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I need to make it clear that when I say cock fights, I do not mean roosters, I mean cock fights with naked human males and their naked cocks. Have the cock fights with a large mostly females of all ages audience.

The Practice Dummy
Part Ten. Tug of War


The three girls and four guys scattered in different directions. I gave chase one direction and then another as my speedo gets tossed from
person to person. I'm keenly aware there is a gathering of onlookers, mainly little kids who cheer on the absurd spectacle.

I suppose if I was in the same place those kids are I'd be doing the same. If I came along when a girl of my age was running around like a
headless chicken, chasing her bikini top as it's tossed back and forth among her friends, I would have happily watched. I had no choice but
to play the ridiculous and humiliating game of Keep Away. Angie, to her credit, joined me in trying to retrieve my swimsuit, so it turned into
a two against seven matchup. I did try to keep myself covered as I ran, one hand covering my genitals, one hand outstretched as I chased my
swimsuit.

I kept my eye on the ball so to speak, kept my eye on the speedo as it flies from the hand of Sanders to one of the girls to Rodney. Finally,
I was able to get to a player before my swimsuit is tossed to somebody else. I was able to grab my speedo while Rodney has it in his hand.
What was a game of chase turned into a game of "Tug of War". I pulled but Rodney won't let go. He is bigger than me, but I was able to drag
him a little way as the rest of the group and an increasing number of watchers grows around me.

I'm forced to use both hands to try to yank my swimsuit away from the bigger Rodney. I briefly glance at the unfortunately large number of
pre-teen children, kids Angie's age and even younger. The little ones point their fingers at me. The teenage girls laugh hysterically.

Angie rushes in, grabs the speedo and she too tries to yank it free. With each tug and yank the swimsuit stretches wider and longer. I have
hold of the waistband and so does Angie. Rodney holds on where the leg holes are, holds onto the crotch seams. The suit can't handle the
stresses tossed at it, and there is a loud ripping sound. My speedo tears apart. Starting at the buttside of the suit it rips.

Uproarious laughter, shouts of glee, the clapping of hands, all this and more ensues when everyone sees my suit ripped to shreds.
I'm left holding the waistband. Rodney holds the main section of the Polyester and Lycra material. Angie ends up with the tie string.

I may have ended up winning the Cock Fight, but the second game left me naked with nothing to put on, and I'm in the middle of a city
park surrounded by seven teens and a dozen youngsters. Angie sums up the situation well. Situation is hopeless.

"Run, Dirk. Run for our bikes."

And run I did. I had to dodge Joey as he tries to grab me. I feel the sharp sting of fingernails as one of the teenage girls tries to stop me, her
fingers grasping at my arms and backside. As I run from the basketball court toward where Angie and I parked our bikes, I had to slow down a
bit so Angie wasn't left behind. Truth be told, Rodney or one of the other big boys would have grabbed Angie. She could not outrun the four athletic basketball boys.

"What is going on over there!"

The loud shout comes from a Park policeman, making his rounds on a very nice police bike. The shout from the officer makes the mob chasing
me and Angie stop. I don't stop, I grab my bike and get on. Angie runs up alongside me, and soon she is mounted on her bike and our getaway
resumes. Fortunately for us the police officer didn't give chase. I guess he figured out that I was the one in danger, or perhaps this event
wasn't significant enough for the officer to get involved. Maybe he didn't want to fill out the paperwork.

Riding my bike on the city streets presented another problem. Every car going by, the driver and passengers can see a naked teenager riding
a bicycle. Cars honk and kids shout from rolled down backseat windows. Angie and I am almost at our houses when we hear the wail of a siren behind us. Turning my head I see the front end of a city police car, the lights flashing.

"Pull over" comes an order from speakers built into the police cruiser. "Stop your bikes and pull over"

Angie and I did as ordered, pulling to the side of the road. I sit-stand on the bike as the police car pulls up close. The lights remain flashing
as the car door swings open. A female police officer, a young looking one, steps out of the car.

Young female officer! This should be interesting.

The Practice Dummy
Part 11. Accidental Confessions


I'm not sure how old a person has to be to be a police officer. The female officer, who had very nice straight brown hair and a super pretty face
must have been just out of the Police Academy. If I was to guess her age, I'd say she was twenty-two. Maybe being a new officer is why she
was looking so nervous. Even though I was freaking out I could see the officer didn't have the same level of confidence I've seen on older male
policemen. As she walked toward Angie and me she looked around like she expected a gang of goons to show up.

This is what Officer Daly looks like:
https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/5c/f7/135c ... 350837.jpg

"What are you two doing on the street...ah, the way you are?" the officer asks.

As she got nearer I looked at her name tag. Okay I was first noticing how stuffed the officer's uniform shirt was. The officer had a very slender
waist and she is stacked up top. In staring at her chest, I noticed the name tag. Officer Daly actually looks too young to be wearing that uniform,
as if she was a college chic playing the part of a police officer for a Halloween Party.

"We weren't doing nothing," Angie says, being the first one to speak up. Angie says the words with barely a hint of nervousness, as if going for
a bike ride in an almost nothing at all bikini with a naked riding partner is just a normal thing to be doing.

"Yeah, officer. We are just trying to get home," I added.

Officer Daly stops at the side of my bike. She reaches out a hand and grabs the handlebars, her hand (with lovely dark red nail polish) only
an inch or so from mine. I glance downward, seeing just how ridiculous I must look to her, a young teenager sitting naked on a bike seat.
I could see just how much being on the bike seat caused my balls to be raised upward, forced forward from the normal hanging down between
the legs position. My balls looked bigger to me at that moment than they ever did before, my dick flopped over on the right thigh. Unfortunately,
I was in a state of partial arousal. During the escape from the park, apparently my penis never went all the way down to completely soft.
I could see my dick twitching as it threatens to pop off of my thigh to say hi to the pretty police officer.

"Did you know there is a law against riding a bike with no clothes on?"

I feel my face blush. Of course I know one can't run around naked on the street, but the verbal accusation made me feel instantly ashamed.

"It's not his fault," Angie comes to my defense. "He was robbed."

"That's right. I was robbed."

Officer Daly takes a notepad and writing pen out of her shirt pocket. The buttons were straining so hard to keep her breasts confined they
looked ready to pop off. I could feel my penis twitch. Why won't that thing go dormant. This is no time to show off.

"Did they take your wallet? I'd ask you for your ID but unless you're hiding it up your ass I don't suppose you can produce it. What is your name
and age and street address?"

"My name is Dirk Bannister. I'm fourteen years old. I live at 2112 Rushmore Street."

Officer Daly writes it all down in her notebook. She seemed a little flustered, especially when many cars going by honked their horn.

"Why are you riding a bike on the streets with no clothes on?"

"Some kids at the park took it from me," I replied.

"Took it? What specifically do you mean?"

Angie fills in the details. I was having a hard time thinking straight. Maybe that's because my dick had just risen off of my thigh. It seemed
determined to make an acquaintance with the nice officer.

"He was wearing a swimsuit, a speedo. We were doing swimming lessons this morning. Then a bunch of punks at the park ripped up Dirk's
speedo. We had to run away."

"Ah...I see," Officer Daly says, and her eyes light up as she stares down at my crotch. "They forcibly stripped you of your swimsuit and then
tore it up. Is that right?"

This is where I screwed up. "They didn't force it off of me. I took it off for the competition."

The officer looks puzzled. She looks from my face to Angie's face. "Competition?"

Angie gives away too much information. Don't she know guilty people need to keep their mouth shut.

"He had to prove how big his dick is." Angie blurts out. "And he won! Then those guys got angry and tore up his speedo."

As if happy to hear his name called, my dick rises up. It swells with pride at the honorable mention. Dirk Junior rises up to salute Officer
Friendly. It must have been an impressively unexpected sight, as the police woman looks up from my completely formed erection to my
red face. I could feel it throbbing something fierce, and for the first time I suspected I was in real trouble.

Officer Daly takes a moment to process it all. She must never have encountered anything like this before in her short career as a public
safety officer.

"So...you are NOT a victim. You willingly removed your swimsuit and were naked in the park. Followed by riding a bike naked on a city street.
And don't you have any shame? First time I heard about a pervert from the park being your age."

I sheepishly lower my head in shame, and staring up at me is Dirk Junior with his one eye.

Officer Daly then speaks with a more authoritative tone, "Get off the bike, Dirk Bannister. You are under arrest."

Getting very interesting indeed.

Oh wow, love where this is going.

Never thought of the concept of an attractive female cop finding an embarrassed naked boy and arresting them but it's a great idea. I wonder what happens now? I imagine her bringing in a naked and erect teenager into the station will cause quite the stir.

Can't wait for more

The Practice Dummy
Part 12. Heading For Hard Time?


A group of kids from down the street come running over to see what's going on. What they see is me and my next door neighbor, Angie, getting
arrested for public indecency. Okay...Angie wasn't getting arrested, I was. I didn't count, but it looked like two boys and four or five girls
stepped up close to see the action. I guess none of them were older than my age, most of them closer to Angie's age. The kids were grinning
and laughing at me. Officer Daly had to tell them several times to keep their distance, but they kept trying to crowd in.

I have no idea if Officer Daly had ever arrested anyone before. She seemed a little confused, like she wasn't sure what to do. Maybe this is her
first day to be out on patrol by herself and she ran into a situation she was never trained for. Do they practice arresting naked minors during
training at the Police Academy? I doubt they practice making arrests while an audience of pre-teen and barely teen kids presses in close.

My bike got knocked down to the ground when I got off of it. Officer Daly pulled me over to the side of the squad car. She had me place
my hands up against the side of the car, then she made me spread my legs apart. It was at this moment Officer Daly said, "Oops...I guess I
don't need to frisk you," and she laughed nervously.

"Yeah, go on...frisk him. He might be hiding something," a girl onlooker shouts.

"Is a boner considered a deadly weapon?" the older of the two boys asks, and all the kids laugh at the joke.

Angie gets off of her bike, placing it down next to my bike. The officer calls her over. Getting a pair of handcuffs off of her belt, Officer Daly
placed one cuff around Angie's right wrist. The officer stops and looks confused again. "Hmmm...I only have one set of cuffs...shoot. I'll just
have to cuff them together."

I figured the policewoman would grab my left wrist and cuff that. Angie's right arm cuffed with my left arm, that's what I'd do. But Officer
Daly did something I never expected. The other half of the cuffs is placed over my dick. Officer Daly slips the round cuff over my dick, then
pushing it down she gets the lower part of the loop behind my balls. I hear a fast series of clicks as the cuff loop shrinks down in size. The
metal circle of the cuffs turns into a surprisingly small hole, and my cock and balls are effective trapped within the handcuff.

"That will keep you from trying to run away," Officer Daly says. Next she opens the back door to shove me and Angie into the patrol car.

"What about our bikes!" I yell. "You can't leave them here."

Once again, the policewoman looks befuddled as she closes the car door. "Hmm...you know, you're right about that. Can't let some other punk
kids steal your bikes. I'll have to call this in. Call for a van. We can put you and your bikes into a van."

The officer got into the front seat of the car, just left me and Angie standing outside. She gets onto the radio to phone in with the dispatcher.
I hear code words being said.

"I have two suspects in custody. I have a 311 combined with a 647. Definitely a 507. Personal property needing to be picked up. Two bicycles.
Send a van for transport. How old is the suspect...Oh, forgot about that. I have a white male age is...age is between thirteen and fifteen.
Yes, yes...it's the kid who is indecently exposed. I have a naked kid here on the street. Where am I? Oh yea...I'm near the corner of
Sunset and Holly street. Hurry them up. There's a gang of children gathering. Could be the beginning of a riot."

The crowd of kids, while this dispatch is being requested, had picked up some small rocks. A barrage of pebbles lands on my back, hits the side
of the squad car, plunks me on the ass. I may be guilty of all those things the officer listed in code numbers, but did I deserve to die by
stoning? If Officer Daly keeps dilly-dallying around I might have to take off running just to keep from being pelted. That would undoubtedly
add another code number onto my rap sheet, whatever the code is for resisting arrest.

More cars are honking their horn as they go by. Anyone driving up can see one naked boy and one nearly naked girl by the side of a police car.
If they could see where I was cuffed they would probably get out to take pictures with their phones.

Officer Daly gets out of the car. She see the kids throwing rocks. A service revolver is drawn as the officer shouts at the kids, tells them to
scatter. The crowd of kids backs away, stops tossing pebbles, but they don't leave. I ask the officer what those code numbers are. I want an
idea of what I'm being charged with. The officer looks at me and she says, "Indecent exposure, lewd conduct, and being a public nuisance."

Speaking of public nuisance, the kids are still within shouting distance, and there are more of them. A bigger obnoxious boy shouts "Come on
cop...zap him with your taser. Right on his balls...come on, make the guy squirm."

A bigger obnoxious boy shouts "Come on
cop...zap him with your taser. Right on his balls...come on, make the guy squirm."

Umm I wonder if she would be reprimanded for roasting the nuts of a minor? The question would be, would she get ONE NUT....or TWO?

It DID happen in the past.

A former Arizona cop allegedly pulled down a handcuffed man’s pants and tased him in the genitals—all in front of his terrified wife and children.

https://www.vice.com/en/article/7kv35e/ ... e-and-kids

In front of his two children, Wheatcroft was tasered nearly a dozen times. Schneider delivered the final tase to a handcuffed Wheatcroft by pulling down his shorts and stunning him in the testicles, according to body camera video and a federal lawsuit.

https://www.abc15.com/news/local-news/i ... taser-case

And yet another time in Vancouver


During the struggle one of the officers tased the man and then pulled his pants down, exposing his genital area. The officer threatened to tase him if he did not stop resisting.

The officer said, “knock it off or I’ll do it in your nuts” while holding the taser towards his groin.

https://www.kptv.com/2023/07/28/vancouv ... ng-arrest/

The Practice Dummy
Part 13. A Show at the Side of the Road


It took only a matter of minutes for a police van to show up. However, those several minutes dragged on like eternity. The cop, Officer Daly,
was kept busy keeping the bystanders from crowding in too closely. A dozen kids from the neighborhood taunted me, laughing and making
jokes. What a sight gag I must have been, standing alongside a police patrol car, standing naked and cuffed to Angie's arm. It was the manner
of the cuffing that got most of the colorful commentary from the amused kids. My hands were free. The cuffs were around Angie's right wrist
and my genitalia. One loop of the cuffs actually was squeezed around my testicles and halfway hard penis.

Why the police officer left us outside the patrol car instead of having us wait in the back seat...that was a real doozy of a question.

Angie herself was laughing at me. Oh sure, at first she was about as scared as I was, when the officer arrested me and slapped the cuffs on
her wrist. She then had the most shocked expression when the other loop went over my erection (which unfortunately I had a super duper
hardon at the moment) and under my balls before getting cinched tight. It was amazing how small a loop cuffs can make.

While Officer Daly was watching the crowd of kids, which was mostly girls with a few boys as well, Angie asked me if I could get myself out of
the cuffs. I grabbed my balls, but no matter how hard I tried I could not get them through the metal circle.

"Sorry, Angie. My nuts are too big to squeeze them through this friggin loop. I was a lot smaller a year ago. If this happened last summer I
could probably push up on them from underneath and pop em through the cuffs. But I grew a lot this year so I'm stuck."

"Can I give it a try," Angie says, and before I can answer her, she grabs my balls with her right hand and she tries to force my nuts through
the loop using her left hand. It was doomed to fail of course, and I suspected she really wanted to have me by the balls, get a good feel of
them. One of the girls watching, one who couldn't have been older than twelve, came running over toward us. Our arresting officer
didn't see her come nearer, and for a couple minutes the girl stood only a few feet away. I felt so embarrassed to have this younger girl looking
at me like that, like I was a criminal. But how could I blame her, I was cuffed to my partner in crime.

"Why does your boyfriend have handcuffs around his balls?" the girl asks.

Angie only laughs, while I feel my face blushing.

"He's not my boyfriend, not really. Austin is my neighbor, my best friend. He's more like a big brother."

"He sure is big. You're lucky to have a friend who runs around with no clothes on. How long has he been doing that?" asks the cute girl, who
happened to be a freckled redhead, and she moves in even closer, makes it look like she's about to put her hands on me and maybe frisk me.

"Not long. Normally he's so shy, but he does like to compete. In fact, he was comparing his penis to other boys at the park. He had the
biggest dick and that made the other boys angry. He's not real big now, but at the park it was sticking up all the way. Hey...you want to
touch it?"

"Hell yes. I sure do."

The girl, who is probably the same age as Angie, reaches out her hand to take hold of the end of my dick. She focused on the head only, her
fingers rubbing all around it. As soon as I felt the touch I felt myself stiffening once more. If only I wasn't so sensitive down there.

The girl looks delighted, with great enthusiasm she says, "Wow. This is so neat. I wish my brother would show me his wiener. He brags about it
all the time, but I've never seen it get hard."

"Hey...Rosie...what the fuck are you doing?" yells one of the other kids. It's one of the bigger kids, and he's maybe the oldest in the group
pestering the police officer and me, and this big kid has reddish hair I just happened to notice. My guess is Rosie the redhead is that boy's sister.

"What are you doing jerking that jerk off. He probably got some disease. Officer, will you tell my sister she's gonna get cock rot on her hand."

Officer Daly finally turns around to look at us. For a couple minutes her cuffed suspects have been out of sight out of mind. Angie and I
could have taken off running and gotten a long ways off before she knew what is happening. Running away was not an option. How could we
run off with me naked with her wrist cuffed to my crotch? Those kids would just chase us down anyway.

"You girl, leave that boy alone. Get over here next to your brother," the officer shouts at Rosie.

Rosie gives me one more good squeeze, this time on the middle of the shaft. There was a lot more to squeeze than a minute earlier. The
kids gawking at me had another thing to laugh about, seeing me with a fresh boner.

"Why are you always getting me in hot water?" I said to Angie.

Angie looks up at me, smiles like she's the most innocent gal in the whole wide world, and she shrugs her shoulders.

"You know I love you," Angie tells me, sounding awe shucks like she's in an old Disney movie. "I just can't keep my hands off of you. It's your
fault. You are too cute."

I hear the sound of screeching tires and squealing brakes. The police van has arrived.

Officer Daly starts shouting, "Everybody...all you kids...get a move on. Police business here."

An older guy gets out of the driver side. This guy must have been over sixty years old. First I'm arrested by the youngest police officer I ever
saw before, a female cop. Now it looks like I'll be transported to jail by the oldest cop on the police force, some old geezer who has nothing
better to offer the county than drive a silly paddy wagon.

The geezer of a cop opens the sliding door of the van, and then he turns to stare at me and Angie.

"I'm impressed. I haven't seen anyone on our force nab a streaker in the longest time. But why is that girl handcuffed to him that way?"

Officer Daly doesn't answer the question, but she does tell the old man to grab the two bicycles. She helps Angie get up into the van. Then she grabs hold of my body as I step up to follow.

"Duck your head young man," the female cop says as she places her hands on my ass to give me a boost up. "I'm going to follow to the station.
I've never brought a suspect in for booking before. I can't wait to see what the guys think about me making my first arrest. I know they are
going to get a thrill out of this, especially Officer Funston. She's the sergeant that said I was ready for my first solo mission."

Fantastic chapter! Love the young girl interacting with his cock. How embarrassing!