Have him use his nightstick....

You're ready to kick this show up to the next level. "Hey copper! How about you shove your nightstick up your ass!" you say. You'd said this to cops before but this was the first time one obliged. He reaches down and slides the thick black truncheon out of its holster. The look of anger shifts to panic, but already he is licking the whole length of the baton and passing it along his naked ass crack. He lays on the bench, beside you, and straddles a leg over the back, revealing his tight pink, virgin hole to you. He positions the blunt end of the nightstick against his hole and then, with a pained grunt, begins to push it inside.

The shaft is easily two inches thick, maybe more, and his novice ass hole is not ready for it. He yelps in pain, but continues, and you hope that the rules about the wish not doing permanent harm are true; this must certainly be pushing that limit. He bites his lip as he slowly pushes the stick further in until at last he exhales slowly, having taken in roughly a foot of baton. You're impressed. "Wow, how's that feel?" you ask, genuinely curious.

"I feel like I'm going to split open!" he pants, moaning slightly. You take a hold of the handle and gently withdraw it, eliciting a slightly pained moan and some wincing from the cop. "Relax" you tell him, as you give the baton a twist and begin to slide it back in. Another moan, but seemingly less pained. You begin to work the baton in and out of the cops ass, twisting and sliding. You're surprise it moves so easily without lubrication; it seems to do so with only minimal friction. The fabric of the cops jock begins to darken as the stimulation of his prostate begins to **** precum out.

"There, you're enjoying it now, aren't you" you tell him.

"Fuck you, queer! I don't like this...stop..." he gasps.

"Tell the truth" you say.

"OK...it feels good....painful...but good" he manages, blushing.

"I thought so, I can see your cock drooling" you say, using your free hand to release his cock out of his jockstrap. You begin to pump his cock with your hand as you work the nightstick into his ass, enjoying the sound of his moaning becoming less pained and more eager.

"Fuck! I'm going to blow my load!" he groans.

"No you're not" you tell him "you cum when I cum". He moans in frustration, his orgasm magically blocked until you have your own release. You continue pumping your fist up and down his drooling cock.

"Please! Please let me cum!" he begs, barely able to speak, his eyes rolled back.

"I told you, not until I cum" you say, taunting.

"Fuck me then!" he pleads "I need to cum, fuck me and let me cum!"

"If you insist" you say, withdrawing the baton from his ass. He moans painfully as his hole begins to shrink back. You waste no time in unbuttoning your jeans and whipping out your eager cock. You position the head of your cock against his hole, feeling a silky smoothness resembling lubrication. "Do you want my cock?" you ask, taunting again.

"Yes, yes, I want it, fuck my ass and let me cum!" he begs, the inability to reach climax seeming to be driving him mad. You thrust your hips and give him your cock, right up to the balls. Even having taken the thick night stick, he's exquisitely tight.

"Fuck me! Fuck me please!" he pleads. You pump your hips hard and fast, noting the slapping noise of your balls hitting off his buttocks.

"Do you like that? Does that feel good?" you ask

"Yes, yes you fucking sicko, it feels great" he moans, spurring you to fuck him harder, slamming yourself into him more forcefully than you've ever fucked another person.

"Mmmm, I can feel my load coming" you tell him.

"Give it to me! I need to cum, just end this!" he begs.

"Oh yeah, I'll give you my hot load....here it comes" you grab his cock and with the last few pumps, push yourself over your limit and into glorious orgasm. You feel yourself empty into him and as you do so a rapturous moan escapes the cop as thick ropes of cum erupt from his cock. He barely breathes as the intensity of his orgasm twists his body with pleasure. He gasps for air, sweating, covered in long lines of his own semen, decorating his happy trail and chest hair. You pull out of his ass and stand beside him, offering your cock to his mouth.

"Clean that up" you command.

With some amount of exhausted effort the cop takes your dick into his mouth and licks off the residue, almost with an air of gratitude.

"That's right, my cock is the best thing that happened to you, you clean it off " you tell him.

"I hate you...you...." he begins but doesn't have the energy to continue. Having cleaned your cock completely, he slumps back on the bench, exhausted, and you decide to move on elsewhere.