'Oh Shit...!!!', thought Brent lookin' over at the 'C.H.P.' Officer sittin' on his bike... Brent saw it was a B.M.W. 1250, totally decked out in the 'C.H.P.' gear..... 'Thank God, I'd kept my cock in my pants when I just blew my load'......., thought Brent....
The Officer was waitin' for him......

For some reason, maybe tryin' to 'impress' the Officer, instead of just turnin' the key, Brent 'kick-started' his bike, and it roared back to life.... He slowly rode it over to the 'C.H.P.' Officer...... The closer he got, he realized the Officer was totally hot...!!!!

Still sittin' astride his big bike, he was pretty amazing to look at...!!! Brent thought he looked like the guys in that old 'CHiPs' T.V.show, Jon and 'Ponch'...... Growin' up as a little kid, he was always somewhat 'fascinated' about that show, when he saw 'em on 're-runs'..... Watchin' that show, always made him feel a little bit 'tingly'....... Maybe that was why he had always wanted a bike........

Brent got off his bike, and approached the Officer. Even with the Officer's helmet on, Brent realized that this guy had the 'bluest-of-blue' eyes.... And some curly blond hair under his helmet. His 'C.H.P.' uniform seemed to be 'custom-fit'. It was so totally tight !!! He was wearin' a short sleeve shirt, with the 'C.H.P.' patches on the sleeves, and some 'chevrons' underneath the patches.... 'Must be pretty high up...', thought Brent....

He had on some tight leather 'biker' gloves, a 'Sam-Browne' belt around his waist, with the upper belt through the right shoulder strap of his shirt. The left strap of his shirt had his radio attached to it. There was a bright , shiny 'C.H.P.' star pinned to the left front of his shirt, along with his silver name-tag..... And one thing that really got Brent's attention, was the almost knee-high boots he was wearin'.... Black and polished and shiny, 'Dehners...???'.... 'F**K...!!! ', he was so hot lookin'....., thought Brent, but it even got better when the Officer got off his bike........

Brent was pretty tall at 6 foot, 2 inches, but this guy was at least 6 feet, 4....... !!! And his body was so toned and worked-out....!!! And the way he fit into his uniform.......!!!! Brent was totally taken back to 'reality', when the Officer simply said, in a very firm and masculine voice.... "License and registration.......".

Brent knew that the registration for the bike was in the somewhat 'clean' saddle-bag, but his license was in his 'biker-wallet',
which was in the back right pocket of his really messed up leather jeans.... Gettin' the registration out first, he gave it to the Officer.

"Uhhh, my license is in my wallet, this might take a moment....., ". Brent said, as he started to try and pull out his wallet from the mess in the back of the seat of his jeans.... 'What a total mess I've had made of myself..., and now I'll probably get a ticket, or even worse, maybe even havta' to go to jail...!!!'', thought Brent, as he finally pulled the wallet outta' his rear-pocket, un-snapped it, and fortunately, found the insides of it was still pretty dry and clean...... He handed his license over to the Officer........

But the Officer was starin' at him, with those incredible blue-eyes..... Brent couldn't quite get what was goin' on, but he 'sensed' something was up.... .And when he glanced down at the Officer's totally tight, 'C.H.P.' pants and crotch, he could swear that it had gotten somewhat 'larger'........