Officers Carter & Matthew: Hotel Spanking

by BubbleButtLuvr
 
It was the last day of the week long State Trooper Convention being held in South Beach and Officers Matthews & Carter were getting ready to check out shortly for their 1:00 P.M. flight back home. Their room was a complete mess. Dirty clothes were thrown all over the place. A pair of used multi-colored stripped bikini briefs hung from the a bed side lamp. Officer Jim Matthews arose from a sound sleep as the alarm clock began blaring. He threw the covers off himself revealing his well muscled beefy 46 year old frame which was covered only by a small pair of purple bikini briefs. He stood pulling the seat of his briefs from out of the crack of his over sized ass as he headed for the bathroom.

On his way into the bathroom he pasted his best friend and partner on the force, Chad Carter. Chad was fully dressed in tan Dockers and a tight blue T-shirt, having arisen earlier and gotten his shower. Chad was 22 year Jim's junior but the two got along like brothers. And even though there was a vast difference in their age they actually bore a striking resemblance to one another. Both were over muscled with classic good looks. And both had the biggest, roundest, fullest, fattest asses imaginable, which they tended to pack into bikini briefs that were way too small to cover their ample back sides. It was their larger than life backsides and similar looks that earned them the nickname "The Bubble Butt Twins" by all the guys on the force. Besides this the two shared similar views on life and were two of the biggest homophobes in the department.

As Jim passed Chad, Chad said, "We have no clean towels I called housekeeping to bring us up some more. They should be here any minute. I'm heading down to the lobby to pick up a paper. I'll be right back."

"Sure," grumbled Jim still half asleep. Jim heard Chad exit the room as he started up the shower. He placed his thumbs in the waistband of his undersized underwear and pulled them off revealing his oversized ass. He then entered the shower allowing the hot water to beat against his barrel chest. Jim grabbed the bar of soap and began rubbing it over his rock hard pecs working his way down his chiseled abs to his thick cock and shaved balls. Then the officer reached back and spread his ample ass cheeks apart with his left hand as he ran his right along his ass crack with the bar off soap working up quite a lather.

There was a knock at the door followed by a soft male voice stating, "I have your towels, sir."

Jim called out, "Come in." Jim heard the door open and yelled through the closed bathroom door, "Just leave them on the bed by the bathroom. Thanks!"

The bellboy placed the fresh towels on the bed and looked around the room. He had been looking for a chance all week long to get into this room. He had seen Jim and Chad as they checked in and was instantly smitten by their beefy muscular builds. Now he had his chance to snoop around. He had seen the one guy leave and the other was in the shower.

The bellboy, Timmy was an 18 year old blond-haired blue-eyed twink who had a weakness for sexy muscular men. And the fact that these two were state troopers made him very hot. Timmy was dressed in a traditional bellman's uniform complete with creased black slacks, starched white shirt with black bow tie, red waist length jacket and red pill box style hat. The young man looked around the room at all the dirty clothing. Then he noticed the stripped bikini briefs hanging from the lamp. He looked over his shoulder just to make sure he was alone. When he was certain he reached out and grabbed the small garment in his hand.

The youth held the underwear up in front of his face by the waist band and marveled at how small they were and wondered how either man could cram his voluminous backside into something so small. He then raised them higher to his face and pressed the seat of the briefs to his nose and inhaled deeply taking in the wonderfully manly musk. Next he opened his mouth and began to tentatively lick along the back of the briefs in the spot where one of the officer’s ass cracks would have been. He then began to suck on the briefs tasting the sexy officer’s ass in the briefs as he did. Then he started sniffing them again and he began to grope his growing cock through his slacks.

Just then the door opened and in walked Chad who snapped, "What the fuck are you doing!?"

Timmy's hands feel to his side as he dropped the stripped bikini but it was too late he had been caught. He wasn't sure what to say or do so he just stood there looking and feeling stupid.

"I asked you a question!" barked Officer Carter.

"I-Nothing-I mean-I..."

"You were sniffing my buddy’s underwear!" Chad bent down and snatched up the scant bikini from the bellboy’s feet. When he did he felt that the seat was wet from where Timmy had been sucking on them. "You were sucking on them too!!!? What are you some sort of faggot!?"

Timmy just hung his head and remained silent.

"Excuse me. I asked if you were a faggot, Boy!" snapped Chad as he grabbed the bellboy's chin forcing him to look Chad in the eye.

"Yes, I'm gay, sir. I'm sorry."

"You like sniffing and sucking on guys’ dirty underwear?"

Timmy said nothing.

"Answer me!" commanded Officer Carter.

"Yes, sir. I guess I do," came his meek reply.

"You guess? You don't know?"

"Yes," replied the teen who was clearly embarrassed. "I do like to sniff and taste men's dirty underwear. Please may I go now?"

"No! I'm not through with you!" the officer circled Tommy looking at him with contempt. "Well, since you like to sniff a guy’s briefs once he's taken them off, I bet you'd love to sniff them while he's still in 'em!"

Timmy was confused by this. Then he heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being unzipped. The young man turned to see Officer Carter standing behind him with his pants down around his ankles. The officer was wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini briefs with black polka dots splattered all over them. Timmy looked at Chad with confusion. Chad grabbed him by the shoulder and forced the bellboy to the floor saying, "You want to sniff some underwear? Well here boy--sniff these!" The officer pushed Timmy to his knees and against the bed as he turned quickly shoving his melon sized ass in the boy's face.

Chad began rubbing his ass against the young bellboy’s face while laughing and saying, "You said you like to sniff a guy’s underwear--so go for it--faggot!!!"

The bathroom door opened and out stepped Officer Jim Matthews who was dripping wet and naked, "What the fuck?" he asked.

Chad replied, "I walked in from getting the paper to find this queer sucking on and sniffing your briefs so I thought I'd teach the homo a lesson."

"Oh really," replied Jim.

Chad's ample butt was wrapped around Timmy's face and the boy was gasping for air. Timmy was so conflicted. He loved the chance to see these two hot men up close and personal but he didn't like that they were humiliating him in the process.

"Get the faggot to his feet and hold him still," ordered Jim.

Chad did what the older officer requested dragging the bellboy to his feet and holding his arms behind his back. "No. Please…" pleaded Timmy.

As Chad held the young man still Jim who was still wet and naked began to undo the bellboy's pants and lower them. Timmy fought and squired but it was no use. Jim removed the youth's pants to reveal a silky red G-string. The older officer began to laugh at the site of the skimpy garment. "A G-string. What are you a stripper, kid?"

Timmy blushed turning as red as his G-string, "No. I just like them."

Chad pushed the boy to the bed and the two officers just laughed at the humiliated twink.

"Okay, Buddy," said Jim to Chad, "Go for it sit on the fag's face!"

Chad laughed as he removed his pants completely and shucked his shirt. He then hoped up on the bed and straddled Timmy's face. Timmy saw the plump checks coming his way. Part of him lusted for Officer Carter’s big sexy buns in his skimpy underwear. But part of him felt humiliated and laughed at.

Officer Carter's ample rear was pressed right up against the bellboy's face with nothing more than the thin material of Chad's bikini between them. Officer Matthews was yelling at the youth to "stick out his tongue and taste his partner’s ass!" Timmy complied, sniffing and sucking on Chad's brief encased ass. By this point the briefs had ridden so far up Chad's ass that they looked more like a thong than briefs. Chad continued laughing and rubbing his ass along the teens face as the bellhop continued to lick away, but since the briefs had ridden up the officer's ass, he was now licking the officer's bare ass cheeks. And against his better judgment his cock was growing in his G-string.

Officer Matthews noticed the swelling in the young man's G-string. "Look the fag likes being made to sniff and lick a real man's ass."

Chad looked down and saw the twink like bellboy's cock growing. He immediately jumped up, his fat buns bouncing. "Fuck!!! That's disgusting! I don't want some fag getting off while he licks my ass!!!"

"I know what we'll do." said Jim. "This will teach the little queer to respect people's property." With that Jim reached out and flipped the frightened bellhop onto his stomach shoving a pillow under the young man so that his small perky butt was aimed skyward.

"What are you going to do to me?" asked the blond twink of a bellboy.

In response to the question Jim brought his big strong hand down on the kid's small round buns Timmy yelped and jumped slightly. "Please no! Don't spank me."' he begged. But it was too late. An officer stood on each side of the bellhop and was taking turns spanking his smooth white ass. First Jim brought his hand down on the bellboy's tiny ass the Chad. They alternated swats quickly and without mercy. The two muscular patrolmen laughed at the sight of their red hand prints on the smooth white ass of the humiliated youth.

Timmy's rump was burning. He began kicking his legs and begging for mercy. "Please! Stop! I'm sorry! I'll never do anything like that again!!! Just stop!!! But it was no use the two officers were enjoying humiliating the teen too much to stop. His cries for mercy only fueled their fire.

"Stick that little butt out boy!" barked Officer Matthews, who was still completely naked but had dried off by this point.

The bellboy gulped but knew he had no choice. Meekly he stuck his cute perky butt out as far a he could for the two men. As he pushed out his bottom Timmy’s checks spread. There was a white line on the inner part of his cheeks that had remained un-spanked. At this point the two beefy officers began to assault the inner part of Timmy's backside, even going so far as to spank his pink asshole which was covered only slightly by the thin string of the silk G-string.

The combination of the pain and humiliation was too much for Timmy as much as he didn't want to he knew what was about to happen. He felt the burning in his eyes and the lump in his throat. The tears began to stream down his eighteen year old face, streaking his cheeks.

"He's crying!' exclaimed Chad.

"Good," said Jim. "Maybe he'll think twice before he goes through someone else's belongings and sniffing their underpants." With that Jim gave the bellboy a good hard shove knocking him onto his side.

"Get up on your feet!" barked Officer Matthews.

Timmy stood before the officers, tears running down his cheeks, his ass red and burning. His erection had gone down by this point. Jim grabbed the young man by the arm and ushered him to the door. He yanked it open and pushed Timmy into the hall.

"Wait!" Timmy exclaimed, "My pants."

Chad picked up the young man's pants and threw them at them. Hitting him in the face and causing him to fall backwards into the wall and lose his balance. The two officers laughed at the humiliated youth and slammed the door. Out in the hallway an elderly man and wife were passing on their way to their room and witnessed poor Timmy's shame. The old woman just clicked her tongue in disgust, but the old man began to leer and the half naked youth who still dressed in his full bellboy outfit with the exception of his pants.

Timmy rose to his feet and began to pull his pants back on. His back was facing the old man who licked his lips as Timmy bent to pull up his slacks. Timmy's small round buns peeked out and gave the old man a free show. The old woman called out to her husband, who hurried off down the hall toward her, but was still looking back over his shoulder at the youth.

Inside the hotel room Jim and Chad were still laughing at what had just taken place. Chad reached back and pulled this polka dot bikini free from between his ample cheeks. "Shit!" exclaimed Chad. "I gotta change this underwear. That fag got ‘em all wet with his mouth." Chad placed his thumbs in his waistband of the small undergarment and pulled them off. His hairy nuts swung free between his legs.

Now both officers were naked. Both had big low hanging nuts but Jim's nuts were slightly bigger, hung lower, and were shaved. Chad's were impressive as well but not quite as big as Jim's and covered with hair. "We better get moving," said Jim. "We have a flight to catch."

Both men made their way to their dressers to get dressed, their large rumps bouncing freely with each step. Officer Matthews pulled out a pair of white nylon bikini briefs not much bigger than an eye patch and began to wiggle his fat buns into them. At the same time Officer Carter was fighting to get his own plump rump into an equally small pair of lime green bikini briefs. Both men fought to get their larger than average hind ends into the smaller than average underwear.

Jim looked over his shoulder at his partner and asked, "Does this underwear seem to fit okay? I mean they're not too tight are they?" he asked.

Chad looked at his partner on the force taking in the sight of his massive butt muffins straining against the scant under garment. The white nylon was stretched to the limited. His ass crack was clearly visible through the thin material. The leg bands rode up high over the older officers big ass mounds showing more of his butt than it covered. The underwear were clearly too small of the officers big meaty frame but both men had a fondness for skimpy tight underwear.

"They look just fine to me," Chad responded numbly. "How do mine look?"

Jim eyed up his friend in his small lime green bikini. Chad's heavy balls wear pulling the front dinky underpants down exposing the top part of his pubes. "They look fine." said Jim. "Turn so I can see them from behind." Chad spun around so that his friend could see his massive ass in the scant under garment which rode up over his ass and showed even more cheek than Jim's did. "They look perfect," Jim announced.

With that both men went about their business straightening the room in just their minuscule underwear completely unaware of how exposed they were or how homo erotic their actions were. Both man considered himself to be a big macho straight stud and were very secure in their sexuality.

As the two men continued to straighten up there was a load knock at the door. "I'll see who it is," said Chad. He peeked through the peep hole and saw Sergeant Andrews standing there with an angry expression on his face. "It's the Sarg," said Officer Carter. "And he looks pissed."

Officer Matthews moved closer to the door, "Well open it."

Chad opened the door as both beefy officers stood there in just their scant briefs. As the door opened Sergeant Andrews pushed passed the two nearly naked men, behind him was Timmy, the bellboy that the two arrogant officers had just got through humiliating. The Sergeant looked from Chad to Jim and then back again. "I am very unhappy with the both of you! Because of your actions this young man is threatening to sue the force!!! Do you know what that could mean to the department! We do not need a scandal!!! Just what were you both thinking???"

"S-s-s-sarge.", stammered Chad. "You don't understand. I entered the room and found him sniffing a pair of Officer Matthews’ dirty underwear. We had to teach him a lesson."

"I don't care what he was doing!!! That is no excuse to humiliate him the way you two men did! He has agreed not to sue but under one condition," snapped the Sarge.

"What's that?" asked Jim.

"If you men submit to the same treatment he was submitted to and he will drop the whole thing."

Chad felt his briefs riding up his ass crack and pulled them free from between his two meaty mountains of ass. Both men shook their heads violently saying that there was no way that was going to happen.

But Sergeant Andrews held his ground, "You do as this kid wants or if he sues, you’re on your own. The force won't back you up and you'll be suspended and most likely taken off the force."

The two macho officers looked one another in the eye. They knew they had no choice but to do what the vengeful bellboy wanted so they relented. "Okay," said Jim Matthews. "What do we have to do?"

Sergeant Andrews looked at Michael and said, "Well what did they make you do?"

The bellboy pointed to Chad and said, "He made me sniff his big butt. So I want him to be forced to sniff the other guy’s fat buns."

Chad gulped, "You want me to sniff Officer Matthews’ ass? I don't think I can do that."

"Then I'll sue," sneered Timmy.

"Do it!" snapped Sarge. "Turn around Matthews and stick out that big rump of yours."

Officer Matthews was embarrassed as he turned pushing out his too large rump. The scant white nylon rode further up on his ass as he did. Chad sheepishly got down on his knees behind the older officer. His face was inches from his buddy’s plump hind end. He looked back over his shoulder at the Sergeant and the bellboy pleading with his eyes to be let out of this but it was to no avail. "Do it."' ordered Sergeant Andrews.

Chad moved his face closer to the massive posterior of his best friend. The white nylon of his bikini was transparent--his ass crack clearly visible. Chad sniffed as he had been instructed to. The smell of clean material and a fresh shower filled his nose. "Press your face right into his ass. Like you did to me," ordered Timmy. Humiliated Chad leaned in closer to Jim's big butt and pressed his nose right against Jim's ass crack. "Deeper!" yelled Timmy as he pushed Chad's face further into his buddy’s ass. The younger officer found it hard to breathe as his buddy’s rump engulfed his face.

"That's right," instructed the bellboy. "Take in the scent of that manly ass." Timmy let Officer Carter’s head go and the patrolman gasped for air as he leaned back against the bed. Jim stood up and looked at the Sarge asking, "Is that good enough? We've done what he asked."

Sergeant Andrews looked at the bellboy to see if he was satisfied. But Timmy was not done with these two. He was having too good a time humiliating these two muscular men. And he loved the fact that they were clad only in very skimpy bikini briefs. "They spanked me too." Then looking at the Sarge he said, "I'd like for you to spank their asses, then I’ll be content and will not sue."

"Now wait just a minute," Jim protested. "I will not submit to a spanking--especially in front of you. You’re young enough to be my son."

"You will do it," stated Sergeant Andrews or you'll be on your own when you’re sued."

Again knowing they had been beaten, they reluctantly agreed to submit.

"Okay," said the Sarge. "Both of you get in the bed on your knees side-by-side."

Humbly, the two beefy cops made their way to the bed. "Wait!" shouted Timmy. "They spanked my bare ass."

"What are you saying?" asked Jim.

"Lose the briefs," snarled the bellboy.

"Come on!" yelled Chad Carter.

Again Sergeant Matthews commanded, "Do it!"

Knowing they had lost another battle both men began to remove their minuscule under garments. Timmy watched with great excitement as the two beefy studs wiggled and fought to get their plump buns out of their tiny underwear. Now the two officers stood before the bellboy and their Sergeant completely naked.

"Okay," said Sergeant, "In the bed on your knees side-by-side. Assume the position!" The patrolmen climbed in the same bed side-by-side--their large asses sticking in the air. Timmy licked his lips lustfully at the sight. Sarge took his place behind the two officers. "Arch those backs and stick out those fat asses!" he ordered. The humiliated officers grudgingly complied. "Now get closer. I want those rumps touching." The two men arched their backs sticking their rumps out further and moved closer—precisely as they had been instructed to. Their big fleshy ass cheeks touching one another and their tight virgin assholes winking at Timmy.

Bending down to pick up a belt off the floor Sarge surveyed at his two meaty targets. He raised his arm high in the air bringing the leather belt down hard across both plump asses at the same time. Both men pitched forward and Chad let out a whimper. Sarge pulled the belt back and raised it high again. From his vantage point Timmy could see the red mark forming across the lily-white asses of the homophobic patrolmen. Crack! The belt came down again. Chad bit his lip.

Timmy couldn't believe this turn of events; not too long ago he was the one being spanked and humiliated by these two muscular cops and now he was the one calling the shots. And he now had a front row seat to witness their shame and humiliation. He could feel his own cock rising as he watched with his new found sadistic delight.

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Sergeant Andrews was bringing the belt down with great force across the exposed rumps of two his best men. Officer Matthews couldn't believe how exposed and humiliated he felt. The pain in his plump backside was intense but it was also strangely arousing. He couldn't understand why he and his partner, Officer Carter, kept finding themselves in these types of situations. But ever since his first adult spanking at the hands of a sadistic motorist, Jim had discovered that he enjoyed having his round booty spanked by the strong hand of another man. He was by no means gay--it was just that a woman could not deliver a spanking with the same force that a man could; at least that’s what he told himself as his thick cock began to rise.

Next to him Officer Chad Carter was thinking pretty much the same thoughts. Although he was humiliated at being forced to strip nude before the gay bellboy and then suffer a spanking at the hands of his Sergeant, he couldn't help but find himself aroused. His meat was rising and with each healthy swat of the belt, he cared less and less about his shame. He had reached the point of erotic pleasure. His secret desire of being spanked was about to be exposed to his Sergeant and Timmy the bellboy--and he could have cared less at this point.

The two beefy officers’ ass cheeks continued to rub together as Sergeant Andrews continued to bring the belt down hard onto the officers’ backsides. Both men were now moaning, partly from pain and partly from pleasure. Chad looked at Jim to see his eyes were closed and he was licking his lips. Chad knew that look. It was a look of lust. He had suspected that Jim had derived the same pleasure from these spanking sessions they kept finding themselves in but was never 100% certain until this moment. But the look on his buddy’s face told him all he had to know.

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Timmy noticed the swelling in both the officers’ manhood and blurted out, "They're getting hard! Both of them are getting hard!!!"

Sergeant Andrews stopped spanking and bent down, looking at both men's growing dicks from behind. He let out a laugh and said, "Well, I'll be."

"They're gay!" shouted Timmy.

Through clenched teeth Jim looked over his shoulder and snapped back, "We are not gay!"

"No," said Sergeant Andrews. "I've heard of this happening. Although the spanking can ignite an erection it does not make the ‘spankee’ gay." With that he lifted the belt again and continued his assault on the wayward officers’ butts.

The spanking continued and the officers’ cocks continued to grow with each swat. Timmy's own cock was rock hard as he watched the show. Both men's asses were burning hot and red as beets. Both officers were moaning loudly now. The pain had totally been taken over by pleasure. Chad knew that if it didn't stop any second he was about to blow his load. Next to him Jim was thinking the same thing. Neither man wanted this to be witnessed by the faggy bellboy or their Sergeant.

"Please, Sir," pleaded Jim. "We've learned our lesson."

But the Sarge was not listening. He continued to belt the two officers’ asses good! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!!

That was all that Chad could take as the belt came down again across his full booty he let out a loud scream of pleasure as his hot man juice came shooting from his cock with massive force. Timmy let out a gasp as he saw the younger officer seed fly from his body. Jim knew from the look on his buddy’s face that he had just emptied his nut sack. Crack--came the belt one more time and that was all Jim needed as well. He felt his own sperm rising and make its way from his cock, then spraying his sticky goo everywhere. The Sarge brought the belt down one last time. Sagre looked at Timmy and noticed a huge wet spot on the front of his black trouser. It seemed that the sight of these two muscular gods being spanked and humiliated had brought the offended teen to the point of ejaculation himself. The Sergeant looked at Timmy and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Timmy was speechless at what he had just seen. All he could do was nod his head "yes".

"Okay then," said Sarge. "Both you men get packed and dressed. We have a flight to catch." He then slapped both of them hard on the ass as he and the bellboy exited the room.

Both men began to rise slowly. Somewhat embarrassed by the fact that he had ejaculated. They cleaned themselves up and dressed and began to pack. It only took a few minutes for both men to feel comfortable around one another again. The way they saw it they had each shot their load--so what was there to be embarrassed about?

Of course they didn't discuss what had taken place, they never did after one of these sessions. But now each man knew the other man's secret desire. But of course that didn't make them gay. Right?

The End

Officers Matthews & Carter - Visit To A Gay Beach 2

 by BubbleButtLuvr

Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter were in South Miami Beach, Florida for their annual week long State Trooper Convention. It was the first day and the men got into town early. It was just after noon and they were already registered at the hotel and unpacked. The convention was scheduled to kick off that night at 7:00 P.M. with a Meet & Greet type dinner with the actual seminars and so forth beginning tomorrow. The two men had been assigned to share a room, which only made sense.

They had been partners and best friends for the past two years when Chad, who was a 22-year-old rookie at the time, was partnered with Jim, who was 22 years his senior. But despite the age difference they became good friends fast due to their similar backgrounds and views on life in general--especially their horribly homophobic views on gay men.

Another interesting fact about the two was their amazingly similar physical appearance. Both had dark hair. Jim was graying only slightly at the temples. Jim stood 5'8" and Chad 5"9" but in every other way the two men were alike. They even had the same muscular build. Both had played high school football and had worked hard at maintaining his stocky muscular physique. Both had thick square necks and powerful arms. To say nothing of their broad chests and large tree trunk like legs. Then of course each man had a 32" waist that tapered out into the biggest roundest meatiest ass you had ever seen.

Even on two men as muscular as these two their asses were way to large and way too out of proportion. This fact and the fact that they were inseparable earned the duo the nickname "The Bubble Butt Twins" by the other officers on the force. But the two massive assed Troopers didn't care they were proud of their huge asses. The friends had over six hours until their Meet & Greet so they decided to have some fun in the meantime. They discussed it and decided that since they were in Florida it would be a shame not to hit the beach. And since they were not sure how much free time they'd have later they decided that they'd spend the day there. Jim asked Chad if he had remembered to bring his sunscreen and Chad laughed and replied, "After last year? There is no way I would forget it."

Chad was referring to a mishap that took place on the beach the prior year. Both men had used sun block over most of his body but didn't bother to put it on where his swimsuit was. Now being state troopers they had swimwear was issued to them from the department. They were black Speedo's with white writing across the seat of them that read STATE TROOPER in bold white letters. Of course being the big-butted men, they were both men found the swimwear to be too tight and very skimpy constantly riding up their oversized butt pillows. Even the largest size was too small but truthfully neither man cared because he was proud of his larger than average ass and the attention it got him from the ladies so the officers squeezed their enormous buns into the small Lycra garment and headed off for the beach.

Once one the beach they meet up with some women and started talking. The women asked them if they wanted to join their volleyball game. Jim was married and would never cheat on his wife but saw no harm in just playing volleyball with these young attractive women when were obviously taken by the fact that these two beefy gods were state troopers.

As the game went on both Chad and Jim were all over the place jumping and diving to get the ball. Their fat asses jiggling and bouncing with each jump. A crowd of women and gay men alike actually gathered to watch these two brawny officers play volleyball not because they were especially good but because they looked especially good jumping around in their small swim wear. With each move the Speedo rode further and further up into the dark valley between each guys massive fleshy mountains. By the end of the game the troopers looked as if they were in thongs rather than Speedo's.

That night after the men got back to their room they realized the mistake they had made. Since neither man had worried about putting sun block on his ass when the Speedo rode up it left his tender ass flesh exposed and unprotected. By morning both men's asses were bright red. In fact they were so sore and red that neither man could dress. They had to spend the rest of the week in the hotel room bare-assed because it hurt to bad to have anything against their burnt buns. They only thing that seemed to help the stinging was baby oil so each man took turns several times a day applying baby oil to his buddies beefy butt cheeks to help him ease the pain. Even after they returned to work their asses still hurt to a degree riding their motorcycles for the next week or so. It was then that they vowed never to hit the beach again without using sunscreen on their asses.

The two men began to undress so that they could apply their sunscreen before heading out to the beach. Each man had dressed casually for the flight. Jim in tan Dockers and a light blue button down shirt and Chad in blue jeans and a gray T-shirt. Both men began by removing his shirt and tossing it on the floor. By the end of the week the men would have dirty clothes over every inch of the floor. Then each man began to wiggle his round rump out of his pants. Chad had a harder time than Jim; his jeans were clinging to his large ass like a second skin. He had to fight to get them off over his massive buns. Jim peeled off his Dockers and tossed them on the floor next to Chad's now discarded jeans. Now the two officers stood there in just their bikini briefs. Both men had found out early on when their pants split while chasing a suspect that they had the same taste in underwear. Chad's were gray to match his T-shirt and Jim's a bright yellow, but both were the same cut, very small and skimpy with very minimum coverage.

Chad began to shake his bottle of sunscreen and then squeezed out a dab into his palm. He rubbed his palms together and began to run his hands over his smooth muscular chest. His body glistened as he rubbed the white cream into his skin. At the same time Jim was rubbing the lotion into his arms making sure not to miss a spot. Chad bent at the waist and began applying the lotion to his muscular calves. As he bent his bikini rode up his ass exposing more of his ass cheeks to his buddy. But Jim was oblivious as he was doing the same thing, his own small yellow bikini creeping way up his crack and over his well-rounded mounds.

Jim grabbed the waistband of his scant bikini and pulled it down kicking it into the pile with the rest of his clothes. He then began to squeeze more sunscreen into his palm. He then reached behind himself and began to apply the lotion to his ample posterior. Jim looked over his shoulders and watched himself apply the creamy lotion. He ran his hands all over his fleshy mountains, squeezing his cheeks making certain not to miss a spot. By this point Chad was removing his own bikini and doing the same thing that his buddy was doing. He too stood with his back facing the mirror watching himself lube up his ass with the sun screen. Chad was kneading his ass cheeks like a baker kneading dough with too much yeast in it. But he was afraid that he wasn't reaching every spot. "Hey, Jim could you check for me did I miss any place with the lotion?"

Officer Matthews stopped lotioning his own fat ass and turned to look his buddy over, who's ass was facing Jim. Jim looking his friend up and down and responded, "It looks like you missed a spot on your right buttock."

"Really?" replied Chad reaching back. "Where?"

"A little to the left. More. More. No back a little to the right. Now down. No now left." "Fuck." replied Chad. "I can't reach it. Can you get it for me?"

"Sure." responded Jim as he bent down to apply the sunscreen to Chad's over stuffed ass pillow. Then Jim noticed another spot Chad had missed. "Buddy, you missed a lot back here."

Officer Carter laughed, "Well, there's a lot of territory to cover back there. Can you get it for me?"

"Sure." said Jim. "Bend over you missed a lot on the inside of your cheeks."

Officer Carter bent over at the waist pushing his plump buns into his partners face. "That's better. Now spread your legs a little so I can get in between."

Chad complied by spreading his legs wide to give his best friend and partner better access to his ass. Jim continued to rub the lotion along Chad's fleshy ass mounds. Working his hand in between the younger officer's cheeks spreading them for better access. Chad's ass hole winked out at Jim who didn't think twice about it. Here he was on his hands and knees his best friends ass inches from his face. His tight pink ass hole plainly visible and it never occurred to Jim that most people would deem the act that he and Chad were participating in as homoerotic--but not to these two muscular troopers. As far as they were concerned it was just helping out a buddy. After all these men were as straight as could be. There was nothing gay or gay friendly about them.

As Jim was rubbing the lotion into the under part between Chad's ass and ball sack he accidentally grazed Chad's smooth balls with his finger tip causing Chad to jump in surprise. The department didn't really have a policy on body hair but both men preferred the sleek hairless look of a shaved chest and balls. Officer Matthews even shaved his pubes off completely while Officer Carter just trimmed his. Neither man was very hairy to begin with so it wasn't too hard to accomplish this.

The two men laughed. "Sorry buddy.", said the older trooper. "You’re done anyway. Maybe you could help me next, Pal."

The men switched places Jim's large ass now in his buddies face. His legs spread wide as he bent at the waist his tennis ball sized nuts swinging back and forth between his legs. Chad began to rub the lotion into his partner’s fleshy cushions. Running his hand in between the cheeks making sure not to miss a spot. This time it was Jim's ass hole that was winking at Chad. Jim's hole was a lot darker than the rest off his ass, which was a creamy white. Officer Carter rubbed the cream carefully around the older officers ass hole. Some of the lotion accidentally got on Jim's hole and Chad hand to rub it in.

"Hey, watch it back there, Man!" snapped Officer Matthews.

"Sorry, some lotion got on your ass hole. I was just rubbing it in. But you’re good now."

All lotioned up both guys began to wiggle their ample behinds into their department issued Speedos. They were black and across the seat of the Speedo embossed in white letters it read STATE TROOPER. In fact they were the same swim suits that the two men had worn the year before when they burnt their asses. So they were very skimpy and already riding up their asses.

They decided that they would stop at a beach that Chad noticed as they were on their way to the hotel. It was just a mile up the road and looked like it was packed. Both guys grabbed their towels and sunglasses as they headed out the door. They hopped in the car and headed for the beach. They parked at the top of a set of stairs that led down to the beach. The two beefy troopers made their way down the stairs their asses bouncing like two over inflated basketballs that were ready to explode. The Speedos riding up high on their asses.

The two beefy men made their way down the beach, literally strutting as the walked. The bright sun glinted of their sunglasses. The two cocky men knew they were being watched. They were in excellent physical shape and no one could resist looking at their super sized asses. They came upon a spot that looked inviting and spread their towels out. Chad looked over and not ten feet away he noticed two men sharing a towel and making out.

The younger officer smacked the older one on the arm. "Look at that. Isn't it disgusting?" Jim looked over and saw the two men engaged in a kiss. Disgust crossed his face, then he looked at Chad and said, "Watch this." Then two the two men kissing he yelled, "Hey faggots!!"

The two men broke their embrace and looked over in the officers’ direction confusion on their faces.

"Yeah, you two. What the fuck do you think your doing, faggots!!? Maybe you could get a room?" snarled Jim.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" asked one of the men.

The two troopers didn't take kindly to this rising to their feet and making their way over to where the two gay men sat on their towel. Both troopers were much bigger and more muscular than the two men that they were now standing over. "You fucking queers make me sick! I hate when your kind stares at me as I walk down the street. Checking out my ass." The two men looked confused.

Chad broke in, "Don't pretend you weren't checking out or asses as we came down the beach."

Jim turned his back on the two men sticking his ass out at them. You know you were staring at this. But this is 100% straight ass. And no fucking queer is gonna touch it. Why don't you two just get the fuck out of here so decent people can enjoy the beach without your kind!!!"

All of a sudden a voice came from behind the two officers. "If you don't like it why don't you two homophobic assholes get off the gay beach?"

The troopers turned to face the new voice. There stood a brawny muscular god all tanned and muscled in board shorts and behind him stood four men with similar builds and shorts. "Gay beach?" they stated simultaneously.

"That's right," responded the leader of the five buff homosexuals, whose name was Chuck.

Jim straightened up and said, "Look we're not looking for any trouble, so just back off."

"No, you don't want any trouble now that you see five buff guys who can kick your asses, but before when it was just these two scrawny skinny guys you were perfectly ready for trouble." replied Chuck. "Your kind makes me sick. You come into our area and harass us and as soon..."

Chad broke in, "We had no idea this was a gay beach."

"That makes harassing these two just because they're gay right?" snapped Chuck.

"Everyone has a right to be who they are where ever they are without being harassed. And I think you two need to be taught a lesson."

Chad gulped hard feeling frightened but it was Jim who spoke, "We are officers of the law so I suggest that you hold off with your threats."

Chuck laughed, "It's no threat. It's a promise. I believe you made a statement that no queer would touch your ass. Well, we're here to prove otherwise." Then pointing to his buddies, "these queers are gonna spank both your fat asses!"

Chad suddenly felt very exposed and on display in his Speedo, which was way too small for his large rump and creeping up his crack. He reached back pulling it free from between his fleshy mounds.

"The hell you are!" yelled Jim as he and Chad turned to run. What neither man was aware of is that while they were talking a crowd had gathered behind them and when they began to run they ran smack dab into the crowd of angry homosexuals who had heard the whole exchange.

"Get 'em!" yelled Chuck as he and his four friends dove on top of the two scantly clad troopers. The crowd grew forming a circle around the seven men as they wrestled. Chad scrambled to get to his feet but fell back to the ground when a strong hand grabbed the back of his Speedo pulling it down in back exposing his plump ass. Chad pulled the Speedo up and continued to fight.

One of the other men had Jim in a headlock. His small stretchy Speedo riding further up his ass than he thought possible. His white ass mountains jiggling as he struggled. Both officers continued to fight as the crowd cheered for Chuck and his four friends. They had overpowered the two bubble butted troopers. Jim and Chad were side-by-side laying face down in the sand. Each had one of the gay muscle studs pinning down his legs and another holding down his back. Their large asses were aimed skyward. From all the struggling the their Speedos had ridden so far up both men's asses that instead of reading STATE TROOPER across the seat it now appeared to read STER. Both officers’ milky white hind quarters came pouring out the leg bands.

Chuck got behind the two friends and said, "Now it's time for your lesson." He raised his hand high and brought it down on Chad's Speedo clad ass.

Chad let out a yell that was part pain and part pleasure. Chad and Jim had found themselves in a similar situation not long ago when they had been spanked by a red neck family. Although Chad was 100% heterosexual he found out that day that having his large rump spanked by the strong hand of a man left him strangely aroused and after feeling that first swat from Chuck he felt a stirring in his cock. Of course he had never shared this with Jim Matthews. But little did he know that Jim, although married and straight as an arrow, felt the same way.

The crowd gathered in tighter as Chuck began to get into his spanking routine. First he struck Chad's left cheek. Then his right. Then Jim's left. And then his right.

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Officers Matthews and Carter continued to be pinned down by the four body builders. Both men were humiliated and aroused at the same time. Their now rock hard cocks ground into the warm sand--their meaty backsides jiggling with each smack. They struggled but to no avail. The only thing the struggle did was to cause the Speedos to go further up their asses.

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The endless spanking continued as Chuck got on his knees between both men so he could spank them at the same time. The officers asses were a bright glowing red and almost completely exposed as their Speedos rode up. Both men yelled obscenities and threats at Chuck and his friends. But secretly each man was hard as a brick and ready to cum. Each hoped this would not happen. After all how could he explain to his straight buddy if he did.

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There was no way to avoid it Jim knew he could hold off no longer. He felt his seed rise as Chuck continued to assault his fat ass. As Jim lay there facing his best friend and partner he tried to conceal the fact that he was about to bust his nut. "YEOWWWW!", bellowed Jim as he felt his spunk shoot from his throbbing cock and saturate the front of his skimpy black Speedo.

Chad wasn't certain since both men still wore their mirrored sunglasses but he thought he saw a look of pleasure on his buddies face and was shocked, but he didn't have much time to ponder this as he clenched his round caboose while his own warm sticky fluids shot from his rock hard prick with rapid fire. Soaking the front of his own Speedo. Chuck stopped spanking and spoke, "Okay, mother fuckers get on your feet and get out of here."

Officers Matthews and Carter looked one another square in the eye. They were afraid to get up because both men were still semi erect and covered in his own spew.

"Now!" barked Chuck.

The troopers had no chose but to comply. Each stood slowly leaving an impression of his muscular body in the sand as well as a visible imprint of where his hard prick had been. The front of each man's Speedo was wet with his own cum. Sand clung to the gooey mess that covered the front of each man's swimsuit. There were snickers through out the crowd and one man yelled out, "They came. The fuckers came while Chuck beat their fat asses." Each officer felt his face flush with embarrassment. Here they stood on display their Speedos so far up their asses they now resembled thongs. Red asses. Cum soaked Speedo and now the laughter.

"All right! Get going!" ordered Chuck. "And don't come back!" The troopers turned quickly and made their exit down the beach leaving behind their towels. Half way to the car Jim realized this but neither man was bold enough to go back so they just hurried up the stairs to the car, their big red buns bouncing as they ascended the stairs. Neither man even bothered to pull his Speedo from his ass. What was the point they were already humiliated and covered in their own juices.

Neither man spoke of what had just taken place as they drove back to the hotel. But each thought of the wonderful sting in his own ass and how intense his ejaculation had been from just from having his plump buns spanked. And although each man feared that the other had discovered his secret desire both men vowed to himself never to bring it up.

The End

Officers Matthews & Carter: Roadside Discipline

by BubbleButtLuvr

If Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter had know what was in store for them they probably would never have pulled over the old rusty pick up with the Gay Pride sticker plainly placed in the back window of the cap on back. However not having the ability to see into the future they did pull it over and both men learned a lesson they would not soon forget.

Officers Matthews & Carter had been partners for two years. The Sergeant had teamed them up when Chad, a 22-year-old rookie had joined the department. Sergeant Andrews felt that Jim would be the perfect mentor for the young rookie Trooper. Although Jim was twice Chad's age both men had similar backgrounds and interests. Both had lost his father at a young age and been raised by a single mother working her tail off to make ends meet. Both had played college football. Both were avid sport fans and would watch anything as long it involved two teams of men chasing one another around a sporting arena.

Hell, they even had similar builds Jim stood 5'8" and Chad 5'9". Both had dark brown hair and deep dark eyes set into classically chiseled faces. Jim's hair was graying slightly at the temples and he had the very slight beginnings of crow’s feet around his eyes. But, at 44 he still looked damn good and could give the hot new rookie a run for his money. Both men worked out 5 days a week religiously and had maintained those hard stocky football player builds they had acquired on the high school football field. Broad chests strained across their tight tan uniform shirts with massive guns popping out the sleeves. Those big chests tapering into smaller waist (both men were a 32" waist) that traveled down into thick tree trunk like thighs.

Then of course there were their asses. Officer Matthews had been a State Trooper for over 20 years and his large ass had been the subject of many a joke over the years. It was a simple fact his butt was enormous. Not fat by any means, it had a wonderfully full round bubble shape to it. It was perfectly round and stuck out so far in back that the other officers would joke that it could be used as a shelf. Even though the rest of Jim Matthews was big and muscular his ass was even larger than the rest of him and somehow looked out of proportion even on his muscular frame. Jim didn't mind his large backside though. In fact he was proud of it and did what he could to draw attention to it. And it did get him lots of attention with the ladies. It even got him some attention from some guys. Now Jim is in way gay. In fact he is horribly homophobic, going out of his way to make trouble for gay motorists whenever he gets the chance, but his attitude was, "If a fag wants to look at my ass let him. But if it touches me I'll kill him."

Then there was Officer Carter. One of the first things that you notice is that this new young rookie has an ass every bit as big and full and round as the older officer. And like the older officer he gets just as much attention because of it. And he too enjoys every bit of it and goes out of his way to accentuate it whenever he can. He even has the same philosophy when it comes to gay men, "If a fag wants to look at my ass let him. But if it touches me I'll kill him."

If truth be told when both men were dressed in their tan uniforms with their mirrored sunglasses and motorcycle helmets on you would be hard pressed to tell them apart. And from behind it is almost impossible. All these things combined plus the fact that both men shared similar outlooks on life made Sergeant Andrews feel that both men would work well together and for this reason he teamed them up. This was two years ago and both men had become the best of friends. They were inseparable. Where ever one went the other wasn't far behind. The other officers started jokingly referring to the duo as "The Bubble Butt Twins". Both men just laughed it off, what else could they do, after all it was true they both had wildly large asses and they were alike in every way. Even down to the kind of underwear they wore. This was discovered one day quite by accident.

It was shortly after Officer Carter came on board. He and Officer Matthews had pulled over a motorist for speeding. When the officers stopped him and asked him to step from the car he jumped out and took off running into the woods. The area that the officers worked in was a very small rural red neck area and the woods went on forever. Both men sensed that there had to be something big going on for the man to run the way he did so they took off after him into the woods with Jim in the lead and Chad very close behind, calling for back up on his walkie-talkie as he ran.

The seat of both officers uniform pants was under a lot of strain to begin with due to that fact the their asses were so large and meaty, then the extra burden of having to support their over sized ass melons in a chase was just way too much. Their big cheeks jiggled and bounced as the two officers ran after their prisoner. As they did the stitching down the back seam of their skintight breeches began to give way. Jim felt something give way and heard a loud tearing sound as his beefy mounds came pouring out the back of his uniform. The entire seam had ripped out and his brief clad ass was on display for the rookie officer to see as they ran. He wore red bikini briefs that barely covered his fleshy mountains. They crept seductively up his ass crack exposing lots of his cheeks out the bottom of the leg bands. Over the years Jim had tried many different styles of underwear but with his thick thighs and over stuffed butt cushions he found that something smaller with a lot of spandex in it that hugged his monster cheeks was much more comfortable. Plus he was proud of his ass and the ladies seemed to like to see him in the scat under wear.

Chad not far behind was shocked as he saw his partners ass come bursting free from the confines of his uniform. Chad had dealt with this his whole life, having such a large butt he always ripped out his pants but he had never known anyone else who had shared this problem. As he ran Chad could feel his own pants giving way but he could do nothing to stop it. So as he ran his seam split right down the back and his own ass muffins came spilling out. He was wearing the same style of bikini brief, as Officer Matthews was only his were a dark purple. However they rode just as far up his ass as the older officer's did. And he wore them for the same reason, the small stretchy material felt the most comfortable to him and they drove the ladies wild to see him in them.

Officer Matthews reached the man first and took a huge leap landing on him and knocking him to the leave covered ground of the woods. Officer Carter jumped on top of the two and a struggle ensued. Both beefy officers were rolling around on the ground with the suspected criminal theirs asses coming further and further out of their uniforms their pants continued to rip as they struggled with the man.

When back up arrived it was discovered that the prisoner was a cocaine dealer with over $40,000 worth of cocaine in his car. That was why he ran. By the time back up arrived there wasn't much left to the officers’ pants. They had ripped the whole way down the back and there was no trying to cover their huge butt globes. The bikinis they wore were way to small to cover them and the pants were too torn to cover them either so both officers were forced to walk the prisoner back to the cruiser with their massive butts on display for their fellow officers and any passing motorists to see. They got quite a few honks and one of the officers commented that they had on the same kind of underwear.

After this incident Jim & Chad decided it would be a good idea to have their pants specially tailored, since they didn't make regulation uniform pants that would fit over their asses and not split out. They found a tailor who was able to duplicate the pant style perfectly. He used a Lycra/spandex combo in the seat that gave the men some extra needed room. That's not to say that their pants never split again because they did but this helped matters some.

Now here they were two years later driving along side by side on their motorcycles on their daily run when they spotted an old rusty pick with a Gay Pride stick in the back window of the cap on back. As previously stated both men were very homophobic. They took great delight in pulling over "fags" and giving them tickets on trumped up charges as they harassed them. Jim began flashing his lights and turned on his siren to signal the old red pick up to pull over. Both men laughed. They knew that they were gonna have some fun humiliating the two "fags" in the truck. Or so they thought.

The motorcycles pulled to a stop behind the pickup truck. Officers Matthews and Carter stepped off their bikes, the bright June sun shinning of the black polished leather of their thigh high boots and mirrored sunglasses as they approached the driver’s side of the truck. Officer Matthews tapped on the window and the driver rolled it down. "License and registration!" he barked.

"Have we done something wrong, officers?" Asked the bleached blond twink driver.

"We'll ask the questions. Now license and registration."

The driver pulled his license from his front pocket and the passenger pulled the registration from the glove box. The driver handed both pieces of information to Officer Matthews. From looking at the license he could see that the boy was 21 years old and named Mark Taylor.

Jim looked down at the driver and asked, "Who’s your friend?"

"My brother, Clem." responded Mark.

The officers looked at one another and Jim ordered the brothers from the vehicle. Both young men got out and stood next to the door on the driver’s side of the pickup. The Troopers looked the brothers up and down. Mark's hair was bleached almost to the point of being white. He was short and very thin giving him the appearance of a 17 year old all though his license stated that he was 21. He wore a white wife beater and black boots with cut off jeans so short that the bottom of his small round perky ass peaked out the bottom even as he stood upright.

His brother who was about 23 had light brown hair and was thin but not at all a twink like his Mark. Clem wore old jeans with white sneakers and a faded black t-shirt that bore a Rock & Roll logo. Nervously the two motorists stood there under the watchful eyes of the hateful Troopers.

Finally Jim spoke, "You boys fags?"

The brothers looked at one another puzzled.

"You heard the question!", snapped Chad. Answer him. Are you boys cocksuckers? Fudge packers? Pole smokers?"

Mark was speechless so Clem spoke up, "If you are asking if we’re gay what difference does that make?"

Jim backhanded Clem across the mouth, "I said we'll ask the questions!" Now are you two a couple of homos?"

Clem moved back a step and rubbed his cheek. "My brother is gay but I am not." Hatred for the officers blazed in his eyes.

The beefy Troopers were menacing in their tan uniforms and thigh high black leather boots. Neither man removed his motorcycle helmet or mirrored sunglasses as they looked the two brothers up and down like they were trash. Chad circled the brothers. He tugged on the back of Mark's cutoff's creeping up his ass and laughed, "Is this regulation fag wear!?", he asked. Mark just blushed.

Jim spoke, "This is a nice town boys. We don't go for fags around here. We are decent people.

"Well, if you let us go we will leave your town," said Clem.

"In due time." said Jim. " Do you know why Officer Carter and I pulled you over?"

"To harass us," snapped Clem.

Officer Matthews shoot him a hard mean look as he said, "No it's because you have a broken tail light."

"I don't have a broken tail light," said Mark finally finding his voice.

"Yes, you do boy", said Jim. "Show 'em Chad."

Chad motioned for the brothers to follow him to the back of the pick up and Jim followed, his big meaty mounds bouncing in his pants as he did. Chad pulled out his nightstick and brought it down hard on the driver’s side tail light causing it to shatter.

"See?" said Chad. "Busted."

"Hey!" Mark exclaimed.

At just that moment the door to the truck bed and the window to the cap burst open and out popped a third man. He was short and portly and much older than the two brothers. He hair was snow white. He wore overalls and a red flannel shirt. Perched on his shoulder was a shotgun aimed directly at Chad. "There a problem with my nephews Officers?" he asked

"Uncle Fred!" exclaimed Mark.

Fred moved closer to Officer Carter and looked over at Officer Matthews saying, "You get over here next to your partner. And both of you--hands in the air!"

Jim moved next to Chad. Both men had their arms in their air. He ordered the officers over to their motorcycles as he and is nephews followed with the shotgun aimed at them. Mark took special note of the big round massive butts of the officers. Watching their big buns dance in their tight pants as the walked. Normally the officers liked this stretch of road because it wasn't well traveled and they could harass the fags in private with no distractions. Today they wished a car would pass so they could be rescued.

Uncle Fred ordered the officers to stop next to their motorcycles, which were parked side by side. He began to speak. "Now the way I see things you Officers were trying to stir up trouble for my nephews."

Officer Carter tried to interject but Fred shut him up with the wave of the shotgun. "No officers it's our turn to talk now and yours to listen. You tried to screw with my nephews and now it’s our turn to screw with you. Now when I was a kid and I started trouble my Daddy used to send me to the wood shed and tan my hide. Now it's our turn to teach you men a lesson." Then to Mark, "Go get my hunting knife." Mark headed for the truck for the knife.

"Hunting knife! What are you gonna do with that?" asked Chad full of fear.

"Don't worry we ain't gonna hurt you men," said Fred "If you don't fight us," he added with a sneer.

Mark returned with the knife as Fred ordered Chad to lie across the seat of his motorcycle. Chad tried to protest but Fred waved the gun and he did as instructed. Chad draped himself over the seat of his motorcycle. His big ass was pushed high up in the air causing his tight uniform pants to stretch tighter across the girth of his posterior revealing the underwear line of his skimpy bikini briefs. It was obvious that the small garment was riding way up his ass crack. Mark licked his lips at this sight.

"Okay," said Fred to Mark. "I want you to cut off the Troopers pants."

"No!" yelled out Chad as he turned his head toward the old man his sunglass-covered eyes meeting the elder man's gaze.

"Yes!" Fred. "Now don't fight us and you men won't be hurt."

"Do it," advised the older Trooper. Chad just hung his head and awaited his fate.

Mark slipped the blade of the knife under the waistband of Officer Carters Breeches and began to pull the knife down the officer’s leg cutting his pants but not his flesh. His left buttock popped out of the pants as if it had been spring-loaded. Mark then ran the knife down the right side of the officer’s pants cutting them off completely. Now Chad stood there in the hot June sun wearing nothing from the waist down but his thigh his boots and a very small very well stretched pair of red and white vertical stripped bikini briefs. The bikini rode more than half way up the meaty behind of the muscular Troop.

With the gun still aimed at Officers Matthews and Carter the white haired old man ordered Officer Matthews to get behind his partner and begin to spank his ass. Jim began to protest. After all he was no fag. He didn't want his hands all over his partner’s big fleshy ass cheeks. Again Fred waved the gun as a reminder that he was in charge now. Jim had no choice. He apologized to Chad as he got behind him and raised his hand high and took aim.

"Thwack!!!" Jim's leather gloved hand came down on his partner’s massive butt. As it did Chad's ass jiggled slightly and he let out a yelp.

"More." ordered Fred Taylor. "Don't stop spanking him until I say to stop"

Jim continued his assault on his partners bikini clad ass. Mark, Clem and Fred watched and laughed at the homophobic officers shame.

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Officer Carter's ass was stinging as his partner continued to spank his fat ass cheeks. The bottoms of his massive globes were bright red as against the white of his bikini. In fact the red of his cheeks matched the red stripes in his underwear. And though it was odd and though he would never admit it out loud a part of Chad was starting to enjoy the stinging in his over sized buns. This really confused him. Fred ordered Jim to stop spanking. He then told Chad to stand and Jim to take his place over the motorcycle. Jim and Chad switched places and Mark brought the knife to the waistband of the older Troopers breeches.

"Please, no.", pleaded Officer Matthews. "I'm not wearing any underwear" he stated as he blushed.

"Tough!" replied Fred laughing.

Mark licked his lips at the thought of this big beefy officer without any under pants. He began to cut down the left leg of Jim's breeches. The left side of Jim's backside bounced out as the pants were cut from his body. Then Mark went down the right side and now Officer Matthews was naked from the waist down except for his patrolman's boots. Jim felt the hot summer breeze on his bare meaty man muffins. His low hanging shaved balls swung freely between his muscular thighs.

Fred laughed. "Never knew a straight guy who shaved his balls."

"My wife likes 'em smooth", snapped Fred as he shot the old gentleman a mean look through his sunglasses.

Now it was Chad's turn to spank Jim. Fred instructed the younger Trooper to show his mentor no mercy. Officer Carter stood behind his friend his bikini riding up his own ass and took aim. Crack! Officer Matthew's ass bounced and he let out a yell of pain.

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The older Officer's ass jiggled with each smack from the younger Officer. Jim was glad he was wearing sunglasses so the Taylor's couldn't see the pain in his eyes. He was also glad that Chad couldn't see the pleasure in them. Though Jim hadn't been spanked since he was 8 years old and hadn't thought about having it done in all of his adult life there was something happening here that he didn't understand. At 46 years of age he was having his ass beat by his best friend, a man who was young enough to be his own son and he was loving the feeling of being controlled and humiliated. And the stinging feeling in his ass was somehow erotic. He had to stop these thoughts. He was a married man and 100% straight. Yet, still he was enjoying the strong hand of a man on his ass. This however was something he'd never admit. His cheeks were burning and red as Chad continued to spank his monster gluts.

Soon Fred told Chad he could stop spanking. He then ordered the young Trooper to lay across the seat of the other motor cycle so that he and Jim were now facing one another. Chad didn't want to do this but was afraid to argue with a shotgun aimed at him so he did as he was told. The skimpy bikini really didn't leave much to the imagination. Chad's balls bounced as he made is way to the other side of the motorcycles and draped himself over it. The officers were face to face--their reflections visible in one another sunglasses. Mark stepped behind Chad with the knife and gave a quick slice up trough the waistband of the slim red and white-stripped bikini. The right side fell free off the young man's ass. Then Mark slit up the left side. The scant bikini feel to the ground and Chad's well-spanked red ass became visible. Now he too was naked from the waist down except for his boots. The younger officers balls weren't nearly as big as the older officers but they were very hair and swinging just like his partner’s.

Now Fred instructed Mark to get behind Officer Matthews and Clem to get behind Officer Carter and begin spanking. The two brothers began to do as they were told. They would alternate swats from cheek to cheek. The officers’ asses were burning and they began to get out squeals of pain.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Both Officers’ large asses jiggled and vibrated as the young brothers continued to spank. Jim and Chad lay across each other motorcycles looking at one another but unable to read anything in the other man's eyes due to the sunglasses. But each man was secretly enjoying having his massive ass mounds spanked. Forbidden untapped desire burned inside both men. No, it wasn't sexual. Both men were as straight as could be. However, there was something about submitting your will and having your ass spanked by another man that had stirred something in both men. There was a certain power behind the swat of a man that a woman could never deliver.

Mark stopped spanking and ran his hand up Officer Matthews uniform top and began to feel his chest. He then began to pinch his nipples. Jim tried to protest stating he was not gay. But Fred's shoot gun left him no choice so the older man allowed this boy, young enough to be his son, feel him up like a piece of meat. Jim became enraged and spat obscenities at the horny 21 year old working his tits. Clem noticed what his brother was doing and followed suit. As Clem felt up the young officers muscular chest he felt that Chad's nipples were hard.

"No! fuckin' way!!"' yelled Chad. "We're not faggots!"

"Take it like a man," warned Fred, the gun still aimed at the officers.

The brothers continued to pull on the officers’ tits as the Troopers began to moan from the pain. Mark wasn't going to pass up this chance, he ran his hand around to Jim's back and ran his hand down to the older man's ass and began to squeeze the sheer girth of the two round ass loaves. Again Clem follow suit on Chad feeling up his ample cheeks. Clem truly was straight but he did enjoy humiliating the two big assed officers. Clem slipped a finger in between Officer Carters meaty butt, probing around for his puckered asshole. He found it and began to work his finger in. Chad gasped at the invasion of his virgin ass. Both men officers were still spitting out obscenities and promises that the brothers would be sorry later.

Mark realized what his brother was doing and he began to finger the older officers ass just like his brother was doing to the younger officer. The humiliation was getting to be too much for the homophobic officers. They couldn't believe what they were being forced to endure and found a new hatred for gays. The brothers continued to finger fuck the big meaty assess of the officers and the officers continued to protest but had no choice but to let it happen or be shot.

"Kiss one another," ordered Fred.

Neither officer made a move to do this but Fred was not joking. He fired a warning shot into the air and screamed "I said kiss damn it! And I mean with tongue until I say to stop!"

"You'll pay for this old man.", screamed Jim.

"Sure I will. Now do!!!"

Neither man wanted to do it but they were frightened so each man leaned in. Their lips meet and they began to kiss softly as the Taylor brothers reached under both men and began stroking their cocks. Both officers’ cocks began to grow. Mark & Clem's fingers continued to plunge deep into the dark abysses of Officers Carter & Matthew as they stroked. Jim's tongue entered Chad's mouth and their tongues entwined. They were breathing harder as they continued to make out on the side of the road with a couple of strangers playing with their large asses and now rock hard cocks.

Jim could hold back no longer. As much as he hated what was happening he knew he was going to cum. He felt his seed rising to the surface and explode all over is partners motorcycle. His asshole tightened around Mark's finger as he let out a moan into Chad's mouth. Chad followed his mentor and allowed himself to let go. Cum poured from his balls and splashed on Jim's motorcycle. Clam's finger came out with a pop.

Fred told both men they could stop kissing and they pulled apart. They were both disgusted that they had been forced to kiss and wiped their mouths and spit as if that could erase what had just taken place. But there was no way to wipe out the memory. Both officers found a new level of hatred that day as well as an odd new desire to be spanked. But neither man would confess this to the other.

Clem and Mark took the officers’ handcuffs and ordered them to each face a couple of trees that stood side by side. They were then ordered to wrap their arms around the tree. Both officers did as instructed and the brothers cuffed their arms around the tree leaving them helpless.

The Taylor's hoped in the pick up and speed off laughing all the way. Officers Matthews and Carter were left on the side of the road. Their big red bare asses visible by anyone who drove by. They got several honks as they stood there on display. Both men were humiliated and yet titillated by the burning in their big butts. Each man told himself that this would not be the last spanking he got but again they did not share this new desire with one another.

Several hours passed and Sergeant Andrews showed up in a cruiser. He had gotten a call that two of his men were bare assed and cuffed to a tree. He let both officers free and then and there they swore that no fag would ever do this to them again. But no one knows what the future holds and if they did they wouldn't have made such a statement. But that's another story.

The End