On the Road

"On the Road"

Episode 9

It was a hot day to cross the desert country of New Mexico. I dressed in light, baggy shorts and a tank top, with sandals to completed the outfit. I left off the underwear, feeling especially casual and cool. It was a risk, but the heat called for strong measures to ensure comfort. The engine was running a little warm, so no air conditioning today.

It was only yesterday that I left the ranch, but in remembering the experience, I was feeling some internal conflict. 'Why was being tied up and ordered around such a turn on?' It clashed with my core beliefs, but I could not deny that it was a totally erotic experience. As I relived the adventure in my mind, that gentle stirring began in my balls, and I began to grow hard. Without even thinking about it, I slipped a hand down my shorts and messaged my growing erection and needy balls. To get more comfortable, I slipped my shorts down past my butt to gain better access. I was completely lost in the memory and fantasy of the cowboys.

I didn't even realize that I was driving on 'auto pilot' until I saw the red lights in the mirror. At first I expected him to pass him, but soon realized that the lights were for me. My erection was immediately gone, but my pants were below my knees. As soon as I shifted into park, I made a hurried attempt to pull my shorts up. I no sooner got them up that I saw the officer moving along side the vehicle. He wore his uniform like a second skin. The dark reflective sunglasses hid his eyes, but the total effect was very powerful. I was strangely aroused and scared at the same time.

"License and registration, please" was the first words I heard him say, in commanding but slightly friendly voice.

After I passed the papers and license to him, he responded "Please step outside the vehicle."

"What? Yes…sure" as I fumbled with my seat belt. When I got out, I noticed that his sunglasses were hooked in the shirt pocked. I could now look into his eyes of the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. All fear was lost as I looked into his eyes. He was Hispanic, with light brown skin, close cut hair, and a body of an athlete. I was immediately aware that I was not wearing much, and must have looked like a criminal trying to hide something as fumbled to pull my shorts back up.

"Would you please put your hands against the hood of the vehicle. For your safety and mine, I need to make sure you're not carrying anything. Do you have any needles or anything else I should know about?"

"No sir" was my simple reply. I had to remember to step one foot in front of the other as I was lost in his eyes. I could detect a change in his attitude, maybe it was my smile, or my boyish looks, but the tension definitely broke. Maybe I watched too much TV, but I spread my legs, and felt the hot desert air hit my testicles.

I felt his hands begin at my neck and shoulders, down my sides, my hips, to my ankles. By the time he moved upwards inside my legs, I could feel the stirrings of excitement. As he moved along my inner thigh, I was already hard. He may have thought it was a weapon, but his fingers moved across my dick with efficiency, but with a tenderness that was erotic. I could feel him lift my balls, and probe the empty space behind. As he finished, I turned around to face the officer.

"Where are you headed?"

"I'm on vacation, following Route 66 towards California."

"Are you traveling alone?"

"Yes, Just me and the RV."

"You were doing something when I approached the vehicle. Could you tell me about it?"

My face instantly blushed as I stumbled for the words "Well, I…er… wasn't completely dressed. I was trying to get my shorts pulled up."

"I see, would you please step to the rear of the vehicle as I check out your license?"

He followed him down the side of the vehicle. The sun was hot as I stood and waited. I sat on the bumper, trying not to get too nervous. I could feel the sweat soak into my shirt and shorts, and I desperately wanted a drink of water.

"Seems everything checks out, Josh. I stopped you because your license plate is about to fall off."

He pointed to the plate, and moved closer to demonstrate that one of the bolts had worked out, and the plate was swinging from the remaining one.

"Do you have any extra bolts or tools? We can fix this in a few minutes."

"Yes Officer Gonzales, I do. Let me get my tool box from the side compartment."

"Call me Mike. Loosing a license plate could ruin a good vacation."

I got the box out and laid it on the ground by the plate. I got down on my knees and began to rummage for a bolt, nut, and washer. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he was checking out my ass. That feeling of excitement began to build, and I knew that my erection must be very obvious.

"Here, I think this one will work" I said as I handed him the bolt and nut, brushing off the dirt and gravel from my knees, trying to casually adjust my erection. I pushed the bolt through the plate, but couldn't reach the back to screw on the nut. I had to get down on the ground, but with some effort, was able to make the connection. I was pretty sure I was giving him quite a show up my pant legs. Sliding out from under, I could detect some growth in Mike's tight uniform pants, down his right pant leg. If he weren't so tan, I think I would have seen him blush as we made eye contact again.

"You look hot, would you like a cool drink from inside?"

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm fine."

I wanted to build a conversation but was running out of ideas "Could you recommend a camping spot near hear. I'm about ready to stop for the day. I love this New Mexico desert"

"Are you interested in trains? There's a place off US60 where I like to camp. There's a spring near by that supports some tree growth. There is no power or water, but it's cool."

"Hey, that sounds nice. Could you show me on a map?"

"I'll do one better, I get off in another hour. Division headquarters is just ahead in Tucumcari. I'll change clothes and get my car, and I'll take you there. How about we meet at McDonald's for lunch, say at 2:00pm? Is right on the main drag, old Route 66. While you wait, you night drive around. There's a famous old motel , The Blue Swallow, which is real interesting."

"Sounds great, I'll see you at 2:00"

I watched Mike return to his patrol car as I put the toolbox away. I could watch that ass for hours. He waved as he pulled out leaving me there on the shoulder. I quickly got myself together, and prepared to meet Mike later. I had to get groceries, gas up, empty the holding tank, and fill the water tank. I wondered as I progressed if Mike was thinking the same things that I was. It was almost like I was developing a sixth sense about guy's interest in sex, almost like radar. Then I began to worry about following a virtual stranger out into the desert with no one in the world knowing where I was.

Mike was about 15 minutes late. He entered McDonald's dressed like a yuppie. He was wearing Docker shorts and shirt. His legs were as tan as his arms and face, and were thick with muscle. His smile was engaging, and those beautiful eyes found me.

 "Sorry I'm late. Tomorrow's my day off, so I stopped by home and got my camping gear. This is a place I like go when I've got the time. I hope you don't mind my tagging along?"

"No, not at all. In fact it makes me more comfortable being out there by myself. I already went to the grocery store, and I'm sure there is enough food for two." We enjoyed a quick lunch, leaning more about each other. I was all I do not to jump his bones right there in from of everyone. As we prepared to leave, I followed him into the bathroom, but those darn privacy shields kept me from seeing his cock.

As we neared the cars he said "OK, just follow me. It's about a one and a half hour drive from here. Hope that's not a problem?"

"Not at all, I've got a full gas tank, so I'm ready…lead the way."

Mike was driving a red sports car, which looked like it was made exactly for him. As we got further into the desert, I was beginning to wonder if we would ever find this place. Finally we pulled off US 60 into a small but beautiful oasis like grove, almost invisible from the road. Mike quickly got out of his car, and helped me park the camper, working to get it level and in the shade. I offered to help him with his tent, which he gladly accepted. When we were finished, we were both ready for a cool drink and a shady spot to sit.

I could see very little evidence that anyone else had ever camped here. I was beginning to feel safe and comfortable around Mike, especially in the isolated location. I needed to piss, and stepped behind a tree. I was ready to test the waters with Mike, but wasn't quite sure we were thinking alike. I was still wearing the same shorts, but had added underwear to be more respectable in town. I pulled them down, and enjoyed the fresh air on my dick. The release was pleasurable, but all too soon I had to stuff it back in.

"You know that I could arrest you for that!" he joked.

"For pissing! Come on, we're camping."

"The laws the law, now spread 'em" he said with a smile. When I took no action, he repeated the command, "Hands against the tree and spread 'em!"

"Yes sir, anything you say." I stood and put my arms against the nearest tree. I could hear Mike rise, and could feel him behind me. His foot kicked my feet wider. I was having fun, but was getting nervous by his tone. I soon felt his hands in that familiar way as he searched my body. He touch was more light and friendly, almost playful. When he neared my upper thighs, I was aroused.

"Earlier today, I detected a lethal weapon right about here. Oh, yes, there it is, but it's in a holster."

"I put them on so as not to get arrested for indecent exposure in town."

"As a police officer, it is my duty to check out all weapons. Permission to proceed?"

I was still facing the tree, but I could feel Mike slowly lowering my shorts. They quickly fell to my ankles. I had chosen to wear a sexy pair of white nylon bikini underwear, which he slowly lowered.

"Nice, now turn around."

I kicked my shorts and underwear off, and slowly turned. "Present arms" was my reply as I snapped to mock attention. I was already leaking pre-cum from the anticipation of this moment. I felt Mike softly grab my dick. I spread my legs to get more comfortable, and provide better access. His hands softly caressed my balls, and I moaned in appreciation. My eyes were closed, but quickly opened when I felt his mouth on my cock. It happened so quickly that I almost buckled at my knees. I leaned back against the tree as Mike began to suck me in earnest. I could tell that Mike was no amateur as he devoured my cock. He lifted my shirt to gain access to my chest. I lifted the shirt off, leaving me completely naked. It was weird, as Mike was fully clothed. I only wish he had on his uniform.

He suddenly released my cock, and blew a stream of air across the moist flesh. It sent a shiver up my spine. He went for my balls, taking one at a time into his mouth. I was struggling to keep my balance as he returned to my cock. He took it back in one swallow, and raised both hands to caress my nipples. The sensation was incredible, and I felt myself wanting to pump my hips. As if by instinct, I grasped his head, and began to fuck his face. In seconds I blew, sending cum deep into his mouth and throat. He didn't skip a beat, and took all of my cum. When I began to soften and feel too sensitive, he withdrew his mouth, and helped me to the lawn chair.

"Wow, that was incredible" was all I could say.

"When I first stopped you on the highway, I was suspicious of your movements in the front seat as I approached the door. When I saw those skimpy shorts, I had an idea what you were doing. When I frisked you and found you hard, I knew what you were doing. When you laid on the ground to fix the license plate, showing me everything, I knew that I had to have you. Knowing that you found me attractive only made me more determined. Mike then leaned across and kissed me. I flinched a little. He sensed my reaction.

"Is this new to you?"

"Well yes. I've had a few experiences. I don't know why it's easier to kiss a dick than it is to kiss the lips." This time I sought his mouth with my own.

Mike had obviously done this before as well. I never realized how erotic kissing could be. The lawn chairs were not adequate, so we soon found ourselves on the ground, not even enough thinking to find a blanket. At first Mike was on top, and I could feel his hardness on my thigh. I rolled us over, taking charge for once. While kissing, I began to unbutton his shorts, and pull out his shirt. I began to work my hand in his waistband of his underwear, which were red and sexy, just like his car. I was soon stroking his dick. With our lips only apart for seconds, I shifted his shorts and underwear down and off his legs. Mike next removed his shirt. We were dusty and dirty, but continued to kiss and writhe in the dust. We were both naked, dusty, and muddy where saliva or cum had stuck to our bodies.

I was anxious to suck his dick, but it was filthy, especially where he leaked pre-cum. I remembered the outside shower head on the RV, and motioned for Mike to follow me. He was confused as I opened the outside compartment, but smiled when he saw the shower. I even had some soap and shampoo tucked inside. I took the showerhead, and moved it over his body, completely rinsing his body. I next took the bar of soap in my hands, and began to lather his body. He lifted his arms to give me access. I especially enjoyed washing his balls and ass. I even stuck in a soapy finger to make sure he was clean.

 Mike was very aroused by my manipulations, and his erection was standing straight out, about 7 to 7 1/2 inches of prime manhood. His dark skin was something new to me. Mike next took the showerhead from me, and began to wash my body. It was very erotic and tender, and I melted at his touch, all that is except my cock, which was quickly recovering and would soon be at strict attention. His finger was gentle as he found my hole.

 I found several blankets in the motor home, and we spread them over the ground. Mike chose a spot at the top of the knoll, where the train track was clearly visible. By this time a magnificent sunset was before us, just like you might find in an expensive travel brochure. I felt a little vulnerable being naked out in the open. Mike set me at ease by showing me that we could not be seen from the highway.

We began with a tender kiss. It was then my turn to move down his body, finding his nipples. They became hard as I sucked them and then blew air across them. I enjoyed tickling his tummy with my tongue. I ignored his cock, but quickly worked back from his toes up to his balls. They were void of any hair, but were too big to take at the same time. Mike groaned in pleasure as I tugged and licked them. Instead of moving on to his cock, I moved instead to his ass. I positioned Mike onto his hands and knees and moved to assault his anus with my tongue. I spread the cheeks and slowly ran my tongue down the cleft. By the time I reached his rectum, Mike has lowered his chest to the blanket, allowing me total access.

It was a beauty to behold. I worked his ass with everything my tongue had left. I substituted my finger, allowing deeper access. When I found his prostate, Mike begged me to fuck him. I quickly rolled down the condom and applied the KY Jelly, brought along for just this purpose. I was ready to plow ahead, but stopped for the last seconds of the sunrise. Mike also lifted his head and watched. As the last rays disappeared, I moved forward to penetrate. I went slow at first, and finally slipped inside. Mike only needed a few seconds to adjust, and then began to push back against my strokes. I was really building close to orgasm when a train whistle suddenly startled me. I nearly lost my erection by the distraction and the awareness that the engineer could possibly see us.

 Mike flipped me onto my back when I hesitated. He waved to the engineer, and the horn sounded again. He moved his body above mine, and lowered himself down on my shaft. He quickly slipped inside, and I continued to hear the train as it passed. I pulled my knees up, and met his thrusts. His needy cock was between us, and in easy reach. I stroked it in rhythm to his thrusts. Just as the train moved past us, Mike paused, and gasped as he shot cum all over my face and chest. His orgasm increased the pressure on my dick, and I was soon filling the condom deep inside. Mike collapsed on top, and his cum squished between us. He slipped around, my cock still buried deep inside, and found my mouth. We were deeply engaged as I felt my dick soften and begin to slip out. I was afraid the condom would slip off, and gently held it in place as Mike lifted himself off and lay down beside me. I was trying to regain my normal breathing pattern, finding myself in total awe of the night sky above me. Mike moved near and cuddled in the crook of my arm, as the chill of the air became apparent. It was the bugs that finally drove us inside.

It seemed weird, but I cooked supper for Mike without dressing. I was a little self-conscious. Mike sat in the dinette, and helped prepare the salads. While waiting for the meat to cook, Mike stepped into the shower for a quick rinse. I did the same just before we sat down to dinner. Feeling a little playful as I put my toes under his balls. I realized that Mike has only cum once tonight and that it was his turn for more. We cleared away the dishes and prepared for some fun.

I turned down the lights, and made up the bed that was the dinette. I put on some music, and slowly eased my body down by his. He had only cum once, and was easily aroused. I half expected that he would want to fuck me, but was relieved when he wanted to just lie there and get blown. I worked him over with every trick in the book, and brought him to an intense orgasm. His taste was new and interesting, and I shared it with him in a loving kiss. In only minutes, we were both asleep, completely worn out.

After breakfast, he introduced the subject of sex. "Last night was one of my fantasies, to make love watching the trains. I'll never forget how sensuous it was. Is there a fantasy that you would like to live out?"

"I do have a few fantasies of my own. I know it's a little kinky, but I've always wanted to mess around with a cop. It's much too dangerous to do in real life, but are you up for some police action?"

"Yeah, just tell me what to do."

"Do you have your uniform with you?"

"As a matter of fact I do. It's not pressed, I was going to drop it by the cleaners tomorrow. I'll wear it, but only if you wear those skimpy shorts and shirt you were wearing when I stopped you."

Minus on the patrol car, we reenacted the scene from yesterday. When Mike tapped on the window frame with his nightstick, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was so excited about our little game that I was afraid that I might cum without any touching.

"Please step out of the vehicle!"

"Yes sir"

"Put your hands on the hood of the vehicle. Now spread you legs."

I felt him take my wrists, and before I could resist, he had me handcuffed them behind by back. He next patted me down, pretty roughly. As he manipulated my cock and balls, I began to leak massive amounts of pre-cum.

"I see you enjoy this. Like it rough, huh?"

"No please, take it easy. I'll cooperate, just don't hurt me"

 I was still had my face on the hood of the camper, as Mike removed my shorts.

 "I need to check for concealed weapons. This may be uncomfortable so just relax."

My head was on the hood, as I felt him finger my asshole. I could tell he had KY Jelly on his fingers, but he was still a little rough. In seconds, his finger had slipped inside. I next heard the zipper of his uniform fly. I could hear his rip the foil packed and then he rolled a condom down with one hand, as he held me against the hood. He stepped closer and I felt the zipper teeth on my ass, as well as the head of his dick against my rectum. I pushed back against him to aid the penetration.

 "I see you want to get fucked. Your boy pussy is begging for it. This will teach you not to speed in New Mexico."

He was pretty aggressive as he fucked my ass. There was no sweet-talking as he continued to thrust sharply. I tried to relax against the vehicle, but could not find a comfortable position. I was ready to stop when I felt Mike's thrusts speed up, then suddenly stop. He lunged once more, and I knew he filled the condom deep inside. He continued the game as he threw the used condom onto the ground, and pushed me down on my knees to lick him clean. I could really get into this, but he soon pushed me away and stuffed his cock away and zipped his uniform. He removed the handcuffs, and instructed me to get behind the steering wheel. My last view was in the mirror as he disappeared behind the camper.

I moved around and stood in the camper, just in time to see Mike entered the camper door. He had a big smile on his face, and I knew that we had just lived out his fantasy, not mine. Seeing him all dressed in uniform got my juices going, and I again dropped to my knees and fished out his wet cock. I worked it into my mouth, trying hard to return it to full glory. Mike spread his legs and leaned against the counter, as he slowly became erect.

It was a real turn on for me, sucking off this cop in full uniform. The only thing better would have been to be beside the highway in full daylight. Using only my mouth and fingers, I was able to coax one more orgasm. I found myself hard, not having cum yet. Mike and I changed positions as he found my hardness, and took me in his mouth. This was my fantasy, getting sucked off by a cop in full uniform. Mike made frequent eye contact, smiling with my dick between his lips. He slowly undressed me, and made love to my body, leaning against the kitchen counter. I was begging for relief as he brought me off with his mouth, and a quick finger into my already loose ass hole, finding my prostate. I was too weak to stand when my first gush of cum hit his tongue. He let the remainder land on his face, and drip down on his uniform. I sure hoped he had a good dry-cleaner, one who doesn't ask questions.

 The remainder of our time together was spent watching trains, and walking the nearby desert. Alone and isolated, we were able to touch each other in ways that could get you arrested in public. When we finally left the campsite, we were drained of all sexual desire. There was a note of sadness, as I once again left a lover behind.

P.S. I really like to hear from readers who enjoy the story. It might be your own fantasy, you may have had a similar circumstance, or you may have jerked off while reading it and want to tell someone. My e-mail address is riverrat56@qni.com