It was a hot August night with a full moon. Ron and Gary had been working since sunup to finish a remodeling job in a un-air conditioned building and it had been in the 90's all day. Even now, at 10pm it was still in the 80's and they had 20 miles of country road to cover to get home.
Gary was in his favorite summer work outfit; a tight pair of 501's cut off so high they barely held his balls in and a worn old white wife beater. Ron's outfit was a pair of nylon gym shorts and a white tee that was cut off at the mid-chest level. Both were wearing work boots and thick work socks and neither one of them had bothered with underwear that morning.
The first thing they did after leaving the job was pull in to the all night market on the way home to get a 6 pack for the road. When Ron got out of the truck to go into the store, he noticed a state trooper car parked on the dark side of the building, hidden in the shadows. It was too dark to see who was inside, just the silhouettes of 2 heads so he saluted the car and went in to make his buy.
On his way back out, with his 6 pack swinging in one hand he called out, "Have a nice night, officers." as he climbed into the truck.
Gary pulled back out onto the road and Ron cracked open a can of beer for each of them which they both downed in one long chug. They hadn't even gone half a mile when the rearview lit up with revolving lights and the trooper car from the market beeped the siren for them to pull over.
"Fuck! This is the last thing I need tonight. "Gary said as he eased over onto the shoulder.
The trooper car pulled in behind them and both officers got out and approached the truck on opposite sides. They both shined their flashlights into the cab and the cop on the driver's side said, "Well, what have we here? Looks like drinking and driving to me."
"Aw, man! The moon is bright as daylight, there's nobody else on the road and we're just trying to get home after working all day! Why are you hassling us?"
The cop on the passenger side said, "Damn, I think I smell weed in this vehicle, too. I'm going to need both of you boys to step outside the vehicle and show me some identification, please."
"Fuck, you're the Man." Gary said as they both climbed out.
The cop on Gary's side was a black guy in his 40's, lanky but muscularly built and with a short mustache. Even pissed off, Gary couldn't help noticing the large mound straining at his fly. Ron and the other cop came around the truck and stopped at the tailgate while the first cop herded Gary back to stand beside Ron. The headlights from the squad car lit them both up like they were on stage.
Ron's cop was a white guy, also in his 40's with blond hair and a thick build, more muscle than fat.
"Where'd you two get those outfits?" the black cop asked. "Is that what you wear to dance on the bar at the fag bar?" Both cops laughed.
"No," Gary said. "This is what I wear when I go out cruising for an off duty cop to suck my dick."
"You've got a real smart mouth on you, don't you?" the black cop said. "Give your ID's to my partner and just stand here and shut up."
The boys handed over their papers and the other cop took them back to the car to call in.
Gary asked, "Mind if we sit while we wait?" and lowered the tailgate to sit down. He hopped up and spread his legs, knowing that his big cock and balls would spill out of his cut offs.
When he caught the black cop looking at them, he said, "That's been happening all day. Mind if I put them away or would you rather keep admiring them?"
"You know, I really don't like a smart ass." the cop said.
"I bet you like any ass you can get." Gary replied.
Ron just looked at the two of them and said, "Gary, just cool it."
"Yeah, listen to your girl friend before she cuts you off from her pussy." the cop said.
"If he was my girl friend, I bet he'd still be a better fuck than you." Ron replied.
Just then, the other cop reappeared.
"Well, well." he said. "We caught ourselves a real pair of desperadoes. Both of these assholes are on parole. They've both got a sheet as long as my arm."
He looked at his partner and smirked while saying, "Both busted for prostitution and soliciting in the past. I guess that fag bar crack wasn't too far off."
"Yeah, well, we're both retired from whoring." Ron spoke up, pissed off himself now. "Except when cops pay us for a blowjob. Lots of those."
"I guess you pair of cocksuckers know you can get sent back if we bust you?" the black cop said.
"Man, all we were doing is trying to get home. Can't you give us a break?" Gary said.
The black cop looked at his partner who gave a slight nod.
"We could maybe overlook it this time if you two want to play nice and put your smart mouths to work at something besides talking." the white cop said.
"Aw, man, I've worked all day and now I have to suck a cop dick? Fuck, you promise you'll drop this?" Gary asked.
"Get us off if you want to get off." the black cop said.
"Fine, but I'm not sucking your mangy dick." Gary said to the black cop.
"You just guaranteed that you are." the black cop replied. "Hit your knees, asshole." He keyed the radio on his shoulder and said, "Central, we're going on lunch break. Back in 30." then turned back to Gary and said, "Lunch time, cocksucker."
Ron and Gary knelt on the pavement and the two cops stood in front of them as they unzipped and drew out their cocks and balls. The black cop had a fat uncut piece of meat, darker than his regular skin tone, which hung down about 5 inches only half hard over a meaty ball sack containing egg sized balls. The other cop's dick was shorter in length but was already as big around as a beer can soft and his balls were the kind that hugs the base of the cock.
"Wow, what a big man." Gary said. "I had black friends in prison that had cocks twice the size of this one. At least it was a pleasure to suck on some real meat then."
"You've got a real dirty mouth on you." the cop replied. "Maybe I'd better wash it out before I stick my dick in it so I don't catch anything." He grabbed his shaft and aimed the head of his cock at Gary's face. "Open wide, piss breath."
"I'm not going to let you piss in my mouth, no way." Gary said.
"Then I guess you'll be getting a chance to swing on those big black dicks you just told me about, again." the cop replied.
Ron was already sucking the other cop's cock. It was about 6 inches long hard but at least 9 inches around. Ron was rather enjoying it, swallowing it down to the balls.
"Oh, fuck, go ahead." Gary said and held his mouth open.
The black cop skinned back his foreskin over the pink head and started to piss, a strong stream that splashed on Gary's face and then he directed it so that it squirted into Gary's mouth and ran down over his chest and lap, soaking his clothes. When he'd emptied his bladder, his shook the last drops at Gary and then rubbed his cock head over his face.
"You even look like a urinal." he said. "Now suck my cock and unlike my piss, you're going to swallow my cum. And don't get any piss on my uniform."