Flo Rida checked his Rolex watch for the umpteenth time. It read: 12:30AM. "Where is he?" He thought to himself, not for the first time tonight. He was about to go back into the studio when he heard "BEEP BEEP!". Flo Rida turned and saw a black BMW. He walked over to the car. The windows were tinted, so he couldn't see inside. Then, suddenly, the windows rolled down. LL Cool J stuck his head out the window. "Are you ready for this?" LL asked. "Yea." Flo Rida said. "Alright," LL said. "Then, get in." LL opened the passenger side door and Flo Rida got in. "Where are we going?" Flo Rida asked. "To fulfill your sexual fantasies about me." LL said, with a wink and a smile. Flo Rida started to grin from ear to ear. He couldn't wait for his fantasy scenario to begin.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the "Playroom". "What are we doing here?" Flo Rida asked. "Remember how you said you had a cop fantasy about me?" LL asked. Flo Rida grinned at the thought. "Well, we are gonna fulfill that fantasy in here." They walked into the building. After about ten minutes, "I'm here to pick up Tramar Dillard." LL said. The captain came from behind the desk and said, "Follow me." He followed the captain to another room. Flo Rida was dressed in a Versace suit with alligator shoes. "Be careful with this one. He's a real tough hombre." LL walked over to Flo Rida. "Stand up." He said. "I've got to put these cuffs on you." Flo Rida did as he was told. LL slapped the cuffs on him. "Let's go." LL lead Flo Rida to the elevator. "Once we step through these doors, the fantasy begins." The two men stepped inside and closed the door. The room was painted gray. It had a mirror on one side of the room. There was also a metal table and metal chair. "Sit down." "I ain't gotta do shit, pig." Flo Rida said. "He's really getting into character." LL said to himself. He walked over to Flo Rida, nose to nose, and said, "You'll do as I say." "When you gonna take these cuffs off me, pig?" Flo Rida asked defiantly. LL slapped Flo Rida in the face. "The name is officer Smith." LL said, with a wink. Flo Rida looked at LL. "Yes, officer Smith." Flo Rida said. "Now, I'll take off those cuffs." LL said. "First I gotta search you. Get against the wall."
Flo Rida slowly walked over to the wall. LL pushed him forward and said, "Hurry up. I don't have all day." Flo Rida got to the wall. As soon as he got there, he felt LL's big, strong hands all over his body. He almost came on himself right then and there. LL took out a pocket knife from his policeman's belt. "What are you gonna do with that?" Flo Rida asked, sounding a little scared. "Just don't move and you won't have to worry about it." LL said menacingly. LL started cutting off Flo Rida's three-piece suit. He started with the jacket. He slit it from the back, splitting it in two. "Why did you have to go and do that?" Flo Rida asked. "I was gonna go to dinner tonight." "Keep talking and you may be going home with this lodged up your ass." LL said, grinding up against Flo Rida. Flo Rida wasn't sure if LL meant his dick, or the pocket knife. LL tore the jacket off Flo Rida's back. Then he went to work on the dress shirt. Pretty soon, Flo Rida's jacket and dress shirt were in shreds in a corner. LL licked his lips when he saw Flo Rida's bare chest. He tried to keep his composure. "Be patient. Good things come to those who wait." He thought to himself. He went to grab at Flo Rida's belt, but Flo Rida tried to squirm away. "Stop squirming." LL warned. He unbuckled the belt and tore it from Flo Rida's body. Flo Rida really tried to struggle now. He knew what might happen if LL managed to get his pants off. He was struggling so hard, he fell to the ground. Luckily, LL was able to grab him and slow down his fall, so he didn't hurt himself.
"Thanks for making it so much easier for me." LL said with a sneer. He pulled off Flo Rida's shoes and dress socks. "You're almost ready for your interrogation." Flo Rida tried desperately to scoot away from LL, but, because his hands were still handcuffed behind his back, getting away was gonna be difficult. "Now, let's see what goodies your pants are hiding." LL straddled Flo Rida's legs. "Get off me!" Flo Rida growled. LL ignored Flo Rida, reached down and un buttoned his pants and yanked them down and off. LL whistled loudly when he saw the underwear Flo Rida was wearing. It was a pair of black boxer briefs with red lips all over them. "Those are some sexy under wear you got there." LL said, grinning from ear to ear. "Too bad your gonna lose them in a second." He reached down and grabbed the boxers from the back. RRRRIIIIIIIPPPP! LL had torn the boxers off with his bare hands. LL stood up and looked down at Flo Rida. Flo Rida was now naked and helpless. Yummy!
He turned Flo Rida onto his stomach. Now that the boxers were off, LL could get a good look at what they were hiding. Flo Rida's ass looked plump and juicy. LL knelt beside Flo Rida's ass and gently caressed his ass cheeks. "Get off me!" Flo Rida growled. He tried to turn back over onto his back, but, LL refused to let him. LL straddled his back, making it impossible for Flo Rida to turn, or even move at all. He gave Flo Rida's ass cheeks a healthy squeeze. Flo Rida tried, again, to get LL off him, but it was no use. LL just wouldn't budge. SLAP! LL's hand slapped the shit outta Flo Rida's ass cheek. "OUCH!" Flo Rida growled. SLAP! SLAP! He felt LL as he kept slapping him on his ass, turning Flo Rida's ass a few shades darker. "I just can't wait to get up in this ass." LL said. Secretly, Flo Rida couldn't wait either. Just the thought made his dick start to get hard.
LL cool J roughly turned Flo Rida onto his back. He gently pinched Flo Rida's nipples. "Get.... Off.... Of.... Me!" Flo Rida tried to protest, LL ignored his protests. He continued to fondle Flo Rida's nipples. "Does that feel good?" LL asked. Flo Rida bit his lip, trying to be strong. It wasn't working, however, and LL knew it. "You don't have to say a word. Your dick is telling me all I need to know." Flo Rida looked down at his ten-inch monster. Sure enough, his dick was standing at full attention. LL reached down and started stroking Flo Rida's dick. "Mmmm." Flo Rida moaned. While he stroked Flo Rida's dick with one hand, he started unbuttoning his police shirt with the other. Flo Rida looked intently as LL removed his shirt. Underneath his shirt, LL was wearing a white wife beater. Flo Rida couldn't help but to admire LL's muscles as they glistened in the light. A gasp escaped his lips. LL continued to remove the rest of his uniform. He took off the belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He let them fall to the floor. Flo Rida was amazed at how muscular LL's legs. "Now, that's just crazy." He thought in disbelief. LL was wearing a pair of leather bikini briefs. The last thing he removed was his socks and shoes. "Now, you're gonna suck on this dick." LL said. Flo Rida couldn't believe the size of LL's dick. It was the size of a damn beer can! Flo Rida wasn't sure if he could even get all of it in his mouth. He knew he had to try though. LL looked like he was serious! LL shoved his dick down Flo Rida's throat. "And, you'd better not bite me, neither." Flo Rida started sucking on LL's humongous dick. "Yea, that's it. Suck on this dick. Get it nice and wet." Flo Rida nearly choked on LL's big snake. He gagged several times. LL grabbed Flo Rida from the back of his head and forced him to swallow his dick down to his pubes. "Oh, yea, boy. That's it. Yea, suck this black New York dick." Slobber dripped from Flo Rida's dick as he continued to get LL's dick wet and slick. "Good job, boy. You got a hot mouth. Now, give my balls a tongue bath." Flo Rida sucked on LL's balls until they were nice and wet. "Oooh, Yea. That's it. Make it nice and wet for me." LL was in heaven! He had never had his dick sucked like this before. "This feels damn good." LL thought to himself. "Now, get over the table." LL demanded. LL pushed Flo Rida in the back, causing him to lean across the table. "I said move!" LL barked. "Don't make me lose my patience!" "Watch it, pig." Flo Rida said defiantly. "Oh, you still have some fight in you, do you?" LL said. "I got something for that." LL walked over to one corner of the room. Flo Rida could see a bag that that was sitting on the floor. LL picked up the bag and placed it on to the table. LL started removing items from the bag. He pulled out a paddle, a leather belt, and a vibrating dildo. "What are you gonna do with that?" Flo Rida asked. "I think you know exactly what I'm going to do with these things." LL said with a wicked smile. Flo Rida was a little nervous. He was beginning to rethink his fantasy!
LL looked at each item carefully. He really wanted to make sure he used each item to its full potential. He decided to use the belt first. "Hey, Mr. Dillard. I have a question. When was the last time you got a good ass whoopin'?" LL asked, smiling evilly. "Oh, hell no!" Flo Rida said backing away from LL. He backed up against the wall. "You ain't touching me with that!" "Oh, I'mma do more than touch you with this. Now, come here and take this ass whoopin like a good little boy!" Flo Rida looked every which way for an escape route, but could find none. "Alright, you win." He walked over to LL. LL helped him across the table. He lay there waiting for his fate.
He didn't have to wait too long. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "OWWWW!" Flo Rida howled ass LL tore into his ass as if he had really done something wrong. WHACK! WHACK! "DAMN, Nigga! You're tearing my ass up!" Flo Rida's ass was on fire. "Just giving you the ass whoopin' you deserve." LL said. "Besides, when my gets up in you, you'll really know what ass tearing is all about."
LL put the belt away. He grabbed the paddle. It was wooden with metal pieces on one side. He decided to use the side with the metal. WHACK! Flo Rida's eyes bulged out of his head. "FFUUCCKK!" He screamed. "Yea, that's it. SCREAM!" LL taunted. He was really enjoying himself now. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! LL looked at Flo Rida's ass. It was now several shades darker. "I surrender." Flo Rida said. "Please...No more!" "You gonna do as I say?" LL asked him, grabbing him by the ear. "Yes." Flo Rida said softly. WHACK! "What did you say?" LL said. "I can't hear you?" "Yes!" Flo Rida said. WHACK! "What was that?" LL demanded. "Yes...SIR!" Flo Rida said, finally. "Now, that's a good boy." LL said. "I don't want to have to remind you who's in charge again!"
"I'm gonna take these cuffs off." LL said. "If you try to escape, you'll regret it." He quickly took off the cuffs. Then he roughly bent Flo Rida across the table. He started playing with Flo Rida's bubble butt, roughly squeezing his cheeks. "Ouch!" Flo Rida hollered. "Shut up, man." LL barked. "You know you like this." A truer statement was never spoken. As LL kept manhandling his booty, Flo Rida's dick got harder and harder. Flo Rida had to bite his lip to keep from crying out with ecstasy.
LL grabbed a chair and sat behind Flo Rida. Then he buried his tongue deep in Flo Rida's ass, causing him to cry out. "OH MY GOD!" He cried. Flo Rida's body shivered as LL's tongue darted in and out of his ass. "Damn it, L!" SMACK! LL's hand stung Flo Rida's tender ass cheeks. "Hush!" LL demanded. Flo Rida did his best to obey, but it wasn't easy. His body was experiencing pleasures that he had never known. He felt his dick getting rock hard. He reached down and started stroking it. "Mmm." He moaned. Meanwhile, LL continued to work over Flo Rida's asshole with his tongue. "SHIT! DAMN!" LL stopped for a moment. Flo Rida thought he was done, so he tried to stand up. "Where do you think you're going?" LL asked menacingly, pushing Flo Rida back across the table. "I'm not done with you yet." He continued to tongue fuck Flo Rida's ass until...
"FUCK ME!" Flo Rida screamed. "I can't take any more! Please!" LL Chuckled devilishly. "Whatever you say." LL said. "First, tell daddy how you want it." "Hard and rough." Flo Rida said, desperately. "Get on the table, on your back." LL said. "I'm gonna give you what you've been asking for." Flo Rida did exactly what he was told. LL put Flo Rida's massive legs over his shoulders as he drove his dick up his asshole. "HOLY SHIT" was all Flo Rida could say. "LL's dick is the mother fucking truth!" The deeper LL went, the more Flo Rida felt it. When LL thought that Flo Rida was comfortable with his dick inside him, the real fun began.
LL began to long stroke Flo Rida's ass, making him moan loudly. Flo Rida bounced up and down on LL's dick like he was riding a pogo stick. "Is that all you got, officer?" Flo Rida taunted. "No, that's not all I got." LL said. Then he slammed his dick deep up Flo Rida's ass. Flo Rida let out a gasp. "Oh damn, I'm in trouble now!" He thought. Sure enough, he was very right about that. LL started to piston fuck Flo Rida. His slammed Flo Rida causing his body to bounce up and down uncontrollably. "How you like me now?" LL asked with a smirk on his face. Flo Rida had absolutely nothing to say. His body and mind were in total euphoria. "Play with my nipples." Flo Rida reached up with both hands and started caressing and rubbing his nipples. This really made LL hot. He fucked Flo Rida even faster and harder. The sex between the two men was intense. Pretty soon, both men were covered in sweat.
After about twenty minutes, Flo Rida screamed, "I'M CUMMIN'!" Sure enough, his dick unloaded like and AK-47. Seeing Flo Rida cum like this made LL's balls churn. Pretty soon he was ready to cum. He quickly pulled out of Flo Rida. Then he straddled Flo Rida's chest. Before he knew what was going on, Flo Rida's face was covered in cum. LL got off the table. "Get up!" LL ordered Flo Rida. Flo Rida was still sore from being fucked good, but he did his best to comply. LL got a pair of shackles from under the table. "Give me your hands," "Aren't you gonna let me get dressed?" Flo Rida. "NO!" LL barked. Flo Rida gave him his hands, reluctantly. LL put the shackles on Flo Rida's wrists and ankles. Then he put his own clothes on. Then he took Flo Rida (still butt naked) to a holding cell. Several "prisoners" were waiting for their "cops". When the saw Flo Rida naked, they whistled lewdly. LL led Flo Rida to the middle of the room. He looked up and saw a metal hook. LL tied Flo Rida's wrists above his head, to the hook. He slapped Flo Rida on his ass and said, "He's all yours fellas. Have fun." Then he walked out of the cell, leaving Flo Rida to the mercy of the "prisoners".
THE END