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"William, would you mind running by my place?" the sheriff asked as they approached the town area. "I really need to pack a couple of extra uniforms and some nice clothes if I'm going to stay at Ben's house for the whole weekend. I don't want to look all wrinkled and rumpled with our dignitaries coming to town."

"I wouldn't mind at all" William said. "What if I drop you and take the boys to grab a burger or something? They're bound to be hungry after all this activity."

"That's not necessary" Randy said. "Y'all come on in. It's only a little after nine o'clock and all the lights are on at my house. Aunt Flea fixed dinner tonight, I'm sure, and none of us showed up to eat it. She can warm things up and feed a couple of hungry teen boys."

When they went into the living room, Tara Bedford was standing in only her slip with Aunt Flea appearing to take some measurements. She immediately grabbed a robe to cover herself.

"Sakes alive, Randy, you could at least announce your presence" Aunt Flea chided.

"This was my fuckin' house last time I checked. I shouldn't have to announce my presence. How was I to know some tired old battle-axe would be nearly naked in my living room. "

"Randy, language, language" she chided as Tara disappeared hurriedly up the stairs.

"Tara just made it home a little bit ago and told me what had happened at the school" Aunt Flea said excitedly." Where is Dopie? Is he all right? What in the world is going on? I had dinner all ready and you boy never showed up to eat. I spend a lot of time and go to a lot of trouble making sure there are hot, nourishing meals in this house and you never appreciate it. You never have appreciated all I do for you."

"If you'll shut your goddamn yapper for a minute, I'll tell you what's going on" Randy said, exasperated. "Dopie is fine. He and his friends are at Ben Whaley's house with another adult dad watching them I think you probably know Jimmy and Mark and you certainly know William. And Dopie certainly had dinner. I don't appreciate your insinuatin' I ain't a capable father. I take good care of my boy and I ain't never let him miss a meal or even a snack so you can just shut the fuck up about that!""

The boys greeted Aunt Flea politely and took seats in the living room as Tara made her way back down the stairs.

"You should have the manners to knock on a door, sheriff" Tara started in. "A person with any breeding whatsoever knows that one doesn't just storm into a room without somehow announcing oneself. As if I hadn't been traumatized enough tonight at that school. I just knew this would happen when you and the mayor turned things over to those homosexual men to run the pageant. I've been running things flawlessly for years and it's been perfectly lovely. Now y'all have upset the applecart and look what has happened. If this town had hired that nice young Mr. Barrow as principal, none of this would ever have happened. That new Principal Whaley will rip this town apart with all his talk of integrating our schools. It's pure evil, I tell you. Pure evil."

"So you think burning crosses and spray-painting epithets on the school is acceptable behavior, Mrs. Bedford?"

"I said no such thing, young man" she snapped. "I think the Klan has done some admirable things that they never get credit for. There are a few bad apples, like there are in any group, but they have done some admirable things. There are some very fine people who belong to that organization and who only want the best for our community. I say we should have things separate but equal. We do not need to mix the races. It just isn't natural or Christian to do so."

"Aunt Flea, can you warm up some supper for these two young heroes?" Randy asked in an attempt to change the subject. "They are responsible for helping Mr. Blount catch one of the thugs that burned the cross and broke the glass in the theatre tonight. "

"I made a big meat loaf and no one came home to eat it" Aunt Flea said. "I kept it warm thinking you might show up hungry. Come on, boys, follow me to the kitchen and I'll fix you right up."

"I am telling both of you there is going to be trouble in Gayberry" Tara Bedford began when the boys and Flea were out of earshot. "What happened tonight is just a taste of things that will happen if we continue down the path this new principal is on. Gayberry will not stand for it. We've believed in `separate but equal' for a long time and it's worked for us. Mixing of the races is just not the Lord's way and if we continue, we'll be seen as some liberal town, attracting hordes of Jews."

"Why, Mrs. Bedford, if I didn't know better, I might think you had a white robe and hood in your own closet" William said.

"Tara Bedford sat absolutely erect and fired back.

"Mr. Walker, you are an upstart in this town with no position whatsoever" she spat. "My family and my husband's family have been part of the very spine of this town since my forefather discovered this valley with John Gayberry who founded this town. Who do you think you are to come in here and start questioning the things we have practiced and believed in for years and years? You just watch. When it gets out we tolerate such radical ideas we'll have a bunch more Jews piling into Gayberry. But they will never replace us!""

"A bunch more Jews, Tara?" the sheriff asked. "I wasn't aware we had any Jewish families living here now. I assumed they stayed away because we had so many bigoted racists like yourself."

"You will show proper respect by addressing me as Mrs. Bedford, Sheriff. I must insist on that. We don't have any Jewish families, sheriff but we have a Jew. That Jew doctor, Dr. Foster has been trying to hide his background for years. Will Barrow found out about it and told me. He said the doctor had a private Jew service when his wife died down in Charlotte and not a soul from around here was invited. We all wondered why he buried her so far away but it seems she's in some Jew cemetery in Charlotte. I think that's a good thing. At least she's not in the ground beside good, God-fearing Christian people."

"You are the most vile bitch I've ever met in my life and I'm married to a vile bitch!" William spat at her. "You are nothing but a damned hypocrite who tries to hide the ugliness within with good deeds on the surface. You're the worst of the worst and I hope to live to see the day when you and everyone like you is run out of this fucking town!"

Will stood and headed into the kitchen, no longer wanting to look at Tara Bedford.

"I think it's time for you to go to your own house now, Miss Tara" the sheriff said. "You've done enough damage here for one night. You've done damage in this town for years and I've about had it. You better know I've got my eyes on you and I plan to keep my eyes on you. You get just the least little bit out of line and I promise you that you will regret it. That is a fucking promise you can take to the motherfuckin' bank!"

"Oh sheriff," she said. "Don't fool yourself. My side will win because the Lord God Almighty is on our side. "

"There's something you need to know, you old dogfaced bitch" Randy said quietly. ."All the Klan members didn't get away tonight. We got one and you can bet your ass we'll have him talking soon. We'll have him spilling his guts in no time and we'll know every single person who has supported this evil movement with their actions or their dollars. I will not rest until each and everyone is exposed as the evil, racist bigot he or she is."

"I don't believe you, sheriff" she said haughtily. "I was watching when they chased the Klan members away. I stayed and watched and none of them was ever brought back to the building. I'm sure they all got away scot free."

"That's where you're wrong, you pussy-lapping bitch!" the sheriff said. "Mr. Blount and those two brave young men in the kitchen caught one of them, still dressed in his Klan finery. He is in custody and we will be interrogating him relentlessly starting tomorrow morning. He will spill every shred of truth he knows about the organization and its members. "

This information appeared to rattle her but she maintained composure.

"You're nothing but a liar, sheriff," she said. "A dirty, rotten little liar. If you had one of them in custody, you'd have paraded him in front of the crowd. You wouldn't have been able to resist taking a victory lap in front of your adoring crowd. You're trying to bullshit me. I'm warning you about this. You can't bullshit the queen of bullshitters."

With that, she left the room, heading to join the others in the kitchen. Randy sat in the silence, stewing with anger at the Bedford slut. Then he heard a soft scratching on the front door. He thought it might be a cat. It was almost imperceptible so he went to check it out. When he opened the door, he was shocked to see young Kurt, Mr. Lee's assistant, who was helping with the renovation on his bathroom. The boy's face was bloody and he appeared to be in substantial pain.

"Kurt, are you all right?" the sheriff asked. "Who did this to you? Tell me what happened, son."

The sheriff picked up the boy in his strong arms, taking him carefully to the sofa and laying him down. It appeared the boy had been badly beaten.

"Son, you have to tell me who did this" the sheriff said quietly.

The sheriff called for Will who came back from the kitchen. He was surprised at what he saw, the sheriff sitting on the sofa with this beautiful, bloody boy in his arms.

"William, please run upstairs and get some warm, wet towels" he said. "It looks like Kurt has been beaten badly and I have a feeling this has something to do with the other events of the night."

Will ran up the stairs and was back in a flash with wet towels and bandages.

"Son, can you talk to me?" the sheriff asked. "I need to know who hurt you like this. "

The boy opened his deep blue eyes. Tears began to well.

"It's okay, Kurt," the sheriff told him as he and Will began to gently clean the blood from his face.

"There'll be plenty of time to tell us what happened, son," the sheriff told him. "For now we just need to know that you're all right. Have you been able to walk since this happened?"

"Yes, sir" the boy whispered. "I walked here from my house. I thought I'd never make it but when I saw your house I knew I'd be safe. My legs wouldn't take me any further than your gate so I crawled up the steps to your door. I'm so sorry to bother you like this."

"Son, son, you're no bother" the sheriff said. "You could never be a bother."

He and William had now gotten the boy's bloody shirt off. There were dark bruises forming on his rib cage and red blotches on every part of his body that could be seen. The boy's body, beaten as it was, was still a thing of beauty. He had fine, blonde hairs spread across his chest and large pink nipples.

William began to check the range of motion in the boy's upper extremities.

"Doesn't look like any bones are broken – at least no major ones" William said. "I need to check his legs. Do you think we can get these pants off?"

The men very carefully removed the boy's pants. Kurt was trying to be brave and not show pain but his sharp gasps from time to time revealed the significant pain the boy was experiencing. As they removed the boy's jeans, it was obvious his legs had been beaten with switches or canes. The red marks were very apparent. His white jockey briefs were covering his treasures but his legs had the same very fine blonde hairs that were on his chest. The marks from the switches or canes were on the front and the backs of his legs, making it pretty obvious the boy had his pants removed for at least part of the beating he had taken.

"I'm feeling better already" Kurt said. "Just knowing I'm safe now. I knew if I could get to the sheriff I'd be safe."

Randy fought back tears as he heard the sweet boy said this.

"Yes, son, you are safe now and you will never be hurt like this again" the sheriff said. "I make you that promise here and now. No one will ever hurt you like this again. Do you feel like telling me how this happened?"

"Yes, sir" the boy said quietly.

The boy seemed hesitant to talk about his experience so the sheriff tried to help him.

"When did this beating happen, son?" the sheriff asked.

"This afternoon, sir" Kurt said softly. "Mr. Lee and I left work early because his wife was having more pains. He dropped me off at my house and my paw was in the living room talking with the preacher."

"Are you talking about Brother Smith?"

"Yes, sir," the boy said. "It was just him and paw talking so I didn't interrupt them. I thought they'd heard me come in but I stopped in the kitchen for a glass of milk. I wasn't trying to listen in but I couldn't help hearing what they were saying."

"What were they talking about, son?" the sheriff asked.

"At first I thought they were talking about burning down the school auditorium. Then I realized they were planning to burn a cross at the school. They were laughing about how it would terrorize all the people at that fag rehearsal and how it was time to teach all the homos a lesson. They thought it was so funny. Then they looked around and saw me. They knew I had heard hem talking. My dad threatened me if I didn't go with them. He said it was high time for me to be a man and start standing up for my race. Paw said since I didn't have a klan robe, he'd let me use his and he'd stay home. I told him I didn't want any part of it and that I thought it was wrong. Then he got really mad and he and Uncle Roy grabbed me and took my pants down. They started beating me with a cane paw's used before. It hurts so bad on my bare thighs and my legs. They were just laughing and seemed to enjoy it, especially when I started begging them to stop and crying."

"Wait a minute, son," Will interrupted. "You called Reverend Smith `Uncle Roy'? Did I hear you right?"

"Yes, sir" the boy answered. He's my paw's brother."

"But weren't you supposed to marry his daughter?" Randy asked.

"Yes, sir, sheriff" the boy answered. "I'm ashamed to say that was the plan. That was one reason I didn't want to follow through with the marriage. She's my first cousin but my family does that all the time."

"Sick bastards!" the sheriff exclaimed.

"Well, when they took my pants off, they both beat me with the cane for a while. Then Uncle Roy took my underwear off too. I was so embarrassed. Even my paw ain't seen me naked since I started getting pubes. Except for that one night. My uncle lifted my willy and examined it. He laughed about how they had cut part of it off and it was still enough of a willy to make his daughter happy if I learned how to use it."

"I told him there was no way I was going through with that and I thought my paw had already told him but apparently he hadn't and my uncle went off on me. He asked who I thought I was thinking I was too good for his daughter and just started punching me all over my body. My paw just watched with a smirk on his face. I think he believed they could beat me into submission the way they've done before. But I stood my ground that I wasn't going to marry my cousin and I wanted no part of their cross burning tonight or any other time. The last thing I remember was my uncle's fist comin' toward my face. I later woke up, still naked, in my bed with no one else in the house. I managed to get clothes on and leave. I was afraid they'd come looking and find me. Both of them was drinkin' beer and mad as all hell."

"You poor kid" Will said. "No one should ever treat a boy like that. Makes me want to gut him right here and right now."

"There'll be time for that" the sheriff said. "I think we need to get Kurt to a doctor to be checked out."

Please don't do that" he begged. "I'll be all right. Really I will. I don't want you to leave me, sheriff. Please."

"I really would feel better having you checked out" Will said. "I'm afraid they broke a rib or two and we need to make sure there's no internal bleeding. Jut taping up those ribs will make you a lot more comfortable."

"What if we call Dr. Foster and see if he will take a look" the sheriff said. "I'm sure he won't mind coming here."

"I'm sorry to be so much trouble." Kurt said. "I am sure I can walk now. I'm really feeling much better and I can make it to the car and go to the doctor' office or his house."

Randy was on the phone to Dr. Foster who offered to come there or have them bring the boy to his home.

"Okay, Doctor, we'll be there in just a few minutes" the sheriff told him.

By this time Jimmy and Mark had finished their meal and had been filled in on what was going on. Both the boys knew Kurt, who had graduated the year before. Tara Bedford sat silently as she heard what had happened to the boy earlier in the evening. The sheriff ran upstairs to grab some fresh clothes for the next day as Mark and Jimmy carefully helped Kurt to the car.

As he came back downstairs, Tara Bedford walked him to the door.

"You think you're such a good Samaritan, don't you, Sheriff" she said. "Always picking up stray mongrels and welcoming them into your house. You're endangering my dear friend Flea with all of your antics and I assure you that your reign in Gayberry will be over soon. I may not know everything but there is one thing I do know. You will not replace us and Jews and homosexuals will not replace us!"

"You vile, pussy-licking cunt!" the sheriff spat. "You better not be in this house the next time I come here or I will not be responsible for my actions."

"Language, language, Randy dear," Aunt Flea chided fecklessly as the sheriff slammed the door behind him.

They drove out to Dr. Foster's beautiful, expansive home where the doctor greeted them at the front door, dressed in pajama pants and an expensive-looking robe with brocade lapels. He was a handsome man in his early to mid-forties with a thick head of dark hair which had started to gray slightly at the temples. Massive amounts of dark hair spilled out of the top of his robe and he was apparently wearing no shirt under the robe. He smelled of expensive fragrance and was very polite and well-spoken. He examined Kurt, gently, speaking in a very soft, masculine voice at all times. When he finished his examination, he sat the boy up on the side of the bed where he had examined him and spoke to the sheriff and William.

"He's had the living hell beaten out of him but nothing appears broken except a couple of ribs" the doctor said reassuringly. I've taped those up to make him more comfortable. It's just a matter of time. Boys heal quickly and you'll be surprised at how much better he'll be after a good night's sleep. I'd be happy to have him stay here so I can observe him tonight or as long as you'd like. It's just me rattling around in this big old house and I'd be more than happy to help."

"That's very kind, doctor, but I think I'd feel better not lettin' the boy out of my sight for a while" the sheriff said. "You can't know how much we appreciate you and if there's ever anything William or I can do for you you only need to let us know."

"Thank you, sheriff, that's very kind" the doctor said. "Just take care of that sweet, handsome young man."

As the boys helped Kurt back to the car, the doctor pulled Randy and William aside.

"I heard about what happened at the high school tonight." The doctor said. "Are you sure you would still want me to participate in the physicals for the boys tomorrow?" he asked.

"Of course we do" the sheriff said. "Why wouldn't we want that?"

"Because it could cause more trouble" the doctor said quietly. "There has recently been some talk in the town about the fact that I am a Jew. It's not just gossip. It's the truth. My wife and I both survived the camps. Both of our families were wiped out, including our parents. After the war we were sent to a place called Windermere for children who had survived the horrors. I met my wife there and we were together until she died last year. We would have loved having children but it turned out she had her ovaries removed while in the camp. The Nazis did some horrible things to all of us and they used her body as a guinea pig for their evil experiments. I've come to terms with it now but there are times I feel so much anger I hardly know what to do with it."

Randy extended his arms to the man and hugged him. He was now crying softly.

"Doctor, you needn't worry about a thing" the sheriff said. "I am proud to have you in this town and to consider you my friend. We might just be able to find an outlet for some of that anger you've been holding in for so long. I assure you that William and I will be as discrete as you wish about your Jewish heritage."

"That will no longer be necessary, sheriff," he said. "I have wanted to own who I am for a long time but I stayed quiet for my dear wife. She was horrified that we would be retaliated against and who could blame her, given what has happened in this world – even in our lifetimes? I'm ready to own who I am and if someone doesn't like it, I'm ready to fuck him up."

They all laughed and exchanged hugs. Dr. Foster agreed to join them for breakfast with the boys at Ben's home in the morning before heading out to start the physical exams.

When they got back to Ben's house, the boys assisted Kurt to one of the upstairs bedroom while the men went downstairs to check on the boys. The house was quiet and they found Hiram snoozing on the sofa downstairs. He was wearing only his underwear and the men again noticed what a sexy, lithe body the man had, tanned and muscled after years of hard work in the outdoors. He awakened as they came in and they filled him in on the events of the evening.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "I had no idea so much was happening in this town. The boys have been great. They all get along so well and they couldn't have been more polite. We all worked on their homework and I checked it all. They're a smart little group of kids. Afterward, I gave them some ice cream and they all settled down. I haven't heard a peep for over an hour."

The men walked quietly into the large bedroom with the giant bed, lit only by a soft night light. All the boys were asleep under the covers, cuddling with each other. The men stood and watched for a bit until William motioned them back into the outer room and quietly closed the door.

"It seems a shame to wake them" William said. "I can take the older boys home with me and we can come back in the morning in time to fix breakfast for all of them before we head to the school. Is that all right with you, Hiram?" William asked him.

"That sounds like a great plan to me" the man said. "I will grab a few hours sleep and bring fresh clothes for Pepe in the morning. Thank you for the invitation to breakfast. I am honored to accept. "

They said good night to Hiram and went upstairs to find Mark and Jimmy finishing a bed bath for Kurt.

"I told them I could get in the shower but they didn't think that was a great idea" Kurt said. "Thanks so much guys. You've really been kind to me tonight. I really appreciate it."

"Glad we could help out" Mark said. "We never know when we may need a helping hand ourselves."

They said good night and William, Mark and Jimmy took off for William's house. When Randy made it back upstairs to Kurt's bedroom, the boy was sleeping lightly. He stirred when the sheriff entered the room.

"Sorry, buddy" the sheriff said. "Didn't mean to wake you up. You need to rest."

"Sheriff, thank you so much for all you've done for me tonight" the boy said. "I know I'll never be able to repay you for all the kindness you and the others have shown."

"No repayment is necessary, son" Randy said as he sat down on the bed beside the boy.

"You really smell nice, the sheriff whispered. "Those boys did a good job getting you all freshened up."

"They're really good boys" he said. "Most boys their age wouldn't have bothered but they were both really good to me."

"Both of them have learned some painful lessons recently, Kurt" the sheriff said. "I think they'll both be better men for it."

"They both respect you and Mr. William" the boy said. "That's real easy to see. I think boys recognize goodness in a man when they see it. Just like we try to ignore the evil until we just can't ignore it anymore."

"Kurt, you were pretty damned brave to confront your paw and your uncle the way you did" the sheriff said. "You could have snuck off and they'd never have known you were there. It would have been easy for you to pretend you didn't hear their discussion. You chose to stand up."

"I knew they were talking about things that could hurt a lot of people" the boy said. "I've been quiet for too long and I just couldn't do it anymore. "

"I understand, son" the sheriff said.

He lay down on the bed beside the boy and put his arm around him. They were quiet for a few minutes. Randy enjoyed the fresh smell of the boy and he felt Kurt running his fingers through his chest hair.

"Are you going to sleep in your clothes?" Kurt asked.

"No, I thought I'd go in this other bedroom to sleep."

"Would you think I was an awful baby if I said I wish you'd sleep in the bed with me? I'd really like that."

"Are you sure?" Randy asked.

"I'm sure."

"I think I better grab a quick shower" the sheriff said. "It won't take five minutes and it's been a pretty long day."

The sheriff went into the adjoining bedroom and undressed getting into the shower with the water as hot as he could tolerate. He realized his cock was rock hard as it had been since he got onto the bed with the boy. He tried to will his thick cock soft but he couldn't do it as he remembered the beautiful blue eyed teen with the light blonde hairs on his chest waiting for him in bed. He knew he really wanted the opportunity to explore the boy's body right down to his circumcised cock. Randy admitted to himself that he had felt an attraction to the handsome kid since the first time he laid eyes on him working with Mr. Lee to install the shower in the jail. There was just something about the boy that Randy craved. He considered jerking off, but he had never liked the way he felt afterwards so he decided against it. He realized he couldn't have sex with the boy, given his recent injuries but he couldn't wait to slide into bed with him. He brushed his teeth and wrapped a big, soft towel around his waist. When he went back into the bedroom quietly. He could see that Kurt had turned onto his side and was sleeping. Randy gingerly crept to the side of the bed and, dropping his towel, eased between the sheets behind the boy, feeling his still rock- hard cock brushing the boy's bubble butt. Kurt moaned but didn't wake up as the sheriff slid his arms around him. Kurt s shifted just enough that Randy's meaty cock slid between the tops of his thighs. His flesh felt warmer than anything Randy could remember. He kissed the boy's neck, inhaling his fresh scent as he drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep, his arms holding the wounded boy.

Randy woke with sunlight streaming into the room through the starched white drapes. He realized he was in bed alone as he realized he had held a beautiful young boy in his arms the whole night. He had a momentary panic as he wondered where Kurt was and if he was all right. Then he realized the shower was running in the bathroom a few feet from the bed. He was surprised the boy could ambulate after the beating he had received at the hands of his own father and his uncle the day before.

He heard the shower turn off and momentarily the boy emerged from a steamy bathroom completely naked, his arms raised, drying his hair with a towel.

"I'm so sorry, sheriff" the boy said. "I was trying to be quiet so as not to wake you up. I know you were awfully tired last night."

"That I was but I feel completely rested right now" Randy said. "As a matter of fact, I don't remember when I've slept so deep or so sound. Maybe it was having a pretty naked young boy in my bed."

"I'm sure you have your pick of naked boys, sheriff, but it sure did feel good sleeping with you. I don't remember ever having felt so safe."

"You're moving real well for a boy that took the kind of beating you took just a few short hours ago" Randy said.

"I actually feel much better than I thought I would. I still have the tape on my chest. I was careful not to get it wet in the shower. It may have gotten a little damp but I checked and it seems to be intact" the boy said.

"Maybe you should come back over here and let me check it" the sheriff told him.

"Yes, sir" the boy said as he sat on the bed where Randy was still reclining, covered only from his waist down.

"Drop the towel, boy" the sheriff said quietly. "I'd like to just look at you."

"Ye, sir" Kurt said in a soft voice.

He came to stand right beside the bed and, with the sheriff watching, dropped his towel to the floor.

Randy drank in the handsome boy with his eyes. He could see the boy's cut cock was beginning to harden. Kurt became aware of that and began to blush but made no move to cover himself.

"Don't be embarrassed, son," the sheriff said. "I ain't sure I've ever seen anything so beautiful in my life."

The boy blushed more deeply.

"Even with the bruises and the taped chest and the cut on your eye, you're one beautiful little fucker" Randy said. "Come a little closer."

Kurt moved to where he was standing right beside the bed, his cut cock fully hard now and standing straight out in front of him with a slight upward slant.

Randy moved his head so that his mouth was within a couple of inches of the boy's twitching cock. He looked the boy squarely in the eye. The sheriff licked his lips and brought his mouth to within an inch of the cock, which had now begun to leak a small amount of clear nectar.

"Do you want this, boy?" the sheriff asked.

"Oh yes, sir," the boy replied. "More than anything I've ever wanted.

Randy then kissed the wet tip of the boy's hard cock, tasting his pre-cum and slowly took the boy's hard cock all the way into his mouth. Kurt sighed as his cock entered the sheriff. He couldn't believe this was happening. He had experienced trouble getting the handsome sheriff out of his mind since the day they met but he'd never even hoped something like this could happen. Randy grabbed the boy's buttocks in his strong hands and began to move him back and forth. Kurt was whimpering, enjoying the feeling of the sheriff's hot, wet mouth on his hard cock. He closed his eyes and just savored the sensations as the sheriff continued to move him back and forth. Kurt knew he couldn't last long and was afraid the sheriff wouldn't want to take his cum.

"I'm about to..."the boy said.

Randy briefly removed his mouth from the boy's thrusting cock only long enough to say "I know, boy, let it go."

Kurt began to thrust madly. Randy was loving having this hard boycock thrusting into his mouth. He was proud of himself for not gagging at all and he was loving the feel of the boy's hot globes in his big hands.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm coming, sheriff, I'm coming!" the boy moaned as he filled Randy's mouth with his steaming hot seed. Randy savored the taste and the texture of the boy's sweet-hot load, swallowing every drop he gave him. The final dregs he held in his mouth as the boy stood completely still, just enjoying the feeling of having Randy's hot wet mouth on his now sensitive dick. Randy carefully pulled his mouth off the boy's cock, hearing him whimper. He then gently pulled the boy down beside him and put his arm around him, kissing him deeply and sharing the taste of his sweet boy cream. He continued kissing the boy, their tongues playfully darting in and out of the other's mouth. They continued for several minutes, the sheet pulled up to their waists, when there was a light knock on the door. Suddenly the door opened to a very shocked-looking Dr. Foster. It was apparent to him they had been kissing and holding each other.

"Oh, sheriff, I'm so sorry" he said immediately.

"Dr. Foster, it is fine, sir" the sheriff said. "Please come on in. It is just Kurt and me and we weren't doing anything we're ashamed of. At least I ain't. Are you ashamed of what we was doin' boy?"

"No, sir, not at all" Kurt answered quietly, blushing deeply.

"I would never have intruded on you but William asked me to bring Kurt's clothes up here for him" the doctor said. "He's obviously been here a while and he brought some of the other boys' clothes for Kurt to wear. He asked me to bring them up as he didn't think the boy had anything else."

"Please do come in, doctor" Randy said.

The doctor entered the room and Randy motioned to a chair beside the bed.

"I hope you aren't too shocked by what you saw. The truth is that this is the first time I've let myself indulge with this lad" the sheriff explained. "It's actually only the second time I've ever been with a boy in my life. William is helping me realize exactly who I am and to get rid of some of my old beliefs about right and wrong."

"No explanation is necessary for me, sheriff" Dr. Foster said. "If I might share a story with you, I think it may give you a better idea of exactly who I am. As I told you last night, my wife and I were taken to the camps in Germany at a very young age. We both somehow survived, although neither of our families did. I was kept in a barracks with many other boys my age. Any sexual activity was strictly forbidden. I indulged a few times although I was scared witless. You and I both know when a boy's cock gets hard, he's going to take care of it. But one day my best friend just vanished into thin air. One of my other friends explained he had been caught by the guards jacking off with another boy. It terrified me. As much as I wanted to do things with boys, I have been frightened to indulge that desire all my life. My wife never knew about this part of me and I'm glad of that. It's been years since I touched another boy but rarely does a day go by that I don't think about it."

"Thank you for being so honest with me, doctor" the sheriff said. "You can trust Kurt and me to not share your secret with anyone. In case you haven't realized it, we are really trying to raise our sons to be open and loving to everyone, regardless of color, faith, age or any other factor. You are welcome to love our boys and to do anything with them that they want to do."

"I can't believe this, sheriff" he said. "I would never have dreamed I could be so happy."

After a light tap on the door, William stuck his head in.

"We have some very hungry boys downstairs" he said. "If you lovebirds can get your clothes on and join us, it will be much appreciated."

"You set this up, didn't you?" the sheriff asked. "You sent the doctor up here, knowing what he would find."

"Not knowing but hoping" William chuckled. "Looks like it couldn't have worked out any better. The sooner we all get our cards on the table and can be honest with each other, the better things will be.

The sheriff and Kurt got out of bed and Kurt got dressed in his fresh, clean clothes. Randy put on a fluffy white terrycloth robe, intending to shower after breakfast before heading to the school. Dr. Foster and William chatted lightly, watching Kurt dress. He was just a stunning kid, even bandaged and wounded. They all went down to the kitchen and breakfast room to find it a beehive of activity. Young Walt was making pancakes while Hiram was frying bacon. The other boys were busy pouring juice and milk and setting the table. Dopie came running up to his father, jumping into his arms and giving him a wet kiss on the mouth.

"That's quite a greeting, son" the sheriff said. "You can do that any time you want to."

Randy then introduced Kurt to the boys and to Hiram. The boys asked about his bruised face. The sheriff told them simply that Kurt had been in a scuffle the day before with some bad guys but that Dr. Foster had checked him over and he was going to be just fine. That seemed to satisfy their curiosity and nothing more was mentioned about it.

Breakfast was delicious and fun, with all the boys excited about the upcoming weekend with the parade, the track and field events, and the pageant. Randy and William explained that the governor and his top assistant would be staying in the house with all of them for the weekend and what a great honor it was to have them in the town and as their guests.

"I hope all of you will be on your best behavior and make these men feel welcome"William said.

"Does that mean we have to wear bathing suits in the pool and wear clothes around the house?" Billy Paul asked.

"No, son, not at all" William answered. "The governor and Mr. Levin are members of the Esquire Club. You remember you and your big brother and I went there before we moved to Gayberry. All the members are fond of little boys. It is fine to be naked around them. Just remember that all the usual rules apply. Nobody should be made or forced to do anything they don't want to do. I think the Governor and Mr. Levin will enjoy swimming naked with you and playing in the hot tub and doing all the things you enjoy. Just remember like you and I have talked about so many times. Other people may not feel the same way about things that we do. Some people are uncomfortable with boys being naked around other boys or boys and men being naked together. It is just better if we don't discuss these things outside our circle of friends we know so well."

It was obvious that all of this was new information for Hiram and Dr. Foster, as their eyes were large as saucers. Both men looked delighted to hear the situation explained.

"Is my dad going to be back for this weekend?" Walt asked. "I'd really like for him to be at the races."

"I think that is a very strong likelihood, Walt" the sheriff said. "I should be talking to him this morning. I think there is a strong possibility that he and Coach Thomas will be here at least part of the time."

"Who is Coach Thomas?" Pepe asked. "I don't know him."

"He is Mark and Jeffy's dad" William answered. "He's also the football and wrestling coach at the high school."

The boys suddenly became really quiet and began to look at each other.

"Okay, all of you suddenly got quiet" the sheriff said. "Is there something you boys know that we don't?

"Yes, sir" Jeffy said. "Coach Thomas is Mark's real dad and we grew up thinking he was mine too. But me and Walt figured out a while ago that Walt's dad is really my paw too. It ain't hard to see how much we look alike and I'm shootin' up like a tree. I'm gonna be tall as Walt before long. Plus I ain't got ginger hair like Coach Thomas or Mark. We know but they don't know that we know. See, I ain't sure y'all know all the stuff we know. Like about fuckin'. I know that ain't a nice word and we ain't sposed to use it but that's what it is. But me and Mark have got the same momma, so we're still brothers but me and Walt have the same dad so we're brothers too."

"Thank you, Jeffy" William said. "Your explanation was quite succinct. And you are correct that fuckin' is not a word we generally use in conversation. But we won't get hung up about words as we're all boys around here. We can always be honest with each other and we can use words among one another we wouldn't use around others. Do you boys plan to tell your dads about this information?"

"First time we see `em." Walt answered. "They've been good friends for a long time and with Jeffy's momma out of the picture, we're hoping we can all live together."

"I think there's a very good chance of that happening, boys, cause it's really clear those two men love each other very much" William said. "Now we have an hour and some change before we have to leave for school. Would any of you like a short morning swim?'

Of course the boys were all for that.

"Go in the bedroom and lay your clothes out nicely on the big bed so you won't be all wrinkled. You should wear your jockstraps instead of underwear to school this morning because we are checking to see all of the boys participating in the field events have jocks that fit properly" William instructed.

"Are you going to swim with us, doctor" Dopie asked?

"No, son, I'd love to but I didn't bring my bathing suit" Dr. Foster replied. "Maybe another time."

"Shoot, you don't need no bathing suit around here when it's just us boys" Dopie replied. "You're a boy too, ain't you?"

Dr. Foster looked to the sheriff and Will, both of whom smiled warmly.

"Go get into your birthday suit, doctor" sheriff said. "They'll enjoy having you swim with them."

They all took their plates over, rinsed them and loaded the dishwasher then headed for the big bedroom to undress.

Mark and Jimmy were undressing there in the den. Mark noticed Kurt remained dressed and asked if he wasn't going to join them.

"I think it's not a good idea" Kurt said. "In the first place I ain't much of a swimmer and in the second, I've still got this tape on me and I shouldn't get it wet."

Mark and Jimmy started putting their shirts back on.

"You guys go ahead" Kurt said encouragingly. "Don't pass up having some fun because of me, please."

"You boys go ahead and join the little ones" William said. "The sheriff and I need to have a few words with Kurt anyway."

Mark and Jimmy then took off their shirts and their jeans. When they removed their underwear, they realized Kurt was staring at their crotches.

Both boys giggled.

"What are those things on your willies?" Kurt asked.

"They're chastity devices" Jimmy said. "Our dicks were about to get us both in some serious trouble so the sheriff and William put these on us. We can't do any kind of sex stuff until they take them off. They have the keys."

"Don't it hurt?" Kurt asked, bewildered.

"Only when your willy starts getting hard" Mark answered. "Then it hurts pretty bad cause there ain't no place for it to go when it starts stretchin' out."

"That's what happens when boys spend time thinkin' on things they don't need to be studyin'" Jimmy explained.

"How long do you have to wear them?" Kurt asked.

"We ain't been told yet" Jimmy replied. "I been in mine since last Saturday and Mark got his put on him on Monday. Seems like a lot longer when you're used to jerkin' off several times a day."

"We haven't had a chance to talk about how long they'll be wearing those devices." William said. "I think it may be a long term solution for these two to make sure they learn their lessons well." William said. "Jimmy was very close to being sent to an adult prison if the sheriff hadn't saved him. Mark wasn't too far behind. We do plan to give them a break and take them off for a few hours or maybe even a whole day if they continue to behave as well as they have recently."

Both boys gave wide smiles as the young ones and the naked doctor came out of the room, all as naked as jaybirds. Hiram brought up the rear, carrying a stack of towels for all the boys. His nice uncut meat flopped as he ran across the room in pursuit of the younger boys.

It was clear that Doctor Foster stayed in shape. His body was trim and his chest covered in dark hair just beginning to gray which matched that in his thick bush. He had a substantial cut cock and a very neatly trimmed gray mustache and beard.

"The doctor's cut like me" Kurt said.

"Of course, son" William said. "He's Jewish. Almost all Jews have their sons circumcised for religious reasons."

It's pretty cool to see guys with dicks like mine" the boy said. "There ain't too many around these parts or if there are, I ain't seen `em."

They all shared a laugh as they watched the boys hitting the warm water.

William and Randy each refilled their coffee cups and brought a glass of juice for Kurt who was seated on the sofa.

"We wanted to run something by you, son" the sheriff said. "I've devised a plan for getting your uncle to confess to what happened and to give us information on his accomplices. It will also involve your father who simply cannot go without punishment in all that happened and in your assault."

"I understand" the boy said. "He's my paw but he's done some bad stuff and could be planning to do more."

"That's right, the sheriff said. "I want to protect you from further wrath of your father as far as I can. My plan is to pick your father up, or have the deputy pick him up later today, to be questioned about the thing that happened at the school. I don't think it's necessary to let him know we know about the assault on you. I am thinking we will cover his face and take him to the location where we are holding your uncle. We are going to tell your paw that it was his brother who implicated him in the plot against the school and the cross burning. That way we keep you out of the loop. Your paw will think it was his brother who shared this information with us. If we can set them against each other, we may be able to get even more information and keep your hands clean."

"I understand if you can't keep me out of it" the boy said. "I knew I had to share what I knew and I'm willing to take the blame. Just please be careful. It's hard to explain but I ain't ever been afraid of one of them brothers when they're apart. To be honest, I've always thought that when they weren't together, they were kind of cowardly. But when they get together, it's like they feed off of each other's evil. My paw has spanked me before but nothing like this. He's never taken his fists to me or kicked me or punched me like he did with Roy."

"You've had enough mistreatment for a lifetime, son" the sheriff said. "To be honest, I'd like to go straight out there and pick your paw up and cut his fucking balls off and let the son of a bitch bleed to death. I don't mean to upset you, son, but for them to hurt a sweet kid like you...there's just no excuse for that at all."

The boy hung his head and was silent for a couple of minutes. Then he looked up with a shy smile.

"What's that smile for, son?" the sheriff asked him.

"It makes me smile when we call me `son' "the boy said.

Both men smiled at him.

"You are going to stay here today" William said. "This house is very secure and no one even knows that you are here with us. I think it is about the safest placed you could possibly be. You are not to open the doors unless it is one of us or the deputy. If anyone else shows up at the door, you call the courthouse and then lock yourself in the downstairs bedroom."

"Oh no, I can't do that" the boy said. "Mr. Lee is counting on me to help him with your renovation today. We're right in the middle of it and we're behind schedule as it is. Please let me go to work. I promise he won't make me do anything that will hurt me and I'll be so careful. I promise I'll be safe and nothing will happen. Please let me go."

"Okay" the sheriff said. "But only if we tell Mr. Lee exactly what happened so he can be on the lookout. And no one else is to know where you are working. I will instruct Aunt Flea that no one else is to be let into the house while you're there working and the doors are to be locked at all times. Under those circumstances I will agree. But that damned bathroom ain't nothin' compared to your well-being. I'd burn that goddamned house to the ground before I'd risk a hair on your sweet, pretty head. "

The sheriff pulled the boy's head to him, cradling it on his chest.

"I may need to get y'all a room" William chuckled as he got up to refill his coffee cup. He brought the pot and topped Andy's off and they all went out and sat at a table watching the boys swim.

"By the way, did you realize Billy Paul knew all that stuff about how babies are made?" the sheriff asked. "I had no idea they knew about the birds and the bees. I didn't know what they know till I was in high school."

"Kids are learning earlier and earlier, it seems" William said. "What surprises me is how cool they are about major stuff. Like it really doesn't matter to them that they've been told a lie about who their paw is. They just accept it, love each other, and move right along."

They watched them play for about another half hour when Hiram suggested the boys hit the outdoor shower and start getting dressed for school. It was a pleasure for Randy to see the doctor soaping the boys' bodies. He was as careful as if they were made of China as he washed them carefully and rinsed them all.

Randy went up and showered quickly, then dressed for work. The doctor and Hiram dressed in the room with the boys and finally everyone was ready to go. It was agreed that Hiram would drop the sheriff, Kurt and Doctor Foster at Randy's house so he could leave orders for the day. William agreed to take the boys to school and see them all safely inside. Mark and Jimmy went with William to lend a hand and they agreed to meet up at the field house at 8:30 a.m.

When Hiram dropped Randy, Kurt and the doctor at Randy's, Mr. Lee was getting started. He was upset at the sight of young Kurt but they explained what had happened. Mr. Lee did not want the lad working but he realized how badly the boy wanted to be there and ultimately relented.

Aunt Flea was in the living room laying out panels of a light, sparkly blue fabric which she explained were the panels for Tara Bedford's gown for the crowning at the pageant. Randy could have cared less but Aunt Flea found it necessary to explain how the gown would be spectacular, consisting of an elastic band draped around Mrs. Bedford's chest and panels of varying lengths just draped across it. She went on about how daring the gown was as no undergarments could be worn under it because of the delicacy of the fabric.

Randy finally told her he didn't care if the old bitch showed up in a potato sack. About the time Randy was shutting Aunt Flea down, Mrs. Bedford showed up in person, droning on at length about how her brilliant oldest son had conceptualized and designed her gown for the crowning and how it would be a one of a kind like nothing ever seen before in Gayberry.

Randy told her to leave the house.

"What's the matter, sheriff?" she asked acidly. "Did you bring home more nasty stray mongrels for your aunt to diaper and feed? You care nothing about that woman. She works like a slave to keep this house and have your meals ready and keep your clothes clean and make sure you and your son look nice when you go out these doors."

Randy was tempted to knock her through the wall but he didn't want the doctor to see how the woman could set him off.

"Mrs. Bedford, I am telling you – not asking you – to leave this dwelling right now. If you do not, I will handcuff you and escort you out. I do not owe you an explanation. If my aunt wishes to join you, she may but she will not be allowed back in this house until I return. That woman has never worked a day outside the home. I expect very little from the bitch. She has never earned a fuckin' dime but she is never without plenty of money. I have never questioned any requests for money or for clothing or for anything else. She is given a very generous allowance every week right on time as well as any additional money she wants. All she has to do is ask and it is given to her. If that bitch wants to leave with you, that is fine. I'd be pleased to see it because she is a constant source of bitching and complainin' in this house. You can take her broke ass with you and feed her and clothe her and house her and eat her cunt if you want to. Take her with you and I hope you won't be sendin' her fat ass back here!"

Aunt Flea and Mrs. Bedford gathered up their things and huffily left the house. Randy told Mr. Lee and Kurt that they were leaving and asked them please not to leave the house until he returned. Randy said he would bring their lunch so it shouldn't be necessary for them to leave at all. Randy took off with the doctor for the court house where he learned that Mrs. Thomas had still not reported to give her statement. Betty Jean was asleep in one of the cells and the other was empty.

When he and the doctor went in to check on Ben and Marv, both men were amazed at the improvement in Coach Thomas' condition. They had returned the hospital bed and Coach was sitting up in the bed in no apparent pain. Ben reported he had discontinued the narcotics and was requiring very little analgesic .Doctor Foster checked the sutures in his anus and testicular area and proclaimed he had never seen such rapid healing.

"I'm glad to see this because I have some real concerns" the sheriff said. "Ben, I think it is imperative that you return to school and reclaim your position and authority. I hate to tell you this but that Barrow fellow is attempting at every turn to undermine your authority and usurp your position. I know it is important to you to take care of Marv. I understand that, but I think it will be a very real and tragic mistake to be away any longer. I know that Marv in no way wants that to happen and it is happening over there as we speak."

"Marv, are you able for me to leave you alone?" Ben asked worriedly.

"I think I'm on the road. Being out of that hospital bed helped greatly" Coach Thomas said. "Hell, I've managed to take a few steps. It hurts but I can handle it."

"I think those sutures can probably come out tomorrow and that will make a world of difference."

"Okay, I will plan on being back tomorrow morning" Ben said. "I know that you guys will be there today doing the physicals. If you should hear anything or you feel I need to get there, just let me know and I'll head that way. I never have completely trusted that Barrow guy and this just confirms my suspicions that he's up to no good."

"If you guys are coming back to the house tomorrow, I'll make sure Dopie and I are out of there."

"No, please don't do that, sheriff" Ben said. "There's plenty of room in that house. I bet the two bedrooms on the main floor aren't even being used. Marv and I can take one of those and that will minimize the need for him to be doing stairs. There's still the huge downstairs with the giant bedroom and a smaller one and three bedrooms on the upper level. There is room for all of us and the governor and Mr. Levin in that house. I beg you not to leave. I'd love nothing more than to have a family of men in my house this weekend. I swear I'm being truthful."

"If that is what you want, that's the way it will be" Randy said. "I'm having Aunt Flea do the grocery shopping and fix some casseroles we can freeze. The boys love burgers so the e grill will get a workout. Mr. Churchill and Mr. Blount and their wives are throwing a big reception at their pool on Friday evening to host all the dignitaries and the pageant contestants. I plan to have our boys there. Will and I have new blazers and white shorts for all of them which they haven't seen yet."

"It sounds like a fantastic weekend" Ben said. "I can hardly wait now."

"Me too" Marv added. "I can't tell how much I'm looking forward to living with my friend and lover here. We should never, ever have let anyone get between us."

"That brings up a couple more items you guys should probably know about" William said. "When we told Walter that you said it was okay to reveal his secret, it turns out all the boys knew already. They think it's just no big deal what a buddy they love has between his legs. As a matter of fact, in talking with Walt, it seems that Dr. Carol up in Charlotte has taught him all about his vagina and how to take care of it and even how to make it feel good. He has shared that information with our boys too. They know so much more than Randy or I even dreamed they knew. It seems the boys have been putting their willies in Walt's vagina just like they do in each other's butts. It's just not a big deal for any of them."

"And one more piece of information for both of you" the sheriff said. "Jeffy informed us very nonchalantly at breakfast this morning that he knows that Ben is the biological father of both of them. Jeffy explained that they both have the same momma but different dads. They still consider themselves brothers just as Jeffy still considers Mark his brother. It's like they have no problem with it and consider both of you their fathers."

"I'll be goddamned" Ben said. "We've been stressing over this and discussing how to tell them and whether to tell them and how much to tell them. The little shits figured it all out for themselves. I'll just be Goddamned! That's a smart bunch of little fuckers we've all got to raise."

They all enjoyed a good laugh as the doc and the sheriff left for the high school. When they were in the car the doc looked puzzled.

"Something bothering you, doc?" Randy asked.

"Well, yeah" he said. "I followed most of the conversation but I don't have a clue what you were talking about when it came to Walt's secret. I know Walt is the tallest of the boys and much farther into puberty than the others. That boy has a bush almost as thick as mine. But what's the secret?"

Randy laughed.

"The secret is that all that bush on the boy doesn't have a pecker hiding in it."

Randy proceeded to explain the whole situation to the doctor.

"I've read about that sort of thing in all the journals but I've never encountered it. "I didn't even notice that boy had different equipment. I'll be goddamned!" he exclaimed as he and Randy laughed all the way to the school.