Chapter 4

What's next?

Searching a manly man

I left the coffee shop after the black girl got searched, she was still crying as she put her clothes back on. I walked down the street a bit till i came to a convenient store. There was about 4 people in line, the last 2 people tho looked like a couple. A man and woman, both in their 30s. The woman was very pretty, about 5’7 or so, nice figure, pretty face. Her fella was a tall, buryly dude also in his 30s. He was a standard looking guy, with nice arms, facial hair and a stern masculine face. I approached them both and turned to the man. “Sir im gonna need you to come over here, i need to search your person immediately .” The two of them protested loudly of course. The guy got all loud and defensive, his girl shouted at me and told me i didnt have the right to do that. After going back and forth for a minute the man finally accepted and stepped to the side. He took his shirt off and angirly threw it at me. “The pants next sir.” I said. He looked around and at his girlfriend and alowly took his pants off. He handed them to me, his face turning red with anger as he stood there in a pair of grey boxer briefs, hus package clear as day. “All right that should be fine right?” He asked with a pissed off tone in his voice. “No its not sir, and if you want this to end soon id suggest you cooperate.” I said holding out my hand. With a beet red face, bulging in rage he took his underwear off with shaking hands. His big hairy balls and floppy 7 inch cock falling out. There were gasps and snickers as his manhood was exposed to everyone.