Gay Erotic Stories

It had been a nice weekend. It had been spent down in DC, visiting some friends. Rather than flying, I had made the drive, so I could break in my new car (and show it off to my friends). But, you know how it is. The way there is always much more fun than the drive home. I had left much too late. And, after 8 straight hours on the road, I was weary of the drive. It was like 2:00 AM, so I figured, who'd be out on the road at this hour? So I pressed the accelerator to the floor a bit more and felt the car eating up the few remaining miles at a more substantial rate. Now, about a half hour from home, I got to this stretch in the highway where there's this big curve and the speed limit is 40 mph. Mind you, one could easily take the curve at 80, no problem. Which is exactly what I did. At the end of the curve I saw my worst fear through the windshield ahead of me: on the median strip a police car pointed right at me. Dohhht! Despite my speed there was no chance of escape. There was a toll booth ahead of me and when I saw the flashing lights in the rear view mirror I just pulled over and waited for the official greeting. I was not a happy camper. The ticket alone would be a fortune, plus my already exorbitant insurance rates would go up, surely. That and the fact that I was tired and weary combined to make me very edgy and nervous. I was shaking like a leaf. Looking in my rear view mirror, I saw the officer approach. Great, a statey I thought. They're always the biggest hard asses. Suddenly a bright flashlight beam caught my eye and I flinched away, hearing those words we all hate hearing: "license and registration please." I fumbled around getting them and when I handed it to the officer my hand was really shaking, I was so nervous. The officer looked them and me over and then stepped into full view. "Why are you so nervous?" he asked me. The tone of the question surprised me - it was almost friendly. When I heard it, I really looked up and it was quite a sight. Now, let me just say that I like guys in uniform. Not all uniforms, but some types really turn me on. In my home state the state troopers uniforms are probably my favorite. They are kind of a throwback to an earlier day. High leather boots, knickers, and a vest-like shirt, gray with black and red trim. To complete the look they wear these early 20th century army style hats, you know the ones with the little dents on the top in the middle. It makes them look like one of Teddy Roosevelt's Rough Riders or something from the Spanish American war. Anyway, I think it makes the troopers look really hot. This officer was no exception, however he would have been hot in anything. First of all, he was young, in fact he seemed to be around my age (I'm 23). He had a solid build, the type gotten from visiting the gym at least a few times a week. His legs were large and hard and stretched the fabric of the pants slightly. His torso was trim and his chest really filled out the uniform nicely, as did his shoulders and arms. He had a clean-cut, "guy-next-door" look about him and a very handsome face, and dark hair that was just visible under the wide brimmed hat. I was absolutely transfixed looking at him. I think he picked up on this pretty quickly. He asked me again, "Is everything okay?" but this time it was much friendlier. I stuttered something about being nervous over being caught going 40 mph over the speed limit! He asked me where I had been and I told him, and he asked me if I was on my way home. Yes, I replied, I was just tired and wanted to go to bed. He asked me where I worked and who I was visiting in DC. I started to realize that he was making small talk. He then asked me if I had any drugs or weapons in the car. I noticed the slight smile steal across his face and so I said playfully, "I don't know officer maybe you should search it." He walked around the car, shining his flashlight in the windows, and checked the trunk and glove compartment. I noticed that he kept his light on me for a while, checking me out. He asked me to get out of the car. I said "What, officer, are you going to search me now?" He nodded and turned me around and pulled my legs slightly apart. His strong hands worked their way up from my shoes all the way to my chest and back. And then, when he was done, he placed his hands on my shoulders, squeezing them. It was such an awesome sensation, this hot trooper's hands messaging my shoulders. I turned around and looked him in the face. In his beautiful blue Eyes, I saw a young stud with a look of passion - he wanted me! I could hardly believe it, but before I had any second thoughts, he leaned forward and kissed me full on the mouth. I reciprocated, and we kissed hard for about 20 seconds. I put my hands forward on his hard chest and felt up his upper body - it was so smooth and firm. His strong forearms and hands extended out to grab me and pull me close. We were making out passionately on the side of the highway at 2 in the morning! Not your everyday scene but at least the road was deserted. I reached down and felt up his crotch. It was quite a bulge and growing every second. He did the same, but then pulled back a bit and said, "Look buddy, I'm on duty. I can't do anything right now. But..." And he reached around in his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and a card. He took out a pen from his shirt pocket and wrote down a number on the back, next to the name "Mike." "It's my home number," he said. "Call me later. I want you to come over for an in-depth investigation of your naughty behaviors." He had this really cute half grin when he said that, and I knew I was in love. I just smiled and nodded. He kissed me on the lips again and patted me on the shoulder, and then walked back to his car. I watched him go, paying attention to his cute butt which was only emphasized by the well-fitting cute state trooper's uniform. (This was a fictitious story. The beginning is true, up to the part when he "frisked" me. In retrospect I think this hot trooper was flirting with me, but I was too nervous, and glad when he let me off, to notice, much less push my luck! Oh well, maybe next time...) Thanks for reading guys!