[Detective Captain]

Criminal Police Captain (
Author: Unknown; Word Count: 6662)
Eight years ago, at 28, I was the captain of the criminal police team in the branch bureau. One night in August, a robbery occurred within our jurisdiction. A businessman from out of town, who was staying at the International Hotel and had come to the city to invest and set up a business, was knocked unconscious and robbed of tens of thousands of yuan worth of valuables by a group of thugs posing as businesspeople. Because the city was creating a favorable investment environment at the time to attract more foreign investors, this case shocked all the city leaders. The order to solve the case within five days added immense pressure to me, the criminal police captain. Fortunately, on the third day after the incident, we received a report from an informant: the case was committed by the "South Bank Gang," led by "Blackie." That night, while the suspects were drinking at a hotel, we apprehended
eight suspects, including "Blackie. "
After the criminals were apprehended, we organized police forces to begin interrogation that very night. As the team leader, I visited each interrogation room to observe and understand the results. When I arrived at interrogation room number 3, the suspect caught my attention. He was about 180 cm tall, very handsome and strong, with a few strands of blond hair dyed on his forehead, thick eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose bridge, and smooth skin. His white t-shirt revealed his well-developed chest muscles. "So handsome," I thought to myself. I walked over and took the record from the interrogating officer. It clearly stated: Xiao Wenping, 26 years old, unemployed, residing at No. XX, XX Road, XX City. "Xiao Wenping, even his name sounds good!" I thought to myself again.
"Did he confess?" I asked the interrogating officer, Xiao Zhou. "No, these die-hards won't shed a tear until they see the coffin," Xiao Zhou replied. "Yes, the people we arrested tonight are all repeat offenders. They won't talk easily without sufficient evidence. I'm getting anxious. If we can't get confessions, the case isn't truly solved. But I only have two days left.
" "You guys go get some late-night snacks, I'll handle things here," I said to Xiao Zhou and the others. "Okay, Captain, thank you for your hard work." After Xiao Zhou and the others left, I carefully examined the suspect in front of me. "My God, how can a man be so handsome?!" To be honest, I'm not bad-looking myself. My colleagues once voted me the top of the five most handsome police officers in the city, but in front of him, I could only sigh, "Why did fate create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?" He also observed me with a look of panic and helplessness, and at the same time, I noticed another indescribable feeling in his eyes—was it affection, admiration, or something else entirely?
"You're so young and handsome, what couldn't you do? Why would you commit a crime?" Good heavens, am I crazy? How can a man tell another man he's handsome, especially a criminal? Although I'm gay, I've hidden it very cleverly for so many years. Even when my family pressures me to find a partner and get married, I always use being too busy with work as an excuse. To avoid arousing suspicion from my colleagues, I occasionally go on dates with girls, but none of them have been successful. My colleagues all say I'm too good for them (my parents are both high-ranking officials, I'm an only child, and I became a deputy-level cadre at 28), and no girl is good enough for me.
Only I know the reasons behind this. But today, I praised a criminal's looks in front of him. If he's gay too, won't he immediately guess my sexual orientation? I glanced at him furtively. He was looking at me with a strange expression. I quickly covered it up, saying, "Tell me, how did you commit this crime!"
"Captain, we really didn't do it." "You're so stubborn! We have plenty of evidence, otherwise we wouldn't have caught you so quickly. Even now, you still won't confess!" I yelled, feigning fierceness, but even I could tell it was just bluffing. For some reason, ever since I met him, I felt a sense of camaraderie, and my speech was completely different from my usual style.
"Stand up and take off all your clothes. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think the police are useless." Good heavens, this was another blunder on my part. Making a criminal take off their clothes might work in the dead of winter; the criminal, freezing, would confess. But this is the height of summer! Will making them take off their clothes work?! Maybe I wanted to see him naked. Indeed, when I saw his high nose and long fingers, I guessed his penis must be huge—that's why I made him undress.
I thought he'd protest, but to my surprise, he quickly stood up, took off his t-shirt, then his jeans, and then put his hand on the waistband of his underwear, giving me a questioning look.
"Quick, take it all off," I said, trying to hide my excitement. He then unhesitatingly took off his white briefs.
"My God!" I don't know how many times I'd exclaimed. This was the most beautiful naked man I'd ever seen. Because I'm quite attractive myself, I have very high standards for choosing sexual partners. All my regular partners are handsome men, but compared to the man before me, they're simply not in the same league.
His tall, strong body was unmarked, his skin, though not very pale, was healthy. Two large nipples stood out prominently on his well-developed pectoral muscles. His chest hair was sparse but sexy, the curly black hair connecting seamlessly with the thick pubic hair below. He had six distinct muscle groups on his lower abdomen, clearly indicating regular exercise. A 14-centimeter-long, semi-erect penis hung between his legs, the dark red glans, about the size of an egg, protruding from the foreskin. Two large testicles hung quietly amidst the hair. His thick legs were covered in dense, dark pubic hair.
"Truly the world's largest slut," I thought, feeling a tightness between my legs; my thing was hard. I could no longer control my lust, but I tried to speak calmly, even though it was difficult for me.
"You're saying you didn't do this case?"
"Yes, I'm not lying."
"Okay, then let's not talk about this case for now. Tell me, did you do the rape in Guangming Community?" This was another trick I used, my aim being to further seduce this man who made my heart race and my libido surge.
"Oh my god, I never do that kind of thing." This time it was his turn to cry out.
"Nonsense, the victim described your characteristics as those of a rapist."
"Captain, if I wanted to get a woman, I could find one anywhere these days. Besides, I'm so handsome, women would come to me. Why would I need to rape someone?!" he argued.
"You say you didn't, but we have physical evidence. Come on, get your semen out yourself, we'll take it for testing." I wanted to see the state of his penis when it was erect.
"Here?" he asked in surprise.
"Yes, here. We're all men, what are we afraid of?!" To make this act last longer, I called Xiao Zhou and the others, telling them to go to sleep for a while and come back to relieve me later in the night.
He had already started masturbating, and within two minutes, his penis had grown large. Sure enough, it was 20 centimeters long and 6 centimeters thick, with a glans the size of a duck egg. The shaft was covered with green veins, and clear fluid was seeping from the urethral opening. He was also passionately stroking his own breasts while vigorously masturbating. I couldn't hold back any longer and quietly reached into my pants, stroking my 17-centimeter penis.
"Ah... Captain, I'm about to come. What should I use to cover it?"
"Oh," I quickly pulled my hand out of my crotch and grabbed the disposable teacup that Xiao Zhou and the others were drinking from, handing it to him. "Shoot here."
He took the cup and held it to his penis. A stream of white liquid shot into the cup, a full seven or eight times. He let out a long sigh of relief. At that moment, for some reason, I also ejaculated, all of it into my underwear, and it felt like I ejaculated much more than usual.
"Okay, put your clothes on."
He didn't move, only looking at me with a strange and complicated gaze. I saw that adoration and admiration in his eyes again. Yes, this time I wasn't mistaken, it was adoration and admiration.
"I told you to put on your clothes, why aren't you moving?!"
Suddenly he said, "Captain, didn't you want to know about the case at the International Hotel?"
"Yes, you know?"
"Yes, we did that case!"
I was stunned. After interrogating him for so long, he hadn't confessed. Why did he suddenly admit it now? To be honest, subconsciously, I really didn't want him to be a criminal.
"Captain, as long as you keep it a secret, I'll tell you everything."
I quickly pulled myself together. "Okay, as long as you confess honestly, I'll explain it to the court and give you leniency."
After putting on his clothes, this criminal named Xiao Wenping poured out his heart about the entire process of their crime.
The case was solved, and I was awarded a second-class merit. The criminals were severely punished by law, and Xiao Wenping was sentenced to five years and six months in prison.
Eight years have passed since then. For eight years, I've been obsessed, constantly thinking about this criminal I only met once. Even when having sex with other partners, just remembering Xiao Wenping's expression while masturbating would ignite my lust, and I would torment my partner like a wild beast in bed. I've met him in my dreams more than once, and we've made love wildly in our dreams more than once. I always fantasize about one day having his thick, long penis inserted into my anus, even though I've never been a bottom.
I thought I would never see this criminal who haunted my dreams again, but unexpectedly, one day in March three years ago, shortly after I took up my position as deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Department, I was presiding over a criminal investigation meeting when the reception office called to say that a young man named Xiao Wenping was looking for me.
Hearing "Xiao Wenping," a name I'd held in my heart for eight years, I felt a mix of excitement and unease.
"He's out of prison. What does he want?"
I hurriedly ended the meeting and rushed downstairs.
It was him. Still so handsome, so dashing, so sexy, only the life in prison had given him a touch of melancholy, but in my eyes, he was even more charming.
"It's you, out of prison?"
"Yes."
He flashed a bright smile, one I hadn't seen when I interrogated him five years ago.
"What do you want?"
"Captain, I'm here to thank you."
"Thank me? Why thank me? It's good enough that you don't hate me." "
I've never hated you, really. " "
Good. What are your plans now that you're back? Don't do anything illegal
again." "Don't worry, I won't."
Eight years ago, I learned from his file that he'd lost his parents at a young age and grown up with his aunt and uncle. His aunt had always treated him badly, and after graduating from junior high, he'd gone and hung out with Blackie and his gang. He was sure he was homeless again.
"I don't have much to do, I'm just grateful to have something to eat,"
a feeling of sympathy welled up inside me. "Let's not talk about anything else for now, it's time to eat. I'll treat you to a meal to celebrate your new life."
"No, no, how could I let a detective captain treat a criminal like me to a meal?!" he refused.
"Stop arguing, you're just like me now that you're out, there's no such thing as a criminal or not, come on!"
Without further ado, I pulled him into my car.
At the dinner table, after a few drinks, he gradually changed his awkward demeanor and became more talkative.
"Captain, you like me, don't you?"
"What? How could you say something like that?!" My unease suddenly rose. It seemed he wasn't here to thank me, he must have found out about the time he made me masturbate 5 years ago, and this time he was here to blackmail me.
"Captain, don't rush me, I didn't mean anything by it. Actually, I fell deeply in love with you the first time I saw you five years ago, which is why I confessed to the case so readily. Otherwise
, I would never have said a word." So that's it. No wonder he confessed to my crimes so readily.
"Captain, in prison, I thought of you more than once, and secretly vowed to find you after I got out. I'm not afraid to tell you, I like men, especially men like you—handsome and manly. At night in prison, just thinking about how handsome you were in your police uniform made me masturbate uncontrollably. When you said I was handsome and made me masturbate to ejaculation, I knew you also liked men. Who makes a prisoner ejaculate to solve a case? You could just pull out a hair to check!" He said smugly.
"You know quite a lot, kid."
"Captain," he suddenly became serious. "I like you, and you like me too. Can we be friends?"
"Being friends is no problem. How do you know I like you?"
"No gay guy has ever met someone I don't like." He became smug again, a truly petty person.
"Are you gay?"
"Yes, actually Blackie and Sanmao are too. I became gay after Blackie seduced me." Sanmao was also in their group. I still remember what he looked like—not tall, very fair-skinned, looking like a college student, but he was already 28 at the time. He was sentenced to eight years and is still serving his sentence.
I was speechless. To be honest, becoming his lover was my dream, but was he reliable? What if Blackie and the others found him after they got out? If our affair was exposed, I'd be finished. Seeing my hesitation, he spoke again: "Captain, I'm sincere. I will never implicate you."
Finally, lust triumphed over reason. "Okay, I really like you too. As long as you resolutely stop associating with Hei Pi and the others, we can be together."
"Really?" I suddenly noticed tears welling up in his eyes, and I was moved too. Seeing that the door to the restaurant's private room was closed, I went to his side and hugged him tightly. Our lips met in a kiss, the longest kiss of my life. His tongue swirled in my mouth, and I felt my penis hardening again. My hand reached down to his crotch, and his penis stood erect like an iron rod. His hand also reached down to my erection. And so, we kissed and touched, forgetting time and ourselves, kissing so passionately and touching so tenderly, until the knock on the door.
We hurriedly finished dinner, and I took him back to my place. As soon as we entered, we kissed again and hastily stripped off all our clothes. "Oh my god, this is the huge cock I've been dreaming about all night!" I grabbed the enormous thing and gently stroked it. He grabbed mine and stroked it too. We kissed and stroked each other as we moved towards the room. Once on the bed, he eagerly pushed me down and took my dark brown cock into his mouth, sucking and stroking it vigorously. "Mmm—so good—mmm—ah—," the intense pleasure made me moan softly. I gently turned his body so his crotch was facing my face, and I grabbed his cock and sucked on it. Soon, both of our cocks became thicker and harder. While he was sucking on my cock, he stroked around my anus with his fingers, occasionally inserting them inside. I imitated him, sucking and playing with his anus.
Suddenly, I remembered something important. I looked up and asked him, "Really, are you a top or a bottom?"
"Whatever, what about you?" He didn't even look up, continuing to suck my cock with relish. "Me too."
To be honest, I'd always been the one fucking others, never let anyone penetrate me, but for him, I'd do anything, let alone be the bottom and let him fuck me.
We continued. His cock-sucking skills were amazing; one moment he'd lick the glans with his tongue, the next he'd gently lift my pubic hair with his mouth, then he'd wrap his mouth around my testicles and stroke them with his tongue. Under his superb sexual techniques, I was so aroused I could only moan.
"Brother, can I fuck you?" He changed his way of addressing me.
"Mmm," I panted, taking some lubricant from the bedside table and handing it to him.
He smeared some lubricant on my anus and his penis, lifted my legs high, and guided his penis close to my vagina. I felt the head of his penis gently rubbing against my anus. With excitement and anticipation, I cried out, "Baby, hurry up and put it in."
"Okay, brother, I'm going in." He thrust his body forward, and as soon as the head of his penis went in a little, I felt a tearing pain in my anus. "Ah, it hurts, slower."
"Brother, you've never been penetrated before?" He stopped and asked me strangely.
"Yes, this is my first time." I was sweating profusely from the pain.
"I'm sorry, brother, you should fuck me instead." He pulled out the head of his penis.
"No, baby, I just want you to fuck me. Let me be the bottom again."
"Brother, you're too good to me," he said, his voice choked with emotion.
"Come on, slowly." "Okay, brother, just bear with it, it'll be over soon."
He slowly inserted his penis into my anus again. I bit down hard on the pillowcase, enduring the intense pain. Finally, his glans went in, and the shaft went in too. He paused for a moment, then started thrusting. I felt waves of urgency, although I knew I didn't need to defecate. But I still felt uncomfortable. To avoid scaring him away, I could only grit my teeth and moan softly.
He started by thrusting gently, then gradually increased the intensity. The pain slowly disappeared, replaced by pleasure. My moans changed from pain to wanton cries of pleasure: "Big dick baby, you're making me feel so good, thrust harder, a little harder."
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Suddenly, he reached out and lifted me, a 180cm tall, 72kg man, up by the waist, while his penis remained inside my vagina. He stood on the ground, kissing me as he thrust in and out.
After about ten minutes of thrusting, he put me back on the bed and continued thrusting into me in the same position as before.
He took me from one erogenous zone to another, and suddenly he shouted, "I'm going to cum!"
I felt a gush of hot liquid shoot straight into my rectum. Under such intense stimulation, I also ejaculated simultaneously.
After the climax, we lay quietly together, too exhausted to clean the semen from our bodies and anuses. Only our hands remained tightly gripping each other's penises.
"Brother, was it good?" he asked.
"Mmm," I replied.
"Brother, let's do it again, it's your turn to fuck me."
"Are you still going?"
"What a joke, as long as you're going to, I won't back down no matter how many times."
"Okay, let's do it again." I'm also a man with a very strong sex drive. I remember once having sex with a staff officer in the army, I fucked him seven times in one night.
We started with kissing again, then performed oral sex in a 69 position. Soon, both of our penises were rock hard again. After applying lubricant to my penis and his anus, I inserted my penis into his hole. He must have been penetrated many times before, so it went in easily.
"You've been penetrated by Blackie and the others many times, right?" I asked.
"Yes, we do it almost every night. Blackie is addicted; he can't sleep if he doesn't do it at night. But I also fuck him, only Sanmao only does bottom; he never fucks anyone else." He answered every question.
Suddenly, I felt a pang of jealousy. He sensed it too and quickly said, "Brother, I will never let anyone else fuck me again. My hole belongs only to you."
I thrust vigorously into his hole. It was another exhilarating lovemaking session, and we both ejaculated at the same time.
And so, Xiao Wenping and I became lovers, body and soul united. I lived with him. Since my family never came to my place, I let him live in my home and, through connections, got him a managerial job at the market. Our life was filled with happiness and joy, and our sex life was very fulfilling. I also got used to being bottom. Although I mostly remained the dominant partner, I severed all ties with my other sexual partners and truly lived a monogamous life.
I thought this life would continue forever, until we grew old and met our maker. But unexpectedly, at the beginning of this year, several of their former gang members, including Sanmao, were released from prison. They immediately contacted Xiao Wenping, saying that their boss, Heipi, had leaked information about the case and that they should have taken Xiao Wenping upon their release.
And so, my lover was murdered by them in an abandoned parking lot. When I arrived at the scene and saw him, he was already lying there lifeless. I could no longer hide my emotions; I embraced his body and wept uncontrollably. He's gone, and I feel like I'm dead too. I haven't recovered for six months.
[The End]

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