Your Favorite Cop

As soon as the cop had confirmation that Robin was still into this and was ready for him, he pushed his finger inside him. He kept his other arm across Robin’s shoulder blades, pushing him hard into the wall as he worked his hole open. “You’re fucking tight,” he said, and he moaned at the thought of getting his cock in there.  He took a little extra time to open him up, but before long, he was slicking himself up and beginning to push inside with something a lot bigger than a finger.

“Tell me how much of a pain slut you are,” the cop said, shifting to a different kind of pain for a bit. Bracing the baker’s cock against his left hand, he dug the nails of his right hand into it, starting at the base and scratching all the way up to the tip. “Shout it loud for everyone to hear.” He repeated the scratch a second time before giving a sudden punch right against the baker’s balls.

“Such a perfect boy scout,” the cop said, letting his hand slide down Robin’s back to settle on his ass. He gave it a little squeeze as he took the lube in his other hand. After pushing Robin chest-first into the wall, he wet his fingers with the lube and slid them down beneath the other’s panties. “Ready, Mr. Hood?” he asked playfully, teasing his index finger at the other’s entrance.

“God, you’re such a pain slut,” the cop said, laughing darkly. He squeezed the baker’s balls more tightly in his fist only to let go suddenly and follow up with a slap. “I bet this isn’t even a challenge for you at all,” he commented lightly, and he followed that up with a couple of slaps, aiming for cock and balls all at once. “You’re practically there already, aren’t you?”

Something about the bit of expression he could see on the baker’s face behind his mask made the cop believe that he was telling the truth that he wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted. He chuckled at the neediness in his voice. “Okay,” he said, slapping the baker’s cock once more, but giving his balls a break. “And you’re allowed to come, if you can manage to do so just from the pain.” He dropped his left hand down and closed it tightly around the baker’s balls before slapping that cock yet again.

“I can take it,” the cop replied immediately, not wanting to be taken for a pansy by any stretch of the imagination. “You know I can handle as much pain as you throw at me, Mr. Hood. I am one of Lima’s Finest, after all.” He winked and got to his feet. A hand on Robin’s shoulder guided them over toward a nearby wall. “You don’t happen to have lube in one of those pockets, do you?”

The cop grinned wickedly at the pleading tone in the baker’s voice. Bingo. He gave a little twist to each ball before letting go of them and bringing a harsh slap down on the whole package. “Sir, what? What do you want, boy?” he asked, wanting to make him say it.

The cop laughed loudly at the baker’s reaction. “Methinks you doth protest too much,” he said, pinching both balls this time. “Look at your cock, boy,” he ordered. “Look how turned on it is. It knows it’s just here for me to abuse. Don’t even try to pretend like you don’t love it.”

Tears sprang to the cop’s eyes as the pressure against his cock got almost unbearable at the same moment his mouth and throat were flooded with Robin’s release. He closed his eyes, trying to hide the tears and simply ride out the other man’s orgasm. When he was finally spent and the cop had swallowed everything down, he pulled off his cock and dropped his head forward. He gasped in for air and used the position to wipe at his eyes. Finally he looked back up at Robin, eyes shiny but face dry. “Damn straight,” he said confidently. “Not bad for a cutie cock.”

Fuck, if he wasn’t careful, he was going to come in his shorts and they’d need a break before they could move onto the best part of this, the actual fucking. He moaned around Robin’s cock and sped up his movements, doing his best to bring him to the tipping point without falling over it himself. 

The cop laughed loudly at the baker’s stubborn insistence to make this worse on himself. “I think you’ve got our roles reversed there,” he said lightly, and he let go of both cock and balls entirely, just to reach back and give them a good, hard smack with the palm of his hand. “Look at that cock,” he said, voice filled with amusement. “I think it liked that. Let’s try it again.” He slapped him again, and then a third time for good measure.

“I get your cock and your ass, so I’m clearly coming out on top here,” the cop said with a smirk. He slid his hand back on Robin’s dick and pressed a kiss to the tip of it before opening wide and sucking him down again. He did his best to get as far down on his cock as he could manage without gagging, but he made up for it with his fingers expertly playing with the other man’s balls as his own cock throbbed under the pressure of his foot.

The cop kissed his way back up Robin’s length, doing his best to ignore the precome on his face. “If that’s what you need to do in order to give me your ass, then who am I to stop you, Mr. Hood?” he asked, slowly stroking Robin’s cock while he looked up at the man’s face. “Just remember that this is all because you don’t have a permit for those panties. Whatever we do know, you’re going to have to pay for when it’s your turn to take cock.”

“You just saw me,” the cop pointed out, and he grabbed the baker’s cock roughly in one hand. “You have to know that this is smaller than I am.” He closed his fist more tightly, not trying to keep from hurting him at all. “And you’ve got such cute little balls, too. I wonder what would happen if I just...” As he trailed off, he used his other hand to pinch one ball between thumb and forefinger, gradually increasing pressure as time went on.

The extra pressure against his cock did nothing but egg the cop on. It was painful (but a good painful) when he rocked his hips forward, trying to get more if it as he did his best to show Robin just how much he wanted his cock. The fact that he’d get his ass afterward, if he was good enough, was definitely a plus, too. He pulled off just enough to give himself some air, but he didn’t go far. He kissed the cock in front of him, all the way from tip to base, before gently taking one ball into his mouth and then the other.

“Good boy,” the cop praised, and he reached behind him with his clean hand to help guide the vampire’s arms up and over his body. He shook his hand off onto the floor, trying to clear it of as much cum as possible, and then he undid the handcuffs, hooking them back onto his waistband. He tucked himself into his shorts and took a step back. “Don’t go breaking any laws on me now, understood?” he asked sternly.

“Yes, Sir,” the cop said softly, just loud enough for Robin to hear without drawing anyone else’s attention to the title. He took a deep breath, licked his lips once more, and dove back in, moaning at how good it felt to have his mouth full of cock once more. He knew people had to be watching, and that just turned him on further. How had he ever thought he didn’t like cock? He moaned louder as he wrapped his tongue around Robin’s cock, doing his best to show him how eager he was, even if his talent wasn’t completely there yet.