Cop a Feel
Fiction by Greg Stevens
This is a work of fiction. All names and places are fictitious.
Cop a Feel -- Chapter 1
I glanced at the clock on the dashboard as I pulled out of the driveway for work. It read 6:15am. I was 15 minutes late leaving the house. Normally this isn't terrible, but traffic would be a nightmare and I would have to take backroads to make up the travel time. I made multiple turns through neighborhoods instead of freeways, winding my way towards the office.
I was already in a foul mood as it had been a while since I had any dick or ass, and it began to make me increasingly frustrated. I had been married for over 15 years, but my wife and I stopped having sex many years prior. She had medical issues and sex was unpleasant for her. "Fuck" I said aloud how can you just turn sex off? As annoyed as I wanted to think I was, I really wasn't. I had started exploring sex with guys, something I always sort of thought about even before marriage and realized I liked it much better anyway.
As I drove, I began to think about my buddy Jonathan. We met online a couple of years prior and hit it off. We would get together once or sometimes twice a week. Jonathan was in the military and on more than one occasion we had sex while he was in his uniform. Something about a man in uniform that really excited me. Unfortunately, Jonathan was relocated out of state and that ended some of the best sex I ever had.
As I drove, I reached between my legs and felt my dick getting hard in my wool trousers. I thought about how great Jonathan's mouth and ass felt on my cock. I was so lost in my fantasy that I didn't immediately see the lights from the police car behind me. "Shit, that's all I need" I hissed under my breath. The area was pretty wooded and there was little to no traffic on the 2-lane road. I pulled off the road onto some gravel and grass hoping he was just going to pass me by.
I took a deep breath as he pulled his vehicle in behind me, lights flashing. I tried going through what I might have done wrong. I waited patiently looking through the side mirror trying to figure out what he wanted. Finally, I saw him step out of his vehicle. It was still pretty dark, but I could easily make out the cop in his uniform as he approached. As nervous as I was, the look of his swagger as he approached, excited me, and made my already hard dick swell harder in my slacks.
"Good morning officer" I said trying to remain calm. I had my hands on the steering wheel to indicate I wasn't a threat as he approached my window. "Registration and drivers license" he said in a plain voice. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked. "Registration and drivers license" he said in a sharper tone. I reached for the registration then fished out my drivers license. With shaking hands, I reached out of the window to hand them to the officer.
My eyes met his black trousers and the thick black belt with the gun holster on it. Then up the dark starched, fitted shirt and tie. The cop was also wearing one of those thick black leather jackets and leather gloves that you more often see on motorcycle cops. Finally, my eyes fixed on the officers face. "Oh fuck" I said to myself, and my dick jerked in my pants. This guy was fucking hot! He had a young handsome face and I assumed he was no more than his mid to late twenty's. He had a mustache that was sexy, but definitely looked as if he was growing it to make himself look older.
The officer took my driver's license and registration and headed back to his vehicle without saying another word. Again, I peered through my side mirror but this time to check out his ass in the tight slacks as he walked away. I was so horny I couldn't help rubbing myself. "Sir" the officer said, startling me. I was rubbing my hard dick in my slacks and hadn't realized he had already come back to the car.
I turned to face him, and I could feel the heat rising up in my face. "Can you please step out of the car" he said in a strong, firm voice. Now panic came over me. What had I done? What did he think I had done? "Why?" I asked. "Sir, please step out of the car" he said again in an elevated voice. I reached for the door handle and slowly opened the door, then stepped out. As I did, I noticed that we were about the same height. I estimated he was 5'10 about two inches shorter than me.
"Are you carrying?" He asked. "What?" I replied not sure what he meant. "Do you have a gun on you?" he asked. "No. Absolutely no." I said vehemently. "Please turn and face the car and put your hands on the roof. Spread your legs" He ordered. I did as I was told and soon, I felt the leather gloved hands of the cop running up in front of me and over my chest and down my abs.
As his hands slid down my torso, I realized I should be nervous, but it was all just adding to my excitement. The officers moved down and began checking my lower legs, placing a hand at the bottom of each leg before working his way up. A prickle ran through my body as I realized he would be able to feel my hard dick snaking down my leg. Sure, enough seconds later his hand touched the outline of my cock. He slid his hand over it, then moved off not saying a word, however a moment later his hand was back re-examining the hard mound.
It felt as if he had moved in closer and his body was now gently touching mine. So close that I could feel his leather jacket against my body. So close that I could smell his leather jacket. Then both hands went back to my hardon, and I got the sense he was spending more time feeling it then was required. I let out a very low involuntary moan as he continued to investigate my hard cock. Warmth was coming off his body against my back as the leather gloved hands continued to frisk me.
I thought I heard the cop taking a deep breath as he finally removed his hands. I stayed in place with my hands still on the roof of the car. "You are free to go" the officer said handing me my drivers license and registration back. I turned to face him, and our eyes met for a moment. I felt like he was going to ask a question, but then he looked down at my crotch, then quickly looked away.
"You are free to go" he said and walked back to his car leaving me trying to understand what had just happened. My dick was throbbing hard as I got back into my car. I could feel the precum that flooded my shorts as I drove to my office. I should have been upset and angry about the stop, but instead I was left feeling even hornier than when I left the house.
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