Gay Erotic Stories

It was a warm rainy southern spring night and I was caught in it. My house was on a rural road several miles from the basketball gym. Didn't expect it would rain this hard or I would have asked one of the guys for a ride. In the distance I saw bright lights and flashing blue police signal. The car pulled up next to me and a person said "git in". It was Sheriff Parker the meanest and self-proclaimed toughest guy in Carson County, Tennessee.

I can attest to the mean part, as he would frequently beat the daylights out of criminal suspects in broad daylight. He carried a large, long, thick, black belt made from the rubber part of a generator rotor. Sheriff Parker didn't care what anybody said about his tactics, especially the Civil Liberties Union.

He would offer criminals caught in the act, for petty stuff like stealing or shoplifting, the option of taking as beating with his black belt or jail(in which case the suspect could get the belt anyway and the Sheriff would make that quite clear). Many people opted for the belt. When a bar room brawl was taking place it would stop immediately when the Sheriff entered. Almost everyone knew the consequences of crossing Sheriff Parker. He ruled Carson County with an iron fist. Crime was very low. Nothing happened without his okay. Bad credit, no problem. If you were on the good side of the Sheriff you could get anything on credit. Carson county is about 50% black and 50% white and they all feared the Sheriff. But they also loved him because he kept the crime rate low.

I got in the Sheriff's car as he had asked. I had never seen him up close before but he was the epitome of the stereotypical fat southern Sheriff being about 6'2" and 280 pounds and at 50 years old could still wrestle cattle as well as people. I guess his size had something to do with everybody calling him "Big Daddy". Even the senior citizens called that and he loved it. I marveled at how white his hair was. A completely snow white mass of hair covered his head. It was so white it almost glowed in the dark.

"Where are you going?" he said.

"Home".

"What's your name".

"Karl".

"Karl, I'm Sheriff Parker".

"I know. Everybody knows you".

"Don't be scared, some of that stuff you hear about me is not true except for the mean and tough part. If you haven't done anything wrong there is no need to be scared. Where do you live?"

"Just down the road".

"What are you doing out on a night like this?"

"Playing ball with some of the guys from the team.”

"Well, we’re looking for someone who dared to escape from my jail. I'm going to whip his ass when we catch him. He could be dangerous. I'll take you home. Your parents home?"

"No. They are away 'til tomorrow morning".

"They left you home alone".

"Sheriff, sir I am 18 and going away to college next year by myself. I guess this is good practice".

"You don't look a day over 15".

“I guess that because I haven't filled out yet. At 6' and 150 lb I still have some weight to put on."

"You weight 150 lb.?"

"Well not really. Would you believe 140?"

"Now that sounds more like it," said the fat Sheriff.

"Is that your house over there?"

"Yes." I said, concluding our conversation.

As we entered the door he said, "You are soaking wet let me help you out of those clothes and make sure the place is safe before I leave. That guy is still on the loose".

We went into my bedroom and I started to remove my clothes. He helped. He looked thru my dresser to find a pair of gym shorts. "Here put these on" he said. He then found a towel and dried my head, wiping my ears, and generally drying me off all over.

After I was dry we moved over to the couch. He sat next to me. The attention I was getting from this guy was making my soft 10 inch dick harden. He then got a call from one of his deputies saying that the escaped criminal had been caught, but he still kept asking if I would be okay alone.

I told him he could stay awhile if he had the time. He now had me pressed against one end of the couch with his arm around me as we continued to talk. He noticed my dick was now stretching my shorts. "Getting excited I see. That's okay; kids your age are easily excited".

He then started massaging my dick through my shorts. It immediately became completely erect. This whole scene was making me nervous. I couldn't say no and was very excited by what he was doing but didn't know what he had in mind. I found out quickly as the fat Sheriff dropped to his knees in front of me while I sat on the couch and pulled down my shorts.

"Damn! That damn thing must be at least 10 inches!" he said as he began to lick the head of my dick and suck it slowly. I had been sucked before but not by a county Sheriff. He went up and down on my dick alternately licking and sucking. He started to deep throat my dick and I shot a load of cum which he greedily swallowed moaning as he did so.

"I have never sucked a black dick," he said. "Always wanted to do that. I have never seen a dick so big. Karl have you ever been sucked by a guy?"

"Sure. The white guy who owns the store on highway 15 sometimes suck me and some of the guys from the team. There is a rumor that the basketball coach sucks one of the players on team. That guy is a terrible basketball player but gets lots of playing time. One of the guys said they actually saw the coach sucking Tim in his car one night after a game. Somebody else said they saw the coach taking it up the ass from Tim in the coach's office real late one night after practice".

"Well," said the Sheriff, "as I told you I have never sucked a black cock but had lots of white meat down my throat. I love to swallow cum. But I don't do anything in this county. That might ruin my reputation. Nobody would be afraid of me if word got out that I sucked dick like your basketball coach. I do almost all of my fucking and sucking at police conventions.”

"Policemen like to suck?" I said.

"Sure, what do you think hundreds of guys do who meet in the middle of nowhere for a week with nothing to do? There is lots of horse play that frequently turns to fucking and sucking.”

"I assume you do the fucking and mostly get sucked?"

"I give as much as I get. I love to get fucked as much as I love fucking. But because of my tough guy reputation many police officers think I am butch and drop their pants for a good fucking. That's okay by me. One of the more interesting conventions had five guys from a small town in Ohio, the police chief and four officers. I was naked on my stomach on the bed in the chief's room as the chief sat in front of me while I sucked his dick. One of his men came in and saw what was going on and pushed his dick up my ass. It felt great. I continued to suck the chief as one by one his men spread my legs and plowed my asshole. The chief finally sent a nice load of cum down my throat. By this time his men were ready for seconds. They rolled me over, spread my legs, and gave me lots of good fucking, filling my ass so much that cum dripped out. The chief finally got another hard on and took his turn ramming his dick up my ass. The conventions usually conclude with an orgy in somebody's room. Up to a dozen or more police take turns sucking and fucking each other. I don't usually get fucked as much as I like at these orgies, but blow a lot of loads down their throats and up their asses. Friday nights are great. There is even some mild B and D".

"What's B and D?" I asked.

"That's bondage and discipline.” He explained what that was and said, “Let me show you.” He said for me to whip him with his belt (not the black one in his car, but the one that held up his pants). He told me not to worry that he really wanted it and I couldn't hurt him.

I undid his belt. He got down on the floor on his hand and knees as I began to spank him with his own belt. "Stop, that hurts" he cried. I continued as he told me he would beg for mercy which meant I should whip him even harder. "Ouch . Sir please don't hit me any more".”

I was supposed to say something but had not gotten the hang of this role playing stuff yet. I just continued to whip is ass. He rolled his massively fat body over. I could see he had a hard on. I continued to whip him. He started to moan and said, "I'm cumming". He blew his load in his pants.

He got up and went to the bathroom. I followed and helped him clean his cock and clean some of the cum from his shorts. "I always wanted to get whipped by a black man. While I'm whipping some of the prisoners I get a hard on and wish that they would sometimes return the favor, but I can't get involved in this county. Come over to my place next week. I want that big black dick up my ass.

“Ever fuck an older guy?"

"No.”

"Don't be nervous; I'll explain what you should do.”

The Sheriff came by my house the next day and said, "Read this before you come over.” It was a book about a black guy raping a white police officer. The Sheriff had written some stuff in the book that he wanted me to do. One of the things written throughout the book was "don't forget to use grease".

The next week I went to the Sheriff's house at nightfall. I was sort of hoping he would not be home. I was extremely nervous. I rang the door bell. He showed. Damn I thought, he's home. He looked extremely appealing, wearing his dress uniform with boots so shiny I could see the nightlights reflecting from them.

All his medals and commendations decorated his uniform which was neatly pressed. The creases showed clearly. The new hat he was wearing was round with a tassel hanging from it. It finally dawned on me that he had dressed up for me.

"Come in. Let me show you around". As he showed me around I wondered how someone on a Sheriff salary could afford such a large house until I remembered the rumors of him taking payoffs from people who wanted to run secret gambling and prostitution rings. We finally reached the bedroom where I was supposed to whip him with the belt that he usually reserved for others. On cue I grabbed his arm, twisted it and wrestled him to the ground.

He fell down quite easily. I could never wrestle someone his size to the ground without their cooperation. "What are you doing? Stop you're hurting my arm!" he said as I held him on the floor twisting his arm.

"Shut up" I said. "You think you’re so mean and bad; I'm going to show you just who's bad around here.”

"Let me up or you’re going to be in trouble".

"Not a chance. Not until I whip you ass like you whipped so many people who didn't deserve it".

"Please let me up.”

"No!” I reached for his famous belt and proceed to whip him as hard as I could. The belt as it struck his ass made a loud whacking sound. "Stop! Please stop" he said.

"I'll stop if you do whatever I say," was my reply.

"Anything! Just tell me what to do. I'll do anything".

With that I turned the big white man over, sat on his chest, unzipped my pants and inserted my cock in his mouth. "Suck it".

"Please don't make me suck your cock".

"Suck or I whip your ass!”

He opened his mouth and started to suck. He was deliberately bad. "You must like me whipping your ass with my belt. Suck my dick right or I whip you some more".

"No please don't whip me any more.”

"Then suck me right"!”

He started sucking again. Again being deliberately bad. "I see you want the belt again". I picked up the belt and started to whip him as he lay on his back.

"No stop. I'll suck you right".”

"You had your chance.”

"No, please stop; give me another chance.”

I looked down and the Sheriff had such a stern hard on that it stood up almost straight, even though he still was fully dressed. I hoped he wouldn't cum as I just now started to like what I was doing--a young black guy whipping a fat southern Sheriff. What irony. I started to really get into the swing of things. "Listen white boy. I'm going to get naked and I want you to suck my dick right or else.”

"Yes sir.” I undressed sat on his bed and watched as he crawled up between my legs and started to suck. This time he was good. He licked and sucked my dick with much enthusiasm. I couldn't hold back. I blew as massive load that made him gag as he tried to swallow it. He spilled some.

"Was that okay sir?" he said looking up at me puppy dog like.

"I'm not through with you yet!” I went to the bathroom to get clean.

When I returned he was lying on the floor still in floor shiny new uniform rubbing his dick. "Did I tell you to do that? Look's like you want the belt again.”

“No please. Don't.”

I grabbed the belt and starting to swing it with gusto. He kept begging me to stop. I said "Okay, get up, lean over that chair and drop your pants."

"What are you going to do?"

"Just shut up and drop your pants!” I grabbed the grease from the stand next to the bed and lubricated my dick and his ass.

"No, stop, I can't possibly take a 10 inch black dick"!”

"Want the belt again?"

"No please, I don't want that.” Here he departed somewhat from the script in that he spread is own ass cheeks to receive my dick. This betrayed the fact that he wanted it so badly that he couldn't wait. I penetrated slowly at first. "No it's too big. Please stop".

I continued moving in and out of his ass. With each thrust sinking my dick farther into is nice plump but surprisingly firm ass. I had about 9 inches in when he started to moan in ecstasy. We were both too hot to continue acting.

"Yes give me that big black dick!" he hissed.

"Relax, I'm going to give you the final inch!"

"Give it to me please!”

With that I thrust wildly and blew another load of cum. We went to the bathroom and got cleaned up. As we sat on his couch in the living room engaging in small talk I asked, "Sheriff, can I ask you a favor?”

"Sure anything.”

"Can I suck your dick?"

"Have you sucked an older man’s dick before?"

"No, but you seem to enjoy it and every time I have been sucked, the person doing it seems to enjoy it; I want to give it a try.”

"Okay,” he said as he undid his zipper and pulled own his pants to expose a nice hard 8 inch dick. "Be careful. I haven't blown a load in a while and if you've never tasted cum it can be a surprise if you’re not ready for it.”

With that I sucked his dick just as he told me how to do it. Up and down I went, licking his dick and balls. He put his hands on my head and moved it up and down on his dick. It didn't take long for him to cum. What a load.! I spilled lots of it, but I loved the experience. His cum was delicious.

Before I left he said, "You should come to the police convention with me next week. The guys there have never had a black man and certainly never had a cock as big as yours. You'll be a big hit. I'll pay for the trip and clear it with your parents".

"OK.” I knew my parents would never say “no” to the Sheriff as he made some sort of lie about taking me to a basketball summer camp for a week.

End of Part I