LOGIN"C'mon DiNapoli," one of the other cops said. A little sheepishly, the young officer stepped out of his jockstrap, revealing a soft, nicely sized, uncut penis. Following Brown's lead, he started by moving to the side of the sling. Instead of face-fucking the boy, he leaned over and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. This clearly was a turn-on for DiNapoli, as his dick swelled and stiffened, quickly reaching its fully erect length of seven-and-a-quarter inches. Tim turned his head so that he could see and taste the young officer's impressive manhood. He only got to run his tongue under DiNapoli's foreskin for a second before the officer pulled back with a shudder. Clearly, the head of his dick was very sensitive.DiNapoli moved to the bottom of the sling, knelt, and buried his goateed face in Tim's wrecked ass. He probed the boy's hole with his nose and his tongue, rubbed his facial hair against the gaping anus, causing Tim to start moaning. The officer got his pursed lips well into Tim
"Good work, Officer Thompson," Wilson said, as the chubby officer pulled his cock out of Tim. The boy was beginning to get the impression that all of the newcomers were police officer colleagues of his captors."You're next, Sergeant Lane," Wilson said, and the tall white guy stepped forward. He got on his knees and proceeded to eat Tim's gaping ass, lapping up the cum that flowed freely. Tim delighted in the soothing warmth of Lane's tongue, though his rough stubble was less than comfortable on the sensitive skin between his legs.Lane stood and removed his jockstrap. His cock was long, not as long as Jackson's, but longer than most. He shaved his pubic area bare, which supposedly made his dick look bigger, but contrasting with his otherwise normally hairy body, it was a bit odd-looking to Tim's eye.Lane was as gentle and thoughtful in fucking Tim as he had been in rimming him. He used plenty of lube on his cock and on Tim's hole, allowing for very easy entry. He looked Tim directly
Tim had been left to sleep on the garage floor, with only a quilted blanket as cushioning. Every part of him ached. He awoke when Wilson nudged him with his bare foot. "Wake up, sleepy head!" he sneered.Tim realized that the officer was standing over him, completely naked. He was treated to the sight of Wilson's junk from below. The officer's limp cock rested on his pendulous balls, and the boy had a clear view of his hairy, humid taint. His funky scent had only gotten more intense since their initial encounter.As far as he could tell, Wilson was in the garage alone. The officer pulled up the beat up chair, sat down, and unlocked Tim's handcuffs.Wilson put his left foot on Tim's face. "Lick my toes, boy" he commanded. Needless to say, the officer's feet were not pedicure fresh, not by a long shot. Thick calluses covered the bottom of his foot. Tim dutifully licked each toe and the ball of the foot. The taste was awful."Suck on my big toe," Wilson barked. Tim endured the salty tast
"Eat my ass, boy!" Jackson said firmly. Tim leaned forward and planted his tongue directly on the cop's pulsing hole. He licked and probed and kissed Jackson's orifice, eliciting groans."Enough ass eating," Wilson said with frustration. "Time for fucking!""Put it in me, Timmy," Jackson said, looking over his shoulder. "Put it in me NOW." The officer reached behind him, grabbed the boy's cock, and guided it into his asshole.Tim was astonished at how warm and smooth Jackson's rectum was. It actually felt good to have his cock engulfed in the other man. He had never fucked anyone before, male or female. He was starting to figure out why people seemed to be willing to do anything for sex."Choo choo!" Wilson said again, positioning himself behind Tim. With one thrust, he penetrated the boy, banging against his prostate, forcing Tim's precum into Jackson's ass.Once again, it was a matter of rhythm. The two officers timed their movements so that either both cocks were balls deep or just
After a while--Tim imagined that it was the next morning--Wilson once again brought him oatmeal. The cop was completely naked and fully erect. He was stroking his cock with his free hand."Did you like your oatmeal yesterday, boy?" he asked, gruffly."Yes, Sir," Tim replied.Wilson was still stroking his cock, looking like he was about to cum. And with a loud groan, he did, depositing his load in the bowl of oatmeal, along with a dose of pubic hair."I'll bet you liked it, Timmy. Jackson and I always add our secret ingredient!" He put the bowl on the floor, turned, and left the room, laughing.The boy was hungry. He reasoned that, since he had swallowed both men's semen direct from the source, there was no reason to reject it in his food, so he ate the tainted cereal hungrily.Tim fell back to sleep after he finished the gruel. This time, he had lots of dreams. Wilson's hairy ass spread before him, begging to be licked and sucked and probed. The intense smell of Wilson's unwashed body
Wilson returned to sticking various fingers into Tim's asshole. Occasionally, he would spit on the finger or on Tim's hole, but just as often, the insertion was completely dry.Jackson approached for his turn. He had put on his uniform belt, complete with handcuffs, service revolver, and baton. He ominously unsheathed the baton, grabbed a bunch of vaseline in his hand, and started lubricating it right in front of Tim's agonized eyes.Jackson slathered some vaseline on Tim's ass, then slowly started pushing the long, rigid rod into Tim's rectum. Tim tried to cry out in pain, but the ball gag muffled his protests. He struggled against the bindings to no avail. Jackson proceeded to fuck Tim firmly with the baton, seeming to threaten to put it all the way inside, but stopping with only a few inches inside Tim.Tim's rectum started to relax, and he stopped struggling and crying out. He certainly wouldn't say that he LIKED what was happening, but it wasn't as awful as he had feared at first







