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Randy and William had continued their discussions to bring Mac up to speed on the women at the detention center and the men being held at the quarters. Mac seemed enthusiastic for the chance to confront Aunt Flea for her actions, particularly with regard to treatment of young Dopie, whom the man adored. As they were talking, Kurt and Rafe walked up to the hot tub. Randy introduced his two new sons to Mr. McBeavey.

"We've heard Dopie talk about you and we're really glad to meet you" Kurt said. "Our little brother thinks you ,kind of hung the moon" Rafe said. He's always talked about how you give great hugs too. I don't suppose you'd have one of t hose hugs for me and Kurt, would you?

"I sure would" Mac said "but we might ought to wait till later. You boys are dressed and I'm naked and soaking wet."

"We can take care of that" Kurt said. "How about if we just strip down and join you in the tub, if we aren't interrupting anything."

"You ain't interruptin' a goddamned thing and t hat's a great idea if'n you boys are sure you want to get naked in front of a near total stranger and me and William. Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Kurt and I have made up our minds we ain't gonna be shy about our bodies no more, paw, and this seems like as good a time as any to put our words into practice."

"Are you boys sure you're comfortable with this?" William asked.

"Absolutely positive" Kurt answered as Rafe nodded vigorously.

Both boys already had their polo shirts unbuttoned and were slipping them over their heads, Rafe exposing thick dark bush pits, the hair a very dark read almost appearing black without a closer look. He noticed the men's appreciative looks and seemed to slow down the act of pulling the shirt over his head, giving the men nice long looks at his nicely developing young muscles and pits. Kurt seemed to catch on and took his own time removing his shirt, exposing his pits which also had plenty of hair but a much lighter shade of brownish blonde. Rafe had a clearly defined treasure trail from just above his belly button and appearing to thicken as it disappeared into his khaki shorts,

"That's quite a crop of hair you're getting on your belly, son" Randy told his boy. "Looks like you've definitely got more of a trail than your brother Kurt."

"Not really, dad, it's just that Kurt's is much lighter even than his own pit hair. If you look closely, you'll see that we've pretty much got the same amount of hair. Mine just looks like more because it's darker."

"Sounds like you two have been examining each other pretty closely" William said with a chuckle as both boys blushed lightly.

"William, don't be teasing those boys" Mac said with a laugh. "I don't have sons yet but I do remember how curious boys are at that age. It's natural and healthy."

"Thank you, Mr. Mac" Kurt said with his beautiful smile on full display. "We don't mind a little teasing. We know that our paw and Uncle William love us both near about as much as its possible to love another person."

"I do love you boys" William said. "Do you think you might enjoy helping each other out of your shorts? Would that embarrass you?"

"Shucks no" Rafe answered. "I'm not any longer embarrassed when somebody sees my body or when somebody touches my body. I never knew how good it could feel to touch and get touched. My momma was never one to touch me or hug me so I really like it now. I love living in a house where everybody hugs each other. I hope that one day I'll be like Dopie and them other young boys who just run around naked without ever giving it a thought. They hug and kiss each other and do all kinds of fun things. I wish I'd had that growing up but Kurt and me have decided that it's never too late."

"Rafe, you want to take my pants off first?" Kurt asked his friend and brother, as both boys continued to stand just beside the hot tub where the three men were watching them patiently.

"Sure, brother" Rafe answered as he knelt on one knee, his face at Kurt's crotch as he unbuckled his belt and unfastened the shorts.

Then Rafe unzipped the boy's shorts and slowly eased them down the boy's legs, covered in light blonde fuzz. When he got the shorts to the ground, Kurt held onto his shoulders as he stepped out of the shorts leaving him naked except for his white jockey briefs. Kurt appeared relaxed and was smiling at the men as Rafe seemed to hesitate momentarily.

"I'm ready for it" Kurt said softly. "Go ahead and take them off."

"Why don't you take my shorts off first" Rafe suggested. "Then we can take each other's underwear off at the same time."

"That's a great idea" William said. "I love the way you boys seem to tune in on the other's feelings. I'm not sure you two could be closer if you had come from the same sperm."

Both boys smiled as Kurt now knelt before Rafe and unbuckled his belt before opening the clasp and slowly unzipping Rafe's fly. It was silent around the hot tub, the background sound of the boys and men in the pool giving way to the sound of a metal zipper being lowered. That accomplished, Kurt lowered Rafe's shorts down his much hairier legs, both boys looking each other squarely in the eye and smiling at each other. They sensed that the men in the hot tub were deriving great pleasure from what they were doing and both were glad to give pleasure to men they so admired and the men's new friend. Rafe put his hands on his buddy's shoulders to steady him as he stepped out of his shorts and both boys were now naked except for their white briefs. Before Kurt stood, he ran both his hands up Rave's legs, eliciting a soft gasp from Rafe.

"You two are exceptionally handsome young men" William said. "I don't think any of us would mind if you boys wanted to kiss each other. If that doesn't embarrass you, that is." The two boys were quick to embrace and shared a long, wet, passionate kiss. Kurt had both his arms around Rafe, pulling him close and Rafe dropped his hands to begin to gently knead Kurt's perfect round buttocks. They were as close together as physically possible, their crotches pressed together. When they broke the kiss, both boys seemed at ease and perfectly comfortable with what was going on.

"You boys have really made some strides and I sure am proud of you" William said. "Randy and I have hoped the day would come when you boys would no longer be uncomfortable showing your beautiful bodies and not afraid to show expressions of affection. You've made amazing progress.

"That Dr. Carol has been real helpful" Rafe said.

"Yes she has" Kurt added. "At first Rafe and I both thought that talking to a psychiatrist or psychologist meant we were crazy. But we could see how much it was helping Sonny so eventually we just started talking and it made a big difference."

"Well get out of that underwear and get on in this tub" the sheriff said. "Since you boys is comfortable bein' naked we want to get good long looks at both of you. Them younger boys has been doin' some talkin' about what Rafe's got in his pants. They say his cock is unusual and them boys pays close attention to cocks."

That drew a laugh from the group as Rafe knelt again and helped Kurt step out of his jockey briefs, exposing his respectably sized, flaccid circumcised cock. It wasn't completely flaccid and appeared to be slowly thickening and hardening. It was a beautiful piece of boy meat with a very respectable thatch of light brownish blonde pubes as well as a sprinkling of light hairs of the same color on his upper thighs. Then Rafe put both hands on Kurt's shoulders as he stepped out of his briefs revealing a very long, very thin cock with a giant knob on the end, covered by a generous foreskin which ended in a lip, completely obscuring the boy's cockhead from view.

"Son, I ain't seen a whole lot of cocks, but that is a beautiful piece of meat and it shore looks different from any I ever seen" Randy said.

"I've seen a lot more cocks than your paw has but I don't recall ever seeing one quite like that. It's a very beautiful and very unique cock you have three, Rafe" William said.

"Thank you, sir" Rafe said as he casually skinned back his foreskin, revealing a very pink cockhead the size of a small tomato. "It gets bigger when I'm fully hard and when it plumps up, it makes the shaft of my cock look even skinnier. It's kind of hard to get the skin back over the head when I'm hard so I always use some kind of cream or something."

"You mean when you masturbate?"

"Yes, sir" the boy answered. "I didn't even know that word for it till the doc taught me and Kurt that word. Reverend Smith always used other words for it like beating my meat or wanking. But he told us we'd go to hell for it. He said any kind of sex stuff would result in an eternity of hellfire unless it was approved by a man of God like him or his brother or Mr. Hunt. He convinced my momma to take the door off my room so I couldn't beat my meat in bed."

"Well that's really a beautiful piece of meat, son" William said. "Would you mind if I get a closer look?"

"Not at all, sir" the boy answered as William took his hand and helped him step over the wall of the hot tub.

William then took his seat and had Rafe stand right in front of him as he gently kneaded the boy's large, hairy nuts and grazed his hand along the ever-hardening cock.

"I admit I'm taken by the beauty of your cock, Kurt" Mac said as they helped the young man into the tub and stood him in front of Mac and Randy.

"I ain't never had much to do with men or boys with cut cocks" the sheriff said. "It's really beautiful in a different way than our uncut meat ain't it, Mac."

"I have very little experience with circumcised boys myself" Mac said. "It's almost like there's something proud about your pecker. Like it's not necessary to hide your beautiful pink cockhead behind all that skin. I really am sorry what was done to you and the mean, unforgivable way it was done. But the truth is that you've got nothing to be ashamed of. That's as beautiful a cock as I've ever seen and if my boys should ever choose to have their willies cut, I certainly won't have any objection. Any man or boy should be proud to have a beautiful cock like yours. I was always too afraid to indulge my curiosities about men and boys, afraid I'd be found out and my career ruined. As you can imagine, most of the men in my field are very macho men. They all love getting their cocks sucked and it doesn't matter who's doing the sucking but if they're ever found out, many of them would slit a throat to protect their macho reputations. I chose never to try anything with my co-workers for fear of being found out. I've done a whole lot of meat beating in my time and it's so good to be in a place like this where boys and men can do as they like whether it's done alone or with another person or a group of people."

"I'm awful glad to be here and so is Rafe" Kurt said. "It's like I told my new paw, I don't hold no ill will against my biological father and his brother for doing what they did to me. I just want the sheriff and William and the men helping them to make sure that they never get a chance to hurt another boy. I guess you could say my dad and my uncle are dead to me. I have a new paw and he's a wonderful man. I really do love him."

"I can tell you do, son" Mac said and I can only hope my boys will come to love me like that. Your willy's getting nice and hard, son. It's a real nice size and it's about as hard as a rock."

"Yes, sir, I'm surprised it's got so hard so fast. To be honest, Rafe and me had a little fun before we left the clinic."

"You mind telling your paw what you boys was up to?" Randy teased.

"No sir" Kurt answered. "We don't have secrets from you and the others in this house. When we were putting away the equipment at the clinic and it was just the two of us, we started talking about what might happen when the four of us go to Raleigh in the morning. Rafe and I were thinking about the same things and we both got hard. So we made sure we locked the doors and got each other naked. Then we started kissing at first and we were both so excited, we started taking off our clothes. The next thing we knew we were naked and sucking each other off in that examination room."

"We had both agreed we wouldn't do anything with each other cause we wanted to save it up for Raleigh in case you two wanted to do sex stuff but it was like there were magnets or something. We couldn't stop kissing and touching and the next thing we knew we were doing a sixty nine and sucking each other off."

"Is that right, Rafe" William asked. "Looks like you're both hard again and that couldn't have been more than an hour or two ago."

"Yes, sir" it's the truth" Rafe said. "But once we were both naked and had each other's dicks in our mouth it was like we both realized at the same time that we'd decided to save up our loads and we stopped doing it and got dressed. So neither one of us ever shot our cumloads. We were both leaking a lot though and I usually can't get hard real fast after I get the drips like that."

"Well you both have delicious looking cocks and I hope I'll get a chance to taste both of them" William said as the boys settled into the hot tub just as Dopie and Billy Paul had realized they had come home and were begging them to come and play pool games.

Rafe and Kurt excused themselves to go with the younger boys in the pool and the men settled back to enjoy the warm bubbly water in t he hot tub.

"Those two sure are sweet boy and handsome as hell" Mac said. "All this is making me more and more anxious for my boys to get here. But I also worry that I won't know how to be a good father like you guys."

"Mac, you have the love in your heart and you have an excellent brain" William said.

"But there are so many things I don't know" Mac said. "I've been afraid to even help the boys with their baths when their mother was alive. I don't know how to do those things."

"You'll figure it out" Randy said. "Let me tell you that when we was still livin' at our old house with Aunt Flea, it was like wrestlin' an alligator to get Dopie to take a good bath. Him and Aunt Flea would argue about it all the goddamned time and she'd stand there and watch him like a motherfucking hawk while he was in the tub. She'd run me off cause she always said it weren't fittin' for boys and men to be naked around each other. That completely changed the first time I offered to have a bath with him . We drew up a big tub full of bubbles and he'd a stayed in that tub till he was wrinkled as a goddamned baby possum if I hadn't talked him into getting' out. You just have to make things fun and there ain't a boy alive that don't want to get naked with his paw. Your boys won't be no different."

"The sheriff's right" William said. "I can't remember a time I didn't take baths and showers with my boys. When a dad is naked with a son, they are completely honest. I remember teaching both boys to wash their cocks. Both of my boys are uncut like I am so it was important to show them how to retract their foreskin and soap it up really good. I demonstrated on my own cock and then let the boys practice on me. Then I practiced on them. That's how you will first learn if a boy is interested in sex play. If a boy enjoys washing your cock and having you wash his, then he's interested in doing other things. Just let your boys lead the way and make sure they know that you won't condemn anything they want to try as long as it's a safe activity. When you wash their little cocks, they'll always get hard and start giggling. Just giggle with them and reassure them that getting hard is a natural and normal thing for men and boys. "

"To be honest, I've never been naked around any young boys" Mac said. "I figured it might be upsetting or confusing to them to see that my dick was bigger and that I had hair and..."

"You ain't got nothin' them boys ain't gonna have given enough time, Mac" the sheriff said. "The first time I ever got in the tub with Dopie is a day I'll never forget. He couldn't take his eyes off his pecker when I dropped them boxer shorts to the floor. It was like the boy was hypnotized or somethin'. William h ad told me how it would be and I trust my buddy so I went right ahead and dropped them shorts. I didn't even realize I was slidin' my foreskin back and forth over my cockhead like all of us do when we free our cocks but little Dopie didn't miss a thing. The boy stood up in the tub and started doin' the same thing with his little uncut pecker, slidin' that foreskin back and forth over that little tiny cockhead. Then I stepped in the tub and the boy was in my arms in a flash. We'd never been affectionate like that and it was somethin' I won't ever forget. And if it hadn't been for my buddy Will, it probably wouldn't have never happened."

"So did you and Dopie start doing sex things then?" Mac asked.

"No, that was a little bit on down the road" Randy answered.

"There was a little problem of sorts" William explained. "You see, Randy has an extraordinarily large cock which would likely have caused a lot of pain for a young virgin boy, even with a lot of lubrication. I know I'm not speaking out of school here as you know our governor and Abe, so I don't mind telling you that Governor North took young Dopie's cherry as a favor to his paw while Randy was there in the bed with them. Once we had all moved in here, Billy Paul had told Dopie how good it felt to have cock in the butt, so Dopie was real eager to try. But Randy knew it wouldn't be prudent to fuck the boy as his cock would likely injure him. When the governor and Abe came to town, the governor was attracted to Dopie, just as you were and things just worked out so that the governor busted the boy's cherry. Then he even gave the boy's butt plugs to stretch their little holes so they could practice and comfortably accommodate the cocks of men."

"Well, I'll be goddamned!" Mac exclaimed. "I strongly suspected Abe was a boy lover just watching the love in his eyes when he looked a t my boys. But I had no idea the governor enjoyed the company of boys. Isn't he married with kids?"

Yes, both the governor and Abe are married with children well into their teens" William said. "But Abe and Jeremy have been lovers since their high school and college days. Both married political wives who lead their own lives but are very discrete and protective of their husbands' political careers and public reputations."

"So it's likely that Abe is a friend of your friend in Raleigh, Dr. Puckett, as he arranged for me and my boys to have an apartment in the same building" Mac said.

"Entirely likely" William said. "As I told you, Puck has adopted and arranged adoptions for children from all over the world into good homes here in the states. I think it likely that they have helped each other out with things like eliminating red tape over the years."

"I sure am feeling better about things after talking to you guys" Mac said. "I've lost sleep worrying about how the boys would respond to me and how I would manage to keep my body covered up when the boys are at home. I even thought at one point that maybe I should shave off all my pubes and chest hair so my body wouldn't seem so strange to the boys. Then I realized that we had gone to the beach together with their moms so they already know how hairy my chest and legs are. It would seem pretty goddamned stupid for me to suddenly be hairless as a fucking newborn. Those boys are smart enough to see right through that kind of trickery."

"Mac, you've just got to relax and be yourself with these two boys" William said. "You don't even know whether either of the boys have any body hair yet. Like Pepe and Rolando, boys from that part of the world do develop earlier than boys up here. Those boys might already have some hair over those little uncut cocks when they get here. Pepe's already got a nice little boy bush and he's ten years old. Rolando says he didn't start sprouting hair till he was almost twelve but once it started coming in, it grew and thickened really quickly. Don't hide anything from them and don't be phony. I suggest welcoming them to sleep with you from the time they get here. Don't forget they're coming from that little shithole into the city of Raleigh and that alone is going to be an amazing change. Be natural and comfortable and let them lead the way with regard to what they want and need from you. Welcome them into your bed and your bath and your entire life and just be as natural and normal as you can manage to be."

"I'm in awe of how much you guys seem to know about all these handsome boys" Mac said. "I've never been around a group of men who were just so open about all these things. How in the world do you know about Pepe and Rolando and what age they started puberty?"

"Their paw is real open about all this shit" Randy said. "He may be the best paw in this fuckin' town with four of them adopted little brown boys. His wife has some mental troubles keeping her from having sex so Hiram, their paw, sleeps with Rolando and Pepe and the mother sleeps with the younger two boys till they start showing they'd like to be with their paw and the older boys. She's a prime example of a fine woman who wants the best for her husband and her family. We ain't seen too many of them in this town for a long time. Most of the women is a bunch of nasty cunts. You'll meet Hiram at the ranch this weekend and you might oughtta take the chance to get to know him. He's a fine man and a great paw."

"I'll look forward to that" Mac said. "Now about the cunts, what about the ones I'm going to see later this evening?"

"Those are the cuntiest of the cunts" William said with a chuckle. "You've had your own experiences with Flea Taylor but her dear friend, Mrs. Tara Bedford is just as bad, if not worst. We suspect she killed her own husband after forcing him to kidnap three baby boys whom she raised as her own. She has been financially supporting the Ku Klux Klan and even kept their funds and managed their finances. She also paid to have young Kurt whom you just met in this tub killed with a shotgun after he overheard his father and his uncle making some plans for a KKK outing."

"No one would have ever thought to have that beautiful young boy killed, would they?" Mac asked incredulously. "He was so sweet and so innocent. It just seems impossible."

"That cunt is bad fucking news" Randy added as he explained other vile acts committed by Tara Bedford.

"So I'll get to meet this cunt when I visit Aunt Flea?" Mac asked.

"You shore as shit will" Randy answered. "Them two bitches is like they're attached at the hip. I ain't never personally witnessed it myself but I've heard from a lot of people I trust that Aunt Flea and the Bedford bitch is cunt lappers, constantly lickin' each other on the pussy and bumpin' cunts. The matron says they keep the other prisoners awake at night with their going ons. Word is that she's licked most of the cunts in the ladies' aide society and just about any housewife who wanted it licked. Most of us men in this town don't cotton to that kind of behavior although I guess a few still do it. That freak in the jail who is now Mikayla but used to be Mr. Hunt was said by his ex-wife to be one of the best cunt lickers in the state. But he seems to have lost his taste for puss since he lost his nuts. She divorced him before you could turn around and now she's married to our no good asshole of a mayor who thinks he's gonna be the next governor of this fucking state. Mayor Dykes' ex-wife is a prisoner at the detention center carrying on of the Colonel's babies that our buddy Arnold's gonna adopt. The mayor's got these little tiny, sharp teeth like a fuckin' rat. His ex tells a story that any time he'd try to go down on her, she'd end up with her cunt bleedin' cause he didn't know how to lick one. Apparently he thinks eatin' pussy really means eatin' pussy!"

They all got a good laugh from that.

"I'd like to do some serious fucking with these bitches" Mac said. "I don't suppose you boys have any kind of electric dildoes or anything like that do you?"

"We don't have them here, but there's a big bag of that kind of stuff over at the quarters."

This called for an explanation of the men being held at the quarters and the reasons they were being secretly held there.

"Good goddamn!" Mac exclaimed. "I can't believe all this shit has been going on here in quiet little Gayberry. I'd like to get my fucking hands on the necks of any bastard who would circumcise a young boy without any deadening agents. Those bastards don't deserve to live."

"Their justice is coming soon for all of those innocent boys" William said as he then explained the plan to obtain justice. "We can run by the quarters and get that bag on the way over to the women's detention home. You can say hello to those bastards we're keeping away from society while we're there."

The men put their heads together and made their plan, Then they all used the outdoor shower and got dressed. While they were showering, Dopie and Arnold Junior ran over to the showers, their little soft cocks flopping around.

"You ain't leavin are you, Mr. McBeavey?" Dopie asked as he grabbed the man by his bare leg. "I thought you was spendin' the night with us."

"I am spending the night, son, and I can't wait to climb in bed with you and your little buddies. I'm also going to be spending the whole weekend with you boys out at the ranch. We men just have a little errand we need to take care of before time for us all to have dinner."

"We plan to be back here by the time Sarge and David put them burgers and dogs on the grill, boys" Randy said as the boys headed back to the swimming pool and the men stopped by Randy's home office and then left.

When they let themselves into the building at the quarters through the heavy steel door with the number code to enter, Mac was amazed at the building which had been the old slave quarters on the Blount Plantation, converted to a bdsm dungeon by the later owners. When William hit the light switch the entire place went from total darkness to a blinding brightness, the room having stainless steel walls and floors. There were naked men along the wall on the left with their arms extended over their heads and arms and legs in leather cuffs, chained to the wall.

"Our number of guests has dwindled and we hope to get rid of the rest of these motherfuckers real soon" William said. First we have Reverend Smith who was the lamebrain mastermind of the plot to cut all those young boys and then extort money from their fathers after getting them involved in the cuttings. Keep in mind that the boys were given no anesthesia agents and were held down by their own fathers and the group of men as they were laid naked on an altar and circumcised. That next really good looking guy is the preacher's brother, Jack. He's the biological father of the young man, Kurt you met a short time ago in the hot tub and of course, Kurt is now the son of our sheriff."

Jack Smith snarled in the direction of the men and Mac walked up and slapped him very hard with his open hand, stunning Jack momentarily.

"That goddamned sheriff stole my son from me and now he's got him sharing his bed" Jack said angrily. "I bet he's buttfuckin' my boy ever goddamned night."

Mac again stepped right up and grabbed Jack by his nuts and began to pull down and twist them, causing excruciating pain. Jack immediately began to scream and beg the man to release his testicles. Mac then released the man's nuts, stepped back and kneed the unsuspecting main the crotch causing him again to scream and howl in pain.

"Anybody' who'd do that to any boy, much less his own flesh and blood deserves a whole lot worse than that."

"Don't worry about that, Mac" Randy said. "That son of a bitch's time's comin' and it won't be long now."

Those words struck fear into to Reverend Smith who began crying and pleading for mercy.

"Will you shut those faggots the fuck up? P.T. yelled from his position on the wall beside Jack. "All that wailing and howling and crying. They're such a bunch of pantyboys just like my fucking son-in-law."

"Ah yes, Mac, this is my dear father in law, PT" William said. "He's here because he was planning to kidnap both my sons and bury one in a wooden box. He also planned to kill me and both my sons but he got thought. Unfortunately for him, his longtime henchman and muscle man Thor is no longer with him on the wall. When he got caught and interrogated about the kidnapping plan, something happened to his foreskin, his nuts, his nutsack and his cock. I'm not sure what happened and I didn't need details. He was here for a while peeing through a fucking rubber tube but he got sent down to Statesville where he lasted less than three days before those fucking badasses fucked him and beat him to death. He was worthless at that point, always begging for us to unclasp his tube so his bladder wouldn't explode. We lost him at about the same time we lost Reverend Jeff, who died of a heart attack while nailed in a wooden coffin with my father-in-law's nasty cock in his mouth. And there was Mr. Print also, a Gayberry native who became involved in the plot to burn down the Negro settlement and school. He's now busting rocks at Angola, the worst shithole of a prison in the country unless he's already passed on which is more likely than not."

"P.T. talks like a tough guy but you should hear him howl when he's nailed in that wood box over there on the altar table. He cries and begs like a fuckin' toddler who misses getting' that titty milk."

"You lie!" P.T. hissed.

"Then these next two are two of the boys who called themselves disciples of that Reverend Jeff. They called themselves Mark or Luke or Matthew or some such shit but I just call them Judas One and Judas Two. They were hiding in the woods trying to hunt down us and our boys. They had guns and they planned to kill all of us, including our boys, Dopie, Arnold Junior and Billy Paul. They were tough but they're not so touch now."

"Did you take their nuts off?" Mac asked.

"It's in process" William said with a smile. "Take a close look at their nuts."

"Why son of a bitch!" he exclaimed. Their nutsacks are almost gone. I think those are called elastrators if my memory serves. I worked on a farm for a couple of summers during college and we used those on baby goats.

"That's exactly what we used, Mac" Randy said. "Them two still thinks that fuckin' prophet is gonna come back from the dead and rescue their sorry asses. But mostly they just cry now. One of them bastards tortured Dale Mason, one of the men you'll meet this weekend. He constantly made Dale suck his dick and buttfucked him and stuff. Dale could've easily broke his ass in half but the bastard threatened his son and another young boy if Dale didn't do all the stuff he told him too. I guess the chickens have come home to roost now or they will real soon. Look at t hem pussyboys. Just cryin' all the time and can't even look a man in the fuckin' eye."

"And last but not least we have the former teacher and assistant principal who was the middle man in the hit put out on young Kurt" William said. "This is Will Barrow. Handsome little fucker and hairy man's man but unfortunately the good lord shorted him badly in the cock department. He's got a little weenie about the size of a thimble and it's even smaller now that we took his foreskin. He cries a lot too. Nothing like the tough little fucker he thought he was back in the day his family ruled this town along with the Bedfords. My, how the mighty have fallen. Right, Will?"

The handsome man said nothing but glared at William with hate in his eyes."

"He thinks he's scary but he ain't never s been and never will be" Randy chuckled. "Mr. Barrow strutted around like the rooster in the henhouse and nobody knew he was always wearin' them dainty little lacy panties under them expensive suits he wore ever day. Why, he brought Helen Frump to town to teach and promised her the moon. He planned to marry her till she found out what a tiny little miserable mouse dick he had. She couldn't even feel it when he fucked her so she ditched him. The day we brought his ass here, he was wearing the purtiest little pair of pink girl's panties with two socks stuffed in to cover up what a measly little pecker he's got. Poor excuse for a man."

"I think we're awfully proud that we did manage to rehabilitate a young man here" William said. "Boy's name was Charlie Print. We had him and his paw, a dour old asshole, both of whom were involved in the Klan and the burning of the Colony. But it became clear to us that young Charlie had never been given a fair shake in life. His old man owned the hotel and, after murdering his own wife, he pimped to boy out to guests at the hotel he owned. The boy is now living out at the ranch so I'm sure you'll meet him this weekend.

"One of the things that has amazed me is that nobody knows where these men disappeared to and nobody seems to give a shit" William said. "As soon as Jack Smith disappeared, his wife immediately took her daughters and disappeared to somewhere. We haven't heard a word inquiring as to our investigation of her whereabouts. She knew about the cuttings and the Klan activities, so we're really glad she's gone. The preacher's wife raised a little stink for a day or two when he went missing but the preacher's friend agreed to help her hunt for him and then he ended up fucking her right here in this building. The preacher's wife was so drunk she didn't remember a thing about and we dumped her and Mr. Hunt in his driveway both naked as jaybird which didn't set too well with Mr. Hunt's wife. Of course she's now with the mayor and Mr. Hunt now has no testicles and is in our jailhouse. Pt had only Thor and once we captured Thor, there was nobody else who gave a rat's ass about him except my wife who's now in our little women's detention center. The preacher's wife is now living with a preacher and music man from the biggest church in town. They're secret lovers and just use the bitch as a beard. As for the two apostles, everybody thinks they probably died in the plane crash we engineered to fake the death of the prophet and his wife. "

"You boys have got yourself quite a collection of assholes here" Mac said. "Not a one of em deserves to live but they don't deserve a quick, easy death either. You all have the right idea. A man who does the things these boys have done should have plenty of time to suffer and think about all the bad shit they perpetrated on others."

"You're our kind of man, Mac" William said. "I had you pegged at first as maybe a little soft before I realized you had to be tough to survive those years in Haiti working with all those men in what was essentially a wilderness. You're the kind of man we love and admire. You know when to be caring and kind and when to be a total and completely sadistic asshole."

"Thank you, William" Mac said. "I would mind a couple of hugs from you boys."

Randy, William and Mac shared a warm hug

"Would you faggots stop your kissin' and humpin' each other?" Jack Smith taunted. "We really need some food and water. We gotta have water to live and you've gave us just the bare minimum for a while now. I really need a good long drink of water."

"Oh my!" Randy exclaimed. "Seems our guests are thirsty. Do you have any ideas about how to quench their thirst?" Randy asked with a smile.

"I sure as shit do" Mac said. "My bladder's plumb full after those beers I enjoyed in your hot tub and I bet you guys have full bladders too." Mac was grinning broadly as he walked over right in front of the handsome Jack Smith.

"Here, I got the key to unlock his cuffs and Randy's getting the taser off the altar table."

"What the fuck's goin' on here?" Jack asked in a panicked voice. "All I was askin' for is a little bit of fuckin' water. You don't need a taser. I'll willingly drink water."

"I don't care whether you do it willingly or not" Mac said softly with a smile."You're gonna take a big long drink fight out of my cock and if you spill a drop, the sheriff will hit you with that taser right in the motherfucking hairy nutsack."

"No, no, no, please" Jack begged. "I ain't thirsty. I'm fine. It was the other that was complainin' about being thirsty. I'm just fine. I can't drink another man's piss."

"You can and you will" Mac said, still smiling.

William released his hands from the wall and forced him into a kneeling position. Randy stepped up and put the taser right against the man's nut sack. Mac unzipped his fly and loosened his pants. He lowered his underwear enough to reveal a very thick bush and a meaty uncut cock which looked larger than Randy had originally thought.

"If I feel any teeth on my cock, I'll beat you so bad and stomp your motherfucking ass so bad you'll be begging for a bullet to put you out of your misery. Now I don't want to hear another motherfucking word out of your mouth. Just suck my cock all the way in your mouth and wait till my fucking piss flow starts. And you better swallow every fucking drop of my piss. If a single drop hits that floor, you'll be hit with that taser right in your fat nutsack. Now just nod your head if you fucking understand.

Jack Smith, who took pride in his macho reputation had a look of sheer terror in his eyes as he knelt before the tall, well-built man and opened his mouth and began to nod, waiting to be fed cock and piss.

"Go ahead and drop them pants, buddy" Randy told Mac, "You don't never need to be shy around me and William. We want a better look at that nice body of yours, especially that ass. We enjoy lookin' as much as our young boys do."

Mac did as Randy asked and dropped his boxer shorts and his pants down to his boots, standing with his thick meat just beginning to thicken and elongate, rubbing it against Jack Smith's pursed lips as he slid his foreskin back and forth over the fat cockhead.

"Okay, boy, let me tell you how this is gonna go" Mac said. "I'll say it one time and one time only. When I give you the word, you're going to open that mouth as wide as it will open. Then I'm gonna slide my fat cock all the way in there. You're gonna gag on my cock and that's okay. But it's only okay till I start to piss cause when my piss stream starts, you're gonna start swallowing as fast as you can. Sheriff, what did these men use to cut their boys?"

"They used a straight razor on the boys, Mac" William answered. "We have it out there over on the altar table. We've used it to circumcise the disciples and Barrow."

"Would you mind bringing it to me, please?" Mac asked in a soft, steady voice.

William retrieved the straight razor with its gleaming silver blade and handed it to Mac.

"You see this razor, Jack" Mac asked the man with his dick at his lips. "I met your beautiful son today and I can't believe any man, much less a boy's own father, would put him through what you put your own son through. You don't deserve to draw another fucking breath. But these men have decided to let you live up till now and I don't question their decisions. I will tell you that if you spill one drop of my piss out of your mouth. I will lift you off your knees and use this razor to cut off your balls, then your useless dick and then I will slit your fucking throat. Are you guys okay with that plan" Mac asked Randy and William, who smiled at the man.

Yes, sir" William answered. "One hundred per cent. We'll hold him down while you do the cutting."

"Fuck yeah!" Randy said. "That boy is now my son and I love that boy dearly. You do the cuttin' and me and William will feed those nuts to him before you slit his fuckin' throat."

Both Smith brothers had complete terror in their eyes now, as did the disciples and Barrow. Pt was having none of it and was softly laughing at the scene unfolding right beside him.

"What's so goddamned funny, old man?" Mac asked.

"You must be some kind of actor they brought in to put a little more fear in these redneck dumbfucks" PT said with a chuckle. "My son in law ain't got the balls to follow through on all his big threats. I'm proof that William Walker and his buddy, the faggot sheriff won't do shit to us. Just stand up to them. I mean William hates my fucking guts. Yet I still have my foreskin, my nuts and my big daddy cock meat. Do you boys really think that would be the case if he had any balls himself? It's when you act scared and cowardly like those disciple boys or that pussy in panties Barrow that they get the courage to act. Stand up to these assholes and we get out of here without a fucking scratch. They say Thor and the preacher is dead and that Print fella is down in Angola. I don't believe it for a minute. I think they turned them loose and they're probably living high on the hog with that Klan money Barrow stashed away. These brothers are even bigger pussies than my son and law and that so-called fucking sheriff. Relax boys. They ain't got the guts to do a bit of that stuff."

William walked over to his naked father-in-law, chained naked to the wall and gave him a hard punch with his knee right into the older man's nuts. The blow knocked the breath out of P.T. but in no time he was laughing again and taunting William.

"You goddamned cocksucker, you haven't been paying attention, have you?" William asked as he unlocked the man's cuffs at his wrists and ankles. P.T. could barely move his extremities after being immobilized for so long so it was quite easy for William to grab the wrist cuffs and drag the man long the floor to the altar table. Randy ran over and got the wooden box from under the table and wrested it to the top as P.T. began to scream and beg not to be put back in the dark small box.

"Too late to beg now, you motherfucking cocksucker" William said as he easily manhandled the big man into the wooden box. P.T. was creaming and begging William not to put him again into the coffin like box that P.T. originally had built to imprison William's older son during a proposed kidnapping.

"You were going to kidnap my son and have him buried alive in this box" William said to the man as he began to nail the wooden top shut and P.T. continued wailing and begging. "You are going to be in this box until you learn to show a little respect for me and my boys and for the laws of this town and this fucking country. I don't care if you die in this fucking box. So scream and beg a little louder because your begging is music to my fucking ears."

William returned to where Mac was waiting to shove his cock into Jack Smith's mouth and feed him a pissload.

"I think P.T.'s right" the preacher said. "We need to stand up to these bullies and stand our ground. Don't open your lips, brother. Don't let that stranger put his fat cock in your mouth. Stand firm, brother."

"Yeah, stand firm, Jack" Mac said as he released Jack, whose body crumpled to the floor. Mac moved in front of the Reverend Roy and, in no time had his cuffs off, the man on his knees and his dick slapping against the tightly pursed lips of Reverend Smith.

Mac immediately pulled out the straight razor with its gleaming blade and held it against the reverend's throat, drawing a few drops of bright red blood. Now Reverend Roy was terrified as his brother lay on the floor next to him, naked and sobbing.

"No more chances, reverend" Mac said gruffly. "If you think I'm playing with you it will be your last fucking thought on this earth. Now open your goddamned mouth right now."

The reverend realized that the man went business and opened his mouth as wide as he could, his eyes tightly shut.

"Open those fucking eyes and watch me feed you this cock or I will slit your fucking brother's throat, so help me God!" Mac ordered. "I'll tape your fucking eyes open while you watch me slit your brother's throat and when he's gone, I'll fucking slit yours! Do you fucking understand me, you sniveling shithead?"

Reverend Smith was unable to speak he was so frightened but he nodded his head vigorously as Mac inserted his thick, tumescent meat, the cockhead still covered with foreskin into his wide open mouth.

It was quite a scene in the room as P.T. continued to scream and beg to be let out of the wooden box and as Barrow just sobbed. Jack smith was on the floor beside his brother, sobbing wildly as the disciples continued to cry quietly. Both Smith brothers were genuinely more frightened than at any time during their ordeal of confinement in the wretched place. Between P.T's constant assurances that none of them would be seriously harmed and the fact that the sheriff was now the father of Jack's biological son, neither Jack nor Roy had believed they could come to serious harm. But with the new guy, whom they had never before laid eyes on, both seemed to sense things were changed and that the sheriff And William would do nothing to stand between them and the straight razor wielded by the big, handsome stranger who was preparing to defile the Reverend Roy Smith by putting his thick meat in his mouth and feeding him a bellyful of his steamy piss.

"Ah, fuck yeah, that hot preacher mouth feels good on my cock" Mac said as he held the reverend's head in both hands and inserted his meat into the preacher's mouth.

To his credit, the preacher managed to take the meat without a gag and the others watched as Mac had his cock all the way in, his thick pubes now against the preacher's upper lip.

"I can't believe you men are treating my brother, a man of God, in a manner such as this" Jack Smith sobbed as he watched his brother take a big, thick cock into his throat. "We didn't do a goddamned thing to deserve being treated like this."

"What the fuck are you talking about, asshole?" Mac shouted. "It's time to shut that wailing little pussy up. Randy or William, one of you guys needs to give the preacher's brother a mouthful of piss. He seems to think we're not capable of doing more than one thing at a time."

Hearing those words, Jack once again realized he should have just kept his fucking mouth shut but it was too late as William had yanked him up on his knees and was unbuckling his pants and lowering his fly. In an instant, William's pants were now at his ankles, along with his boxer shorts and his hard cock was ready to go into Jack Smith's mouth."

"You cocksuckers just never learn to keep your goddamned mouths shut, do you?" Randy asked with a laugh as William held Jack Smith's head in his hands and prepared to insert his rock hard cock.

"Man, that dick is hard, buddy" Randy remarked. "Looks like old Jack here might get more than a bellyful of piss. I believe my buddy William has a hot cumload just boilin' in them bit old daddy nuts of his."

"That just might happen if Jack's mouth feels as good as it looks."

William, Mac and Randy were laughing now which further humiliated and infuriated the proud, macho brothers who had bullied and abused others their entire lives. William now slowly inserted his rock hard cock into the waiting mouth of Jack Smith who was so frightened that he managed to take the cock all the way and then close his mouth tightly on the invading member, as ordered by William.

"Well look at us, both of us got our cocks in the mouth of the Smith boys of Gayberry" Mac said, taunting the macho men. "Who'da thunk those boys would've ever been on their knees right beside one another with their mouths full of cock and just waiting patiently for men to fill their bellies with scalding hot piss. Unfortunately, I learned about men like these two in the jungles of Haiti. There were bad men who roamed in gangs just waiting to steal any kind of equipment they could. I learned there's no ways but harsh methods to stop that and if they weren't stopped they'd raid the villages at night doing unspeakable things to women, little girls and little boys after killing all the adult men. That was when I became so protective of the boys whose mother rented me the room I lived in. I'd come home at night and they'd be waiting to serve me my dinner, nothing but smiles and expecting nothing from me. It made me hard and some would say it made me mean. But the truth is that I decided right then that I'd always do what I could to stop the pain those evil men were causing. And now I've come home to find a whole group of men determined to protect their boys like I plan to do. I am a fortunate man."

Barrow had been listening as he quietly sobbed, determined not to attract attention. But he now spoke up, asking very quietly.

"So you do plan to kill every one of us?" he asked. "That's been your plan all along? Why don't you just go ahead and do it then? Why put us through all of this pain and agony?"

"That's a easy question, Barrow" the sheriff said. "The truth is that we all die. Ever fuckin' one of us. It ain't been determined how or why or when for none of us, except maybe a few. And it's fer sure, we coulda just put bullets through all of your fuckin' brains and been done with it. But that woulda been too easy and too kind. You sons of bitches need to pay for all the bad, evil shit you done to others and we intend to see that the bill is paid before you leave this fuckin' world. Now hit them knees. I want to find out if this shit is as good as my buddies is sayin'. Open wide, Barrow, cause you know I got a jumbo pecker and your better not spill a fuckin' drop."

Randy let his pants drop to his ankles and then pulled his boxers down to join the others His thick, long, uncut meat was flaccid and Barrow knew this would be a challenge. Barrow gagged s he took the meat into his mouth and into his throat. Randy again warned him.

"Barrow, I ain't playin' with you. Now I know if I put my dick all the way down your throat you won't be able to breathe through your mouth. Then if I just hold your nose pinched shut with my fingers, you'll suffocate within a couple of minutes. You know your muscles ain't workin' well enough to put up any kind of a fight after hangin' there on this wall for so long. You play it cool and I won't hold your nose and I'll keep enough of my dick out of your throat enough that you don't choke. Now relax, get my dick nice and wet and get ready for my pissload cause I'm feelin' the need."

Barrow did exactly as instructed and in no time, Randy was enjoying the feeling of a hot, wet mouth on his meat while his bladder emptied itself into the handsome man's belly.

"Goddamn if this don't feel great!" Randy said. "Why ain't you taught me how good this is?" he asked William.

"We haven't been together long enough for me to teach you everything I know" William said as he continued to piss into Jack's throat. "Our boys have sure as hell figured it out. Why, every morning they ask for honey on their toasts or biscuits at breakfast because it makes their pee sweeter. And young boy piss tastes like nectar anyway. It's pretty amazing to have your own boy looking into your eyes and smiling as he feeds you his piss load."

"Damn, that sure did feel good" Mac said as he wiped his cock on the reverend's forehead and lips.

The reverend looked as if he wanted to die as Randy and William watched him humiliate the former pastor.

"Shit, I was getting' a little hard myself" Randy said and it ain't been that long since I nutted up at Lester's. Young Barrow just has a hot mouth on him."

"It sure as shit felt good" William said and my cock's still hard as a fucking rock. I haven't had anything all day and I have a big load in my nutsack."

"I bet Barrow would love for you to put that hard cock in his hairy hole" Randy said. "Barrow, lean over here and spread them hairy cheeks and give Mac a look at that hairy pussy on a stick."

The three men laughed at the reference to Barrow's extremely hairy body.

"Did the sheriff's thick cockmeat in your throat make your pussy start twitching, boy?" Mac asked the man.

"Think before you speak, Barrow" William said as he moved toward him with the open razor. "Now if you were to ask me really nice I might just stick this hard dick up in your boypussy. If you weren't to ask me nicely, I might just have these two hold you down while I take off a little more of that foreskin."

"But, sir, I don't have any more foreskin to take" Barrow said, tears streaming down his face. "Please don't fuck me in front of this stranger and the preacher and his brother. And please don't cut me again. There's really no foreskin left and if you cut me again it'll be taking my cock meat."

"That's not my problem, Barrow" William said with a smile. "The good lord blessed you with a fine, hairy muscular body but he sure left you out of the dick distribution. Now you have one more chance to nicely ask me to fuck you."

The light in the room bounced off the silver of the straight razor blade and Barrow knew he couldn't stand another go with the razor.

"Okay, Mr. Walker" Barrow said resignedly. "Fuck me. Go ahead and fuck me."

"I believe you're forgetting something, son" Mac said. "Mr. Walker told you to ask nicely. That wasn't enthusiastic and it wasn't nice. Now I didn't bring my glasses in here with me but all I can see below your belly button is a thatch of hair. Looks like you have no dick to speak of. I think you better ask Mr. Walker very nicely to fuck you or I'll do the cutting and, like I said, I left my glasses in the fucking car. Now, what'll it be, boy?"

"Mr. Walker, will you please fuck me?" Barrow said, sobbing the entire time.

"Why, of course I will, Mr. Barrow, since you asked so nicely" William said with a smile. "Now dry that crying bullshit up right now or I'll fuck you and then cut into your dickmeat. I mean it. You better find a smile to put on that handsome face of yours and you better fucking do it now."

William led the boy over to where the altar table was and told him to bend over it and spread his cheeks wide as he could so he could see the hole. Barrow did as instructed, trying valiantly to calm the men down and hopefully save his tiny pecker.

"Before I fuck that pretty hole of yours, Barrow, I want you to flip over on your back and spread those legs. Pull your knees up to your shoulders and show Mac that pretty hole."

"I believe this was probably one of the purtiest boyholes in these parts but it was just goin' to waste. Barrow dressed in them purty frilly ladies' panties in all them pastel colors and he never would exercise with the rest of the men teachers. They have a custom of the men teachers all workin' out with the football team. Young Barrow would do the workouts but he never would shower with the team. Now we know why that was. He didn't want them high school and junior high boys to see what a puny excuse for a pecker he had."

"You know, Randy, it could be kind of fun to et Coach Thomas to bring the junior and senior high football teams down here for a visit to their former principal" Wiliam said. "We could dress him up in a pair of his favorite panties and make him do a strip tease for the boys. I know they'd get a kick out of seeing why the mighty Mr. Barrow never showered with the boys. Hell, we could let all of them fuck him who wanted to."

Barrow was again sobbing at the mere thought of such humiliation and William was stroking his dick, still wet from Jack Smith's mouth.

"Mac, I think you'll be meeting Coach Thomas and Principal Whaley at the ranch this weekend" William said. "Coach Thomas had a troubled past and he and the principal let a cunt come between them but it's all worked out and the cunt is long gone from these parts. They are raising two fine boys the same age as our younger boys."

"Yes, except that one of the boys was born a girl" Randy said. "I shore as shit don't understand all that stuff but the kid was born a female but never felt like a girl. She'd burn her dressed and dolls and all that girly shit so the principal made the decision to raise her as a boy excerpt she's still got a little cunt."

"Yes indeed" William said. "They and all of our boys regard him as a boy and he's the tallest in his class. The boy's been getting hormones for several years now and he has a thicker bush than any of the boys except perhaps Pepe. You'd never know to look that he's anything but one hundred per cent American boy. Now keep them butt cheeks spread and I'm going to give you a little fucking in that sweet hole."

"Wait, wait, please wait just a minute" Barrow pleaded. "I just got to know. You said that Whaley kid is actually a fucking girl? I knew there was something weird going on. That one was just too fucking tall and hairy to be natural. I knew there was something and it turns out that little freak's father was covering that shit up. What a goddamned freak! A boy with a pussy! That's just unchristian and abnormal!"

"Shut your fucking mouth, Barrow" William said. "You might wanna brace cause I'm not going easy. I just want to fuck you till I empty out my nut bag. You're a sorry piece of shit and I don't want you to enjoy this."

"Let me spit on that fat cock, buddy" Mac said as he leaned in and spit on William's hard cock. "This ain't to make it easier on that son of a bitch you're boning but to prevent friction burn from his try ass on your pretty cock."

As he was doing so, he ran his hand through Barrow's thick pubes which completely obscured his tiny meat.

"Goddamn if this boy's not rock hard" Mac said. "That dick is shorter than a mushroom and thinner than a green bean but that shit is hard as it can be. Did drinking your sheriff's piss get you that hard boy or was it knowing you're about to get a big, hard cock in your hole? Which is it, Barrow?"

"It's neither goddamned one! Barrow screamed. "It's the fact I haven't been allowed to shoot a load the entire time I've been in this godforsaken shithole. They'll tease me and get me right to the point of shooting my load and then kick or punch me in the nuts. I've never gone this long without nutting so my dick is hard all the goddamned time and I have no control over it. If you think I wanted to drink that asshole sheriff's piss or get fucked by his buddy or anyone else, you're just out of your mind."

"Now, now, calm down, son" Mac said. "That sounds a lot like cruel and unusual punishment to me. If you'll be a real nice guy for long enough to just give William a ball draining, maybe I'll beat you off. It seems like the fair thing to do."

"I don't need another man to beat my goddamned meat" Barrow said angrily. "I can beat my own fucking meat if you'd just make them leave me alone for long enough to nut."

William then stepped directly behind the man and rammed his hard cock in to the hilt. Barrow howled in pain and began begging him to stop. William reached his arm around and covered his mouth. Randy leaned in and pinched the man's nostrils closed and Barrow was very shortly struggling to get oxygen into his lungs.

"Stop bitching and start thanking me for fucking you and I'll take my hand off your mouth' William commanded. Then Randy will take his fingers off your nostrils and you can breathe. Barrow started to nod vigorously, having become afraid they were going to suffocate him."

William continued to thrust h8is cock into the boy with deep, fast strokes and `Barrow was pleading with the man to finish. Mac excused himself to the back room to get some water and shortly thereafter returned to watch the fuckshow.

"Okay, you little bitch, I'm gonna flip you over now so I can see your pretty face when I cum inside you. I don't want to pull my dick out of your ass.

When I count to three I want you to just rotate and I'll face you and fuck you."

This was accomplished as William continued to fuck the man face to face now. He reached down into his thick bush and played with the tiny hard cock, laughing softly. Barrow knew he was being laughed at and just sobbed, totally humiliated at not only being buttfucked but being watched by the sheriff a stranger and all of his fellow prisoners except for the one in the wooden box.

"Fuck that piece of shit, buddy!" the sheriff encouraged his good friend as William continued to pound away at the sobbing Will Barrow, bent over the altar table and being sodomized for Randy, Mac and barrow's fellow prisoners to watch.

"That's some damned skilled fucking" Mac said as he rubbed the bulge in his pants. "It'd really be tempting to peel off a piece of that manpussy if I weren't saving up for those boys."

"I believe you got a fun evenin' and a fun weekend in front of you, Mac" the sheriff said. "Ever one of them young'uns was lookin' at you like a dog looks at a big old t-bone steak."

I don `need to hear that right now, Randy" Mac said with a chuckle. "Between thinking about all that and watching your good buddy fucking the shit out of that asshole, my dick's about to bust wide open. Would you mind if I have a little bit of fun with Barrow when William finishes?"

"You're our guest and you're free to do as you like" Randy said. "Looks like William's about ready to shoot his load up that ass but I'll help him along. There's nothing my buddy loves more than a tongue up his hole while he fucks a tight hole."

Randy quietly knelt behind his best friend and began to knead the cheeks of William's perfect, round, fuzzy ass. William was moaning, obviously close to a climax and when Randy spread the cheeks and hit his pink hole with his tongue. William went crazy, thrusting like nothing else in the world and yelling out loud.

"Oh goddamn!" he yelled. "Fucking don't stop that, buddy! I'm about to fill this sorry motherfucker's asshole with all the fucking cream I got!

With that William let out a loud moan followed by about ten long, hard strokes before he collapsed on the sobbing man.

"Motherfuck!" William said as he slid his cock out of Barrow's battered ass and began to pull up his underwear and then his pants.

"Nothing like a good, hard cum with your best buddy's hot tongue in your ass!" William said as he embraced the sheriff.

"I think you guys may have been a little quick to judge Mr. Barrow" Mac said, rubbing the man's shoulders as William's cum ran from his battered hole. I heard you saying earlier that Mr. Barrow may not be beyond redemption like that younger fellow was. If he's been here all this time without being allowed to complete a climax, he's bound to be filled up in his nutsack. Science teaches us that the size of a man's penis has no bearing on the amount of semen they can produce. Would you fellows mind me giving Barrow a nice climax? It's clear it could be the boy's last and I think anybody deserves to cum after being fucked like this boy was. Turn over here on your back, Barrow and slide your ass down here right at the edge of this table. I want to make sure you aren't torn after that thorough buttfucking you got."

"No, sir, please, just leave me alone" Barrow said. "Just put me back in my place on the wall and let me be. I've been tricked too many times into these men making me think they were going to let me cum and then punching me in the nuts and causing me to not finish. I can't take another disappointment and I can't take the pain."

"That was them and this is me" Mac said quietly and gently. "I think you deserve to be allowed to empty those nuts. Believe me, I was deprived while I was working down in Haiti, Sometimes it felt like my nuts got so full they were just going to explode. And after seeing how William's dick must have been stimulating your prostate, you're bound to be leaking pre-cum out of that dick of yours. Don't be embarrassed because that little dick is hard. No man could stay soft after a prostate pounding like you just got. Now come on, Mr. Barrow, just flip over here and spread those legs so I can check you and give you a little pleasure. Mr. Barrow sounds so formal. May I call you Will?"

Barrow seemed totally confused after the punishing buttfuck he had just gotten and now to be treated so gently and kindly by this new face in the building.

"Well, I guess I can do that" Barrow said, hesitantly, very unsure of who or what this man was. But hope prevailed and Barrow turned around sitting perched on the very edge of the altar table.

"That's it, little buddy" Mac said reassuringly. "You got one of the finest bodies I ever laid eyes on with all that nice, dark hair on your chest and covering your tummy. I'm not sure I've ever seen such a thick pubic patch."

Mac was running his hands over Mr. Barrow's body and Barrow couldn't help responding to his soft voice and gentle touch, even as he ran his big hands through his thick forest of pubes and gently took his tiny cock in between his thumb and index finger.

"Ah, I was right" Mac said with a smile. "That dick is leaking like crazy. Now I'm going to ask Randy and William to pull your legs back so I can visualize your hole and make sure you weren't injured. I'm an emergency medical technician so I can stitch up any little tears. I noticed a very good emergency medical kit in the back room and we certainly don't want you losing an excessive amount of blood."

As he spoke softly. Randy and Will each took one of Barrow's legs, gently pulling them back so that his knees were at his shoulders and his hole was totally exposed to Mac. Mac pulled a tube of lubricant he had round in the back room and put a gob on his index finger and began to gently trace circles around Barrow's hairy hole. The sensation was very pleasurable, the cool lubricant pleasing after the battering he had taken from William.

"Just relax, son" Mac said. "Thing look okay. Now I want you to trust me as I lube up a finger and gently insert it in your hole. I'm just going to give you a little prostate massage which is going to feel really good. Can you trust me to do that, Will?"

"Yes, sir, I guess I can but I'm not sure "Barrow answered. "I don't like having men touch me, especially on my privates or my hole. But you seem a lot nicer than these others. I guess I'll try to relax but please don't hurt me. I've been hurt enough."

"I agree, son" Mac said. "All of us deserve just a little bit of pleasure. I'll take it slow and tell you what I'm doing as I go. Now I got a whole big glob of lubricant on my finger and I'm going to stick just the tip inside your hole nice and easy. The cool lube should feel really good on your tender hole right about now. So just take a deep breath and relax. Let me give you a little pleasure, son"

Barrow did as instructed and took a couple of deep, relaxing breaths as Mac inserted one of his thick but well-lubricated fingers barely into the nice pink hole, surrounded by a forest of the darkest hair.

"Put it out of your mind what's happening here and just close your eyes and focus on the pleasure I'm going to give you. I know that nice, cool finger feels good even if it does feel like you're getting filled up. You are getting filled up but in a nice, gentle way. As my finger goes in, you'll feel it graze your prostate gland. That's the most sensitive organ in a man's body and it can really give you pleasure. Once my finger's all the way inside you, I'll pull it back a little and start to rub on that gland. That's going to feel amazing, especially if you'll just allow yourself to relax and enjoy it. I bet you enjoy having your dick sucked, don't you, son?"

"I've only had it sucked once or twice, sir" Barrow said, his face turning red. "My peter's kind of small and the boys always made fun of it. So did the only woman who ever sucked it. She made me feel real bad about it so I tried to keep it hidden. Most of the sexual experience I've had was just masturbating myself."

"Surely you must have fingered your own hole, especially since you discovered you like wearing women's panties" Mac aid softly as he continued to gently rub the boy's prostate gland.

"No, sir, I never put a finger in myself" Barrow said. "That just always seemed too faggoty for me. I hate fucking faggots, just like my daddy taught me to do. You seem like a nice man. You know faggots are bad people, just like the goddamned nig..."

"Just relax, boy, you're getting worked up" Mac said. "I bet one of these nice men might suck on that hard cock of yours if you asked nicely."

"They aren't nice men, Mac" Will answered. "They'd never do anything nice for me."

"You're wrong about that, son" William said. "You just gave me a great piece of ass and I filled you up with my hot cum. I guess the least I could do would be to suck that little boy cock of yours. It's smaller than my eleven year old son's and I do love sucking those boy cocks.

William combed through Barrow's dark, thick pubes, locating his tiny cock which was indeed hard as a stone. He leaned down and sucked it into his mouth as Barrow gasped at the pleasurable sensations on his cock as well as the extreme pleasure his prostate was feeling from Mac's finger.

"Goddamn! This is great stuff" Barrow said, now beginning to relax as his sense of safety increased. "I'd have let faggot suck my dick any time if I knew how good it felt. God knows enough faggots have tried over the years. They all wanted my cock but I was afraid after the first time I tried it. The guy sucked me off and it felt good but then he insulted me over the size of my dick and I had to beat the shit out of him. But this feels fucking amazing. I'm afraid I wont last long."

"Just make it last as long as you can son" Mac said. "Remember I'm not the one who spoiled d your climaxes before so you just focus on pleasure and take as long as you like. William will keep on sucking that dick and I see the sheriff's moving in to lick those hairy nuts of yours. We'll give you some pleasure cause you sure earned it today. I know you're getting close cause I can feel your gland getting hard. It will get rock hard before you nut and I'll just keep rubbing it gently till every bit of that cum gets drained out of your sack and in Mr. William's tummy. Enjoy it son."

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" Will Barrow said as he felt his climax imminent.

"Try to make it last, son" Mac said as he continued to stroke the young man's hardening prostate. "That's it, buddy, you're about to shoot that fucking cumload and empty those beautiful nuts."

Barrow couldn't hear a word that was being said as he felt his cum about to shoot out of his tiny hard dick and into William's mouth. But then as he was on the very cusp of shooting, he felt William's mouth come off his cock, Randy's tongue leave his wet nut sack and Mac's finger quickly jerked out of his hole. He knew he had been tricked again but he had no idea of what pain was until Mac rammed his entire lubricated fist up into Barrow's gut. Barrow screamed and tried to squirm away but he was immobilized by the men holding his arms and legs as Mac pounded his hole with his fist mercilessly, completely removing his big fist before mercilessly pounding it in, further each time. Barrow was in agony as Mac continued to punch his hole. The other men in the room were completely silent as they watched what was happening. Mac continued the painful onslaught as Barrow continued to scream and howl, begging the man to stop. He howled until Mack clapped his other hand tightly across his mouth. Looking into Barrow's panicked eyes, Mac spoke quietly.

"You're the worst piece of shit in this fucking room, Barrow" he said loudly enough for all of them to hear. "You need to learn to never, ever refer to a young boy, a fifth or sixth grade innocent boy as a fucking freak the way you referred to the principal's son. You need this fucking lesson and if I were in charge, I'd cut your nuts and that ridiculous little thing you call a cock off with that fucking straight razor, no questions asked. With those words, you answered any questions I might have had about your character."

Mack then removed his hand from Barrow's mouth and gave him six more punches with his fist, Barrow screaming, howling and pleading for mercy. Then he stopped as Randy and William released the man and his body crumpled to the floor. William, Randy, and Mac laughed as Barrow lay on the floor crying loudly in a pool of lube, some blood and cum from the fucking William had given him.

Listen up all of you shitheads" Randy said loudly to all of the prisoners. "You boys will remember that before we released young Charlie, we left him uncuffed and unchained while we were gone" Randy said. "He's told us how all of you assholes had ideas on ways he could get you out. He confessed that he tried all of em and not a goddamned thing worked. That ain't changed. So we're gonna leave Mr. Will Barrow unchained while we're gone. Barrow, if you expect to have a chance at getting' out of this place alive and intact, you will have yourself and all of these prisoners except P,T. clean as whistles when we get back. It's your last fucking chance. And you other boys need to know that me and William's goin' out of town for a couple of days. Mac here is goin' to spend the weekend on the ranch with Dale Mason and a bunch of other men in this town who despise all of you. Several of them have combinations to the steel door on this building. Once Mac tells them all about what happened here today as they all sit around the campfire they can, with our full permission, come back here and do the very same to any or all of you sorry fuckers. You disciple boys, I'd be real worried about the ideas dale Mason might get in his head. And since your nuts are pretty much already gone, I guess he'd have to cut off them worthless fuckin' cocks. As far as you Smith fuckers, you might not be at the top of Mason's list but you two got plenty to worry about once we get back from Raleigh. You better be doin' some repentin' fast cause your lives might just turn to shit in a fucking heartbeat. Barrow, if I ever again walk in this goddamned place and everthang ain't spic and span and shiny as fuck, your nuts is gone. Bet on that!"

That said, they left, plunging the room into darkness and the prisoners sobbing.