allbecauseoftheboys: Jim was halfway through a pretty decent wank when his build-up was ruined by fl

allbecauseoftheboys: Jim was halfway through a pretty decent wank when his build-up was ruined by flashing lights and sirens. Kind of hard to think of that really hot guy at the grocery store putting his hand down your jeans with all that fuss going on. Jim  huffed and pulled up his underwear enough so he could walk, and he went over the window to see what was going on. Some paramedics were milling by an ambulance. There were two cop cars, and two cops on scene as well. Jim squinted into the dark. “No fucking way. That can’t be…” One of the cops turned and Jim’s eyes went wide. “No it is! That’s the guy from Grindr last week! He’s a COP? No wonder he’s impossible to get a hold of.” Jim struggled into a pair of sweatpants and walked outside.By the time Jimmy got outside, two other cops were exiting the house and putting a guy inside of a squad car. Jimmy recognized the suspect, he was the boyfriend of the girl who lived in the unit across the street. Blasted his car music way too loud and revved his engine in the middle of the night. The other two cops, including the one that Jim knew, were standing around watching. Jimmy waited until the suspect is in the car. The paramedics left with an empty van.“Hey, Paul!” Jim called out with a wave of his hand. “Paul!”Paul looked around, confused, and then turned around. His eyes went wide in surprise. “Why are you here?” .“I live here, duh.” Jim gestured to his house.Paul’s partner Will came over. “Whose this guy?”“Old high school friend,” Paul said. “Apparently lives here.”“What’s going on?” Jim asked.“Oh, outstanding warrants.” Paul waved his hand as to dismiss the matter. “Hey can I use your bathroom?”“Sure.” “I’m gonna have a smoke,” Will said.Paul and Jim went inside Jim’s small house. Paul turned down the volume knob on his radio on his jacket. “Fuck, you really do live across the street. What are the odds.”“Yeah I mean…weird.”Paul folded his thick arms. “Weird indeed. Now, you wanna tell me why you are shirtless and smell like Astroglide? How long were you watching me?”Color rose to Jim’s cheeks. “Well,” Jim huffed. “A really hot Grindr hook up -cough cough- ghosted me last week, and so I was left masturbating to the thought of being taken advantage of by this big black Daddy I saw in the grocery store.”Paul laughed. “You really do like black guys huh.”“God dark cock makes me so fucking horny.”Paul grinned. “I love it.”“Oh you needed to use the bathroom right?” Jim gestured to the first door off the hall.“Nah. I just wanted to talk to you alone. Listen, I didn’t really want to ghost you, but I can’t see guys regularly. I don’t want people figuring out I’m a cop. I’m not out.”“Oh,” Jim said. “That’s why you said I’m an old friend from high school.”“Yep.”Jim rubbed his own arm. “So…does that mean we can’t fuck anymore?”Paul got a dark, smoldering look on his face. “It means you have until my partner finishes his cigarette if you want to get laid.”Jim gasped. “Oh fuck. And in the uniform too.” His erection sprang back up. Jim dove for the the lube left on the coffee table and pressed it into Paul’s hands. Paul turned Jim around and made him put both hands on the wall.Jim groaned at being manhandled.Paul ran his hands down Jim’s shirtless body. “I did love your muscles…what a hot piece of ass you are.”“Fuck, thank you, but not at all compared to you.”“Pft. Nope.” Paul unzipped and got himself lubricated. “What a nice turn of events this is on a long boring shift.”Paul pushed Jim against the wall of his hallway and bred him standing up. They rocked together, Jim stroking his own cock in rhythm to how Paul was fucking him. He moaned and drooled on the floor, eyes out of focus. Fuck, it was better than the first time!“Oh god, oh god, don’t stop!”“Damn this is hard with all this gear!” Paul grunted. All the cuffs and holsters rattled with his effort.“Don’t stop!” Jim begged.“Use your ass more,” Paul demanded.Jim pushed back.Paul purred. “There we go. Use that ass boy.” Sweaty skin collided; cum dripped. Paul dug his fingers into Jim’s hips and hit Jim’s G spot hard. Jim cried out in pleasure and his whole body trembled. He fisted his cock until his hand cramped and cum shot all over the floor. He squeezed his ass to milk all that seed out of Paul’s heavy swingin’ balls. It seemed to do the trick - Paul was fucking him so deep as he came, every thrust his G-spot! It was like a fire hose, filling him with hot cum over and over. “There we go, hell yeah…putting it all up in you.”“Unit 423, are you available to respond to a suspicious person?” Paul’s eyes flew opened. “Fucking dispatch!” he hissed. Will’s voice came through over the radio. “Unit 423 is available.”Paul groaned. “Fuck I just came, and now I can’t even enjoy it. I have to go.”“No please…”Paul pulled out against Jim’s protests. “You came right?”“Y-yeah.”“Then that’s what matters. Cause I sure fucking did. Man, I hate leaving a wet hole. Fuck this sucks!” Paul ran into the nearby bathroom to wipe off his cock, wash his hands, and stuff himself into his pants as the information came in over the radio. “Fuck fuck fuck,” he muttered.Jim watched him with amusement. He was resting against the wall, his cheek pressed against the cool paint, still stunned and basking in the afterglow of sex which was, as of 15 minutes ago, a simple wank. “You really gotta go huh?”“Yeah I do.” Paul ran out of the bathroom and smacked him on the ass on the way out. “Text me again ok?”“Ooh! I will do that. Stay safe.”“Thanks. Bye, stud.” The door slammed.Stud! Jim could have sworn he was on Cloud 9. Jim feared he may swoon and went to lie down on the sofa to process what a lucky little cockslut he was tonight. The only way it could have been better was if Paul had used the handcuffs. ____________________________________________________Captions are fictional. @torontopup thanks for the submission~ -- source link
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