Gay Erotic Stories

This occurred a couple years back before the city reconfigured this city park to thwart late night cruising. I was one of the ideas of trouble they had a mind to keep me out of, but my desire for pushing the limit, my desire to have sex in public places with other men - forced me to return again and again. At that time I was pushing 40. I've been a weight lifter for 12 years, but my love of food has produced a bit of a pot belly on me. That's ok. I'm the kind of guy it looks good on. My chest is still larger than my stomach at 44 and 40, but I'll admit to being a bear, hairy and barrel chested. My arms are 18" thick. I have a dense covering of dense black hair from the top of my shoulders to the bottom of my pecs. I'm just moderately hairy on the bottom. I've been an exhibitionist since I was a teenager. I enjoy meeting up with other guys and because I fear disease, I'll only let other guys suck me. I don't suck other guys. Well anyway, this story is about cops and Jocks, I had driven down to Lake Indy one night. It was a park with a series of parking lots along the river. Some had street light illumination, others didn't. I liked driving there late at night after midnight and check out the action. I'd drive the entire distance down to the park just wearing my jock. I kept a pair of shorts in the trunk, but it was more risque not having a parachute so to speak. The park was empty this night so I pulled my car in backwards under the streetlight. I had the sunroof open to let the light in. I enjoyed looking at my hairy chest and playing with my big 7 inch cock and slapping my big low hanging nut around while I'm waiting for something to happen. Well, cops come through infrequently. but over the bend here comes one. I put my cock away put the seat up and put my arms up so the guy can see I'm not doing anything funny. Damn if this guy doesn't turn his car right in front of mine blocking any exit. I just remained calm. This picture of cop stud gets out of his car and comes over to the window. He's just a little surprised to see me so casual just wearing a jock. And not just any jock, this was a jock badly in need of washing. I had come in it many times and it reeked of old semen. The pouch was too relaxed to hold my balls in and they spilled out the side of my jock. This cop was about 35 with a flat top and real powerful arms tugging at the seams of his shirt. They were covered with an ample covering of brown curly hair. God I love men with hairy arms. He even had a significant tuft of hair coming from his t-shirt. Its rare when a man has both chest and arm hair. Well. he was leaning on the door asking me questions while staring at my jock. I started scratching the hair on my chest so he'd notice it too. I couldn't tell if he was getting excited but I sure was. My cock got real hard under my jock and he seemed to enjoy watching me squirm. Well apparently, after running my id through the system, he had to let me go. I hadn't shown myself to anyone and I was dressed. He told me to hit the road and to stay out of the park. He had me get my shorts out of the trunk and I was in heaven stepping out of my car, just wearing my old favorite jock, stretched out thanks to my still raging hardon. I went to the trunk and faced the officer while I slipped my shorts back on. Putting on that little show was such a turn on for me. Thanks officer for letting this one slide.