THE HIGH TABLE

Dan Freyr

I’d been on the run for several months ever since that accidental death at the sex club orgy. Not that I had anythin to do with it, but a few “helpful” friends told the cops that it was all my fault and, OK, so I shouldn’t have tied that cinder block to the guy’s nuts and it was a little over the top when I tied him up with those ropes around his ankles, wrists, and neck. But, hell, that’s what he paid for and wanted. It wasn’t my fault that the club bought cheap ropes and the ones around his wrists and ankles snapped and his neck broke. All I did was carry out the customer’s needs and desires. Even so, here I was on the run for all this time and figured, what the hell? I might as well get outta town and start fresh somewhere new. In this city, there was always someone lookin for good sex workers and I hoped that the next town I landed in would have some new opportunities.

It was late at night when I was in my motel room watchin TV when I decided to go out and see if I couldn’t make a few extra bucks off some nice tourists. Maybe a hot and hunky businessman that had been in meetings all day and needed to blow off some steam or a nighttime construction guy that wanted to get laid. They were always good for a few hundred bucks. I got dressed quick in my jock, pants, boots, leather suspenders, and ball cap and splashed some cold water on my furry face. My 5’9”, 186 lb. muscled tatted hairy body lookin good as I grabbed my room key and headed out the door, walkin to the red light district where I could make some easy money.

I got to that area of  town and staked out a spot that I knew would give anyone interested a good look at the merchandise. Unbuttonin the top button of my pants just enough to show the fur that went down past my waist…and of course, my big uncut pierced 9” dick and big balls were outlined just right in my pants as I leaned against the wall to wait.

Officer Bolt

Based on the tips we received, Freyr was most likely hanging out in the red-light district. The man was wanted by the police, so he couldn't work, at least not in a normal job. But somehow he had to make a living and earn money, so the easiest place to do that would be this notorious area, where no one asked unnecessary questions. Fuck, I should have placed a bet, because luck seemed to be on my side. Freyr leaned against the wall, offering his charms to passers-by. "I could get a promotion for this," I chuckled to myself.

As soon as I stepped in front of him, the man took on a flirtatious attitude and began rubbing his huge bulge in his tight jeans. "A male prostitute? And he's offering his services to me, a uniformed police officer? Is this guy crazy, or does he think I'm a cop from Village People?" I asked myself.

"Fryer? Dan Fryer, right? City police forces, Officer Bolt. You are under arrest. Put your hands above your head. Anything you say from this point on can be used against you in court."

Dan Freyr

Now, I see all kinds of people in this city in some real weird looks and clothes, so I aint surprised to see this muscle guy walk right up to me decked out like was the cop in the Village People or maybe this guy just has a gear fetish. Either way, even I had to admit he was H O T. Nice big arms, tight body, and a pair of legs on him that I could spend about a month bein squeezed in lickin. He was a walkin wet dream come…or is that CUM…true. I hadda admit he had the look down. The tight uniform shirt and pants, the gloves on his hands, the boots, even the equipment belt around his waist. The shoulder patches and badge and name plate…nice tough I thought, specially when I seen the name “Officer Bolt.” I just bet he can “bolt”, alright. And, of course, me bein me, I din’t fail to notice the big bulge in them pants. This fucker looked like he matched me in dick size and ball size and that’s alright, too.

He had the attitude down to perfection, too. Struttin his hot, sexy self right up to me like he was the real thing. That deep, gravelly voice of his…this fucker could play a cop of TV, for damn sure. My boot still against the wall with my knee bent and my hand in my waistband, fingers pointin to my bulge, I fixed my eyes on him as he started his speech. I gotta admit I was tempted to laugh, but hey, this was this stud’s fantasy and I needed money and who was I to fuck that up? A slow sneerin grin spread on my stached lips as I said, “Under arrest, huh? For what? Lookin this damn sexy in a no-sexy zone? Havin a big dick and knowin how to use it? Maybe ya wanna arrest me for this.”  I din’t wait for a response as I dropped my leg to the sidewalk and reached out, grabbin his well-filled bulge with one hand and clapped my other hand behind his neck and PULLED him into me, plantin my furry lips on his stached mouth and thrustin my tongue down his throat in a long hard kiss.

Breakin that kiss and lettin him, I took a step back with a grin and said, “Hope ya brought yer handcuffs with ya so I can tie ya down and work ya over like I know ya want me. Oh, and that’ll be $1000 up front and no refunds.”

Officer Bolt

"What the fuck are you trying to do? You take me as one of your filthy clients? You are under arrest on suspicion of multiple murders and attempted murder. Don't resist, just obey my orders." I slap you across the face with my open palm and grab you by the chest. "No stupid tricks, or you'll regret it." With my free hand, I take my baton from my belt and grab you by the neck. "You're coming with me," I say, pushing you toward the patrol car parked further away.

Dan Freyr

The smile on face disappears as ya growl at me then that backhand slap to my face snaps my head to one side. Uh oh, this guy IS the real deal. Ya start draggin me toward yer car as I struggle. “Hey hey hey…hands off the merchandise pig! Ya got nothin on me, asshole! I ain’t goin nowhere with ya!” I snarl as ya shove me toward yer parked patrol car. This ain’t my first rodeo resistin arrest as I slam an elbow into yer stomach as we grapple near yer car.

Officer Bolt

Your elbow hits my abs when I had my guard down making me fold and release my hold of your nape. "I told you not to struggle but do as I say!", I shout as I straighten my body, snap a tight grab of your throat and punch your gut with my huge fist. "You are not the first smart ass who is trying to disobey my clear instructions"

Dan Freyr

We struggle and grapple as we get to the side of yer patrol car…ya grab my throat as I gag and choke…grabbin yer fist on my throat…UUUUUUUUUFFFF…sluggin my gut hard…doublin over…I fire a fist into yer bulge…then grab that baton on the ground and bring it up SLAMMIN it up into yer bulge…”let…go…of…me…PIG!” I wrench loose from yer fist on my throat and grab yer head slammin it down into the window of yer car.

Officer Bolt

You manage to strike me for the second time but in this occasion your target is my masculine parts. Luckily, I am wearing a protective cup that save my nuts from worse but they still feel the pain. A loud guttural roar gets out from my mouth as I land on my knees, holding my groin when you hit my head against the window of the patrol car shattering the glass into thousands of shards. I fall down to the ground watching you running away. "Fucking fucker!", I scream as I get up as soon as possible trying to recover from your strike. "You won´t go anywhere!". I am surprised myself how easily I run after you trying to reach you.

Dan Freyr

I take off runnin not botherin to look back as my boots pound the pavement and leave ya down on yer knees…that window shattered…hopin that attack hurt ya enough to gimme time to escape and disappear. I go runnin down the streets…turnin left../then right…then I spy somethin…an open manhole cover leadin down…who the fuck knows where but right now I’ll take anythin as I stop in front of it. Lookin around fast to make sure that fuck ain’t following, I grab the rungs of the ladder and slip down inside the open hole, pullin the cover partially over it then climb down the rungs and drop to my feet at the bottom. The smell hits me in an instant…the fuckin sewers! Well, beggars cain’t be choosers and the sound of the hissin pipes and runnin water oughta help mask any noise I make. I see some crap floatin in the nasty water and a few rats scurryin away as I look for a place to hide just in case ya figure out where I went.

Officer Bolt

Running after you gets my blood pumping and brings me out of my dazed state. I see you running, glancing around until I suddenly lose sight of you. "Where the hell did he go all of a sudden?" As I get closer, I see you again, crouching next to a sewer lid and disappearing into the hole underground. "Oh, fuck. Couldn't he have chosen a better place than this stinking hole!" I descend into the dimly lit tunnel and almost vomit from the stench. Trying to adjust my eyes to the dim lighting, I take my gun out of its case and start walking down the rat-infested corridor, trying to find you in some shadowy recess.

Dan Freyr

I find a drain gate big enough to fit in near the ladder as I crouch down there tryin not to be sick from the smells around me, but I got a strong gut and I breathe in slow concentratin on that ladder just in that mutha fucker finds his way down here. I hear sounds comin from above but no footsteps so far. Rubbin my throat from where that bastard grabbed me, I grin as I feel my big dick throb cause…well I do like my sex like my fightin…rough and nasty. I cain’t help thinkin that cop and me could really brawl and fight and fuck like wild dogs if he wasn’t tryin to arrest my ass, that is. I start to climb outta the drain gate when I suddenly hear footsteps. I hide back in it…my dark eyes watchin that ladder and, holy fuckin hell, what is he? Part fuckin bloodhound or somethin? I see ya draw yer gun out as yer eyes adjust. I grin seein the small cuts that window made on yer handsome face. Just makes ya look hotter and sexier I think. Yer eyes adjusted now, I see ya movin slowly toward where I am lookin around. I hold my breath not wantin to give myself away, waitin til ya move past and then either attack or make a run for it.

Officer Bolt

My eyes scan the dark corridor, its shadowy corners and cavities. No sign of you. I try to strain my hearing to the limit, but all I can hear is the murmur of dirty water and the sound of rats' feet on the muddy floor of the tunnel. Small wounds burn my face, but luckily they are not deep and none of them have damaged my eyes. I don't know how long I walk forward, close to the next ladder leading to the surface, when something, call it instinct, makes me stop and turn around. You stand in front of me with a mean but horny grin on your face. "Hands up. Your escape is over."

Dan Freyr

Just as ya move past me almost to that second ladder, I quietly step outta my hidin spot and move up toward ya, my boots masked by the sound of water and rats feet. Just then, ya turn around lookin at me as I let a cocky smirk cross my face. I see that drawn gun in both hands as ya demand I put my hands up. “Who’s tryin to escape, pig. I just came down here for a breath of fresh air…to escape yer rank smelly ass.” Lookin around, I sneer at ya, “Oh I wouldn’t discharge that down here if I was you. There’s gas lines down here and one spark could blow this whole rank place to hell and back and you and me with it.”  Then, I walk right up to ya and butt my forehead against the barrel of yer gun.” But, if yer feelin lucky, pig…go for it. Blow my fuckin brains out…it’ll be the last thing ya fuckin see, bitch.”

Officer Bolt

"He must be bluffing, trying to distract me, buy time to find a way to get out of this. And what if not? What if the place is really filled with flammable gases?". My mind is going circles trying to find some kind of way out of this situation and then, as if defying my judgment, you press your forehead against the barrel of the gun. I grab you by the throat with my free hand, lowering my gun and pushing it back into its holster. "You're bluffing, I'm sure of it, but I don't need a gun to take you to court. And this time, there's no point in trying anything stupid. This time, I'm prepared to kill you." My voice is low as I try to sound convincing, while my thumb presses down on your Adam's apple with enough force to show that I mean business. "One wrong move and I'll crush your windpipe."

Dan Freyr
Now this ain’t the first time I done choke play, but this fucker ain’t playin around as ya GRAB my throat in yer gloved hand and holster yer weapon, tauntin me tellin me how yer gonna snuff my ass and prolly leave me down here to rot. Well, not fuckin today, mister PIG, I think to myself. I grab at that hand around my throat but it’s locked in tight as fuck. I noticed that groin cover of yers from earlier so kneein yer balls ain’t an option, but this is…I bring my big hand up to yer face and RAKE it down it…down yer eyes and nose and mouth then SLUG yer mouth hard, drivin my knuckles into it and twistin em in! “That enough WRONG movers for ya, asshole? No?” I snarl as I grab the front of yer uniform shirt and YANK…the front left panel RIPPIN open exposin that hairy muscled chest of yers.

Officer Bolt

Your image as a weak male whore will disappear now, at the latest, when, despite my gun and my deadly grip on your throat, you defy death by scratching my face until it bleeds and tearing my shirt open. Even though your attack is not physically dangerous, your determined actions distract me enough to lose my grip on your throat. I take a step back, trying to get enough space between us so that I can strike your abs with my knee and send an uppercut towards your sternum between your hairy pecs. "Surrender, obey me and surrender!"

Dan Freyr

I move back as well…my fists comin up fast…”c’mon ya fuckin pig…show me what ya got? Not such a big man without that gun in yer hand are ya?”  I LUNGE into ya as that uppercut STRIKES my sternum…”UUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF” I stumble a step to the side but then swing a hard right fist straight to yer lower abs, then twist in and swing a hard left aimed at yer skull.

Officer Bolt

Your blow is coming fast, approaching my abs but I am faster, manage to grab a tight hold from your fist wrapping my fingers around it and blocking it before it hits the target. But my short joy lasts just few seconds when your left blow hits my forehead hard. My mouth drops open from surprise and pain, then closes again as I grit my teeth and my vision gets blurry. I let your right hand free, stumble back to hit the wall behind me, leaning against it and trying to recover fast I lift my arms up to protect my face and throat.

Dan Freyr

This mutha fucker is fast! That shot to yer abs had clear target, but ya grab that fist in yer fingers and squeeze bringin a yell of pain outta me. Fuck, that hand could crush coconuts, not to mention my fuckin hand! But then that blow to yer skull land and I feel the exhilaration of my knuckles strikin yer forehead! I see ya stumble back as ya let my hand go and lean against the wall. The hissin pipes around us producing hot clouds of steam makin both of us sweat as I see ya raise yer arms up. Oh, perfect, I think! I come in low with an underhand left to your gut, then I take a chance, grab yer shoulders, and bring my right knee up to that groin protector. Maybe it ain’t as hard to send a blow thru as I thought.

Officer Bolt

Folding like some pocketknife after your blow in my abs is nothing compared to the pain that the impact your knee gives to my balls. The groin protector is keeping them safe but my big nuts can still feel the hit. I place my hands on your chest pushing you away from me as I try to stay on my feet.

Dan Freyr

Ok, so maybe that damn groin thing is tougher than it looks…but at least I got this mutha fucker bent over…and I plan to really bend him over once I got him beat down and maybe out cold…I ain’t decided yet. My hand on the back of yer neck as I RAM my knee up into yer gut once…then again…drivin it in to keep ya gaspin for air. I grab yer neck pullin ya up and SLAM yer back against one of the hot pipes and enjoy hearin yer howl as the heat goes thru yer shirt into yer back. “I just a good HOT time, don’t you bitch?” I smirk then reach down, grabbin that protector and PULL it hard away from yer groin…let’s see if this works. I DRIVE my knee up under the protector between yer legs then let that protector SNAP back against yer body with a loud SMACK! I let of ya and step back…my hairy muscled body sweatin as I watch ya close.

Officer Bolt

My body jolts violently feeling the skin of my back burning from the hot pipe but that is the least of my problems, it really is. I don´t know what the fuck you are trying to do until it´s too late and I feel the protective cup moving and then returning back with a loud smack but not landing on the same please where it was before. The edge of the cup lands in the middle of my two giant testicles trapping them in a tight hug under my uniform pants. I look at your face, see that evil, confident look in that makes me swallow deep. I aim an uppercut into your solar plexus trying to keep away from me. "You fucking pathetic faggot. Fight like a man!"

Dan Freyr

I smirk at the pain I caused ya cause ya know, it’s what I get off on. I’m a pain slut myself, but some guys just cain’t take it I guess. I move in toward grabbin onto yer torn shirt pullin ya away from the pipe and reach into the hole in yer shirt and GRAB one of yer pecs…hmmm…nice…furry…sweaty…just the way I like em. Pullin my hand out, I grab yer shirt at yer right shoulder and RIP the short sleeve down from it, lettin it hang down yer sweaty bicep. Yeah, he might be a pig, but he’s a HOT pig for damn sure! Holdin yer head up, I hurl a big wad of thick nasty spit right in yer face. “Fuck you, bitch!” I snarl but suddenly, that big gloved fist comes up from outta nowhere and SLAMS into my solar plexus feelin like it’s gonna plow right through me and come out my back. “AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!” I YELL out as that punch BLASTS the air outta me and I let go of ya stumblin back from ya, my eyes wide as I cain’t get my breath. I trip over some piece of garbage on the floor and go fallin back right into a low overhead pipe, my skull BANGIN against it bringin another yell of pain as I drop to my knees and bend down, grabbin the back of my head. On all fours, gaspin for air, breathin hard and my fuckin skull throbbin. I bring my hand around and see blood on my fingers. This sonofabitch made me hit the pipe and busted my head open! He’s gonna fuckin pay for that before we’re done. The steam and heat risin so fast, it’s hard to see anythin let alone the fuckin asshole across from me.

Officer Bolt

Seeing you on your knees, clearly affected by my powerful blow to the point controlling your breathing, your hand stained with your own blood, calms me down and restores my fighting spirit. Fuck all police ethics and gentlemanly rules, you are not a normal case, I have to resort to stronger measures. Grabbing you by your filthy hair I lift your head up, "I gave you a chance to behave properly, to believe my orders. Now it's too late, now you'll regret your defiance." With beads of sweat glistening on my face, I lift my knee off the filthy ground and aim it at your face. "This fucking sewer will be your grave, you stupid faggot!"

Dan Freyr

Down on my knees and blood on my hand, a boilin rage builds inside me. It’s one thing to be falsely accused of somethin I had no control over, but I’ll be damned if this bitch is gonna beat me and drag me to some stinkin shithole and lock me up. I feel yer hand grabbin me by my head and lift my head up, barkin orders at me like I’m some junkyard dog yer tryin to discipline. I hurl a mouthful of spit right in yer face. I see that knee comin up and grab yer other leg YANKIN yer foot out from under ya. That knee RAMS my face anyway as ya stumble and blood ERUPTS from my nose and mouth. I LUNGE into ya, grab that protector, and find where it attaches, unlock it and YANK it off yer body tossin it away. My hands grabbin at yer uniform pants…fingers diggin into the sweaty material as it RIPS open…I HEADBUTT yer unprotected bulge with my bloody head! “MUTHA FUCKIN COCKSUCKIN FAGGOT PIG! IMMA KILL YER ASS BITCH!”

Officer Bolt

Suddenly I am staring the roof of the tunnel hitting my back hard against the hard surface of the shit smelling tunnel. The air escapes from my lungs in one blow while my mind is urgently trying to find a way out of this. I know whatever is coming wont anything good. You are not going to kiss my cheek and sing me a love song. As I feel your fingers manipulating my waist, finding the attaches, and ripping off my steel protection I have a slight idea what you are going to do. It’s not a blowjob, that’s for sure. The wet, dirt, sweat and all this struggling have softened the fabric of my pants into a fragile, worn-out rag that your strong fingers quickly tear to shreds. I was right - it wasn’t a blowjob - I scream, squirm, writhe, and struggle like some harbour slut getting split roasted by two elephants when your hard forehead hits my big balls with force, crushing them against my body, almost rupturing them. I try to turn on my side and kick your body but the pain is overwhelming making my strikes weaker. "I will kill you for this!"

Dan Freyr

You crash to the hard floor of the tunnel, liquids and crap flyin everywhere. My nose is splattered across my face, blood gushin from that and my mouth as I spit out a coupla bloody molars, my face bloody and red with rage and anger. I see that kick comin and dodge it as I LEAP forward and LAND on yer body, shovin ya back down and straddling yer chest. I start SLUGGIN and POUNDIN and BASHIN yer face with my fists, not carin how much damage I do. If I gonna get thrown in jail for attackin a cop, I’m gonna make sure I do the best job I can! Reach back unclaspin yer equipment belt as I don’t want this bastard to get any funny ideas about goin for weapon. Grabbin yer uniform shirt, I RIP and TEAR it into nothin but bloody tatters, that hairy muscled chest and abs on display now. I stop my assault and stand up over ya lookin down to the see results of my barrage as I wipe the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand and sling it down onto yer chest.

Officer Bolt

My kick wasn't lucky, and I'm not surprised. Try kicking yourself when your balls are swollen to the size of a man's fist. I start crawling backwards on my back, but I only manage to move a few inches before you're suddenly sitting on my chest, locking my arms tightly under your knees, and then all hell breaks loose. At first, your blows hurt, tearing open my skin and breaking my nose, causing it to bleed. But more blows rain down on my face, eventually turning it into a shapeless mass of blood and broken flesh. Then the pain disappears, leaving behind sleep, darkness, emptiness... unconsciousness as my body goes limp.

Dan Freyr

Shakin and ragin standin over ya, I watch as yer head falls to one side. Yer face just bloody raw meat now. Well, good. Nothin that the fucker dint have comin. I take a long look at yer unconscious body…fuck, this stud is HOT even for a fuckin cop! I catch my breath for a minute, then grab yer legs and drag ya outta this steam bath we’re both in and down the corridor findin a cooler spot. That’s when I notice the heavy iron door to my right. Wonder what’s in there? I grab the metal wheel after checkin that it ain’t hot and turn it around and around then PULL the heavy door open, lookin inside. Fuck, it’s a fuckin boiler room with steel tanks of water bein heated to distribute through the sewer system. Perfect. I come back out and grab yer boots and drag yer ass in there then get busy strippin ya of yer shirt and pants, leavin ya in just yer boots and tight white briefs which, as I see, is well stuffed. I pull the heavy door closed and turn the wheel to lock it. No sense in anybody stumblin on us by accident. I notice the room is well ventilated and actually cooler and smells better than the sewer tunnel. My curiosity aroused as I strip down to just my jock and boots, I drop down on my knees and pull the front of yer sweaty briefs down. Holy fuckin Jesus fuckin Judas! This man’s packin at least ten fuckin thick inches and a set of nuts on him that’d choke a whore in church. I’m almost sorry I hurt them big nuts now, but not THAT sorry. I pull yer briefs back up over that monster dick and balls as I find a small cooler and open it. Ah, there we go. I grab a couple bottles of water from it and open one, chuggin it down feelin it coolin me down. Usin the remains of yer shirt, I wipe the blood from my face then use what’s left of yer pants on yer face cleanin the blood off. Well, I did a number on ye for sure, but its mostly flesh wounds…no broken bones…yet anyway. I stand up, open the other bottle, and pour some of the water down into yer face to wake ya up then move back watchin ya.

Officer Bolt

My deep blissful oblivion is shattered when I feel something washing over my face. My first thought is that I am by the sea, caressed by the waves, but the cruel truth hits me when I open my eyes and my memories come flooding back. My balls are still sore and my face is probably bruised. I feel them with my hands, no broken bones, no brain damage, because my vision is quickly returning and I can move my limbs. I lift my head slightly from the ground and look around. I am almost naked in a place I don't recognize, and then I see you in front of me, grinning, also almost naked, holding a water bottle in your hand. So much for the beach vacation, fucking hell!

Dan Freyr

I see ya comin around as I grin down at ya. “Wakey wakey Mr. Law and Order!” I finish the bottle of water in my hand and set the other down next to ya and move back quick just in case ya get any bright ideas about grabbin my boot. I find an old creaky wood chair and take seat away from ya keepin my eyes on ya. Wipin my mouth with my forearm, I growl, “Don’t bother tryin to run, bitch! The door’s locked and I’m the only one who knows how to open it.” Takin a good long look at yer hot muscled hairy body now, I smirk, “Who knew cops could look so fuckin hot? There any more on the force like you? Cause if there are, I might think about joinin the force. I pick up the bloody tattered remains of yer pants and toss em at ya. Here, clean yerself up bitch, cause we ain’t near done yet. We gonna settle this once and for all and there’s only one of us that’s getting outta this shithole alive!”

Officer Bolt

I slowly rise from the ground and wipe myself clean of the blood and filth that has gotten on my face and hairy chest during our earlier battle. I am a little surprised to still feel this strong, stronger than I thought, but I have no intention of showing you that. "It's true, Freyr, only one will leave here alive." The time has come to take stronger measures with you; the time for games is over. I pretend to be in poor condition and stagger towards you as if begging for mercy, when suddenly I spin around, my torso bending sideways backwards, and deliver a powerful, precisely aimed kick to your chest, causing you to fall backwards in your chair. I run closer and kick you in the ribs. "Guess which one of us will leave here alive?"

Dan Freyr

I see ya rise up from the ground…wipin yerself clean. That sexy hot muscled hairy body and that huge bulge between yer legs…fuck he could be the world’s hottest fuckin sex worker if he wanted to but right now he’s all mine and Imma make the most of it. I hear ya runnin yer mouth again and toss the torn cloth on the floor. Ya come toward me actin like yer hurt, but this ain’t my first rodeo and I see ya stagger as I rise from that chair and, sure enough, suddenly ya come to life and SLAM that spinnin kick dead center of my chest…”AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I yell out as I fall back and tumble backwards in the chair. I go skiddin across the floor, the chair broken into pieces as I roll over and get to my feet and look down. Yer fuckin boot print on my hairy chest as I glare at ya from across the room. “Mutha fuckin faggot cop…I know which one. ME, ya fuckin bastard!” Grabbin a piece of the broken wood from the chair, I come at ya with the business end pointed toward ya. “C’mon fucker…come and get you some, dick head.” I growl.

Officer Bolt

"You can forget now that I'm a cop, you just turned this into a deadly fight between two men. Do you seriously think you have a chance of surviving against these muscles and my fighting skills, you idiot?" an evil grin drawn in my face, bouncing my pecs in front of you as another quick side kick rises from the ground, hitting your hand and knocking the chair leg out of your hand. I bend forward slightly as I lunge forward, pinning you back with my broad shoulders until your back hits the metal door. My knee rises off the ground, striking your abs and causing your body to bend over, when I grab you tightly by the throat and lift your body against the wall, staring at you with an angry gaze. "Pray, for your end is near!"

Dan Freyr

I lunge at ya with that chair leg, swingin it about to drag the jagged end across yer chest when ya send another side kick to my hand, knockin it outta my hand. “FUCKKKK” I gasp holdin my hand…that boot of yer almost broke it but it still works…I come at ya with both hands to grab at yer throat, but ya lunge in grabbin me and PINNIN me back hard against the metal door, the wheel DIGGIN into my back. “AAARRRGGHHHH!!” I yell out then that knee comes up DRIVIN into my abs. “UUGGGGGGGHHHHH” I grunt out then this fucker grabs me by the throat and holds me against the wall, my feet off the floor and those dark eyes of yers cuttin right thru me as ya threaten me. I grab at yer hands chokin me, convinced this fucker could crush my windpipe if wanted to. I swing a boot up between yer legs and SLAM it into yer bulgin briefs as hard as I can then DRIVE my right fist straight into yer left eye, twistin my knuckles into the blow as I gasp, “LET…GO…OF…MY…THROAT…FAG…GOT!”

Officer Bolt

AAAARRRGGGHH....My knees buckle as your blow lands on my balls with a force that would knock any man to the ground in an instant, and immediately afterwards you try to blind me, stunning me with a vicious blow to my left eye. I know my balls couldn't take any more of your blows without being damaged, but the adrenaline is doing its job and making me fight for my life. I release my grip on you, dropping to one knee while grabbing your waist to stay upright when I see an opportunity. I shove my arm between your legs, trying to crush your balls with my thick bicep.

Dan Freyr

That boot to yer balls in yer sweaty briefs and my hard punch to yer eye gets me loose from that grip…fuck, this bastard must be able to bend fuckin steel with them hands. Let’s just he don’t have powers beyond those of mortal men! I drop to my boots on the floor watchin ya drop to one knee. I don’t wait as my left hand latches onto yer hair pullin yer head up. I see that eye I hit already swellin and turnin purple. That nose is my next target cause I’m gonna break I’m gonna break it so bad they ain’t never gonna find all the pieces to put it together again! Figurin this bitch is in serious pain from that ball shot and that eye shot, I swing my right fist up and down. I’m gonna enjoy destroyin that nose along with the rest of that fuckin pig face of yers. Next thing I know that muscled forearm comes up and SLAMS into my balls…AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH…the force of the impact drivin my big uncut dick head outta my jock as I SCREAM in agony and pain. I let go of yer hair and stumble back, my big nuts throbbin in my jock and feelin like Imma be sick at any moment. Need to put some space between me and this fucker before he makes good on his threat.

Officer Bolt

Your screams are music to my ears as I see you stumbling back. Your leaking cock head is out of your jock, thick and covered with foreskin. Wiping my blood-soaked face with the back of my hand I slowly get up, rubbing my aching balls through the thin fabric of my briefs. "Time to finish this stupid game now. Something is telling me you won’t like the outcome". My voice threatening but manage to keep it calm as I approach you with determined steps. Now towering over you, I grab you by your hair, pull your face up and stop for a moment to look at your eyes. "You had your chance to be a good man. You missed that opportunity and now you will pay for that, a high price buddy, YOUR LIFE". I lift my knee and aim it into your exposed face.

Dan Freyr

I force the bile in my throat back down as I suck in air as fast as I can. I look down to make sure I still have my balls attached after that forearm smash. I look up just in time to see the rage on yer bloody face. Grabbin my hair in one of them big hands of yers and I see out the corner of eyes what’s comin next. I growl “Oh no ya fuckin don’t ya miserable flaccid roided out piece of shit!” I grab ya by yer ears and SLAM my bloody forehead STRAIGHT into yer nose as hard as I can, then I knock yer hand off my hair and blast a knee up into yer hairy abs once, then again. I bring both my big arms up claspin my hands together and bring em down, ready to plow em into yer neck and upper back.

Officer Bolt

I stumble back after receiving a devastating headbutt into my face, folding forward as your knee is demolishing my abs making my cough violently trying to recover my breathing. You are much tougher than I thought but this is not the moment to think too much, not if I want to get out of here alive. I hit my back again against the metal door watching you raising your hands ready to give your finishing strikes probably. I surge on you, furious like a bull who’s balls were slapped as I spear your chest with my broad shoulders until you reach the wall behind you. I see your hands rising up again but won’t give you the pleasure to use them before I ram my knee between your balls as hard as the man of my size can do.

Dan Freyr

This fuckin pig just don’t wanna stay down! My headbutt splatterin that nose of yers across yer face and I take a minute of satisfaction at that. Yer back hittin the metal door as I come chargin toward you, my fists raised. “Time for fuckin destroy ya, fucker!” I bellow and bring my fists down just as that big, muscled knee SLAMS into my balls! “AAAWWWGGGHHHH!” I yell out as my sweaty jock tears away from my body, my big low hangers getting FLATTENED by that knee as ya LIFT me off the ground. My fists come down, strikin yer upper back but with NOTHIN behind em as I fold up over that knee, this time unable to stop myself as I puke up blood and bile onto the hard floor.

Officer Bolt

My knee strike did the job apparently, judging by your reaction. Stepping back I grab my stiffening cock through my blood and filth-tainted briefs preparing to give you the ultimate strike, to finish you and perhaps to snuff you. This time I won’t get too close to you, to avoid any nasty trick you might have planned but decide to attack you from the distance spinning around and sending a high roundhouse kick aimed into your throat. One well landing kick could end the fight and cut your life crushing your windpipe. "Give my regards to hell!".

Dan Freyr

I drop to my knees as ya move back…my gut retchin and twitchin…fuck…fuck…fuck…in a world of hurt and in bad trouble now. I glance down and see my low hangers there. FUCK! This fuckin pig bruised em bad! Swollen and turnin black and blue, I keep my head down as I can see yer boots. I dunno what this bitch has planned, but I hafta stop him any way I can. I raise up slowly, my head still down but I can see out my peripheral vision yer movement. I resist the urge to grin. Yeah, come get me, ya lousy fuckin hot sexy pig! I think to myself. Just as that leg comes flyin up and around, I bend over under it and grab a jagged chair leg and RAM that bitch up fast STABBIN it up into yer ass, drivin that wood deep in yer hole and twistin it, enjoyin hearin yer screams of pain as I move back fast to watch ya drop.

Officer Bolt

"YOU FUCKING PATHETIC FAGGOT PUSSY!", I scream in panic as the chair leg enters deep into my crack, all the way at my tightly closed entrance. I hear my briefs tearing as the sharp edges of the wooden leg cut the thin fabric to shreds, while I clench my buttocks, trying to prevent the chair leg from pushing into my virgin territory, cutting nasty wounds between my buttocks. Sending a mule kick into your chest I grab the broken chair leg, pulling it out and throw it at your head. "You fucking cheap whore! This is only going to cost you more." The fabric of my briefs is torn at the back, leaving my hairy ass exposed. I turn around and see you already standing up after my kick as I throw myself on top of you, striking my elbow towards your temple while my knee aims for your sweaty abs.

Dan Freyr

That splintered wood shreddin the ass of yer briefs and I hear ya howl as splinter stick in yer crack and hole. “UUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHH” I grunt out as that mule kick NAILS my chest sendin me skiddin across the floor…that chair leg at my side. I get to my feet and grab that chair leg in my fist. Ya charge at me and TACKLE me down to the floor again, that elbow strikin my temple, openin a deep gash in it. “MUTHA FUCKER! YER TIME IS DONE!” I don’t wait as I grab yer hair and pull yer head up and STAB the jagged end of that bloody wood in yer swollen left eye and TWIST it brutally, rippin that eyeballs to shreds in yer skull. “YEAH BITCH NOW THEY’RE GONNA YA ONE EYED FUCKIN JACK AT YER FUCKIN FUNERAL!” I shove ya off me as I roll back up to yer feet leavin that wood embedded in yer socket then kick yer legs apart and RAM the toe of my boot right in yer big nuts!

Officer Bolt

How stupid I was throwing the chair leg back to you. It all happens so fast I have no time to react before you stab the wooden leg into my eye. My automatic reaction is to grab your wrist with both hands, but there is nothing I can do. You twist the wooden stake in my eye, twisting it. I pull it out feeling how my eye falls out of its socket. Screaming at the top of my lungs at your face as I understand you haven´t finished yet when your steel-toed boot strikes my balls with a force that immediately makes my knees weak, limp. They knock together as I finally fall to my knees on the floor, desperately trying to push you away with one hand while the other tries to stop the bleeding from my left eye socket.

Dan Freyr

I gotta admit I’m takin a sadistic pleasure watchin ya tryin to pull that splintered wood outta yer eye without pullin the eyeballs with it with NO success. That eyeball is nothin but a small ball of mashed goop now as it comes out and falls to the floor. I STOMP on it hearin it SQUELCH and laugh at ya as ya scream out. “Awwww…poor little cop got a boo boo? Ain’t that a shame? A real shame. Oh, and look, I stepped on it. Oh wait. Ya cain’t see it can ya?” I taunt ya. That boot kick to yer balls takin ya down on yer knees as I move around and grab yer torn briefs and RIP em off yer body. Ya can only see outta one eye and that one’s masked in blood. My hard dick and balls hangin outta my jock as I get behind ya, wrappin my left arm around yer neck pullin yer head back. My furry bloody mouth at yer ear as I snake my other arm under yers and behind yer neck. “Now, fucker…here’s what yer gonna do…yer gonna sit right there while I fuckin RAPE yer ass hard, rough, brutal, and mean and then I’m gonna breed it. Now, if yer a good boy, you’ll just stay here on yer knees and take it. If not, well…I got no problem with rapin ya and breedin ya and killin ya and leavin yer carcass down here to die.”

Officer Bolt

I hear a hollow, wet thud as my eyeball is crushed under your boot, and soon you are already behind me. Your powerful, hairy arm locks me in its grip as your threatening words echo. "You fucking brainless whore, I'll never give up! Do you understand!" I shout furiously, defying your superiority as I throw my head back, trying to hit you in the face. "You'll have to fuck my dead body. I'll never give up... you dirty faggot!"

Dan Freyr

I dodge yer pathetic attempt to try and hit me in the face with yer head…my arms FLEX and tighten in more…this fucker don’t even know WHAT I’m capable of as my right hand comes up and grabs yer jaw…my left hand at the back of yer neck. “Have it yer own way ya pussy cocksucker, but dead or alive, I’m gonna RAPE that ass and BREED it! Ya can either live for now and TAKE it or I can SNAP yer fuckin weak neck, RIP yer goddamn head off and TAKE what I want. Make yer choice…NOW!!!” I snarl loudly…my hard uncut pierced 9 inch dick at yer naked bloody ass and ready to plunge in no matter what choice ya make.

Officer Bolt

"KILL ME - YOU WILL NEVER GET ME WILLINGLY", I scream with the rest of my strength as I struggle, knowing it's futile. "Break my neck, do what you want but I will never be yours", I keep on screaming trying to hit my elbows into your body behind me.

Dan Freyr

I grin hearin yer empty threats and almost laugh at yer weak attempts to elbow me, but I hafta admit one thing. This cop knows how to fight and if this was a different time and place, I bet he loves to fuck like any other man does. I always found that the more thay protest, the more they’re really wantin what they say they don’t. Ya learn that kinda shit when yer a sex worker, cause ya get to see yer clients at their most exposed and raw emotional state. And this man…this hot, muscled, sexy, hung stud of a man was no exception. Holdin ya tight and trapped in my arms, I lean in with my stached bearded mouth to yer ear and growl in the voice I know will reach yer deepest hidden imagination, “Admit it, Bolt…this is what you been dreamin about for years, ain’t it? Havin a man control ya and tell ya what to do and when to do it. Yer the one who always must be control since yer a cop. Always havin to be the example for others. Ya don’t hafta do that…not here and not with me. Let yerself go for once let me take the control and show what real passion can be like between two hot men. There ain’t nobody needs to know what we’re doin. I ain’t gonna tell nobody. I promise ya that. Go on, big man…let that big hot sexy muscle body give in to what it wants…what YOU need and let ME be the one to give to ya. Go on Officer. Just say it. Say “Yes Daddy…I want it…I want you…take me Daddy.” My long tongue flicks out at yer ear and neck, tastin the blood and sweat on yer skin as I hear ya suckin in air.

Officer Bolt

Your breath stinks of beer and unwashed teeth as it penetrates my nostrils while I listen to your attempts to break me mentally. Your thick cock is deep inside my blood-lubricated crack, pressing against my entrance. I clench my buttocks and my sphincter muscles contract to their limit. "Yes, Daddy, yes," I pretend as I slam the back of my head against your face again. "Yes, Daddy... Go to hell!"

Dan Freyr

I could feel the heat and scent radiatin off this hot muscled cop as his body started to relax at my words. As a sex worker, I’ve used the same technique on many clients and all of them successful sessions. My hard cock in yer blood-lubed crack and it ain’t gonna take much for to shove my dick in that hole of yers and I know it’s gonna be a tight fit. This is a man that does NOT allow rear access to just anyone. I’ve seen his type before and for him to allow me to enter him means that even though he hates me with a fiery intensity, there’s also a little respect as well. I hear ya say “Yes, Daddy, yes” and grin as I LICK my long tongue at yer ear, feelin yer body quiver. I rotate my hips ready to push my dick in that tight hole as ya say “Yes. Daddy…” but suddenly that hard skull of yers SLAMS into my bloody face, stunnin me enough that I lose my grip on yer chin and neck and tumble backward hittin the hard wall behind us but still on my knees. OK, so maybe ya cain’t be broken easily, but neither can I. I grab an iron bar on the floor I hadn’t noticed before and swing it over my head and down, SLAMMIN it down into the top of yer skull, hearin the sound of bone crackin as I move forward again and bring that bar around and up to yer neck against yer throat then don’t waste time now as I press my chest against ye back and growl, “Then, we’re goin to hell together, fucker!” My dick hard and ready as I SHOVE it into yer bloody crack and find yer tight hole, DRIVIN it ALL the way in down to the base!

Officer Bolt

My reversed headbutt seemed to do the job since your cock gets out from my ass cheeks as you stumble back. I need to be fast now, get the fuck out of here as soon as possible. I start to get up from the filthy floor when the entire room is trembling and the lights go out. I can feel the warm blood running down from my head onto my face when I understand you just hit me with something hard. I collapse back to the floor, trying to cope with my new situation. You place something hard on my windpipe cutting my breathing completely but that is the least of my problems. Your curved hard cock invades my tight virgin canal in one violent thrust conquering my unexplored territories where no man or toy have ever been. I don’t know how I do it but I get somewhere strength to…SCREAM...as my body squirms like crazy around your thick shaft and your hairy balls slap my cop ass.

Dan Freyr

My big uncut pierced meat BURIED in yer ass tip to base as I hear that scream come outta ya…yup…this is his first time takin a dick that’s for damn sure! A feelin of honor and pride rushin thru knowin I’m the man that gets to take ya thru yer first hard fuck…and yer last but we’ll see about that in a bit. That iron pipe around yer throat in one hand chokin ya as I pull ya up on yer knees and reach under ya, wrappin my big hand around that massive monster 10” cock of yers and start to pump that bitch and stroke it…workin the swollen head and thick shaft up and down. My thick man tool deep in yer ass as I start to pull it out then drive it back in…slow at first…I wanna enjoy this…then I start to pick up speed…timin my thrusts with my hand strokin yer big dick. “Yeah Mr. Cop…how ya like me now? Ya like that big dick in that hole don’t ya? Bein fucked and stroked at the same time turns ya on, don’t it? I growl as our bloody dirty sweaty bodies move in unison.

Officer Bolt

I am already losing consciousness when the metal pipe almost crushes my windpipe and his thick cock penetrates an area where no man has ever been before. The thick head of his cock mercilessly pounds my prostate as I feel something even more embarrassing. As you grab my cock, it grows to its full 10-inch length as your hand strokes it with skilled movements. My whole body begins to tremble uncontrollably as my cock throbs ominously, and in just a few minutes, my body stiffens into an arch as my swollen cock squirts a huge load of thick man cream out of my body against my raised palms. I scream against the stone walls as my body writhes around your thick, huge cock. "Let me go, you already got what you wanted, you got to fuck me. Now let me go. I promise I'll leave you alone. Please be kind."

Dan Freyr

Well now I know I’m damn good, but even I ain’t prepared for that big monster 10 incher to ERUPT so damn fast! Ropes and ropes of thick hot cop juice come blastin outta that monster…coatin my big hand and puddlin on the floor. So fuckin tempted to make him lick it up. And why not? I toss the iron bar away and grab yer hair, shovin yer face down in the cum puddle and growl, “LICK IT UP FUCKER! EAT YER OWN FUCKIN CUM! EAT THAT JIZZ UP AND LIKE IT!” I keep RAMMIN and THRUSTIN into yer ass over and over…that tight hole openin up but still fuckin tight like a vice as I force ya to lick yer cum up off the floor. This big muscle fucker don’t deserve no mercy til I’m ready to give it to him.

Officer Bolt

The last fight and struggle dies out when you force my face into the puddle of cum, my own cum. I have never tasted sperm - yes believe me - not even my own when I reluctantly stick my tongue out of my mouth and start to lick the paste that smells like ammonia and tastes strangely repulsive, which almost makes me vomit on the floor, leaving it eventually shiny and clean. My ass is bleeding, leaking blood and I only pray you would reach your climax and shoot your load letting me finally go.

Dan Freyr

I watch ya eatin yer own cum off the dirty floor even though I know ya don’t want to and I feel yer body tense up knowin yer feelin sick but I gotta give ya credit for doin it. I let go of yer wet cock and wipe my cum stained hand on yer bloody face and in yer mouth then grip yer hips tight as I SLAM my big dick in yer ass over and over…my balls churnin and throbbin. Suddenly, my head rolls back and I ROAR out…”AAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” My thick cock EXPLODIN deep in yer hot ass, shootin out what feels like half a dozen thick ropes of my cum in yer hole, breedin it fillin it. I look down and see the cum and blood runnin outta yer ass and I grin to myself, “Now that’s the way to bust a cherry!” I pull my dick outta yer hole with one pull, hearin the POP sound as it exits. I stand up over ya and plant my boot on yer back SHOVIN ya down to the floor and FLEX over yer beaten, bloody, and fucked body. “Not bad, pig…not bad at all. Yer a halfway decent fuck, ya know that? Now what am I gonna do with ya? Any suggestions?” I sneer down at ya as I move my boot off yer back and walk around to her head, grippin yer bloody hair and yankin yer head up to look up at me.

Officer Bolt

I am struggling to stay conscious as you grab me by my hair forcing me to look at you. My blood and your warm cum are dripping out of my broken ass. You didn´t just break my body, you broke my mind too. Your dirty boot is pushing me against the floor making it impossible to move or even squirm. The only movements are convulsions that my body goes through as the merciful, sweet unconsciousness is slowly winning the battle.

Dan Freyr

I move that boot off yer back as I hold yer head up lookin down at ya. For the first time, I can see real fear in this man’s face as I look deep in yer eyes. I see yer eyes start to glaze over and I cain’t stand it as I lean down and plant my furry mouth on yers and kiss ya hard and deep, thrustin my tongue in yer mouth and suckin yers into mine. I feel ya respond to that even though I know it disgusts ya to even think about, let alone experience. I reluctantly break the kiss as I make a decision. My eyes lock on yer again as I growl in a low and dangerous tone, “Ya know I cain’t let ya go and I cain’t lock ya up here forever, so there’s only one way that I can be sure that nobody finds out about this. Ya know I hafta kill ya, don’t ya?” Yer eyes stay locked on mine as I wait for ya to answer but already knowin what that will be.

Officer Bolt

I wake up tasting old liquor in my mouth, your stubble tickling my cheeks. I know my last moments are at hand, I answered your question whatever it was. "Believe me, I could never tell anyone what happened to me today. I promise to keep this a secret and not look for you," I try with my last ounce of strength to convince you to let me go.

Dan Freyr

Even as we both know what’s gonna happen next, this tough man still pleads for his life and I can hear the bravado in yer voice and I hafta respect that. I lean in closer…my stache brushin against yer lips and whisper, “Sorry, my guy…I just cain’t take that chance. I believe what yer sayin but I just cain’t take that chance.” I bring my mouth to yers again as my left hand goes behind yer head pointin toward yer left side and my right hand goes to yer chin pointin toward yer right side and whisper into the kiss, “It’s time, Officer.” I count down, “Three…two…”

Officer Bolt

I can hear your words and feel your forced kiss and your hands taking a firm hold of my skull. No need to be genius to know what that means. I open my eyes and look at you with my dark eyes.. "ONE"

Dan Freyr

Our eyes lock again as we both count “ONE!” I TWIST my hands in opposite directions as if I’m calmly openin a jar and the unmistakable sound of bone snappin and breakin comes from yer neck as I let go of yer head and watch ya drop…yer naked bloody beaten body twitchin and shakin as the throes of death surround it. I stand there for a moment watchin as yer body finally stops movin. I let out a long loud sigh and a sob of regret as I say to no one, “If only…” I leave yer body there and turn the wheel opinion the heavy door and pull it open and disappear back into the hot heavy smoke and stench.

I come back a few minutes later with yer equipment belt. Settin it down, I take yer weapon and nightstick. Gonna keep those as souvenirs. I pull out the switchblade I found in one of the pockets then come over to yer body and roll it over on its back. Movin quickly, I cut into yer groin with the knife slicin thru flesh, muscle, nerves, and blood vessels as I remove yer immense cock and balls from yer body…the blood pourin from yer now open crotch. I drop the knife in the openin and grab my torn jock and yer briefs and wrap yer cock and balls in em. Standin up again, I utter the same two words, “If only…” Grabbin the weapon and the nightstick, I exit the room and disappear into the heat and smoke leavin yer body there.

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