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The interrogation room was dark, the florescent light flickering. Two people sat in the room, one glaring at the other, who lounged casually against the cold metal table.

“I’m going to ask you one more time Chase, who are you getting your drugs from? We know you’re the little fish.” The cop growled, his hat resting on the table. Chase had been in prison for three months now, because he wouldn’t cooperate with police. This was his ‘second’ chance to give them information…and so far, nothing.

Chase had dark green eyes, and jet black hair, and a smirk that promised danger. That smirk grew as his eyes turned, watching the cop. “I don’t remember.” He said, his voice low, sarcastic. His green eyes sparkled, watching the other like a hawk, waiting for the right moment.

The cop sighed. This was his first week on the job. He thought he could make the other talk, but it was…tiring. It had been two hours already, and still nothing. The uniformed officer sighed, frustrated. Just watching the man in the white tank top pissed him off. Angered, he stood, slamming the table. “You’re going to talk damn it, even if I have to make you.” He hissed, his own grey eyes glinting dangerously.

Chase leaned back in his chair. “Yea?” He questioned the other, flipping his shaggy black hair out of his eyes like he could care less. “Let’s see you do it then.”

The other lost it. He snarled, pulling out his taser, and lunging across the table to shock the others neck until that bastard screamed.

Chase moved in a flash. He grabbed the officer’s wrist, twisting it. He moved his elbow, pinning it against the other’s neck, and applying pressure as the officer made a rookie mistake.

The cop cried out in pain, his hand spasming, and he dropped the taser, panting. “Ow, fuck!” Where the hell was back up?

Chase chuckled, leaning on the other, and reaching over, picking up the taster. “Well well, what should I do with you and your little toy?” He asked lowly, flicking the switch on as the taser buzzed, holding it close to the others face. His green eyes glinted in the flickering light. “Hm, pretty boy?”

The cop panted; sweat rolling down his face in fear as the taser pressed close to his face. “D-don’t-“ He whispered, swallowing hard as his body was held on the table. He was in deep shit.

Chase grinned darkly, and pressed the taster against the cops shoulder, flicking the switch.

A scream echoed throughout the room, and the cop jerked on the table, nearly passing out from the pain. After a few seconds, Chase stopped the flow of electricity, looking down at his stunned captive. He ran his hands through the others light colored hair, grinning darkly. “We’re going to have lots of fun, pretty boy.”

It took Chase only a few seconds to take the dazed cop’s belt away, and to handcuff the officer’s wrists around the table leg, securing him. He yanked down the officers pants, grinning. “You have a mighty fine ass there…” He whispered, lightly running his hands over the others cheeks, teasing the boxers off as well, and leaving them pooled on the cement floor. Chase licked his lips hungrily, spreading the other for a moment, to get a better look at his prize.

The cop let out a chocked sob, slowly regaining his wits. “Backup!” He whispered, waiting for other cops to rush in the door and save him. His heart was racing as he was exposed to his tormenter, and he shook with fear. No one was coming.

Chase chuckled, moving something against the cop’s balls. He felt the other stiffen, trying to kick him. Chase caught the cops leg, smirking. “If you do that again, I’m going to send electricity flying through your balls so fast, you won’t be able to jerk off for a year.” He whispered, digging the point of the taster into the others sack a little harder, so the cop got his point.

The young officer sobbed, shaking, his hand pulling at the tight handcuffs as the others intentions began to sink in. His body was still sore from the first blast…and god knows he didn’t want his balls fried. “Please don’t.” He whimpered, swallowing hard.

“Now,” Chase whispered, sliding his finger down the others ass. “You’re going to lay here, real nice and pretty, while I fuck you.” He whispered, slowly spreading the other apart again, watching the others hole twitch in fear. He smirked. “You got that buttercup?” He whispered, nudging the taser against the cop’s balls again.

The officer whimpered, his blondish hair falling in his eyes as he sobbed. “Y-yes.” He cried out, wincing as the object probed his balls farther. His eyes watered as he shook. Why? Why did it have to be him? His hands pulled uselessly at the handcuffs in a vain attempt to escape.

“Good boy,” Chase purred, forcing one of his fingers into that pretty little pink hole. He slid his finger in and out ruthlessly, driving the digit inside the younger male, watching his reaction.

The officer cried out in pain, bucking his hips uselessly as he tried to get the other to stop, whimpering as the object invaded him. “No, please no-“ He choked out, and Chase paused. “Pretty boy, you may look damn fine, but you don’t have much of a brain in your head. You told me I could. Remember?” Chase asked, pushing the taser against the others balls, grinning cruelly. “But since you can’t keep quiet on your own…”

Chase moved his finger out, and moved over to the front of the other, yanking the other males tie off of his uniform. In seconds, he had the fabric wrapped tightly around the others mouth, forcing the blond haired male’s lips open, pushing the others tongue down as he gagged him. “Much better.” Chase whispered, lightly stroking the younger males face.

The officer’s eyes were wide with fear, and they watered as he made choked sounds against the gag, pleading with the other. Chase only smirked, tilting the officer’s chin up. “Hush now, pretty boy~” He purred, letting go of the others chin and walking back to where his business was.

This time, two fingers pressed against the hole, swirling around the entrance, tormenting his little captive. He leaned over, letting spit roll off of his tongue to land on the others ass. His fingers moved the liquid over the hole, pushing against it lightly, teasing the pink flesh. “My, my, so eager.” Chase whispered, smiling. And with that, he drove two fingers into the others hole.

“Nnnm-hhhssee-“ The cop choked against the gag, a thin strand of saliva running down the corner of his chin because he couldn’t swallow. His eyes closed in pain, crying out and whimpering as the other used him.

Chase smiled a little. “You want more then pretty boy?” He asked, moving his fingers in deeper, slowly now, finding the others prostate and dragging his fingers over it. He then rocked them, twisting them, forcing themselves against the others bundle of nerves, laughing. His other hand came up, and he slapped the others ass with his hand. The sound echoed through the room.

The officer’s eyes watered, and his teeth clenched against the gag, moaning pitifully. “Nnnhhnn!” He pleaded, almost seeing stars as the other found someplace inside of him that he didn’t know he had. He let out a low whimper as a low heat rushed to his groin. He didn’t want this pleasure…his hips bucked a little as he cried out, spit soaking the gag.

Chase’s grin widened. “Well look at that.” He whispered, pulling his fingers out as he forced the others hips up a little bit. “You’re hard.” He whispered, lightly running two of his fingers down the others length. The officer tried to move his hips down, and Chase shook his head. “You keep ‘em up, or else.” He whispered, tugging on the others erection a little. “You hear me?” He asked dangerously.

The officer let out a choked sob, nodding, shivering as his knees were forced up on the cold table, keeping his hips in the air, putting his ass at Chase’s face level. His erection dripped slowly as the other stroked him, making him whimper in fear and confused pleasure. His hole throbbed in pain, but his dick throbbed in need.

Chase liked this view. However, his own problem was getting to him. He grabbed the chair, standing on it, and unzipping his pants, pushing them down a little so his ass and dick were hanging out. “Here we go pretty boy.” He whispered, pulling himself a little, and then spreading the others ass cheeks wide. This was going to be fun.

“NNNNGGGHHH-“ The cop screamed against the gag as the others dick forced its way into his body. He cried out, his hands pulling at the handcuffs, clanging them against the table as the other buried himself in to the root. He sobbed, tears rolling down his face as the other filled his unwilling hole.

Chase groaned happily. He moved his body, getting the right angle, and fucking the other deeply. “Mmm~” He moaned out, tossing his hand back and gripping the others hips, forcing the other to rock and meet his thrusts. “Oh baby, take it deeper.” He whispered, loving this.

To the cop, it seemed like forever as the tears rolled down his face, whimpering as the other used his hole, his knees going a little weak, but forced to keep them up as the other kept a tight grip. He shook and sobbed, whimpering as the other grabbed his dick, grinding his finger into the slit.

“There’s a good boy…” Chase whispered, continuing to thrust, his hand moving, slowly milking the other. He changed his thrusts a little, grinning. Could he make a straight boy cum?

He could. After almost twenty minutes of soft thrusts, hitting the others prostate, and jerking him off, the felt the other stiffen, and he grinned. “There it goes…”

The cop cried out, whimpering as he was forced to orgasm, his cum leaking down and splattering softly on the table. It didn’t hurt anymore, and that was somehow worse. He panted and gasped against the gag, fighting for air as he cried out in mixed pleasure, his hands curling around the table leg.

Chase grinned, panting a little from holding back, and thrusting in one last time, came deeply inside the other. “Not…bad…” He whispered, groaning happily. He shook off his hand, wiping it on the others uniform shirt, and pulled out. He squeezed his dick a little, groaning and making sure he got every drop of his orgasm out.

Chase smiled, zipping up, and leaning down. “What a good boy…” He whispered, slowly pushing the others ass cheeks apart again. He saw his own cum starting to spill out of the other, and he grinned darkly. “I should clean that up for you…” He whispered, leaning in, and licking at the other’s abused hole.

The cop cried out, suddenly bucking as a warm wet tongue invaded his hole. He moaned against the gag, his eyes fluttering as the other worked. “Nnnhh~” His hips bucked, and he slowly grew hard again, moaning and shaking with each little lick and thrust from the others tongue. Why was he enjoying this? It was gross, downright…but it felt so good.
Chase smiled, closing his eyes and his hand stroking the others dripping erection like a lover. “This is your reward.” He whispered, before diving back down, really making sure he cleaned the others hole.

The cop whimpered and bucked at the touches, his eyes half closing and fluttering in foreign pleasure. It was gross, some guy was licking his asshole…but it felt…amazing.
It didn’t take long for him to reach climax again, and Chase pulled away as the other panted in afterglow.

Chase stood, grinning and lightly stroking the others sore ass. He winked at the other, smiling as the cop panted, collapsing against the table and moaning quietly. The whole sight was just delicious. That bare ass, those glazed over grey eyes, and the bright blue uniform shirt that had managed to stay on this whole time. Chase was very happy with his work.

“Oh, Carlos Manchura is who I got my drugs from. Good work officer.” He whispered, digging the keys off of the officer’s belt, and letting himself out, leaving the officer unwillingly satisfied and confused on the table.