This story depicts sexual acts between a teenager and a man. There are scenes of violence. This story is entirely fictional. The characters do not exist and the events described never happened. If such material offends you, cease reading this document.
Tortured by a cop (captainhook19991999@gmail.com)
The young lad gasped with pain as the burly cop grabbed his cock and balls through the thin cotton fabric of his flimsy briefs. "Mmmm. Nice basket for such a young kid", the cop crooned as he squeezed and clutched at the boys crotch.
The boy was standing with his back against the prison cell. His hands tightly held and handcuffed to the window bars of his cell just above his head. The cop smiled to himself. The boy's agony would not be heard or listened to in the long halls of the deserted prison wing.
Earlier, the cop had taken pleasure in slowly stripping the youth to just his singlet and briefs, running his hands slowly over the lad's tight smooth teenaged body. At first the boy had railed and thrashed against this slow molestation of his young body but was unable to do much as the handcuffs held him tightly against the wall. After a while, the boy started to resign himself to being felt up and indeed, at times, was unable to stifle a moan as the cop rubbed and nibbled on his full, sensitive nipples.
Ever since the cop had caught the boy shoplifting, he knew he had to have him, had to hurt him, had to taste him. He wanted to know, taste and feel every intimate part of the cute boyish teenager.
Slowly, the cop licked the sheen of sweat from the young lad's tight stomach and chest, savouring the sweet saltiness of the boy's fear and vulnerability. Time to make the boy squeal, he thought.
"I bet my weapon's bigger than yours", the cop joked as he raised his nightstick for the boy to see. It was a thick baton, easily over a foot long. The cop gobbed on the end of the stick. "This is gonna go right up into your guts boy"
The boy moaned in fear as he stared at the stick. "Please, no sir. No..." The lad shook his head weakly.
The cop tugged at the flimsy cotton briefs causing the lad's heavy cock and balls to fall out. "Nice thick cock you have there; full loaded balls", the cop moaned as he feasted his eyes on the lad's equipment.
The cop bent down before the boy and, grasping the briefs, he tore them off violently, leaving the virtually naked boy shivering before him, his ample cock and balls bouncing in front of the lustful cop's face.
The cop gobbled the lad's cock roughly and reaching up, he tugged and squeezed and twisted the boy's heavy balls. The lad screamed at the top of his voice as the cop greedily chomped on his dick and yanked hard at his nuts. Drawing back, the cop looked up at the heaving chest and stomach of the cute teenager he was abusing. The fear and pain in the young lads eyes were like a heroin rush to the sadistic cop.
Kneeling between the boy's legs, which he forced apart, the cop pushed the tip of the nightstick up hard against the boy's moist tight hole. The boy moaned fearfully. "No, Sir, please no..." The rest of his words disappeared in a huge shriek of pain as the cop, bracing himself, jammed the stick upwards. Using as much leverage as he could, the cop forced the stick up into the tight hole of the shrieking boy.
Bit by bit, the cop forced the thick tip of the nightstick past the boy's sphincter. After a while, the cop started to really sweat with the exertion and effort as slowly the stick slid into the boy's channel. The cop didn't even look up as he concentrated on his work. Had he done so, he would have enjoyed the look of sheer agony on the lad's face. The bulging eyes and the drooling mouth. But the cop continued forcing the stick higher and higher into the bowels of the lad. It was hard going for the cop, but the high shrieking of the boy was like a soothing classical piece to the cop and so made the time more pleasurable.
Finally, about 9 inches of the thick nightstick was buried in the boy's guts. The cop got up and looked at his handiwork. The boy was gabbling incoherently, his eyes rolling around in their sockets, brimming with tears and unable to focus. Sweat was streaming down the boys lean, quivering torso. The cop grunted his satisfaction. Leaning forward, he licked the boys face and neck and then the chest and stomach. The cop reached down and squeezed the boy's balls every now and then to raise the volume of the lad's agony.
Kneeling down again and using both hands, the cop started to move the stick up and down the boys chute, pulling and pushing the stick in ever increasing strokes until he was ramming the stick full length in and out of the lad's boy cunt. Blood started to smear the nightstick as it plunged in and out of the boy battered hole. All that could be heard echoing through the empty cell corridor was the shrieking of the young lad and the grunting of the cop as he worked the nightstick in and out of the boy's body with all the strength that he could muster.
The cop was so intent on his task that only slowly he realised that the boy's shrieks were dying away to be replaced by soft moaning. He then noticed that the boy's cock had become completely stiff as it slapped up against the teenager's lean stomach. The cop's mouth watered as he gazed at the 7 inches of thick throbbing teen meat. The boy's large piss slit pulsed out a steady stream of clear precum, which oozed slowly down the lads thick pole like light oil. "You fucking boy whore- you like this don't you?" the cop said.
The cop reached out with his tongue and dragged it slowly up the boy's throbbing cock tasting the sweet male honey that only a young lad can produce. Unable to contain his lust, the cop suddenly opened his mouth and wrapped his lips tightly around the boy's pulsing cockhead and slid his mouth downward, sucking and licking. The cop continued to work the nightstick up and down with renewed strength. The boy was unable to contain himself and moaning loudly released 8 hot ropey jets of thick teenaged boy cream into the sucking mouth. The cop moaned and fed greedily upon the hot creamy nourishment.
Reduced to a lust driven frenzied animal, the cop whipped the nightstick out of the boy's battered arse and undid his own flies and pulled out his red throbbing 9-inch fuck stick. He stood very close to the boy and fucked the boys open oozing cunt from the front while forcing the nightstick deep down in to the boy's gullet, forcing the lad to taste his own shit and blood.
If someone had been at the end of the deserted corridor, they would have wondered at the strange mix of grunting moans of pleasure mixed with strange choking gagging sounds. But of course, no one was there to rescue the tortured boy. No one was witness to the young lad being brutally impaled at both ends of his lean youthful body.
The cop climaxed deep in the boy's guts in 8 thick spurts of cop juice. Finally, the cop uncuffed the lad and watched as he slumped to his knees, blood shit and cum oozing down his young quivering thighs. The cop grabbed the boy by this hair and pulled him onto half hard cock that was coated with ass slime, blood and cum. "Lick your fucking mess off my cock you whore". The young lad was too delirious with pain to object.
At last, the cop threw the lad aside, watching him collapse to the cell floor. After adjusting this clothing, the cop walked out of the cell. "Next time, don't shop lift without me", he joked.
The boy never saw the cop again even though he asked at every police station in the vicinity, searching, yearning....
The End
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