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Officer Matthew Schmidt

Cop stripped and sold for auction by neighborhood punks

Detective Wolfe needed a break from working on the cases involving the missing young men from the local campus. He stopped by his place to change into his workout clothes before heading to the gym. He always was able to think about a difficult case when he work out, it make him think better. He was so glad that the gym was empty at that late at night. He worked out hard. As he pump the weights he play out the case in the back of his mind. Something doesn’t add up. He was so focus on working out and thinking about the case, that he didn’t notice that he wasn’t alone until it was too late. He barely felt the prick on his large tricep, but the effect was quick. He dropped the heavy dumbbells, letting they crush to the floor. Wolfe just stood their swaying back and forth. A small middle age man came up behind the off duty detective and wrapped his arms the big muscular chest. “Just relax Detective Wolfe. You are such a good boy.” The small man, who the detective knew as a professor at the college, cupped Wolfe’s big pecs. The professor couldn’t resist twisting Wolfe’s big nipples through the thin shirt. Wolfe was unable to think or move. He could feel the professor’s crotch pressing against his muscular ass. He couldn’t help but moan as the man worked his pecs and nipples. He tried to beg for the man to stop but it came out only as moans. Tears well up in the macho cop’s eyes as his cock harden in his jockstrap. The smaller man pressed him forward to bend over s workout bench, as his shorts were pulled down. The professor pulled his hair forcing him to look up at the gym security camera. He couldn’t believe he was being the man bitch. He screamed as the stranger rammed his cock up his muscular cop ass. “Now, my dear Detective tell daddy all about the case you are working on”, the man rammed in and out of the cop’s ass. Wolfe started telling the man everything inbetween moans and grunts. Detective Wolfe felt so good as the man finally cummed inside him. His mind and body was completely broken. He obedient cleaned the man’s cock with his mouth as the man patted his head, calling him a good boy. Afterward the man led him to the showers, where he shaved off all of Wolfe’s body hair. The next morning, Wolfe awake in his bed refreshed. He made his way to the bathroom. He couldn’t resist stopping at the mirror to admired himself. He looked so good smooth. All his muscles were pumped. He usually hate selfies, he a grown man, but he felt compiled to take the picture. He didn’t even realize that he had sent the picture to someone, before he got in the shower. After he dress, he noticed he had a text message. He smile, feeling relaxed, as he read the message telling him he was a good boy last night and it time to close the case. There no proof of any wrong doing in the disappearance of the young college jocks, the message went on. Detective Wolfe know the text was right. Those young men are just enjoying their new lives with out any care. After his shift he asked his partner detective Smith out for drinks. Smith wasn’t buying that the jocks left town on their own. Wolfe saw the professor approached them at the bar popular with college kids. Wolfe was so happy to introduce his partner to the man. Later that night the two masculine cops found themselves making out as the strange little man played with their muscular asses.