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19

Just as they finished with breakfast, a knock came at the door. It was William and Billy Paul. Billy Paul had ridden over with his dad as the boy wanted to walk to school with Dopie. The boys took off for school and the sheriff introduced William to the Colonel. William accepted the offer of coffee as well as the Colonel's offer of a shot of liniment in the coffee.

"Smells delightful – like almonds " Will said.

"Almonds indeed" the Colonel chuckled. "You have very fine olfactory discrimination. It does indeed contain almonds and vanilla in addition to a secret ingredient. Both of you gentlemen certainly have handsome sons. I have four sons by three different women. I rarely see them but I support all of them comfortably. I was never able to maintain a relationship with a woman for an extended period. "

"Four sons?" William asked. "That is, in itself quite an accomplishment."

"I am from a family of men. I had six brothers and my father had seven. Not a girl in the group."

"That is remarkable" William said. "And your liniment is quite delicious."

The Colonel gifted William a bottle and invited him to return to purchase additional bottles if he enjoyed it. Randy inquired as to how long the Colonel planned to be in town. He said he was uncertain. Randy invited him to stay in the guest room with his family. William also offered his guest house should the Colonel decide to stay longer. Both men shook his hand and took off for the court house.

"He's a very handsome man" William said as they got in the car. "Don't you think he looks like Clark Gable?"

"Absolutely" the sheriff said. "He's a ringer for the actor. He's also a very sexy man. The mayor's wife seems to think so too."

William was shocked when the sheriff related having found Mrs. Dykes naked in the guest room talking about how she had enjoyed fucking the Colonel.

"Women just don't do that or talk that way in Gayberry" William said. "Even if they're thinkin' about dicks, they'd never let anyone know. You know, the mayor was tellin' me the other day about how he regrets not ever havin' a son? It may not be too late."

The men shared an evil laugh.

Randy explained to William the arrangements he had made with the warden up in Statesville to bring the coach up there for a few days. He explained it was pretty much a secret program except among law enforcement officers. The idea was that some lawbreakers were too rough or too violent to be held in local jails. They would normally be in local facilities pending trial, but the arrangement Randy had made was to bring the coach to the prison for three days. At the end of the three days, Randy would return to get him. The warden felt that three days was enough to teach even the most violent prisoner plenty of lessons, the main one being that they never wanted to spend another day in Statesville. The coach would not be told that he would only be there for three days. As far as he knew he had been incarcerated there forever.

"Only a couple of prisoners have been murdered, so the warden feels that is a low price to pay for the rehabilitation they're accomplishing" the sheriff said. "I wouldn't have considered this for Coach if he hadn't attacked my deputy. The deputy is a little shithead but I cannot afford to have people knowing law enforcement officers can be attacked with impunity. This is for the greater good."

"I couldn't agree more" William said. "Seeing that man get fucked by his own kid for the first time ever was pretty good. He even hated having that handsome young Jimmy sucking on his dick. It was humiliating for both of them. I find it hard to believe a man could reach coach's age without ever enjoyin' the feel of a hard dick slidin' up inside them and rubbin' that sweet spot."

The sheriff was silent. William picked up on his silence.

"Randy, I think we're good enough friends now for us to talk about most anything" he said. "You ain't never had that feelin' of a slick, greased up dick slidin' in you, have you?"

"No, Will, I ain't" the sheriff said. "Truth is I ain't ever even thought about considerin' it. Not till lately. I been thinkin' about it some lately. Part of it was seeing how much your boy, Billy Paul likes having a big, hard dick inside his butt."

"It's a feelin' like none other in this world" William said. "If it's done right it's an amazing' feeling. I'll teach you a lot if you're interested in learning, sheriff. You're a very sexy man and I think we enjoy a lot of the same things. Most men just never admit to one another how much they like them things. That's where we're different. And nobody else ever has to find out a thing. Who's going to suspect a married man with two sons and a macho, masculine sheriff?"

The sheriff and Will exchanged smiles. Randy put his big hand on William's thigh as they finished their ride to the court house.

"Today will be a fun day" William said. "For us."

They went into the court house where Arney was watching Mark finish his shower. The cut boy, a high school junior, flashed them both a warm smile. Randy realized he might have been a little harsh on the handsome ginger boy. Mark had only been guilty of fucking his sister and having his little brother suck him off. It appeared the little sister was a vixen who had seduced the handsome ginger boy. He had been sucking his own father for several years but that was likely initiated by his father, Coach Thomas. Mark had quickly confessed to the sheriff and had given incriminating evidence on his father. Mark had also explained that his father had always refused to reciprocate the sexual favors for the boy, which had led to Mark using his little brother in the same manner he was used by his dad.

"Good morning, sheriff," Mark said with a smile, drying his muscular young body. The boy smelled fresh and clean and was fresh from a good hot shower. Mark had developed a good attitude toward his own body and being nude in front of others. That was one small credit for his father, the sheriff thought.

Mark, did your paw ever tell you not to be so free about bein' naked in front of other men and boys?" the Sheriff asked him.

"No, sir, sheriff," the boy answered. "As a matter of fact, I always felt like he enjoyed watching me naked and enjoyed other folks lookin' at me. He never said that outright so I may be wrong but that's kinda how I thought."

"Jimmy, you need to get in this shower now" the deputy said.

The handsome boy was reluctant to leave his cot. William and Randy knew he was embarrassed by the device they had attached to his penis the day before and it made a soft rattling sound as he walked. As Jimmy walked to the shower, he held his hands in front of his crotch. The sheriff took a hard swat at the boy's bare ass.

"Boy, move them goddamned hands unless you want to start this day with a red ass" the sheriff said. "I've got that paddle over there on my desk and I won't hesitate to use it. If you don't believe it, just try me."

Jimmy didn't want the paddle used on him. He was humiliated being naked and having men look at him and touch him. He hated the chastity device he had been put in and it was painful with the tight band around his entire genital area. He was slow to move when told to head to the shower and Randy was feeling impatient. The sheriff walked to his desk and picked up the heavy wooden paddle.

"Get over here!" he barked at Jimmy.

"But sheriff," he whined.

"Now, goddammit, boy" the sheriff said, leaving no doubt Jimmy better comply.

The boy walked over to the desk where the sheriff roughly bent him over the desk and began to swat his ass with the heavy paddle. Each lick made a loud slapping sound and the boy cried out with each of the swats.

"Please, sheriff" the boy begged. "No more, please. It hurts so bad. I can't take it."

Randy laughed softly at the sobbing boy.

"Jimmy, you don't seem to learn nearly as fast as your friend, Mark does" he said. "I've half a mind to just leave your ass up in Statesville with the coach. After all, the mayor's daughter said the whole thing was your idea. That makes what you did an attempted rape."

"No, please, sheriff!" the boy begged. "Please don't do that to me."

"Then you better get your fuckin' ass in that shower and not say another word!" Randy said. "And dry them fuckin' tears. I'm about tired of that shit."

The boy moved quickly into the back room and into the shower and began lathering his body. The device on his genitals was an obscene site. The cock was far too large for the device which made it even more obscene.

"Sheriff, I didn't know what you had planned for these prisoners to wear up to Statesville today" the deputy said. "I know we got a suitcase full of Jimmy's clothes in the back and we got the clothes Mark was wearin' when he come in. There ain't nothing wearable left of the coach's clothes."

"How did the coach behave last night, deputy?" William asked.

"Not good" the deputy reported. "He'd nod off from time to time but he didn't sleep for long. Ever time he woke up, he'd start yellin' and struggling and fightin the cuffs and the tape all over again. I managed to wash him good except for where the tape is on his ankles and his face. I had to tape his mouth again cause he was yellin' and cussin' and keepin' the other prisoners awake. He's got a nasty mouth on him, that's for sure. He tried to bite me several times. The worse was when I started washing his ass and his privates. He went absolutely berserk. I don't believe he likes havin' another man put his hands on his private stuff."

"You done good, deputy" the sheriff said. "I seen that Miss Nelly opened early this morning. I'd like you to run over there and get me three of them boys' sized jock straps."

"Don't you mean the men's size, sheriff?" Arney asked.

"I meant exactly what I fucking said, deputy!" the sheriff barked impatiently. "I wish to fucking Jesus you could, just for once, follow my orders without havin' to question me!"

Deputy Arney was out the door in a hurry.

William was drying Jimmy when the boy finished his shower. It was clear to see Will was enjoying touching the boy's body, which Jimmy found humiliating.

"It'd be a real shame to lose these big, beautiful balls this boy has, sheriff," William said. "A damned shame. But if he doesn't start learnin' fast, he's bound to lose `em. I hate to see what will happen to the pretty ass up in Statesville if we leave him there."

Jimmy's eyes widened. He didn't want to hear this kind of talk.

"You're right, Will, maybe we ought to take chat boy's cherry before he gets it all tore up by them prisoners. I hear some of them black men got giant cocks 5 or 6 times the size of ours" the sheriff said.

"That's true, sheriff," William said. "I saw some black dicks when I was living' up in Raleigh. Some of `em worked out at the Y. You wouldn't believe how big some of those cocks were."

"Turn around, Jimmy" William said. "Turn around and touch your toes. Show me and the sheriff that pretty pink hole of yours, boy."

Jimmy was terrified and humiliated. He couldn't take even the thought of another man entering him with his cock but he knew he was helpless. He bent over and spread his cheeks apart, exposing his pink hole.

"Why don't you go ahead and take the boy's cherry, Will?" the sheriff asked. "It'd be a shame for it to be tore up in Statesville. He won't be worth fuckin' after he's been up there."

Jimmy realized it was about to happen. He dreaded the humiliation of being fucked in front of his friend and he was terrified of the pain. He couldn't imagine having a thick, hard, man cock in his hole. But he resigned himself to the pain and humiliation he was bound to endure as William unbuckled his pants. He knew his only chance of returning to his normal life was to go along and do as he was instructed.

"Get down there and suck it a little, Jimmy" Will ordered. "You better get it good and slick and hard cause it's goin' right up inside you. And your spit is all the lube I plan to use so you better get it good and wet. Lick those balls too."

Jimmy knelt and began to lick wetly at William's big hairy nut sac. He gagged briefly but controlled it, fearing he would get a hard slap in the face if he didn't.

"Good job on the nuts, boy," he said. "Now get on that big old dick and get it good and wet cause it's about to go straight up your pretty virgin hole."

Jimmy knew his worst fears were about to be realized and he sucked the man's dick for all he was worth. He briefly hoped he might get the man off with his mouth and avoid being buttfucked, but he knew the man had too much control for that. William wanted a piece of his ass and he was about to have it. Jimmy tried to convince himself that at least William was a handsome, very clean man and that he had two sons of his own. Jimmy also tried to convince himself that a man with two sons wouldn't hurt a teen like himself. He saw the sheriff rubbing the big bulge in his pants and feared the sheriff would follow behind William and fuck him also. He considered running away, but he knew the men were strong and fast and to attempt to run would be his ticket straight into Statesville prison.

William pulled him up from his knees and led him over to the big desk. He told Jimmy to bend over the desk and the boy fearfully complied. Jimmy closed his eyes and braced himself. He felt William rubbing his hard cock around his spit-slicked hole and said a silent prayer that he could survive without screaming and totally humiliating himself. Just as William was ready to thrust his thick, hard daddy cock into the boy, the door opened and the mayor walked in.

William turned and pulled up his pants, ordering Jimmy back to his cell.

"Sorry, chap," the mayor said. "Looks like my timing was bad. That boy needs a big old dick up in him like he tried to put his in my sweet little daughter. Please don't stop on my account."

"It's no problem, Mr. Mayor," William said. "I really was doing kind of a rush job. The boy may be stayin' up at the prison when we take the coach up there. I thought it'd be a shame for that cherry to be busted by a bunch of nasty fucking prisoners."

William and Randy were worried as to whether the mayor knew anything about his own wife being fucked by the traveling liniment salesman in Randy's guest room the night before. Neither man saw any change in his demeanor to indicate he knew about that.

"How are things with you, Mr. Mayor?" the sheriff asked.

"Everything's fine" he said.

"And with your family?" William asked. "How is that beautiful wife of yours?"

"I rarely see the bitch and that's fine with me" the mayor said. "I almost never see her in the morning. She lays up in bed in her room while I get the girls off to school and myself off to work. I don't think she usually gets up till around noon. She has a housekeeper to take care of our home so she really doesn't have to do shit except to look good when I need her to. She's a cold one."

The two men were relieved that the mayor seemed to have no inkling that his wife had been anything but cold when she fucked the handsome traveling salesman. The mayor's wife had told the sheriff that the mayor was nothing but a big, fat failure in the bedroom and Randy didn't want to get caught in the middle of a war which could end up damaging his own reputation in town.

"What brings you by this fine morning?" the sheriff asked.

"Well, I just wanted to mention that Tara Bedford came by my office yesterday" he said. "You will recall that you and I had a discussion about the crowning of Miss Gayberry this weekend. You will recall that we spoke and agreed that since last year's winner is expecting a baby next month, we would ask Velma Sue to do the crowning since she was a former winner who lives in town. She had agreed to do so but Mrs. Bedford came by to offer to do the crowning. She says she was, after all, the first Miss Gayberry. I had known that at some point but apparently it had slipped my mind. You know I am a very busy man with all the burdens of running a town on my shoulders."

"Yes indeed, mayor. William and I were just marveling at how well you balance your personal life and your professional duties. We agree we certainly couldn't do that. It takes a very special man to do the job you are doing. Regarding Mrs. Bedford, you sure couldn't tell she was a formal Miss Gayberry given the way she looks now" the sheriff chuckled. "That face of hers looks like a dried up old prune and her voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard."

"She is an annoying creature" the Mayor said. "Perhaps we should stay with our original plan."

"Oh, Mr. Mayor, I wasn't saying that at all, sir," the sheriff said. "I think you and you alone should make that decision, given your exalted position in this town. I would never pretend to want to interfere with your own excellent decision-making."

"Why, thank you, Sheriff Gaylor," he said. "Perhaps I should ruminate on it a bit" he said.

"I'd love to show you the shower you paid to have installed in her, Mr. Mayor," Randy said.

He led the mayor into the back room and demonstrated the shiny new shower.

"This will make it possible to keep our prisoners clean and presentable at all times, sir," the sheriff said. "I intend to use it myself as needed and to encourage my deputy to use it as well. We all know that cleanliness is next to godliness. I would encourage you to feel free to use it as well, sir. I know the long hours you put in. When the weather is warm, you might even want to take a break during the day and come over for a refreshing shower."

"Thank you so much for being thoughtful, sheriff," he said. "I do work some very long hours. Those days when we have a council meeting in the evening do get long. I would appreciate being able to use the facility.

"You know, Mr. Mayor, I was thinking that if we moved this old desk and table out of here, there would be plenty of room for a nice double bed in here. I know there have been times when I've had prisoners that I felt it necessary to stay here all night. It might also be a place for you to grab a nap during the very long days you put in. Or you might even invite a guest over in the event you were to need a little privacy."

That said, the sheriff winked at the mayor, who slowly caught on to what was being proposed.

"Ah, you mean I could have the privacy to ummmm, meet with people away from the prying eyes of the public?"

"That is exactly what I mean, Mr. Mayor," the sheriff said. "You could have all the privacy a man could ever need and I could make sure you were not disturbed."

"I think that is an excellent idea, sheriff," the mayor said. "I authorize you to make those purchases and just send me the bill for all of it. You continue to do a most excellent job, Sheriff Gaylor. The citizens of Gayberry will never know what you do for this town."

"I hope you'll tell them come election time" Randy said.

All three men shared a laugh.

"So you're taking that asshole coach up to Statesville today?" the mayor asked.

"Yes, sir," the sheriff answered. "He attacked my deputy and he has been violent and wild. I think it is best to book him into the prison pending a date for a trial. We may even push that trial date back for a while."

"You do k now what a mean place that prison is, don't you, sheriff?" the mayor asked. "It's not a fit place for a man or a beast."

"Absolutely, sir," he said. "I am considering booking young Jimmy in there too. We can't take a chance on having a rapist free on our street. Although I will say the boy appears to be calming down, sir. I plan to base my decision on how he acts between now and the time we arrive at the prison."

"I will leave that decision in your capable hands" he said. "That coach is a fine specimen physically, don't you think? I have, however, always found him to be a disruptive influence. He always wants his way and tends to throw tantrums when he doesn't get it. I wouldn't mind seeing the man taken down a peg or two or three".

"I have him cuffed and immobilized out here, sir" the sheriff said. "I invite you to try out a new heavy wooden paddle William has gifted the town on his bubble butt. I think it would be a good lesson for him to have the mayor swat him. It would also be fitting for young Jimmy to see him punished."

"Thank you, sheriff, I believe I will take you up on your offer" he said.

The three men walked back to the cell area. Coach had been quiet but when he saw the mayor, he started again to struggle against his restraints.

"My God, that man has a mighty fine ass on him" the mayor said. "You have no idea how many times I've thought in school board meetings how enjoyable it would be to strip him down and turn that ass red. You just can't imagine. I never thought I'd really get this chance."

The mayor removed his jacket and loosened his tie. He rolled up his sleeves and took the paddle in his hand. As he did that, the coach again went wild, struggling to free himself from the cuffs which held his hands over his head. He couldn't move his feet at all as they were taped to bars in a spread position. When the mayor rubbed his ass, he again went wild. He had tape on his mouth so all that could be heard were his loud, muffled protests.

"Let's see what the asshole has to say" the mayor said."

"Good idea, mayor" the sheriff said. "He won't be talkin' much once we get him to Statesville. He'll have a dick in his mouth pretty much all the time."

All three of the men laughed. The mayor began to swat the man's muscled ass with the board as hard and fast as he could. He was alternating between butt cheeks and both were red as fire. The coach took the licks much better than he took being touched and handled. The mayor enjoyed humiliating him by rubbing his thigh, or his leg, or his back and tweaking his large, half-dollar-sized nipples.

"You goddamned homo faggot" the coach yelled as the mayor rubbed his red buttcheeks and teased his hole with his finger.

The mayor laughed each time the man started to struggle. The mayor's laughter only made the prisoner more irritated. As his ass got redder, he struggled more.

Jimmy, help the mayor get his shirt off" William instructed.

Jimmy had been quiet, hoping to avoid any attention. He didn't want to help the mayor undress but he feared that cattle prod. He walked over and unbuttoned the man's shirt, helping him take it off and then folding it carefully.

"Stay where you are" the sheriff said. "The mayor may need to take off more."

Jimmy didn't like where this was heading but there was not a damned thing he could do about it. The mayor continued the beating and he was really perspiring now. He took off his tee shirt and handed it to the boy who folded it and put it on his cot in the cell.

"You know, Mr. Mayor, the coach and Jimmy have something in common other than just being assholes" William chuckled. "Neither one of them can stand being touched by another man. They don't like to touch men either. Wouldn't you like for Jimmy to help you take the rest of them clothes off? I just locked the door so it's just us men here. Nothing we do goes outside this building. Who's going to believe a couple of fucking criminals over a sheriff, a mayor, a deputy and one of the town's most upstanding, affluent citizens?

"Thank you, sheriff," the mayor said. "I believe I will. It's getting very warm in here. Jimmy, undo my pants and take them off of me."

Jimmy really didn't want to do this for the father of the girl he was in love with but he was terrified whenever the sheriff or Will even looked at the cattle prod. The young boy unbuckled the mayor's belt and unhooked his pants. He unzipped the dress slacks, trying to avoid touching the obvious tent in the front of his pants. The man didn't allow that and instead, took the boy's hand and rubbed it up and down on his hard bulge.

"How you like that, boy?" the mayor asked him. "That's the dick of a real man, a responsible man, a man who knows how to put babies in his wife's pussy. That's something you know nothing about."

"It's very hard, sir" the boy said.

"Rub it, boy" Mayor Dykes ordered.

Jimmy complied. As the handsome nude boy rubbed his hard bulge, the mayor began to moan softly.

"Take it out, boy" the mayor said hoarsely.

"Take what out?" the boy asked".

"Why you little smart-assed son of a bitch, you know what the fuck I'm talking about!" the mayor flared. Put your hand inside my boxers and pull that hard dick out of there. Then start stroking it, boy or I'll use the paddle on your pretty little ass."

Jimmy immediately used both hands to carefully extract the mayor's thick, hard cock out of his shorts. It was just under four inches in length but had more girth than an average cock. Jimmy knew it would hurt to have the fat cudgel inserted in his ass, not to mention the humiliation of being buttfucked by the father of the girl he loved. The mayor stood for a couple of minutes and then began to rub his hands over the coach's bare ass.

"Yes, sir, that's a fine ass you got, coach" he said. "I bet you'd like a couple of fingers slipped in that ass, wouldn't you."

"Go fuck yourself, you dirty fag!" the coach shouted. "It'll take more of a man than you to fuck my ass."

"Oh yeah?" the mayor asked. "Are you aware of your position right now? You are completely in my control. I can do anything I want to you right now and there's not a goddamned thing you can do about it, you ignorant dickhead."

That said, he jammed two fingers into the coach's dry asshole. The coach's body went rigid and he screamed in pain.

"You like that, you asshole?" the mayor asked tauntingly. "You like my thick fingers up your fucking hole? Who's the faggot here, Coach Thomas? Who's the one with another man's fingers up his asshole? It sure as hell ain't me, you son of a bitch!"

The mayor slapped Jimmy's hand away from his cock and dropped his underwear, stepping out of them and kicking them aside.

"On your knees, Jimmy" he said. "Get my big old dick wet cause I'm about to fuck the football coach!"

Jimmy, fearing the prod, hit his knees and took the mayor's cock all the way in his mouth. He wanted to gag, not because of the size of the dick, but because of the thought that he was sucking the dick of the father of the young woman he loved. The thought made him start to wretch. He pulled off the cock but the mayor grabbed him by a handful of his hair and put his head back on his cock.

"Boy, you stop gagging right now" he ordered. "If you vomit, I'll see to it that you lick up every fucking drop off this floor. "

The mayor thrust his cock in and out of the boy's mouth and finally pulled it out.

"Eat the coach's hole, boy!" the mayor said. "Lick that fucking hole and get it nice and slick so I can fuck it. Get down there now!"

The mayor took the boy's head and forced his face into the coach's ass He held it there so tightly the boy was gasping for air and begging him to stop. Meanwhile the coach was raging at the intrusion of Jimmy's mouth on his hole. The very act of having his hole licked by another male was humiliating even without the fact that it was his son's best friend doing the licking and the whole thing was being watched by his own son and the sheriff of his hometown.

"Look at these two straight fuckers!" William laughed. "Neither one of them is looking so straight right now!"

The men howled as they watched Jimmy eat the coach's hole, the chastity device rattling noisily with his every move

"Move your head, boy, I'm ready to fuck him!" the mayor said as he stroked his fat, hard cock and stepped directly behind the coach. He shoved his cock into the man and the coach started screaming. The mayor's cock may not have been long but it was plenty thick to set the coach's hole on fire.

"You're fucking tearing me in half, you asshole!!" he raged. "Get your goddamned cock out of me right now or I'll kill you, fucker!"

The mayor didn't let up as he continued to thrust into the coach's beautiful ass. "Get in there and start licking Mayor Dyke's ass, boy," William ordered Jimmy.

Jimmy didn't realize that William was holding the cattle prod behind him and when the boy hesitated, he was hit right in his chest, on his left nipple with a strong jolt of electricity. As soon as the shock ended, Jimmy hurried to lick the mayor's hole, fearing further shocks.

"Eat that hole, boy!" William urged. "If you don't eat it good, you'll feel this prod again!"

William put the prod against Jimmy's bare butt and, although he didn't deliver a shock, the boy yelped. Randy and William laughed. The mayor was in his own world pumping his stubby cock into the tight hole of the football coach.

William walked around the rutting pair and began to lick the coach's face. He tried to jerk away as the thought of men kissing was repulsive to the masculine coach. William zapped the man with the cattle prod, telling him if he tried to bite, he'd get the prod up his hole. Coach continued to buck and squirm, trying to get away from the cock he felt was tearing his body in half. Then the mayor started to pump faster.

"I'm loadin' ya, coach!" the mayor yelled. "I'm breedin' your sorry, trashy asshole. Feel it comin' you fuckin' goddamned jerk!"

Then the mayor pumped one last time and held on to the body of the coach. He had his arms around the man's waist, still pulling on the man's thick ginger bush. William pulled Jimmy's face away from the mayor's hole and Jimmy started to crawl away.

"Not so fast there, boy!" William said, as he began to remove his pants, then his shirt and his underwear. It seemed as if he had gotten naked instantly as he sat on the floor of the cell and motioned Jimmy to him.

William's cock was much longer than the mayor's and Jimmy was struggling to eat it. William was not patient as he forced the boy's head up and down, slapping him hard when he scraped the cock with his teeth.

"We'll have to get you some cocksucking lessons unless we leave you in Statesville, then we won't have to worry about that."

William looked up as the mayor pulled his fat, spent cock out of the coach. His cum was running down the coach's hairy leg.

"Good job, Jimmy boy," he said. "I think that'll do it."

He stood up and moved behind the coach. Without warning, he shoved his hard 8 inches straight into the man. The coach went wild, trying in vain to escape the big dick splitting him open. He screamed and squirmed, trying to move in any way he could to lessen the burning pain. He was cursing and yelling but nothing did any good as William started fast stroking his muscular ass.

As all of this went on, Randy had moved over to the cot, sitting beside young Mark. Mark had remained silent throughout. As William started to pump the coach, Randy felt the boy's fingers on his crotch, feeling the tent in his pants. It felt nice. Randy found himself reaching out and feeling of the boy's circumcised peter in his hand and gently stroking. The boy moaned softly as Randy stroked him Then Randy really surprised himself by leaning in and putting his lips to the boy's. Mark returned the kiss. Randy had never enjoyed body contact as much as he did this. It was wet and long and urgent.

The sheriff heard William start yelling and thrusting wildly into the coach and he realized he was about to shoot. Just as he was about to blow his cum, William pulled out of the man and thrust his dick into Jimmy's hot little mouth, feeding him his big cumload.

Why don't you help the mayor get up and get in the shower, Mark," the sheriff said.

The boy obeyed without questioning and assisted the mayor off the floor, leading him to the shower. The boy ran the water to the right temperature, then joined the mayor in the shower and began to soap his body. The mayor seemed to enjoy the touch of the boy and began to lather the boy's body.

Jimmy was on the floor crying while the coach was sobbing.

"Why have y'all done this to me?" Coach Thomas asked pitifully? "Nothing could be worse than what you've done to me."

"Oh, coach, you have no fucking idea what you have in store" Randy said. "This was playtime in the kindergarten compared to what you have in store in Statesville"

"That's right, William said. As soon as the mayor finishes showering with your son, Jimmy's going to take you in the shower and get you cleaned up then we'll be heading up to Statesville. "

"Look at the way that mayor asshole has his hands all over my boy!" the coach said. "I'll kill that cocksucker. That boy is mine."

"Sorry, coach, but you don't have a boy anymore" the sheriff said. "If you could've seen Mark's face while he watched you get fucked not once but by two men, you'd realize he has nothing for you anymore. He realizes you never cared about him and that you were in it for your own selfish goddamn pleasure. He knows that. I wish you could have seen his smile when William rammed his cock in you. I think it was the happiest moment of his life. You had a good boy – a great boy – and you blew it, coach. You just fucking blew it. Imagine how you'd've felt if you saw your own paw manhandled and buttfucked by two other men. Just think about it."

William walked over and watched as the mayor lathered up Mark's thick ginger patch of pubes. After rinsing the boy, the mayor went to his knees and began to lick and suck the boy. Mark put his hands on the man's shoulders and closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasurable sensations. He motioned for the sheriff to come over and watch them.

"I'd've never guessed our mayor would be sucking a dick" the sheriff said.

"Sheriff, my dear new friend, I think you'll find a whole lot of men out in this big world who don't limit themselves to vanilla." William said. "There's a whole lot of us out here who love vanilla, chocolate and strawberry."

The sheriff put his arm around his new friend and they watched as the mayor of their town sucked off one of the cutest teen boys in North Carolina. Young Mark gave both the men a sweet smile as he fed the mayor a big, hot load of boy cream.

The sheriff and William walked over and helped the mayor to a standing position.

"I hope you'll get right on getting a bed in here, sheriff" the mayor chuckled. "My knees just ain't what they used to be.

Mark helped the mayor dry and dress back in his nice suit and tie. While the man was a bit overweight, it really didn't show when he was nicely dressed, as he usually was. When the mayor left, after hearing another tirade of profanity from the coach, the sheriff advised Mark to go into the back and go through the clothes the sheriff had packed for Jimmy when he had brought the boy to the jail. He told him to find whatever he wanted to wear for the day. Mark said he felt a little funny about just going through his friend's things and picking out something to wear.

"Just do it, son" the sheriff said. "You know there's no back talk around here."

"Yes, sir, sheriff" the boy said quietly.

William joined the boy in the back to help him choose clothes and get dressed for the trip. The sheriff knew he needed to have coach and Jimmy bathed gain after their little unexpected morning fuckfest, so he began looking for Arney. The man was under his desk. The sheriff knew he had been hiding out, fearing he might be drawn into the male sex action.

"I was just down here looking for my pencil" the deputy said.

"I know why your cowardly ass has been down there" the sheriff said. "You were afraid you might have to suck another dick or two. Now get the fuck up and get Jimmy and coach cleaned up. Make it fast. We need to leave in under thirty minutes.

The deputy jumped up and headed to the cell, getting Jimmy up and into the shower, then dealing with coach. The second the deputy unlocked his handcuffs from the rail overhead, the man started yowling. His arms had been stretched over his head for hours and moving them was excruciatingly painful. He yelled and growled as he tried to get his motion back, but the deputy quickly cuffed his hands behind him. The deputy then removed the duct tape from his ankles one leg at a time, keeping the cattle prod in his hand and aimed at the man at all times. The man's legs had also been spread apart for hours and moving them initially caused great pain. The deputy was not sympathetic and kept threatening to use the cattle prod. Deputy Littleflute had no sympathy for the coach who had fucked his own son and his own daughter. The deputy believed that kind of behavior was not fittin' for anyone.

The deputy forced the two prisoners into the shower and made them wash each other. Neither liked touching another man's body or being touched by another man. He kept the prod handy at all times.

"Make sure they both take a piss before we leave" the sheriff said loudly. "We don't have time to be stopping cause their lazy asses have full bladders.

The deputy told the prisoners to go ahead and piss in the showers and a scuffle broke out when the coach started to piss on Jimmy. A zap to the coach's balls stopped the scuffle in short order. The deputy kept the coach cuffed the entire time and the prod close. He walked the coach back to his cell and cuffed his hands to the bars. After Jimmy finished drying his body, the deputy handed him deodorant and allowed him to brush his teeth. The boy was enjoying not being cuffed and he started walking into the back room of the place.

"Where do you think you're going, son" the sheriff asked him.

"I was just going back here to get some clothes, sheriff," the boy said. "I seen you let Mark wear some of my clothes and that's okay. I was just going to get myself something to wear."

"I have something for you to wear, boy," the sheriff said. "Get in your cell."

As directed, the deputy brought the two boy-sized jockstraps, tossing one to Jimmy and taking the other over to put on the coach.

"I can't wear this fucking thing!" the boy said. "It's a boy size jock. My dick won't begin to fit in this thing!"

"Not a problem, Jimmy" the sheriff said quietly.

"Then can I go get my clothes?" the boy asked.

"No" the sheriff said.

"Then what am I going to wear if I can't get my clothes?" the boy asked.

"Nothing" the sheriff said. "You can wear the jockstrap the deputy gave you or you can wear nothing" the sheriff said.

Jimmy started to argue but the sheriff picked up the cattle prod and Jimmy began to open the box containing the jockstrap.

Arney was putting the small jock strap on the beefy coach. It wasn't easy. The coach stepped into each of the straps but the elastic was stretched to the max when he pulled it up. The pouch was stretched but managed to cover the coach's meat, however, his bright ginger pubes pushed out over the top and both sides of the pouch.

"Get your hands off my cock" the coach snarled.

Jimmy managed to get the undersized jock strap on too. His cock was barely covered by the pouch, his nuts hanging out of the bottom and his thick bush totally exposed.

"Them balls is hanging way down there, Jimmy," the sheriff said. "Come over here."

The boy reluctantly walked over to the sheriff's desk where the man began to weigh the teen's heavy nuts in his hand. Jimmy hated being touched by another man in such a private spot. Then the sheriff produced a thick rubber band.

"We don't want them nuts just swingin' around, boy" the sheriff said. "Sit down here on this desk in front of me and spread them legs so I can get at them big nuts of yours."

The boy did as instructed and the sheriff applied a doubled-up very thick rubber band tightly around the boy's balls. The band was tight and it was very painful, but the boy tried not to show how painful it was.

"Now get back to your cell and I'll see if we're ready to go" the sheriff said. "One thing you better understand, boy. Five of us is headin' up to Statesville this mornin'. All of us ain't comin' back. You better hope you'll be with us on the return trip but if I have one bit of trouble out of you, you'll be stayin there, son. And they will rip that boy pussy of yours to fucking shreds. Just know that."

Mark was allowed to get into the car fully dressed in a nice, starched shirt with a button-down collar and khakis, which actually belonged to young Jimmy. Jimmy was wearing the tiny boy size jockstrap, but the sheriff had allowed him to wear a pair of gym shorts over the strap. Coach was naked except for his tiny jock strap which would have fit his younger son well but didn't come close to covering the muscular man's privates.

William kept the prod in his hand and within striking distance at all times as the three prisoners got into the back, Mark sitting in the middle between Jimmy and his father. Jimmy appeared sullen and coach appeared to be seething silently. The sheriff got into the passenger side and William behind the wheel of the big Buick.

"We hope to be back before time school's out, but if we ain't, you go ahead and take the boys out for their run, deputy," he instructed Arney.

"Yessir, sheriff, don't you worry about a thang" the sheriff said confidently.