Kansas City quarterback Patrick Mahomes was heading home after the win against the Miami Dolphins. He was really excited. Maybe too excited. He was going twenty miles over the limit. It took him a minute to realize that there was a police car behind him. "Oh shit!" He said out loud. This would be his third ticket this month. "I'd better pull over." He pulled over and got his license and registration and waited for the policeman to get out of his car.
"License and registration please." The officer had a deep booming voice. Patrick looked in the direction the voice had come from. At first, Patrick's eyes were met by a bulge. "My eyes are up here." Patrick craned his neck to look at the officer. "Man, you're tall.... Officer." Patrick exclaimed. "It's officer dick to you. License and registration, please." Patrick couldn't take his eyes off the officer as he fumbled for his license and registration. "Here, sir." Patrick said as he finally handed the officer the things he'd asked for. Patrick couldn't help looking at the officer's bulge. "What's your name, officer?" Patrick asked. When the words came out of his mouth, Patrick realized how lame he sounded. "That was the dumbest thing to say." He thought. "He must think I'm an idiot."
"My name is officer Osiris Wood." Officer Wood said as he rubbed the bulge in his pants. "Well, my name is..." Patrick began. "I know who you are, sir." Officer Wood said. "You're Patrick Mahomes. Quarterback for the Kansas City Chiefs. Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment...." Officer Wood went back to his car. The man was in his car for, like, twenty minutes. When he got back, he had a big frown on his face. "Is there a problem, officer?" Officer Wood looked Patrick dead in his eyes and asked, "Dis you know you were driving on a suspended license?"
The look of shock was written all over Patrick's face. "I'll take that as a `no'." Officer Wood said as he wrote something down on the note pad, he carried with him. "Are you aware of how fast you were going just now?" "I was going the speed limit." Patrick said, defiantly. "No, sir, you were not." Officer Wood said. "I clocked you going ninety miles an hour! That's twenty-five miles over the speed limit!"
Patrick knew he was in deep shit! "twenty-five miles? Come on. You gotta be kidding me." He said. He looked at Officer Wood, who had a stern look on his face. "You're not kidding, are you?" "No, sir, I'm not kidding." Officer Wood said. "Can we talk about this?" Patrick asked. "Is there any way I can get out of this?" "Look, man, I can't just let this slide." Officer Wood said. Patrick couldn't believe the mess he'd gotten himself into. "My wife's gonna kill me." He said. "I think I may be able to help you out." Officer Wood said. "But, first, you gotta help me out." He said this as he caressed the bulge in his pants.
Patrick didn't know what officer Wood wanted him to do but, if it meant he might get out of a ticket, he was gonna be down for whatever. "How can I help you out?" He asked. "Step out of the car, sir." Officer Wood said. Patrick quickly got out of his car. "Put your hands on the hood of your car." Again, Patrick complied with the order. "Now, I'm going to frisk you, so please keep still." What officer Wood called frisking, Patrick (and most anyone else) would call groping!
Officer Wood's hands were everywhere. He first grabbed and groped Patrick's ass through his pants. "Man, you got a real fat ass." Officer Wood said. "Um... Thank you." Patrick said nervously. "Take your shirt off." Officer Wood said. "Why?" Patrick asked. "Cause I said so." Officer Wood said as he looked Patrick dead in his eye. "Um...Okay." Patrick said meekly. So, Patrick took off his shirt. Then Officer Wood reached out and caressed Patrick's nipples. Patrick tried to act like that didn't bother him but, Officer Wood knew the man was turned on!
Officer Wood took off his utility belt. Then he unzipped and unbuttoned his trousers. Next, he pulled out his dick. As he stroked the dick, he said, "Now suck on this dick?" Patrick didn't move a muscle. "Didn't you hear me, boy? I said suck this dick!" Patrick just stood there. Then Officer Wood gripped either shoulder and pushed Patrick down to his knees. "I said, suck this dick. Don't make me have to tell you again!"
Patrick opened his mouth and officer Wood shoved his dick down Patrick's throat. Patrick gagged on the dick several times. "Bet you've never had a dick this big down your throat, have you?" Officer Wood asked. He fucked Patrick's face for a good five minutes. "Mmmm. Nice hot mouth! Fuck! Damn, you're a good dick sucker." This was real humiliating to Patrick. He was a Superbowl winner but, right now, he was a dick sucker!
Officer Wood pulled his dick out of Patrick's mouth. Then he roughly pulled him to his feet. "Turn around. Face the car." "What else you gonna make me do?" Patrick asked. "I'm gonna make you take this dick!" Officer Wood said menacingly. Then he bent Patrick over the car. Patrick felt Officer Wood's big hands going into his pants. He jumped when he felt Officer Wood palming his ass cheek. "This nigga means business."
Officer Wood yanked down Patrick's sweatpants, exposing the fact that Patrick wasn't wearing any underwear! "Oh, you are a freak, aren't you?" Officer Wood asked him. Before Patrick could answer, Officer Wood slapped his ass hard. That got his dick stirring. "I wonder how deep that hole goes?" Officer Wood slid two fingers up Patrick's ass. Patrick's hole closed tightly around Officer Wood's fingers. "Damn, this ass is tight!"
"Spread them cheeks apart." Officer Wood ordered with a smile. "Wide apart!" Patrick spread his ass cheeks as wide as he could. "Look at that beautiful hole!" Next thing Patrick knew, Officer Wood rammed his dick up Patrick's hole. "AWW, FUCK!" Patrick cried out. SLAP! SLAP! "Shut the fuck up!" Officer Wood barked. "Take this big dick like a man!" Then Officer Wood reached around and fondled Patrick's soft nipples as he fucked him savagely. "Ooh, my ass!" Patrick moaned. "Take this dick, boy!" Officer Wood commanded. Patrick could feel his hole getting wider and wider.
What was really crazy was that Patrick's dick was rock hard! "I can't be enjoying this shit!" He thought to himself. "He's manhandling me like a little bitch. Then a smile came over his face. "Fuck me like a bitch." He said. "Fuck me deep!" "I knew you were just playing." Officer Wood said. "I knew you liked this big ole dick." Then he began to piston fuck Patrick's hole. "FUCK! GOD DAMN!" Patrick hollered. "MMMM! SWEET JESUS!" His body bucked, twitched, and, trembled as Officer Wood fucked him stupid!
Then, suddenly.... "I'M CUMMIN!" Officer Wood roared. Then he came in Patrick's asshole. Officer Wood dropped, at least, four loads up Patrick's asshole. "Can I go now?" Patrick said. "Not yet." Officer Wood said. Then, suddenly, he jumped Patrick clean out cold. When Patrick came to, he was butterball naked, and his clothes were nowhere to be found and neither was Officer Wood. "God dammit!" He cursed. "I can't go home looking like this!" Then he had an idea. "Maybe if I call my wide receiver on the team, Mecole Hardman, Jr, maybe he can help me out." So, he called his wide receiver. Mecole met him near an abandoned building. When Mecole saw Patrick, he couldn't help laughing. Then he quickly took a picture of his naked butt. "I got the clothes you asked for." Mecole said. He went to his trunk and pulled out a fresh new outfit in Patrick's size. Patrick reached for the clothes, but Mecole was quicker and snatched them before he could get a hold of them. "No, you know the deal." "Okay." Patrick said. Then Mecole bent over, and Patrick kissed him on the lips. "Now, the other end." Mecole turned away from Patrick and pulled down his sweatpants. "Kiss my ass!" Patrick kissed both ass cheeks and stood back up quick. "Before you put your clothes on, let me do something for you." Patrick looked at him strangely. "Let me suck that hard dick of yours." Patrick looked down. His dick was still hard. "Okay." He said with a smile. Mecole got down on his knees and began to suck Patrick's dick.
The End