#squad service

[service4cops]

“That’s quite a mouth you’ve got on you. Why don’t you come inside and put it to good use, and we’ll see how good you are with that tongue of yours.”

“So you want me to” I began, before he cut me off with “lick my arse, yeah, and while you’re down there, lick out the lads too, if you want our loads”.

That definitely wasn’t a question then, so I followed him inside where the lads were waiting, just aching to be fully serviced and relieved of their ball juice. 

[service4cops]

“Oh good, you’re here. Follow me, the boys are waiting.”

Yes they were, all NINE of them, after which I went to see the Chief and showed him my appreciation for letting to stop by and service the squad.

[service4cops]

“Oh good, you’re here . . . follow me.”

He led me to a room at the end of the hall where six members of his squad were waiting, pants around their ankles, with cocks rock hard just aching to be serviced. He just turned to me and said “okay, on your knees, you’ve got work to do” before turning and adding “come see me when you’re done” as he left. 

The squad wasted no time pulling rank, ordering me to service members in order of seniority, each holding my head down on their superior's stiff shaft while his brethren blew balls deep into my mouth, demanding I “stay down” and “swallow it!”

After servicing the entire squad and swallowing their sweet spew, I went to see the Sergeant, got on my knees and did the same for him . . . TWICE! After all, he outranked them all and so commanded a dedicated dick draining service. 

[service4cops]

“Hey, you made it, come on in, the boys are looking forward to it.”

Were they ever. By the time I was done, the entire squad had made use of my mouth and deposited their loads down my throat, twice. All eight of them! 

[service4cops]

“You’re right on time, the boys should be done with their training soon.”

I followed him in and he showed me to the room where the squad would come for debriefing after completing their grueling training.  And by debriefing he meant receiving some well-deserved and much need relief, after a job well done. 

So I spent the next hour-and-a-half on my knees, servicing all seven members of the elite squad, letting them kick back, relax, and relive all of that post-training stress, as they fired off round after round from their service weapons, and emptied their ball chambers.  

Once the last squad member was done using my mouth, I went to the see the Chief who asked how the boys were. “Stressed” I replied, but I soon took care of that. “Good man” he said” before adding “close the door” as he walked back around his desk, where I found him taking off his belt (locking it safely away), before looking over at me as saying “well seeing as you’re here, I could do with some relief myself.” 

He sat back, pants around his ankles, legs spread, as I got on my knees and gave him a dedicated and thorough servicing, gently licking and tonguing him with my warm, wet, mouth, and deep, probing tongue, until he was well serviced, fully drained, and completely relaxed. 

That was definitely worth getting out of bed for on a Sunday morning.

[service4cops]

“Good you’re here. I’ve got a room full of lads looking to be relieved, so get in there and take care of them. Come see me when you’re done, as I could do with some relief myself!”