Date: Mon, 31 Dec 2012 03:36:55 +0100 From: El Greco Subject: KP Cops Chapter 5 This story is written for adult entertainment only it is not intended to endorse or condone any of the behaviour described. The characters are the product of the author's imagination any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental, if you do not wish to read this erotic story do not go any further. Feedback appreciated – this installment is in response to the clamour for more. Love the feedback guys fucking hot. K.P. Cops By Fr. Peter Chapter 5 Saunders' dick felt like a fucking truncheon in his briefs as he walked the short corridor from where the men had been watching the unfolding tableau in interview room 1. At the thought he decided to take a truncheon to the room with him, it might come in handy as a sex toy, he thought. As he collected on from the store closet in the corridor, he could read in the eyes of the other men that they knew exactly why their leader, as they clearly saw him, was taking the shiny, black night-stick. When he had joined the force Saunders already had his eye set on becoming a detective. Not for him the eternal pounding of the beat in uniform or being on station duty, but of course he had to serve his time. When he made a grade as a detective he was assigned to vice. He shaved his head, upper body and worked out furiously. He reckoned it was better that he looked like some of the hard men of the East End of London; they would respect him more when their paths crossed. Not tall, he was solid muscle and was proud of his hard pecs surmounted by hard, always erect nipples. His legs he left hairy and he was proud of his hard round butt which had a silky covering of fair hair. Women loved his physique; he could pull any bitch he wanted. Lately he discovered, when he was turned by KP porn, that it turned on guys too. He just loved sex of all kinds. Well not with animals but all types of humankind turned him on. At first he was assigned to vice and worked with an older detective a guy called Behan by everyone who knew him. Saunders, whose first name was Gregg, could remember Behan's first name, he wondered if he ever knew it. Together they patrolled red-light areas, raided unlicensed sex shops and places selling videos. It was there he has his first encounter with KP as in was known to the cops. It fascinated and revolted him at the same time. Behan was hard-bitten, nothing shocked or bothered him, a bit like Saunders had become. `You can sucked into vice, by working with it.' Behan warned. `If you are not careful. I have a few sluts that I fuck now and again but they feed me info. So I reckon it is justified. There is a lot of underage stuff on the go too, you know.' `Ever try any of that?' Saunders asked nonchalantly. The two men were in a dark unmarked car and often times it became like a confessional. Information exchanged always remained between the detectives that worked together. Ratting on each other was not an option. `Not that I haven't been tempted.' Behan answered but it was not clear if he had yielded to temptation. `A little bald kid would turn any man on I reckon.' Saunders had felt himself harden at his colleague's suggestion. `You reckon?' `Wanna find out if it does it for you? There is a place in Bethnal Green that we could check out. Madam there has no scruples. She will cater to any taste at a price. Our price is silence.' `Naw.' Saunders said, but he could feel pre-cum oozing from his prick. When Saunders was assigned to the KP squad as it was known in the force, he resolved to himself not to be corrupted by it, to let it wash over him. But fuck... when he saw some of the stuff, it just boned him up like nothing else. At night it would fill his thoughts, when he pounded his wife, or some of the other women he encountered, he would use it to feed his lust. He wondered if it had the same effect on the others that he worked with. If it did they did not let on. Just like them, he hid his taste for gangbang vids involving groups of guys on the 2 ped to 1 kid ratio. At first his taste was strictly for man on girl but then he noticed that the man on boy stuff was infiltrating his thoughts more and more. Fuck it was all good. Saunders always had a taste for sexy men's underwear from puberty. It was part of his body culture thing. He liked to pose in nice trunks and briefs and those new arse-less ones were his favourites. One night he had discovered that he forgot his mobile phone and came back to the station to get it. He realized he probably left it in the viewing room where they looked at the videos. He reckoned the room was empty at this hour, around midnight and entered without knocking. His colleague Detective Robinson was fisting his meat, while Sgt Windsor was rimming him and on the screen was a HD gangbang video with boys and men of all ages. Robinson had brought in a huge monitor of his own so that room seemed to be filled with the images on the screen. His two colleagues looked up shocked to see him. Windsor's face was shiny with spit from rimming Robinson's hairy hole. Robinson tried to hide his huge erection. He couldn't. `Sorry Guv.' Windsor said, his accent rich cockney. `Well fuck me' Saunders said. `You too are dark horses. I never taught you would get off on this filth.' PC Harden was on duty at the desk and Saunders did not raise his voice in case it would be heard. His hoarse urgent whisper was all the more fierce. `They say we all turn eventually.' Robinson said. `Even that, well-named little young fucker, Harden, on the desk is porn dog in heat. He loves it but someone has to keep watch.' `I came to collect my mobile phone.' Saunders said, sounding almost prissy. `Here it is.' Robinson picked up off the desk. `Can we rely on your discretion?' Saunders did not reply. His head was reeling, part of him was pleased with his discovery, but that was not apparent to Windsor and Robinson. He stepped outside the room. He was really turned on. `Sweet fuck we are done for now.' He heard Windsor say as he closed the door. His two colleagues got such a fright they probably did not notice, how Saunders' cock reacted to what he found. He wanted so much to bust a nut with them watching vids. It was his fantasy come true, corrupt fucking cops, just like him, creaming at the thought of KP. PC Harden came along the corridor carrying a mug of coffee. So that little hot piece of arse was into it too. `Evening Detective.' He said. `Everything OK, you look a bit hot and bothered.' His accent was from the North of England, Saunders could not place it. The young constable's eyes were resting on Saunders' tented pants. `I am fine thanks.' Saunders said. `Everything Ok in there?' He gestured at the door. `Yes fine' Saunders realized he was repeating himself. `I just came in to pick up my mobile phone, I left it here.' `But got more than you bargained for?' Harden winked. `Go back in... live a little... love to share a viewing with you sometime. I get off on that stuff big time.' Harden leaned forward and grabbed Saunders' hard-on. `Seems like you do too, detective. It's no harm. Would love to join in now but someone has to mind the shop.' Harden moved back to the front desk looking back as Saunders turned the knob on the door and re-entered the room. Windsor was just sinking his cock into Robinson's well-rimmed hole. If they were going to be screwed by Saunders reporting them they might as well enjoy their session. `Thought you would be back.' Robinson said wincing slightly as he accommodated the Sgt's dick. `Just did not think it would be so quick. What video would you like? We have quite an archive.' Robinson was an efficient archivist. He reckoned Saunders would prefer the variety of bi KP so he changed the image on the screen. It was a family scene mother, dad and their kids. That had been the start and the four men in the station that night became insatiable even meeting in each other's homes for sessions, when they felt the station might pose a risk. Up until now though, as far as Saunders knew, none of them has crossed the line and had real-time experience. They entered the room like a squad raiding a drug den. Dr. Phelps was shedding his clothes faster than a stripper. Fr. Peter knelt in prayer audibly thanking God for the opportunity he was gifting the men. Anthony was inspecting PC Harden's dick as is slid in out of Teddy. He reached over and felt the extreme hardness of the PC's dick as it pistoned in and out. He had always wanted to do that. `Which one of you pervs wants to share Mike with me?' Steve Dixon asked. `I do.' All of them answered at once. `I reckon I will have to pull rank here.' Saunders said, slapping his hand with the truncheon. Robinson had been amazed at how pervy Saunders had become in the short time since he had caught Windsor lapping on his man cunt. Robinson was hardcore into the stuff long before he managed to get himself assigned to the KP squad. He was always looking for opportunities and it was surprising how often they presented themselves. His first was when he was station Sgt in a station in North London. A young pretty Desk constable called Sandra came into his office. `I think we have a developing situation Sarge.' She said possible child abduction. A light went on in Robinson's head. `Guy outside, name of Jude, nephew went missing at a fairground. He is pretty frantic. Have him in 4.' `Do you know where the fairground is?' `Yes Sir.' `Get a car over there and see can they find the boy. I assume it is a young boy.' `Yes sir, very young.' `Well don't delay, probably wandered off, I am sure some of the fairground people have him. They will be used to this kind of thing.' `Leave the uncle to me. ' It was high summer and Robinson was in his lighter summer uniform. Short sleeved shirt. No t-shirt underneath. Lighter weight pants. He went commando in summer. His cock was lengthening along his thigh. He went to interview room 4, a youngish guy sat at a table, head in hands. `So what seems to be the trouble?' `My little nephew just disappeared.' `We have a car heading over there now, he will probably turn up.' `Did you give a description to Constable Burke.' `Yes I did... oh fuck... Sorry for the language.' `What is the problem?' `I have a photo I should have given her.' `Can I see it.' The guy took it from his wallet. `Sorry Sgt Robinson.' He extended his hand. `Jude Rigby.' They shook hands. The photo was taken in a garden by a paddling pool the boy was naked. Robinson's semi, hardened further. `Sorry it was summer, you know how kids are, don't care much for swimming costumes.' `I see and what about the family, they nudists?' `We are as it happens.' Jude said. `I see.' `Well might not be best idea to carry that in your wallet, could give the wrong impression.' `Yeah sorry.' `Don't apologise... cute little f...' `Fella, yeah I know. Very friendly too, that is what worries me that he might go off with anyone.' `And there are some dodgy types about, but I am sure he will be fine. You close to the boy?' Robinson wanted to get a feel for the guy, something told him that the uncle was hot for the kid. `Yeah... like a big brother really... he is my sister's kid.' `Did you take the photo?' `Yes.' `In same state of undress?' `Yes.' There was a knock on the door. Sandra popped her head around the door and came into the room. `Look who we found?' The little boy raced into room running to hug his uncle Jude. `That was quick.' Robinson said. `Yes before we sent the car the fairground had called and a squad in the area picked him up and brought him straight here.' The uncle and nephew were lost in their embrace. `Thanks Constable. I will take it from here.' Robinson said. `Well little fella, what have you been up too? Would you like some pop, a coke maybe?' The boy nodded. `Do you think he would like something to suck on?' Robinson asked Jude. `Excuse me?' Jude's face flushed bright red. `A lollipop or something?' Robinson said. `He was convinced now that the uncle was a perv and he was going to exploit him and the boy. To be continued... keep comments coming, if any reader interested in chat let me know.