Officer Thomas McMuscles Officer Thomas McClure felt relaxe..

Officer Thomas McMuscles Officer Thomas McClure felt relaxed as he stepped into the SkinTrade gym and out of the blistering heat of the outdoors. His dark blue uniform and bulletproof vest were almost unbearable and he looked forward to getting out of the uniform. Tony, the blonde muscle boy in the skin tight t-shirt with the gym logo on the right pectoral, was working the front desk and greeted the police officer with a friendly smile and a complimentary bottle of Alpha-B pre-workout drink. “Have a good workout, Officer McClure,” Tony gave a big friendly smile. “Thanks, I will,” Thomas returned the smile as he took the bottle and headed toward the locker room. Since he received the free membership the gym graciously gave to members of the police force, Thomas felt so much more at ease in his daily life, at work, and especially at the gym. SkinTrade became an escape and an outlet for his stress. He was another man when he was there. Outside of the gym he was a tough, in control, alpha cop, big, strong, dominant. He was constantly under stress to remain in control and in charge. When he goes home to his girlfriend he still has to be the dominant alpha male. However, here in the gym he felt relaxed with no worries and concerns, as all his stress fell away as he gave up control. The locker room was busy as men were undressing from their street clothes into their workout clothes or from their workout gear to their street clothes. Thomas recognized two firefighters as they walked naked toward the sauna with an older looking gentleman. Thomas nodded a hello and the two firemen returned the greeting as the older man guided them into the steam room. The older man’s hands were stroking the broad muscular backs of the two firefighters. Thomas just smiled and continued on. He passed an alcove of lockers where a blonde frat boy was giving another man a blow job. The older man gave Thomas a smile and looked the muscular police officer over. Thomas just returned the smile and continued toward his usual locker. Thomas couldn’t help but think how contented the frat boy looked nursing on the older man’s impressive cock. When he got to his favorite locker which faced a wall of mirrors, Thomas undid his gun belt from his masculine, tight waist and hung it up in the locker. He then undid his uniform shirt, peeling it down his thick, sculpted arms. Thomas then unfastened the sides of his bulletproof vest and lifted it over his head. His sweaty police department issued t-shirt clinged to his muscular torso. It was almost a struggle to peel it over his head. Once shirtless, Thomas checked himself out in the mirror. Since joining the SkinTrade gym, he saw marked improvement in his workouts, growing more muscular. His tattooed pecs and shoulders were more muscular and his tattooed back was broader and more shredded. He never was in better shape in his life as he was now. People were complimenting him, telling how big he looked, fellow officers were calling him a beast and jacked. “Hey, Officer McMuscles,” Roger laughed as he patted the police officer on the shredded, broad back. The older lawyer hand lingered on the mountainous back while admiring the detailed tattoo of two griffins flaking a crown. McMuscles and Officer Muscles were two popular nicknames for Thomas at the gym. Thomas knew Roger from several trials that Officer McClure had testified on. “You're getting pretty big, Thomas,” Roger’s eyes hungrily traveled over Thomas’s body. “Thank you sir,” Thomas replied as the man openly checked him out as Officer McClure kicked off his heavy duty boots. Outside of SkinTrade, Thomas would be put off being openly flirted with by another man. However, he felt so mellow as he continued to unzip his pants. “You are looking like a beast, jacked,” Roger stood closer to the muscular police officer. Thomas had just stripped out of his uniform and was standing in his underwear when the lawyer boldly reached and gripped Thomas’s crotch. He would have felt angry being openly gropped, instead Thomas just stood there looking down at the older man’s hand. A feeling of blissful submissiveness washed over Thomas. Roger smiled as he squeezed and rubbed the police officer’s cock through the black briefs. Thomas’s cock was growing hard in the lawyer’s hand. “You like that Officer,” Roger asked as he continued to fondle the police officer’s growing cock. “Yes, sir,” Thomas’s voice was relaxed. “Get down on your knees and suck my cock,” Roger pulled his hand away from Thomas’s hard-on and pulled down his own shorts and underwear. The normally dominant cop slowly knelt before the older, smaller man. Thomas opened his mouth and took the cock into his mouth. Roger moaned as the sexy muscular police officer worked his cock with his mouth and tight throat. The older man was in pure heaven. He knew he would cum if Thomas kept it up and Roger wanted to cum inside that beautiful man's ass. Officer Thomas suddenly had the need for the man’s cum. Semen had all the nutrition and protein he needed to grow. All the straight man’s inhibition of sucking or getting fucked by another man and taking cum was gone. Roger pulled Thomas off his cock and pulled the taller police officer up onto his feet. Thomas offered no resistance as he was turned around and his underwear was roughly pulled down. The police officer’s muscular ass looked so flawless and perfect that it caused Roger’s mouth to water. Placing a hand in the middle of Thomas’s shredded back, Roger pushed him forward. Thomas held out his muscular powerful arms to brace himself against the lockers, as Roger aimed his cock between the large, fat ass cheeks. He grabbed Thomas’s narrow waist and roughly pushed into the coppussy. Thomas grunted as he was penetrated. Roger was rough as pulled out and thrusted back in. The very thought of dominating the muscular, alpha cop was turning the lawyer on. He slammed hard and deep and the police officer was taking it all. Roger thrusted deep into Thomas and with a cry came in waves, filling the cop’s ass. Thomas came out of the locker room into the weight room of the SkinTrade gym wearing only his police issued cap, sneakers, headphones, and black briefs. His mind blocked out all thoughts of the world outside of the gym as his headphones bombarded his mind with subliminal messages. To grow men must submit Being submissive is pleasurable Giving up control is pleasurable Bottoming is pleasurable In SkinTrade gym all your stress fade away as you submit Thomas had no concerns that he was half naked in only his underwear walking around and working out with other men. He felt so blissfully relaxed. Thomas began pumping out curls with 50, 55, and 60 dumbbell weights. As he pumped out the reps, he could feel the load that Roger had deposited deep in Thomas’s ass. It made him feel relaxed and more energized.