The flashing lights in the rearview mirror made Jake’s heart leap into his throat. Shit. He glanced at the speedometer—85 in a 65. Definitely not an accident. His hands tightened on the wheel as he pulled over to the shoulder, the night air cool and crisp outside the rolled-down windows. He swallowed hard, his mind racing. This wasn’t his first ticket, but something about this felt… different.The cop car rolled to a stop behind him, its engine idling with a low rumble. Jake watched in the mirror as the officer stepped out, his silhouette tall and commanding under the streetlight. The man approached with a slow, deliberate stride, his boots crunching on the gravel. Jake’s pulse quickened as the officer leaned down to the window, his face coming into view.Even in the dim light, the man was striking—mid-thirties, with smooth, dark skin, a chiseled jaw, and piercing eyes that held Jake’s gaze like a magnet. His uniform clung to his broad shoulders and narrow waist, emphasizing just how fit he was. “Evening,” the officer said, his voice deep and smooth, like velvet. “You know how fast you were going?”Jake cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice. “Uh… yeah, I think so. Sorry, officer. I wasn’t paying attention.”The cop tilted his head slightly, studying Jake with an intensity that made his stomach flip. “License and registration, please.”Jake fumbled in the glove compartment, his hands trembling slightly as he handed over the documents. The officer’s fingers brushed against his for a split second, sending a jolt of electricity through him. What the hell?“Jake,” the officer read off the license, his tone almost conversational now. “You been drinking tonight?”“No, sir,” Jake said quickly. “Just… in a hurry.”The cop chuckled softly, a low rumble that sent warmth pooling in Jake’s core. “In a hurry, huh? Well, let me tell you something, Jake. Speeding like that… it’s dangerous. You could hurt yourself. Or someone else.”Jake nodded, feeling like a scolded teenager. “Yeah, I know. I’ll be more careful.”The officer leaned in closer, his breath warm against Jake’s cheek. “Here’s the thing,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “I could write you a ticket right now. But…” He paused, letting the word hang in the air. “Maybe there’s another way we can handle this.”Jake’s breath hitched. Another way? He glanced up at the officer, his heart pounding in his chest. The man’s eyes were dark, unreadable, but there was something in them—something that made heat rise to Jake’s cheeks.“What… what do you mean?” Jake asked, his voice barely above a whisper.The officer straightened up slightly, his lips curling into a slow, knowing smile. “Why don’t you step out of the car, Jake? Let’s talk about it.”Jake hesitated for a moment, his mind racing. This is insane. But something inside him—something he’d buried for years—pushed him to unbuckle his seatbelt and open the door.The night air hit him as he stepped out, the officer towering over him now. Up close, the man was even more imposing, his muscular frame radiating power and confidence. Jake’s mouth went dry as the officer took a step closer, crowding him against the side of the car.“You ever done anything like this before?” the officer asked, his voice low and steady.Jake shook his head, his heart thundering in his ears. “No, sir.”The cop smirked, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Jake’s forehead. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.” His hand slid down to rest on Jake’s shoulder, the heat of his touch searing through Jake’s shirt. “You ever wondered what it’d be like? To… taste a man?”Jake’s knees trembled under him as the words sank in. He had—of course he had. Late at night, when he was alone and no one could judge him, he’d thought about it. Imagined what it would feel like to have a cock in his mouth, to explore that forbidden curiosity. And now… here it was, staring him in the face.The officer’s hand slid lower, resting on the waistband of Jake’s jeans. “Come on,” he whispered, his breath hot against Jake’s ear. “Why don’t you show me what you can do?”Jake’s hands moved almost on their own, fumbling with the officer’s belt buckle as the man watched him with hungry eyes. His fingers trembled as he undid the clasp, pulling the belt free and letting it fall to the ground. The sound of the officer unzipping his pants was deafening in the quiet night air.When the cop wrapped Jake’s hand around his cock, Jake nearly gasped at the size of it—hot and thick, pulsing with life in his grip. The officer groaned softly as Jake’s fingers explored him, tracing the length of his shaft and brushing over the soft foreskin that covered the tip.“That’s it,” the officer murmured, his voice rough with desire. “Take it out. See what you’re working with.”Jake hesitated for just a moment before pulling the officer’s cock free from his boxers. It sprang out, fully erect and dripping with pre-cum. The sight of it—so big, so real—made Jake’s head spin. He could smell the musky scent of the man’s arousal, and it sent a shiver of longing through him.“Go on,” the officer coaxed, his hand tangling in Jake’s hair. “Show me you’re serious about getting out of this ticket.”Jake dropped to his knees without a second thought. The gravel bit into his skin through his jeans, but he barely noticed. All he could focus on was the massive cock in front of him, throbbing and waiting.He leaned in slowly, breathing in the heady scent of the officer’s musk before tentatively licking the tip of his cock. The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but it was intoxicating. The officer groaned above him, tightening his grip in Jake’s hair.“That’s it,” he growled. “Take it all in.”Jake opened his mouth wider, letting the officer’s cock slide past his lips. It was overwhelming—the size of it stretching his jaw, the weight of it on his tongue—but he forced himself to relax as he took more and more into his mouth. The officer’s hips rocked forward slightly, pushing himself deeper into Jake’s throat.“Good boy,” the officer murmured, his voice thick with praise. “You’re doing so good.”Jake moaned around the cock in his mouth, the vibrations drawing a deep groan from the officer above him. He started to move his head back and forth, sucking and licking as he worked his way up and down the length of the man’s shaft. The taste of pre-cum filled his mouth, salty and sweet at the same time.The officer thrust lightly into Jake's mouth encouraging him to keep going "That's it take all of it" He growled deeply "So fuckin' tight"

Jake was pulled over by a cop for speeding, who then propositioned him to avoid a ticket. Jake stepped out of his car and began to perform oral sex on the officer. Jake took the officer's cock into his mouth and began to suck it.

The flashing lights in the rearview mirror made Jake’s heart leap into his throat. _Shit._ He glanced at the speedometer—85 in a 65. Definitely not an accident. His hands tightened on the wheel as he pulled over to the shoulder, the night air cool and crisp outside the rolled-down windows. He swallowed hard, his mind racing. This wasn’t his first ticket, but something about this felt… different.

The cop car rolled to a stop behind him, its engine idling with a low rumble. Jake watched in the mirror as the officer stepped out, his silhouette tall and commanding under the streetlight. The man approached with a slow, deliberate stride, his boots crunching on the gravel. Jake’s pulse quickened as the officer leaned down to the window, his face coming into view.

Even in the dim light, the man was striking—mid-thirties, with smooth, dark skin, a chiseled jaw, and piercing eyes that held Jake’s gaze like a magnet. His uniform clung to his broad shoulders and narrow waist, emphasizing just how *fit* he was. 

“Evening,” the officer said, his voice deep and smooth, like velvet. “You know how fast you were going?”

Jake cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice. “Uh… yeah, I think so. Sorry, officer. I wasn’t paying attention.”

The cop tilted his head slightly, studying Jake with an intensity that made his stomach flip. “License and registration, please.”

Jake fumbled in the glove compartment, his hands trembling slightly as he handed over the documents. The officer’s fingers brushed against his for a split second, sending a jolt of electricity through him. _What the hell?_

“Jake,” the officer read off the license, his tone almost conversational now. “You been drinking tonight?”

“No, sir,” Jake said quickly. “Just… in a hurry.”

The cop chuckled softly, a low rumble that sent warmth pooling in Jake’s core. “In a hurry, huh? Well, let me tell you something, Jake. Speeding like that… it’s dangerous. You could hurt yourself. Or someone else.”

Jake nodded, feeling like a scolded teenager. “Yeah, I know. I’ll be more careful.”

The officer leaned in closer, his breath warm against Jake’s cheek. “Here’s the thing,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “I could write you a ticket right now. But…” He paused, letting the word hang in the air. “Maybe there’s another way we can handle this.”

Jake’s breath hitched. _Another way?_ He glanced up at the officer, his heart pounding in his chest. The man’s eyes were dark, unreadable, but there was something in them—something that made heat rise to Jake’s cheeks.

“What… what do you mean?” Jake asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

The officer straightened up slightly, his lips curling into a slow, knowing smile. “Why don’t you step out of the car, Jake? Let’s talk about it.”

Jake hesitated for a moment, his mind racing. _This is insane._ But something inside him—something he’d buried for years—pushed him to unbuckle his seatbelt and open the door.

The night air hit him as he stepped out, the officer towering over him now. Up close, the man was even more imposing, his muscular frame radiating power and confidence. Jake’s mouth went dry as the officer took a step closer, crowding him against the side of the car.

“You ever done anything like this before?” the officer asked, his voice low and steady.

Jake shook his head, his heart thundering in his ears. “No, sir.”

The cop smirked, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Jake’s forehead. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.” His hand slid down to rest on Jake’s shoulder, the heat of his touch searing through Jake’s shirt. “You ever wondered what it’d be like? To… taste a man?”

Jake’s knees trembled under him as the words sank in. He had—of course he had. Late at night, when he was alone and no one could judge him, he’d thought about it. Imagined what it would feel like to have a cock in his mouth, to explore that forbidden curiosity. And now… here it was, staring him in the face.

The officer’s hand slid lower, resting on the waistband of Jake’s jeans. “Come on,” he whispered, his breath hot against Jake’s ear. “Why don’t you show me what you can do?”

Jake’s hands moved almost on their own, fumbling with the officer’s belt buckle as the man watched him with hungry eyes. His fingers trembled as he undid the clasp, pulling the belt free and letting it fall to the ground. The sound of the officer unzipping his pants was deafening in the quiet night air.

When the cop wrapped Jake’s hand around his cock, Jake nearly gasped at the size of it—hot and thick, pulsing with life in his grip. The officer groaned softly as Jake’s fingers explored him, tracing the length of his shaft and brushing over the soft foreskin that covered the tip.

“That’s it,” the officer murmured, his voice rough with desire. “Take it out. See what you’re working with.”

Jake hesitated for just a moment before pulling the officer’s cock free from his boxers. It sprang out, fully erect and dripping with pre-cum. The sight of it—so big, so *real*—made Jake’s head spin. He could smell the musky scent of the man’s arousal, and it sent a shiver of longing through him.

“Go on,” the officer coaxed, his hand tangling in Jake’s hair. “Show me you’re serious about getting out of this ticket.”

Jake dropped to his knees without a second thought. The gravel bit into his skin through his jeans, but he barely noticed. All he could focus on was the massive cock in front of him, throbbing and waiting.

He leaned in slowly, breathing in the heady scent of the officer’s musk before tentatively licking the tip of his cock. The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but it was intoxicating. The officer groaned above him, tightening his grip in Jake’s hair.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Take it all in.”

Jake opened his mouth wider, letting the officer’s cock slide past his lips. It was overwhelming—the size of it stretching his jaw, the weight of it on his tongue—but he forced himself to relax as he took more and more into his mouth. The officer’s hips rocked forward slightly, pushing himself deeper into Jake’s throat.

“Good boy,” the officer murmured, his voice thick with praise. “You’re doing so good.”

Jake moaned around the cock in his mouth, the vibrations drawing a deep groan from the officer above him. He started to move his head back and forth, sucking and licking as he worked his way up and down the length of the man’s shaft. The taste of pre-cum filled his mouth, salty and sweet at the same time.

The officer thrust lightly into Jake's mouth encouraging him to keep going "That's it take all of it" He growled deeply "So fuckin' tight"

A stern, dominant black cop pulls over a young, curious white man for speeding, but instead of a ticket, he offers an alternative punishment. The young man, who has always been intrigued by the idea of exploring his sexuality with another man, finds himself drawn to the cop's commanding presence and the scent of his uncut cock. The cop's huge, musky cock is the center of the encounter, as the young man is guided through his first blow job, and rewarded with a massive load of cum.

From Speeding to Steamy Submission

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