A Cock in the Hand Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 07

... there must be some mistake, I just landed and I'm heading home to see my family..."

"I'm going to need to ask you a few questions first, Steven."

The use of my alter ego name eliminated any doubt what the questioning was all about.

"Please it's been a long 10 days and I just want to go home."

"It's been longer than ten days and I'm going to need your help to clear up this case Steven. I'm going to need to probe you a bit more, just to make sure I'm completely satisfied before I can release you. Perhaps the back seat of my shop would be a little less embarrassing for you?"

"Yes sir, thank you Officer Reeves." I said reluctantly walking toward his car. He placed me in the back seat then walked around to the other side. Next, he removed his gun belt and hat and placed them on the front seat before joining me in the back.

"I've got to say Steven, this is becoming a habit. You seem to be the one common denominator for calls to this parking garage." He said leaning back against the door as he pulled his left knee up touch the back seat, spreading his legs. What do you have to say for yourself Steven? The last time you had a rather convincing oral defense, let's see if your oral presentation is as powerful today."

He leaned his head back in the corner of the seat and closed his eyes. "I'm listening to, Mr. Stilson. Proceed."

I stared in disbelief as he just lay there, waiting for me to do something, I thought, but wasn't sure. I hesitated to see if he was ...

... going to instruct me.

"Should we just take this to the precinct, Mr. Stilson?"

"No sir, please." I leaned forward and grabbed his belt and began unbuckling while I rolled and let my knees drop to the floor. I recalled his plump rounded cockhead and the pink hue it had contrast against his ebony shaft and my cock began to stiffen. I hated the fact that this excited me but told myself I had no choice. He was making me service him. He was going to make me lick his balls and stroke his cock. He was making me get hard while I did it. He was going to make me swallow his cum and suck him dry afterword.

He straightened his legs and pulled his pants and underwear down exposing his semi-hard 8-inch dick. As it cleared his waist band it swung around to the left and flopped onto his shirt. I worked his pants to his ankles, and he spread his knees and I leaned in between them. When I saw his nearly hairless balls, I recalled he made me kiss them the last time, but I needed to feel his cock in my hand first. Even as I reached for it, I could see him hardening in anticipation. I glanced up and his head was back, eyes closed, and he had a contented grin. When I touched it, he let out a sigh, that mixed with the heat of his cock in my hand sent a tingling pulse through my cock making me think I might come in my pants.

I gripped him with both hands in awe of its size and warmth as I stoked it slowly and felt him harden in my grip. I took a long shaky breath, and his scent had my cock ...