Jailer’s Bait

I was working lockup the night they brought in this
sweet looking, baby-faced kid. At first I thought the
arresting officer had made a mistake. Then I looked at the
report, and the kid’s ID. Public intoxication, blaa, blaa,
blaa, Jeremy Duncan, blaa, blaa, blaa, eighteen. No mistake.
He was in the right place.

I took the kid back to pat him down before putting him
in a cell. He had the narrowest waist and the roundest ass
I’d ever seen on a man. I was getting excited running my
hands over his firm, tight body. Most guys in his position
were scared as hell, but this kid was cool as ice. I guess
he’d had enough to drink to make him at ease with his
situation.

I reached around and patted down his chest, felt around
his waist again for good measure, and copped a good feel of
his sizable hard jewels. This kid was hot in more ways than
one. He had an itch between his long, slim legs that was
just dying to be scratched.

When I’d finished, Jeremy turned and smiled impishly.
“That was nice,” he said. “When do I get to play with
yours?” His sexy blue eyes dropped to scope out the crotch
bulge in my uniform.

I’ve been a cop for ten years. In that time I’d had to
deal with my fair share of wise guys, but seldom were they as
adorable as Jeremy. Just the thought of being touched by his
long, smooth fingers made me feel warm inside. I would liked
nothing better than to have pulled down his pants and fuck
his pert, little ass. Having my thick, eight-inch dong
stretching his tight rosy pucker would sure be one way of
wiping that smirk off his face.

“You want to call anyone?” I asked.

“Fuck no,” said Jeremy. “I want to party.”

“Sorry kid, the party’s over.”

Before I realized what was happening his hand was
rubbing my dick through my pants. “It doesn’t have to be,
Chief.”

“The name is Officer McDougal,” I said, pushing away his
hand. “And I’m afraid it does.”

I considered throwing his cute ass in the drunk tank,
but some of those guys would have eaten him alive. I put
him in a cell by himself. It was the only way I could be
sure he wouldn’t wind up being some pervert’s main squeeze
for the night.

“Oh, come on, officer Doogie, lighten up. What’s the
matter? I thought you liked me. You sure took your sweet
time rubbing my tight, young ass. I kind of liked it too.
It was giving me a boner.” He started unfastening his pants.
“You wanna see?”

This kid was tying my guts in knots and turning my balls
blue! Hell yes! I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to
devour his entire, fucking body, but this was neither the
time, nor the place.

“That’s all right, kid. I’ll take your word for it.”

“Why do you keep calling me a kid?” He shouted
belligerently. “Everybody’s always treating me like a kid.
I’m not a kid! I’m old enough to do a lot of things, and I’d
like to do some of them with you, Doogie.”

“God, give me strength,” I whispered, closing and
locking his cell door.

The next morning as some of our guests were checking out
of their suites, Jeremy came up to my desk and stood looking
quite humble.

“Officer McDougal,” he said softly. “I think I owe you
an apology. Last night I said some things that, well....I
shouldn’t have.”

“Don’t worry about it. Sometimes we say things we don’t
mean.”

“No,” said Jeremy, turning to walk away. “I said I was
sorry for saying those things. I didn’t say I didn’t mean
them.”

I didn’t know what the hell to say. He seemed to be
completely sincere in his confession.

“Hey, wait,” I called out to him. He stopped and turned
around. “I’ll be finished here in another ten minutes, if
you want to have some breakfast and talk?”

Jeremy’s face lit up like a fourth of July sparkler.
“I’d like that,” he said. “I really would.”

I took Jeremy to my apartment. Sitting down at the
table to a couple of plates of scrambled eggs, we ate in
silence. The tension was so thick you could have cut it with
a knife.

Jeremy was the one who finally broke the ice. “I wanted
to apologize because you seem like a nice guy. I shouldn’t
have put you on the spot like that.”

After the way he had behaved last night I was a little
amused to see was now blushing. “What made you think I was
interest in you?” I asked out of curiosity.

Jeremy shrugged his narrow shoulders. “The way you
touched me when you were patting me down. The way your hands
seemed to linger here and there. That, and some wishful
thinking on my part, I suppose. Was I wrong?”

I leaned over the table to kiss him full on the mouth.
His soft ruby lips parted and his hot tongue slithered into
my mouth. “You weren’t wrong,” I admitted, my mouth still
pressed against his. “I wanted you then as much as I want
you now.” Jeremy stood up and we became entwined in a long
passionate embrace.

“Do you think I could take a shower?” he asked. “I feel
kind of grubby after spending a night in your jail.”

I ran my fingers through his soft locks of hair.
“Sure,” I said, hating the thought of letting him go. “Maybe
you wouldn’t mind a little company to wash your back?”

“I think I’d like that,” said Jeremy. “But there’s no
reason for you to stop there. I’ve got some other body parts
that are a whole lot more interesting.”

This kid sure knew hot to yank my chain. He hadn’t laid
a hand on me and my cock was already so hard, my balls so
swollen, it made the short jaunt to the bathroom seem more
like ten miles of rough road.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, toying with the
temperature of the water so that it was just right, I watched
Jeremy slowly take off his cloths. God, he was amazing. His
smooth, creamy-white skin was utterly tantalizing. His
youthful build so boyish, yet devilishly masculine. His big,
thick cock was so impressive, and hard with its wicked, manly
desire, it actually appeared to vibrate. The sight of him
alone had me teetering on the edge of lustful insanity.

I stood up and begun unbuttoning my shirt. Jeremy
reached out taking my hands in his. “Please,” he said. “Let
me do that.” Jeremy was clearly in complete control. I was
putty in his capable hands as he stripped off my cloths.

Together we stepped into the shower and let the warm
spray wash over us as we came together. His delicate mouth
was soft, sweet and pink. I felt his wet hands gliding down
my back, coming to a halt on my hairy cheeks. What was it
about this kid? I was virtually powerless in any attempt to
resist his erotic charms. Everything he did, every move he
made, every gesture, seemed so perfect, so erotically hot.

He squeezed my muscular buns and slammed his slab of
lengthy fuck muscle against mine. He leaned back, confident
in the strength of my powerful set of arms that were locked
securely around his thin waist. He squirmed, testing my
virtue as he worked his cozy tuft of pubic fur against the
sensitive underbelly of my cock.

He panted feverishly, locking his fingers behind my
head, pulling my mouth to his erect nipples. “Suck my tits,
Doogie,” he gasped. “Lick my hard nips.” His silky smooth
chest heaved as my blistering tongue taunted the small, brown
halos encircling his tiny erect buds.

My head spun with the desire to taste more of his tangy
flesh. I sucked and chewed his delicious little tits until
his well—formed pecs were red with abuse.

Jeremy leaned his shoulders back against the steamy
tile, gently guiding my face down his hairless torso. “Oh
God, Doogie, that feels so good, yesss.. work that amazing
tongue of yours lower.” My lips paused on the concave dip of
his belly button. “Shit yes,” he hissed. “Tongue fuck my
belly button! Lick it, Doogie. Stick your tongue in it!
Ream it out!”

I plundered his sexy navel until waves of drool had
trickled down his belly to saturate his dense manly crotch.
I was starving for the spicy zest of his cock, but Jeremy had
something else in mind.

I now knelt before him on my knees, the exhilarating
surge of water still pelting against my back. Jeremy bent
down and nibbled on my chin before kissing me full on the
mouth. My cock was so hard it hurt.

Jeremy’s lips broke free of mine and he licked a hot
slippery path up the bridge of my nose. Before he was
finished he had completely washed my face with his tongue, he
had even licked my eyelids. My nuts were ready to pop.

His waist slipped through my hands as he turned and
stuck his silky, round ass in my face.

The sleek mounds of his buttocks were the texture of
finely chiseled marble. I leaned forward and kissed his ass
affectionately on each beefy cheek before running my hot,
spiky tongue up and down the full length of his steamy butt
crack.

Jeremy reached around and pulled the cheeks of his ass
apart, exposing the sensual, rosy hew of his anal pucker.
“Loosen me up, Doogie. Make me wet. Get my ass ready for
your big cock.”

I panted ruttishly as I sloshed globs of spit over his
wrinkled hole with my lapping tongue. I put my mouth over
his flexing muscle and could feel the surging of his
passionate young heart throbbing against my lips. His sinewy
thighs quaked, and he whimpered softly, as I thrust my
probing tongue inside him.

“Oh yeah, that’s it. Eat my ass! Butt fuck me with
your juicy tongue. ....... deeper... .deeper, Doogie!
Deeper! Oh fuck, it feels soooo good, your gonna make me
cum.”

Jeremy pushed back, shoving his gaping butt crack into my
face. I was drowning in the musky scent of his succulent
ass. I felt as if I was going down for the third time. God,
what a way to go, I thought as my fatigued tongue grew numb.

“Fuck me,” Jeremy wailed. “Screw my ass with that big,
throbbing nightstick between your legs.”

I aligned my aching baton with Jeremy’s slimy pucker and
pushed until I felt my bloated knob pop into his spastic anal
hole.

Jeremy’s long fingers curled into white knuckled fists
as I fed his tender, young ass an additional dose of steely
cock meat. I was barely inside him and was already fighting
the urge to cum. I couldn’t hold out for long. I banged his
snug, little hole hard and fast, giving him his fill of
pulsating dick meat in a hurry, before my fluxing rocks
turned to jelly.

The slick, slimy walls of his fiery rectum contracted,
fervently gloving my cock as its velvety underbelly slithered
back and forth across his swollen prostate.

Jeremy’s head snapped back as my hairy thighs slammed
against his milky white ass. I was completely inside him
now, eight fat inches of stone-hard dick entrenched in the
tight bottleneck of his butt pit.

“I knew it would be like this,” Jeremy grunted. “I knew
it would be good between us. Fuck me, Doogie. Hammer my ass
with that big, beautiful cock of yours. Hammer me hard!”

My beefy piston frantically worked his inflamed
cylinder, churning globs of oozing butt slime from his well
stretched pucker. Jeremy reached back between his gaping
thighs and squeezed my swollen, hairy bangers. I could not
hold back any longer. My dilated piss tube convulsed with
orgasmic bliss. I buried my spastic cock deep into the hot
pit that held me captive. “I’m gonna blowwwww,” I howled,
grinding the abrasiveness of my wiry pubes into the crack of
his silky ass.

“Shit yes,” Jeremy moaned. “Shoot that wad of spunk up
my ass. I want it all. Every fucking drop.”

My climax rocked me to the core of my soul. The
intensity of my pleasure was so profound, it left me gasping
for breath. The hunger in my loins had been satisfied, but
my tongue still ached to sample his fleshy cock.

My cock, having lost its sting, slithered from Jeremy’s
contorted butt slimed bunghole. He turned to face me, panting
hard, the narrow slit at the tip of his purplish knob
drooling a river of glistening pre—cum. “Suck it,” he
commanded. “Tongue my sappy piss—hole!”

He ran his fingers lovingly through my wet hair as I
locked my lips around the base of his bloated cockhead. The
dew of his passion quickly spread across the slippery surface
of my tongue like warm honey. “That’s it, Doogie, nice and
slow. His voice had become raspy with passion as he slipped
into a state of ecstasy.

My mouth sensuously engulfed the entire length of his
delicious teenage cock. I nuzzled the manly fur surrounding
the base of his rigid shaft, inhaling the arousing scent of
his crotch. His velvety ball-sac tightened around his aching
nuts and pulled them up to cuddle against my slobbering chin.
His manhood had become a powder keg, a bomb that was about to
explode.

Jeremy’s entire body jerked lustfully as he pulled his
flexing cock out of my mouth. “I’m gonna cuuummm,” he
yelped. “Jack me off, Doogie! Let me shoot my load in your
face!”

My fingers jacked his stiffness and I stared wantonly
into the dilated hollowness of his gooey piss-hole. I could
feel the momentum of his sperm building in the brutal
hardness of his flesh. I tingled with excitement, any second
now my face would be saturated with the sweet succulence of
his young seed.

“Faster,” Jeremy panted. “Beat my meat harder.
Fuckkk... I’m almost there. Ahh, ahhhh, yeah, here it
comes, Doogie! I’m gonna shoot!”

The first spurt of creamy nectar ejected from his cock
fell short of having the might to reach my face. I squeezed
his balls and his cock heaved a second, more energized volley
of stringy cum. I closed my eyes as the whipping strand of
shimmering cock juice splattered across my elated face. It
was followed by another and another, until Jeremy’s boy cream
dripped from my chin and the tip of my nose.

I worked his cock until it had nothing more to offer.
Jeremy looked down at me with a sexy, mischievous sort of
smile. Sighing with satisfaction he dropped to his knees and
began licking the thick globs of cum from my face. “For a
fuck like that, I would gladly spend a night jail any time,”
he cooed.