Get in the car, I command you!

My mother was always very light with my education, not strict with rules of behavior. The only thing she always cared to keep under watch is education. She always told me about the importance of education to change and build a good future, whether of the individual or of a nation. From an early age I learned this and I have always been an excellent student, so much so that I got a full scholarship to one of the best colleges in São Paulo. Regarding food she always encouraged me to make a balanced diet, with fruits and vegetables, which for me was never a sacrifice, did not prohibit soft drinks or fast food, but asked for moderation. In my father's house I always ate pizza at will and when she traveled me and my stepfather Carlão, we also ordered a lot of pizza and from time to time we ordered food from a Food Truck that is in a square at the end of our street, near a corner that goes up to the neighborhood and where there are several new buildings and an old building of the INSS, which was quite abandoned, with a spacious land empty and sometimes dark which caused complaints from the neighborhood association for more surveillance. Through the window of my house, cars descended in that direction to guard the area all night long to keep order, where sometimes the small agro delinquentes always had a bathroom. As I have mentioned here before in other stories, during my mother's last trip my stepfather was coming home very late and sometimes not even coming back. I was at home sleepless, alone, my stepfather hadn't arrived yet, it was almost midnight and it gave me a crazy hunger, a desire to eat crap and drink soda. I had nothing in the fridge, only juice and ice cream. I looked out the window the night was beautiful, warm, people walking down the street and I decided to go down to the end of the street and buy something from the Food Truck. Surely if my mother was at home she would imply with the late hour to leave the house and also to eat crap, but she wasn't. I was wearing a very thin sweatshirt and no panties. I wore a shirt with anime prints, I put a hat on backwards, with a sandal and a good wave came out. I walked for about 10 minutes and soon I was in front of the food truck, it was quiet place. I had about 3 people waiting for the snack, the pharmacy was open on duty. I had some little girls standing in front of a small bar and nothing else. I made my order and I was waiting when a municipal guard car stopped, a policeman came down, who went to the side of one of the attendants and spoke softly to him, moved away a little and almost stood in front of me, standing with a very large face. He was tall, strong, he must have been about 35 years old and wore a uniform very fair like everyone wears. You could see the stick marked to the side and his thick thighs well defined inside the uniform. I remembered that some of my friends had already told me that police officers on duty usually eat in bakeries and snack bars for free. I also remembered my mother telling me that when I was a child I liked to look at cars and was amazed by the noise and the lights of the gyroplane. This car that stopped at the food truck did not have a gyroplane, it was the municipal night patrol. The people who were waiting for the snacks were receiving and leaving and there was only me and the policeman waiting. I began to look at him, admiring this manly and strong man with a brave face. I looked at his thick thighs and his volume in his pants. From time to time he disguised a little, for fear of him noticing. I had an hour when I was looking and noticed that the volume was higher. I wondered if he had understood and was getting hard, but then I thought it was something in my head. Suddenly the attendant pulled him aside and handed him a package, it was definitely the snack. He got back in the car and went down towards the end of the street. After about 10 minutes I received my snack, paid and went down a little bit to cross the lighthouse and go up towards my house. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, but everything was lit up and quiet. I was going down to the lighthouse when I saw the car parked a little further ahead, past the pharmacy. I stopped to wait for the light to open when I heard a loud voice talking to me: - Isn't it too late for a little guy like that to be out on the street? <unk> I looked and there was the car parked next to me and the policeman who was in the food truck talking to me. - I just came to get a snack, but I'm on my way home, my dad's waiting for me to eat. When he said we'll take you home, I looked more closely and saw another policeman sitting behind the wheel. He was a very dark-skinned guy and, from what I could see, stronger and shorter than the one I had seen picking up the snack. I don't need to. I live right across the street. Just go upstairs. Thank you. I said that and was about to leave, when he spoke to me harshly: He said that and opened the back door. I looked everywhere and didn't see anyone around. I was scared, a little scared, but I decided to go in. I don't know why I went in, but something pushed me to it. As soon as I went in, they got out with the car and went down to the end of the street. I tried to talk that I lived on the opposite side but he said firmly: We'll take you home. <unk> At this time I was very scared, we see a lot of violent stories involving police. I think he read my thoughts and then said: My name is Valdo and my partner here is Tony. We're cool. Then we'll take you home and you can have your snack with your dad. <unk> At that moment the two of them looked at each other half smiling and the policeman Tony looked back and winked at me. He was a handsome man, with a smile lit by very white teeth. He must have been younger than his partner. He was really shorter than Valdo, but he seemed to be more grumpy and corpulent. - Did you know it's dangerous for a cute little guy like you to walk down the street with that lightweight bermuda showing off that ripped little bundle and still be eating macho roll? <unk> I got more scared, I felt my face catch fire, but I also had a certain desire covered by my fear. I tried to stutter something, but the voice came out curled up and he gave another chuckle and complemented: - I saw you eating my soft roll! - I wasn't looking at anything no. I spoke without much conviction. I looked straight ahead and saw the car come to the end of the street where that darkest area was and the car made a curve and went towards the abandoned INSS building. They made a curve around the site and I thought they were going back towards my house, when suddenly the car stopped right next to the site, in a hidden corner. "Come down here, you little brat!" said the policeman Valdo, who had already got out of the car and was standing there opening the back door. At this moment my heart exploded with fear and I felt like crying. I got out of the car with the package in my hand. I turned to put the snack on the bench, when I felt his hand touch my butt. You're so cute, little piggy! Come here to see the policeman's dick up close. He said that and pulled me close to him and rubbed his dick on my ass and I could feel the big volume inside his uniform. He hugged me from behind gave me a shrug and smelled my neck. At that time I shivered, but I was still very afraid. You should be afraid to stand in the street eating male cock. Take my cock, deer! <unk> I put my hand to his cock feeling the volume, but it was half trembling. He said that and opened the zipper, pulling the stick out. It was a medium-sized stick! It must have been about 17 cm, but it was very hard and straight, as if it were a gun pointed at me. I held his stick firmly and gave a slight movement as if punching. He moaned, pulled my head hitting the stick all in my mouth and, even being medium, I felt his fucking head in my throat. - Soft fuck! What a little velvet mouth you have! And it's a suckling calf! I love new veal! <unk> He said that fucking my mouth like it was a mouthpiece. I was already less frightened, but still fearful, I never thought to go through it. I felt my hard cock in bermuda and my ass winked with the situation. - Come on Tony! The veal is a beauty of little whore. Suckle very well! Come suckle him too. <unk> He said to his friend who answered: Hearing his friend's answer, he lifted me up and began to put his hand on my body and smooth my butt. Then he turned his back on me and bent me in the front seat, leaving my butt out. He lowered my bermuda to the floor and was silent for a few seconds before speaking: - Fuck, mate! The ass of the molecule is a beautiful thing! It's white and fleshy. It's small, but it's a beauty! <unk> He said that, he leaned down and opened the bands of my ass and stuck his tongue right into my little hole. At that moment I couldn't contain myself and I whimpered a little. - The little whore liked Tony! He groaned with my tongue on his ass. He must give this tasty ass to everyone. <unk> He kept licking my ass and I felt the heat of that rough tongue trying to open me. At that time their radio rang and the policeman Tony answered and said some things I did not understand. He said that and I saw him open the zipper and his paw jumped out. It was a little bigger than Valdo's, but it was also very thick. He came a little closer to the bench where I was bent, while he was carrying the tongue of the other policeman in his ass, pulled my head and hit the spike in my mouth, saying: I sucked and swallowed that cock and felt his hand pulling my head, pushing the stick in my throat. I sucked nice while feeling my wet ass with his friend's tongue licking me. - The moleque is all smelly dear! It looks like he left the house ready to cook. <unk> Officer Valdo said that and gave a strong and burning slap on my ass. He pulled my bermuda and also my shirt and threw it in the back seat, along with my snack. Without looking back, sucking on Officer Tony's dick, I heard the sound of his belt being buckled and then he was brushing the head of the peacock into my little hole. I felt him open my ass and the head of the stick being pushed inside. The head of the stick went in and enlarged my forearms. I felt the hole of the ass yielding to the invasion of that fat bastard. I felt his thighs lean against my ass and then he grabbed my waist and pumped hard. The first three blows pushed me forward and I swallowed deeper the cock of the other policeman. - That bitch! He takes a roll in the ass and sucks his partner's pussy. Presentation we won this morning: this new ass in the street! <unk> He now punched very hard in my ass and I felt broken, but I was afraid to complain, I just moaned and shoved my ass feeling the blows deep in my ass. He said pulling my hair and turning my face. I stood up against him and he gave me a warm kiss on the mouth. Officer Tony spoke from inside the car: You're going to fall in love with the deer? He's so cute, Tony, he looks like a young whore. "I'm here as a good partner, I want him sucking my dick!" said the policeman from inside the car, punching a violent fist. Before I was scared or curious to know what he would do to me, I was thrown on the hood of the car and became a roast chicken. He held both my legs up and punched everything in my ass. He started punching deep and licking my boobs. The fear had passed. Now I felt like an object in the hands of those guys. He let go of my legs and grabbed my waist, punching me fast and deep, my body sliding on top of the car, while I was violently punched. - I'll have fun my little whore! I'll fill you with milk! Ah! You're having fun! <unk> He screamed and threw himself on me, kissing me again. I heard Officer Tony's voice and then he kicked the big roll on my ass while his partner held my legs up. His cock went in soft and deep, as my ass was read by his friend. It was a few strokes and he screamed loud and loud. His dick was throbbing so hard inside me, it seemed like he hadn't been playing for a while, and I felt soaked inside. I'd been in that whorehouse for over 40 minutes, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and the two reformed men drove me home, and I stopped about four houses before I did, and I didn't want them to know exactly where I lived. We didn't even remember to ask. <unk> Asked Officer Tony. - My name is Diogo. - I lied again as a precaution. - You won't forget the soft snack! We see each other around here all the time! We're always doing the morning rounds. If you tell anyone about us, you can be sure we'll find you. I heard it from Officer Tony, Officer Valdo just winked at me as I got out of the car, and they moved on, and I walked into the house unseen by anyone. I ran to my bathroom feeling the milk pouring out of my ass! I took a quick shower, remembering everything that had happened. I couldn't have fun, even though I was very excited. I was eating my snack in the kitchen, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, when my stepfather Carlão came into the house with a young and thin boy, with misaligned hair and a backpack. They both looked slightly drunk. This is Fabiano, my younger brother, he's going to stay with us for three days. I smiled at both of them and continued to eat my snack, feeling my ass burning and splitting open after taking the cops' rolls. NOTE: Cadastral text in the register of works according to - Law 9.610 of 19-02-1998. Reproduction without authorization is prohibited. This is a new and strong adventure of our dear Lukinha, thank you for taking the time to read my text, I hope I deserve your vote and comment. A big hug to all of you who are always celebrating my short stories, making a gay-themed text one of the most voted.