Chapter Three

Langdon’s POV

Tristan opened the door, sat in the back of his truck, and let his long, hairy legs hang out from the vehicle. He slid his shorts down to his extremely expensive retro Jordans. I admired his lean, muscular frame and was in absolute heaven as I saw this caramel adonis lying there with

that gorgeous smile, waiting for me to provide him pleasure. It surprised me that his legs almost touched the ground even while he was sitting in the Range. I grabbed his basketball shorts, forcefully pulled them off as fast as possible, and threw them on the ground. For the first time, I saw all of his perfect sausage cock. It was long, beautiful, and caramel; he had a hairy bush. I licked my lips in anticipation as I removed my gun holster and belt with all my weapons and placed it on the seat behind him.

I removed Tristan’s shirt, revealing his toned muscular physique and smooth chest. Tristan licked his lips, and his cock shot straight up when he realized I was about to suck the soul from his dick. What I had done earlier was just a taste, but now I would give him the full course meal. His was the first dick I had sucked, but I had practiced on my girl’s didoes when she wasn’t at the house and had become quite good at deepthroating it.

I kneeled and cupped his balls. I swallowed his balls in my mouth and sucked them like they were jawbreakers. Next, I licked from his ball's base to the tip's top. His legs trembled as I rubbed his big balls in my hand and softly sucked the leaking pre-cum from his tip. Tristan was so satisfied by the feeling that he wrapped his legs around my back, put his hand on my head and shoved his pretty dick in my mouth, and slid my mouth down to the base of his dick. He grabbed a fist full of my curly blond hair and pushed my face down on his dick as he moaned in satisfaction.

“Suck my dick, bitch; you like sucking young black dick, don’t you, officer?”

“Yes, I love black dick. I like it all down my throat. I said between breaths.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth.

This is not how I talked, but there was something about how he spoke to me—the way he grabbed me and forced me to do these forbidden acts. I rubbed my large hands all over his body as I slurped and sucked his dick.

Every time I took my mouth off it, I would look Tristan in the eyes for a quick moment, and just seeing his head facing the ceiling of his truck let me know he was enjoying the pleasure I was providing.

As I sucked his dick, I started unbuttoning my shirt. I didn’t know how much time I had because, at any moment, I could get a call that could take me away from this amazing sexual experience, so I needed to get that black dick in my ass as soon as possible. Once my shirt was unbuttoned, I quickly removed my pants, boxer briefs, and shoes while never taking my mouth off his cock. I felt like this was what my life was missing. Like I was born to suck cock. I was hungry for more. I could feel my anus pulsating as it craved his black cock.

Once I was fully naked, I removed my mouth from his dick and motioned for him to move inside of the vehicle. But he didn’t move; he just stared at me. He stepped out of the car and looked down at me as if I were a piece of meat he wanted to bite. He grabbed my blond locks with his right hand and pulled my head to the right while he sucked on my neck.

“I’m going to leave a big red hickey on your neck. So that anybody that sees it knows that you are mine,” he replied.

I tried to pull away because I knew my girl would kill me if she saw it, but his juicy, wet lips against my neck felt so good that I couldn’t tell him to stop. As he sucked my neck, he

stroked my dick, using my pre-cum as lube.

“Fuck me, Tristan; I need your black cock in my ass.”

“You want Tristan to fuck the police?”

“Yes, fuck this police officer, Tristan. I want to feel your caramel rod in my pussy.”

Tristan stood behind me and placed his eleven-inch dick in the crack of my ass, and rubbed the head of his dick against my impatient hole.

Unable to wait any longer, I reached around and grabbed his cock, and put the head in my hungry hole. I needed to be fucked… to be used.

“Damn, Officer Langdon, your hole is tighter than a motherfucker. Where have you been all my life?”

Tristan slid all eleven inches in me at one time as he pushed my face against the glass window of his Range Rover. He put his hands on my waist and bounced my muscle-tanned ass over his dick.

“Fuck me, Tristan. Please feed my hungry whole,” I cried. I grabbed my ass and opened my whole wider for him. I loved the way his hairy bush and balls banged against my ass. He then wrapped his long, forceful arm around my neck with one hand and shoved his fingers down my throat while he banged my tight, pink, ever-expanding hole.

“Is this what you want, Officer Langdon?” he asked.

“Yes, punish me for punishing you,” I replied. I wanted him more than I wanted anything. “I want you on top of me. I want to pull you deep into my man pussy.” Part of me felt terrible for fucking a guy that was 20 years younger than me, but as I continued to feel his dick expanding my hole and reaching deeper inside places within me I did not know existed, I didn’t care. He was experienced despite his age. He slid his dick out of my ass and pushed a button inside the truck, and the trunk opened. He grabbed my hand, took me to the back, and laid me on the floor of his Range Rover. He left the door open so our legs could hang out of the vehicle. As he lay on top of me, he looked into my eyes but didn’t say a word. He just stared, and I didn’t know what to do. All I knew was that I loved the way his body felt on top of mine. Then he whispered in my ear.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good you're going to forget you ever liked pussy.”

I grabbed the back of his head, spread my legs as wide as I could, and waited for him to stuff all eleven inches inside.

“Handle your business, Tristan. Fuck me and make this man pussy yours.”

Tristan stared at me again. He looked deep into my eyes like he was searching for something. He rubbed his hands through my hair and then rubbed his thumb over my eyebrows and mustache.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. I couldn’t do anything but blush because that was a first. I’d never been called beautiful. Women were beautiful, not men. When he said it, it was like he was saying that all of me was beautiful, including the interior and exterior, flaws, and short cummings. He leaned forward and did something I didn’t expect. He put those beautiful red lips

on mine and slid his tongue into my mouth. Sparks of ecstasy shot through my body. I kissed him back. He slid his dick into my hole, and I moaned in enjoyment as I felt drops of his cum drip inside me. I moaned so loud that if we were in a hotel room, the next room would have heard us, but I didn’t care because I was getting what I wanted—a long black dick in my horny

hole.

“I hope your pussy is ready because Daddy Trist is about to fuck you all night,” he replied. I wrapped my legs around him and enjoyed every moment of him pounding my white hungry boy pussy. Then the unthinkable happened. Bright lights from a vehicle pulled up behind us, and we heard footsteps walking toward the Range Rover. There was nothing I could do. I guess we both were so in the moment that we didn’t hear the car pull up. I tried to hide my face, but I couldn’t. Tristan looked at me and smiled, but he didn't stop pounding my ass.

“Looks like we're caught,” he said.

“What the fuck are you doing, Officer Langdon?” The voice from the unknown stranger questioned. When I looked up, it was my police chief, Officer Leo Pice. He flashed his flashlight on me as Tristan had his dick deep in my ass.

“He’s getting fucked,” Tristan replied as he continued to pound my ass.