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Getting Stopped by a Hawaiian Police Officer in Miliani, Oahu: It's every gay mans dream to be fucked stupid by other guys in uniform, well, that's my understanding of it, and most of my gay friends also dream of being fucked by guys in uniform, and I'm no exception. Hi, sit back and relax as I tell of this true fact that happened to me this past April 2000 on my vacation to Hawaii. My name is Matt, I'm 28 and 5' 10" 78kg and although not having that six pack of a stomach, I'm by no means fat. I work out regularly, and am in good shape. My 7.5" cut dick works very well thank you very much. I have green eyes and red hair, and told I have a great smile. Enough of this, now lets get on to the details. Being from London England, and being used to driving 70mph on our motor ways (freeways), I was still getting used to driving at the US speed limit of 55. I was driving an SUV, and on my way up to Miliani from Honolulu and knew damn well I was breaking the law. I was in fact speeding along at 80 miles per hour and hadn't noticed the police car behind me flashing his lights, until I was coming to the exit ramp for Miliani. Taking the exit ramp off the freeway, the cop car was on top of me and was using his loud speaker to tell me to pull over. I pulled the SUV to the left-hand side of the road just before the set of traffic lights and selected P on the gear stick and applied the foot brake. My heart was beating hard and fast as the cop got out of his car, and made his way to my window. As I had pulled over to the left, he had to step over some puddles of mud in the grass, and I saw that he was concerned about getting his boots muddy. His hand was poised over his firearm the whole time he was steadily making his way to my window. He tapped on the doorframe, and asked for my drivers licence and insurance. I handed it to him, and as the UK driver's licence is pink, I knew he would make some comment about it. "Outta town are we?" "Yes, I'm on my way to Miliani to go shopping." "You certainly was driving in a hurry to get there, there must be some good deals to be had Matthew." His tone was condescending, and I just love the way Americans pronounce my name, that I was feeling my dick starting to wake up. As he was filling in form he was making small talk, and I noticed just how handsome he was. Dark hair, brown eyes, thick red lips perfect for kissing. His hands were big, and I noticed he had a wedding band on. This to me didn't mean a thing. He asked if I had been drinking, I told that I had the previous night but not to excess. As it was 10 AM, he said that it would be necessary for you to take a breath test. He asked me to step out of the car, and as I did he slipped my document into his shirt pocket. He told me to place my hands on the roof of the car. As he began to frisk me, he asked if I had any sharp instruments in my pockets. I thought damn quick and said only my dick, and knew as soon as I said this I would be up shit creek without a paddle. He snapped my right arm behind my back and I felt the cold metal of the handcuffs rub tightly against my skin. I let out a gasp, and before I had time to rub my right wrist with my left hand that too was put into the cuffs. He pushed me up against my rental car and held my head hard against the metal and continued to search me with his right hand. My face was up so tight against the car, that it was hard for me to talk to him to tell him that he was hurting me. Me making grunting sounds seemed to make the cop more pissed at me, and his frisking became more abusive, and he began punching me in the ribs. He frisked my pants, and took a long time exploring the zipper and the seat. My butt filled his big hands and he squeezed hard on each butt cheek. He returned his hand to my zipper and ran his fingers down the inside of it. I could feel his finger passing over my dick and knew his unwanted intrusion would certainly wake up my dick for sure. It wasn't long, before saliva started to leak from my mouth. He seemed to be in a world of his own, and not noticing that I was in any distress from having my face held hard against the car. He kept on searching and squeezing my butt, and then all of a sudden he brought his knee up hard and aimed it right between my cheeks he struck the bottom of my spine and brought tears and stars to my eyes. His finger returned to my zipper and by this time my dick was hard and wanted release from it's cage. I felt him move closer to me, and before I knew it he was rubbing his body up against my back, his finger still on my zipper tracing the outline of my hard dick. My face was beginning to hurt, and I gently pushed back on his body. He released his hand off my head and grabbed my waist, digging his fingers into me to get a good grip. My hands were now in front of me, and I could feel his right forearm and hand fondling my pouch. He then started to unbutton the top of my pants, and then pulled down the zip. His hand dove in, and took out my dick from my briefs and gripped it hard. This cop liked to cause pain. My face and head were hurting, my ribs were sore, my backside was aching where he kneeled me, his hand that was digging into me was too much, it felt like he was holding on to one of my kidneys. My hands looked like they were going blue due to the tightness of the handcuffs. And now he was gripping hard onto my dick! I could feel his hard cock pushing into the small of my back as he jerked roughly on my dick making my move involuntary towards his dick. His chin then came in to contact with my shoulder and pushed down hard on my collarbone. He stuck his tongue out and licked up the side of my neck right into my ear. His breath was hot as his bit on my ear lobe. I let out a gasp, and he knocked his head against mine forcing my head to hit the car hard. My left eye brow was now sore and felt cold, I could see in the reflection that I was bleeding, and blood entered my eye, making it sting like crazy. Now feeling dizzy, I could feel the cool mountain air around my butt and became aware that my pants and briefs were around my ankles. His rubbing of my butt continued and he was making sure that his dick was coming into contact with my arse crack through his work pants. He placed his left foot between my legs, and made sure my pants and underwear were as far down as they could go. His hand then made it's way to my arse and began pinching and fingering at my hole. He spat some of his saliva on to my cheeks and rubbed that into my hole, making it easy for him to start slipping his big fingers into me. Without warning his shoulder dug into my back and then his fingers were entering me without mercy. This continued for a short while and then his knee came up to my arse and held me towards the car. His hand had gone from my waist and my internal organs seem to settle back to their rightful place, then I heard him unbuckling his belt and undo his zipper. He removed his knee from my back, and his hand was returned to digging into my waist. He began running his dick up against my back, he felt huge, and then his dick head was punching it's way into my arse. hard and fast. The pain I felt was indescribable. I screamed in protest, only to be met by his fist in the back of my head. I thought it was night time with all the stars I was seeing. His intrusion into me was making my dick hard and my balls had become tight as if they were going to blow a wad of cum there and then. He held my butt open as he fucked me harder and harder. He chin came to my ear again and I knew he was going to bite me. He whispered in between his lunges that I had a great ass and was glad he was fucking an English man. He told me that he was close to coming and that he was going to fill my English ass full of his American man cream. He bit hard on to my ear again, and I felt his teeth come into contact with my cartilage, and he spat blood from my ear into my face. My cock was out of control and my orgasm was becoming closer and closer, until I tightened my grip around his cock I knew I wouldn't be coming yet. His left hand that was digging into me, made it's way to my nipple. Without knowing it, my grip on his monster cock tightened and I shoot off load after load of my spunk up against the car. My grip had also made this cop take one last plunge into me and I felt his warm stuff explode into me. He held my head down while he took his dick out of my arse, and pulled up his pants. He threw my documents into the car and slammed his fist into my stomach, knocking the wind out of me and undid the handcuffs. He told me to have a good day shopping and walked back to his patrol car. I fell to the floor and curled up in a ball, and tried to think about what had happened to me, and have my brain decipher all the signals my battered, bruised and bloody body was telling it. I lay there for what seemed like all day, when I made the effort to redress myself. His spunk had started to leak out of my arse as I pulled up my clothing covered in mud from his boots. I got into the car and pulled down the mirror to see what kind of a state my face was in. My eye had really swollen up, my ear was throbbing, and the bruising caused by his punches had started to form. I clean myself up as much as I could and pulled the door shut. I knew I couldn't go shopping looking like this, and my eye for sure needed medical attention. I turned the car in to the right hand lane a followed signs back to Honolulu, and once there went in to the new ER that had just been opened at the Queens Medical Center. It was a no right turn in to the ER, but as this was kind of an emergency I took the right turn and parked right outside the entrance to the department. A cop had seen me make that wrongful right turn and followed me into the ER. I fell out of the car in to the grip of the fucking cop that had just raped me! I woke up in the ER with doctors and nurses working on me. I could see from the corner of my left eye that cop watching, and smiling at me, he turned and I never saw him again. Although I've fantasized about having sex with guys in uniforms, this is a thing I'd like to forget, but can't. I still have nightmares, and have flashbacks. I doubt I'll ever come back to the US again after this experience. I know that I should have reported this, but I doubt the police would have believed that a fellow officer would have inflicted these injuries upon me. And as for rape. well, I think I would have been arrested. All comments welcome eggtimer@lineone.net