Date: Fri, 18 Oct 2002 12:00:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Steve aka bearbtmboy Subject: The Cadets, Part VII WARNING: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. If this offends you please stop reading now. Thank you to all who wrote me with their comments and praise. I really appreciate it. I'm sorry for the delay with Part VII. Thank you for your patience. Comments welcome to bearbtmboy@gay.com. The Cadets, Part VII Shortly after the board of directors of The Rockford Valley Police Academy finalized the battery of tests for new recruits, Sergeant Callibri and three senior cadets began their statewide tour of high schools to interview the young men who had been prescreened by Captain Noble's network of fuckbuddies. The captain and the board carefully chose the three cadets who were making the trip. Each cadet was close to graduation and was shadowing actual police officers in the community. Each cadet wore a full uniform and was approved to carry a firearm and handcuffs. Chris Newell, Jon Gibson and Marc Franklin met the sergeant at the academy's garage. They filled the trunk of a newly polished police car with their luggage and piled into the car. Jon and Marc sat in the backseat. Chris and the sergeant sat in the front of the car. Their trip would take a week and cover close to 700 miles. As the sergeant started down the driveway toward the gatehouse he unzipped his fly and pulled out his hardening cop meat. Chris leaned down and started sucking the officer. The sergeant shot the guard a smile as he turned the drive's corner and started down the highway. The guard smiled back and went back to feeding his meat to the cadet on his knees in the guardhouse. Jon and Marc took the cue from the front seat and pulled their hardening dicks from their pants. Jon swallowed his friend's dick and reached in his pants to fondle his hairy balls. Marc gasped as he felt Jon's tongue and throat massage his 7-inch cock. He guided Jon's head as he began to bob up and down on his favorite food-cadet meat. The sergeant's dick was now firmly encased in Chris' throat. The cadet started to expertly suck the cop's dick while pulling his own 8-inch dick from his pants. Streams of cadet spit flowed into the cop's hairy balls. The sergeant lifted his ass off the seat from time to time to drive his meat further into the young cop. In the backseat Jon pulled off Marc's dick to allow his friend to return the favor. Jon's dick was the biggest of the three cadets measuring about nine inches. The head glistened with precum and Marc swiped at the slit with his tongue savoring the salty goo. The cadets lapped up the precum flowing from the dicks in their mouths as the sergeant cruised down the highway toward their first appointment. They sucked at the hairy balls sitting outside the flies of the men and savored the masculine scent only balls can produce. After thirty minutes the sergeant knew they had to find a rest stop to unload. The highway rest stop was fairly busy for a Monday morning. A few tractor-trailer trucks sat idling and a dozen or so cars and pickup trucks were lined up near the restrooms. The sergeant pulled up near a red pickup truck and the guys zipped up and got out. A short muscular man with a reddish goatee approached the truck as the guys started toward the restroom. He was dressed in jeans, a flannel shirt and wore a blue baseball cap. He smiled at the guys and looked down at the sergeant's crotch and smiled wider when he noticed the outline of his hard meat. He grabbed his own mound and gave it a few rubs. "Hey guys, how's it goin'? he said. "Just fine," responded the sergeant, "lookin' for some action, buddy?" "You bet. I just sucked off a couple of truckers back there but I'm really lookin' for a big dick to fuck my ass," he answered. "Well, I think we can take care of that, right boys?" the muscular cop asked, smiling at the guy. The five men walked toward the small building housing the men's restroom and a small utility room. They entered the men's room and encountered a group of men ready for action. All the men at the urinals were stroking thick hard cocks. The stalls were filled as well. The first two had a couple of guys each in them and the large handicapped stall had four guys in it. In total, seventeen men were in the room. All were after the same thing-cock. "Fuck, it's the cops!" said the first man to notice the new arrivals. "Hey, it's ok," Sergeant Callibri said, "we're here for cock too and this guy wants to be fucked." "Awesome, let's fuckin' do it, I want to get fucked too," said one of the guys exiting the handicapped stall. One of the guys in the first stall was the rest stop maintenance man. He put an "Out of Order" sign on the door and locked it. By this point all the men were out of the stalls and starting to undress. Shorts, t-shirts, suits and uniforms were hung over the stall's walls. Guys were dropping to their knees and sucking the hard cocks nearest them. The red pickup truck's owner, Glen, stood at a sink and leaned over. His muscular ass attracted a couple of the guys including Jon. Jon's cock found its way between Glen's ass cheeks looking for its hole. "Yeah, stick that cop dick deep in my fuckin' ass," he snarled. Jon spit on his cock and in his hand. He spread the spit from his hand onto the guy's tight hole and worked a bit of it in. Glen moaned and spread his legs a bit wider. Jon lined up the head of his cock with his hole and pushed. Glen's ass swallowed the cadet's cock to the base. Jon held Glen by the shoulders and pulled back. The pulled about halfway out then slammed it back in. Jon and Glen locked eyes in the mirror. Both men were lost in butt-fuckin' bliss. One of the guys near Jon and Glen dropped to his knees and spread Jon's butt cheeks. He leaned in and started tonguing his tight hole. He worked it in and swabbed the ass walls of the young cadet. The rimming served to quicken the fucking the cop was giving Glen. The other guy near the trio waved his hard 11-inch dick in Glen's face. He leaned a bit to the left and started swallowing the precum-leaking meat. All four settled into a rimming-fucking-sucking rhythm. The sergeant and the other two cadets were having a good time with the maintenance man. The guy was a bit older than the sergeant liked, maybe around 50, but his body was tight and nicely tanned. He had a bulldog USMC tattoo on his right bicep. He had little body hair but his dick was surrounded by and his low-hangers were covered by fine blond hair. His dick was thick and the head a bright pinkish-purple. The sergeant leaned over and inhaled the man's dick forcing it deep until the head was firmly lodged in his throat. He guy moaned and grabbed the cop by the hair and attempted to feed him more. Chris and Marc decided to attach themselves to the guy's balls. The view from above was magnificent. The maintenance man, Simon, looked down on the two young cop cadets greedily sucking on his cum-filled balls as their sergeant bobbed up and down on his fuck meat. He picked up the pace and starting slamming his meat into the cop's throat. The cadets had a hard him staying attached to Simon's balls so they stood back a bit and watched their instructor expertly handle the guy's cock. Chris went down and started sucking the sergeant's meat so Marc decided to start sucking his friend's dick. The cocks disappeared down their throats and everyone settled into a rhythm. Their cum started churning and the guys knew it wouldn't be long before hot spunk would be raining down on them. Simon was the first to blow his wad. He buried his dick deep in the sergeant's throat and held his head tight. His dick throbbed and the first blast made its way up his shaft. The hot sperm shot into the cop's throat and started its journey downward to join the other loads. Simon fired off another strong shot of cum then pulled his meat from the sergeant's sucking lips. He aimed the rest of his juice at the cop's nose, cheeks and chin. Hot cum dripped from the sergeant's smiling face and landed at Simon's feet. As Simon was finishing the sergeant started unloading his own juice into Chris' throat. Simon's hot load on his face set him off and he gave the cadet a half dozen strong squirts and a few less-powerful ones. Of course the chain reaction continued with Chris spraying his load on Marc's face. Marc frantically stroked his dick as the cum hit his face and started moaning with pleasure. Simon dropped down and engulfed the cadet's dick just as the first shot flew from his piss slit. He swallowed the sweet cream in three audible gulps. All around them the other horny men were unloading into mouths, asses and on faces. The room stunk of cum and sweat. Moans and groans punctuated the silence along with a few "fuck yeah's." Jon was still fucking Glen. They guy couldn't get enough. He continued to suck on the cock offered him as the cadet pounded his ass mercilessly. Jon's ass was wet with spit and his rimmer stood to work his cock into his tight cadet ass. Jon stopped fucking Glen for a moment so the guy could slide it into him. The guy rammed him hard once his cockhead popped past his ass ring and in turn Jon rammed hard into Glen. By this time most of the men had shot off and had started to form a semi-circle around the four-man fuck machine. They stroked their dicks and those of the men around them. They placed their hands on the fuckers in encouragement. The cock in Glen's mouth unleashed its jizz and Glen swallowed hard forcing the white stickiness down. The man seemed to shoot gallons. Some of it dribbled from the corners of his mouth and down into his goatee. Jon watched Glen lick at the hot liquid and rammed his cock home. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, here I come...ahhhhh, take it, take my fuckin' cum!" he shouted. The guy in Jon's ass drew a sharp breath and stayed deep in the cadet. "Oh, fuck, he I come...oh shit, take it...ahhhhhh!" the man screamed. Two guys knelt to eat the cum that was shooting from the cock of the guy who had been sucking Glen. His cum shot up in long ropes and the guys expertly caught it and savored the hot salty cream. Most of the other guys in the room started clapping as the show came to an end and they knew it was time to move on. Simon told the group that his rest stop was always open for horny man sex. There was no doubt that they would be back. As the men wandered back to their vehicles the cops thanked Glen and Simon with deep kisses and ass gropes. Sergeant Callibri gave the men his card and invited them to the academy. The four cops got back to their car and settled in for the rest of the drive. They were pretty tired but happy. The cadets fell asleep as Sergeant Callibri drove closer to their first appointment. The men arrived at Newcastle High School shortly after noon. Edward Sperry, the principal, met them. Mr. Sperry was a short older man, maybe in his late fifties, with bright blue eyes and a full head of white hair. He reminded the cadets of a kindly TV sitcom grandfather. He was very friendly and greeted each of the cops with a firm handshake. He wore a blue suit that hid most of his muscular body but allowed the men to admire his flat stomach. Mr. Sperry kept his body in shape by running each morning with the track team and helping the school's coach teach weight lifting. He escorted the men into his office and closed the door. The men sat at a round table near the window. Mr. Sperry gave each cop a list of the potential academy candidates. There were four names on the list. Under each name were physical and academic statistics as well as sexual likes and dislikes. The cops read through the list and each began to rub the hardening mounds in their pants. They liked what they saw. Sergeant Callibri was especially interested in Joseph Antonelli. Under "kink" Joseph had listed "watersports, bondage, rape scenes and a beginning interest in fistfucking." "I wouldn't hesitate to send all these young men to the academy," began Mr. Sperry, "Each is in excellent shape, are highly intelligent and can suck dick like you wouldn't believe. About half of them have been fucked already and a few of them have fucked me on this very table." Mr. Sperry smiled at Sergeant Callibri who was now fully erect in his tight blue pants. His mind had wandered. He was imaging the fun he'd have with Joseph. He was methodically planning the rape scene he had in store for the young man. "Sergeant, I think you'll find all our young men willing to experience whatever you've got planned. I also think you'll find Joseph Antonelli especially willing. He's become quite the insatiable bottom pig. I know you'll have fun with him." Mr. Sperry said. The academy board decided that the first test of the potential new cadets would involve no-holds-barred sex. The most important thing they looked for in a recruit was their unbridled appetite for sex. Each cop was assigned a recruit and the testing would commence that evening. Of course Sergeant Callibri assigned himself Joseph Antonelli. Mr. Sperry gave each of the cops a list of faculty members and local men who were willing to help with the testing. After the sergeant settled into his room he started calling a few of the faculty members. The rape of Joseph Antonelli would be something they'd remember for years to come. Part VIII: The rape fantasy comes true for Joseph. Sergeant Callibri discovers something new about himself.