I have been sitting here and doing my paper work for hours. Its easy overtime for an officer, but dam does the night drag on. My one diversion is watching the muscular looking road construction guys that I am here to protect. Protect you ask, well I'm the police car at the beginning of the roadwork on the interstate. You know the police car with its bright red, white and blue lights on. Scaring the shit out of drivers who are driving too fast or causing other cars to slow down and rubberneck thinking its an accident. Yeah, that's me tonight. And I have seen my share of both those types tonight. I have been taking advantage of this easy overtime for a couple weeks now. Got some credit cards I need to pay down, but don't we all.
Tonight I'm tired and it seams especially long and boring. I get out of my car occasionally and stretch sometimes getting a conversation going with one of the road guys. But like me they have a job to do and can't spend too long shooting the shit. I reach for my thermos of coffee and pour myself another full mug. The cool air-conditioner air blows against my fingers as I put the mug close to the vent to cool it down some. My other hand goes to the front of my uniform pants and slowly rubs the head of my cock. I have been too tired to jack a load off for days and I'm really starting to feel my full nuts ache. I watch the guy driving the paving machine as he slowly drives by me. He's got his ass in the air as he steers the big machine down the freshly paved road. He's leaning over the side of the equipment as drives. Really tight worn blue jeans, wife beater tee shirt, baseball cap and a great looking guy in the darkness. In the safety of my patrol car I mumble low how I would love to " search him for weapons sometime".
As he passes the roar of the equipment drowns out my police radio and I can smell the diesel fumes strong inside the car. The other road workers pass by as they follow the machine down the road. There are a couple that make my cock twitch as I still rub it. One guy especially takes note of me and our eyes meet for a second. I nod to him and he looks around and then looks back at me intensely. He continues to shovel the loose blacktop back onto the freshly laid surface. Ever so often he looks at me and I stare back. I continue to rub my cock head ever so lightly. He's a guy about 30 in jeans and a tee shirt. His jeans are tight and I can see that he packs a full crotch. I watch as his gloved hand adjusts his cock and balls in one move. He looks around and then makes the "jerk off fist " and pumps the air a few times. He looks to see if I'm watching him when he does it. I look at his face and he's smiling at me with lust in his eyes. I smiled back at him and shake my head as he moves further down the road with the other guys. I catch a look at his beautiful ass in those tight jeans. He continues to look back ever so often.
Getting my head back to business I realize my cocks semi hard. I get back to my paper work from the earlier police work that day. Working for some time I check my watch and its 3:30 am. One more hour of overtime and I'm out of here. My bladder tells me I need to take a piss and my back aches for a stretch also. I get out of my car and reach my arms into the high night sky. I twist and turn my body to get some of the kinks out. I adjust my cock and balls as I wonder where the group of porto-pottys is tonight. They move with the road crew and are always off the road in the darkness of the shoulder. I head towards the guys working trying not to step in the hot tar gravel left in places. The heat of the night and the lack of a breeze make the smell of road tar strong. A long line of red car tail lights move slowly with me as the traffic backs up even late at night. Only one lane is open and I know people are cussing. Huge semi truck engines roar as they creep along. The guys seam closer when I started walking but soon find they are further down the road then I thought. Beads of sweat form on my forehead as I walk. Tar sticks to the bottom of my boots and I have to shuffle my feet to remove it from time to time. Finally reaching the same guys that had passed me about 30 minutes ago, I ask the first guy I get to where be the pissers are tonight. He leans close to me so I can hear him and tells me up the road just a bit further.
As I move on again I see the guy whom I had locked eyes with before. He's leaning on a shovel and talking with another guy as I walk by. His head follows me as I pass him and he yells, "Evening officer". I stop walking and turn to look at him. I notice I quickly got his full attention. My mind is racing as I try to think of something clever to say back. Smiling big but all that comes out of my mouth is, "Johns up this way"? He cups his ear like he had trouble hearing me and hands his shovel to the other guy as he moves closer to me. My eyes are again drawn to his crotch area as I watch him walk. His tight blue jeans leave no questions which way he packs his cock and balls. He sees me looking and smiles ear to ear. He places his large arm on my shoulder and leans in close to my face as he asks what I said. I again asked, "Where's the johns tonight"? I could smell the maleness of his body as he pointed the same way the other guy did. He talked in my ear as he said; "It's off the shoulder some tonight in some tall weeds." I looked at him and nodded my understanding. He was smiling big again and winked at me as he moved his head in the direction they were. I felt his arm pull my neck back closer to him as he spoke again. " Tell you what, I need to take a piss myself, I'll show you where they are". Before I could answer him he pulled away from me and yelled to his fellow worker that he needed to take a shit. The guy waved his understanding as he tossed his gloves to him and we both moved off. He kept his arm lightly around my neck as we stepped into the darkness of the night away from the others. I offered up some words of Thanks for him showing me the way as we walked. He said he was glad to help out a cop anytime.
His hand ran down the back of my uniform shirt and rubbed my lower back. "You married, got any kids," he asked? I answered that I was single and wanted to stay that way. He laughed and said I must beat the women off with a stick. "I' m sure that uniform of yours can get you all the pussy you want," he spoke. I should have pulled away from him when I felt his hand drop down and feel my ass through my trooper pants, but I didn't. We walked a little further as I felt his hand try to enter the back of my pants. "Easy there buddy," I whispered, "someone could see us, I am a cop you know." I stopped walking as he continued walking away from me. He talked loudly back, "I only have a little time, you interested or not"? He continued walking as my mind raced. My cock had already started to talk for me as I though of what I should do. My nuts ached and I was horny as fuck. I turned and slowly started to follow him. He could hear the gravel under my boots as I moved. He knew I was coming and stopped to wait for me to catch up. When I got to him I spoke, "I don't do this kind of thing on the job". I could see his head nod his understanding. "You can trust me, this way," he spoke.
We walked along the shoulder of the road till we came to the area where the johns were. You could barely see them off the road in the grass. I followed his lead as we made our way to them. There was a row of three packed closely together. He went to the one at one end and opened the door. He looked around first to see if anyone saw us and motioned me in first. I stepped in and moved in as far back as I could so he could get in also. I was hit instantly by the strong smell of old piss. He stepped in and closed the door behind himself. I could hear the latch lock as he turned to face me. He reached for me and pulled me close to him. I felt his hands on my back as he hugged me tight. His mouth went to my neck and began to kiss and suck me there. I could feel the sharpness of his beard from the lack of him shaving. "God dam, you smell good," he spoke in my ear. The heat we were already producing made the john air feel tight. His hands had moved to the front of my uniform pants and were trying to open them. He found my zipper and jerked it down. I felt his hand move into my pants and fish for the opening in my boxers. My cock was hard and he had no trouble finding it. His ruff hand went around my cock and slowly jacked on it. He commented on how well I was hung. I allowed my right hand to feel his crotch and found he was just as hard as I was. I whispered to him I needed to take a piss before we went any further. My bladder was already hurting and I didn't want to have sex before I did.
He backed slowly away from me as I moved sideways towards the plastic urinal. My hard cock pointed the way from me in the darkness. I used my hand to locate the urinal and turned to face it. I had to concentrate to will my cock softer so I could piss. It took a little time before I felt the piss climb my softer shaft and start to flow into the bowl. A strong stream flowed and I heard him say, "You did need to piss didn't you." A hollow water echo sound could be heard as my piss flowed down the plastic drain into the holding tank. I could hear him behind me pulling off his tee shirt and then the sound of his zipper going down. I shook the last drip off my cock as I felt his hands move around my waist to the top of my pants. He was undoing the clasp that held them tight on me. Once he got it open he pulled them down over my butt cheeks, my boxers with them. I had to pull them back up to unhook my hard on that was in the slit of my boxers.
I heard him cough up some spit and felt the wetness from it as his fingers went to my asshole. I was just starting to protest when his other arm went around my upper waist and pulled my hips into him. The wind slightly knocked from my lungs from his roughness, I felt his hard cock poke between my butt cheeks as he lined himself up. "Dude, I can't get fucked here like this," I whispered loud. His face moved along side mine as he spoke. "Come on man, I'll be quick." As I thought of what to say next I felt his cock head starting to part my asshole. "Fuck dude stop," I said to him. He calmly whispered in my ear, "It's OK man, relax and enjoy yourself for once." He had stopped his forward motion into me as he waited to see what I would do next. "Come on man, relax and open up, I promise I'll be fast." " Fuck I got to get back to work also,"
he said as he licked my earlobe. I was a goner for a second when he did that. I felt him move against me again and start entering again. I winced in pain as his cock head parted my ring. "Fuck man you're tight, this is going to be good for both of us," he spoke. The pain was really intense as he tried to get in me further. I spoke up and said, "Fuck man, I need more spit, your killing me."
He pulled back out and released his grip on my waist. I heard him again cough up more spit and lube his shaft this time. "Drop your pants more so I can get your hips open wider," he asked me. I moved my uniform pants down to my knees as he moved against my back again. He quickly had me back in his saddle as I felt his cock move back into place. This time the pain was not as intense and he slowly pushed his cock deep into me. I moaned and sucked air as he dug deep. I could finally feel his hairy crotch touch my butt cheeks. Once he was in me fully I asked him to wait a second for me to get used to him. He nodded his head and slowly again began to lick and suck at the side of my neck. He was relaxing me doing that and I think he knew what he was doing. I found myself pushing my hips back against his groin. He put his lips to my right ear and whispered, "You ready to ride with me cowboy"? I found myself saying yes and he began to move slowly out of me. The slow in and out movements began and I quickly started to sweat. I moved forward and hunched lower for him to enter me easier. The plastic urinal basin cupped my ball sack as he moved quicker into me. My hard cock waved in the air as snot leaked off its tip. I felt him slow down and hump easy. He again coughed up a wad of spit and put it in his palm. I saw his arm drop and the next thing I knew he had a hold of my hard shaft. He began to jerk me off as he began to move his hips faster. I was lost in the sudden lust that caused me to whimpered like a dog. The faster his hips poisoned into me the faster his hand moved over my cock head. I was breathing so hard I thought I would pass out. My asshole was on fire and my balls had pulled tight against me. I had to put my hands on the urinal to hold myself up I was getting so weak kneed. Just as I grunted, "I'm going to cum," he dug in my ass deep and I could feel him cumming. That was all it took for me and I also started shooting thick wads of cum on the wall. My asshole milked his cock each time I shot. I could feel his load shoot in me deep.
I soon was a limp dishcloth with him still holding me. His one arm reached up and rubbed my crew cut head. "You ok partner," he asked? I nodded I was. " Man you drained my balls," he spoke. I felt him slowly start to pull from me. I could feel his cock head leave my hole. The cooler air on my butt cheeks made me realize how much I had sweated in a short time. As I tuned to face him he was already buckling his pants back up. "I got to hurry man, you understand,"
he said. My eyes had adjusted to the lack of light and I could see him adjusting his cock and balls placement. "You don't know how bad I needed that," he spoke. "Been caring that load for days". Before he pulled his tee shirt on he wiped his face and head dry of sweat. He offered it to me also. I dried myself and handed it back to him. He quickly pulled it over his head and was tucking it in his pants. As I bent over to pull my pants back up I asked him, "Your clean right, cause I haven't taken a load in a long time"? He cupped my face as he said," I'm fine buddy, don't worry about that any." "Listen I got to get out of here if I want to keep my job." You want to do this again tomorrow night," he asked? "You're the one on duty tomorrow aren't you"? I told him I was here tomorrow night and that I would think about it. "You got a great ass for fucking, I'd love to get you again," he said. He patted my cheek as he unlocked the door and stepped out. The slightly cooler night air rushed in and felt good. As the door spring slammed the door shut again I locked it. I got myself back together as I put my tee shirt back in my underwear and tucked my shirt back in my pants. I could smell that my deordorant was starting to break down. Once all that was done I zipped back up and was ready to get going. I adjusted my balls and dug my ass crack some before I opened the door. As I stepped out I could see my load running down the urinal towards the drain.
The cars and trucks were still lined up and the smell of exhaust was strong. I walked away from the john and looked back to be sure we had been alone the whole time. All looked clear as I moved away. I had to pass the crew again as I made my way back to the patrol car. I saw him and his back was to me as I passed. His wet shirt looked like he was still sweating. I heard someone yell, " Evening officer". I turned to look but it wasn't him and waved to the guy and kept moving. Once at the car I quickly and gently got into the seat and closed the door. I looked at myself in my rearview mirror. I rubbed my face as I spoke to myself. "What the fuck were you thinking". I was carring this guys load in my guts and I didn't even know him. I shook my head and realized I was ok and that it was great sex. My asshole reminded me of him and my low hanging sack let me know I was content. I checked my watch and it was almost 4:00 am and my relief would soon be here. I saw the guy in the distance that had fucked and wondered if I should take a chance and do it again. Was I crazy?
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