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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 32
True Story: The State Trooper
Last Fall I witnessed a deer running across the highway into the left read door of a car in the lane ahead of me. The deer flew up and back across the lanes coming toward us and the car it ran into swerved right clipping the left rear quarter panel of the car on her right with her right front bumper, and both cars skidded into the grass on the right side of the highway. I was concerned since the vehicle the deer ran into had 2 children sitting in the back seat. Fortunately no physical injuries to anyone in either car, but an emotional trauma for the young mother and her two babies.
We were attempting to console the mom and babies so I had no idea the State Trooper had arrived until I looked up and he was standing beside us. EMS arrived about the same time so we backed away as the took the mom, babies and other man in to make sure there were no injuries.
The State Trooper was a take charge individual; very professional, stern, matter-of-fact, grand-father-ish even to be in his 40's. Zero warmth, dull personality and the impression of...just give me an excuse. All the witnesses had given him our license and while he was running us the wrecker arrived. When he came out of his car, he called all the witness together giving us an envelope with instructions and his contact information. Then, in a very stern voice he told us he was taking each statement individually...and alone. One, two, three he called each witness to talk and the witness left rolling their eyes at the rest of us. Now, other than the wrecker drivers, I am the only one there with the State Trooper. I had bad feeling when he came to me rather than beckoning me to him. I was the only witness he didn't call by their last name: he handed me my license and called my by my first name. Then, to my utter amazement he said; "Those children were extremely fortunate. Did you see that deer antler myself. Yes, I saw it and had the mother seen it she would have had a complete breakdown. He said, "I see too many innocent children injured when isn't their fault and every time I think of my kids. I have to distance myself when kids are involved because it rips my guts out." Wow was my first impression wrong!
When he finished my statement he asked how I liked my new car, which had paper tags. One comment let to another, to another...and as the cars were towed off I was sitting on the side of the highway with a State Trooper who was sitting in my cars drivers seat as I explained and demonstrated some of it features. He declined the offer to take a rest drive as had another cal.
I'm a 32yo, white, 5'10", 160# good looking, professional, bi male and pride myself on being masculine. By the time I left the Trooper I had developed an... it would be nice to roll in the sac with that one...but knew it would never happen. The following Sunday, 2 days after the accident, my cell rang while I was running and it was that State Trooper. He wanted to know if he could still take me up on my offer to test drive me new car. I said, sure. When is it convenient for you? He said, "NOW". He was sitting in my driveway by the time I got back to my house.
He was out of uniform and just as nice looking as the day I met him. We went inside and set at the island in my kitchen while I drank some water and cooled down. When I told him I needed to shower and to make himself at home, he said give me a tour first. So, I gave him a tour of the house, turning on different TV's for his choice. I was in my bathroom taking off me sweaty clothes when I looked and he was standing at the door. I looked up and he said, "thought you might need your back washed." I reached for the shower door, opened it and said, "it's a double shower. Let me get you a towel."
I'm standing in the shower letting the side shower head run over my head and body as I lather. The rain shower head in the ceiling is running between us and he is under the shower across from me. Before I got all the soap washed off good that married State trooper was on his knees with my cock in his mouth. He put my hands on the sides of his head signaling for me to fuck his face, and I did so with passion. I'm thick and his mouth was stretch and only able to get half in...he was like a kid in a candy store. He turned me around and rimmed my ass, licked my balls, set on his ass in the shower floor licking my feet. I pulled him up and returned favor for favor as he screamed profanities. Our mouths had never touched each other and as he pulled me up he said, "No kissing....No love making... Just raw animal lust."
We dried off and went to my bed where he laid on his back and pulled his hair legs up over his chest and said, "Ram it in all the way." I bent down to rim his ass and got an amazing surprise: His ass hole had opened up and I looked right into his ass...and my beer can was like a piece of steel. I put 2 fingers up his ass with no lube and no pressure. I put on a condom on greased it and it went balls deep with minimal effort. This married, State Trooper, jock man was a power bottom with plenty of experience, and I was reaping the unexpected rewards. I fucked him in every conceivable position, all over my house... the 4th time I got off that evening he was bent over the hood of my car...in the garage.
It was another week before he test drove my car; driving me to a restaurant where we met one of his bi-married fuck buddies. He followed us to my house and we tag teamed, and split-roast, that jock trooper for 2 hours. I've introduced him to several of my bi buds and another of his... we have managed two amazing orgies. Watching that jock, married, State Trooper get nailed turns me on like nothing ever before.
Usually, I can look a another man and tell right off if he is a player, but was fooled this time...and in a good way. Glad he felt something from me even when I didn't him. Of course his first impressions is one of a real prick...little did I know, he's been a bottom since he was a teenager and loves pricks in his ass. Nothing like witnessing a jock, masculine, married man being tagged as he screams profanities in his baritone voice.
Last Fall I witnessed a deer running across the highway into the left read door of a car in the lane ahead of me. The deer flew up and back across the lanes coming toward us and the car it ran into swerved right clipping the left rear quarter panel of the car on her right with her right front bumper, and both cars skidded into the grass on the right side of the highway. I was concerned since the vehicle the deer ran into had 2 children sitting in the back seat. Fortunately no physical injuries to anyone in either car, but an emotional trauma for the young mother and her two babies.
We were attempting to console the mom and babies so I had no idea the State Trooper had arrived until I looked up and he was standing beside us. EMS arrived about the same time so we backed away as the took the mom, babies and other man in to make sure there were no injuries.
The State Trooper was a take charge individual; very professional, stern, matter-of-fact, grand-father-ish even to be in his 40's. Zero warmth, dull personality and the impression of...just give me an excuse. All the witnesses had given him our license and while he was running us the wrecker arrived. When he came out of his car, he called all the witness together giving us an envelope with instructions and his contact information. Then, in a very stern voice he told us he was taking each statement individually...and alone. One, two, three he called each witness to talk and the witness left rolling their eyes at the rest of us. Now, other than the wrecker drivers, I am the only one there with the State Trooper. I had bad feeling when he came to me rather than beckoning me to him. I was the only witness he didn't call by their last name: he handed me my license and called my by my first name. Then, to my utter amazement he said; "Those children were extremely fortunate. Did you see that deer antler myself. Yes, I saw it and had the mother seen it she would have had a complete breakdown. He said, "I see too many innocent children injured when isn't their fault and every time I think of my kids. I have to distance myself when kids are involved because it rips my guts out." Wow was my first impression wrong!
When he finished my statement he asked how I liked my new car, which had paper tags. One comment let to another, to another...and as the cars were towed off I was sitting on the side of the highway with a State Trooper who was sitting in my cars drivers seat as I explained and demonstrated some of it features. He declined the offer to take a rest drive as had another cal.
I'm a 32yo, white, 5'10", 160# good looking, professional, bi male and pride myself on being masculine. By the time I left the Trooper I had developed an... it would be nice to roll in the sac with that one...but knew it would never happen. The following Sunday, 2 days after the accident, my cell rang while I was running and it was that State Trooper. He wanted to know if he could still take me up on my offer to test drive me new car. I said, sure. When is it convenient for you? He said, "NOW". He was sitting in my driveway by the time I got back to my house.
He was out of uniform and just as nice looking as the day I met him. We went inside and set at the island in my kitchen while I drank some water and cooled down. When I told him I needed to shower and to make himself at home, he said give me a tour first. So, I gave him a tour of the house, turning on different TV's for his choice. I was in my bathroom taking off me sweaty clothes when I looked and he was standing at the door. I looked up and he said, "thought you might need your back washed." I reached for the shower door, opened it and said, "it's a double shower. Let me get you a towel."
I'm standing in the shower letting the side shower head run over my head and body as I lather. The rain shower head in the ceiling is running between us and he is under the shower across from me. Before I got all the soap washed off good that married State trooper was on his knees with my cock in his mouth. He put my hands on the sides of his head signaling for me to fuck his face, and I did so with passion. I'm thick and his mouth was stretch and only able to get half in...he was like a kid in a candy store. He turned me around and rimmed my ass, licked my balls, set on his ass in the shower floor licking my feet. I pulled him up and returned favor for favor as he screamed profanities. Our mouths had never touched each other and as he pulled me up he said, "No kissing....No love making... Just raw animal lust."
We dried off and went to my bed where he laid on his back and pulled his hair legs up over his chest and said, "Ram it in all the way." I bent down to rim his ass and got an amazing surprise: His ass hole had opened up and I looked right into his ass...and my beer can was like a piece of steel. I put 2 fingers up his ass with no lube and no pressure. I put on a condom on greased it and it went balls deep with minimal effort. This married, State Trooper, jock man was a power bottom with plenty of experience, and I was reaping the unexpected rewards. I fucked him in every conceivable position, all over my house... the 4th time I got off that evening he was bent over the hood of my car...in the garage.
It was another week before he test drove my car; driving me to a restaurant where we met one of his bi-married fuck buddies. He followed us to my house and we tag teamed, and split-roast, that jock trooper for 2 hours. I've introduced him to several of my bi buds and another of his... we have managed two amazing orgies. Watching that jock, married, State Trooper get nailed turns me on like nothing ever before.
Usually, I can look a another man and tell right off if he is a player, but was fooled this time...and in a good way. Glad he felt something from me even when I didn't him. Of course his first impressions is one of a real prick...little did I know, he's been a bottom since he was a teenager and loves pricks in his ass. Nothing like witnessing a jock, masculine, married man being tagged as he screams profanities in his baritone voice.
