Welcome to Gayberry

Welcome to Gayberry – 30

Feel free to address any comments on this story to fritz819@yahoo.com. His is a work of fiction and is based on no real persons, living or dead. If you enjoy this or any of the wonderful stories here, I hope you will consider a donation to the Nifty Archive to keep the site going. It is a treasure!!! http://donate.nifty.org/

30

Once they got to the field house, William, assisted by Jimmy and Mark got the stations ready to go to start the physical examinations on all the boys participating in the track and field events. The boys would sign the athletes in and bring them back three at a time. William would take their blood pressure and temperature, then Randy would make sure they had their proper numbers to pin on their shorts and check the fit of their jockstraps, including the pouch and the actual straps, then have them remove the jocks. Then the doctor would put them on the table nude to check their testicles and make sure their foreskins moved properly. He would also check range of motion and identify any problems. Then they would be allowed to dress and return to their classes. It was agreed that the doctor would do prostate exams on the older boys but they didn't feel the younger ones needed those.

They got started right on time, starting with the youngest boys. All of the boys were either approaching or in the throes of puberty. It was interesting to see how much variety there was in the pubes and sizes of their cocks and nuts at that age. One boy might have a pubic area as smooth as Dopie while the next boy who was in the same grade might have a full, thick bush. The younger boys were no problem, some of them getting the giggles as they removed their jockstraps and had Doctor Foster checking their testicles. Many of the boys threw little boners. The men told them not to be embarrassed and that it was a natural thing for boys to do that. Some of the boys seemed to enjoy being looked at and touched by other men while a few were shy and reluctant to undress and be touched. The men tried to explain to the shy boys that this was something very natural and they hoped the boys would be more comfortable with their bodies.

It was when they moved to the ninth grade boys that things got even more interesting. These boys came in wearing their jockstraps and most were quick to drop them. Randy would have the boys put their jockstrap back on to check the fit of the straps or the fit of the pouch. Invariably when he felt the mesh pouch, a boy would throw a boner. As he lifted the edges on each side of the mesh pouch, he would find their soft new hairs and he felt boners as he patted the pouches to make sure they were roomy enough for the boy's equipment and not too constricting. Randy would just smile and reassure the lad it was okay. He told them the showers were open if they needed to take care of their hardons before going back to class. A couple of times Mark and Jimmy said some of the boys were openly masturbating together in the showers. At one point when Mark said several boys were jacking off together, Randy asked the doctor go and make sure things were all right in the shower room. After being gone for several minutes, the doctor returned with his eyes wide and the crotch of his pants tented.

Once they started on the older boys, it was clear many of them had never had a prostate exam. The process slowed a bit as most boys threw boners when the doctor slicked his gloved finger with lubricant and inserted it into the boy's holes. There were smooth holes and hairy holes, all of them beautiful and warm. He was clearly gentle with the lads and it was clear it was the first time many of them had t heir most secret spot touched. Some of the boys instantly threw their legs opened when the handsome doctor touched their pink holes while others closed their legs, trying to hide their holes and keep them from invading fingers. Many of them began to leak pre-cum and a couple couldn't keep their hands off their now-hard peckers. Dr. Foster was kind and patient, gently suggesting they might head for the shower room and take care of things. One boy began to spray cum as soon as the doctor touched his hole. The boy was initially very embarrassed, but the doctor hugged him and helped him clean up, explaining that it was completely natural for a boy to shoot semen when he was stimulated. The doctor even assisted the boy off the table and escorted him to the showers. It was very clear there was a number of boys who would have liked a more hands-on approach from the silver fox doctor.

They decided not to break for lunch as things had gone so very smoothly and they completed the exams at just past two o'clock. Randy had called his deputy and instructed him to go to the diner and take lunch to Mr. Lee and Kurt, using a house key Randy left in a drawer of his desk. The deputy reported having done so and stated Mr. Lee and the boy were hard at work and he had again locked them safely in the dwelling.

They had gathered up the things they had used for their exams and Mark and Jimmy had gone over to see if they could be of help to Mr. Churchill and Mr. Blount. Doc, Randy and the sheriff were heading down to the diner to get some later lunch when he heard the wail of a siren. His heart sunk as he went running out to find Arney terrified and urging him into the squad car.

"Randy, Randy, the mayor's wife just called and said there were at least three shotgun blasts at your house! The deputy said excitedly.

"Oh fuck!" William said as they all three piled into the Buick and sped off, following the squad car.

"I knew I shouldn't have let that boy go to work today. It was just too dangerous. I should have known better" the sheriff kept saying.

William kept his mind on the road and made record time, screeching into Randy's driveway on two wheels. The house appeared quiet. The mayor's wife was in her driveway across the street and a small crowd had begun to gather. Randy went running into the house calling out Kurt's name and Mr. Lee's.

"Are you here?" he shouted. "Kurt are you here? Are you all right?"

The house was eerily silent. The only sound was the sound of birds singing in the trees outside. It was clear at least three blasts had ripped into the home leaving large holes in the walls of the living room.

Randy ran up the stairs, finding no one in the bathroom where the guys were working. He then ran into his bedroom and shouted for them. No reply. Then he ran across the hall into Dopie's room.

"Kurt! Mr. Lee!" he shouted frantically.

Then he heard a soft deep voice he recognized s that of Mr. Lee calling his name.

"Sheriff, is that you?" the voice asked with a muffled sound.

He went to Dopie's closet to find Mr. Lee lying on top of Kurt protectively. The large body of the muscled man covered the smaller, handsome boy.

Mr. Lee stood up and the sheriff dropped to his knees frantic to see if Kurt was all right.

"Kurt, son, are you all right?"

"Sheriff, I'm fine" he said softly. "Just a little shook up. When we heard the first blast it sounded like a cannon. I had gone downstairs to get us some water and it scared me to death. I looked and saw Mr. Lee take the stairs in one leap and gather me up and lifted me up the stairs into the closet before the third shot was even fired."

"I was afraid the shooter might be in the house so I kept myself and the boy quiet until we heard your voice" Mr. Lee explained. "No voice has ever sounded sweeter than yours did at that moment, sheriff."

"I'm just glad you're both all right" the sheriff said, unable to let go of Kurt. Randy found his body was trembling at the thought of what could have happened.

"I should have had better sense than to let either of you work here today" the sheriff said. "Mr. Lee, I apologize to you. Please head home immediately. If your wife hears about this she is certain to be upset."

"Thank you, sheriff" he said. "I really do appreciate your concern. My wife is rather delicate right now. Would you like for me to take Kurt? I assure you I'll keep him safe. He's a good boy and a hard worker, that boy!"

"I agree but I assure you I will take care of him" the sheriff said. "Much better care than I have at this point."

"We will plan to be back tomorrow morning" Mr. Lee said.

"I have a good idea who did this and I think it likely I will apprehend them this afternoon but let's not plan on being here in the morning until I contact you" the sheriff said.

"Sheriff, are you okay?" Kurt asked softly. "You're trembling a little."

"I will be, son" he said. "I was terrified. I couldn't have lived with myself knowing that I put you and Mr. Lee in danger. I just couldn't."

"I'm fine, sheriff" he said. "I really am. Let's go back down and get you something to drink."

The doctor and William were inspecting the holes the blasts had left in the walls. One blast had shattered a window in the front of the house and another had blown the front door away.

"Everyone stay away from windows just in case" the sheriff said. "I don't think the coward will return but better safe than sorry."

"William, will you take Kurt and go back to the school? The sheriff asked. "Go ahead and check our boys out of school for the rest of the day and get your eyes on Mark and Jimmy. They could be in danger if the other klan members knew who ran down one of their own. If you will, please take them to Ben's and lock the doors. Do you have your pistol?"

"Of course" he said. "It's in the car."

"Good." Randy said. "Keep it handy. You might want to tell Mark and Jimmy know what's going on so they will be more on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary. I'd recommend keeping it from the boys at least for now. We don't want them scared to death. But I will trust your good judgment on this. Just please take care of all our boys while I'm away.

"You be careful" William said. "Good friends are few and far between. Please don't take any unnecessary risks."

"Thanks buddy" the sheriff said as William took off for the school with Kurt in tow.

Deputy Arney came back in, eager to report his findings to Randy.

"The mayor's wife is our only witness and she really didn't see nothin'" he said. "She heard the blasts and ran to her window. She says there was a fairly new car wheeling out at high speed. She says it was a dark color but she couldn't be sure if it was dark blue, black or maybe maroon."

"Thanks, deputy" the sheriff said. "Now I need you to get us back to the high school to get my car as quick as you can. Then meet me back at the jail. I want to talk to Ben again before we make our next move."

When they got back to the jail Betty Jean was still in her cell. Otis, the town drunk, had let himself into his cell and he was standing at the bars of the cell with his hard cock out. Betty Jean was giving the rumpled man a hand job. Randy exploded.

"Cuff that little slut, deputy!" he shouted as Arney rushed to stop the obscene display.

Ooh, sheriff," Otis moaned. "She was only charging me ten bucks and she's got the softest little hands I've ever felt on my cock."

"Zip them pants up before I cut that cock right off of you!" the sheriff shouted.

Arney was struggling to get cuffs on the small girl as she was fighting hard. Otis stood there, his hard cock jutting from his pants and dripping juices.

"That old cocksucker offered me money" she screamed. "I didn't do nothing to him. He made me do it."

"That wouldn't be possible" the sheriff said quietly as he went to Arney's aid. "Hell, Otis was in another cell. You were reachin' around them bars to jerk his pecker. You're a little indecent slutty tramp. His wife ain't likely to be pleased when she hears about this. She may just rip ever one of your hairs out by the roots. And I mean the hair on your head and the hair on your nasty little pussy!"

"Oh no, please, sheriff" the man blubbered. "You can't tell my wife about this! She'll throw me out and never let me back in the house. She puts up with my drinkin' but she won't put up with me consortin' with whores."

"It's what you deserve" the sheriff said. "I ain't got time for this bullshit and if I hear another word out of either of you, I'll tape both of your nasty mouths!"

Both of them kept blubbering and screaming so Randy grabbed a roll of duct tape from his desk and started taping Betty Jean's mouth, even as she fought back.

"Please don't tape my mouth, sheriff" Otis begged. "I don't think I'd be able to breathe. "

"Then shut the fuck up, you drunken asshole!" the sheriff said.

Otis looked wounded by the words. He was not used to being talked to like that by the sheriff.

With some minimal help from his deputy, Randy managed to get the tape around the girl's head even though she fought like a wildcat.

The doctor, who had gone directly into the back to check on Marv, came back out.

"Is everything all right out here" the doctor asked.

"It's under control now" the sheriff said as he left the girl's cell, slamming the door closed behind him.

"I caught that little tramp giving another prisoner a hand job" the sheriff said.

"Why, Otis, I'da never thought that of you" the doctor said. "What will your wife say?"

Otis just pulled the covers over his head, hiding himself in shame.

Ben came out of the back, looking concerned.

"Doctor Foster filled me in on what has happened." The young principal said. "It sounds like this group's getting more brazen. I really appreciate what you've done for me over at the school, but it sounds like you've got enough on your plate without having to look out after my school too."

"Ben, I think it would be a really good idea if you could make it back to your office tomorrow" the sheriff said. "I ain't no prophet, but it feels like things is just about to blow in this town. We can't have students getting hurt and I know you don't want that any more than I do."

"Marv is making a recovery that is nothing short of miraculous" the doctor said. "It's a good thing he was in tiptop physical shape. I've never seen a man recover at such a fast pace. He's even taking some steps and I've removed all the sutures except for two right where his ball sac meets his butthole, if you don't mind me using medical terminology."

"We don't mind that at all" the sheriff chuckled.

"Do you think we could safely move him back to the house this afternoon?" the sheriff asked the doctor.

"I see no problem with that as long as we're just careful and he will agree to move slowly."

"I can promise you he'll move slowly, doc," Ben said. "He doesn't complain but I can see the pain on his face when his big old nut sac starts swingin'".

"This sounds good" the sheriff said. "How about if you two fellows get your things all packed up and I'll have the deputy take you over to Ben's house? The doctor and I have someone we have to pick up and start some interrogating on."

"That will be great" Ben said. "Are you sure our boys are going to be okay with everything?" Ben asked nervously.

"I can promise you that those boys are good and you'll be amazed at how they'll welcome both of you" the sheriff said. "I don't remember ever being surer of anything in my life."

Ben hugged the sheriff and the doctor.

"I know I can never thank you both for all you've done" Ben said. "But Marv and I both plan to try in any way we can."

"Ain't necessary" the sheriff said, lightly blushing. He was surprised to feel a twitch in his crotch at the hug of the handsome man who smelled as if he had just gotten out of the shower.

Randy called William to give him a heads up that the deputy would be bringing Ben and Marv to the house and suggested he get one of the bedrooms ready for them on the main floor of the house as Marv shouldn't be doing any more stair climbing than was necessary. William seemed pleased and said he would tell the boys.

"Is Kurt all right?" the sheriff asked

"You bet he is" William said. "Jimmy and Mark took to him like a duck takes to water. It's like they've been best friends all their lives and the younger boys have taken all three of the older ones as their idols. I wish you could be here to watch them."

"So do I, William" he said.

"He filled the man in on what had happened at the jail and told him that as soon as the deputy got Ben and Marv settled in at the house, he was instructing Arney to turn the town upside down to find Betty Jean's momma.

"I think we all know that bitch can't be trusted and I don't like her bein' on the loose" the sheriff said. "And I got no doubt that my house got targeted because young Kurt was there working. I just ain't figured out who could have tipped the klanners off to that. Kurt and Mr. Lee said they'd told no one about where they'd be working. Kurt specifically said he hadn't told his paw where he'd be."

"That kid would never lie to you, sheriff" William said. "He's got a real bad mancrush on you."

"He's a good kid and a pretty kid too" the sheriff said.

They then signed off and Randy gave his deputy orders to find Peggy Thomas after dropping off the coach and the principal at Ben's house.

"I want that bitch in a cell before the fuckin' sun goes down" the sheriff ordered.

"Ten four" the idiot deputy answered.

Dr. Foster got his medical bag from the back room and they said goodbyes to Marv and Ben. Once they were in Randy's car, the doctor turned to him.

"Sheriff, I want to say thank you for one of the best days of my life" he said. "I mean that from the bottom of my heart. I've never felt I had a friend in this town aside from my wife. She and I were just about the only Jews in Gayberry and there was always a silent wall. She had decided we should take up golf about fifteen years ago. We applied for membership in the country club over at Mount Pilot because it was the closest golf course. We had been assured we would be welcomed as members. But we received a letter saying we would not be allowed to join the club. The same night the letter came, a swastika was painted on the front of our house. That hurt my wife very badly. I wasn't hurt but it made me mad as hell. I've always been able to repress that anger, but now that she's gone, I wouldn't mind unleashing some of that anger, given the opportunity."

"Good for you, doctor" Randy said. "Anger can be righteous and I happen to think it can also be healthy. Me and William welcome your help with all of this. I've seen how Negroes have been kept down and abused in this town but I was never even aware of this attitude toward Jews. Hell, I didn't even know I knew any Jews! My paw taught us not to hate, but the truth is that while he was a good man, he was afraid to speak out when he saw things that were just wrong happenin'. I ain't doin' that. I want to teach my boy Dopie to stand up and speak out when he sees somethin' wrong happenin'. The best way to teach him is by settin' a good example."

"You'd be surprised how many people hate Jews, sheriff," the doctor said. "I can't begin to tell you how horrible it was in the camps. My dear wife and I were broken in so many ways. She, as I told you earlier, could never have children as a result of their experimental surgeries. What I didn't tell you is that we could never even have sex. Not in all those years. They had totally ruined her reproductive organs. I was actually secretly okay with not having sex because I knew my attraction was to young boys and men, although I have repressed it for all these years. We tried to adopt years ago but we were ultimately told that no agency would give a Christian child to a Jewish couple. There were almost no Jewish children available for adoption once the war was over and all of us who had survived the camps got older. Being around all those beautiful, sexy boys today was more than I could even have imagined, sheriff. Thank you. I treasure your friendship as well as William's."

"Doctor, I'm glad to have you as a friend" the sheriff said. "Some of the things we need to do to teach these men a lesson may not be pretty. But they don't understand rules and they sure as Hell don't play by `em. Are you ready and angry enough to do some things that you might normally find unethical or even criminal?"

"You bet your ass I am, sheriff," the doctor said. "Bring on the assholes."

Randy explained to the doctor that the man they were going to pick up was young Kurt's father and his relationship to the man they already had in the dungeon. He told him how the two men had beaten Kurt when he overheard the brothers discussing some Klan activities. He also told the doctor how they had it planned for Kurt to marry his own first cousin when she turned fourteen and how they had pinned the boy to an altar and circumcised the young boy without anesthesia when they had caught young Kurt masturbating.

"What assholes" the doctor said. "They certainly don't even deserve to be treated as humans! It is simply unfathomable to me that a man could treat any boy in that manner, much less a boy who is your own son or nephew. I'd cut their nuts out in a heartbeat with no anesthesia."

"I am glad you feel that way" the sheriff said. "What these men have in store for them is not going to be pretty. I want Jack, who is Kurt's father and the man we are going to pick up, to believe it was his brother, Preacher Roy, who gave us information that they were involved in the klan doings. I don't ever want this to come back on Kurt, although I think the klan is already suspicious of the boy, given w hat happened earlier at my house. Ultimately, I want them to all turn on each other. Roy has been in that big old building in total silence and darkness since last night. I'd really like for these two to have no idea where in the world they might be. I should have driven around for a while to throw Roy off the scent that he is very close to home but I didn't think about it. Is there any drug you could give Jack when we pick him up that might cloud his memory? I'd like their tales to be at odds in the event any of this ever becomes public."

"You bet, sheriff" the doctor said with an evil grin. "I can give him an injection of Versed once we get him in the car. It will completely knock him out and he'll never remember a thing about how he got to the dungeon or how long it took to get there."

That sounds great" the sheriff said as they drove into the driveway of Jack Smith's home. Kurt had told the sheriff that his mom had taken his sisters to visit her parents up in Greensboro so his father should be home alone. His big white truck was in the driveway so the sheriff was fairly certain he was there. A knock on the door went unanswered. The sheriff called out the man's name but there was still no response.

"Stay behind me" the sheriff cautioned Doctor Foster as he turned the knob on the unlocked front door. There was no one in the living room or dining room or anywhere on the ground floor. It was very quiet except for what sounded like music from a radio or a phonograph. Following the sound up the stairs, it was apparent it was coming from a closed door which Randy assumed to be a bedroom.

The sheriff pushed the door open, calling the man's name. The music in the room was very loud,

"Jack Smith, I have a warrant for your arrest" the sheriff said in his booming voice, as he threw the door open.

A radio was playing loudly as the man jumped out of the bed, totally naked and reaching for his pants. He was a handsome man and the sheriff immediately knew where young Kurt had gotten his good looks. His dick was hard and uncut, his foreskin almost covering the cockhead even though he was fully erect. He had a large set of nuts hanging below his hard cock and a thick bush of brownish-blonde hair over it with a treasure trail extending up to and above his very hairy navel. A very young girl who looked no older than thirteen or fourteen was naked in the bed and it was obvious, given the older man's hardon, that he'd been fucking the girl. The surprised young girl made no effort to cover herself, her little pussy gaped open from the man's cock and her pert little titties bare, the small nipples inflamed.

"You goddamned son of a bitch!" the man yelled as Randy grabbed him, spinning around and getting the man's hands cuffed behind his back, his hard cock still jutting out in front of him.. "What the fuck do you think you're doing in my goddamned house?"

The young girl was now crying as she tried to cover her nakedness with a sheet.

"Girl, get your sorry ass out of that bed" the sheriff said. "You ain't old enough to be fuckin' at all, especially not a man as old as this feller."

"Uncle Jack, what's going on here" the girl sobbed. "Why are they arresting you? I don't understand. You said your family was gone and we'd be safe here. What is going on?"

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid cunt!" Jack yelled at the girl. "Keep your fuckin' mouth shut and don't say a motherfuckin' word!"

"Uncle Jack?" Randy asked. "This girl is your niece? Is this the child you were planning for your own son to marry?"

"Sure as hell is" the man said. "My boy's too much of a fag to even kiss her so I figure she'll have to teach him to fuck her the way she wants to be fucked. I' figure I'm doing him a favor. I don't think that boy is smart enough to know how to stick his dick in a cunt."

"Get up girl, and get the hell out of here" the sheriff said. "You may be young, but you sure as hell are old enough to know better than to fuck your uncle. How old are you anyway?"

"Thirteen" the girl said, still sniffling.

"I told you to shut the fuck up and not say another goddamned word!" the man screamed at the hysterical young girl.

"Okay, girl," the sheriff said. "Where do you live?"

"About a mile from here" she said as she continued to sob. "Just up the road."

"Is your momma at home?"

"I'm sure she is" the girl said. "My paw didn't come home last night and we only got one car. She was rippin' mad at my paw sayin' he's prob'ly laid up with some whores. He's a man of the cloth but my momma always has said he has a weakness for young cunt. He'll kill me if he finds about about this. He'll kill Uncle Jack too and I don't want him hurt. I ain't never felt so good in my whole life as Uncle Jack makes me feel. Please don't hurt him and don't tell my folks nothin' about this."

"We'll be taking you home then" the sheriff said. "We'll drop you off in front of your house and watch you walk in the front door. I wonder what your momma will think when you walk in the door naked?"

"No, please don't make me do that!" the girl begged. "Momma thinks I'm a virgin. She'll be madder than a wet hen and she'll tell my paw. My paw'll kill his brother and I don't want that cause I'm in love with Uncle Jack. He loves me too and he says when I marry Kurt we'll all live together and we'll still do the things I like doin' with him. He says I got a real fine mouth on me that's better than anybody ever sucked on him. You just can't blow up my whole family. My paw will be furious cause young girls is supposed to stay virgins till we're married. Uncle Jack promised me nobody'd ever know about this except just the two of us. He even told me we could put some cat blood on the sheets on my wedding night so Kurt would think he'd popped my cherry himself. He had a good laugh when he told me about that plan."

"Good God!" the sheriff said. "This family needs to be blowed up and your momma needs to know what's goin' on here. That's what I was hoping for. How long you been fuckin' your uncle?"

Jack Smith was still struggling and screaming at the young girl not to say another word, but the girl just ignored him and kept talking.

"This is just the sixth time" she said, still crying. "He said it would be okay since his son and me will be getting' hitched up real soon. He said there weren't no danger of him puttin' a baby in me cause I still ain't got much hair on my little pussy. He said a girl can't get knocked up till she gets a full bush down there. Even if I did, I wouldn't care. He said we'd just move the weddin' up and I'd tell ever'body Kurt raped me and put a baby in me. My uncle wouldn't lie to me. I was scared the first time but Uncle Jack told me not to worry. He said it would hurt just a little bit the first time and then it would start to feel real, real good. That wasn't a lie. When he first stuck it in it hurt like hell but it started feelin' real good real soon."

"He lied, girl, and I can't believe you're really that stupid." the sheriff said. "Once a girl starts havin' her time of the month, she can get a baby planted inside her. He could at least have put a rubber on his hard cock to keep you from getting' pregnant."

"Oh no, sheriff!" the girl said. "That ain't acceptable in our church. That ain't nothin' but thwartin' the plan of our creator. If the lord wants a baby planted, the baby gets planted. It ain't up to us."

Mr. Smith was still cuffed and naked, lying on the bedroom floor and glaring at Randy and the doctor his meaty cock still slightly hard.

"You'll regret this, Sheriff Cocksucker" the man spat at him.

The doctor kicked the man in his bare nuts.

"Shut the fuck up, you asshole" the doctor said, smiling at Randy. "Look at this asshole. His cock's still about half-hard. He must really love that young pussy."

"What kind of a man fucks his own brother's daughter?" Randy asked . "Get up off the floor, assshole, before I give you another kick in them big old nuts of yours. I'll push those balls all the way up in your belly."

The man's cock had swiftly wilted after the painful kick and he attempted to stand. He didn't move fast enough for the sheriff, who grabbed the cuffs and drug him to a standing position. The man was now sobbing and begging to be released. He was swearing he'd never again touch the girl and attempting to blame everything on her.

"She came around here whenever my wife was gone, waving that pretty little pussy and telling me how good she could make me feel" the man said. "She said she could sick dick cause her friend had taught her to do it with a banana. She teased me. A man ain't built to resist that kind of teasin' from a young teen-aged cunt. It ain't the way our Jehovah made us!"

"You still like that uncle dick now, girl" the sheriff asked.

"I didn't never want it, sheriff," the girl said. "He told me it was a custom in our family for a boy's paw to fuck his bride, He told me not to tell my own paw, but he promised me it was all right. He said our family had been doin' it for years. He told me that his paw fucked his wife before they was married and said my maw got the same treatment. He made it seem like it was just expected to happen. "

"If it was such a custom in your family why is it you think he didn't want you to tell your paw about it?"

"I ain't thought about that but now it does make me wonder" the girl said.

"Just shut your stupid mouth, you dumb little cunt" the man said to his niece. "Do not say another motherfuckin' word or you won't have a single tooth left in that fuckin' empty head of yours when I finish."

The girl looked hurt at the man's words as the doctor led her, still naked, down the stairs and out to the sheriff's car, the sheriff following dragging the naked Jack smith, his flaccid uncut cock and full, hairy nut sack swinging in the air.

The sheriff had the doctor drive with the naked girl on the front seat beside him. Randy got into the back seat beside his prisoner.

"You know I'm gonna kill that little bastard son of mine for tellin' you all this stuff" the man said. "And I'll wring that little naked cunt's neck. I told her over and over to just shut the fuck up but she never listened."

"I don't know who you're talking about" the sheriff said. "I heard you talkin' about havin' a son but I don't know a thing about that. It was your brother who told us you're involved in the cross burning and other unlawful acts. We don't tolerate no vigilantes in these parts."

"You're a motherfucking liar" the man spat. "My brother would never go squealin' on anybody, especially not his own blood."

The sheriff grabbed the man by the throat and got right in his face.

"You spit toward me one more time and I'll put my fucking fist all the way down your sorry throat right into your stomach!" the sheriff said. "Just try me, you asshole niecefucker! I'd love an excuse to beat the livin' shit out of you and I may do it just for the hell of it. But you continue your bullshit and I guarantee you I'll do it."

"Leave my sweet uncle alone!" the girl said.

"Shut up, cunt" the doctor said quietly.

The doctor asked directions to the girl's house. She was reluctant at first but ultimately directed him to her home when threatened with being taken directly to jail. It was on the same road, less than a mile from the uncle's home.

"I was gonna just let you out and go in to explain things to your momma" Randy said. "But there ain't no tellin' what kind of lies you'd tell her. You'd probably make up some shit about being raped and try to get some innocent men in trouble. I think I need to talk to her so she knows the whole truth" the sheriff said as the Doctor pulled the car into the driveway and came to a stop just a few feet from the front porch.

"No, please don't tell my momma I been fuckin'!" Sarah begged. "She'll be mad as Hell and won't let me out of the house. My best friend's in the pageant this weekend and I'll just die if I don't get to go see it. Plus momma will be furious with me."

"Honk the horn, doc" Randy said.

The doc complied as the girl began crying and begging the sheriff just to let her go in alone.

"It'll be bad enough when momma finds out I've been fuckin but when she finds out who I been fuckin' she'll shoot straight up to the moon" the girl said. "Please, please don't let her know what's happened."

"I think you were a willing participant in this, girl" the sheriff said. "Now get out of this fucking car before I come and drag you out. "

The girl made no move to leave the car until the sheriff reached for his door handle. Then she jumped and opened the front door of the car. This happened just as a tall woman came out onto the porch and headed for the car. She was carrying an infant girl who looked about two years old and who was breast feeding. Mrs. Smith made no attempt to cover her bare nipple.

The woman was tall and could have been attractive but she wore no makeup whatsoever and had very long hair pinned high on her head into a bun. She was very obviously a Pentecostal woman. She appeared shocked when she saw her naked teen daughter getting out of the car. The sheriff left the car also and introduced himself.

"Is this your daughter?" he asked.

"Why yes, it is, sheriff" she said. "It's my oldest daughter, Sarah. What in the name of Jesus is going on here? Why is my daughter naked? What have you men been doing with my little Sarah?"

"Seems we caught your daughter fuckin' her Uncle Jack over at his house" the sheriff said. "You ought to wave at him over in the back seat."

Her eyes could not have been wider as she recognized her husband's brother sitting naked in the car. He just stared back with a snarling expression.

"This can't be" the woman said. "You must be setting our family up. My husband is a preacher of the word. Are you holding him in jail?"

"No, ma'am, he ain't in our jail" the sheriff said truthfully. "Ain't he at home? I'd like to talk to the girl's paw. I ain't at all sure he don't know somethin' about his own brother fuckin' this girl."

"Why, I've never heard the like" the woman said. "My husband didn't come home last night and I ain't heard from him all day. I was afraid some harm might have come to him or the law might be holdin' him or somethin'."

"Why would the law have any interest in arresting a fine, upstanding preacher of the word, ma'am?" Randy asked. "You care to answer that?"

The woman's demeanor changed in front of his eyes. Her expression hardened and she glared at the sheriff.

"Maybe you know something about his klan activities, don't you?" the sheriff asked.

"I have no idea what you're talking about" the woman snapped. "I don't know why my daughter is buck naked in the presence of strangers and why my husband's brother is in your car naked. All I can figure is Sarah must be filled with Satan. Young girls sometimes go bad, no matter how their parents teach them to be good. I've urged my daughter to be upstanding and taught her to be pure until she's married. My husband and his brother are men of God and they would never do something like this if my daughter had not been the seductress."

Now Sarah was mad at her mother.

"Momma, you know that ain't true" she said. "Nothing you're saying is true. You know what paw and Uncle Jack do. I've heard you and paw argue about what he does when he's gone from the house and comes home at all hours smellin' of whiskey and sex. I've heard it with my own ears as long as I can remember. Why, I've seen you sewing their robes and hoods. Don't lie on me. You know I'd never do no sex stuff unless Uncle Jack or paw told me it was okay."

"You nasty little liar!" Did you like it, girl?" the woman asked her daughter. "Did you like the feel of his fingers touching your young snatch and having him lick your pretty little titties? Oh yeah, I bet you like his hot tongue on them pretty little nipples. Did you like it when he rubbed that leaky, hard cock right up against you and then he slid that hard cock right up inside your tight little slit? Did you scream and beg him to do it more and fuck you harder? Did you beg him to pump that hard cock into you and fill you up with his cream? Did you girl?"

"No, ma'am, I didn't do none of that" the angry girl answered. "Do you think I ain't heard you screaming at night telling paw to fuck you harder and keep going and do it some more? I guess I'm as big a whoring slut as my own mama the way you beg for it" the girl said, crying loudly. "It did feel good when Uncle Jack kissed me and touched me. And it felt good when he kissed and licked my little titties and teased my puss with his big, thick finger. But I was a virgin and he told me it was fine to be doing it. He talked real sweet to me and it did feel good when he slid it in me after the first little bit. I believed him when he told me it was the will of our almighty Jehovah for him to be fuckin' me."

Then the mother turned her wrath on her brother-in-law.

"You niece-fucking asshole!" she screamed at the naked man in the car. "How dare you do this! She was going to marry your own son! Now you've ruined her. We've always been taught a girl is to stay a virgin until she is wed and no one is to touch her before that and only her husband for her entire life. You have defiled my daughter. I will never believe my husband had any knowledge of this and I assure you that neither of us will ever forgive you for this, Jack!"

Jack just sat silently and smiled at the raging woman from the backseat of the car.

"The sheriff and I will be contacting the county HHS to have them evaluate your home as to whether it is fit for children and your own worthiness as a parent. "

"Get in that goddamned house and cover your nakedness, girl" the mother said angrily. "It's obvious you have no shame being naked in front of strange men. I think you're a harlot and a sinner. "

As the woman said that, she bared her other nipple so that the breast-feeding child could switch. The woman stood there shamelessly, both full breasts exposed to all present.

"You know, there's just more bullshit here than I have time to even begin to unpack" the sheriff said. "I think the doc and I need to be running along. I hope your husband shows up at home soon. Given what I've seen from your family so far, my guess would be he's probably laid up somewhere rippin' off a few pieces of underage pussy hisself. Now good day, Mrs. Smith."

The woman stood speechless as the sheriff and the doctor got back into the car and drove away.

Once they were on the road, Randy gave the doctor directions toward the dungeon.

"Man, as much as I hate to admit it, I'm a little jealous" the sheriff said to his prisoner. "That girl sure is pretty and I bet that was one tight snatch."

At first Mr. Smith was silent. Then his ego and braggadocio got the best of him.

"You bet, sheriff, some of the tightest pussy I ever had" he said "And me and my brother have always had all the cunt we could handle. It ain't hard to find pussy when you've got the looks and the Smith boys have always been lookers. I always knew once I got my finger on a girl's snatch, I could have anything I wanted from her. I was plannin' on takin' little Sarah's butthole cherry earlier today when you fellas came bustin' in that door. I was hopin' she'd struggle and scream and try to keep me from it. You boys should've hung around. I assure you I could put on a show you wouldn't forget. That girl reminded me of my wife when I first married her. Barely had any hair down there and clean and fresh as could be. She loved it when I'd pour a little honey on that snatch and then lick it clean. But that little bitch will be waitin' for me when I get free and that won't take long. She'll say you boys are liars and nothin' happened in my bedroom. I can promise you that shit!""

"How old was your wife when y'all got hitched?" the sheriff asked. "

We got hitched up on her twelfth birthday" the man said. "I'd had my eye on her for a while but her paw made me wait. It weren't so much his idea as the girl's maw said it wouldn't be fittin' before she turned twelve. It sure was fine. Barely any grass at all on that playground, if you fellas know what I mean. And so was little Sarah. She's always been a pretty girl. I just couldn't stand the thought of that pretty young pussy being wasted on my fag son."

"Who is your son, Mr. Smith?" he asked. "You seem to think I know him" Randy said.

"I'm pretty sure you know him and you're tryin' to deceive me" the man said. "His name is Kurt and he works with Mr. Lee doing renovations. I think he's probably suckin' his boss's dick too."

"I believe I have met him when he was doing some renovations at the jail" the sheriff said. "I ain't never talked to him though."

"I think you're lyin' sheriff" the man said confidently. "Ain't nobody else could've or would've told you about my secrets."

"What if I told you that your own brother told me about all of your secrets?" the sheriff said.

"There's no way that could ever happen" Mr. Smith said. "We share the bond of brothers and we'd never rat out the other."

"Does that bond of brothers make it okay for you to be sticking your fat, hard dick into your brother's daughter, sir?" the sheriff asked.

"Fuck you, sheriff, the man spat. "I'm done talking till I get a lawyer"

"Have it your way, Jack," the sheriff said. "But you ain't goin' to the jail. You're being rendered to a location where no one will know where you are. It will be as if you just disappeared from the face of the earth when we left your sister-in-law's house. And there won't be no lawyers for you. You're gonna be held under the new rules of the anti-corruption task force. If they ever say anything about us being there, we will make them out as liars and I assure you we can do that, Jack."

The man started to wiggle and squirm as if to escape but his movement was severely limited with his hands cuffed behind him.

"I'm gonna beat the everlovin' shit out of both of you homo turds"" Jack said.

The sheriff and the doctor laughed heartily.

"Trussed up like that, you can't even beat your meat" the doctor chuckled.

Both men laughed heartily which infuriated Mr. Smith. He launched into a loud and vile string of bad language.

"Pull over on this little dirt road to the right please, doctor" the sheriff said. "I've heard about all of this fuckler's nasty mouth I want to hear at least for now. He'll be tellin' us everything we want to know in a few hours when we get him where we're taking him."

"A few hours?" a now concerned Jack Smith asked? "Where the fuck are you takin' me? I demand to see a lawyer and I demand to be taken to the Gayberry jail."

The two men in the front seat said nothing. They drove down the deserted dirt road for about a quarter mile. The doctor pulled over, turned off the engine and all three men left the car.

"What are you doin?" Mr. Smith asked, with fear now in his voice.

"What's the matter?" the sheriff asked. "Not feeling quite so brave now, Jack? You scared, being out here on a deserted road with two men who know what lowlife piece of shit you really are? Afraid we're gonna cut your worthless fucking guts out and feed them to some dogs? You don't seem nearly as brave as you was when you was showin' off for your niece and your sister-in-law."

"Randy pulled a long, sharp knife with a gleaming blade out of the bag he had beside him. When Jack saw it, he began to look really scared.

"Don't kill me, guys" he said. "Please, I was just havin' a little fun with the niece. I didn't want to fuck her but she begged me to. Said some of her school friends had some dick and they liked it. She begged me to fuck her just like she begged my boy to fuck her and he wouldn't. That stupid little shit-eating bastard said he was savin' himself for marriage. Who could have turned that pretty pussy down? You said yourself how pretty she was and how good it must've felt to get a cock inside it."

"Oh, relax, Jack" the sheriff said. "We ain't gonna kill you. At least not right away. That would be too good for an asshole like you. We're gonna take things nice and slow. Doctor, where do you think we should start?"

Randy put the gleaming long blade of the knife up against the man's bare skin. His cock was now shriveled so much it was barely discernible in the thick bush surrounding it.

"Look, doctor," Randy said. "I think Jack's dick has disappeared."

Both men laughed loudly as the man became terrified.

"We could start just taking off an ear or maybe a fingertip" the sheriff said. "We don't need to rush it. We've got all the time in the world."

"With that little tiny dick of his, I doubt Jack needs both of those big old balls" the doctor chuckled.

The sheriff laughed out loud as the man began to cry and to piss. The urine ran down his hairy leg as his bladder emptied itself in fear.

Both men again laughed again which only heightened the man's humiliation.

"Why don't see if you can find his pecker since it seems to be hiding?" the sheriff asked.

The doctor began to run his fingers through the man's thick bush and Jack began to squirm harder than ever.

"Get your fuckin' faggot hands off of me" he yelled. "Ain't no man ever touched my privates and I'll kill both of you if you keep this up. You're both dead sons of bitches if you don't cut this shit out right this minute!"

"How do you plan to do that, Jack?" the sheriff asked. "You seem pretty helpless to me.

Jack then kicked at the doctor, but Doctor Foster had good reflexes and grabbed his bare leg, lifting it into the air so high it seemed it might snap the bones.

"Owwww! Goddamn you! Let me the fuck go!" the man screamed as the men just laughed.

"Try that again, asshole, and you'll be missing a leg" the doctor said sternly. "I just got a glimpse of that nice hairy hole of yours, Jack. I bet that would feel as good wrapped around a man's hard cock as you say your niece's tight little pussy did."

"My motherfuckin' hole is an exit only, you faggots!" Jack snapped. "Any man that even tries to stick a cock in me dies."

"What body part do you want us to take off of you first, asshole?" the sheriff asked. "One of your nuts? Or we could just get rid of the whole ball sack? Of maybe one of your nipples? I bet that would hurt. A lot."

The sheriff was talking in a quiet, very low voice, twisting and grabbing each body part he named. Jack tried to twist and pull away but was unsuccessful in doing so. Jack's fear was obvious and palpable now and the man knew he was in trouble.

"I swear to you I'll never touch another young girl if you'll just let me go" he begged. "Please, I swear on my children's lives, I'll never, ever do nothin' bad again!"

"It ain't the fact she was young" the sheriff said. "Shit, we all know young folks enjoy sex. Little boys and little girls love to play around. Some of em like to play with older folks too. I daresay most of em do. But you tricked Sarah into having sex with you. You felt it was necessary to lie to her and trick her to get her to fuck you. That's what I have a problem with. That and the hate you spew out of your fucking mouth ever' time you open it! I ain't havin' it in this town. The days folks thought that shit was acceptable are done. Gone with the fucking wind, asshole!"

"Please, please, don't do anything to me" he begged. "I can be a better person. I won't lie to no more young girls sand I won't even try to fuck another single one. I swear to God I'll change. Just please don't hurt me. I ain't got no kind of tolerance for pain. It's always been that way. I can't stand hurtin'. Please don't do nothin' to me. I will change."

"Too late, you lying, nasty asshole!" the sheriff said.

"You have your medical bag, doctor?" the sheriff asked.

As the doctor reached for his black bag. The remainder of piss emptied from the man's bladder as the men laughed at him. He looked up to see the doctor coming toward him with a long syringe with a huge needle on the end. The sight of that made him pass out.