It was a typical Saturday night, out with friends at the local bar having fun, watching the drag queens compete. It had to be going on midnight when two cops came in, full uniform, and full of attitude, of course all the men in the bar were checking them out, myself included.
The one cop was in his forties, kind of a Dad bod not my type whatsoever, not that he was not a handsome man, but we all have a type. The second one he was a good six foot two maybe three, his uniform fit his body perfectly in every way. He had dark hair, a full moustache, handlebar I believe they call it, five o'clock shadow, his expression so serious.
Full lips, his hair was perfect even when he took off his hat, his body was incredible, from his massive pecs to his V shaped torso, his gun belt hanging off the side of his right thigh. His legs were tree trucks that I wanted to climb. The bulge in his pants made me drool, I so wanted to suck him right in the middle of the dance floor.
He noticed me leering at him, I was not the only one, but he picked me out of the crowd. He stared at me, his eyes on my own, I licked my lips to show I wanted to kiss him. He turned a tinge of pink as his cheeks flushed. Why couldn't a guy like him be gay, you know not a lot to ask just be gay for me till I had satisfied him, I did not want him to stay overnight or anything but I could pleasure him in so many ways.
His partner went one way in the room, he walked right up to me and stood in front of me, I was nervous, sweat on my brow. He stood so close I could have leaned in and licked his lips, held his head as our lips connected.
"Excuse me Sir but I will need you to step outside with me to answer a few questions."
Like I would say no to this hot man, I would do anything, go anywhere he would ask of me go.
"Yes Sir Officer anything you want."
He looked at me, this was not going to be pleasant, I knew that by his look, He took my arm and guided me out of the bar. A few of the patrons said "Lucky" but I knew this was not good he had a death grip on my arm, he was pulling me out of that bar and I was to follow him.
Once out the door he pushed me up against the wall of the bar, he asked if I had any weapons, needles, anything that might hurt him in any way. I told him a set of keys, and my wallet, cell phone of course, he patted me down, his hands so strong.
From my chest to my hips, down my legs then back up to my crotch, he grabbed a hold of my cock and balls. He held them for a few seconds then let go, He grabbed my forearm and put cuffs on my left hand then the right. He read me my rights and walked me to his cruiser, I tried to ask what this was about but he told me to keep my mouth shut.
He pushed my head down as he pushed me into the backseat of the cruiser, his partner came out and asked if I was the one they were looking for. My cop said I matched any and all of the description they had a warrant out for.
I am and always have been one of those guys who never got into any kind of trouble, you would never catch me stealing, or breaking the law in any way. They got me to the station and he roughly pulled me out of the car. He dragged me in to the station to ask me questions, they handcuffed me to a table and left me there.
After about a half hour of waiting a Detective came in with handsome cop, he finally introduced himself to me, the Detective's name was Harrison, his was Officer, Norman Baxter. The detective said I was a suspect in an armed robbery, they had identified me as one of the men in the robbery.
I was beside myself, me in an armed robbery, I kind of chuckled at the very notion of it.
"Something funny asshole?"
Norman was so aggressive, bet he would be fun in bed, my bed I mean.
"Yes there is actually, you thinking that I could even consider doing such a thing, check my file, I have not even ever gotten a speeding ticket, I am not one who breaks the law, I'm a good boy."
"Yeah well you match the description of the man we are looking for so we will ask you questions about he night in question."
"Okay go ahead ask me anything."
They asked my name, occupation, where I was the night in question, I was at a friends place we were watching Netflix and drinking wine. After drinking three bottles I crashed on her couch, I got up in the morning and went home to shower. They called Lisa to verify my alibi and I was true to my word, they did a line up and had the witness come in, she did not even give me a second look.
I was left in the room alone for another half hour, Officer Norman came in and sat across from me, he stared at me, he seemed to hate me for some reason.
"Well Bill it seems your alibi is rock solid, you were at Lisa's that night so unfortunitely I have to let you go, but be careful Bill I've got my eye on you, one wrong move and your ass is mine."
"Officer Baxter did I wrong you in some way in another lifetime? Did I do something to you or your family that made you hate me or is it because in fact I'm gay?"
"Don't hate you Bill, just not real comfortable with your lifestyle is all, you queers strut around all over the place now, at least before you kept in behind closed or closeted doors."
Was this guy being real here right now, he really hated gay people and he was a cop to boot.
I'm sorry you feel that way Norman, but I never did anything to you to warrant this, you seem to be a really nice guy, but your views on gay people are so out of date."
He sat there staring at me, any other man I would have leaned in and kissed him, but he would charge me with "Assault" if I ever made the move to kiss him.
Norman got up and the bulge in the man's trousers was incredible, he was semi erect and ready to have his cock sucked. I smiled at him and he did what he could to hide it. He let me out the door, and told me to get my stuff at the front desk and to be very careful.
I went home and showered, the next day put on some shorts and went out to cut the front lawn, I was almost done when I noticed Norman in his car sitting across the street. I did the last row and put he lawn mower away, I went in and got myself a glass of lemonade. I knew I had to go out and bring him one as well it was very hot out and him in his car must have been sweating.
I walked out with a large glass of lemonade filled with ice, I walked through my yard walking right up to Norman's car. He was going to start it and drive away, but I got in the path so he could not leave.
