Nailed

Outside, the night air crackles as two smoking-hot cops, Brendon Davies and Danny Mann, roll up to check a disturbance. Ken Browning's eyes lock on their tight uniforms, his cock throbbing with the urge to claim some prime cop ass. He nudges Nick Marino, who grins and yanks down his pants, flashing a firm, round backside that sways like a siren's call. The sight hits Brendon and Danny like a spark to dry tinder—their badges gleam under the streetlights, but their pants tent instantly, hunger overtaking duty. No time for questions. The four collide in a frenzy, lips crashing, hands groping. Brendon drops to his knees first, sucking Danny's thick shaft deep while Ken bends Nick over the squad car, slamming home with raw, urgent thrusts. They swap positions in a blur—Danny's tongue laps at Ken's balls as Nick rides Brendon's cock, asses clenching and releasing in rhythmic bliss. Each man takes his turn pounding the others' hot, greedy holes, the orgy exploding in sweat-slicked moans and the slap of skin on skin, badges forgotten in the heat of the chase.