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Mac Stevens and the Ten Loads

The following is fiction. If reading male on male pornography is illegal in your area or you are under age please do not go any further.
This is fantasy, and so, being fantasy, it is NOT REAL. People in this story have (probably) unprotected sex, not a good idea in real life.
Comments, fan mail, heck, even flames are welcome as long as they are constructive.
And ideas, if it gets me hard (like that�s difficult) I will probably use it. This takes place before the first "Mac Stevens Story."
-Copper

Mac�s dick would not go soft. He laughed to himself as he tooled his huge copcycle down the highway back to the station. He couldn�t figure out why it was still diamond hard in his tight policeman�s breeches. The stretchy fabric rubbed against the extra-sensitive head of his engorged cock. Every time he gunned his massive Harley his dick spot  a small load of precum. It was eager to get off again. The precum alone stained his breeches, making it look like he had already lost  a load. Which the stud daddy cop knew wasn�t true. He had lost five loads already that shift. Just none in his form fitting breeches.

He had woken up with a  huge hardon. His massive ten-inch daddy cop shaft made an obscene tent underneath the sheets. His rough policeman�s fist rubbed the cock head as is went up and down the copper�s shaft. His morning loads were usually massive and explosive, and today was no different. Within a matter of moments his dick began to quiver and his balls pull up. With a tremendous groan his daddy dick erupted like a phallus shaped volcano, pumping load after load of cop seed into the air. But that was before he ever got to the stationhouse. By the time he was in the locker room, pulling on his skin tight motor cycle breeches, trying to stuff his once again hard mandriller into his them, he was ready to start unloading his balls again.

Load number one had been early on in the shift. He had pulled over  a biker because of  a busted tail light. Normally Mac didn�t fuck around with bikers, he almost never pulled one over on the road. He had plenty of chances to nail biker ass when he cruised the leather biker bars. But there was something different about this guy. He looked beefier and more muscled than your average biker did (who tended to be either thin or fat it seemed). Mac knew he had hit pay dirt when he saw the guy lift off his helmet. This was no biker, just a kid, about 25, out for  a joy ride on his new cycle, dressed to the nines in leather. Mac took a second to soak in the kids well shaped boy. Nice tall Carolina engineer boots, black, on what looked like big feet. Tight as shit leather pants that curved around the muscle boys massive thighs and hugged his sizable basket. Next was  a heavy leather jacket- hang on, what was this? YES! A naked, chiseled torso. Even though the kid had the jacket zipped up halfway he could still see a nicely cut chest, with firm pecs and little rubbery tits that looked like they were being rubbed raw from the wind.  Above the kids broad shoulders, a huge iron pumpers neck and a cut, but oh so innocent looking face. Mac was too the point. His cop dick was already straining in his breeches, a wet spot forming where the massive head met the snug material.
"Shit Kid, looks like you been poured into that leather. Whatcha out riding around for?"
The kid gave Mac a teethy smile and ran his gloved hand along the basket of his leather jeans.
"I reckon I just found it Sir. Nothing like some Cop dick to chew on." Mac grinned, and replaced his leathered hand with the kids, feelin the kids hard as steel dick snug in those tight leathers. Mac loved the feel of his leathered glove against the boys leather.
"Fuck kid, this Daddy cop dick ain�t no pacifier. You can get it wet, but I�m fixin to fuck today, understand."
The kid closed his eyes a little and let a soft moan come out.
"I�ll take that as a yes. Shit I love the leather sluts!" Mac let his other gloved hand snake into the kids jacket, feeling for a ripe muscle boy teat. When he found the erect little chest prick he gently rubbed it between his gloved finger. The boy let out a bigger moan.
"Shit boy, don�t pop too soon for your daddy. Officer friendly here needs to have a fully charged fuck tool underneath him, got that?"
"Yes Sir!"
Mac took his hand off the kids vibrating dick and used it to unzip his breeches. With some effort he pulled out his fully erect dick, all ten fat inches dripping in precum, He wiped the tip off on the kids cheek. He then popped the tip in the kids willing mouth and let it slide down the leather muscle boy�s talented mouth. Once he felt the kids lips on his public hair he fished the cock back out.
"No sense drawin too much attention out here on the highway boy. Tell ya what, you get down on yer knees, ass up, like yer fixing that bike. I�ll stand behind ya. Too bad your white ass is gonna stick out, but It�ll be okay."
"That�s okay Sir, I�m prepared."
Mac had to laugh when the young muscle biker showed him his leather covered ass. There was a zipped down the butt crack. All Mac had to do was unzip the back of the kids leather and insert his frothing daddy cock.
"Fuck boy, how long ya been a dick slut?"
"This is my first time Sir. I wanted to be prepared."
"Ya were fuck wad, so get ready to sit on my cop spike son."
Mac used his fingers to guide his rock hard cop cock into the boys eager hole, the zipper edges brushing against Macs extra sensitive dick head and he pushed his way in. From afar it looked like the leather hunk was fixing his bike with officer friendly leaning behind him to help him.
Mac was helping all right, helping himself to some of the tightest mancunt he�d had in a while. The leather kid groaned as he felt Mac massive dick dagger slide all the way up his shit shute hilt. His tight ass encased Mac sword like the jewel it was, making Mac�s tool feel like it was in heaven.
"Sheeeet boy, you have got one fine ass. I am not gonna last too long in this hole. Ya ready to fuck?"
"Damn right I am mister policeman, If ya don�t started ramming that fucker in I�m liable to go crazy from horniness. Just fuck me fast and hard, I want to unload my heavy boy balls all over this here bike."
"You and me both kid. Get ready to enter nirvana punk!" Mac withdrew his cop cock almost all the way and then slammed back home, impaling the young leather muscle hunk on his horse cop cock. The kid gave a little yelp and then began bucking like  a true bronco. The kid�s mouth was an endless string of hot fuck talk.
"Shit Daddy cop, ram that baby maker home into your boy. I�m fuckin all in leather for your hot fuck, dressed up like some cheap ass slut so I can get rock hard cop cock."
"Your plan worked punk. I knew from the moment I saw you that I�d get you on yer knees, leather clad ass up in the air, ready to take my huge daddy driller up your eager punk hole. Shit kid, how does it feel to be taken, like a cheap whore, in public, on a  highway by this mounted motorcycle fuck cop? Like that fucker? Huh? Lick that chrome tail pipe with your slut tongue. Make it shine, pretend its daddy�s massive dick. Yeah� thought that�d get you hot. Fuck kid, you�re working my dick with your ass muscles like nothin I�ve ever felt."
"Damn copper, its your fat dick that�s making me work overtime. You have a permit for that weapon? Shit, not like it was concealed or nothing. I saw that dick lump the second you stepped off your manfuck motor cycle. Why do cops have such big dicks?"
"Cause we got to put fuck punks like you into your proper place: on yer knees."
"Shit,shit, shit, pumpin�me�so�full�I�m gonna blast now dickin daddy policeman. Watch yer boy shoot  a huge load in his leathers. Fuck cum makes a great conditioner, right daddy dick?"
"Yeah boy, shoot yer load in yer pants. Fuck yeah, I�m about to add my cop seed to that mess. Shit, fuck, damn, here I cum kid, oohhhhhhh yeaahhhhh."
"Yeeeaaaaaah copper, fill me up, oh fuck!"
Mac and the kid groaned as they let loose huge loads of man cum, Mac filling up the boy ass, the kid filling up his leather jeans. One load down, four to go.

The second load almost didn�t happen. Mac had built up a real need to take a piss, so he pulled over to a service station he knew had a good restroom. He reckoned, in the way back of his mind, that he might also get to unload, but didn�t see any dick sluts hanging around and none were in the bathroom. However, just as he was stuffing his already half hard cock back into those impossibly tight breeches Mac saw a sight that made his cop dick go rock hard in a second. It was Sherry�s husband, the pro-football player who he and AL had mercilessly turned into a dick slut at the last cook out he�d had.
"Officer Mac Stevens, boy are you a site for a not sore enough dick."
"Hey buddy, don�t you know it. I ain�t got time to drill that fine ass of yours, but I sure could use some help draining this babymaker."
"Oh yeah man, my mouth if definitely up for some tasty cop meat. Boy, they sure do build cops nice in this town. Ever since that cookout I been noticing just how stuffed the cop uniforms are around here."
"Yeah? Sheet bud, I been hearin stories about your dick hungry ass from some of the guys who moonlight as stadium security. They say after a game you can go all night suckin rent-a-copcock."
The power-built football stud got down on his knees while Mac locked the restroom door. Mac then fished out his overloaded police-dick and bounced it up and down a couple of times in front of the all American, all-pro, MVP dick sucker in front of him. The baller stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the dripping pre-cum from Mac�s hard as steel dick.
"Shit Mac, I�ve been dreamin of this day ever since that cookout. No matter how many studs stuff my ass with hung uniform meat it ain�t never enough, never like when you fucked me." The stud got out between licks. "You should come over one day and tie me up again, fuck me raw. Come over this Saturday, Sherry won�t mind, fuck she�ll bounce on my dick while you fuck me."
Mac placed his black leathered gloved hand on the back of the studs head and guided the warm football heroes mouth onto his dripping police daddy�s cock.
"Shit fucker, that cookout really brought out the slut in your wife too." Mac knew that talking trash about the muscle bound sports god�s wife would only make his blow job better.
"Rumor is if she don�t get her get partner�s cock up one of her holes at least three time s a shift she goes crazy. I�ve seen her pull a train after the shift is over, pullin it until every last stud is dry. And the shit I hear about you." The stud looked up at Mac, his mouth now working double times on Mac�s huge nightstick of a cock.
"Yeah fucker, word is all over town, how you and the rent-a-cops have  a ball after the game. They take your ass out to the goalpost and tie you to it, take turns raping your ass right there in the middle of the stadium. Or you and the sportsguy from Channel 14, Matt whats-his-name. I hear he is hung like  a horse. Heard from him that last week, when you did a call in to that CBS show he was pluggin your ass the whole time. He was havin a ball fuckin you while you try to sound all macho and shit. Man if those kids only knew that while you were talkin about your college days some big dick fucker was reaming out your asshole. But I got the best thing on you ever. Yeah, that�s right fucker, I know about the video."
The built, buff, telegenic football star tried to get off of Mac�s dick, but Mac just held his head tighter.
"Not yet fucker, I�m about to blow. Yeah, I seen the video, got a bud who showed me. Oh, don�t worry, can�t see your face, but I know that body and that cute ass of yours anywhere. Tell me stud, how did it feel to be tied up by that leather master? You know him before hand? Shit, he�s the meanest one in the whole city. And he certainly did take your ass to town. I thought he just about was gonna rip those tits of yours off the way he was torturing them. And when he turned on the juice, alternating between each one, I thought you were gonna burst you was screamin so hard. �Course I guess you did burst, heh? Shit, you cock erupted like  a damn volcano when he juiced your tits. Not only a dick pig but also a tit pig eh? Shit fucker, this cops about to shoot off another round. Feel my balls? Pull on em hard fucker, yeah, that�s it, pull hard cause I�m about to send a load flyin, �. Shit. Shit. SHIT OOOHYYYYYYEAAAAAAHHHH. Take my cop cum pig fucker!!!!!!"
By the time Mac came back to earth the stud�s mouth was overflowing with his huge load of cum. The footballer was lickin up Mac�s cream from the corners of his mouth.
"This weekend fucker, Saturday, all day long I�m gonna dick you. Got it?"
"I can�t wait Mac!"

As Mac pulled away from the service station he thought about that video. It showed the football stud tied up, with a full leather mask on. The things the guy went through on that video even made Mac shiver. But the guy seemed to like it, if his hard dick and five ejaculations during the two hour video were any indication. Mac�s own dick began to plump up again, despite having just unloaded. Mac checked his watch, it was just about time for his afternoon break, and the tingle still vibrating in his balls told him the best place to spend it was with some of his hard dicked pals at the construction site on 47th.
Mac pulled up to the site and saw one of his pals Josh just stepping out of the site�s trailer. Josh had a shit eating grin on his face when he saw Mac ride in on his copcycle. Josh�s fat plump man dick went from its usual state of half hard to rock hard, snaking down his tight well worn blue jeans.
"Damn Mac, nice to see ya. I�ve missed chewin on that cop cock of yours."
"Well shit Josh, it�s missed that hot mouth of yours." Mac drank in the horny site before him, a huge, well muscled furry man with short salt n pepper hair stood in front of him. The wide shoulder narrowed down to  a flat stomach and flared thighs. Josh was a champion weight lifter when not working in construction. Hs body showed it, each muscle etched as if in marble. The man�s dick was certainly rock hard, and not too much smaller that Mac�s. But Josh had a hunger for police dick and was known around town to be more than happy to munch down on horny cop cock whenever he could.
"Pull on up around back of the trailer Mac. I�ll go get some of the guys and we�ll have a real nice lunch break."
"Fuck, sounds good to me man, just as long as your pretty mouth is on my dick, and soon. My twitchy balls feel like they�re ready to unload any second now."
Moments later Josh and several other sweaty horny as hell men came around to the open area behind the equipment trailer where Mac had parked his bike. Mac had already taken his now rock hard officer cock out of his way too tight motorcycle breeches. The tip of his massive member was gleaming in the sunlight because of the pre-cum dripping out of the shaft.
Josh sank to his knees in front of the uniformed god and let his lips encircle the randy member jutting out of the horned up cop.
"Ungh fucker. That�s more like it." Mac knew for sure that Josh�s first class blow job would end the tingling in his balls and satisfy his animal needs until he could find someone tonight. Josh�s tongue quickly worked all around the dripping tip, desperately trying to lap up all of the spilling pre cum. Behind him Josh began to hear the grunts of the other men as they began to follow his lead, going down on each other, forcing their� buddies head over their rock hard cock or urgently pushing their fuck stalks up their buddies waiting asses.
"Shit Josh, these men are dangerously over loaded. I think you need more meat beating sessions for these guys."
"You tell him officer" said a redhead whose ass was being thoroughly plowed by a large dicked blond. "We haven�t had a moment to get off since our 10 am coffee break. He knows damn well we need to unload every hour!"
Mac laughed. "Shit boy, I like your style�.unnnnggghhh , but not like ol Josh here. Shit fucker, you are gonna drain my balls for sure." Mac sawed his daddy cop dick in and out of the tight wet and warm mouth of the over muscled construction stud now on his knees in the dirt.
"Shit Josh, if the members of your cycle club could see you now, huh? All that dirty talk you give em about fuckin every gal you see. Sheeeet, I�d bet they�d love to tie your ass down to one of those picnic tables out on route 17 and plow your ass all weekend long, huh?" Mac was rewarded with a  long and deep moan from Josh that in turn sent shivers up Mac�s cock and balls.
"Fuck buddy, I can�t wait much longer. I gonna blow my third load of the day down your throat fucker. Get ready� HERE�.IT�COMES!" Mac grabbed the back of Josh�s head and rammed his cock down the stud�s throat as his balls emptied a huge load of cop seed directly into the brawny laborers throat.
When Mac was finished he gently popped the still huge cock out of the stud�s mouth. Josh cravenly licked the entire shaft clean, eager to get more cop jiz. All around them the other construction site studs were busy bonding in that way that only two masculine lust filled men can do.
Mac smiled down at Josh, who was recovering from his own orgasm, spreading a wet stain down the front of his jeans. Mac felt satisfied for the first time in days, his balls having been drained for the third time that shift.
It wasn�t until later that Mac realized that that feeling of satisfaction was only  temporary. By 2 p.m. his uncontrollable cop cock was once again rock hard��.

Mac Stevens and the Ten Loads part two

Mac Stevens led the good life. He was 37 years old, 6�1" tall, 240 pounds, all pure and well-toned muscle, he had a head full of black hair, which he kept in a crew cut, and a strong proud chin, deep blue eyes and a dazzling smile. He had wide shoulders below his thick corded neck. Attached to these shoulders were nice long arms that he had built up so that his guns were huge bulging masses of muscle that strained at the sleeves of every shirt he owned. Attached to each arms were nice big hands with long thick fingers. He chest was a mat of black fur that covered his well defined pecs and covered his extra sensitive man tits. The hair traveled down his stomach, not his best part he admitted, it was a little soft, two many six packs led to a disappearance of his six pack in his mid �30s. Holding up this mass of muscle were his thick tree trunk like legs, huge and muscled from years of working out. Supporting everything were two size twelve feet. But the biggest and most used muscle on his body was his police daddy dick.
Let�s face it, other men may have had bigger dicks (although at ten inches not too many) but no one that Mac had ever met had as active a dick as he did. He figured that he got off at least five times a day, and that was a slow day. His huge balls were always working over time, producing yet another load for his wrist thick cunt splitter to spit out. Two years ago, at his annual cookout Mac and some of his buddies had a cum contest. Starting at about eight at night they decided to see who could cum the most, either by jacking off or using other methods (and people). No one really won exactly, about midnight people got bored and just plain exhausted trying to keep up with Mac. But not Mac. By his own admission he had cum 15 times so far that night and was still hard when his friend Al said good night to him at 2 am. Mac had just looked up and smiled as he shot load #16 into the dick hungry EMT�s mouth at Mac�s feet. The next day Mac told Al he had fucked a few more times but got worn out at dawn and slept half the day away, only to find one of the police academy cadets riding his cock when he woke up.
So today was not really an extra ordinary day for Mac. He had already shot three loads on duty, on top of a fourth when he woke up. He had hoped the last one, in which he got off into the talented mouth of one of his construction buddies, would hold him at least until the end of the shift. But here it was, still three hours to go and his dick had come back to life, snaking down his always too tight police cycle breeches. He was seriously considering pulling over and jacking his monster tool off when a call came in over the radio, something about domestic abuse.
Mac speed to the house in question on his cycle, the vibrations of his Harley doing nothing to calm his over horned dick down.
"If I�m not careful I�ll bust a load right in front of this poor abused woman" Mac thought to himself as he pulled up at the house.
But to Mac�s surprise it was not a woman but a man who came out holding an ice pack to his already blackening eye.
"Boy Officer am I glad to see you," the man said as he started towards the cycle.
"Don�t be so sure mister, I don�t have much patience for wife beaters."
"Oh no, Officer, I think you misunderstand, Sally Mae beat me, she�s run off about five minutes ago too, took the car and my wallet. I never raised a hand against the woman I swear."
Mac got off his cycle, keenly aware that his still buzzing dick was painfully obvious as it snaked down his breeches.
"Okay mister, let�s go inside and I can get your side of the story."
Mac followed the guy into the house. The husband wasn�t exactly a wimp, he was about 5�10" and a little on the stocky side, but Mac could tell from how the guy acted that he probably hadn�t lifted a finger against his wife. He seemed scared of his own shadow.
"Now tell me what happened bud."
"Well, Sally Mae come home from one of her dates and she�"
"Dates? Did you say dates?"
"Yes sir, Sally Mae always says I�m not the boss of her and that she can see who ever she wants."
"Does she have sex with these men?"
"Yes sir, sometime when I�m in the house. I don�t dare say anything, she�ll hit me."
Mac stroked his chin as he looked at the guy in front of him. His mind, now pretty much located in the crotch of his patrol pants, was spinning with possibilities. Mac hadn�t been put on probation by the State last year because he was a good cop.
"Mister, you got yersself a problem here. No, fighting is not gonna solve your problems, but you have to be firm with your wife. Let her know your needs, what you�re willing to take and not take, understand?"
"I guess so, it�s just that�"
"No buts mister. Here, let�s do a little role play to see what I mean."
"Huh?"
"I�ll pretend to be you and you pretend to be your wife. That way, if you pay attention to me you�ll see what I mean. Got that?"
"Yes sir."
"Okay, now go out of the room and come back in, pretend you�re Sally Mae and you�ve just come back from a date."
The man walked out and came back in. He delivered his line like a nervous high schooler in a glory hole.
"Hi, I am home."
"Sally Mae, where you been?"
"I have been out on a date. I am tired and I am going up stairs."
"Now wait a minute Sally Mae, I haven�t seen you all weekend. Come give yer man some sugar."
"No, I will not. I have to shower."
Mac smiled, he was getting into this. He turned to the man and growled "Sally Mae get over here right now."
The man practically leaped across the room at Mac�s voice.
"Now Sally Mae, I haven�t seen that face of yours since Friday. Now tell me woman, while you�re out getting dick stuffed up your cunt what do you think I�m doing here, alone?"
The man got a stormy look across his face. "Why I just sit here �n jerk off, she ain�t so much as touched me in two years Officer."
"Good, good, but try to stay in character. Now, Sally Mae, you and I ain�t had fun in a long time, and I�m tired of sitting here night after night pullin my pud."
The man sat there for a second, waiting for Mac to say something. Then he realized it was his turn.
"Well, um, okay. What did you have in mind honey?"
Mac took the Man�s chin in his hand and guided his face so that the guy�s eyes were fixed on the massive bulge of Mac�s rock hard tool in his tan breeches. The Man�s eyes went wide and he got a scared look on his face.
"Why don'tcha touch it Sally Mae. Ain�t gonna bite ya?" The Man hesitated, as if mesmerized. "Touch it!" Mac growled. The man reached out and put his finger on the outline of Macs huge police dick. Mac smiled, "Now rub it a little honey." The Man didn�t take is eyes off Mac�s dick for a second. He slowly began to rub the tip of the now leaking police studs cunt poker.
Mac growled the deep growl of a horny man. "Shit buddy, you got me all worked up. I mean, come on honey, get down and lick it for daddy."
"I don�t know, um, I think I get it now, no need to�"
"Fuck bitch, I got a huge ten inch rock hard piece of need right here, now get down there and lick it!"
The man sunk to his knees, his face on Mac�s dick.
"Shit copper, its huge. You�d fuckin choke a guy to death on that."
"Haven�t yet buddy, ain�t gonna start now either, you�ll take it alright."
The man looked quickly up at Mac and started to get up. Mac put his hand on the guy�s shoulder and pushed him back down.
"Lesson ain�t over punk, now lick that dick." The man carefully licked the tip of Mac�s dripping police dork. Mac shuddered. Despite having cum five times already that day, Mac could tell this load was gonna be a huge one. The idea of having this straight guy on his knees licking the tip of his cock was making Mac�s balls boil.
"You ready for the main event bud? Hmm? I ain�t going until you give this powerful cock a good suck. See, that�s the power of a real man�s dick, you gotta show your woman that, a real dick will make people�do�things." The guy in front of Mac was mesmerized. He barely was even aware as he leaned his head forward to take the spongy fat tip of Mac�s hard dick. Mac�s hand on the back of the mans head guided him onto the quivering cop cock. Mac let out a sigh as the mans warm mouth covered his huge mushroom shaped glans.
"Shit yeah bud. Shit�.yeah!" Mac slowly pumped his dick in and out of the mans desperately sucking mouth.
"I think yer getting the hang of it. Feel that power fucker."
Just then Mac heard the front door open. The man�s wife had come back, only to find her husband on his knees in front of Mac�s massive body, sucking on his huge police daddy dick. Mac felt the man try to get off Mac�s dick as he realized his wife was watching him. Sally Mae just stood there with her mouth open.
"I should�a known you were  a cocksucker�" She sneered finally.
"Now now little lady. Don�t be so quick to judge. I was just given your hubby here some pointers. Why dont'cha have a seat."
The woman was spell bound as she watched Mac�s fat dick go in and out of her husband�s mouth. She licked her lips and looked up at Mac.
"Say Mr. Policeman, why dont'cha pop that thing outta his mouth and take a ride on mamma here."
"Sorry sister, I�m just about to pop and there�s only one show a day here." Mac grimaced and pulled the man�s head in closer.
�Awwww shit bud, here comes desert!" Mac�s whole body shock as he shot forth a huge volley of rich thick cop cream into the mans gaping mouth. There was so much cum that it spilled out from the mans mouth and dribbled onto the floor. The man�s wife gasped and her face went slightly red. "Shit Mr. Cop, I just came myself, you gotta feed me some of that dick" she exclaimed.
Mac just smiled and plopped his fat dripping officer cock out of the man�s mouth.
"Now bud, I think yer wife needs a little attention, huh?"
the man stood up and smiled, winked at Mac. "Thanks" he whispered.
"Sally Mae get your whoring mouth over here right now. I got my own dick that I kin feed ya with!" The man said, his whole tone of voice different now that he knew the power of a hard dick.
As Mac walked out of the house, stuffing his half-hard dick back into his skintight breeches, he smiled to himself. A Cop�s work is never done.
Mac was pretty sure he could make it through the shift now, after pumping out four loads he was sure his balls would remain empty until at least later that night when he could get his dick into some poor stud�s holes. But Mac should have known better.
Really it wasn�t his fault. Making the rounds on his beat he stopped by at the health club that he usually worked out in. He came up to the front desk to see if anyone he knew was in. Instead there was this kid, probably 20 years old, a short squat wrestler type with scraggly blond hair. Mac�s dick went  a little plump thinking about the kid�s ass tied down on his bed. He was just about the move in for the kill when he heard a voice he recognized.
"Shit, Mac Stevens? Fuck bud, you�re  a sight for sore eyes." It was the manager on duty Joe Smith. Joe as a powerfully built guy, about six feet tall, massive upper body that tapered into a fine bubble but and narrow hips. Every inch of the guy was covered in muscle.
"Damn Joe, good to see ya. How�s it hanging?"
"Hardly at all since I saw you walk in stud." Joe laughed. "Um, come on back for a second, I , uh, need to show you some paperwork."
Mac followed the built stud into the back office, making sure to note the high, firm ass on the guy�s gym bod.
"Close that door behind you, you big dicked stud." Joe was already shrugging off his low cut tank top and shimming out of his onion skin shorts. He stood there is all his well tanned glory, sporting his own nine inches of rock hard gym body well toned dick. He gave Mac a smile and then turned around, put his hands on his desk and spread his legs.
"Fuck Mac, if you don�t drill a hole in my hungry ass in the next five seconds I�m turning you in for police non-abuse!" Mac whistled low and unzipped his breeches.
"Damn Joe, that�s a nice welcome. I thought I was all tapped out but the site of you fine muscled ass has gotten my dick hard as shit. Prepare to be fucked good n hard gymboy."
Mac lined his dick up with Joe�s asshole and quickly sunk his massive member up the stud�s asshole, reveling in the tight warm confines of the muscle boy�s ass. Joe sighed a huge sigh.
"Fuck Mac, fuck, your fat police dick fits real nice up there don�t it?"
"Damn straight fucker, fucking dick hungry gym pig. Like that police daddy tool up there?"
"Shit yeah cop. I gotta start working mornings so I can see your fine ass pumping iron. Everyday I come in, Paul, the morning guy, has a woody a mile long that needs workin off. He gets so juiced watchin you  work out that he pumps three or four loads before I even get a crack at him."
"Yeah, I know, I work a few of those loads out myself from time to time, take Paul and fuck his ass royally when I get the time. His eyes just beg for it. Want  a reach  around bud?"
"Can ya Mac, fuck, yeah, grab my hard dick. Damn Mac, do me a favor will yah?"
"Sure bud, what is it?"
"Slip on your short police gloves, my dick loves to be stroked by leather gloves. I fuckin guarantee I�ll shot from here to the far wall if ya do."
"No problem buddy," Mac said, taking his bear paw off of Joe�s dick for  a moment to slip on his short black leather frisking gloves. When he got back to jacking the mass of man muscle underneath him Joe�s whole body shook with lust.
Mac�s savage thrusts were having the desired effect on Joe. He started to curse and swear as his balls began to boil over. Mac reached up with one of his hands and gently pinched one of the stud�s prominent nipples.
"Fuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk Mac, shit, here it comes!" Joe�s nine-inch muscle boy dick went rock hard in Mac�s hand as jet after jet of rich muscle cream came shooting out of it. Every rock hard, over inflated, big as shit muscle n Joe�s body was bulging with effort as his balls turned themselves inside out. His cream splattered three times against the far wall, and even after that long thick ropes of cum cam shooting out of Joe�s cock and Mac picked up the pace.
"Take my cock muscle boy, take ,my cock and cum, TAKE IT!!!!!!!!" Mac grunted and cursed as his own balls emptied out for the sixth time that day, the fifth since he started his shift. His hips smacked into the muscle mass of the Joe�s ass as Mac�s dick kept firing load after load of first class man cream into the weight lifters ass.
Afterwards Mac� smacked Joe�s ass as he pulled his long police dong out of the worn out gym manager�s ass.
"I gotta make this a regular stop Joe!" Mac said as Joe�s eyes lit up with ever-horny anticipation.

Mac got back on his cycle and made his way back to the station. No more loads on this shift, it was finally over. But if Mac thought his day of hard cums was over, he had another thing cumming.

 Part Three-
[I meant to wrap it up in this part, but it, um, go away from me. Always open to ideas, feedback or comments. Thanks-Cooper]

Mac went home and showered, letting the warm water run over his beefy muscular police daddy body. It was as if the days six other cums meant nothing, his cubby cop cock swelled right back up as Mac ran his hands roughly over his own male tits, feeling his nipples get hard while his dick head got fat. He started stroking the long fat shaft, bouncing his hand against the thick mushroom shaped head on the up stroke. He was in heat something serious and knew he had to get some built tough stud underneath him for the night.

He knew just the place too, The Referee, a popular straight bar where all sorts of jock and studs went to. On any given night Mac knew he could find local college athletes, professionals, Marines, workout buds and other macho fuckers, all of whom were there to cruise each other�s built up bodies even as they professed to be scanning the room for
"hot pussy." As a group Mac knew he would never stand a chance of getting a stud back to his house, but like a lion hunting on the plain, he knew if he could separate one from the pack, no matter how butch and built, the guy would be eagerly sucking Mac�s dick an hour later.

Mac struggled into his favorite tight as shit pair of jeans. They were worn from years of wear and fit snuggly around Mac massive thighs, bubble but and huge basket. Mac knew that after a while his dick would chubb out a little, making his package seem even more impressive to the eager repressed horny straight boys at the bar.

The bartender at Referee�s knew Mac. He himself was a collector of dick hungry straight boys and never failed to smile when Mac came in showing off his awesome body. The bartender knew that there would be one less guy for him to cruise later on, but there were still plenty of guys who would be "really drunk" later on and beg to feel his cock up their little married jock asses.

Mac took his time, scanning the bar, checking out each guys build and attitude. He did not want someone wimpy, but at the same time he did not want a whiner. He wanted a dude who was built, solid, and who looked like he could take some punishment and keep coming back for more. The way Mac was feeling he knew this would be no quickie fuck in the parking lot (although he had done that many a time, usually in the guy�s car, being careful to spray his dick seed all over the guys car so his wife/girlfriend/buds would be able to smell the stench of man cum later), but an all night ball buster of a fuck. His dick needed to unload not just once but many times to makes sure his oversized bull balls were truly empty.

He needed a strong man whose ass could withstand the pounding Mac�s dick needed in order to unload. A jackhammer had less force than Mac�s hips when he really threw himself into a man fuck. And the straighter the guy the better the sex as far as Mac was concerned. Not just because it juiced Mac�s balls so to know that he was breaking some guy�s straight boy virginity but also because a straight guy would have feeling he�d never felt before as Mac�s donkey sized cop dick ravaged his virgin prostrate. It never failed to make a straight guys dick spray like a summer sprinkler when their prostrate got massaged for the first time. Mac�s couldn�t even keep track of how many guys he�d queered after they felt the joy of a massive dick fuck massaging their ass. Some had even gone as far as to beg their girlfriends to strap on huge dildos and fuck them; others just slunk around town, looking for macho stud dicks to fuck them silly.

Mac�s eyes adjusted to the dim lights in the bar and focused in on a short, powerfully built guy with a marine haircut. Mac�s dick plumped at the thought of nailing a Marine. He loved Marines, the butchest, straightest guys he had ever known, the quickest to turn into blubbering fuck toys at the first feel of Mac�s powerful dick tool. A good Marine would beat you senseless for even suggesting they were gay, but a good Marine would also ride your dick all night in the privacy of your bedroom. Something about being in top physical shape and being in the armed forces made a Marine an ideal fuck toy. They got off on powerful men using them, and Mac was more than happy to oblige.

 Mac went up to the bar to get a beer and keep an eye on his newfound prey.
"Howdy stud." Came the greeting from the Bartender.
"Hey Frank, how�s it hanging bud, still long and low?"
"Shit yeah Mac. Nice crowd here to night huh?"
"Yeah fucker, you know it. So many hungry asses, so little time."

"Damn right buddy. If ya got a second I got something I think ya� like in the back."
Mac gave Frank a look, but Frank just smiled. Mac and Frank had never fucked around, but Frank was a big boy, a bear of a man, not a cut and fit as Mac, but still big n burly.
Mac followed the bear of a man down the hall behind the bar, up to a non-descript door marked "private."

"My own private office Mac. Come on in."
Mac walked in behind Frank and let his eyes adjust to the almost dark room. To his surprise there was a leather sling in the middle of the room. And in the sling was a beefy stud that Mac thought he recognized.

"Yup, that�s right Mac. Meet this years-star linebacker for the University. Turns out mister football stud couldn�t pay his bar tab last night."

"Ain�tcha gonna let me down Mister bartender? I�ve done been here since last night, and you done fucked me four times already, plus the two times that yer barback did me. My ass is somethin sore, I need a break."

"Shut up fuck face, I told ya 24 hours and ya still got five hours by my clock."
The bound stud just groaned. Frank handed Mac a leather mask.

"Here bud, put this on, we�re filming the festivities as protection. I figured you might want to remain anonymous."

Frank gave a tug to one of the lines running from the sling. Mac smiled as the line tugged on the bound stud�s man tits, causing the footballer to moan loudly.
"Give him a good drill Mac. I�ll turn on the camera."

Mac slipped on the hood, but declined to take off anything else. He knew it would look hot with just him and his tight as shit jeans and tight white t-shirt. He pulled his rock hard ten incher out of his jeans and walked up to the roped stud�s head.
"Get it wet fucker."

"Shit mister, that fat fucker better not be goin up my ass. I�ll never be able to walk again."

"Sure ya will son, just a little bow legged. No quit yapping and start lickin!"
Mac grabbed the stud�s head and plopped his fat cock into the kid�s mouth. Really Mac�s dick didn�t need lubing up, his fat patrol dick was already drooling a ton of precum, but he liked to psyche out the guy he was about to fuck. And it worked. The kid struggled to fit the oversized dick into his mouth; his eyes alight with the fear and knowledge that the fat dong would soon invade his well-worn ass.

Once the kid, his face upside down since he was on a sling, had Mac�s huge dong firmly lodged in his throat Mac began to slowly face fuck the tied up stud. Frank gave Mac a smile and adjusted his rock hard cock trapped in his jeans.

"Have fun Mac, I gotta go back up front. Just leave the fuck in one piece when you�re done."
"Sure thing Frank. He looks like he�s enjoyin' it though huh?" Sure enough the kids All-American dick was fat n hard, sticking up from the tight belly like a rocket.
"Like that all day sucker kid? Like that power tool lodged in your throat?"

The kid just moaned as he tried to fit even more of the fat police baton down his throat.
"Here kid, let me help." Mac grabbed the stud�s two arms at the biceps and used them as leverage to force his dick further down the footballer�s throat. Pretty soon the kid was up to Mac�s short and curlies, sputtering as the cock blocked his mouth and most of his throat.

Suddenly the kid began to struggle a little and Mac�s dick began to shut off his airways. Mac just hung on, using the kid�s arms to pull the fuckwad�s face closer to his dick and balls.
"That�s it fucker, struggle for daddy. You�re makin my dick feel mighty good son. Shit yeah."
The boy began to panic now and his head began to feel lighter and lighter as his air ran out.

Then, just as the boy was about to pass out his cock let forth with a massive volley of university football player sperm. It rocketed out of his rock hard dick and hit the ceiling above him.

At the same time Mac popped his dick out of the boys mouth, slapping his face repeatedly with his massive stiff member. The kid took in a deep breath and sputtered.
"Fuck! Blhaaagh! Shit fucker, you damn near killed me with that thing!"
Mac went around to the other end of the boy.

"Naw shit head, I just gave you the orgasm of your life�"
The kid looked up at his still leaking dick. "Well, shit that was amazing�"
" Yeah, now�s the point when I kill ya!" Mac took the tip of his still rock hard dick and rammed it with out stopping up the kids abused asshole.

Despite having been fucked many times in the last 20 hours the kid was still not ready for the anal assault that Mac launched on him.

"FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK! Shit fucker you�re tearing me in two!"
"Take�.It�.Like�.A � MAN!" Mac yelled through gritted teeth as he drove his ten-inch police weapon home again and again. His balls were jumping and vibrating over-time as he gave the foul mouthed linebacker a hard driving policeman stud fuck.
Mac was like a jack hammer, pounding the kids ass until he was half getting off on the pain of his tree trunk thighs smackin the kids up turned ass. The kid meanwhile was turning into one big pile of boy cum, his cock, which had remained hard despite Macs spearing, vibrated and suddenly let forth a second load of cum. The spasms in the kid�s ass as his squeezed out the load gave Mac�s cock a wicked massage. Without warning Mac suddenly slammed the kid home as hard as he could as he felt his balls give up the seventh load of the day.

Even before his dick stopped spasming Mac plopped his prized bull cock out of the kids ass.  A long string of stud sperm swung between the two, linking them for a moment before the wad of cop spluge broke free and hit the floor with a load splack! Mac removed the leather mask as he stepped behind the camera�s range.

"Fuck mister, I ain�t never been dicked like that before. I think you�ve ruined me for other guys."
"With a tight man cock sucking ass like yours? No way boy, you�re a prize fuck toy. I oughta tell Frank to keep ya up here all damn weekend�" Mac gave the kid a wicked smile that only made the linebacker shiver.

Mac left the college stud half hard and probably in need of at least one more fucking, but Mac needed a beer and didn�t want to loose his evening�s other toy, the Marine. When he got upfront Frank gave him a huge shit-eating grin.

"Damn Mac. I almost gave up a load myself when I saw you and the kid." Frank pointed to a television monitor that hung behind the bar where only he could see it. Mac laughed and gave Frank�s ass a squeeze.

"Anytime you want the same bud you just holler!"
"Fuck Mac, I ain�t man enough to take that battering ram. I�d break down like a baby."
"Well Frank, part of ya likes the idea."

Mac reached down and gave Frank�s obscenely bulging cock a squeeze through the bartender�s tight jeans.
"Yeah Mac, watching you two got me hotter than hell. Mark!" Frank yelled across the bar. A small well-muscled man in his mid twenties looked up. "My barback" Frank explained to Mac.

"Get yer ass back here Mark, I need you to count glassware." Mac didn�t know what was going on, but from the smile on Mark�s lips glassware would not be involved.
Sure enough as Mac settled down on a barstool Mark went around the bar and disappeared beneath it in front of Frank. With in moments Frank had a serene smile on his face as he leaned over across the bar to hand Mac his beer.

"Yes sir, best barback I got. Great at relieving me when things get too full."
Mac laughed. "I bet. He your water boy too?"

"Sure Mac, he likes anything I got on tap as long as he can drink straight from it."
Franks arms suddenly went down behind the bar. He lowered his face and growled to the unseen barback." Get ready boy, here�s it comes." Frank looked back up, his face expressionless as he blasted his nut.

"Ahhhh shit Mac. That is better. Oh yeah. Clean up down there boy and put everything back. We got work to do."
Meanwhile Mac�s little Marine fucktoy was still on the otherside of the bar drinking and talking with his buddies. He was in a group of about five other well cut Marine; all padded with rock hard Marine muscle, just like Mac�s new object of fuck lust.

Mac�s Marine stood a head shorter than any other of his buds, but his muscle mass more than made up for his short comings. His bulky frame looked to Mac like the perfect size for a serious fucking.

Suddenly Mac heard Frank behind him
"How�s our little Marine fuck doin Mac?"
"His face says straight Frank, but his cute little ass says bend me over and take my cherry marine ass!"

"Shit Mac, better be careful, gonna be hard to separate him from his jack off buddies."
"Those nancy boys? Sheeeeet."
"Careful Mac, five Marines are even too much for your butch ass."
"Yeah, I know that Frank, I ain�t gonna fuck em all, although the thought is getting my dick all hard n horny. I just want the seven once bottle to take home and ruin. Fuck, Frank, I bet I don�t even need to take his ass home to get a load from those overstocked Marine Bull balls."

"I�d take that bet Mac, but I promised Mark�s I�d put him up in the sling once college boy got off at midnight."
"Shit Frank, don�t need no sling in a back room. I�ll pump that little stud right here on the main floor. Make him stain those tight ass blue jeans too."
"You�re crazy Mac, get yourself killed."

"Naw, leave it to me."
"What are we bettin?"
"Your ass Frank."
"Shit, and if I win?"

"You can take me big boy, but that ain�t gonna happen, so get your barback to get a dildo up that ass of yours in preparation. Oh, and I would keep college boy up in that sling a little while longer, he ain�t broke yet."

Frank gave a laugh, but inside he was nervous and turned on at the same time. Mac never lost a bet, and he was gonna ride that police daddies massive member before the night was over, he just knew it. He called Mark over�

Mac made his way across the large open bar area/dance floor slowly. He had a plan and it had to do with the Marine stud�s chest, more specifically his nipples. Even from across the bar Mac could see that the kid had killer tits. Proud little stubbly tits that stood up and brushed against his tight white t-shirt. Mac figured that like any good Marine the little stud would have at least a week or more worth of cream stored up in his balls, just waiting to get out. The kid would never be able to withstand some good old-fashioned tit play.

Mac carefully made his way around to where the Marine and his buddies where gathered around a pool table. The place was packed many people where watching two of the Marines play pool against each other. It took Mac only a moment to saddle up behind the short buff Marine. So many people were trying to watch the game of pool that Mac found it pretty easy to get it so his front side was molded to the Marine�s backside. The little fireplug was given off heat like a volcano. Mac could feel the electricity as his fully charged and erect dick, trapped in his jeans, strained forward to touch the Marines own jean clad butt. The young Marine turned his head to see who had pressed up against him, but instead of seeing who it was all he could see was the massive expanse of Mac�s gym built chest.

"Hey buddy, sorry about the intimate contact, this place is packed huh?" Mac looked down and gave the kid a teethy smile. The Marine smiled back. "Yes sir, sure is!"
Mac�s cock gave a little spurt of precum; he liked the Marine�s attitude.
"Mac�s the name."
"My friends call me thumper!"

"Glad to meet you thumper."
Mac let his hand fall casually on thumper�s shoulder. Before the Marine could say anything Mac pointed to the pool players.
"Your buds thumper?"
"Yes sir. The one on the right is practically a pool shark."
"Why ain�t you playing solider?"
"No good at it sir."

Mac let his hand slide down and rest of the Marine�s hip. No one was paying any attention to them, their eyes on the game, and even if they had they wouldn�t have been able to see much in the crush of people.
Before thumper could say anything about the hand on his hip Mac leaned down to the young buck�s ear.

"What�s a matter boy, don�t you have good stick and ball control?"
"What !?" The Marine tried to turn around but Mac just slide his hand further around, grabbing thumpers now rock hard cock and balls through the tight jeans. Mac had guessed right that the close contact of another body had made the horned up Marine get hard as steel.

"Stick and ball control boy," Mac said, giving the package in his hands  a good squeeze. "Keeping your mind on where your balls are and how to handle the cue stick so you don�t pop a ball off too soon."
Mac felt more than heard the moan coming from deep within the young Marine�s chest. Mac let go and removed his hand from the stud�s crotch and draped it casually over the Marines shoulder. He slightly brushed the kid�s left nipple. He felt the Marine moan again.

"Please, mister, I know whatcha doing and I ain�t your type. Just leave me alone or I�ll�ugnh�dammit mister�ungh!"
"Or you�ll what boy? Call your buds over? How�s ya gonna explain that huge boner to them huh? Or that wet spot I felt on your jeans." Mac was now pinching the nipple, feeling it getting rock hard under his control.

"Fuck mister, ungh, I can�t help it, unnhhn, I�m so horny I could fuck a goat�"
"No need for that little bud, Mac�s got plenty of cock for you to fuck right here."
"No way mister. Unhhhh, I , ohhhhh, I ain�t no fag."
"Never said ya was boy, what�s the matter, never taken your buds dick up the ass? Just to be helpful?"
"No sir!"

"First time for everything buddy."
The kid was clearly in another world now, they had migrated up to the front where a railing separated them from the pool game. The kids lower half was pressed against the railing, his rock hard dick was seeking relief by rubbing against part of the railing. Mac meanwhile was practically milking the boys left tit.

"Tell ya what boy," Mac said in the kids ear as his other hand went down to start needing the Marines muscled ass "see the TV up there, if I can get you off before the commercials are over and they return to the game I get to take you home. If not, I leave and no harm , no foul."

"Unnnnnnhhh mister, shit, I don�t think I can�"
"Deal or no boy? Want me to call your buds over now?"
"No, no! I ,unnnh, I can make it�for another, unnnnhhh, minute, ,ohhhhh, ungh, fuck, fuck, fuck, mister, that�s it, play with my tit, ohhhh�. Fuck, twist it. Twist it!"
Mac looked up beyond the TV and saw the remote camera blinking red, he hoped Frank the bartender was catching all of this now they the front of the Marine could be seen.
Suddenly Mac felt the kid�s whole body go stiff. The TV was showing a promotional spot for the network, about to go back to the game. Mac craned his neck down and stuck his tongue in the boy�s ear. Suddenly he felt the kid�s body shudder.

"Fucccccccccck" the kid grimaced through closed teeth. "Fuuuuuuucccccckkkk."
The game came back on TV.
"Damn kid, nice try, but your ass is mine. Meet me behind the bar in five minutes."
"Shit mister, what about my jeans, looks like I peed myself." Mac really wanted to make the kid parade around like that, but realizing where he was and wanting to get the kid home, he improvised. He took the kid�s bottle of Bud and casually drained it down the front go the Marine�s tight jeans.

"Damn! Sorry kid, come to the back and I�ll see if the bartender can get you a place to clean up." He said loudly enough for the people around them to hear. The kid�s face was red, not because of Mac�s voice, but because now several of the ladies around them were transfixed by the large 10 inch dick that was in bas relief down the inner thigh of the Marines wet blue jeans. Mac just smiled and thanked his lucky stars. This kid was going to be more than  a handful.

Mac made his way to the main bar, his ramrod stiff ten inch police prick leading the way, trapped in his too tight blue jeans. Many of the ladies in the crowd and more than a few of the guy eyed his powerful cop tool with an appreciative eye. But Mac had plans for his dick of death, and those plans were Frank the bartender.
Mac thought he saw the slightest look of fear in Frank�s eyes as he made his way up to the beefy bartender.

"So Frank, see the kid spluge?"
the bartender just nodded, his eyes transfixed on Mac obscenely bulging crotch.
"Well then bud, time to pay the piper. Let go in the back and give that trussed up college cock a show. Meanwhile Mark, when that young sperm bank of a Marine gets up here send him back. Oh, and pop a fresh video tape in Mark. I want plenty of visual evidence to show Frank�s gym buddies Monday morning."

Part Four
Going down the hall Frank walked ahead of Mac, nervously biting his lower lip.
"Saaaay Mac, you ain�t really gonna do this are ya? I mean, if this is all a joke then I can laugh�"

"You welchin on a bet Frank?"
"No."

"If you think my dick will hurt, wait until guys find out you welched."
"Fuck Mac, I won�t tell. Shit, you got that tight as hell Marine ass waiting for ya, why not just give him the extra load." Frank had turned around now and was facing Mac. Mac could see the real fear in his bud's eyes. Mac�s rock hard police dick saw the fear and gave a little jump as it pumped out a spit of precum.

"Cause Frank, just knownin how much you�re dreading this is gonna make me blast harder than the tightest ass. I�m gonna get off on your fear fucker."
"Fuck Mac, you�re a twisted fuck."

"Ain�t seen nothin yet bud, now get into your office. And get those jeans off."
Mac followed Frank into the back room where the college kid was still strapped into the sling. Mac noticed the kid�s cock was rock hard again.

The kid groaned. "Shit, not you again, I can�t take no more of that fucking tree trunk cock mister."
"Don�t worry all American fuck toy, I ain�t here to fuck you."
The kid craned his head around and saw Frank. His eyes went wide with surprise when he saw Frank strip his jeans off.

"You mean you�re gonna fuck�"
"Shut the fuck up kid!" Frank spat out. "He�s gonna do what he won fair and square, but don�t think I ain�t gonna take it out on your ass when he done!"
The kid swore, but Mac noticed that his rock hard college boy dick gave a little burp of precum anyway.

Frank mean while was standing naked. His hairy and muscular body glistening in the half-light of the back room. He was sweating, and biting his lower lip. But his nice big dick was standing full mast in anticipation of a good fucking.
Mac came up close and but his mouth on Franks ear.
"Fuck bud, you have got me so horny right now. I�m really gonna enjoy hearing you groan and beg for mercy."

"You�re a sick fuck Mac, boning a bud like this."
"If you ain�t up for it bud then why is your dick so fucking hard?"

Frank didn�t say anything, he knew why his dick was hard. Fear. Fear made Frank hot and hard. The first time he ever got hard was his first trip on a rollercoaster. He didn�t know what to make of his hard little boy dick, but by the next summer he had learned how to do some pretty special things with that hard dick. Still he wasn�t ready for the massive amount of cum that flew out of his dick when he went on the amusement park�s new triple loop coaster.

Ever since then Frank knew that he got off on fear. Friends thought he was a dare devil, but it was more complex than that. The first time he went skydiving he creamed in his jump suit as he was pushed out of the airplane. Rafting down the Colorado river had exhausted him, not from the constant paddling, but from the constant orgasisms he felt as he went down the river�s mighty rapids.

And now, he felt a chill in the back of his neck even as his rock hard dick was jumping around like it was on fire or something. And it was.

"Hurry the fuck up Mac. Shove that monster up my ass and get it over with."
"Not so fast bud, I want to savor this moment. Bet you never thought you�d be in the back of your bar about to get the shit fucked out of ya huh? Huh? I can�t hear you Frank!"

"No."
"No? No what?"
Frank turned around with an incredulous look on his face.
"Just fuck me Mac, I ain�t gonna be your boy toy." Mac smiled and gave Frank�s ass a mighty smack with his open palm.

"Shit Mac!" Mac smacked it again, and again.
"Damn, god damn fucker, okay!" SMACK. "Okay! No Sir!"
Mac stopped and smiled, leaned over to frank and whispered in his ear.
"That�s a good fuck toy."

Mac positioned his dick at the entrance to Frank�s ass. Mac�s dick was dripping precum like a leaky hose. He grabbed the base of his dick and began to rub the head of his slimy dick against Frank�s asshole.  Frank shuddered.

"Yeah, real good fuck toy." Mac placed the tip of his big policeman�s dick against the extra tight hole of his rugged macho friend. Then, with out so much as a hello finger, he gave a mighty grunt and shoved the head of his rock hard daddy prick right into Franks shit shute.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" Frank wailed as Mac simply pushed on, never stopping to let Frank become accustomed to the large fleshy invasion of his ass. With all his might Mac, grabbing onto Franks well muscled legs, pushed his mighty cum carrier up the unwilling stud beneath him.

"Shit Fucker! TAKE IT OUT! You�re Ripping me a part! UNGH!!" The last cry Frank gave as Mac felt the last inch of his ten incher sink into the depths of the pinned bartender. With a bear like grip he held fast to the struggling liquor slinger. He whispered calming words into Frank�s ear.

"Fight through the pain buddy, it gets better, believe me. A whole lot better." Mac was gently moving his cock in and out of Frank ass, just barely a half and inch each way, gently letting his rock hard copstick rub the man�s prostrate.

"Shit Frank you�re tight as fuck, milking my baby maker like no other cunt I�ve ever felt."
"Fuck you Mac, I ain�t no cunt."
"Now let�s get this straight Frank, you�re ass, mouth, heck, whole body is now mine, understood?" Mac waited for a response but Frank was silent. Mac shoved his rock hard cock all the way back in, hard!
"Understood?"

"Fuck! Yes."
"Yes what fuck toy?"

"Yes Sir!"
Mac then began to piston in and out of the abused barkeep�s ass like a locomotive trying to make the 8:05 run on time. All the while Mac�s filthy mouth was in overdrive as well.

"Fuck toy, Fuck toy, FUCK TOY! Shit you hard muscled fuck toy, milking my dick like you were born to do. Fuck Frank leave the boys to the pedophiles, I want a real man�s ass. All grown up and ready to get fucked. Man to I love breaking a real man like you, gets me off big time. There� ain�t nothing like taking an adult male who thinks he has the world figured out and then turnin his ass inside out. They go from cigar smokin homophobes to full on dick smokin cock pigs. The harder the dude the better it is. Why there ain�t a single hard macho fucker I haven�t broken in this town yet. Every high school coach, redneck pickup drivin muscle head, suited up fresh out of business school business man, they all get turned into dick sluts by me and I love it Frank.
And these fucks don�t know what hit �em either. Their whole straight macho life is turned upside down by my rock hard police cock. I love it when I get a guy in his own home too, where he feels safe. Maybe bend him over his own workbench in the basement while his wife is upstairs cooking dinner and shove my prick right up his last bit of virginity. Maybe his wife calls down and says she�s ready for dinner. He answers back as best he can with my tree trunk cock wedged up his ass.

But my favorite part is when I keep fuckin the guy, despite his pleas to hurry up, and his wife comes down to see what the hold up is. Fuck! Is she surprised to see he big macho husband bend over double rockin his ass back onto my power drill. They guy tries to stop or even get off my dog dick, but I just pull him back and increase my fuckin. I just smile at the wife while the husband tries to explain his way out. Nine times out of ten the wife gets so hot seein me pumpin her hubby she starts to finger her own cunt.

Damn Frank your as tight as a 15 year old virgin cunt. Feel my nightstick massaging your asshole buddy?"

"Unggh" Frank was in a horned out space now, his whole body had surrendered to the awesome feeling of getting fucked. Franks own massive and leaking dick was rubbing against the table, helping the zoned out, fucked out, dick out man to get his own rocks off even as his bud was violating his ass.

"Yeah Frank, only difference between a straight guy and a dick slut is one good hard dicked fuck. Married guys with kids are the best. I�ll be upstairs helping daddy install a smoke detector. Next thing he knows I got my dick out and in his ass even while his kids are down stairs playing video games. Had one guy couldn�t get enough of my cunt stuffer. I filled his ass up three times one afternoon and he still needed more dick. So I took junior�s whiffle bat and stuck the handle in up the guy�s ass, working it in and out under he shot the biggest load. Now he gets his wife to use a strap on.

I can queer anyone Frank. Had a truck stop pit boss call me a fag once cause of my uniform. Seems like he was threatened by the outline of my rock hard night stick in my breeches. I shoved that guy over a sawhorse, cuffed his hands and fucked two loads out of him right in front of his pit crew.

I love to fuck suburban dads too, get them so horned up they don�t know what hit em. Think they�re king of their castle, but I turn �em anyway, make em beg for daddy dick. What�s the matter Frank, your dick hard still?"

"Fuck Mac, gonna bust a nut asshole."

"I thought so stud. So am I, so am I. Get ready to get pregnant fucker, my red hot cop seed is gonna fill your belly. Here it comes slut!" Mac groaned as his dick exploded with his eight load of the day. Frank groaned as the 240 pound muscle cop landed again and again on his back: Frank�s own dick spewing rich dick cream like an exploding water cannon.

Mac and Frank�s bodies were both covered is sweat after the intense man to man coupling. Mac wiped his forehead as he forced his half hard dick back into his jeans.
"Thanks for the great fuck Frank. I�m sure your gym buddies will be happy to see this video Monday."

"Fuck Mac, that weren�t part of the deal!"
"Want is back Frank? Be at my house Saturday night. Shit fucker, your dick horney ass will be there even without the tape, but just to make sure�"

Frank looked down as he struggled to get his half hard dick back into his jeans and muttered under his breath. Mac just laughed.

Now Mac turned his attention back to the Marine he had milked earlier. Thumper was standing by the door, his eyes wide with�lust�fear? Mac couldn�t tell, but the muscled up marine�s jeans showed a rock hard cock at least. No rest for the wicked thought Mac.
"Hey Thumper bud, you ready?"

"Yes Sir" the marine answered quietly.
"What�s the matter boy, you scared of this dick?"
"No sir! What doesn�t kill me only makes me stronger, not scared, Sir!"
"Then I�d be scared shitless boy!" Frank laughed from across the room.

"Pay no attention to him Thumper, Mac here will show you a good time. Tonight I�ll make you a man in a way the Navy never can. Now come on lets go, I feel my balls fillin up even as we speak."
 
 

The two drove from the bar back to Mac�s house. Thumper was silent the whole way, he seemed nervous to Mac. Heck, after Mac�s last display of his fuck prowess who wouldn�t!

Mac ushered the marine into his house.
"Go into the back bedroom boy and strip. I�ll be there in a moment. Don�t worry buddy, I ain�t gonna hurt ya. In fact when this is all over and done with you�ll feel like a whole new man, not get in there and strip for daddy." Mac gave Thumper a smack on that deliciously tight ass to get him moving.

By the time Mac had come back to the bedroom with a beer in hand the young marine was naked, standing at attention next to Mac bed. No matter what Thumper�s eyes said (fear) or mouth said (straight) his dick was doing all the talking. The eight inch tube steak was standing straight out, as much at attention as the man himself. Mac grinned and let his ice cold beer can rest lightly against the marines right nipple. Thumper closed his eyes and let out a deep breath but didn�t say a word, although his dick bounced up and down madly.

"Why you horny little bitch." Mac said as he replaced the beer can with his pinching and twisting fingers. "What would your barrack buddies back at the bar do if they saw you now Thumper? I tell you what they�d do, they�d bend your ass over that bed and fuck you until you were raw, just like I�m gonna do. Man, they need to milk Marine asses more often, all you boys are so�.fuckin�horny." Mac put his should on the trembling body of rock hard man flesh and pushed him onto the bed.

"I gotta fuck ya like a woman tonight Thumper. I want to see your straight boyhood disappear from those blue eyes and be replaced by a new man hunger, a hunger for rock hard police dick." Thumper closed his eyes as his back hit the bed. Mac smacked the kid across the cheek.

"Keep your eyes open solider, I want you here 110% for this fuck, understood?"
"Okay."
Smack!
"What?"
"YES SIR!"

"Good boy Thumper. Now I ain�t gonna rape yer ass like I did Frank. He had that rough fuck comin to him, naw, I got somethin better for you."
Mac reached over and pulled a short black leather glove from his nightstand. An old duty issue glove. He applied some KY gel to the tip of the fuck finger and laid it against Thumper�s trembling asshole, now propped up in plain sight thanks to Mac flipping the young Marine�s legs over his own shoulders.

Mac�s other hand flicked the rock hard marine dick jutting out from Thumper�s groin.
"Fuck boy, nice fuck tool, you split open many cunts with that thing?"
"Yes sir! All the time sir!"

"Well son, next time you  split open a cunt, tell the girl you know� just� how� she� FEELS!" and with that Mac�s finger slid into the extra tight virgin hole of Thumper the Marine.

Thumper never made a sound, but his face scrunched up in pain and he closed his eyes. Mac used his free hands to gently open the lids back up.
"Come on fuck toy, pay attention." Thumper�s eyes shouted out in pain, but he continued to stay silent and still. Mac�s finger meanwhile was in heaven, making his dick get rock hard and start spitting little bits of pre cum out. This Marine�s ass felt tighter than any Mac could remember.

"Fuck boy, ain�t you ever even shit out of this thing? Man, my dick is gonna have a hard time getting up there. But don�t worry kid, it will." Mac jabbed his leather covered finger up the Marine�s hole a few times, carefully watching the kid�s dick jump and pump a load of pre cum each time.

"I�d say you�re ready kid. What about you?"
"I�m ready sir." Came the even reply.
"That�s the spirit boy, that�s the spirit."

Mac fished his rock hard cop cock out of his jeans and lightly greased it. Then with one fluid motion he placed the throbbing mushroom head against the boy�s hole and pushed. Mac grunted as he fought his way into the tightest hole he�d ever fucked. He was swearing and sweating, but the whole time the young Marine just sat there, sweating himself and his face set in a  grimace of pain, but never a word.

"Fuck boy, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ungh! Oooph!" Mac slowly felt his dick sink in, millimeter by millimeter as the super trained dick slid into the tight marine ass. Finally after ten minutes of grunting and groaning Mac felt his dick hairs brush up against the Marine�s. He was in, way in, in deep. Thumper was gasping for air, but had not made a sound, nor, remarkably enough, had his dick gotten any softer. There is was, throbbing hard against Mac�s belly as Mac savored the feel of tight straight boy ass around his babymaker.

Mac slowly began to move his ten incher in and out, in a small sawing motion. The marine gasped, but that was all. After a few minutes of this Mac discovered he was actually moving a couple inches in and out with each stroke. And Thumper was no longer gasping., but simply staring at Mac. Mac thought for a second Thumper might be mad or something, but he soon enough guessed the young stud�s game. He heard Thumper mumbling under his breath.

"I am not gay. I am not gay." Over and over while at the same time his dick was leaking like a broken faucet onto his belly as Mac saw fucked his ass. Mac gave an evil grin and began to fuck the boy a little bit, bottoming out as deep as he could, slamming his dick home just a little. Within minutes the result was: fireworks. Just as Mac had thought, the marine�s dick exploded with well trained Navy cum all over the boy�s stomach. Jet after jet of cream shot out, Thumper meanwhile chanting his anti-gay chant.
Finally after the last little bit of cum dribble out Mac stopped.

Thumper turned his gaze from the ceiling down to Mac.
"You done sir?"

Mac gave a chuckle, "Fuck no boy! I ain�t unleashed these balls yet. Listen here boy, look at me. Look at me! I ain�t here to fuck no doll, if I want to just get off I can jerk this police cock off anytime. I want to fuck! And I mean fuck! Get buck wild, fee off the fuck toy�s energy. Let yourself go son. I mean, look at your dick, see that white stuff dripping down the sides? That�s pure sex boy, pure fun, as much fun as a man can have. Men need to get off, and get off hard. Real men need to do it a couple times  a day, and do it hard. Most of the time there just ain�t enough horny women to do the job, so a guy�s gotta rely on his buds. Ain�t anything wrong with guys foolin around with each other. Face it buddy, me fuckin you don�t make you  no fag! You ain�t wearin dresses or redecorating are ya? Fuck no! You�re just getting off on another bud�s sex. Relax. Go with it, have fun. Any guy who calls you a fag just because you fucked with a guy is an idiot. Man to man sex is the best thing going, better than any drug, better than anything is. Now you ready to have fun boy?"

Thumper thought about it for a moment.
"You mean you don�t think I�m a fag sir?"
"Shit no son, just a fuck bud. Now I may get rough when I start to fuck, but that�s part of the fun kid. So let go and feel sex runnin through every cell in your body."
"Okay, I�ll give it a shot."

That was all Mac needed, his still rock hard dick slid almost all the way out of the Marine�s hole and then, WHAM! It plunged back into the root, causing Thumper to yelp out in surprise more than pain.

Not twenty minutes later the two were fucking like they had been fuck buddies for years.
 

"Fuck me Sir, oh God yes Sir! Use that big hard dick up there Sir, make me FEEL IT FUCK ME SIR!"

"Damn right fuck toy, beg for it, beg for it, milk my daddy cop dick!"
"Dick me harder sir, oh sweet Jesus dick me harder. See how hard my dick is cop? See it? I ain�t never been this horny on my whole life and I already came twice tonight."
"Fuck son, you are too tight, I�m gonna slam home a load."
"Do it fucker, I mean Sir!"

"Here is comes boy, HERE IT COMES�UNGGGGGH" Mac�s dick unleashed a massive volley of mature stud cream just as Thumper�s own dick got off another series of load shots.

A few minutes later the two emerged from their post-cum stupor, covered in cop and marine cum and plenty of real man sweat.

"Shit Thumper, you have the finest ass I ever did fuck, and I have fucked a few. What time you gotta be back on base boy?"
"0800 Sir."
"Okay, let�s go shower and come back and sleep a little. You got, what, three hours until then."

"What sir? We�ve been fuckin since midnight, you mean its 0500?"
"Just about kid, now up and at em."

The two worn out but muscled up studs soaped each other up in the shower, rinsing off all that sweat and cum. Thumper was fascinated by Mac�s large nipples and began to rub them softly.
"Hmmmmm yeah kid, feels nice. You like daddy�s tits Thumper?"
"Fuck yes Sir. Shit! I see that your tits are wired to you cock. Damn Sir, ain�t you ever get enough?"

"Yea son, I could get off again, but that�s okay, you need your sleep."
But the boy was already sliding down Mac�s massive body and plopped his newly hard cop dick into his mouth. Mac felt his tenth load since going to work building in his balls.

Thumper got back to base alright and Mac felt well drained enough that he only had to get off 5 times the next day. Thumper�s buds had seen him lave with Mac and wanted to know what happened. Thumper came clean, and to his surprise all of his buds thought it was cool. But that, as they say, is another story.