Gay Erotic Stories

Dean Buttano was one of the hottest Italian studs on the city police force. I first spotted him a few months back hassling some of the other gay men in the neighborhood. Dean had a bad reputation of being a gay-bashing asshole. More recently, I had a private showing of him in action as he grappled with my large, nasty drunken leather queen neighbor in the hallway of our run down apartment building. My neighbor was being arrested on an outstanding assault charge. Dean was rolling on the floor with the oversized and over-weight neighbor (who was clad only in his jockey shorts). I noted with amusement that the neighbor's huge cock grew hard in his underwear as he rubbed his crotch against Dean's studly body and grabbed Dean's ample crotch and ass at every opportunity during the wrestling match. My neighbor had even grabbed hold of and split Dean's tight pants in the struggle revealing his white underwear clad butt. I watched as the neighbor worked his finger around the cop's jockey shorts leg hole to tickle his hairy ass crack for just a moment before Dean maneuvered out of the hold. After about 20 minutes, the cop finally subdued my sexually excited neighbor in a wrestling hold, cuffed him and loaded him into the squad car. At the time, Dean was sweating and thoroughly pissed, yelling curses about the "fucking fag freaks" he was forced to contend with on his beat. Dean was a brutally handsome: 32, 5 feet 11 inches, and muscular, with short shaved semi-curly black hair and brown eyes. He also had a closely trimmed mustache. His tight uniform revealed a heavily muscled well-toned body. The dense black hair on his forearms and peeking out of the top of his white T-shirt hinted at a hot hairy body underneath. Dean was obviously a serious gym rat when he wasn't on duty. From the moment I saw that hot cop in my hallway, I knew I had to make him mine. The fact that he was obviously straight as an arrow and probably a real pussy hound did not deter me. I was just a scrawny little man of 21 - only 5 feet 5 inches and 130 pounds soaking wet. But for what I planned, the fact that he was older and bigger than me wouldn't matter. I made it my business to get up close and personal with Officer Dean Buttano. To be continued . . .