What Would You Do?
...for a klondike bar? I mean to get out of a ticket. I meant to color this but...bah I hate coloring
And now a story written by the amazingly talented writer Zeeme
This is a story not meant for those under the age of 18! Also, it contains high amounts of Male on male sex in a public area! If none of these things matter to you, or you just don't feel like listening, then all I can say is Enjoy!
P.s Always wear your seatbelt!
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Getting out of a Ticket
Ah the open road....
The lion grinned as the seemingly endless expanse of land lay stretched out in front of him, not a car for miles and only the barren deserts of Arizona as far as the eye could see. Jason had been driving practically nonstop all the way from Dallas on his road trip to LA where he would start his new life as a digital artist for an up and coming gaming company. He caught a major break when he got called in for an interview last month and had gotten the job right there on the spot. It had great pay and benefits, and he would be living right in the heart of Los Angeles. Sure he was a bit nervous about the move and change of lifestyle, but for someone who grew up in a small town; moving to the city was a pretty big deal for him and his family.
He had a month to pack and say goodbye before he loaded up his car with everything he would ever need. He sold off all his old furniture and decided to start fresh in the big city. This was like a whole new life for him, a chance to really learn more about himself and experience the world around him. The car bumped slightly on the weathered road. Jason and most of his belongings shook slightly but then the car kept going without any more problems.
Well....not any "physical" problems.
Jason groaned slightly at the feeling of his constrained erection being held back by the fabric of his pants. It had been a long time since he had found any form of release and all this solitude had left him with a lot of time to think. Too bad his thoughts seemed to always drift toward sex at one point or another. Although this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, being a young gay man and thinking about sex on a regular basis was really normal by his standards. But the feeling of his boner pressing against his pants intermediately down the road where there was little chance of pulling over for a quick wank was starting to get a little annoying. He needed something to distract him from his arousal before his cock went into full on sex mode and he started to precum through his pants.
"I wonder what kind of people I'll be working with....What will living in LA be like....and when will I stop talking to myself...?" said Jason as he realized he had been driving in absolute silence for the past four hours save for the sounds of his car and the occasional vehicle passing by.
Jason reached down and fumbled with his radio and soon the sound of the local station began to play throughout his car.
"Uuugh....who would listen to this crap?" he muttered to himself as he pressed a few buttons and activated his radio's connection to his MP3 player that was sitting in his drink cup. The music suddenly stopped before the sound of instrumental music began to play; Jason smiled and pressed the shuffle button on his favourite playlist then laid back slightly.
The lion relaxed as he listened to a particularly inspiring song he had acquired recently, focusing only slightly on the road in front of him. His erection was beginning to go down as he focused more on the music and not keeping mind of the speed at which he was going.
"Hmmm...Mmmm...hmmm..." Jason hummed to himself as the trumpets began to play.
"Weeeeeeeooooooeeeeeeeoooooooooooeeee!"
Jason blinked and looked in his rear view mirror; spotting a black and white police car with the lights flashing and the siren blaring tailing behind him in the distance.
"Ohhh come-on....please just be passing...please just be passing...." Jason prayed as he slowed down and brought his car to the side of the road.
After a few moments the car caught up to Jason and began to slow down, pulling off to the side only a few feet behind Jason's car.
"Fuck!" he cursed. "Ok...ok...just be helpful and he might give you a warning...now where are those things...."
Jason opened up his glove box and began to rifle through his contents until he found a manila envelope with what he was looking for. The officer exited his car and walked up to Jason's window.
The officer tapped a clawed finger on the glass of Jason's car that surprised him. He then quickly pressed down on the window button and the glass slowly began to roll down. It was then Jason got his first look at the officer.
He was a Doberman, looking to be in his mid-twenties with black fur and a mahogany colored muzzle that went right down his neck. Pointed black ears poked from the sides of his hat with the same mahogany colouring on the inside of his ears. He was dressed in a classic but worn blue police uniform that hugged his tight build well, Jason could tell by his arms that he worked out well...or at least had damned good genes....
"Licence and registration...." said the Doberman calmly.
Jason blinked again, finding himself ogling the Doberman.
"Oh! Err, Sure! Sorry officer! Here you go!" stammered Jason as he handed the papers over to the Doberman.
Jason blushed as the officer regarded the papers for a moment. 'God was he hot. That uniform is just so sexy on him and he was just Jason's type of man. Rugged, manly and young,' he thought to himself.
"Alright, first thing first Jason, my name is Officer Monroe and do you know exactly how fast you were going back there?"
"I wonder how fast you can go...." muttered Jason.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" said Officer Monroe, looking slightly annoyed but curious.
"Sorry! Sorry it's nothing...and no sir I don't..." replied Jason.
Officer Monroe raised his eyebrow slightly and his features returned to normal.
"Well you were going about thirty over the limit when I clocked you. Can't have people going wild on the roads out here. Someone gets in a wreck out here there isn't help for miles which is why I'm out here. Now I'm going to run your papers to make sure everything checks out. Stay here and take the key out of the ignition, I'll be right back."
Jason nodded and the Officer turned around and went towards his car. Jason watched as the Doberman walked away, his taut, shapely ass shaking side to side as he walked away...
"Mmm...yes sir..." he said to himself.
A little voice in the back of Jason's head told him that this was a bad idea flirting with the police. He could get an even worse ticket...or he would cuff him and take him off to jail. Although the thought of being at the mercy of the sexy Doberman actually turned him immensely.
"God...it's been way to long sense I got laid..." he muttered to himself.
He felt his erection quickly returning and he began to feel his hairs stand on end from pure arousal. Jason looked back into the mirror and saw the Doberman walking back. An idea clicked in his head should things go wrong, but he knew he had to play his cards right or else this would turn into a very bad situation.
"Oh god...ok....maybe just a little flirting and he might let me off easy...he doesn't seem like the bashing type....I hope at least..." he thought to himself.
Suddenly the Doberman drew his nightstick from his side and Jason began to feel slightly nervous as he continued to walk toward him with papers in hand and a set of handcuff's dangling from his belt he hadn't noticed before.
"Alright cat, seems you have a bit of a problem..." he said calmly.
"What's the problem officer?" said Jason nervously.
"I ran your insurance and registration and something doesn't match up. You're going to have to go to the station with me while we figure this out. Step out of the car calmly and come with me.I've called for a tow," responded the officer as he reached down and opened Jason's door for him.
"What?!? I mean....yes sir," said Jason as he unbuckled himself and climbed out of the car.
Officer Monroe stepped to the side and let Jason walk in front of him; Jason knew that it was now or never, so he decided to play his hand.
"Just gimme one second, I'm a bit stiff, been driving for a while," he said
Officer Monroe nodded and watched, Jason slowly began to stretch letting his slightly defined abdominals peak out underneath his shirt as he raised his arms in the air. He then leaned down and touched his toes, making a big show out of displaying his ass to the officer making sure to swish his tasselled tail back and forth to bring attention to it. Jason then flexed his arms as he twisted back and forth to loosen his back, displaying his slightly built arms and chest through his shirt. He made one final dip down to show off his ass again before he felt the officers black nightstick poking him on the ass.
"Oh officer....you know all you have to do is ask..." said Jason coyly.
"What are you getting at cat?" said the Doberman quietly but with a twinge of interest in what he had to offer.
Jason grinned; he had a hook in him.
"I've got a big drive ahead of me and although I do have a bit of time for some fun here and there I'd rather not spend it at a police station. Do you think maybe we can't work out something... different?" said Jason as he began to slowly walk toward the officer until they were chest to chest.
The Doberman looked a bit dumfounded for a moment, before he shared a similar cocky grin with Jason.
"You know dogs can hear a lot better than you think, I know what you said back there," said Officer Monroe
"Well then...what do you say?" replied Jason as he traced his finger down the officer's uniform.
"Come on..." said the Doberman with a wink.
Jason smiled as the two walked briefly down to the officer's car before Jason stopped by the back door waiting for what would come next. But then suddenly...he felt the Doberman's paw on his shoulder...
Which then proceeded to roughly pin Jason to the car.
"Oof! What gives?" said Jason with a snarl.
He suddenly heard a rough chuckle as the Doberman lay on top of him, keeping him pinned to the car. Jason looked to the side and saw Officer Monroe's muzzle. He was smiling and showing off every inch of his razor sharp teeth.
Jason suddenly felt Officer Monroe's hand on his ass, gripping it possessively.
"I saw how you were looking at me when I first walked up and I gotta say I like what I saw when I first got a look at you," said Officer Monroe as he pulled a pair of handcuffs from his belt and grabbed Jason's free hand.
"What? No! Get off!" said Jason as he struggled underneath the Doberman's weight.
"If you don't want to get a ticket kitty and get out of this scott free you better play along," said the officer as he unlocked one handcuff and quickly slapped it onto Jason's wrist.
"You know it gets awful quiet out here, barely anyone seems to drive down the road at certain times of the day. Gives you plenty of alone time...You know you're not the first one to offer this to me you know."
Officer Monroe chuckled again as he gripped Jason's other hand and brought it to the other cuff, locking it in place.
"Some offer a BJ, others a quick fuck in the back of the car, but normally those guys have a few things wrong with them...but you're quite a catch kitty," said the Officer as he leaned in next to Jason's head.
"Oh I know you want it kitty...I can smell it all over you." The officer then backed up slightly and began to unbutton the front of his shirt, revealing his toned and defined physique. A crest of mahogany fur covered the top of his pictorials in-between his collar bone and his six pack abs were covered in the same fur, while the rest of his chest was a jet black.
Jason looked back and shuddered. He was even sexier than he imagined...but did he really want to do this? Was he was really going to fuck him right in the open air on the side of the road? He then felt the officer's thumbs begin to trace around the rim of his pants, unbuttoning the back and letting his tail loose.
"You have one nice ass cat...something this hot has to be illegal," said the Doberman as he reached down the back of Jason's pants and began fondling Jason's ass.
The lion moaned softly as he felt his erection strain against the front of his pants. This guy...this place, the thrill of being caught and doing something so taboo out in public turned him on extremely. He even began to find himself softly humping the side of the car as he felt the officer pull down his pants, exposing his bare ass to the open air.
His cock slapped against his stomach, standing out proudly from his sheathe at its full eight inches. Jason's hands lowered, still bound by the cuffs, and began to softly toy with his erect member.
"Mmm...told you that you would like it.You're one wild cat you know that?" said Officer Monroe as he inserted two of his fingers into his mouth then reached down and began to softly poke Jason's asshole.
The lion moaned and his tongue hung out of his muzzle in lust as he felt the officer's fingers slowly begin to wiggle their way into Jason's warm insides. He gasped as he felt the entire finger enter him at once, before slowly being drawn out then replaced with another finger. Officer Monroe gripped the back of Jason's shirt and lifted it up slightly as he continued to finger fuck the lion, thrusting in and out playfully as the lion cringed and moaned in pleasure. The Doberman grinned as he added another finger and the lion cried out in a mixture of pain and lust. The lion squirmed underneath him, his cock throbbing and leaking pre all over the side of his car.
After a few moments, the officer withdrew his fingers and began to unbutton his pants. Jason felt a longing emptiness inside his hole for only a brief moment before he felt the full nine inches of canine cock begin to grind against his ass.
"This what you want kitty huh? Want a big thick cock fucking you raw huh?" said Officer Monroe.
Jason couldn't believe he was doing this. Out in public like this, with a man that reeked of men and authority that had him at his mercy. It had to be something straight out of a porno where the dominating cop took the young offender while they cried out for more.
The Doberman then spat onto his hand and reached down and stroked his cock, he then began to position himself, placing his pointed tip at the threshold of Jason's hole.
"Last chance kitty to back out now, because once I start I won't stop for anything.You got that?" said Officer Monroe sexily.
"Ye....Yes....please...just do it..." said Jason weakly, his mind addled with lust and the desire to be penetrated.
"What was that? I didn't hear you kitty. Don't you want to get fucked?" said the officer with a slight chuckle.
Jason grunted, trying to thrust his hips backward onto the Dobermans cock, who only drew it back to taunt the lion. "I want it....I want to get fucked please." He responded.
"Still can't hear you!" said the Doberman.
Jason scowled, his cock throbbing hard and his hole puckered and ready for action, he felt his lust and emotions boil as his release was taunted again.
"FUCK ME!" he roared.
The Doberman laughed and gripped onto the lions sides. He gave the feline little warning as he shoved a whole five inches of his dick into him in one straight motion. The lion cried out in a pained grunt as his hole was stretched so much so quickly. He then began to feel the Doberman slowly withdraw before ramming his cock right back in again, this time all the way up to the base of the knot.
"Awww...fuck yea...that's one tight ass..." growled Officer Monroe
The Doberman growled in lust as he gripped Jason's shirt and lifted it up as he rode the lion like a wild bull, ramming his cock in and out with little remorse. Jason began to pant as he felt his insides begin to adjust to the thick piece of canine meat that was violating his ass.
"Ahhh...fuck not so fast....goooooooood....Fuuuuuuck!" cried out Jason as he felt the Doberman's cock ram against his prostate again and again.
After a few more thrusts Jason began to adjust to the Doberman's size and began to actually enjoy himself, he opened his muzzle and cried out in pleasure and his tongue began to hang out of his mouth as he began to pant. Jason reached down and began to grip onto his dick with both of his cuffed hands and began stroking his dicks along with the officer's thrusts.
"Mmm...grrrr....you like that don't you kitty? Like my big thick cock tearing up your insidesOh fuck...god your tight!" said the officer.
This continued on for a while as the two fucked out in the open air out in the middle of nowhere. Officer Monroe's thrust's varied in strength and length of how much of his manhood he rammed up inside of Jason and Jason felt his cock nearly reach the brink of orgasm nearly a dozen times. The two grunted and moaned as they felt their eventual ends coming quickly and they began to feel their dicks engorge.
"Fuck....oh FUCK! God im gonna cum...gonna cum all over you kitty...Oh god! Oh FUCK!"
The Doberman gritted his teeth and quickly withdrew his cock from Jason and reached down with his free hand to stroke himself. After a few moments his cock was throbbing and spraying his pent up load all over Jason's back, but before he even finished cumming he gripped his cock and rammed it straight back into Jason's hole, nearly tying with the lion as he finished inside of him.
"Ohhh FUUUUCK!" cried out the Lion as he felt his cock throb and he came all over the side of the Officers car, covering his paws and the cuffs in his pent up cum.
The two stood there panting for a brief moment, basking in the afterglow when suddenly they heard a strange noise.
"Honk Honk!"
A small family of canines had passed by them at nearly the very moment of orgasm. But the officer and Jason where still so caught up in the moment that they didn't see their expressions of shock and awe that would have been burned into their memory's forever more.
Epilogue! One week later!
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It had been a long drive to LA, but Jason was finally settling in to his new life.. His apartment was small but at least in the past few days he had bought a bed and a few necessities that made it feel more like home. Tomorrow would be his first day at his new job, but unfortunately he didn't have any clean clothes to wear. He had brought his laundry basket with him on his trip and was beginning to cram as many clothes into it as he could before he went downstairs to the wash room.
But, as he picked up the last piece of clothing from the pile that had been slowly growing in his room, a small piece of folded up paper fell from his back pocket onto the floor.
Jason regarded the paper curiously before unfolding it.
Drawn hastily on the inside was a phone number with a small drawing of a pointy eared Doberman wearing a police cap next to it. The name 'Linkin' was also written underneath.