(This is a fictional story, a sado-masochistic fantasy. It does not reflect on the real nature of British police forces, and I've never heard any evidence that they have gone to the extreme lengths described in this story. However they used to be very homophobic.
My partner, when homeless in London and living as a rent boy, was sleeping rough near the Royal Festival Hall and was awoken by a policeman in uniform who ordered my partner to give him a blow-job or be arrested; presumably for prostitution and vagrancy. This sounds like a fantasy come true, but my partner said it was anything but. On another occasion he was arrested in a public toilet with another man, and when he protested they weren't doing anything the police said: No, we know you weren't, but if we hadn't come in when we did you might have done something.' They then framed them both with false evidence. On yet another occasion they arrested him in a public toilet along with his best friend, another rent boy, and accused them of picking each other up. It was ridiculous; they'd lived together for years as sisters' and never had what was then known as `tootsie trade'. They had no need to go to a public convenience if they wanted to have sex together, as they often shared a bedroom.
I was once arrested for an offense in a public toilet (there were no gay clubs to go to then in UK which allowed sex on the premises and it was illegal to even proposition another man for sex) and in the police station, when I mentioned my rights, I was told I had none and was threatened with being beaten up by the police.
This story just takes these incidents to the extreme, and turns them into a sexual fantasy, part of which I have acted out with a young man dressed in a police uniform. I have also given a uniformed policeman a blow-job in a toilet. See `Glory (Hole) Days' under Encounters on this site for this episode. Another two policemen who caught me loitering in a toilet with a glory-hole in it said I needed a good fucking, but sadly they never obliged. The British police are now much more tolerant of gays, and the law now allows gay sex clubs, pornography, etc.).
End of introduction, so now read my fictional story:
It was in the late 1980s, long after the 1967 Sexual Offences Act which supposedly legalized male homosexuality in Britain (lesbianism had never been outlawed because Queen Victoria refused to believe it existed or that women would do such things!) The 1967 Act only made homosexuality legal if not more than two males over the age of 21, neither of them in the armed forces, found themselves alone in a locked bedroom with nobody else present anywhere else in the house, apartment, mansion, castle or palace. It could be a 200 room mansion, but if someone was present in one of the other 199 rooms, you could be arrested. This law made all gay clubs which allowed sex on the premises illegal.
It was also illegal to proposition another man, either by approaching him in a bar, a gay club or in any public place, or by putting an advertisement in the press. Like prostitution, the act itself, if under the circumstances described above, was not illegal, but any possible way of prostitute and client meeting or two men meeting and arranging to have sex, was illegal. The charge for smiling at or flirting with another man in a gay bar, etc. was `importuning for an immoral purpose'.
So when I was arrested in a public toilet which I had just gone into for a genuine purpose, I knew I was in trouble. I had a police record for `indecent behavior' as homosexual acts were described in law at the time, having been arrested in cruising grounds and public toilets before. But this time I was completely innocent. There was one other person in the toilet, a lad of about 18, but he was right the other side from where I was standing. We were both arrested, and I, being 22, was accused of corrupting a minor.
We'll throw the book at you this time,' said the arresting officer at the police station. That boy is under-age, so that makes you a child molester'.
Hang on a minute,' I protested. In the first place, we weren't doing anything. He was nowhere near me. In the second place, if he's 18 as you say he is, then that makes him just 4 years younger than me, and old enough to die for his country in a war. Hardly a child, surely?'
`Don't get cocky with us, son!' sneered the young policeman.
`I know my rights, and I demand to make a phone call to my lawyer,' I said defiantly. I was fed up and wasn't going to take any more crap from the boys in blue.
There was another young policeman in the room, and he feigned a punch right into my face, but pulled short just before he made contact.
You have no fuckin' rights in here, understand?' he snarled. You're just a dirty fuckin' queer who fucks little boys, and we're gonna stitch you up for a long prison sentence.'
Now I was really scared. Of course it was completely untrue. I'd never been interested in `little boys', and hadn't even been doing anything with this 18 year old, who was far from a little boy. In fact I'd seen him around, and knew him to be a rent boy. I'd never been with him, but had seen him going into cubicles with older men, and had seen money exchange hands. I could have told the police this, but didn't want to get the lad into more trouble, so I kept quiet.
`Now we're going to present to the court cast iron evidence that you sodomized this young lad. The police doctor discovered your sperm inside his rectum', said the first policeman.
B, b, but that's impossible!' I stammered. I never went anywhere near him.'
Don't give me that,' said the second policeman, You were right up his arse when we came in. Disgusting behavior, reminded me of animals. Made me want to throw up!'
`That's not true!' I said, now really angry again, and my anger overcame my fear.
`You know it's not true, so do we, but the court won't know that. By the time we've fitted you up, you'll be found guilty, we'll make sure of that!' sneered the first policeman.
Now do as we fuckin' tell you, or we'll make mincemeat out of you,' said the second policeman, who had already threatened me with violence. I feel like being sucked off, how about you?'
He was looking at the first policeman, who replied: `I feel like a good shag. He's got a cute little bum, let's rape him at both ends! We haven't had any fun with a queerboy since last night, and I'm randy as Hell!'
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. These policemen were arresting me for homosexual acts which I hadn't even committed, yet were now threatening to rape me, and saying not only would they enjoy it, but that they had done this before.
`What? What are you saying? I don't understand? You can't be serious!' I said.
Oh but we are dead serious,' said the first policeman. Do you know where you are? You're in one of this police station's male rape rooms. We regularly rape queers in here. It's boring being a policeman, and we need a bit of fun as much as any other red-blooded males. Only difference is we can't be arrested for fucking other men, because we are the law!'
That's right!' said the other policeman. We've raped hundreds of young men in here, many of them under age, and we fuckin' enjoy it! Your little friend, the 18 year old; you should have gone for his arse. He has a great bum. I've fucked it many times in here, I had him screaming with agony the first time, just after he turned 18. He never took it up the arse before I raped him, he just wanked off old men for a tenner a time.'
`Wanna see what's happening to him now?' asked the first policeman. Without waiting for me to answer he flicked a switch, and a CCTV screen came to life. It showed another room in the police station, and the 18 year old lad was being gang-raped by 6 policemen all in full uniform. 5 were taking turns to fuck his arse, and one had his huge cock in the youth's mouth. As I watched I saw the policeman in his mouth pull out and shoot 6 huge wads of spunk all over the lad's face. The others were still taking turns in fucking him.
They left the CCTV screen on, and the second policeman, who had blue eyes and short blond hair, came and stood in front of me and I could see he had a big erection inside his blue serge uniform trousers.
Feel my big truncheon', he sneered. Go on, feel it inside my trousers. It's getting hard for your pussy-boy mouth.'
The other policeman, who had short red hair (neither of them could have been more than 25) spoke lecherously into my ear and started rubbing my crotch. I couldn't help it, I was getting a rock hard erection.
Yes, you're getting excited aren't you, at the thought of being raped by two big butch policemen!' he said. Now feel PC Spink's big cock. Feel it getting hard for you. Soon you're going to be drinking PC Spink's spunk. How do you feel about that?'
I don't believe it, this can't be happening,' I said. You're police officers, you uphold the law. This sort of thing can't be happening in Britain'.
Oh but it is happening, it happens every day,' said the redheaded police officer, And because we ARE the law, nobody can touch us. You should've joined the police force, son, then you could've raped as many young men as you liked. That's why we joined up.'
I felt the blond policeman's big cock thru his police trousers, and had to admit I was getting turned on, especially as the redheaded officer now had my cock out and was wanking it. He slowly rubbed his spit into the head, and cooed obscenely in my ear:
`Unzip PC Spink's truncheon. He wants to feed you his hot policeman's cum.'
I unzipped the policeman's flies, and his long, smooth, circumcized prick sprung out, splashing delicious pre-cum all over my lips and face. I couldn't help it, I licked my lips. I had never tasted a young policeman's cock juice before, and it tasted sweet. I wanted more!
Yes, he likes the taste of your pre-cum, Bob, said the redheaded policeman, `I'd better stop wanking him or he'll shoot all over your uniform. I want to fuck his arse before he cums'.
Bob Spink pushed his cock head covered in pre-cum up against my lips, and my tongue involuntarily came out and obscenely licked the delicious slimey head. Slowly PC Spink's cock entered my mouth, and at the same time I felt the other policeman undoing the belt of my jeans.
`Stand up and lean over the desk', ordered the redheaded policeman who had now undone my jeans. Bob Spink pulled out of my mouth and I was made to bend across the desk, with my jeans around my ankles.
Grease him up, Alan,' said PC Spink, We'll spit-roast him. Ever been raped at both ends by two officers of the law, son? Aren't you excited? You're gonna be raped by two young policemen! PC Creamer is going to cream in your arse, while I cream in your mouth. You'll be pumped full of police spunk, son!'
I felt Alan Creamer greasing up my arse, then felt his big cock slide in. At the same time Bob Spink rammed his big cock into my mouth again. The two policemen kept their uniforms on as they raped my arse and mouth, only their flies were open. My head was spinning with pure lust. This was a fantasy come true!
You're sucking an officer of the law,' said Alan Creamer. Do it well, and when he cums swallow all the police spunk he feeds you. Don't you dare spill any on his nice, clean police uniform. We don't want to shock any old ladies when we help them across the road with their shopping do we? They think our police are good decent men upholding the law, they don't know police stations are a den of sex and depravity!' The policeman fucking my bum laughed as he said this, and PC Spink joined in.
I can't hold out much longer,' said PC Spink, I'm about to blow my hot load of spunk right down his throat! Here it cums, son! Swallow this big load of thick police spunk!'
With that, his throbbing prick grew rigid and started pumping spurt after spurt of hot, thick spunk into my mouth and down my throat. All the time I could see the blue serge of his uniform in front of me; this was a policeman doing this to me, whilst another was still fucking my bum.
As though they read my thoughts, the two policemen reveled in the depravity of what they were doing: Yes, it's really happening. You're in a police station and an officer of the law is spunking in your mouth,' said PC Creamer as he continued fucking me. He's feeding you police sperm, drink it all down. You're drinking a policeman's orgasm in a police station rape room, disgusting isn't it? Didn't your mother tell you to always do what a policeman told you? Well fuckin' do it!''
`He loves the flavor of my orgasm, don't you, queerboy? He can't get enough of it. Swallow it all down, son, all that thick, sweet police semen. It's good for you. Aaaghh! Feels so goooood! Feedin' a queer my cum, and he's drinking it greedily like a baby guzzling its mother's milk!' said PC Spink as he shot another load of thick sweet police spunk right down my throat. I got a filthy thrill thinking I was doing what my mother told me, obey the police, but if only she could see what they were making me do!
I'm about to pump his arse full of spunk,' said PC Creamer, Here it cums, boy! How d'ya like a policeman raping your arse and filling you full of his cum?'
I felt his hot load shooting into my arse, then he pulled out and they sat me down in the chair again.
You look exhausted after being raped by just two policemen,' said PC Spink. Look at your friend on the screen. He's been raped by 6 policemen, so think yourself lucky this time! We'll have to break you in gently, but you'll be raped by all 20 policemen at this station before we're finished, then we'll pass you on to another police station to use.'
I couldn't believe this filth and depravity I was hearing from this young, good-looking, apparently decent policeman whom I remembered had just last week helped my grandmother cross the road, and she had remarked what a nice policeman he was. If only she knew he had just orally raped her grandson, but worse was to come.
`He must be thirsty, Bob. Would you like a nice hot drink, son?' asked PC Creamer.
Now they'd had their wicked way with me, perhaps they were going to be nice to me, I thought. Thinking they were offering me a cup of tea, I said: `Yes please, thank you.'
I thought I'd better be polite, but they weren't satisfied: `Thank you, sir!' said PC Creamer. You're talking to officers of the law, show some respect to those who maintain law and order and a sense of decency. We protect society from depraved individuals like you. Now ask PC Spink nicely for a drink.'
`Please may I have a drink, sir!' I said, looking up into the blond policeman's big blue eyes. I saw no pity there; not an ounce of decency or humanity. Just a look of sheer depravity. He didn't even look at me as another human being; what he was seeing I was soon to find out.
`Of course you can, son. I've got a nice hot drink for you right here, open your mouth' he said, as he unzipped his fly again and stood in front of my chair.
Open your mouth,' PC Creamer said in my ear, as he started jacking me off again. This nice policeman's going to give you a hot drink of his piss.'
`What! That's disgusting! You're policemen, you wouldn't do such a thing!' I said, genuinely shocked. They had to be joking, but no, PC Creamer stopped wanking me for a moment and slapped me across the face.
`Open your fucking mouth and be grateful for the hot drink PC Spink's going to give you,' he said, and recommenced jerking me off, using plenty of his spittle to make me moan. I opened my mouth in a groan of ecstasy as PC Creamer brought me to the verge of climax, and at that moment PC Spink started pissing straight into my mouth.
Close your lips around my cock while I'm quenching your thirst!' said PC Spink, I don't want any fucking piss on my uniform! Keep swallowing my piss, that's right. That's quenching your thirst, isn't it? How d'you like the flavor of police piss, son? Your mouth and throat are just a police urinal. Look into my eyes, son, as I relieve myself in your mouth. That's right, drain all that piss like a good urinal. Ah, it feels so good, filling his mouth and belly with the contents of my bladder. Such a relief!'
That was it, the look he had given me before he started pissing down my throat. He saw me not as a human being, but as a urinal, his own personal toilet!
Disgusting, isn't it?' said PC Creamer in my ear, as he watched me gulping down PC Spink's piss, and he continued to wank me off. He loves the taste of your piss, Bob. Look, he's gulping it down. He's really thirsty for a policeman's piss! And he's cummin'; I'm making him cum. Quick get the sample beaker, Bob!'
I didn't know what he was talking about; sample beaker? But he was right about my loving the taste of the blond policeman's piss; it was strong and pungent, and overwhelming. I couldn't get enough of it, and it was so obscene and depraved, looking up into this handsome, blond policeman's blue eyes as he looked into mine and used my mouth as his personal toilet. That's all I was to him at that moment, yet he really was a law officer. I saw the word: `POLICE' in white lettering on his navy blue jersey as I looked up into his face; this was the force my parents had taught me to trust and respect, as standing for law and order and upholding standards of common decency. I saw PC Spink take a small plastic beaker from the table and hand it to PC Creamer.
Next thing I knew I was cumming. With PC Spink still pissing in my mouth, PC Creamer brought me to climax, and I shot a big load right into the plastic beaker he was holding over the tip of my cock.
Right, we've got our sample!' said PC Creamer triumphantly. Know what this is, boy?'
`Yes, it's my cum,' I said, bewildered why they should want this in a beaker. Was it for some kind of medical test, I wondered.
`No, this is EVIDENCE! Evidence of the crime you committed in that toilet back there. Our police doctor found this semen, YOUR semen in the back passage of that under-age young lad out there. We've got you fair and square now.'
`What's more, son, he's found evidence that you've been drinking men's piss and spunk in that toilet. Your mouth and belly are full of it. Open up, I'm going to take some swabs' said PC Spink, who had finally finished pissing in my mouth.
They punched me and forced me to open my mouth, then took swabs. They said this was the evidence they needed to prove I'd not only fucked the 18 year old, but had also been doing disgusting things in the toilet with other men.
I felt trapped, and couldn't believe this was happening. Then PC Creamer spoke again:
`If you come up in court with this kind of evidence, particularly your sperm in the teenager's arse, you'll go down for a long stretch. But maybe you'd like that, being a fuckbag for some old lag in prison?'
`No, no. Please don't send me to prison!' I pleaded.
Not up to us, it's up to the court,' said PC Spink, But the evidence we've got looks BAD, boy. Can you think of a way out of this mess for him, Alan?'
No, it looks very bad.,' said PC Creamer. Unless; yes there might be a way out. If you report back here to this police station every evening at 6pm, then we won't prosecute.'
`You won't prosecute? Oh thank you,' I said, relieved.
`But you'll have to service all the policemen in this station every evening, until we tire of you. Then we'll pass you on to another police station for our colleagues there to use. You'll be drinking policemen's spunk and piss for at least 6 months, son. And being gang raped up the arse by up to 20 officers. They'll be lining up for a cute bum like yours.'
Secretly, I was excited. I couldn't imagine a more exciting scenario. OK, some of the policemen may not be my type, but what the heck. I was going to have non-stop dirty sex from maybe a 100 or more uniformed policemen inside a police station for the next few months, maybe longer. What could be legally safer, or more exciting, than that? So long as I played ball and gave them what they wanted, I wouldn't be arrested.
And I have always had a secret fantasy of being sexually abused by a uniformed policeman; now I was going to be raped and used as a urinal by a non-stop army of uniformed policemen, and all inside a police station. The thought of innocent passers-by thinking this was a place where standards of decency and morality were upheld by officers of the law, when all the time they were committing acts of the utmost depravity on innocent young men filled me with a warped sense of excitement. I was so happy I'd been `arrested' that evening, and to be serving this police force in the most depraved manner anyone could imagine.
Following that first episode I enjoyed over 6 months of non-stop sado-masochistic sex with the police force. Since then I have never looked at policemen in the same way again. Maybe that was just one, corrupt police force, but I can't help wondering how many other apparently decent policemen are doing the same thing. I find myself smiling at young handsome policemen nowadays, and on more than one occasion it has paid off. Only last week I smiled at a young policeman in the park, and he pushed me into the park toilets, into a cubicle and forced me to suck him off. Last month in the same park a policeman raped me in the bushes.
As the old gay slogan shouted on gay marches went: '2-4-6-8, is that copper really straight?' From my experience, a lot of them aren't. Thank goodness!