The sexual activity depicted here is without the use of condoms. But, please remember that, in real life, we all need to take precautions. Be safe and "cover that thing up" before using it! And enjoy the story...
Pulled Over and Stretched Submitted by Jason Moore
The truck stop was rather large, well lit, and had a restaurant and two fast food chain outlets on the premises. I had stopped here to gas up on my way home from visiting my brother and his new wife across the state. After filling up the gas tank I decided to get some food and pulled my car over to a side area to park. I got some tacos and a Coke and returned to my car. There were several hot looking truck drivers milling about so I leaned against the hood of my pickup truck to eat and enjoy the scenery.
A sheriff's car then pulled up two parking spaces away. I could see there were two sheriffs - a white guy driving and a black guy in the passenger seat. The driver got out, looked my way, nodded, and walked away into the station. I have always had a thing for a man in uniform. It didn't matter who it was - mail carrier, police officer, or armed services - it was the uniform and subsequently, of course, the stud beneath it that drew my attention. It was obvious from the way his uniform clung to his massive build that this guy worked out. He was about 6'2" and 200 pounds of pure, delectable man. I sipped on my drink and smiled as I watched his firm round ass walking away from me. My gaze returned to the car and I caught the black guy watching me. Our eyes met and he nodded my way and I did the same. He then got out of their vehicle.
My cock began to stir. He was another stacked hunk of man. He stood about 6'4" and carried almost 240 pounds of muscle on his magnificent body. I keep in decent shape myself and had on a pair of gym shorts and tank top that showed off my own well-toned body. My cock twitched as he slowly looked me up and down, smiled broadly, then turned to join his partner inside. By the time they both returned with some snack food and bottled water, I had finished my meal. I adjusted my growing cock as I watched them walking back across the lot. The black cop said something and his partner laughed as they approached. They both looked at me and nodded again.
"How's it going?" the white sheriff asked.
"Not bad," I answered and they both got into their vehicle.
The engine turned over and idled as they continued talking and laughing. I had a good two hours of driving ahead of me and got in my truck to continue my trek home. With one last glance over at the sheriffs, I smiled to myself.
"Damn, I bet they're hot in the sack," I mumbled as I pulled out and headed back to the highway.
Ten minutes later I was tooling along the highway, CD blaring, and just wanting to get home to shower and sleep again in my own bed. Some flashing lights from an emergency vehicle behind me caught my attention. I looked in the mirror and saw a sheriff's car coming up fast behind me. I quickly glanced at my speedometer and realized I was about fifteen miles over the limit. I slowed down and the sheriff was then right on my tail. "Damn!" I exclaimed as I pulled onto an off ramp that suddenly appeared and sloped down onto a rather desolate side road. The sheriff's car was hot on my rear and pulled up behind me. It was a good minute or so before the driver got out. I immediately recognized him as the sheriff from the truck stop just down the road. My mouth began to water as I eyed his phenomenal body. His huge biceps, chest, and thick neck almost seemed to strain against the material of his tan uniform and his dark brown slacks protruded slightly in the crotch.
"Did you know you were exceeding the speed limit, sir?" he asked as he stood at my window.
His face was stern looking, but quite handsome. His nametag indicated he was Sheriff Morton. While making some weak excuse and apologizing for not being more careful I got a close up view of his crotch, now at eye level and inches away. Although it wasn't overly pronounced I could see he was packing something big in there.
"May I see your license and registration, please?" he then asked
I leaned over to the glove compartment and then realized the black sheriff was standing at the passenger door. I retrieved the information and handed it to Sheriff Morton. He then turned to head back to his vehicle. Once again I got a good view of that nice ass. When he got in the car, I glanced over and my jaw almost dropped to the floorboard as the other sheriff, still at my passenger window, was now gingerly rubbing himself through his brown slacks. I stared, mouth agape, as his hand grabbed what was definitely a growing and healthy sized hunk of meat. A few seconds later, he unzipped his pants, reached in and pulled out a delicious looking, plump cock. It had to be about nine or ten inches of smooth black meat. His hand then began to squeeze and jerk that hot looking cock as it grew another inch or so before my awestruck eyes.
"So you gonna make me do all the work," the black sheriff said as he leaned down and glared at me through the open window.
Well, you don't have to ask me twice. I slid across the seat and reached out to grab that thick black cock. Fondling that hefty cock I marveled at how thick and juicy it looked. Crowned with a cut, purplish head, that cock was just begging to get sucked. I leaned out the window and looked up to see him smiling down at me. His nametag revealed he was Sheriff Cummings.
"You want some of this big, black cock, don't you, boy," he said in a deep, resonant voice as he moved in even closer and grabbed his cock away from me.
"Yes, sir," I responded, licking my lips.
Sheriff Cummings placed a hand on top of my head and guided that luscious cock toward my mouth. As it brushed past my lips and into my mouth, I clamped down around its thick girth and immediately began to suck him in. Just as I did so, the lights on their car went off. Sheriff Cummings sighed deeply as my mouth and tongue began to work his throbbing meat.
"Oh yeah, we got us a live one here, Morty," I heard him say as Sheriff Morton walked back up to my truck.
He was again at the driver's side. I began to jerk Sheriff Cummings' thick cock as I pulled away and looked back to see Sheriff Morton reach in to turn off my headlights. We were now in complete darkness, except for the first rays of light from a full moon just rising above the tree line behind us. The only sound I could hear was my purring engine and the crickets in the nearby brush.
"Well, let's see what we got here," Sheriff Morton said as he walked around the front of my truck.
Sheriff Cummings pulled away, opened my door, and instructed me to exit my vehicle. I slid out of my seat, as Sheriff Morton approached, rubbing his crotch. He stopped and leaned up against the front fender.
"So you like sucking cock, huh, boy?" he asked. "Well, get on over here," the sheriff demanded.
He quickly whipped out his thick cock as I stood in amazement. He was equally well endowed and I found myself being nudged along by his partner. When I was standing before him, Sheriff Morton grabbed his cock and gently squeezed it. I leaned down and he quickly shoved his thick cock into my waiting and willing mouth. His partner stood beside us jerking his own cock while I went to town on Sheriff Morton.
"Yeah, suck that cock," he encouraged. "Damn, this is great," he then said to his partner. "We sure got us one hot cock sucker here, Cummings."
"Yeah, I knew he wanted some of this from the way he was looking at us back at the truck stop," Sheriff Cummings said. Then I felt his hands rubbing my ass. "I bet he's got some sweet man pussy for us, too," he then added.
My own cock was soon rock hard as I gobbled down that delicious cock while my ass was being roughly massaged by Sheriff Cummings. For several minutes we stayed in this position. Sheriff Morton's cock was soon slick and gleaming with my saliva. He then pulled me off of him and I stood upright.
"Well, let's see what we got here," he said as his hand grabbed the elastic waistband of my shorts.
His partner moved in beside us and I saw that his cock had now grown into an incredible twelve inches or so of black, rock hard pleasure. My own cock slapped up against my belly as Sheriff Morton tugged my shorts and briefs to my knees. His hands were quickly massaging my exposed ass cheeks while Sheriff Cummings leaned back against my truck.
"I could use some more relief over here," he said as his thick black cock called out to my hungry mouth.
I leaned down and grabbed that baby and proceeded to slobber all over it with my tongue and lips. Sheriff Cummings lowered his pants while I returned to the bulbous head, my tongue darted out and tasted a glob of pre cum that oozed from his piss slit. The tasty cum was just what I needed and I quickly engulfed that monster cock between my lips. Sheriff Cummings sighed as I hungrily feasted on his thick, black manhood. Meanwhile, Sheriff Morton was rubbing and caressing my ass cheeks. When I felt a finger flicking over my sensitive rosebud, a shiver ran up my spine and I wiggled my ass.
"Ooh, yeah, this ass is begging to be fucked, partner," he said with a chuckle.
"Well, go on and get you some," Sheriff Cummings said.
By now my mouth was chock full of his huge cock. Sheriff Morton inserted a finger inside my love hole and began to dig into me. I clamped my ass muscles down tightly around his probing digit and moaned. For several minutes he fingered my aching ass while I gobbled down eagerly on the huge black cock before me. It was now slick and, with a great deal of determination, I slowly pushed forward and felt that thick cock slide down my throat. Sheriff Cummings sighed and put his hands on my shoulders as I ground my face in tightly against him. I was amazed I had engulfed the entire length of that massive cock as my nose pressed into his finely trimmed pubic hairs.
He then grabbed my head and pushed himself up away from my truck. His hips began to buck and grind as he slowly fucked my face with his mighty tool. With sheriff Cummings now using my mouth and throat for his personal fuck toy, I heard Sheriff Morton spitting, obviously lubricating his own throbbing cock. I finally felt his huge cock head pressing up against my puckered hole and grabbed my own rigid cock and began to jerk off.
"Yeah, get on in there and fuck that ass," Sheriff Cummings said.
With a surge of heat and pain, that huge cock entered me. I relaxed as best I could while also submitting to that huge black cock driving down my throat. Sheriff Morton pushed more and more of his flaming tool up my straining ass. Tears rolled out of the corners of my eyes as I released my cock and reached up to hold onto Sheriff Cummings' muscular thighs. Two hot cocks were now assaulting me from both ends. Sheriff Morton grabbed onto my hips and I was feeling no pain now as his cock was flying in and out of my ass, fucking me royally. Sandwiched in between two wild bucks as they plundered my willing orifices, I knew I would shoot a load soon. I returned to jerking on my throbbing cock and within seconds shot a thick stream of cum onto the ground. Sheriff Morton was riding my ass hard as my head butted up against Sheriff Cummings with each powerful thrust. For the next fifteen minutes or so he plowed away at my ass
"Damn, I'm gonna cum already," he finally exclaimed.
Sheriff Cummings' huge cock muffled my moans as Sheriff Morton unloaded his scalding seed up my plundered ass. When the last strains of his jerking cock subsided, Sheriff Morton pulled himself free and slapped my backside several times with his now spent cock.
"Damn, let me get some of that," Sheriff Cummings said as he pulled his huge black shaft from my mouth.
He led me to the rear of my truck, let down the tailgate and pushed me down into the bed of my truck. He pulled off my shorts and briefs and tossed them beside me. Then he grabbed my legs, pulled them up and over his shoulders as he lowered himself into position. His partner stood at the side of the truck and watched as that huge black cock entered my exposed ass. I groaned and grit my teeth as that thick, twelve inches wormed up deep inside of my ass. I could feel my sphincter stretched to the limit as that baby filled me to the brim.
"Ah, yeah, this is one tight fucking ass, buddy," he smiled over at his partner. "I'm gonna tear this baby up!" he then said to me as he glared into my glazed eyes.
He wasted no time as yet another huge cock was now ripping into my ass. Sheriff Cummings braced himself, arms at my sides, while he proceeded to thrust his full, ass-splitting cock hard and deep. I held firmly onto his forearms as his hips flexed and flailed, driving his big, black cock home. The bed of the truck seemed to bounce in rhythm to the heavy pounding he was giving my ass.
"Yeah, take that ass, buddy," Sheriff Morton said. "Show it who's boss."
It almost felt like I would be split in two while Sheriff Cummings was ravaging my burning ass. But, damn, it felt so good! Unbelievably my cock had once again sprung to life. Goose flesh formed on my arms and thighs as that vicious assault continued and sent me over the edge. His mighty cock was hitting all the right spots and sending me into a state of nirvana. I had never had my ass so full or ridden so fine. When Sheriff Cummings grunted and exclaimed he was going to fill me with his seed, my cock twitched and unleashed another load of cum on my stomach and chest.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he cried out as he shoved his entire cock up my straining ass.
We both moaned as his huge cock erupted, unloading a torrent of cum into my bowels. When he was finally sated, Sheriff Cummings slowly pulled his full length from my ass. I felt barren as that huge pole exited my now gaping ass.
"Now that's how we handle speeders," Sheriff Morton said as they both straightened themselves up.
They then returned to their vehicle without a further word, leaving me lying in the bed of my truck. Cum was oozing from my thoroughly used ass. I sat up as Sheriff Cummings returned to my truck while his partner started their car. He handed my back my license and registration form.
"Drive safely now," he smiled then turned and got into his vehicle.
It took off, making a left at the bottom of the ramp. I stood up, pulled on my shorts and got in my truck. As I turned on the engine, I glanced down at the seat. There was some other kind of card there with my license and registration. I turned on my dome light and picked up the card. It was Sheriff Cummings' business card. On the back was scribbled his home number and a note telling me to call him, anytime! I smiled as I put my truck in gear and drove off into the night.