I'm a divorced, bisexual male who prefers the company of masculine men. I inherited a full head of thick, wavy, dark black hair which requires a skilled hairdresser otherwise I look like an old spiral perm or one cut to short. When the barber my dad and I used retired the search for someone who understands how to tame our type of hair began. Finally dad referred me to a middle aged Asian male who owned and operated a salon/spa in town. I had been going to the guy for just over a year and had a standing 6Pm (last) appointment every 3 weeks. I went in for my standing appointment to a waiting room with only one patron...a uniformed officer waiting his appointment with the same hairdresser. The receptionist explained that the hairdresser was running late apologizing and offering to reschedule with a complimentary service. The officer and I both opted to wait.

The officer and I began to chat and I learned he was there on an off day appointment for himself and felt he was infringing on my standing appointment. However, he was there for a cut only and I got a facial before each service. Let me tell ya: my hairdresser gives a facial that has put me to sleep while he massages my face and neck and when he applies an herbal wrap...whoooo... its great. This readjusted appointment was to be the officers first facial. Our hairdresser came out to the reception area apologizing offering us a facial with his Estician while he finished his last clients. We both accepted and were ushered back to an area with 4 chairs where we met the Estician who began the hot steam warp on our faces. After the 15 minute steam towel wrap the Estician began the officer's facial massage as I watched. This cop was so relaxed his hand slipped off the chair sides. Finally she applied the herbal treatment just as our hairdresser began my facial massage. The Estician and other employees left to go home with the three of us in the facial area.

I knew my hairdresser was gay but I never revealed that I was bi. While laying in the facial chair with the herbal pack on my face, the officer was now getting his hair trimmed in the adjoining area and I could hear their conversation...which was sexual. Finally, my hairdresser came to wash my face and invited me to site in a chair near his station as he finished the officers hair cut. I knew they had been playing around and didn't care. He apologized again for being so late as he finished the officers hair cut. I decided to go for it as I knew the hair dresser had been feeling up to cop. So I said, "you owe me no apology. I heard your conversation and know you were playing around. I cool with it and its fine. Just cut my hair and I'll go so you can have some privacy. I am really fine with this...you two enjoy yourself when I leave." They both looked at me...the uniformed cops face turned white and my hairdressers face turned beet red. Dead silence filled the shop as the officer moved to a chair and I set down for my haircut. Nothing else was mentioned and I left the two of them in the spa alone. I went out to an empty parking lot... other than my car, the spa owners and a county car.

My next trip to get a facial and hair cut the spa/salon owner apologized again and thanked me for my understanding. He opened up and I learned the cop was his Ex-lover, even though the cop was a divorced dad who was living with a local judge's youngest sister. Knowing they were former lovers and they both did their own thing, as I was paying my tab, I whispered to my hairdresser that I was bi but was only attracted to married, divorced and jock single gay men. We laughed, he hugged me and I left. The next week I received a call from my hairdresser inviting me to dinner with he and his Ex-cop friend. I accepted as this cop was one hot hunk!

A few days later I was sitting at a local Chinese restaurant across the booth from my hairdresser and his uniformed cop buddy. We had a cocktail, a good meal and conversation as they explained their relationship which was now one of close friends. During the meal I felt a foot touch the side of my leg. Unsure whose foot it was and not interested in beginning a relationship with my hairdresser I pulled my foot back under me. As soon as dinner was finished our hairdresser friend excused himself going to the john...but he never returned to our table. I knew he wanted me and the cop to have some alone time. We made a date to meet in a few days after I was off work and he was off the late evening shift.

We met for dinner a week later in a nice restaurant with private eating areas. I was impressed at how handsome the cop was out of his uniform as we ate and established a strong bond. After dinner I knew he had to get home to his girlfriend but was anxious for another date. I waited for him to ask for one, but nothing happened until we walked into the parking lot. He asked for a date and I was giving him my business card and writing my home address on the back when he suggested we ride by my house so he knew for sure which house it was. I agreed and he asked for my car keys, which I gave to him. He drove the 15 minutes toward my house and when I pointed it out he turned into the driveway and turned off the engine at the garage doors. That is when he reached for my head and pulled me to his mouth gently kissing my lips just before he pushed his tongue down my throat. This guy used his tongue all over my teeth, across my palate. He was breathing through his nostrils with a major lip lock. I'm 8 years older than this guy but he has some major experience and a technique which had my cock straining against my zipper.

After some heavy making out he pulled the keys out of the ignition and opened his door. I opened mine and we walked to the front of the car where he returned my keys. I have a remote on my keys to open the garage, so I opened the garage and we walked around my SUV toward the door to the mud room. I opened the door... stepped in turn on lights and he followed. I closed the door turned around and he was on his knees reaching and unzipping me suit pants. This guy was like a dying man finding water as he pulled my suit pants and silk boxers to my knees and devoured my big ole cock. He was grinding his finger tips into my ass as he ran his hands over my ass cheeks. He was gagging as he attempted to deep throat my 9er. He sucked my balls turning onto his back sliding between my legs as he pushed them apart...and began to lick my hairy ass. With my suit pants and boxers now around my ankles, him laying on top of them, my legs bowed and bent out at my knee to accommodate him being between them to rim my ass. My tie was choking me, my suit coat tight on my body I had to grab the wall to balance myself as this hungry cop was devouring my ass, balls and cock. I knew I was anxious for some action but he was starving... and I knew and it was going to continue right there in the Mud Room on the tile floor.

I took my suit coat off tossing it into the kitchen floor so I could bend down and massage his cock and have the maneuverability to unzip his pants. With my hands on the tile floor between his spread legs and him eating my ass. I finally got his cock out and it was a nice 7 1/2 incher, hard as steel and leaking like a sap out of a Maple Tree in Spring...and tasted even better. I knew he scooted back and up for better access to rim my ass, and I was happy to avail him that opportunity. Finally I told him I had to get out of my pants. He crawled out from between my legs, and on top of my pants and boxers as he slide off his pants and jockeys sitting on the floor... with no indication he was going to move. I slipped off of my shoes, stepped out of my suit pants, and silk boxers, kicking them out of the way. He reached up grabbed my ass as he laid onto his back and he guided my ass onto of his handsome, cop face. I put my knees on the floor beside his waist and lowered my ass on his tongue. My hands now on his hair knees for balance as he rimmed me into utopia. He was moving his hands all over my ass, lower back, legs and was getting really, really turned on. I felt his tongue all over my ass, circling it like a kid licking an ice cream cone and I was into another dimension - happy to have such an unexpected pleasure. I wanted some of his cock really bad, but due to me being taller I was not able to bend down in that position. So I rolled off his face onto my side into a 69 position and returned the favor devouring his ass...his cock...his nuts...and he was returning the same to me with great passion and enthusiasm. We were the only two people on the face of the earth and we were devouring each others bodies.


The first words he spoke since coming into the house were, "finger fuck my ass. PLEASE!" I didn't need a second request. I licked my long middle finger and pushed it into his jock, 26yo, hot, cop ass and he was moaning and pushing against it. I knew then I was going to get me some jock ass before the night was over. I fingered him and he sucked my cock and I sucked his. We made out like wild... I was about to explode. I pulled back a second and that's when I realized just how hard and cold the tile floor was. I stood up and pulled him up to me. We kissed passionately as I guided him into my dark house. Nothing on but my socks and white shirt...him in his sport shirt and socks...the Mud Room floor littered with out clothes. I stopped into the kitchen to get us a beer as I threw my tie onto the island pulling him down the dark hallway to my California King bed.

Standing at the foot of my bed we chugged our beers with one hand exploring the others body with a free hand. Then he drank a mouth full of beer pulled my mouth to his and pushed that beer into my mouth. I was so turned on. We swapped beer from each other mouths for the longest. Then... he took another mouth full of beer and knelt taking my cock into his mouth full of beer. OMG.... what a feeling. This cop was erotic, sensual, passionate, wild and I was loving it. He got up and I returned the favor as our hard cocks drooled all over each other.

For the longest we gave each other tongue baths, 69'd our cocks and asses. It was clear to me he wanted to be the bottom. He told me to "nail my ass". As he laid back onto my bed pulling his legs up to his chest and giving me a look at his love tunnel. I grabbed a condom from the night stand put it on and began to spread Anal Ease on my cock. As I was about to put some on my finger he said, "NO. I'm a natural born bottom and I'm already self lubed." I looked at his ass and his hole was quivering and already opening. This cops ass was like a real pussy...he was so turned on for my big ole dick. I pushed the head to his ass and it slipped right in....he pushed his ass up taking me to my pubs in one push. My hands were on the back sides of his legs, which were on his chest, and I was long dicking this jock cop. His eyes were closed and his head was rolling from one side to the other as he grunted, moaned, and begged me to "RAM ME HARD...I WANT IT HARD. Make my your bitch! Fuck my cop ass with your big ole dick. Fuck me hard and long." I grabbed his hands into mine and pushed them back beside his head holding them firm with our fingers interlocked. His legs were now wrapped around my waist and I was deep in his ass and working him like I knew he wanted, needed and desired. He began to curse as he hunched up to meet my thrust. Then he said. "I LOVE it in the ass... I can't get enough. I fuck myself with several different sized dildos....and love every.....second." Suddenly the cursing and dirty talking got him so turned on he began to dig his finger nails into my back. He pushed his ass up to meet every thrust, eyes open now and rolled up like he was in a trans...his head turning side to side, moaning, cursing and screaming. This is exactly the type of sex I like but didn't expect any of what was happening, but I was in heaven. He screamed "I'm cumming" as he shoot a hugh load all over my hairy chest and belly. His ass ring clamped down on my cock like a vise grip and I was about to loose it too. I had fucked this cop into an orgasm without him touching himself. Sensing I was close he told me. "Pull out, rip off that condom and shoot in my mouth...and I flooded his mouth with my baby making batter. He grabbed my head and pulled me to his mouth where we snow-balled my jizz until he swallowed every drop. He pushed me onto my back... got over me and licked his cum off my hairy bell and we kissed some more. Without a doubt, I knew this guy was one of the most erotic, sensual, passionate, wild, kinky men I had ever been with... and I was one satisfied dude.

We became very close talking frequently and he visits every couple of weeks. We have had some wonderful times together, as well as some hot all male 3ways and tagged some females, too. No one would ever suspect either of us of being bi, must less that hot, newly married cop of being a power bottom.