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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 54
My Sex Life Is A Carefully Guarded Secret,
There are secrets that people don't talk about. Mostly about things that happened or they did that would get them in trouble or be embarrassing. I know, I never talk to anyone about my secret. It all started when I walked home from practice and this cop stopped and asked me where I was going. After a moment he told me to hop in and he'd give me a cop ride and take me home. I didn't know what a cop ride was, when I got home I went straight to my room and didn't come down to dinner.
The deal was, after practice I would walk home, take this and that street, and he would find me and pick me up and take me for a cop ride. He learned about this vacant apartment, that could be accessed from the parking garage and that's where he took me. I was anxious and scared but I also liked being with him and touching his 'gun' and being 'arrested'. Sometimes he was in a mood and it was get your pants down and sometimes he wanted to kiss and make out before having sex. On my side I made sure to walk home on the days he told me.
One day I was too old for that, I was out of high school, it was a question of meeting up with him and giving him a blowjob and taking it like a man when he dished it out. I never stopped liking it and still do, but it took me a long time for him to move into my past and I got another cop to treat me to a cop ride.
I was married and divorced, fortunately she already had kids so none are from me. I live in mixed neighborhood and work for an insurance company as a claims adjuster. My friend Steve comes by when he can arrange it and we play cops and robbers and I play with his gun and he arrests me. He's a retired cop and works security part time. Thinking back on it I have been strictly a cop guy.
The deal was, after practice I would walk home, take this and that street, and he would find me and pick me up and take me for a cop ride. He learned about this vacant apartment, that could be accessed from the parking garage and that's where he took me. I was anxious and scared but I also liked being with him and touching his 'gun' and being 'arrested'. Sometimes he was in a mood and it was get your pants down and sometimes he wanted to kiss and make out before having sex. On my side I made sure to walk home on the days he told me.
One day I was too old for that, I was out of high school, it was a question of meeting up with him and giving him a blowjob and taking it like a man when he dished it out. I never stopped liking it and still do, but it took me a long time for him to move into my past and I got another cop to treat me to a cop ride.
I was married and divorced, fortunately she already had kids so none are from me. I live in mixed neighborhood and work for an insurance company as a claims adjuster. My friend Steve comes by when he can arrange it and we play cops and robbers and I play with his gun and he arrests me. He's a retired cop and works security part time. Thinking back on it I have been strictly a cop guy.
