Police Beat Beat-Off

“Damn this is boring,” George said to his partner Harvey. They were sitting in their squad car late at night. The streets were quiet, but there had been a rash of break-ins recently, and they had been assigned this beat to keep an eye on things. “I could use a blowjob and a good night’s sleep.”

“I’m with you there,” Harvey said, rubbing his crotch through his uniform and yawning. George glanced over to see Harvey still rubbing his cock. It was awakening slowly, stretching and growing under the blue serge of his trousers. George could see the outline of his partner’s cockhead clearly as it bulged against the zipper, and he licked his lips.

“Cut that out, you’re making me horny,” George said, reaching down and rubbing his own dick, which was already rock-hard after Harvey’s display.

“Don’t let me stop you,” Harvey said. He unzipped his pants and reached into his boxers, pulling out his stiff hard-on. It was about average length with a short, round head and a thick shaft. He worked his fist up and down the length, leaning his head back against the seat and sighing in pleasure. “Damn that feels good.”

George stared at his partner beating off for a minute, and then shrugged. He took out his own cock, about the same size but thinner, with a longer head, and stroked in unison with his buddy. The car rocked slightly as the officers beat their meat together, their fists flying up and down their cocks. Harvey’s cockhead was drooling thick strings of pre-cum which he paused to rub over his shaft, lubricating it for his fist.

“Unh!” George gasped as he came. He held his throbbing prick as his cum spurted high into the air, landing in streaks on the vinyl dashboard. When he was done, he squeezed his cockhead and licked the last few drops of jism off his fingers. Harvey picked up the pace and soon he was coming too, aiming his prick at his palm and catching the spray of spunk. He rubbed it all over his prick until his entire shaft was sticky, and then both men leaned back, recovering their breathing.

“Well that’ll pass the time,” Harvey chuckled, putting his prick back in his pants.

The next night, there was a slight air of tension in the car. Both of them were hoping to repeat last night’s performance, but neither one wanted to bring it up. Finally George took off his belt and chucked it in the backseat. “I’ve been hot as hell thinking about watching you jerk off last night. I’d love to see it again.”

He shifted slightly as Harvey nodded, unzipping his pants and taking out his growing boner. “Aren’t you going to join me?” Harvey asked.

“I’ll go after,” George said. “I want to watch you first.” Harvey’s prick grew rapidly at that statement and he closed his eyes and went to work on his cock. He jerked it the same way he had the night before, long slow strokes at first, getting shorter and faster as his breathing picked up. George watched appreciatively as Harvey’s cock dripped pre-cum, and Harvey used his thumb to spread it around the bulging head until it was shiny. He came quickly, groaning aloud, and this time George reached out and caught his partner’s spunk in his hand.

Quickly, George unzipped his pants and spread Harvey’s cum all over his hard prick. He used the thick fluid as lube to jerk himself off quickly, and in no time at all he was coming too, thrusting his hips into the air as his jism sprayed over his shaft, mixing with his partner’s cum.

“You know what?” George said. “I’m starting to hope this assignment never ends!”