Roadhouse Delight 3 (mm hypno)
by Cop_Controller
The other few officers were impressed with the changes in Gary. He seemed to be swelling up with muscle, and his uniform was always immaculate. However, his wife had had enough, and decided to move to Detroit and start a new life with the kids. At first, it had just been a few little things, but then it had become unbearable.
Gary had stopped getting dressed in front of her, and had even started wearing shorts to bed. She had been worried that there could be something wrong that he was hiding from her, but when she tried to talk about it, he just told her there was nothing wrong, and rushed off to work or the gym. She liked to see him with more energy, and feeling more positive than he had for awhile, but on the other hand, she felt like she was now a problem rather than a partner.
It came to a head one morning when she woke before he did. She reached under the covers and started pulling down his shorts. She thought if she woke him gently with her mouth on his dick, it might remind him of where there relationship started. However, when he did wake up and realise what was going on, he was livid. He started yelling at her, which he had never done before. She started yelling back, and from then on he slept on the couch.
She confided in her friends, and then, with a last appeal to her husband, she left.
Gary didn’t object. He couldn’t remember what he saw in her in the first place. He didn’t think he was becoming obsessive, but those around him did. Whether they thought it was a change for the better or worse depended on their own agenda. The Duty Officer was pleased that he had someone who was so reliable and responsible on the night shift. The receptionist was annoyed that he couldn’t see how attractive she was, and how strongly she was hinting for a date.
Joe was just about over the moon. His little experiment with the drug had turned out better than he could have ever hoped. Each night as his pet officer came in for coffee, he could barely resist just closing the diner and taking him there and then.
“Officer Gary, how are we this evening?”
“Great, Joe. Just look at these biceps!” Gary flexed his muscles for his friend, showing how big they were, and how they stretched the fabric of his uniform. In fact, the uniform was so tight all over Gary’s body that it looked like it would burst at any moment.
“You sure are looking fit, guy. So, the usual?” Joe poured the coffee and Gary sat on the stool. He could barely wait for it to cool so he could take his first few gulps.
“Anything exciting happen tonight?” asked Joe as usual.
“Nah. Another quiet night. Oh, except for this one bit.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I was coming ‘round that corner down on third, you know, where that biker bar is?”
“Yeah, I know that.”
“Well, there were three of these big bikers, you know. Really big. And they were picking on some guy who obviously didn’t belong. I figured he just walked into the wrong place and they were just sending him on his way. But it did look a bit serious for a minute, and I was just slowing down to see if I had to get involved, when the little guy just walked away, and the bikers went back inside.”
“So you would’ve gone over and done something?”
“Hell, yeah! I wasn’t gonna let those guys beat up on some hick just because he walked through the wrong door.” Gary was taking his job very seriously, and there’s no doubt he would have stood up to the three tough guys if he had had to.
“Good for you! So what happened next?”
Gary started blushing. He hated this bit, and wondered why he kept doing it. But he had this desire to shock Joe, so every night he would come in and tell him something filthy, even if it meant he was embarrassed. But it hadn’t worked. Joe seemed to be unshockable. But, maybe tonight would be different. He took another gulp of coffee and started in.
“Well, then I pulled up and parked in the bit behind the Walmart. I know, you think I’m a sex addict, but I just get so horny driving around, that I just have to stop and give myself some relief!
“Anyway, I get my dick out, and start stroking it, like usual, but I keep thinking about those guys. You know, I would be a match for any one of them, but I doubt I could take all three. So I start thinking about what would have happened, you know. I imagined that I had gone over, and the little guy escaped, but the three bikers overpower me and take me down the alley beside the bar.” Gary looked up at Joe to see what his reaction would be, but Joe just seemed mildly interested. Gary had talked about normal sex with girls with his mates at school, and sometimes in the locker room some of the stories had been fairly specific.
But this was perverted, and he couldn’t understand how Joe could be so unaffected. Gary’s dick was hard again as he recounted his fantasy and the jerk-off session that was only a short while ago. It was wrong, but it was exciting. And, anyway, it was only a fantasy.
“So, I’m imagining these guys have me down the back, and one is behind me, with my arms pinned back, and the other two start rabbit punching me, just to make their point. I get winded, and then they rip down my trousers, and of course I have no briefs or anything on. Then one of them starts sticking his fingers up my butt, and I try to struggle, but the other two have me tight. God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this shit!” Gary stopped and downed the last of the coffee. Joe quietly topped it up from his special brew.
“It’s okay. Keep going.”
“There’s not much more to say. I’m in the patrol car, jerking off over getting gang raped by three bikers. I explode all over the dash again, so I lick it up, tidy up and come on over here. Listen, Joe, do you think there’s something wrong with me? I mean, things like that aren’t normal, are they?”
“Well, I don’t know about normal. Who says what’s normal, anyway?” Joe was lucky he was standing behind the counter, because his own rod was rock hard and he felt like it was tearing at his jeans. He had slipped some more of the drug into Gary’s coffee. He had to go off and deal with a customer, but when he came back, he could see the now telltale look that said his policeman was deeply under.
“Office Gary, you are doing really well. You look like a real policeman now, so you must keep up with the exercises and grooming and stuff.”
“Yes, sir.”
“But I do want to change some of the things about tonight. This the fantasy you really had. It happened the same way at the start, with you rescuing the little guy, and the bikers taking you down the back. They had stripped you and were pushing their fingers up your crack. But just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, I came down the alley to see what the noise was. I go to that bar a lot when I’m not here or working out. I saw what was happening, and this turned you on even more. Seeing me there made your dick go hard, so it looked like you were enjoying what the bikers were doing to you.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“You’re the big tough policeman, and these three guys were having their way with you. But all you really wanted was for me to come over and join in. From now on, all your sexual fantasies will involve me fucking you, or raping you, or somehow forcing you to service me. Understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Gary took all this in without too much concern. He was now so used to being programmed, he put up little resistance.
“Now, I haven’t had a tape in a while. I want you to go into the bathroom as usual, and jerk off to the camera. You know the routine. But this time, I want you moaning and groaning and begging me to fuck you. Don’t worry, the room is soundproofed, so you won’t be heard.”
“Okay.”
Gary walked over to the door, his leaking dick already anticipating what was to come. He took up his usual position, and this time he was extremely pleased with what he saw in the mirror. He was hot and well built and in the tight uniform he looked incredibly sexy. He started reliving his earlier fantasy, but this time adding in Joe’s presence. He tried to delay his orgasm as he groaned and called out “Fuck me, Joe! Fuck me!”
Of course, the room wasn’t soundproofed, and the customers could hear the sounds, slightly muffled. They mostly ignored them, not offended just annoyed. The sort of truckers that used Joe’s bar were not easily shocked, and after sitting behind the wheel for hours at a time, they had also used these rest stops to relieve themselves. However, they had never been so indiscreet.
When Gary emerged, he only had a few glances from around the room, and the guy at the window who was going to comment thought better of it once he saw the uniform. Gary was oblivious to this, and just returned to his seat.
“Good work, Officer Gary. Now, when is your next day off?”
“Thursday.”
“Good. I want you to meet me at that biker bar, about 9 on Thursday night. You are going to dress a tough and as sexy as you can, and you will look forward to spending some time with me ‘off duty’. Between now and then, the thought of me fucking you is going to be with you every waking moment. It’s all you can think about, and it’ll make you as horny as hell. But you can only jerk off once a day, and that’s in the patrol car on duty. Got that?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you had better go back on duty.”
“Okay, sir. Thanks for the coffee. See you tomorrow night.”
“See ya, boy.” Joe smiled as he watched Gary’s well muscled butt in its tight blue uniform leave the diner.
To be continued