jaysizzles
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What does a dude have to do to get handcuffed and spanked?![]()
I want to suck off a cop. While he's on duty.
This is true as wild as it sounds. I was on the NY Subway on my way to my job at a bank. I am not sure if anyone knows but in the morning mostly on crowded trains your hands or there's at there side back of palm brushes your crotch gets you hard. This was different a NY Transit cop in uniform was at the very front door next to the driver it was packed. I squeezed in and can tell you since he was a cop no matter how hot no way Id do anything. First I felt the back of his hand rubbing. He then turned his hand and gently cupped my crotch massaging it. Just as it got to Wall Street I shot my load. The only thing that saved me is that most of my spunk was on my briefs and it was a very heavy wool pinstripe suit so no stain. When I got to work I immediately went to the men,s room to clean up never saw him again.
nice thread! i am blessed with 2 cops as fuck buddies (thank you powers that be).
No pics but several unforgettable experiences in NY.
The NYU restrooms just east of Washington Square were notorious for cruising. One day a guy came into the stall next to me, we moved our feet together and I went out and tapped on the stall door. I almost shit myself when it was opened by a NYPD cop in full uniform. I made to leave but he grabbed me and pulled me into the stall, said don't worry, and proceeded to kiss me. Eventually I was stripped to my shorts, with him pumping me. During this time, classes broke and the guys were coming and out to use the toilets-I was never so nervous, but he kept his cool. Eventually he blew his nut, we left separately, and met outside on Waverley, went for a coffee and had a chat. He had just come off shift and was heading back to Brooklyn, where I was also living-me in Cobble Hill, he in Carroll Gardens. Needless to say it was the beginning of a great and fun friendship.
Another nite, I was coming from a nite club called The Tunnel in the Eat Village, at about 6am on a Sunday.This car drives by and the suited guy is cruising me hard...he stops and asks if I want a ride, so I hop in.
He's got his cock out and asks if I have somewhere to go. As I was in Brooklyn he says not to worry he knows somewhere and just of E12 st pulls up to the precinct. He said he was a detective,we can go in, that it's closed until 12pm so we would not be disturbed. He unlocks the door, and we go into the common room where he strips and we make out on the sofa...not great sex, but made hot by the place we were in!
Another time I was house sitting for a pal up near Fort Tryon Park, and on the A train this stunningly hot cop, Italian, with motorcycle boots was patrolling the train after midnight. He was eying this younger guy, and I had heard about a cop on the A train who liked to get blown in the park. So they both exit at 191st st, as do I, and we all three exited the station. They both turned towards the park, and I pretended to go the other way. Once they were safely in the park I doubled back, and followed them. Eventually, I came across them, the cop leaning against the wall, and the kid on his knees blowing him. The cop started when I came along, but I just said "nice cock", and he motioned for me to join in. The kid shot soon after and left, and the cop pushed me to his cock where I drained his great fleshy Italian meat.
I had one bad experience in the 90s when the toilets in Penn Station were decrepit and cruisey. It was a great place for action, but was quiet there late one night. I genuinely had to piss, and was finishing when I was aware of someone coming in, so I stood there, but could see nobody. My cock was hard, but then I heard a voice say" dirty fucking faggot", so I zipped up,and turned to leave. there against the wall was a youngish NYPD officer. He said "if I see you here again I'll arrest you". I was worried but got pissed off when I noticed a pin of the Irish flag in his lapel. I looked at his name-a very Irish name- and I said in my strong Irish accent "take me in if you want, but I've done nothing wrong, and another thing,that's the flag of MY country in your lapel. It won't go down well if you drag an Irish guy into court. He looked at me like I was crazy and said "get out of here". Strange thing is, I've fucked more ostensibly straight Irish American men than I care to remember-guess the cop was in denial.
That was in the 90s...things have changed, I guess, but the memories are fresh as when that cum was squirting down my throat.





