'Frisk' him

The man's visibly drunk, there's not much else you can do for him at this point. It looks like the police officer is about to haul him off until you interject.

"I better check you for weapons," you say to the man, scooching around the policeman to take a position behind the drunk man. The cop seems to stop what he's doing at your words and backs up against his squad car, waiting for you to be done with your 'search'.

The drunk man looks over his shoulder at you with clear confusion, as you lightly press him against the hood of his car. You're a bit unsure how this is gonna go down, and the eyes the police officer is making towards you are quite unnerving, keeping you from getting in the mood. Still though, you press your body against the man's rump and begin your search.

Slowly, you wrap your hands around the man's body, placing them around his torso region. You bring your hands along the man's stomach, tracing around his belly before working your way up to his pecs. From there, you press against them, assessing their firmness as you push your dick against the man's thigh.

"Ugh, You just gonna do nothing about this, copper?" the drunk man berates, making gestures with his hands behind his back, still in cuffs.

The cop simply shrugs out of the corner of your eye, as you put your hands under the man's shirt to feel up his surprisingly hairy chest. The man moans as your fingers play with his nipples while your thumbs caress the sides of his chest. The sweet spot?

You stop your **** on the man for a moment, adjusting yourself before pulling your pants down and returning to his stimulation. You press your rigid cock against the man's ass, lightly teasing yourself between his cheeks. The man seems to be enjoying the sensations now, and you think it's time for the next step of your plans.

You level yourself to that of the man's hole, and in one fell swoop you thrust in, your precum thankfully easing the friction. The man yelps at the intrusion, but soon begins to let out a frustrated growl, for lack of a better word to describe it. Your hands continue to play with his pecs, but you can feel the man getting antsy and start bringing them down to his groin.

You move your hands around his waistband, feeling only to notice the man is rock hard as well. Accepting his unspoken request, you wrap your hand around his cock and begin to pump. The man squeals at your advances, rocking in his position against the dented sedan. You groan in turn as the muscles in his ass tense up, stimulating you further.

You think you're going to cum - you know you're going to cum; but when? The man is obviously enjoying himself at this moment, bucking rhythmically as his cum soaks your hand in his pants, you're a little disappointed you couldn't enjoy that moment with him. Still though, you feel your climax coming on, and brace yourself by using the scruff of the man's T-shirt for support.

You cum; but it's not like before. Each thrust brings new levels to the sensation, and you're left wondering how much time has passed since you started. It feels like a minute, but you can't be sure. Your cock's pulsating begins to slow down, leaving you spent inside the man's rectum.

"Alright, that's it!" the cop cries, practically ripping you off the man's ass. What you thought was done you feel once more, as your dick twitches and a stray rope of cum goes flying to the pavement below. The drunk man's ass remains fully exposed, dripping with your cum, as the officer throws him into the back of the squad car.