Park Ranger

A flashlight moves, the light coming from behind. I turn onto my stomach and drop as low as I could. My heart beats rapidly in my chest. I'm a fucking idiot, jerking off here. Now I'll get caught, go to jail, maybe get expelled. Fuck, FUCK! The thoughts of my life collapsing in front of me bounce around in my mind. My cock is still hard and I grind against the cold metal grate floor of the play structure. I fucking hate myself.

"Boy! You there!" A man yells from below, his voice is gruff and I don't move.

But the flashlight isn't shining on me. It's shining below me. I stay still for a moment longer, listening to what's happening.

"Park ranger services! You boy, stop right there!" The flashlight shines right beneath the structure. And through the grate, I see my roommate Anthony, completely naked, illuminated by the flashlight. He covers himself, but he's clearly hard as hell. His nine inch, coke-can-size cock can't just be hidden behind his hands, even if they are massive. His football build, large and brawny, is usually very intimidating. But in the light of the Ranger's flashlight, he cowers, hunching over and shrinking himself. I'm grinding harder against the grate, I've never seen Anthony like this, so scared and so ****. It lights a fire inside my groin and I pleasure myself as I watch the scene unfold.

"You faggot boy, where're your clothes?" The Ranger comes into view and I didn't think there was anyone bigger than Anthony, but there this man was. He's taller than Anthony, like four or five inches taller. His muscles bulge beneath his tight uniform. The man had dark hair, cut short under a large cow-boy hat. His shirtless torso ripples with cut abs, covered in a thick layer of hair. His pants are a deep green, with a badge clipped on them indicating his status as a government official. But they did nothing to hide what hid beneath his pants. The man's cock was enormous and sat snug against his thigh. I almost creamed right there.

"I asked you a question boy." The ranger approaches the naked Anthony, shivering and wide-eyed. "Where are your clothes?"

"I-I don't know." Anthony's voice practically whispers his response.

The Ranger clicks his tongue, shaking his head.

"Well then, we've got quite the problem here." The Ranger circles Anthony, shining his flashlight over my roommates naked body. He's muscular, but not nearly as cut as the ranger. And even in his fear, his cock remains erect. The Ranger takes notice.

"Move your hands boy." He gestures with his flashlight. Anthony pauses for a moment, but removes them quickly. His nine inch erection bounces in front of him. Fuck, it's beautiful. I've never seen it hard before, and the mere sight of it coming out of his messy bush of reddish-brown pubic hair makes with asshole twitch.

"I see." The Ranger walks up to Anthony and nudges his cock with the flashlight. Anthony bites his lip and moans.

"You a faggot, boy?" The question seems to shock Anthony, wide-eyed and mouth agape.

"No, sir." He replies, his voice meek and shaky.

"I think that's a lie." The Ranger says gruffly and grips Anthony's hard cock in his massive hands.

Anthony moans loudly this time, and then clenches his jaw, looking at his cock being man-handled by the ranger.

"You have a nice cock here, boy." The man releases Anthony's tool and unbuckles his pants. "But have a look at some real, man-meat."

The Ranger drops his pants and steps out of them, unveiling the foot-long flaccid penis trapped inside them. Anthony and I, our mouths drop opened at the same time. I had to stop moving, I almost came at that moment.