Copdar – The Ride Along

By Cuffsandcops

Through the convenience of social media, I was able to connect with a friend of mine from high school who chose to become a police officer in the town we grew up in. We chatted for a while about his work and the different positions he has held within the department over the 10 years he had worked there. I asked a lot of questions about some of the requirements to get into the field, as I was beginning to get bored with my career choices. He passed along a lot of information and told many tales of his patrol.

We met up a few times while he was off duty when I was back in town visiting my family. I will save those stories for another time. I tried to give him a heads up each time I was coming into town in case he had time to hang out. At one point in our chatting, he asked if I had any interest in going for a ride along with him one day while he was on patrol. Of course I was interested in doing something like that! We had had several conversations related to his gear and handcuffs, so to get a firsthand look at everything in action was something I definitely wanted to experience.

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Rainproofed

By Straitjacketed

Rules are rules. That’s the way we choose to play, but he had broken one when he thought I was out of town.  It was quite a simple rule, really: if it’s raining, wear raingear and wear it properly.

I had arrived home from a conference one day early, and was watching from the upstairs front window when he parked his motorbike in the driveway. It had been raining earlier that afternoon and there was still a fine drizzle in the humid air but his one-piece Rukka rainsuit was unzipped to the waist, exposing his bike leathers. Wet bike leathers.

I had been about to make a call on my iPhone; instead, I snapped a couple of pictures.  Containing my disapproval, I counted five minutes after the front door closed before going downstairs with a smile on my face.  He had obviously stripped off the Rukka suit completely and turned from hanging it up in the vestibule. For just a moment, a flicker of guilt crossed his face, followed by relief.

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New Years Resolution – Part 05

By lthr_jock

As PJ crossed the room toward Paul, he stripped off his bike jacket and gloves to reveal a tight form-fitting black lycra t-shirt underneath which showed off his impressive torso. Paul gurgled something unintelligible into the gag and tried to stand up.

“STAY.”

The single word from PJ froze him in place – back arched displaying his cock, one arm behind him, the other inches away from where he had just been stroking himself. Desperately, he tried to move as PJ approached, and found himself completely unable to. He tried to shout but could emit nothing more than a low moan.

PJ crouched down in front of him.

“Very nice. Very nice, indeed.” He reached forward and gently stroked the inside of Paul’s muscular thighs. “Have you got all the pictures you wanted, Chuck?” He grinned as Chuck affirmed that he had   “Oh good. Time for some fun then.”

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