Punk

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Summary

When a police officer catches a college student in an act of vandalism, what will he do?

Genre
Romance/Erotica
Author
Kane
Status
Complete
Chapters
13
Rating
4.6 9 reviews
Age Rating
18+

Chapter One

From Officer Hank's Point of View


I've been working this job for 25 years. I am patrolling when I get called over to the local gas station. There are some kids outside vandalizing things. I guess they aren't necessarily kids, they are probably early 20's.


I sigh. I hate this part of my job. I pull up and they run. I decide to chase the boy with bright red hair. He runs back an alley. I easily outrun him because of my years of experience.


I tackle him, "stay down you punk ass bitch."


He fights against me, "get off. You're hurting me. Stop it."


I cuff him, "whatever."


He made me hard from pushing his ass up against me.


He must feel it, "you nasty fucker. You get off on this don't you. You're a sick bastard."


I yank him up, "alright. I'm taking you in."


He spits in my face, and it sends me over the edge.


I force him down on his knees, "you think you are so tough don't you punk ass bitch."


He looks up at me and I can tell he wants it. He has his lips slightly parted.


I pat his cheek, "you are a kinky little bitch aren't you. You think about getting fucked by the police often don't you."


He looks down, "maybe sir."


I make him look up at me, "you look at me when I talk to you punk."


He let's out a small gasp, "yes Officer."


I grip myself through my tightening pants.


He chuckles, "Officer is there a problem?"


I drag him to my cruiser. I toss him in the backseat and get in the front. I start to drive leaving him in the back seat still hot and bothered. I'm supposed to remain professional. I guess the lonely years get to me sometimes. I rub myself through my pants.


He pushes his face against the grate between the front and back seat, "you really are stroking it up there aren't you. Yeah you are. I bet you wanna touch my tight hole Officer."


He is using a seductive voice and I can barely stand it. I close the black divider and pull over. I lean into my seat. Fuck he is getting me all ralled up. I get out of the car and get him out. I push him against the side of the car.


He laughs softly, "Officer, what is all of this about?"


I hold him up again the car, "spread them."


He obeys, "wanna feel me up huh? You could have just asked."


I start to pat him down.


I run my hands up his legs and grab ahold of his dick hard, "what's this?"


He moans light, "my cock sir."


I grope it, "I'll have to take a closer look."


I start to undo his belt as I turn him around pushing his back against the car. He looks up while I strip his bottom half down to his boxers. I push them down slowly and grope him more. He bucks his hips softly.


I stroke slow until he's hard, "you might be hiding something inside you. I'll have to cheek that too."


I turn him around and spit on my fingers. I gently slide one in and finger slow.


He moans out for me, "oh Officer Hank. I know I've been a bad boy. Please punish me."


I chuckle slowly adding the second finger stretching him, "I'll punish you real good you fucking punk ass bitch. That's my job."


Once he's nice and stretched I get my cock out, "I didn't find anything with my fingers but it never hurts to check extra deep."


I push inside his hole letting him adjust as I pull his hair.


He whines softly, "police brutality is real. Pulling my hair like that."


I fuck into him hard, "yeah you fucking love it too."


I slap his ass and he moans out for me. I'm fucking him so hard his dick is moving between his body and the car.


He whines, "Officer I'm sorry I was so bad. I deserve this. I deserve for you to fill me with your dirty cum."


He's making me even more turned on.


I cum inside him grunting softly, "yeah punk ass bitch take my cum like that."


I start to stroke him and he cums in my fist.


I spank him, "good punk ass bitch."


I dress his bottom half again. I uncuff him and put him in the back seat again and get up front.


I look back at him, "I'll drive you home."


I know I sound less stressed. I am less stressed. I feel a lot better. He looks at me and gives me the address. I drive him home.


He stops when I open the door for him, "I'll have to vandalize things more often Officer. I really hope to see you again soon. Make sure you are ready to give me a good punishment again."


I slap his ass as he walks towards his house, "you should try to behave punk ass bitch."


He looks back at me still walk, "then you'd stay all stressed Officer. I'll see you soon for sure. I promise."