I don't know of any other cock sucking cops. As far as I know, I am the only one on my entire crew. Sure I have my suspicions about a couple of them, but as they say in court, there's a mountain of suspicion but not one shred of proof. Call me hard to convince, but the only proof I would accept, quite frankly, is a fellow officer's knob in my ass. So many shifts passed in total sexual frustration -- getting changed in the locker room was the worst of all, with all that beef around me stepping in and out of the showers, and some seriously well mounted horseflesh on display.

So out of frustration I made a point of getting to know the local gay beat, and would (and do) often visit a few of my favourite haunts of an evening, or even during my shift if I happened to be an "alpha" unit, with a car to myself. I live in a suburb of western Sydney, Australia, called Penrith. It doesn't have much to recommend it to anyone, but there area a number of parks where you are almost guaranteed of some late night action.
My first and best group fuck was a total fluke. I had just finished my shift, and had a dark jumper thrown over the top of my work clothes. I drove to a park beside the local river, and wandered across the oval to where the action often is among some trees. I could see several guys wandering about, mostly in singles, but there were a couple of pairs. It was the most I'd seen on any single night, and even before I made the cover of the trees I'd unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out.

I found a park bench and sat on the top, starting to undress. I knew there were ten or fifteen guys who could see me from various points in the park, but the knowledge only made me hornier. I stripped off completely and was reclining, legs spread, really slapping my meat, which was rock hard by that stage.

The first guy who came over deserves a reward, I decided, and when he did make a move it was just what I was looking for. I am six-one and fairly heavy build, but this guy was a gorilla. Easily four inches taller than me, broad shouldered, really deep voice, and hairy. He came over and watched me for a minute, hand down his own pants, then leaned forward and took my cock in his hand. He gave it a hard squeeze that had me wincing in pain, and half thinking I should give this motherfucker a good kick in the head for that.
Glad I didn't. He unzipped and pulled out an astonishing piece of man flesh. I instantly thought, mate you are not going to be fitting THAT into my poor, sorry ass! Boy, was I wrong!

True to my word, he got the works. We instantly changed positions, and I went onto my knees on the seat with him sitting on the tabletop. I cupped his balls in my left hand, teasing the massive length of his shaft with my right hand for a while before I took him in my mouth. I lubed him up properly with my saliva, then swapping my mouth with slow, doubled handed wanking.