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Imagine being a cop on duty, but it was dry. No one is committing any type of crime, and if they do, they're dealt with by your colleagues. This leaves you with too much time to yourself. That led your mind to wander.

Caving into the temptation and hitting the lowest point any horny gay man can reach; downloading Grindr.

Creating a profile was easy: filling out the typical information, posting one picture, etc. "This is a one-time thing," you said in your mind as you began scrolling through the different profiles.

Disappointing to see that many-- THE MAJORITY of profiles were blanks: no information and picture. Kinda annoying, but you ignored those profiles. Receiving bot messages, sugar daddy ones, and finding out you must pay for basic services.

You're surprised gay men still download this app.

You started to give up hope until you noticed someone viewing you. Checking it out, no picture, but the guy was only a couple of feet away. Then that familiar message ding, the profile highlighted, meaning the guy messaged you.

Checking the message, you were greeted with the guy's cock (which was massive and thick) and bottom half of his body. Your eyes widen at the sight, your mouth waters at the picture, and how muscular the man is.

Another message: "You sucking?" he then proceeds to give his location. "Vapid Ute, on the hood stroking." This man didn't even wait for your reply! The confidence was strong... and you gave in. It wasn't that far so you decided to walk.

Your cock throbbed from anticipation, heart beating as you close in on the area. There it was, Vapid Ute behind a building with a man naked, stroking his cock. He noticed you. "Took you long enough, come suck this dick."

As you walked closer, you realized who this man was: Jason Duval. Wanted by the department for smuggling. You hesitated, wondering if this was a good idea, Jason detected it. "No point in flaking, we both know you want this."

And he was right.

You found yourself on the ground, worshipping the criminal's cock. Your base instincts took over as you stroked and licked the large piece of meat. It was heavy and thick in your hands. The manly musk was flooding your nose, overriding your brain. If testosterone were cologne, it would be this.

"Fuck you're desperate. Been needing cock, bitch boy? To think that this is what the policeman is doing... on his knees and sucking a criminal's dick." Jason laughs, biting back some groans, his calf resting on your shoulder, pushing you deeper into his musk.

You began tonguing the base of the massive dick, fondling the heavy balls, licking them, the tangy taste hitting your taste buds. "Hope you like the taste and smell, ripe after working out." You heard a bottle being opened, Jason drinking some beer while looking down at you.

Peak dominance.

"Better hurry it up, officer, wouldn't wanna be caught dead giving head to a criminal now don't you?"

You pulled back and formed some coherent speech. "I-I'm trying... Your cock is just so... addicting." resting one hand on Jason's muscular thigh, pushing yourself up. Then you wrapped your mouth around the cockhead.

Jason's flavor flooded your mouth as you eagerly suck him. Jason was caught off guard by the suddenness. "Holy shit... really cock hungry." his legs tightens around your head and he grips your hair, face fucking. Audibly slobbering sound echoed between the two of you, and Jason's heavy balls slapping against your face.

Jason's breathing got heavier as he yanked your head back. He strokes his saliva coated cock. "Take my fucking cum." Jason groans as ropes of pearly, white cum spurts out the slit. Your face and hair painted with cum as Jason continued to cum.

You were in a daze, lust clouding your mind. Only Jason's voice could breach through the cloudiness and reach your brain.

"When are you off the clock? Wanna give this fat ass a try, see if your a cock whore"