Road Crew and the Cop

By DogBone

Published on Oct 23, 2006

Gay

As I drove Bob back to the rest area the conversation was light. Bob was all laid back almost half asleep when I pulled close to his truck. I patted his leg to joust him awake after I put the car in park. He sat up in the seat yawning and stretching his arms. "We here already," came from him? "Man a good fuck always makes me sleepy," he spoke. "I could just curl up in this seat and sleep all night." "Well, I got to get home and you need to get back to work," I told him. With a sleepy yawn and a nod he zipped up his coveralls to his chest and opened the car door. Standing just outside the door he leaned back in and extended his arm for a handshake. "Forgot my manors bud," as we shook hands. "Thanks for everything and I want us to do it again soon," he offered up still holding my hand tight. I agreed saying I looked forward to it! As he closed the door I dropped the transmission in gear and sped towards the bathrooms at the rest area building. I needed to take a piss bad. Yeah I know why didn't I piss with Bob when he did? Well guys, some ones got to uphold the laws around here on public behavior. I pulled the cruiser into the space reserved for "Troopers only" that was close to the main doors.

As I got out and started for the doors I saw a ruff looking guy standing against the brick wall. He was out of the brightness of the floodlights that light the building. He was standing with one leg bent back behind him against the wall. He was warring a flannel shirt with the sleeves cut off that showed off his bare chest. Construction boots and worn blue jeans that were tight. Smoking a cigarette, he spit on the ground as I walked up. I gave him a hard stare as I slowed down. My eyes were drawn to the bulge in his pants before I knew it. He was packing a large wad to the right that was seen easy in the darkness. It looked like they had been worn whiter in that area then the rest of the old jeans. When my eyes made it back to his face I had on my cop scowl. He was inhaling the cigarette as I looked at him. He raised his eyebrows and offered a "Sorry officer." I nodded an acceptance of his apology as I lectured, "Don' t spit on the walkway again." My eyes betrayed me again as I took another look at his bulge before I turned and headed for the doors.

I made my way to the men's restroom. I knew the path well having used it many times while on patrol. As I entered a few guys were using the urinals and one was at the sink washing his hands. When a cop walks in anywhere, you get noticed. A few guys offered up "Evening officer" as well as some head nods of hello. I made my way to the sink to wash my hands first to allow things to clear out some. I rolled up my sleeves, bent over and splashed water on my face as I listened to the other guys leaving. The water felt cool and refreshing. Pulling the paper towels from the noisy dispenser I dried my face. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the guy from outside standing at the urinal. As I looked at him full on he nodded his head hello with an unlit cigarette hanging out his mouth. I spoke hello to him as I turned and continued to dry my face. A guy walked in and started to piss as I walked over to the last of the four urinals. The new guy quickly finished and left without washing his hands. It was quiet and we were the only two still in there. He spoke first, "Sorry about the spitting on the sidewalk officer." As I looked over at him he backed away from the urinal and was shaking his cock off. He had a nice cock and I couldn't help but check it out with my eyes. I guess I was still super horned up from earlier and wasn't thinking with my full cop brain. I knew better then to try or do anything stupid in a restroom. When I looked at his face he was staring at me hard. In the bright lights of the restroom I could check him out better. He had a head full of shaggy black hair that needed a trimming bad. Nice eyes I had to admit, as I looked him over more. His mustache was full and ran down the sides of his mouth. He looked like he hadn't shaved in days. There wasn't much hair on his chest, but he had a thick trail from his belly button down. As I shook off my cock, hidden because I was still close to the porcelain I offered up, "No problem." As I backed up and pulled my zipper up I saw him checking me out.

He still had his cock out and was scratching the hair at the base of his cock. "A man sure can get horny on the road, " he said. "You a trucker," I asked as I adjusted the placement of my cock in my pants? He said he was and that he had been away from home for about three weeks. "Dam that's a long time," I said as I started to move towards the sinks. He reached out his hand and placed it against my chest as I started to move past him. My instincts kicked in fast and I jumped back. "Easy fellow," I barked. "Don't ever touch a cop like that," I bellowed. He offered up a quick apology holding his hands out from his sides. "I just didn't want you to leave yet," he spoke. He looked pretty innocent with his cock hanging out and I calmed down some. He looked to be 6"2"

to my 5" 10". His weight was about 210 lbs. Sorry my police training, always taking inventory. "OK, what's your problem then," I asked? "I saw you looking outside, was wondering if you were offering it up tonight, that's all," he asked? I knew what he was talking about and wasn't shocked or offended when he called me on it. I was beginning to understand my lust for men and couldn't hide it as easy anymore. I looked at the floor to try to come up with something to say quickly. As I did he slowly moved away from me and I looked at him. "I'm going back here, the last stall." He still had his hands raised as he pointed to the row of shitters. "If you want to come back, I'll be grateful." "If I miss read you, I'm sorry." I watched as he moved down the row of stalls. His large wallet secured with a chain bobbed in his back pocket. I watched till I saw a door open and he disappeared inside. My mind was racing as I though of what I should do. Of course my cop mind was like, Get the fuck out of here! But my male side was wondering what it would be like to experience something with a truck driver. I walked over to the sinks and washed my hands as I took a few more minutes to decide. The restroom was unbelievable quiet with no one coming or going. The only sound that was heard was the buzzing from the Florissant light above. Was this a sign I thought as I tossed the wet towel in the trashcan?

I moved and grabbed the large door handle to exit but I stopped. My first thought was, I'm turning into some kind of whore! But I started moving down the long row of stalls anyway. When I came to the last one I saw movement inside through the crack between the door and the frame. He opened the latch as I stood outside. He still had the unlit cigarette between his lips as he motioned me in. As he closed the door and latched it I started. I backed him against the door and pointed my finger in his face. With a snarl and spit flying I started, "Anybody EVER hears of this, I'll write you so many tickets you will never be able to drive for a living again." "You understand me"? He nodded his head and grinned an evil grin at me. He started talking in a low voice. "God dam, can't believe my luck"! "I'm going to treat you right officer, got a large nut for you that's 6 days old." He didn't seam the least bit scarred of what I told him. As I backed back from him he gripped my shoulders and applied pressure to force me to sit on the toilet seat. He undid the front of his jeans as he continued. "I saw something in your eyes outside man, but I thought I read you wrong." He wasn't warring any underwear and his cock was starting to plump up as he exposed it fully to me. He scratched his nut sack with his one hand as I noticed his other hand shook slightly. He was nervous and I liked that because I was also even though I didn't show it outright. I saw a clear drop of something at the tip of his cut cock head as he eased himself closer. "I won 't take long to cum, I'm so backed up," he spoke real low as he moved the head towards my lips. "Open your mouth, I want to see your teeth," he asked. As I opened my mouth he gripped my chin and pulled my face up. "Fucking beautiful white teeth," was all he said. The drip of clear liquid wet my upper lip as he moved into my mouth. I hadn't sucked much cock before so I was learning as we went. He instantly made me gag trying to push too much in at once. "Sorry man, I'm just so horny," came from him as he rubbed my crew cut head.

He backed out and I licked his cock head and felt his cock getting harder with each lap my tongue took. With his height and my stance we were connected perfect. My one hand explored his nut sack as my other gripped his butt cheek. " Fuck officer, your mouth is so hot," he offered up as he began to move in and out slowly. I spread my legs wider so he could move in closer to me. My badge and nametag hooked on his zippered pants as he hunched his hips. I was learning to breath through my noise as he dug deeper and deeper on each inward movement. His thick bush at the top of his crotch itched my noise as he fucked my face. Taking deep breaths through it I could smell a man's crotch that had sweated some. Drool and spit leaked from my mouth and wet his nut sack as it tapped my chin. I let him increase his hump speed when he asked if he could? I nodded my head and moaned OK. He gripped my shirt on my back and used it to pull me into his hips. He leaned over my head as best he could to get leverage. I could feel my shirttail moving up and out of the back of my pants. His old flannel shirt hanging open cocooned my head as he humped.

Just then we heard the squeaky bathroom door open and a couple of guys walk in. They were talking loud about sports and things. The guy fucking my face slowed down and stopped. He rubbed the back of my head. "Easy buddy, just be quiet. As I listened to the guys pissing and washing their hands, my tongue played with his cock head. I traced the crown of it and opened his piss slit. My hand played with his nuts and moved to the area between his ball sack and his butt hole. He lightly smacked the side of my face, "No mans land bud," he whispered. "Just concentrate on the balls, OK"? I nodded my understanding as he rubbed my face hard. As we heard the last of the guys leave he began moving again. "I'm going for it officer, get ready," he spoke! He grabbed my head tight with both hands and began long deep strokes. I gagged a few times but he didn' t seam to notice as he humped my head. I relaxed my throat as best I could as he slipped in even deeper. He wasn't hung real big, but that extra inch going in made all the difference. With his bush against my lips he started shooting. I could feel the load going down my throat as I swallowed on instinct. His lower belly heaved and contracted against my forehead as he took deep breaths. He stepped up on his tiptoes trying to force himself deeper on his last cum pulse. Seconds later he slowly eased himself out of my throat as his feet touched ground again. His cock head stopped at the middle of my tongue, as I tasted his offerings for the first time. My lungs were taking deep breaths also as I tried to resume normal breathing. As I licked his cock head he stroked my neck and he coughed a smokers cough.

"Fuck man, you don't know how bad I needed that," he said as he pulled away from my head. His soften cock slipped from my mouth as he stood before me. " You need to work on the teeth guy," he said. "Couple times you raked my shaft." I nodded my understanding as I wiped my mouth. I offered up that I had not done it much and was learning as I go. "No shit," he said, "Well you're natural born cocksucker." "With practice your going to be one of the best," he laughed. Turning serious he said, "I drive through here often, you could practice on me some more." My eyes still at his crotch level I saw a white drip form at the piss slit. Without thought I leaned forward and caught it with my tongue tip. "See what I mean, a natural." "You don't let a drop go to waste." As I swirled the last taste around in my mouth I spoke. "Give me your number." As he pulled his pants up and fastened them he seemed happy as hell. I stood and used my shirtsleeve to wipe my mouth dry. My cock was hard and tented my uniform pants. "Looks like you have a nice piece," he said. I saw him dig in his pants pockets pulling out nothing. "Fuck, I don't have a pen or paper," he said! I opened my shirt pocket and pulled out my pad and dug for a pen in my pants. I offered them to him as he wrote his number down. "I'm travel through these parts twice a month, and I always need a blow job." "This is my cell phone number so no worries calling anytime." "You got a taste of me, I'm offering you more if you want it." "I'm willing to help out the law anyway I can man."

"Just ask and I'll save my loads for you," he offered.

I nodded my understanding as I put the paper in my breast pocket and buttoned it shut. "That a yes or no on that," he asked? "You can save them for me," I offered up. "Can't promise I can hookup with you, but let me be first choice," I said. He seemed happy with that and offered up, "Man this run just became my favorite"! As we left together I stopped in the alleyway of the stalls to adjust the placement of my still hard cock. Moving it straight up against my lower belly hid its length. I followed him to the exit door but again stopped short. "I need a drink of water," I spoke as I headed for the facet where you wash your hands. "Your sperm is still strong tasting," I offered up as I lowered my mouth to the flowing water coming from the tap. As I drank a big mouth full he walked up behind me. He rubbed my back, "Told you it was old load, but you better get used to its taste man." "I'm planning on teaching you a lot." As I stood back up I laughed and smacked his back. I dug a breath mint from my pocket in case someone asked me a question on the way out. As I approached my patrol car a group of people were heading in the rest stop doors. A loud, "Thanks for the help officer," came from him as he walked away with a wave.

Positive comments to Dogbone421@aol.com. Thanks so much to all the guys who have written such great things about this story! I hope I can keep it up for all of you.

Next: Chapter 6


Rate this story

Liked this story?

Nifty is entirely volunteer-run and relies on people like you to keep the site running. Please support the Nifty Archive and keep this content available to all!

Donate to The Nifty Archive
Nifty

© 1992, 2024 Nifty Archive. All rights reserved

The Archive

About NiftyLinks❤️Donate