B-Movie Western (Law of the Lash)
"SETH!" Ben yelled from the shack. "Bring his naked ass on in here!"
Seth quickly let go of Clayton's balls and led him straight into the cabin.
John and Dusty quickly tied Clayton to a small wooden table. They tied his legs and his arms to the legs of the table. Clayton's ass was bent over one end and his head was hanging over the other end.
"That's just good now," Ben laughed. "Your as open for fuck'in and your mouth open for suck'in."
He no sooner said that and Dusty dropped his pants in front of Clayton's face.
"Get your mouth over that cock and suck me dry!"
He quickly jammed it down Clayton's throat making him choke.
They all laughed thinking it was funny Ben pointed to Seth. "Go ahead, boy. Since you caught him you get to be first. Go on fuck'em like a dog."
Seth dropped his pants, smeared some grease on his hard cock and rammed it into Clayton's tight ass. He grabbed Clayton by the waist then slammed his thighs hard into Clayton's bare ass cheeks.
Ben was waving his hat in the air and shouting. "Ride'em, Seth! You ride'em hard, boy!"
Dusty just pulled his cock out of Clayton's mouth and was squirting the semen all over his face. Next Dusty took his hand and smeared it all over.
"Stick your tongue out and lick that all off your lips."
John reached in his pants and produced his large hairy uncut cock. "This one you'll take down your throat!"
For a moment Ben though the table might collapse. All that motion with Seth hammering one end and John shoving on the other. It rocked back and forth a lot but the big wooden legs were strong.
With a loud groan, Seth made his last thrust then pulled back away from Clayton's ass. John on the other end just deposited a large load of sperm into Clayton's mouth. Mixed with all the saliva, it was dripping from his lips and onto the floor.
Ben took his belt off and cracked Clayton hard across the ass.
"That's just some of what you'll be in for around here!"
Seth smiled and pointed, "look how big his cock is, Ben!"
Clayton was embarrassed but there was nothing he could do about it.
"Well, go ahead, boy!" Ben pointed to Clayton. "Whack'em off! Milk'em just like you would a horse."
Seth reached up between Clayton's legs, grabbing the hard erection he pulled it downward.
With hard steady jerks, Seth rolled the skin back and forth over the fat cock head. It didn't take long before Clayton began to breathe heavy and moan. Seth yanked a little faster rubbing harder over the head. Suddenly Clayton's body twitched then bucked. His cock shot out a large stream of sperm then another and another. Seth continued to pull hard on Clayton's cock and balls, milking every last thing he could.
The next six days Clayton was kept tied up naked. His hands behind his back and a noose around his neck with a length of rope hanging down from it. They used the rope as a leash, dragging Clayton around to where they wanted. Seth was more fond of Clayton's big balls. He just grabbed a handful balls and led him anywhere he wanted.
The next morning Ben, John and Dusty saddled up and stopped at the cabin.
"We're gonna scout out the stage from Big River Bend. I think we might hit it next. You stay here with the Marshall and make sure he don't get away. You hear?"
Seth nodded his head. "Sure thing, Ben. I'll watch him."
With that said the three men rode off.
"We can ride outta here now, Seth. I'll promise you won't have to spend any time in prison."
"Yeah, if I leave with you Ben will kill us both!"
"You come with me and Ben won't hurt you anymore."
Seth grabbed Clayton by the balls and squeezed. "I'll hurt your balls if you don't shut up!"
"Aaahhhhh! OK, OK!"
Seth rolled the big balls around in his hand for awhile and as he did Clayton's cock began to swell.
"Now, that's what I like! See your big cock get hard."
Clayton figured out this was probably the only way to get to Seth.
"You know what I like?" Clayton asked.
Seth paused for a moment. "What?"
"To have that hard young cock of yours in my mouth. I love to suck on that thing."
"Yeah? Well you might just get the chance. Cause playing with you cock is making me hard."
"Pull it out, Seth. Let me have it."
"Not so fast," Seth tightened his grip around the balls. "I wanna see your cock squirt again first."
Clayton took a deep breath. "Keep playing with it and you will."
Seth rolled the skin back and forth, back and forth until he got Clayton to moan with every stroke. Seth stepped back, when Clayton bucked his hips froward that was the sign. Clayton's cock snapped upward and a large gob of semen shot out. Again his ass cheeks tightened , his cock snapped upward and another stream of semen shot out.
Seth couldn't resist grabbing Clayton by the balls and pulling tight. "Damn! I sure like the way your cock jumps up and down. You sure can squirt that juice."
Seth unbuttoned his pants. "Now, you can get on your knees and suck my young cock!"
Clayton knelt down and took Seth's cock in his mouth. Seth was young and anxious so it didn't take long for him to ejaculate.
When Ben returned he had Dusty and John hang Clayton up by his arms on the porch and tie a gag in his mouth.
"Well, Marshall," Ben smiled. "It's time to hand out some law and order! With the only thing that matters. A whip!"
With that Ben uncoiled the whip and cracked Clayton across the bare ass. Then another and another before moving up his back.
Ben stepped around the other side of Clayton and cracked the whip across his naked chest several more times and a few times across his abdomen. Ben flipped the handle of the whip around and forced the end into Clayton's ass.
"I think you can spend the rest of the day like that."
Clayton hung there his welts burning right along with his ass hole. He wondered if Seth had told Ben about the conversation they had earlier. By nightfall they cut him down, removed the whip handle and slung him over the porch rail. Ben, Dusty and John each took a turn fucking his ass. Seth just stood by and watched as Clayton's cock got big and hard.
Three days later they made Clayton get on his horse. They tied his hands and his cock to the saddle horn and his feet in the stirrups then rode him back into River Bend. The horse carried Clayton right down the main street bare ass naked and covered with welts from Ben's whip. Everyone in town saw him it was the most embarrassing moment he ever experienced. Clayton spent the next few days recovering in his small room at the Marshall's office.
It had been almost two weeks Clayton was gone. He didn't know about the changes that were taking place. It was now common knowledge that the railroad was coming through River Bend. Jake Thompson, a wealthy land owner had moved in buying land as cheap as he could so he could sell it a high price to the railroad. The people that refused were made to feel sorry they did. Several of the town council were in Clayton's office to demand he do something.
Clayton was not feeling much like a Marshall after what he had been through at the hands of Ben and his gang. He agreed he would begin his investigation in the morning. Next morning Clayton went to the telegraph to send a message to Kansan City about this man Jake Thompson. The telegraph man said it was not working and had been out two days. Clayton also noticed about six or seven men he had not seen before in the saloon.
"Where you boys from?" Clayton asked.
"We work for Mr. Thompson." One of the men replied.
"Yeah. We help run his ranch." Another replied
"Must be a big ranch for so many hands. Mr. Thompson around here?" Clayton asked.
"Naw he ain't, Marshall. He's a busy man."
"Well when you see him. Tell him I wanna see him."
Later that afternoon, Clayton returned to the jail only to be bushwhacked by Mr. Thompson's men. The men took his gun, knocked him out, stripped him naked and tossed him in a cell. When he came to, Clayton saw four of the men staring at him through the bars. One man was wearing his badge and the other three were wearing deputy badges.
"Looks like you been replaced as Marshall." They all laughed. "I'm the new Marshall and these here men are my deputies."
"You'll never get away with this!" Clayton shouted. "The telegraph will get fixed and my messages will be sent."
The man reached in his pocked and pulled out several pieces of paper. "You mean these messages you left with the clerk?"
They all laughed again. "I don't thing they will get sent." He lit a match and burned them in front of Clayton.
He opened the door to the office and pulled three of the town council members into the room. "Here's your Marshall. He ain't gonna do you much good all locked up and naked like he is. The only thing he's good for is sucking your cock!"
One of the gang members grabbed the store keeper by his shirt. "Go on! Stick your cock through the bars and let him suck it!"
The store keeper slowly unfastened his trousers letting his flaccid cock pop out in the open.
The man shoved the store keeper up tight against the bars. "There you go, Marshall. You got your first cock to suck!"
Clayton just stood there at the back of the cell. The man wearing the Marshall badge smiled.
"The way I see it you're gonna be a good boy. Otherwise we'll have to string you up."
Clayton knew he had no choice again but to obey.
"Get down on your knees! Show the council how good your are."
The store keeper's cock swelled quickly in Clayton's mouth. Everyone could see he was enjoying every moment right up to the moment he ejaculated in Clayton's mouth.
Suddenly the door burst open and two of the gang came in with Zeke Hallen, the town preacher.
"We found the preacher trying to sneak out of town."
The gang leader grabbed Zeke by the throat. "Where was you going?"
"No place. Just for a ride. I always go for rides."
The leader shoved him down. "I think we better keep you locked up!"
He nodded to the other men who quickly made the preacher strip off his clothes and they shoved him into the cell with Clayton.
"There's a little company for you, Marshall. If you get bored you can have the preacher there suck your cock. Or you can suck his."
They all laughed leaving the room and slamming the door behind them. Clayton looked over at Zeke who was trying to cover his genitals with his hands.
"Don't worry, Zeke. We'll find a way outta here."
Later that evening, the leader and his deputies took Clayton from the cell and cuffed his hands behind his back. They led him down the street completely naked and into the saloon. They forced him to kneel down in front a large poker table. That the first time Clayton met Jake Thompson.
Continued............