An Officer & Three Gentlemen - Part 2a
Original story written by Sack Stomper in 2000
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A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by three gorgeous hunks
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“And news from around the county today...” Jason heard a muffled radio announcer’s voice say as he slowly came back to consciousness. He was in a dark and confined space, and judging from the sounds of a car engine and the sensation of movement, he correctly guessed that he was in the trunk of a vehicle. More disturbingly still, he was tied and gagged and buried under something, a tarp of some kind, weighted heavily with what felt like lead bricks. ‘Where am I?!’ Jason thought, panic once again setting into his massive chest. ‘And my partner is dead!! I have to get help!’ He struggled against his restraints, but the violent confrontation at the waterfront and the residual effects of the multiple taser strikes made it impossible to break free despite Jason’s more than significant strength.
Suddenly, the car came to a stop, and Jason could hear car doors opening and the sound of his captors walking through gravel to the back of the vehicle. The trunk popped open, and Jason could just make out three large male figures silhouetted against the dim moonlight. Without warning, three hands armed with tasers plunged forward into the young man’s meaty chest, corrugated abdomen, and defenseless groin, and blinding pain sent Jason plummeting into unconsciousness again.
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When Jason finally came to for the second time, he was no longer under the tarp, and no longer in the trunk of a car. Instead, he was in a brightly lit log cabin, and judging by the heavily wooded view visible from out the two moonlit windows on either side of the cabin door, somewhere far to the north and very secluded, perhaps even across the border into Canada. The cabin was relatively small and had only the one room. No cupboards, shelves, tables, or chairs, not even a toilet or sink, occupied the relatively small space that Jason could see in front of him. The only details visible in the room were a small television tucked onto a stand in the corner, the two small windows and a door in the far wall, and a cream colored overhead halogen lamp that offered the only light…as well as young Officer Allen and his three captors.
At the moment, the devastatingly handsome young cop was being forced into a standing position by thick ropes attached to each wrist and ankle. The thick ropes at his wrists extended upward to the beamed ceiling overhead, keeping his enormously muscular arms raised high his over his head and rendering their awesome strength completely useless. His ankles were confined by ropes leading to anchors on the floor, similarly confining his hugely muscular legs and keeping them stretched out in a wide, spread-eagled position.
Even more frightening than the fact that his arms and legs had been tied and bound was the fact that the young cop was very nearly naked. Jason quickly realized that he had been striped to just his special-order, size XXXXL jock strap, revealing every astounding inch of his powerful and extraordinarily muscular physique. With his clothing removed and his massive legs spread open wide, Jason felt extremely vulnerable and completely defenseless. The summer heat made the room quite warm, almost stiflingly so, and Jason could feel the sweat coming from his skin, particularly at his hairy armpits, across his deeply etched 8-pack, and down the middle of his densely muscular back.
His three captors were standing a few feet away, hungrily looking Jason up and down like the big slab of prime grade AAA beef that he was.
“God DAMN, Eric, you’re right! He IS a fuckin’ bull stud!” one of them commented approvingly, a young blonde man who couldn’t have been more than 20 years old, with a handsome, boyish face and stunning blue eyes. The beautiful young man was wearing skin-tight clothing, including black leather pants that hugged every curve of his long, lean, muscular legs, an a red t-shirt that showed off just how incredibly lean and ripped this gorgeous young stud truly was. Jason estimated the young man to be about 5’11” and 220 pounds, a weight made all the more impressive by the fact that there truly was not a single ounce of fat on the lad’s spectacularly lean body.
“Wow! Yeah, you can say that again, Sebastian! This dude is almos’ as big as I am!!” supported another one of his captors, this one a powerful giant of a man who was several inches taller than Jason’s own 6’3”, and who’s gargantuan build dwarfed even Jason’s super heavyweight bodybuilder physique! If Jason was an astounding and rock solid 350 pounds, then this titanic muscle beast must have been well north of 400 pounds!! Jason had never even seen PHOTOS of a guy this big before, let alone met one in person, and he was awed by the man’s freakish and intimidating presence.
The humongous man was slightly older than Jason, perhaps in his mid 20s, with long brown hair held behind his back in a ponytail and astoundingly broad, almost impossibly muscular shoulders. He was equally as stunningly handsome as the younger blond, but the two men were a study in contrasts; the blond’s features were so delicate and refined as to border on pretty, while the brown-haired giant’s face was far more rugged and blocky and intensely masculine. The frighteningly big man was wearing faded blue jeans that strained at the seams to hold in the awesome bulk of his colossal legs, and a dingy white tank top that showed off the truly colossal size of his staggeringly humongous upper body. Jason’s beautiful blue eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he drank in the sight of the guy’s utterly massive upper arms, for he estimated that they had to be over 26 inches around, cold! They were the largest arms that Jason had ever seen, even in bodybuilding magazines!! He’d never even HEARD of a man with arms so freakishly big, and despite the fear and uncertainty of his current predicament, he found himself longing to wrap his big hands around that colossal mass of muscle, to feel those humongous arms under his strong fingers.
“Drake, have I ever lied to you?” said the third young man, whose name was apparently Eric. “I told you both that I’d find us a fun new toy to play with, and when I saw this hunk arrive at that bodybuilding competition a few months ago, I knew he’d be the one.”
Jason’s eyes traveled to the third man, and he felt his jaw actually drop open as he took in the sight of his third captor, for Eric was perhaps the hottest stud of them all. He looked to be in his early-20’s, the same age as Jason, and his body was that of a hunky college jock, big and built and beautifully defined, far bigger than Sebastian’s lean physique though not nearly as huge as Jason or big Drake. Where Drake had a bulky powerlifter’s physique and Sebastian was all lean muscle, Eric was a perfect blend of the two — built without being a Sherman tank, and balanced and toned to perfection. Eric was perhaps 100 pounds shy of Jason’s own spectacular 350-pound build, but they both shared the same classic shape and aesthetics.
Eric’s clothes, unlike the others, were non-attention grabbing, yet still didn’t do much to hide the amazing body beneath the clothes. He wore a plain but tight canary yellow polo shirt with loose fitting khaki slacks, and sneakers with white cotton socks. His hair was styled in a conservatively stylish cut and shimmered a dark reddish brown. His eyes were hazel and had the most gorgeous depth of color. Compared to the others, he was dressed for the latest fashion magazine. And even though you couldn't directly see it, Eric clearly had a hefty package of his own, making a tantalizingly huge bulge even through the baggy khaki pants. Every time Eric inhaled, his muscular chest and stomach heaved outward, stretching the fabric of his polo shirt until it looked like the seams might split.
Jason’s eyes darted back and forth between these three gorgeous men, as he tried to determine whether he’d woken up to the greatest dream of his life, or his worst nightmare. The sound of the television set suddenly broke him out of his reverie.
“Hey guys, lookie here!” said Sebastian, who had been standing closest to the television. “Looks like our muscle boy here is about to become famous!”
“Channel 7 news you can use. Tonight, 23-year-old Officer Jason Allen of the Detroit PD is missing and is believed to have been abducted while out on patrol. His partner, Sergeant Matthew Schmidt, was found unconscious at the scene several hours ago with several bullets to the chest, and is currently in critical condition at County General Hospital. At this hour, police are asking for any information that might lead to the whereabouts of the missing Officer Allen. If you have any information, please call...”
“What a fuckin’ riot!” Sebastian laughed as he turned down the volume on the TV. “Sounds like you didn’t kill that shorter, studly cop after all, Eric!”
“At least not yet!” drawled Drake. “No way that guy is gonna survive three slugs to the chest at point blank range, though!”
“Gentlemen, gentlemen!” said Eric. “Where are your manners? We have a guest with us this evening! Let’s properly introduce ourselves!”
“Alright!” said the beautiful blond. “I’ll go first. I’m Sebastian. Sebastian Waters.” Jason met the young man’s gorgeous blue eyes, and shivered inside at what he saw there. The pretty boy may have been flashing a gorgeous smile at him, but his eyes contained something dark and foreboding. Jason also noticed for the first time that the lad had a seriously big bulge at the front of his tight-fitting black leather pants. He also noticed that heavy black leather boots completed the young man’s look, boots that looked like military surplus but that had been retrofitted with soccer-style metal cleats on the underside.
“And I’m Drake Alden,” said the gigantic muscle man with the thick, wavy-haired ponytail. Drake’s voice was very deep and very rough — and very sexy — and the slight grin tilting up one corner of the man’s wide, expressive mouth was not friendly in the slightest. Jason noticed that the man’s blue jeans were so tight as to look uncomfortable, and that they outlined in full detail what looked to be a massive cock and a set of big, heavy balls. Unlike the other two men, Drake didn’t wear any shoes, and his enormous feet looked to be at least several sizes bigger than Jason’s own massive size 16s.
“And I’M Eric Blanc,” said the last man, moving in closer to the group. “Welcome to our little home-away-from-home here in the deep woods. There’s not another cabin for at least 5 miles in every direction, so we’re very much alone out here. No one to wander by and interrupt our little fun and games.”
Despite the ominous implications of Eric’s words, young Jason was becoming overwhelmed with lust. His humongous chest was rising and falling as his breath quickened, and he could feel an exquisite heaviness start to build in his own freakishly oversized loins. The sight of these three gorgeous, muscular, and obviously very well hung men — combined with the fact that he hadn’t had a chance to jack off before work that day — was proving to be simply too much for young Jason, and despite the fear of his predicament, he couldn’t control his rapidly hardening cock.
The gargantuan, 12-inch length of Jason’s flaccid penis was arched over and underneath his swollen bull balls, so incredibly long that it was very nearly tucked into the deep and hairy crevice of his monumentally muscular ass. Therefore, as his huge tool started to unfurl and expand within the confines of his already overpacked jock strap, the massive schlong began to stretch the thin fabric even further, threatening to rip the skimpy piece of underwear right off of his body with the power of his mighty mule dick alone! Jason blushed bright red in embarrassment and the three hunky captors watched with surprise and obvious delight as the tent at the front of Jason’s jock strap grew larger and larger, and larger still. The men’s eyes quickly grew large as well at the impressive sight of the unbelievably massive phallus swelling in front of them, and still it continued to grow, soon protruding nearly straight out from the young man’s muscular crotch like some sort of fifth limb and stretching the heroically straining fabric of the jockstrap to the absolute limit.
Finally, the huge horse cock grew so large and stretched the struggling cotton fabric so far forward that one of Jason’s enormous balls slipped free of the confining pouch. His elephant-sized right bollock fell heavily to the bottom of his hairy, voluminous ballsac, a truly mammoth orb easily the size of the very biggest of grapefruits. The titanic orb hung heavy and huge at the end of its life-giving cords, stretching down nearly four inches from his crotch, showcasing the incredibly long natural dangle of the young cop’s massive nuts.
The three handsome captors watched in open-mouthed wonder as the front of Jason’s outrageously overstretched jockstrap began to grow damp. The young man had always been a copious precummer, but this situation stoked his overblown libido to such an extent that it was as if the floodgates had been opened. The front of Jason’s jockstrap quickly became wet, and then grew almost translucent, outlining the nearly fist-sized, bulbous lump of his bloated and swollen cock head. And just moments after that, a large bead of clear precum began to form at the front of his overstretched underwear, a slick and gelatinous glob of cock snot that started to drip toward the floor on a long, slender, glistening rope.
In short, Jason was the most magnificent sight the other three men had ever seen, the very personification of hyper-sexualized masculinity taken to its most exaggerated and erotic extreme. And it was clear that all three of them longed to tear into all of that juicy, swollen manliness.
Sebastian was the first to recover his voice, exclaiming, “Man, that’s the biggest fucking nut I’ve ever SEEN!! Before today, Eric’s massive low hangers were the biggest nuts I’d ever laid eyes on, but just that one bloated bollock is bigger than BOTH of Eric’s nuts COMBINED!! And the size of that elephant cock is just fucking INSANE!! Drake’s monstrous 13 incher is no longer the title-holder of ‘World’s Biggest Cock’, as this muscle stud has got to have at LEAST 3 inches on you, big guy! And it’s nearly TWICE as thick as your trouser beast as well!! Geezus, I didn’t think a guy’s junk could possibly be this massive!!!”
The beautiful blond stepped closer to Jason and placed his hands onto the colossal expanse of the captive cop’s mammoth chest. The thin sheen of sweat covering Jason’s massive body allowed Sebastian’s hands to glide easily over the thick and swollen muscles, reveling in the contrast between the muscle man’s soft skin and the coarse texture of that perfect dusting of short black hair that was scattered across the astoundingly broad and thick pecs. A soft sigh escaped the pretty boy’s slightly parted lips as his hands explored all of that magnificent muscle, finally coming to rest on the curved undersides of those titanic twin plates of muscle. Sebastian tried to cup as much of that dense pec meat as he could, but the sheer mass of muscle overflowed his big hands. His strong fingers kneaded the underside of that thick pec shelf, but even though Jason’s chest was fully relaxed, his heroically overdeveloped muscles were so thick and incredibly dense that they barely even dented in Sebastian’s grip.
Sebastian then began to slowly run his hands lower, caressing the giant and deeply etched cobblestones of Jason’s rock solid 8 pack. The dusting of coarse dark body hair was spread across his extraordinary abdomen as well, thickening into a narrow treasure trail that traveled down his chiseled lower abs to disappear beneath the straining waistband of his jock strap. The hunky prisoner’s comically oversized phallus gave a mighty lurch as Sebastian’s hungry hands neared the juncture of his belly and his groin, and a huge gout of clear precum spurted out of his quivering cock, blasting out with such force that it sprayed right on THROUGH the soaked jock strap and landed with a loud and wet splat onto Sebastian’s left pant leg!
The blond’s blue eyes grew wide as he saw the gelatinous slug of clear nut juices slowly oozing down his leather pant leg, leaving a slimy snail trail in its wake. He then broke into a huge, happy, almost goofy smile, and continued his downward exploration of Jason’s magnificent body. He knelt before the mighty muscle cop and reached his left hand upward to gently cup Jason’s huge hanging bollock. The truly massive gonad easily overflowed Sebastian’s palm as the young man hefted the huge orb, bouncing it gently in his hand as he assessed its enormous size and even greater weight. He let out a low whistle and then said, “Shit, you guys! You gotta feel this! It’s like I’ve got a warm BOULDER in my hand, solid and heavy and fuckin’ DENSE! FUCK!! This fuckin’ bull ball is even HEAVIER than it looks! There’s got to be at least FIVE POUNDS of prime nut meat right here!!”
“What did I tell you?” replied handsome auburn-haired Eric. “This guy’s an alpha STUD! He’s the total package, and I mean TOTAL package. Scoot over, I wanna feel that other fat nut.”
Sebastian happily complied, moving a foot or so to his left to give Eric room to kneel, but never letting up on his gentle grip of Jason’s humongous right nut. Eric reached up with both hands to cup and fondle Jason’s still jockstrap-clad left ball, almost gasping in amazement as he felt the warm, slightly yielding bollock in his large hands.
“Holy fuck, you’re right Sebastian!” Eric exclaimed with a mix of awe, lust, and perhaps a slight bit of dismay. “This dude’s nuts really ARE more than twice the size of my huge meatballs! FUCK!! Did his mom fuck a HORSE or something?! This stud is fucking AMAZING!!”
“Thank you,” Jason said with his best self-deprecating and disarming smile, trying to graciously accept the compliment and fake a casualness that belied the severity and danger of the situation. Then he used his most calm and reasonable voice and asked, “May I ask what you are planning to do with me?”
Jason had barely finished his sentence before Sebastian wrapped his strong fingers around the neck of the cop’s huge, dangling nut and pulled sharply downward. Jason thought that Sebastian was going to tear his big bollock from his body, as the massive orb stretched another couple of inches in its straining sac. Jason gasped and his dark blue eyes flew open wide.
And before he could react any further, Sebastian began to squeeze. Hard!
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