The Trolley Cops

Part 4

Here's where we left off last time:

"Mmmm... this feels good..." Luis said.  "I don't know if it's the tequila or you, but I'm feelin' great."

Karla smiled as she cupped his big balls and gave them a squeeze.  "I think it was the beer," she said with a smirk.

"The beer?" Luis asked, confused.

"Yeah," Karla replied.  "Aren't you feeling all nice and relaxed?"  She reached into his briefs and stroked his hard cock.

"Yeah," Luis said, feeling a little dazed now.  He looked at Karla and the smile on her face.  "What did you do?"

"Just a little GHB I got from a friend.  It should put you in the right mood," she said.

Luis looked at her again as his head began to spin.  "The 'right' mood?  For what?"

"For me," a voice said from behind him.  Luis didn't even have to turn around to know it was Rico.

"What the...?" Luis started to say, the fact that he'd been set up having not yet entered his mind.  He rose to his knees and turned to face Rico.  "Where did you come from?"

Instead of an answer, though, Rico shoved a white cloth against Luis' face.  Luis recognized the fumes as poppers and tried to lift his arms to pull the cloth away, but Karla was holding him firmly by the wrists. 

Rico cradled the back of Luis' head firmly into his hard six pack, making sure to keep Luis' nose buried deep in the cloth while holding it in place.  Luis tried to hold his breath, but with everything he'd drunk and the GHB he'd just ingested, he knew it was useless.  His lungs took in the heady mix of the poppers and Rico's cologne and he felt the familiar brain fade.  Rico's gut began to feel comfortable.  He felt like he was sinking into it.  In a matter of moments he was spinning in a drug-induced haze.  As he surrendered to the scent he let out a long sigh, and slumped back, his face nestled against Rico's stomach like a baby. 

The next thing he remembered was his face being pulled away from Rico's strong body and the soft cloth being lowered.  He looked up into his tormentor's big brown eyes.  "Flying nice there, huh Pussy Boy," jeered Rico. 

Luis tried to reply but found that the only sound coming from his lips was a low groan.  Rico knew he had his Trolley Cop on the ropes.

"Gotcha," he chuckled.  "Time to parteee, Puta."  Rico began to rub Luis' crotch, causing a rise in the straight stud's manhood and making his briefs tent.  "Yeah baby," he mocked as Luis squirmed under his hand job, "you're ready." 

Luis' mind reeled.  He was lost in a haze of drugs and sexual urges.  Through bleary eyes he watched as Rico handed Karla two pair of handcuffs.  He felt himself being pushed down onto the bed and flipped over onto his stomach.  He lay there helplessly while Karla clicked the cuffs to his wrists and then to the bedposts.  Then Rico re-positioned his body, moving him until he was on his knees, face down on the pillow and ass up in the air.  He was completely unaware that Karla was setting up video cameras in opposite corners of the room to capture every move.

Luis was still wearing his underwear, which was bulging with his excited manhood and stretched tautly across his ass.  Rico gave his butt a firm whack and the effect was electric, sending a sharp yet strangely not unpleasant tingling from his sculpted muscular ass cheeks directly to the base of his aroused dick.  To Rico's delight Luis started to slightly buck and wiggle his butt.   "I see you like it a bit a bit rough, huh baby?" Rico mocked as he leaned in close and gave his Trolley Cop a few more whacks on his bubble butt.  Luis' only reply was a series of soft moans indicating that Rico may be right.

"Well, maybe another time, Pussy," Rico replied sharply, "but right now I got other plans for you."  Then he gently slapped at Luis' face until the dazed stud began to come back to his senses.

"Ungghhh..." Luis moaned as he lifted his head from the pillow to look around.  He realized the position and predicament he was in and knew he was trapped.  He looked between his legs see Rico cupping and massaging his big balls while pulling his still-erect dick through the fly of his briefs.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw Karla, standing in the corner, hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter.

"You were right, baby," Karla said, suppressing her laughter.  "He is hot for you.  Just look at his teenie weenie going all hard."  Her words filled Luis with a sudden burst of shame and his face blushed. 

The embarrassment wasn't lost on Rico.  He noticed it right away and knew that having a woman in the room somehow served to intensify the emotional response he was hoping to elicit from Luis.  An emotional response that would help to push him more and more to the edge... an edge he would eventually topple over...

As he was thinking this he was working Luis' dick, which was now glistening with his fuck sap, rubbing his calloused thumb over the prick tip, massaging a mixture of cocaine, KY jelly and pre-cum into the piss slit.

"Ahhh... oooohhh...." Luis moaned as the familiar itch returned.  His dick, already hard, was now ramrod stiff, and he began to desperately thrust his hips, vainly trying to fuck Rico's hand.

Karla was pointing at him now and laughing even louder, calling Luis a host of names.  He tried to push her words out of his mind and concentrate only on his dick and the relief he was craving.  But he couldn't, and the intensity of his shame as she taunted him transferred itself to the sexual fires raging inside of him.  He was just starting to climax when Rico let up.

"Uhhhnnn.... noooooo...." Luis moaned.

Rico snickered and began to softly rub the stud cop's smooth hard ass, still encased in the tight white briefs.  He snapped the waistband as he joined Karla in her chorus of degrading names.  After each snap of the waistband he also gave him a swat on the ass.

"Pussy."  SNAP!  Whack...

"Whore."  SNAP!!  Whack...

"Cunt."  SNAP!!!  Whack...

"Puta."  SNAP!!!!  Whack...

"Cock-hound."  SNAP!!!!!  Whack...

Then he ripped the ass panel right out of the briefs, leaving Luis' anal port exposed.  He ran his index finger up and down Luis' ass crack, letting it linger on the hot Latino's twitching ass hole. 

"Ohhhhhh..... unngggghhhh...." Luis moaned as wave after wave of pleasure coursed up and down his body.

Rico nodded to Karla and she silently left the room.  With his one hand still slowly jerking Luis' fuck stick, continuing to rub in his special mixture, he began to dot Luis' ass pucker with the drug mixture. 

"What're you doin'?" Luis croacked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Rico answered, sliding his finger in and out of Luis' asshole.  "I'm giving you what you really want."

"Nooo...." Luis moaned in a soft whisper. 

"Yes," Rico countered, slipping three drug-lubed fingers up Luis' asshole, basting the sensitive tissue inside.  The drug did its trick and soon Luis was moaning even louder.  He tried to pull away but his wrists were bound.  He was stuck in that humiliating position, head down, backside up, like some fag waving his ass in the air.

"Need some help there, Pussy?" Rico taunted as he watched Luis squirm and gasp as the need slowly built in him.  Rico noticed that Luis had now begun to slightly thrust back onto Rico's fingers, in a not so subtle attempt to get them in deeper.  His breathing had become more ragged and beads of sweat appeared on his back.  As Rico increased his thrusts in and out, deeper and deeper, Luis gave a soft moan.

"I think your cunt needs a man inside it, doesn't it?"

"Fuck you!" Luis gasped, coming back to his senses for just a moment.  But the itch... oohhhh.... that itch...  Now both his ass and dick needed relief.  Why was it that whenever Rico touched him his body felt so electric.  Like it was on fire?  "Unngghhh... oooohhh...."

"Yesss..." Rico cooed softly has he worked a fourth finger into Luis' asshole and began to stretch it, liberally coating the inside with Luis' own ass juices mixed with cocaine.  "If you hate it so much, why are you all hard and moaning?"

Luis' head was spinning now, partly because of the GHB, but mostly because of the confusion.  Why WAS he moaning?  Why WAS he hard?  He was straight.  He pounded pussy for sport.  Why as he now he was grunting and moaning like a virgin on prom night as some guy was fingering his asshole and jerking him off.  Fuck!  What was wrong with him?  But that itch... ooooohhh.... that itch in his ass... that itch that needed scratching... The itch obliterated all other thoughts.  He had to find a relief...

"I'm gonna fuck you now, Luis," Rico said.  He said it casually, nonchalantly, matter-of-factly.  He slipped his fingers out of Luis' slicked up asshole, undid his pants and with one quick movement lowered his pants and boxers.  He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants.  He put on a condom.  "I'm gonna fuck you just like you want me to."

Luis was shaking his head violently.  "No, no... I'm not a fag.... get the fuck off me!"  But the itch was back.  As soon as Luis pulled his fingers out of his ass the tingle had returned.  His dick and especially his ass were craving relief.  He moaned again.  What was wrong with him?

Rico sensed Luis was on the edge and began to egg him on.  "What's wrong Puta?  Pussy Boy.  Cunt Boy.  You like this, don't you?  You know you need Rico to fill that clit of yours..."

"Nooo...." Luis moaned, but less forcefully now.  Rico wasn't touching him and it was driving him crazy.  How could his big straight cop body betray him like that?  Why was his clit... no.... his ass... why was his ass itching like that?

"Tell Rico what you want.  Tell Rico what you need."  He let his finger lazily graze Luis' ass lips and smiled as they twitched and opened.  "Yeah.... you know what you need.  You need Rico to stuff your pussy."

"Noooo..." Luis whimpered, barely able to stand the tingle in his ass. 

"Come on," Rico hissed, his voice barely above a whisper, yet filling the room.  "It's just you and me, Luis.  Tell me what you want.  Tell me what you need."  He pressed the tip of his dick ever so slightly into Luis' asshole.

Luis' drug-addled mind raced frantically as he assessed his situation.  He was horrified and ashamed at the sensations running through his straight body.  It was degrading to be trussed up like he was.  But on the other hand he was so turned on.  The feelings in his dick... in his pussy... NOOOO!!!  his ass... his ass.... the itch... the itch that seemed to be soothed only when there was a cock up his pussy... ass.  Rico's cock....  Rico was right... it was just the two of them... no one would ever know...

Rico slid his dick in Luis' ass about a quarter of the way and smacked the stud boy on his bare ass.  The combined effect of those actions sent an electric shock rocketing through Luis' body.  Luis was losing it... the macho Trolley Cop was teetering on the edge and Rico knew it.  Just one more push...

"Well, if you want me to stop..." Rico teased as he slowly withdrew from Luis, leaving just the tip of his cock inside the cop's chute.  "But I think you really want me to fuck you, don't you Pussy?" he whispered softly.

"Unnggghh.... fuck...." Luis gasped.  His ass... no... his pussy was being filled... being relieved.  His pussy?  No... his ass.... unnnggghhh.... Rico's dick pulled out and Luis found himself pushing his ass backward, searching for it.

Rico moved his hips to avoid Luis' ass and he smiled as he saw Luis' ass swaying and jerking back and forth in search of his dick.  He teased the bound cop by letting his prick tip brush up against his twitching, searching hole.

Luis ass was on fire and he could take it no longer.  "Yes......." he whispered hoarsely, finally succumbing.

A smile spread across Rico's face as he looked down at the broken stud.  "What was that, Luis?" he asked.  "I don't think I heard you."

Luis' face was red with guilt and shame, but he needed to satisfy the craving, the urge, the itch.  "Fuck me," he whispered again, slightly louder.

"Be a good boy and say 'please'," Rico said.

Unable to stand it anymore, Luis cried out, his voice a deep, throat rasp.  "Please fuck me, Rico!  Fuck my pussy!"

That's all Rico needed.  He gripped Luis by the hips and plunged his fuck stick deep into the dazed cop's man cunt.  He ripped more of Luis' briefs away, leaving only the elastic of the waistband and the leg holes intact. 

"Ohhhhh... yesss...." Luis hissed, the itch in his pussy... no... his ass.... magically disappearing.  

"Yeah... your pussy loves my big dick reaming it... you're nothing but a cunt.... a pussy boy... a cunt boy... a faggot... yeah.... Luis loves cock up his boy-pussy... yeah...."  Rico was staring straight into the camera with a big grin on his face.  The camera was also taking in every one of Luis' expressions.

"Tell me what you are... what you want... what you need..." Rico demanded as he fucked mercilessly and merrily away on his victim.

"I... I... I nnneed your cccc..cock in me..." Luis sobbed in a mixture of shame and sexual relief.  Getting his itch satisfied was all he cared for right now.  All he wanted.  Ohhh.... it felt so good.... He found himself babbling.  "My pussy needs it bad," he begged as Rico continued his anal assault and drove him further over the edge.

"You're a cock whore, aren't you?" Luis asked.  "Admit it, Luis... admit that you love cock in your pussy."

From somewhere in his confused and defeated mind, Luis heard himself speak.  "I'm a cock whore... I love cock in my pussy."  He tried to process what he was saying, what he was thinking, what he was asking...  He tried to rationalize what he was doing, but thanks to the drugs and the sexual fires dominating his mind, all he could feel was relief, plain and simple.  He didn't know that once the drugs wore off he'd be left only with the shameful memory of his degradation.  Of his begging the man he hated most in life to fuck his ass.  Rico was screwing his mind as effectively as he was screwing his ass, but Luis was beyond comprehending that... beyond comprehending what the ramifications of his actions would play in his future... how Rico would use and manipulate them... 

Suddenly Luis' balls constricted and he began to pant heavily. "Uhhhrrrgghhh... gonna cummmm....!"  He shot a huge load of stud juice into Rico's hand.  Rico laughed and smeared the dick jis all over Luis' face and in his hair.  He began to pull his dick out of Luis' ass once again and felt the stud cop's body shiver. "Please...." Luis moaned. "Don't stop..."

Luis shook as he heard himself say the words... He was begging Rico to fuck him.  His macho image cracked apart and he began to sob in his need and degradation.  "Pleaseeee..." he croacked.  "I need it..."

Rico beamed in triumph.  He had succeeded.  He had broken Luis.  The big bull had finally been castrated, but this was only the beginning.  There was more to come.

"Don't worry, Puta," Rico cooed as he withdrew his cock.  "Rico'll take care of you."  He reached into his bag and pulled out an eleven-inch dick shaped dildo.  He wiped some of the fuck slop off Luis' face and, mixing it with some of the cocaine, lubed the dildo with the potent mixture. 

He uncuffed one hand of Luis' hands and placed the fuck tool in his open hand, wrapped his fingers around it and guided it to his ass.  He slid it in and then out again, slowly at first, but then a bit faster.  Back and forth, back and forth, until the dazed, sex-crazed cop's fucked out mind took over and he began to thrust it in and out himself.  Rico watched each inward thrust, watched as Luis plunged it deeper and deeper, fucking his own ass with it.  He smiled.  Luis had a look of drugged out pleasure on his face and the steady stream of moans, groans and grunts coming from the straight cop's mouth only increased Rico's excitement. 

"Hey Karla!" Rico called out, laughing.  "Check this out!"

Luis saw her enter the room, saw her staring at him, saw the look on her face.  He knew what he must look like.  Lying there, in front of a woman, fucking his own ass and moaning in pleasure.  He felt his cheeks flush in shame, but then the relief of getting the itch satisfied flooded in and took over.  He was fucking his cunt hole in front of a woman and he was so turned on.  A cunt?  No... no...  But soon even that thought dissolved in the sheer bliss of sexual relief.

"Ohh... yeahh..." he moaned, as he repeatedly impaled himself.  He was so out of it he didn't even realize that Rico was slowly turning him onto his back.  His dick was still hard and standing straight up. 

"Fuck your pussy, you cunt... you slut," Rico said as he pushed a pillow under Luis' ass to raise it from the bed and expose it to the other camera.  His legs were pushed up into a bent position and spread apart.  His hard dick waved like a flagpole and he grunted and moaned in pleasure as he fucked himself into delirium.

Luis opened a bottle of poppers and held them to Luis' nostril.  The dazed stud didn't resist and readily took a snort.  "Unnngggh...." he moaned.  Rico switched nostrils and gave him another hit. 

"Whatcha doin', Luis," he asked as Luis looked up at him through drug-glazed eyes.  He gave him more poppers.  "Are you fucking your pussy?  Come on... say it..."

"Fucking my pussy..." Luis repeated as he forcefully rammed the dildo up his asshole to continue to satisfy the itch inside him.  The room was filled with his contented grunts of pleasure and the young cop's handsome face took on a peaceful look of rapture.

"Feels good doesn't it honey," teased Karla as she came in close to Luis' face.  The drugged hunk just smiled and nodded.  He could barely hear her mocking laughs as she left the room again.

Rico unrolled a condom onto Luis' drug-slicked dick and then stood up on the bed over him.  He slowly lowered his ass onto Luis' dick and began to bob up and down.

"Ohhhhh... unggghhhhh... yesssss..." Luis cried out as his itching dick fucked Rico's ass.  Rico bent forward and began to play with Luis' nipples.  That made Luis squirm even more.

"Oh yeah, you're my good Pussy Boy, aren't you, Luis?  You love to fuck yourself and Rico, don't you?"

"Yes... yessss... yeahhhh...." Luis babbled incoherently, nodding.  His back arched and he screamed as he climaxed and shot his load.  

When Luis' orgasm subsided Rico lifted himself off of Luis' dick and gave his own hard meat a few tugs.  He grabbed Luis by the back of his head and thrust his dick inside his mouth.  Again Luis' didn't resist and for the next several minutes Rico fucked Luis' face while Luis' continued to fuck his ass with the dildo.  Finally Rico felt his balls churning and roiling.  He pulled out and shot a huge load of spunk onto Luis' sweaty face.

The fuck slop hit Luis squarely in the face - some in his mouth, some up his nose - and began to drip down his face.  Luis' tongue flicked out of his mouth and lapped at the cum.  Rico smiled again.  He got up off of Luis and went around to the foot of the bed and watched as the dazed cop continued to piston the dildo in and out of his ass.  He put his hand on Luis' wrist and gently forced him to stop.  It took both hands.  He pulled the dildo out of Luis' ass and had to wrestle it from his clenched fist. 

"Unngghh... nooo...." Luis cried as his free hand flailed in search of the rubber dick that had been taken from him.  Rico slid his dick back into Luis' quivering, craving asshole and watched as his fucked out twat cop grinned. 

Rico smiled and he gripped Luis by the hips and shoved his dick all the way in.  He leaned forward and looked directly into Luis' face.  That handsome face with the dreamy, peaceful look on it.  "Mmmm... yeah..." he whispered.  "This feels so good, doesn't it?"

Luis nodded.  His tongue was hanging out of his mouth, his head was lolling back and forth on the pillow, and his eyes were half closed.  "Yeah.... goooooddd...."

"Am I as good as Mikey?"

Luis' eyes popped open.  "Mikey?"

To be continued....