Unfortunately for him (And fortunately for us), no.

Officer-much-bigger-than-me kept parading my naked self through the park, grabbing my ass, and pushing my crotch out toward any group that seemed interested. I could hardly fight back against this debasement with my arms bound, my cock stiffening, and that hunky perv keeping my legs moving forward. Even through a scattered crowd of people leaving their yoga practice.

“Holy crap, look Justin — that guy’s naked!”

“Aww, looks like they caught the pervert.”

“Woof.”

“Nice cock, dude.”

My red blush turned scarlet when a couple hot women on roller skates fell over distracted at the sight of me; scarlet then became crimson when group of Japanese tourists pointed at my dick, giggled with each other behind their flashing cameras; and then a deep, soul-crushing burgundy burned across my cheeks when my crush Aubrey watched my penis throb into view while I was pushed around bare-naked in handcuffs.

“S-S-Seth!?” She shouted, the fringes of her green-dyed hair falling away from her shocked face as she gawked on in disbelief. From behind her glasses, her eyes just kept getting wider, and her pupils dilated as she tracked the movements of my rock-hard member. “I… I…”