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15

"The sheriff is pretty busy today and can't seem to get nothin' done because of interruptions" Randy said with some anger in his voice.

The sheriff was still mad at the young pharmacist over her question about his son's physical development and suspicious of her because of her seeming shamelessness when it came to discussing things women shouldn't be discussing. He had secretly been concerned that Dopie's best friends were developing nice little patches of pubic hair while Dopie still had nothing above his cute little cock. His fears had been somewhat assuaged by a visit to a doctor in Raleigh who was a good friend of his new friend William. But the words from the lady pharmacist still angered him as he felt nothing about his son's body was any of her business.

"Do you think you might tear yourself away from your work to take a few minutes and help a damsel in distress?" she asked prettily.

"Well, you sure ain't bein' the haughty bitch you wuz last time I saw you" he said. "What is it you need?"

"Well, since you're judging the Miss Gayberry Pageant this weekend and you and Aunt Flea were the ones who talked me into entering, I'd be most grateful if you could come over to the drug store and tell me what you think of a couple of dresses I'm considering wearing."

It was true Randy and Aunt Flea had encouraged the young girl to enter the pageant. She and Randy had been out together several times since she moved to town. But that was before the sheriff had realized what a nosy, meddling person she was. The sheriff felt she was far to free to discuss things only men should talk about and he had begun to dislike her. However, he and Aunt Flea had indicated to her that if she entered, she would probably win since Randy had been judging the pageant ever since he had become sheriff.

He decided to play along with her, as he didn't want her talking about him with all the other women in town. He suspected she wasn't above telling lies and he didn't want sordid tales about him or his family making the rounds. After all, he had a sterling reputation in Gayberry and that was important to him.

"Okay, I guess I can take a little time to help out" he said. "Why don't you run on and I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay, sheriff," she said, giving him a peck on the cheek.

When she was out the door, the sheriff wiped her saliva off his face disgustedly.

"Damn women!" he exclaimed. "They ain't good for nuthin' except stirrin' shit up and causing problems. I think we'd be better off if we shipped ever one of `em off to another country."

Randy walked over to the drug store. No one was at the counter so he called out to the pharmacist.

"Miss Nellie, you around?"he yelled.

"Oh yes, Randy" she answered. "I'm back here in the back. Come on back here. I need some help."

When he went into the back room, which was only separated from the main part of the pharmacy by a curtain, he saw Nellie with her back to him, wearing only her slip. She turned to face him, wearing only a half slip and a lacy white bra. The girl had large breasts which spilled over the cups of the bra.

"I've had an accident, sheriff," she said. "I took these three dresses out from the dress shop to decide which one to wear for the pageant and I just can't decide. I hope you'll help me."

The sheriff turned his back to her.

"Why, Miss Nelly," he said. "You ain't decent. It ain't fittin' for a man to see a young woman with nothing on."

"Why, sheriff, don't be silly" she said. I'm fully covered. Besides, you've been married before so I know I don't have anything you haven't seen before."

"It just ain't fittin behavior for a single girl and a man" he said. "I ain't got no bizness bein' alone in here without some other folks around."

His back still to her, he felt her rubbing her barely clad body against his back and her fingers unbuttoning the top button on his shirt. Her hand slid under the tee shirt into his thick chest fur.

"You're the sheriff in this town" she said. "If a girl ain't safe with you, she can't be safe with anybody."

The sheriff felt her begin to kiss his neck and felt her warm breath on him. He felt her hand groping at the front of his pants, attempting to lower his zipper.

He spun around, planning to tell her to stop, but she didn't let him get a word out before she had her tongue in his mouth and her hand inside his fly, grabbing for his thick meat.

He pushed her away, so hard that she fell over a stool and landed in the floor. She looked shocked at his reaction.

"Miss Nelly," are you drinkin' or something?" he asked. "Don't you know anybody could come through them front doors any time and both of our reputations would be ruined in this entire town. What wuz you a'thankin?"

"I'm so sorry, sheriff," she said, feigning tears. "I've just been lonely since moving here. I don't have any friends in this town and you are such a very attractive man. I hope you'll forgive me, but I thought after your deputy came in here yesterday and bought all those things that both of y'all were men of the world. I thought it would please you if I came on to you. I assure you I have never before behaved in this manner with a man and I shall never do so again. Please forgive me."

She began to get dressed. Randy was silent.

"Miss Nelly," he said. I'm sorry you're lonesome in this town. You'd likely make more friends if you behaved like a lady instead of talkin' about things men are supposed to talk about. It ain't none of your business what my deputy came in here and bought. None of your business at all. If you're gonna live in Gayberry, you better learn how we behave and learn to keep your silly mouth shut. And grabbin' a man's dick in a public business ain't how we behave."

"Sheriff, I am so very sorry" she said. "I just don't know what got into me. I've never behaved in such a manner. I hope you won't hold it against me in the Miss Gayberry pageant. It's very important to me to win that and you and your aunt indicated I would win. Otherwise I wouldn't have even thought of entering."

"This will have no impact on Miss Gayberry" he said. "I can assure you of that. As a matter of fact, I have selected another judge to assist with that decision. It is far too big a decision for one man to make. You can rest assured of that."

"Oh, thank you, sheriff," she said as she came and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I can't tell you how grateful I am that you are such an understanding and forgiving man. Are we still on for dinner tonight?"

"I think so" the sheriff said. "We're supposed to meet up with Arney and Velma Sue at the diner at a quarter of seven. I ain't checked with him but if anything changes, I'll let you know."

As he walked back to the courthouse, the sheriff was stopped by young Kurt, the plumber's assistant. Randy could tell the young boy had something on his mind but didn't seem to be able to say it. He guided the boy over to a bench and they sat down.

"Sheriff, this is real embarrassin' to say, but I gotta say it or bust" the boy said in his soft voice.

"Sheriff, I'm really sorry about earlier today" the handsome young man said. I didn't really have an errand for my paw. I just got scared and had to get out of there. I really wanted to stay but I just got scared. I was excited and I thought I could do it but then when it came time to take my clothes off, I just felt really embarrassed and had to get away. I really wanted to stay because you were there. I think I might could've stayed if Jimmy and the others weren't there and it was just you and me. I didn't want it to stop. I've been thinking about how nice it would be to get naked with you and have you touch me. I ain't got much of a dick but it sure gets hard any time I think about you."

"Son, I'm glad you feel like that" the sheriff said. "I ain't really done that kind of stuff before but I think you're one of the most handsome boys in this town and I'd shore like to get to know you better. I wouldn't mind doin' some exploring with you if you know what I mean. It'd be real important that you don't say nothin' to nobody about what we're doin'. I got a reputation I have to uphold in this town."

"I understand, sir, and I wouldn't ever say a word to anybody that would reflect badly on you" the boy said. "I probably ought to tell you though there's something wrong with me. Or maybe not wrong but it's kind of bad. My pecker ain't all that big and it's cut too."

"You mean circumcised, son?" the sheriff asked. "There ain't many boys or men in these parts with cut dicks. Is yore paw cut too?" the sheriff asked.

"No, sir," the boy answered, his face turning red. "Just when I started getting' a few hairs down there, I figured out how good it felt to touch myself when I'd get hard. I was doin' it all the time until one day my paw caught me doin' it. I told him how good it felt and how I couldn't stop doin' it. He took me to our preacher, who's my dad's brother. Brother Roy told my paw that some boys have that problem and how it was a sin against God to spill seed on the ground. The next time he caught me he told my uncle, my paw and the reverend took me out to the church where he preaches and they held me down and cut the skin off the end of my penis. They were both pretty drunk and they didn't give me nothing to ease the pain. I can't tell you how much it hurt, sheriff. And healin' up was just awful. I ain't felt the same way about my paw since it happened. I don't hate him or my uncle but I just don't feel nothin' at all for either of them. And it didn't do nothin' to make me stop stroking myself. I'm just a lot more careful not to get caught. But just being around you makes me want to do sex things. I hope you won't hate me for being truthful with you and I hope you won't tell anybody about what my paw and his brother did to me. They both told me they'd kill me if I ever opened my mouth about it. I been wanting to talk to somebody about all this stuff and something just told me today you were a grown man I could trust."

"I'm glad you felt that way, son, and I'll keep what you told me to myself" the sheriff said. "I thought you was kind of shy today and I suspected you might be a virgin except for beatin' your meat. You ever had anybody suck you off, son?" the sheriff asked.

"No, sir," the boy said. "I ain't never done nothin' with nobody except what my paw and his brother forced me to do. That hurt a whole lot and my uncle held a knife to my throat and threatened me if I told. I'm engaged to my uncle's daughter. My paw and my uncle made a real big deal out of it in our church about me and Sarah being betrothed. We haven't had sex or anything. We haven't even kissed or held hands. Girls in our religion aren't allowed to even be alone with boys till they're married. They're planning a wedding for us in about a year when she turns fourteen."

"Son, I'd be glad to play around with you if that's what you'd like" the sheriff said. "I ain't had much experience myself but I've enjoyed what I've done and I like sharin' it with others. You and Mr. Lee will be doin' a shower install at my house when you finish this job. We'll find more time to talk and to make a plan."

"Gee, thank you, sheriff," the boy said. That's the best news I ever heard."

The sheriff watched the handsome boy's bubble butt walk away from him.

"Life is good" he said to no one.

When he got back inside the court house, Jimmy and the deputy were just finishing hanging curtains in one of the cells. The curtain was on a rod with rings so that it could be closed to allow some privacy in one of the cells.

"Looks like y'all done a pretty good job, boys" the sheriff said. "Just remember, that curtain ain't never to be closed without me sayin' it's okay. Deputy, did this boy keep his hands out of his pants while y'all was workin?"

"Yes, sir, sheriff," I didn't catch the boy with his hand in his pants a single time."

"That's a good thing" Randy said. "I know the boy wants to go back to school, but the truth is I can't trust him not to beat his meat while he's at school. I can't keep an eye on him while he's there."

While they were having this conversation, his friend, William, came in.

"Hey, sheriff! What are y'all talkin' about?" the man asked.

"I was just sayin' our boy Jimmy wants to go back to school but I can't trust him not to sneak in the bathroom or somewhere and beat his meat" the sheriff explained. "I've told him he ain''t to touch that dick till I give him permission. I'm trying to teach the boy about self-control."

"I may have an answer for that" the man said. "I may have just the thing for that if I can find it. I'm headed home so I'll check before I come back this evening. We still on to meet with the coach's son after school?"

"Yessiree" the sheriff answered.

The sheriff filled his friend in on what had happened with Nelly at the drug store. He also filled his friend in on the fun he'd had with the plumber and young Jimmy a little earlier. William said he needed to have a little closer look at Jimmy to make sure his solution might work. The boy had been sitting quietly in his cell, trying to convince the sheriff he could be trusted to go back to school. The sheriff called him and he came quickly, still dressed in only the gray athletic shorts he had been given.

"Yes, sir, sheriff," he said brightly.

"I need you to drop them shorts boy" William said. "Drop `em down around your ankles."

Jimmy hated being exposed before other men, but after getting a nod of the head from the sheriff, he complied quickly. He was naked now in front of the sheriff and William with the deputy sitting close by at his desk. Arney was watching their every move closely but feigning disinterest.

"That's a pretty big piece the boy's got there, sheriff, but I think we can make it work" William said.

Jimmy had no idea what the man was talking about, nor did the sheriff. Will reached out and weighed the boy's nut sac in his hand, tickling the perineum. That area under his nut sac was particularly sensitive as it had almost never been touched by anyone. Will then took the boy's thick, uncut meat in his hand and skinned back the foreskin, revealing his fat pink cockhead. Jimmy started to harden, though he was trying not to.

"This boy's cock gets hard by barely being touched. I can understand your concern. If you don't watch him, he'll be beatin' that meat ten times a day or more. Those nuts are feeling pretty full. I thought you had him banded."

"I did, but he's behaved himself today so I'm givin' him a little break. Gave him them shorts to wear too" the sheriff said.

"You know best, sheriff, but I'd be careful about giving him too much too soon" Will said. "He probably ought to be in prison right now. He owes it to you that he's not getting that pretty little butt of his ripped to pieces right now. They'd tear that cute butt up in Statesville. He wouldn't survive one night with them goddamned criminals."

His words made Jimmy shiver. He knew he wouldn't survive in prison and his fate was entirely dependent upon the sheriff's good graces. The boy was convinced the sheriff could put him in the squad car and drive him up to Statesville on a whim and the boy would have no recourse.

"Well, I'll run on up to my house and see if I can find that device for your prisoner. Would you like to join me, sheriff?" William asked.

"Ain't much goin' on around here right now" the sheriff replied. "Might as well."

Randy told the boy to leave the shorts off for now and instructed his deputy to put the boy back in the cell with one wrist cuffed to the bars of the cell. He ordered the deputy that if he saw Jimmy even touch his own cock, he was to have his hands cuffed behind him. He introduced Will to Mr. Lee, the plumber and his cute young assistant, Kurt. Randy could tell by the way the man was eyeing the young boy's cute bubble butt that he approved. Then the two men left and got into William's shiny new Buick.

As they drove to William's home, the sheriff and Will discussed the information they had on Coach Thomas and his older son, Mark. Dopie's little friend, Jeffy had confessed to the sheriff that his older brother was having sex with the young boy, although not as often as the boy would like. Jeffy said the older brother was also having sex with his father and the boy's fourteen year-old sister, Betty Jean. The men agreed they had enough information to make sure the coach did anything they wanted him to do. What was less clear was the coach's exact relationship with Principal Whaley and his son. Apparently the coach and the principal had known each other in Charlotte and Jeffy even referred to the man as `Uncle Ben, as did the coach's older son. A further mystery was that the coach was a single man, yet he had a son just a little older than Dopie and Jeffy. It was unclear where the kid had come in or if he fit into the whole sexual picture. The sheriff had also learned that young Jimmy thought of Principal Whaley, who was also the school's track coach as his mentor. Both men agreed to start the ball rolling with young Mark, whom the sheriff had ordered to be at the court house after school.

The two men also discussed getting the scout troop started for their boys. They both wanted to get things rolling, but with Founders Day Celebration and Miss Gayberry Pageant scheduled for the coming weekend, it might be hard to schedule a night in the woods campout for the boys.

"I think Dopie and Billy Paul have been training pretty hard for their races" William said.

"Yeah, they sure have" the sheriff added. "I was thinking we might get them out of the way this afternoon by sending my dumbass deputy out to train with them. It will get the boys from underfoot and keep the boys busy while we do our interrogation of Mark Thomas."

"He sure is a cute little fucker" William said. "I can't wait to strip the boy down and handle him."

"I was surprised to learn the boy was cut" the sheriff said. "According to his little brother Jeffy, the boy's maw had him cut while he was out of town. Neither the paw or little Jeffy's cut so I understand the coach was really pissed off when he came home and found part of the boy's dick had been cut off."

"I can imagine" Will said. "I'd have killed my bitch wife if she'd let anybody put a knife to either of my sons. I can tell you something I've never shared with anybody else. This device we're going to my house to get is called a chastity device. I think it might do the job on little Jimmy since you don't want the boy touching himself. When my older boy started hitting puberty, I was on the road a lot. My slut wife complained to her daddy that my older boy was beating his meat a lot. I knew nothing about it, but she told her daddy it was a problem. I came home one weekend to find my older son crying in his room. It was hard to find out what was going on. You know some boys can be kind of shy when they start getting' pubes and pit hair. I'd been traveling so much I didn't realize my son had started puberty. His asshole grandpaw had gone out and bought some device that's like a ring and a tube. He'd put my boy in it and locked it so the boy couldn't touch his own cock. It was awful. When my son finally showed it to me, I came close to killing my father-in-law and my wife. It's like a tight band that fits around a boy's nut sac and his cock, then attaches to a tube you put the boy's cock through. Then the whole thing is locked."

"I ain't never heard of such" the sheriff said. "I'd imagine that can't be too comfortable."

"Oh hell, no, it's not comfortable" the man said. "When I saw that contraption on my son, I went off. I had to put a knife to the old man's throat to get the key away from him so I could unlock my son's cock. That's when my older boy and I started getting so close. I never trusted the bitch I'm married to again. His grandpaw has managed to buy his way back in by paying the boy's college tuition and promising to pay for law school. But my boy knows what a fucking snake the man is and he'll turn on him when he's finished using him. I can't wait for that day. I look forward to you meeting my older boy, Johnny. He doesn't get home too often but you'll like the boy. He's quite a looker."

"If he's anything like Billy Paul, he's gotta be" the sheriff said." "By the way, I'd really appreciate it if you'd join me in judging the Miss Gayberry Pageant Saturday. I think we could have some fun with it and all them young women wantin' that title. A lot of `em would do anything to win. And I mean anything" the sheriff said, winking at his new best friend.

William reached over and put one of his big hand on Randy's thigh as they enjoyed a chuckle. Randy liked the feel of having the man's hand on his thigh.

A few minutes later they reached the Walker home. It was a sprawling rancher on a very large lot in one of the new parts of the old town. Will pulled his car up in front of a double garage and hit a button. The garage door opened, making a soft groaning sound.

"That's pretty fancy" the sheriff said. "I ain't seen many of them around here."

"When Paw-in-law is paying the bills, you can have nice things." he man said, inviting Randy into his house. The men went into a large den where an attractive woman was watching television and drinking a martini with two olives in the glass. The woman didn't speak to them or even acknowledge their presence, which seemed strange to Randy. They went outside through a back door and William unlocked a storage shed. There were a number of large wooden boxes on shelves.

"I'm not sure where this thing is" he said. "I haven't seen it in several years, but I know it's here. Never imagined I'd have any use for it till now."

He grinned as he said that. He opened the first box but it didn't contain what he was looking for. He did, however, find a large, heavy brown wooden paddle with holes drilled in it. He lifted it out, chuckling.

"This may come in handy" he said. "I forgot it was here. It's the paddle we used in my college frat days. That board has turned some college frat boy asses red in its time. We might be able to use it" he said as he swung the paddle a couple of times. In the next box, he found what he had been looking for. It appeared to be a plastic tube in the shape of a penis with a metal ring and a tiny padlock.

"This may be a little tight for that big-dicked boy" he said, "but that'll just add to the fun."

He went through another box and found several dildoes which he handed to Randy. The sheriff had heard of these but had never actually seen one. They ranged in size from very small to a large black one which was very thick and very black.

"I think that's about a nine-incher" the man explained.

Randy didn't ask for an explanation as to why Will had these items and no explanation was offered. The man went back through the house where the woman had not moved, still watching a soap opera on the television.

"Bye, bitch" William said. "Billy Paul won't be home after school. He'll be with me."

She had no reply. The men got back into the Buick.

"Looks like they're comin' right along with that swimming pool" the sheriff said. "They've about got the hole dug, ain't they?"

"You bet" Will said. "Billy Paul is so excited, he can't hardly stand it. I hope you and Dopie will feel free to use it any time you like. And bathing suits will be optional."

"Yore wife might not like that idea" Randy said.

"Fuck that bitch" he chuckled. "I may hold her head under long enough to do the job. That bitch won't say a word to anybody. She probably won't even notice. She's drunk by noon ever' day. Her old man's been buggin' her about comin' to visit. I keep praying she'll just pack up her shit and move back to that fancy apartment with her despicable father. Those two deserve each other. I'll tell you one goddamn thing though. I'll never let him get his hooks into my younger boy. I'd kill that motherfucker first."

"Can't say as I blame you" the sheriff said. "If I came home and found that contraption on my Dopie, whoever put it on him would have to answer to me – and he'd have a lot to answer for."

"My boy was pretty upset" Will said. "I'll never forget the day I came home and found him. He was in his room crying and wouldn't talk to me. He was afraid of his grandfather cause the asshole had threatened him not to tell. When he finally pulled his pants down and I saw that wire cage on his pretty penis, I could have gone off on the old man. If my boy hadn't begged me not to, I'd have killed that motherfucker right then and there."

"Does that thing hurt when it's on a cock?" the sheriff asked.

"It sure as hell ain't comfortable" Will said. "When a boy's dick is locked in that cage, he can't get hard. When he starts to harden, it sure as hell hurts cause that dick's got nowhere to go. If they're put on too tight, it can completely cut off circulation to a man's nuts and his pecker. He could end up losing his junk. But it's pretty safe and it has to fit pretty tight or a boy can grease it up and slide it off."

"I think it's the perfect solution for Jimmy" the sheriff said. "If I can be sure the boy can't beat his meat, I'd consider lettin' the boy go back to school. Of course I'd want to lay eyes on him several times during the day so he knows he's being watched."

"Couldn't agree more" Will said. "I think it's gonna be fun to have that coach under our control. He's a muscular guy and he seems to get his way."

"Yes" the sheriff said. "I think it's wrong that he makes his older boy suck him and the coach fucks the boy, but he don't do nothin' for the boy in return. I hear he tells the boy that only boys suck dick and get fucked – not men."

"Why, that ain't fair at all" Will said. "That asshole needs a lesson. I guess there are still a lot of men with those old-fashioned beliefs."

"Or several lessons" the sheriff chuckled. "By the way, where'd you get all them sex toys and that paddle that was in your garage?"

"That's all left over from my college days" William said. "I was a pretty wild frat boy back in the day. There wasn't much me and my fraternity brothers wouldn't do with each other or with ever' girl on the campus."

Ah, I wondered where you learned to like so many things" the sheriff said. "You've made me think about stuff I'd a never thought about just a few days ago. My dick's stayin' harder than it was when I was a teen-ager. Can we make a quick run by old Jubal's farm. I need to fill out a report on a cow he had stolen last night."

They took off for the run down farm. Jubal reported a cow had been taken out of his barn the night before. Randy took down all the details. As they were leaving the barn, Randy noticed something on the wall of the barn.

"Is that a cattle prod?" the sheriff asked.

"Shore is, sheriff" the man answered.

"I ain't seen one of them in a while" the sheriff said. "Think you might let me borrow that for a while, Jubal," he asked.

"Naw, wouldn't mind at all" he reported.

Randy thanked him and took the cattle prod as he and William left. As they drove back to the court house, Randy explained that a cattle prod delivers a substantial electrical shock.

"I think this might be useful in training young Jimmy not to touch his pecker" the sheriff said. "One zap with that will shock his ass off. He'll be in the floor beggin' me not to do it again" he laughed.

"Sounds like a useful tool to me" William remarked. "Could come in handy with that coach we got to work on too."

When the men got back to the court house, things were quiet. Jimmy was in his cell, still naked, with his hands cuffed behind him.

"Deputy," the sheriff said, "get over there and uncuff that boy. You can give him them shorts to put on. Now that we're back, I think he knows better than to even think about puttin' a hand on that big old swingin' dick."

The deputy did as instructed.

"Now that's the way I like to see my deputy act" the sheriff said. "Doin' as instructed without any backtalk or questionin' what I say. Are the plumbers done installin' that shower in the back room?"

"No, sheriff," the deputy answered. "They was almost done but Mr. Lee got a call sayin' his wife might be goin' into labor. He was worried cause it's kinda early so he went on over to the hospital after Doc Andrew called. Young Kurt is back there finishin' up. The boy thinks he can finish the work hisself."

Randy walked into the back room where young Kurt was working away. The boy didn't hear him enter the room and continued his work, his jeans down slightly, exposing just the top of his creamy white butt and the top of his crack. The sheriff swatted the boy on the butt, lightly and the boy jumped, startled.

"You about scared the pee out of me, sheriff" the boy said, laughing.

"Sorry, Kurt, I just couldn't resist doing that, boy," the sheriff said, sitting on a stool beside where the lad was working. Kurt smiled up at the sheriff.

"That really is a cute little bubble butt you got on you, son," the sheriff said quietly. "I hope you can keep it a secret that I told you that."

The boy blushed.

"I promise I ain't tellin' a soul, sheriff," the boy said. "I really did mean what I told you earlier about how much I like being around you. I ain't never felt nothin' like it."

"Was you tellin' me the truth when you said you ain't never done nothin' with nobody else in a sex kind of way `cept the stuff your paw and your uncle forced you to do?"

"I swear it, sheriff," the boy said. I ain't even never kissed another person, boy or girl. I think about it. I think about it a lot and it sure makes me hard. But my paw don't take to that kind of stuff. That's why he took me and got me cut like the preacher told him. But since it healed up, it ain't stopped feelin' good when I touch it. I want to touch it all the time. Thinking about you putting your finger in me makes me harder than anything. I'm sorry, sheriff, but I'm hard as a rock right now just sittin' here with you."

"Kurt, why are you getting married at such a young age?" the sheriff asked.

"My paw said that's the way it's gonna' be. I ain't got no choice. I'm betrothed to my preacher's daughter but she ain't quite thirteen yet. She's my first cousin but my dad says ain't a thing wrong with that. I barely ever been around her cause our church don't let boys and girls mingle much. I think they're afraid that some sex stuff will get started. But I honestly got no interest in her or any other girl. We can't marry till she turns fourteen. Them's the church's rules. The preacher says the Virgin Mary had baby Jesus when she was fourteen so that's the age when girls can get married and start having babies. I don't think I want to get married at all. Specially when I get around you and have all these mixed up feelings."

"Is Mr. Lee, your boss, a member of your church, son?" the sheriff asked.

"He used to be, sheriff," the boy said. "He married his wife when she turned fourteen. He's a good ten years older than his wife and they've already got a house full of little ones. He don't want no more, but he says he really loves fuckin' his wife and ain't willin' to give that up and the church says usin' rubbers is a sin. He left the church after he started having kids. He said ain't no daughter of his gonna be married up like a brood mare when she starts growin' a few hairs down there. No, sir, him and his family pulled right out of that church."

"How do you feel about that church, Kurt?" Randy asked.

"I hate it, sheriff," the boy said. "I hate ever minute of it but my paw says he'll beat me black and blue if I don't go and I know he means it. Mr. Lee has told me I could run away from paw and move in with him and his family, but I know he's got a housefull and I know paw would just hunt me down, tear my ass up and make me come home."

The boy was blushing deeply as he bared his soul to the sheriff. The boy was quiet for a minute and Randy put his arm around the boy, drawing him closer. He smelled the fresh boy scent coming off the lad. He liked it. A lot. The boy put his hand on the sheriff's muscular thigh and the sheriff put his hand on top of the boy's.

"Don't worry, boy, we'll find somethin' that'll work better for you" the sheriff said. "Just hang in for now and get your work finished up here."

"I will, sheriff" he said quietly. "And I really do appreciate you just listenin' to me. Makes me feel a whole lot better."

The sheriff realized he wanted to kiss the boy but he didn't. He knew that was just something men and boys didn't do. He headed back to the main room of the court house where William was talking to his deputy.

"Sheriff, I gave the deputy a list of a few more things I think we might need from the drug store, but he doesn't seem to want to run an errand for me" Will said. "He says I ain't his boss and that only you can tell him what to do."

"He said all that, did he?" the sheriff asked angrily.

The sheriff's temper flared.

"William, where did you put that fuckin' paddle we brought from your house?"

"I put it in the top drawer of your desk, sheriff," he said, retrieving it and handing it to Randy.

"Deputy, you got ten seconds to be out of them clothes and bent over this desk" he barked. "You better believe I mean it and you better get out of them fuckin' clothes right now. You now have seven seconds! 7 – 6 – 5 – 4 – 3-..."

Deputy Arney knew the sheriff meant business and he was totally and completely nude by the time the sheriff reached 2. He was so humiliated to be naked in front of other men because of his tiny uncut cock and his almost hairless body. He was now completely nude and bent over the sheriff's large oak desk, waiting for what he knew would be a painful punishment.

William and Jimmy were laughing at the deputy scurrying to get his clothes off so he could get his ass whipped.

Randy stepped behind the deputy and let go of the first hard lick with the heavy wooden paddle.

Owwww!" the deputy screamed. "Stop it, Randy! I can't take that. I ain't built for pain!"

"William, hand me the duct tape out of that same drawer the paddle was in, please" the sheriff said quietly. The sheriff took the black tape and began to wind it around the deputy's face so he could not scream.

"You just fucking never listen and never fucking learn do you?" the sheriff asked. "Well you're going to learn to listen and to obey orders if I have to turn that scrawny little ass of yours into raw meat every day for the rest of the fucking year. You better not even think about raisin' up off that desk or I'll double the ten licks I was originally plannin' to give you. Don't fucking move a hair!"

The sheriff proceeded to give the man nine more of the hardest licks imaginable. The deputy had tears streaming down his face but the sheriff didn't let up at all. Arney dared not move a muscle although the pain from the heavy paddle was almost unimaginable.

When the sheriff was finished, his right arm was exhausted. The deputy lay unmoving, his butt cheeks red as fire and burning as if they'd been set on fire.

He wanted badly to rub his cheeks but was afraid to move at all, fearing more licks.

"Good job, sheriff," Will said. "I know you hated doing that but maybe your deputy will learn his place."

"Would you like to give him a few licks for good measure?" the sheriff chuckled.

"I think the deputy may have learned his lesson, at least for now" William said, "although it might be fun to watch him beat his meat."

"That could be amusin'" the sheriff said. "I stopped by his room the other day and he happened to be in the middle of beatin' his meat. He was embarrassed and tried to deny it but I knew exactly what he was doin'. I shoulda beat his ass then for tryin' to lie to me. I think that might make this an even more memorable lesson for him."

"Whatever you think, sheriff," the man said. "You are certainly the boss here."

"You heard him, deputy" the sheriff barked. "Turn over on your back and get that meat hard. You better beat it like your life depended on it. Too slow and William will take the paddle to your sorry ass again. You better get it through your dumb fuckin' head that an order from him is the same as an order from me. So you better get started getting'' that tiny little boy dick of yours hard enough to beat."

The deputy was humiliated as he stood up, then laid back on the desk exposing his tiny meat. He immediately began to tug on the foreskin and he got hard pretty quickly. He held his little dick between his thumb and forefinger and moved the skin back and forth over the head quickly.

"That ain't even a good mouthful of meat, sheriff," William said. "Both our boys got more meat than this deputy."

"Ain't it the truth" the sheriff said. "Is them other toys you brought in the drawer too?"

At a nod from William, Randy reached into the drawer, retrieving a black buttplug. He spit on the plastic toy and shoved it into the deputy's hole. The deputy gasped but he couldn't make a sound as the duct tape still covered his mouth. He squirmed, trying to adjust to the anal invader but it was incredibly uncomfortable to him.

"I think he's trying to say `thank you'" William laughed.

The men howled with laughter as they watched the deputy pound his meat, the black butt plug peeking from his stretched , hairless hole. It wasn't long until it appeared the deputy was about to climax. His breathing was more rapid and the men could tell he was reaching his peak. Just as he was almost there, William delivered a fist to his tiny nuts, commanding him to get his hands off his cock. The deputy was in pain and shocked at this interruption. He had never experienced a ruined climax and his nuts were now hurting as much as his red butt.

Both men laughed as the sheriff ripped the duct tape from his mouth and ordered him to get dressed.

"We got more to do here than sittin' around beatin' our meat all day, deputy," the sheriff said. "You better get dressed and get to steppin' over to the pharmacy with that list of stuff Will gave you. And make it fast, deputy! Before you leave, you better get that plug out of your hole, wash it off, dry it off, and put it back in that drawer"

Randy had never seen his deputy move so fast and he was out the door, list in hand in a couple of minutes, as the men enjoyed a good laugh. In a matter of minutes, the deputy returned with a bag holding the items William had ordered.

By the way, deputy, I'm havin' doubts about my own vision" the sheriff said. "When I was over at the drug store earlier, it looked to me like Nelly was puttin' on a few pounds around her middle. It may just be me but it shore did look like she's gainin' some weight. I've tried to be careful and always used a...naw, I'm sure it's just my imagination."

Arney was shocked at the implication by the sheriff that he'd been having sex with the druggist. He quickly put it together that the sheriff had been about to say how he had always used a rubber. He'd always thought Nelly was a good girl who wouldn't do anything before she got married, or at least had an engagement ring. The deputy was wondering about a lot of things as he sat quietly at his desk, his scrawny ass still on fire.