Pumpin Cops

Cooper Smith
 

Hi,
I thought I had lost this little gem forever but found it last night. It
is not a MAc Stevens story, but it could have been.
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-cooper

 Pumpin' Cops

Hank had no idea how it all started, but he sure didn't mind how it ended up.

One day he was shitting around with the Captain in the locker room. Hank had
served under the Captain ever since he came on board as a cadet ten year earlier
at the young age of 19. Hank had started off as a slightly dumpy kid out of high
school. Thousands of hours in the station's gym had toned Hank into a muscle
bound cop stud, the kind that has guns so huge they make his short sleeve police
shirt look like its cutting of circulation. Hank took great pride in chest, arms
and legs, all bulked up to perfection. He could have competed professionally as
a body builder if he wanted, but he rarely had the time. Hank kept his hair
short on the side and straight up on top, the original buzzcut.  It looked good
on Hank, the perfect frame to his angular face, made sharp by years of serious
and rigorous exercise.

The Captain was not as cut as Hank, but for a guy pushing 50 looked more like
30. He was toned and hairy as hell. The fur was thickest on his gut (the only
place where he had let himself go a little). He liked the way his pecs were cut
and powerful, capped by tits that stood straight out when he played with em.

Hank and the Captain were talking in the shower about movies they had rented.
"Like that Austin Powers one." "Yeah" Hank laughed.

"Funny as shit when he got his stuff out of storage." "Huh?" Hank gave the
Captain a quizzical look. "You know, he goes to get his stuff and there's that
Swedish penis pump thang. I nearly busted a gut."

"Oh yeah! Man, funny shit!" "Yeah, fuck always wondered if those worked. Not
like either of us need it!" Hank felt himself blush, his 6-inch soft dick
starting to tingle. He hoped it wouldn't go hard in front of the Captain. He
snuck a look at the Captains and saw a pretty hefty tool, thick, about 4 inches
hung soft.

"Naw, I guess not." "Shit no sir. Still... never can have too much, ya know?"
"Yeah!"

"How big you get Hank...when you're fucking a girl?" "Shit Captain, I dunno."
Hank was unsure where this was going. "Shit boy, don't lie to me, every guy's
measured his hard one at least once, how big is that babymaker?"

"I dunno, 8, 9 inches?" "Shit son, go home and measure it already. I ain't
ashamed to say I got 8 inches when I go to work, ya know?"

"Heh, heh, yeah." "Don't be worked up Hank, just us guys. Damn, every wonder
what it would like to have a huge fucker? Make woman squirm, ya know? Wonder if
those pumps work?"

"Probably, they keep selling em." "How the fuck you know that Hank, you got
one?" the Captain laughed.

"Naw" Hank blushed, "But when I surf the web, those windows pop up. Seen some
ads." The Captain looked at Hank in deep thought for a second. "Say Hank, how
much they cost?"

"I dunno, around $100 for a good one. Gotta order them by size." "Let's do it
man, just between you and me we'll have a contest, see who can add the most." "I
dunno Captain..."

"What, you scared, scared your little boy dick ain't gonna grow?" "Fuck no."

"Well then put your money were your mouth is. $100, make back the cost of the
pump." "You're on. How do we determine how big we are, you know." "Come on back
to my office and lets measure. We're get the length and width. Unless you're
chicken to get hard in front of me?"

"Shit no." So the two dried off and got into their street clothes and headed
back to the Captain's office. Hank felt kinda funny being in the office and
undoing his uniform pants, but the Captain already had his pants down by the
time Hank undid his top button.

"Come on shy girl, let's get this over with. Fish out your fuck stick and get it
hard." "How?"

"Shit son! You are too much, I dunno, beat your meat, works for me." And the
Captain proceeded to pull on his dick until it grew until full length. Hard and
thick, the cut member stood out 8.2 inches, according to the ruler the Captain
had Hank lay along side of the shaft. Next he had Hank take a piece of string
and warp it around the base, to get the circumference of the cock, 5 inches.
"Okay Hank, now your turn. Shit boy, see you're hard already. Fish that fucker
out.... Nice, 9 inches exactly... here let me wrap the string around, just grab
your dick like this...shit boy, don't jump, I ain't gonna jack it! Just grabbing
it... okay, whew, 6 inches around. You're a big boy, but not for long. I'm gonna
catch up and beat your ass. You'll see."

Hank let out his breath when the Captain let go of his dick. He had never let
another guy touch his dick before.  It had felt good, strange, but good. Shit,
he hoped Marla was up for a good fuckin tonight, he suddenly was really in the
mood to fuck.

The Captain ordered two pumps and about a week later called Hank into his
office. "Hey Hank, look what came in today! "He smiled as he handed Hank a box.
"Its yer pump boy. Got directions and everything."

"Okay, so how long do we have?" "Say it takes at least a month to start showing
results. I say six weeks from this weekend we get back together and measure our
fuck sticks."

Hank didn't think much of the pump when he got it home. It felt funny around his
dick, but it did puff it up a little, and, shit, did he get off hard after using
it for a few minutes, but the next morning his dick still looked the same size
as before. Any enlargement from that single session hadn't lasted. Still, he
tried it a few more times over the next six seeks, but never really got the hang
of it. A couple of times he used it too long and it ended up making his dick
sore.

He saw the Captain a couple of times in the shower, and he could have sworn his
dick and balls did look bigger, but Hank didn't want to stare to long afraid
that the Captain might catch him. Six weeks later the Captain called Hank into
his office. The Captain was sitting behind the desk. "So Hank, you ready?"

"What for Captain?" "For tonight, it's been six weeks. Time to measure up." "Oh
shit Captain, I forgot, I'm supposed to go out with Marla."

"Well cancel it boy, less you afraid I'm gonna kick your ass?" "Well Sir, to
tell the truth." "Fuck boy, either put $100 on my desk now or come over tonight,
don't be such a wussy."

"Yes Sir!" Hank didn't want word getting out that he had wussed out on a bet.
"Here Hank, give these papers to Jim on your way out."  The Captain stood up
from behind his desk to hand Hank the folder. Hank nearly tripped when he saw
how big the Captain's basket was. Hank could have sworn that the Captains' jock
was stuffed with a sock. He tried to cover up and not look at it, afraid that
the Captain had seen him staring at his crotch, but the Captain said nothing.

 Hank was early at the Captain's house that night, along with a six pack of
beer. "Shit boy, hope your gonna drink Pepsi, cause I'm gonna need all six of
those beers, been out mowin the lawn."

"Oh, sorry Sir, I can go get more." "Just fuckin with ya Hank, I got a case
downstairs. Mighty nice of ya though, like we're on a date.that was a joke boy!
Jeeze, you're tense. Come on in."

The two went down into the Captain's basement, which was set up as a bar area.
Two large easy chairs sat in front of a TV. They watched some hoops, ate some
pizza and drank about half the beer. All the while Hank kept stealing nervous
glances at the Captain's shorts. They were short and gray, made out of sweat
pants material. It seemed like to Hank that they really showed up the Captain's
package well, or maybe it was that the Captain had a lot to show.

"Okay son, showtime!" "What?!" "Don't be dense boy. Let's see your fuck stick.
Come on fish it out and get it hard while I fetch the ruler." Hank blushed, his
dick was already half hard. He pulled down his pants and started strokin his
dick.

"Yeah boy, get it hard for me. Here, let the Captain feel if yer hard yet, .shit
yeah. Here. Measure your dick. Fuck boy! Nine inches!? That's what it was six
weeks ago." The Captain let go of Hanks dick and stepped up close to the Cop's
face. "Shit son, aintcha even used the damn thing?" "Well, I did a couple of
times, but I , uh."

"Goddammit boy, I used that pump every goddamn night! I'm gonna whip yer ass.
Fuck, like takin candy from a baby. Look at this fucker!"

The Captain pulled down his shorts to reveal his soft cock resting on his balls.
But there were not the way Hank remembered them. They were huge! The dick was at
least 8 inches, and that was soft! And the balls were huge.

"See boy, this is a real man's dick. Get down there and measure it. I can feel
it starting to get hard." Hank sank to his knees with the ruler in hand, never
taking his eyes off of the Captain's dick. It just got bigger and bigger as
blood began to fill the police daddy's cock. Finally it stood straight out at a
90-degree angle from the Captain's furry stomach.

"Damn yeah, look at that monster boy. Ain't no bitch big enough to take that
snake. Come on boy, quit starin, start measurin. Take the ruler measure along
the side. Yeah, that's it, grab that fucker, can't get your fist around it huh?
Hehe, yeah. Lay the ruler down along side. Yeah, that's it. Now tell me how long
it is..come on boy, say it."

Hank could hardly believe it, "Twelve, twelve inches, Sir." "Yeah, that's a real
man's dick boy. Guess you owe me $100 dollars. Now wrap that string around and
tell me how wide.ahhhh fuck boy!"

Hank had dropped the string, he was so flustered. He bent his head over to pick
up the string, on his way back up the Captains fat dick scrapped across Hank's
face, leaving a big blob of precum on the young officer's moustache. Hank's hand
went up to wipe the spluge off. "Fuck boy, stop! That's my sweet precum you're
about to brush off. As tonight's looser why don't you just use your tongue to
get rid of it."

"But Sir." "That's an order boy!"

Hesitantly Hank licked his upper lip. He was surprised, it tasted sweet and
salty.

"Like that boy? Hmmmm.tell ya what. I know that $100 is a lot of money for ya,
so maybe you can work it off."

"Hhhh how Sir?" Hank looked up past the Captain's swollen throbbing dripping
dick into his cold steel gray eyes.

"I think you know boy," the Captain said, grabbing his inflated member and
letting the tip rub across Hank's closed lips, leaving behind a slimy trail of
daddy cop precum.

"No Sir, I donthgjfdjmphf!" The Captain took the opportunity to stuff the huge
mushroom head of his dick into the officer's throat.

"Now don't be so dull boy. I'm givin' you a chance to get out of our bet and not
be a wuss. Maybe a cocksucker, hehehe, but not a wuss. Right boy?"

Hank just nodded, his mouth already sucking and licking the Captain's spongy
soft/hard dick head. He kinda liked how it felt and the feel of the Captain's
hand on the back of his head, encouraging Hank to take even more of the super
dick into his mouth, sent chills up and down Hank's back. "Ohhhh yeah boy, that
feels right. Fuck if you don't look cute as hell on your knees with my dick down
your throat. Nice big shoulders and thick neck, just right for a mouth fuckin.
Like the taste of yer daddy's dick?"

Hank nodded and tried to speak as yet another inch of the Captain's dripping
member slid down his throat.

"Fuck boy, don't need to answer, I can tell ya like it just by the way you
gobble down my big ol dick. Knew you'd like this for a while now. Knew it fer
sure when you kept looking at my basket this morning in my office. Yeah, yer new
daddy's got a big package boy, got a new kind fuck stick. Too big for a cunt,
but just right for a hungry boy, ughhh! YEAH, half way down your throat boy.
Want more? Yeah? Fuck son, you're gonna get all you can handle, and more!
Heheheh, yeah, a lot more!" The Captain decided to get things started right by
grabbing the back of Hank's head and working the last six inches of his fat
anaconda down the beat cop's throat.

"Shit yeah boy, it's okay to gag a little, ain't gonna make me stop, but it's
okay. I need to feed you all I got, you're such a dick hungry slut. Fuck yeah
boy, here comes my short n curly's. Hhehe, yeah, want to feel your mustache
against my pubes. Sheeeeeet yeeeeeeaaaahhhhh boy. Feels right nice. Yeah, that's
it, play with my bull balls. Pull on em, go ahead, and pull hard, I'm used to
it. That pump pulls em nice n hard. Shit yeah boy, feels good. Tell ya what, the
Captain's balls are feelin like they're about to burst..uh! no! don't bother to
get off daddy's dick boy. That's right, you're gonna take my load..now quit
squirmin for God's sake! Don't be a wuss Hank, .oh yeah, um, yeah, here it comes
son, HERE.IT..COMES!"

Hank could not believe the hug load of sperm the Captain unloaded, it just kept
coming and coming. He tried to swallow it, but there was too much. Half of it
dribble out of his over stuffed mouth and down onto the floor.

"Fuck kid, that was great! You know how to suck a mean load out. I sure as fuck
am gonna get used to having that done everyday."

Hank sat back on his legs, licking and wiping the Captain's cum from his face.
"Damn Captain, I just did it that once to settle the bet. I ain't gonna be your
little cocksucker ugmthp!" Hank felt rather than saw the Captain grab his face,
turning it up to look at the Captain's eyes, past his still big and cum dripping
cock.

"Don't be a dumbass boy. Think that was a $100 suck? Hah! More like what a
penny-whore would do. Shit boy, that's right, worth about a cent. That means
what? You're gonna suck me off 10,000 more times! Like that! Fuck kid!" the
Captain laughed. "Like I have to ask, did you even touch yourself just now boy?"
"No Sir."

"And you came anyway? Shit, musta liked that. Hmmmm. Say Hank, you thirsty? Want
another beer?" "Yeah that'd be great." "Fuck boy, you didn't bring enough beer
to have another! Unless." "Unless what Sir?"

"Well, I got some beer, but it ain't that fresh, kinda like it's been recycled."
The captain had a shit-eating grin on his face. "Recycled, how Sir?" "Well boy,
close your eyes and open your mouth, you're about to find out!"