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Randy still couldn't face going back to the office so he decided to take the short drive up to the lake. Hardly anyone was ever around during the week. He realized he had in the back of his mind going skinnydipping in the lake. He'd never before done that because he had been excessively modest before meeting William and previously the thought of being discovered swimming naked in the lake was a horrifying thought. But he realized it was something he wanted to try and this seemed the perfect time.

He parked a short way from the pond and leisurely walked through the woods. It was quiet except for the sounds of nature. He knew it was a deserted area so he decided to get rid of his uniform. He stripped down to just his boxers and his undershirt and headed to the lake. As he got closer to the water, he heard the gentle sounds of water lapping. It sounded as if someone might be swimming and he considered going back to his car. He then saw a bicycle, on its kickstand near a large tree. Randy was curious as to who might be out here on a weekday afternoon so he quietly approached the lake. He saw a boy he'd never seen around town. The boy was handsome and looked to be in his mid teens with pale, white skin and short brown hair. Randy stepped on a fallen limb and the boy looked up and saw him.

"I'm sorry, son, I didn't meant o disturb you" the sheriff said. "I'll just be running along now and leave you to whatever you were doing."

"I was just having a swim" the boy said. "You don't have to leave unless you want to. It was just a hot day and, to be honest, I was cutting the last couple of periods at school. I know I shouldn't but it's the first time I ever felt like doin' that."

"I skipped a few classes in my own time" the sheriff chuckled."What grade are you in?'

"Tenth grade, sir" the boy answered. "I'm not missing any tests or anything."

"I ain't gonna run you in for skippin' a couple of classes, son" Randy said. "That's a promise. It sure is nice out here. Do you come here to swim a lot?"

"I've been here a number of times, but it's the first time I ever came in the water" the boy said. "We have a pool at my house but I really didn't want to go home yet."

"Is somethin' the matter at home, son?" Randy asked.

"Ummm, I'm not sure I need to talk about it" the boy said. "Truth is I've been thinking about running away."

"That seems pretty extreme" Randy said. "Is it anything you'd like to talk about?"

"I don't want to bother you" the boy said. "Just some stuff I need to work out in my head. Don't you want to come in the water?" the boy asked. "It's pretty warm today."

"I was thinkin' about doin' that but the truth is I didn't bring my bathin' suit."

The boy laughed.

"I don't have one either" the boy said. "I hope you won't call the sheriff and have me arrested. It's not anything I've done before. I'm not sure why I did it today. It was just hot and it seemed like the thing to do. I'll leave if you want to swim."

"Why should you do that, son?" Randy asked. "It's a pretty big pond. There's plenty of room for both of us."

"I just didn't know if you'd want to be, ummm, like naked in front of someone else" the boy said. "We're kind of funny about that at my house."

"That's okay, son" the sheriff said as he removed his shirt. "I have a son too and we used to be the same way. We was never naked around each other. Shucks, I never would even let my boy see me in my underwear. But I made a new friend not too long ago. He's raisin' a couple of boys and he told me I was missin' out on a lot of fun things I could be enjoyin'. Life don't last forever. I listened and I've loosened up a whole lot."

Randy was naked from the waist up now and wearing only his boxer shorts. He realized the boy was looking admiringly at his muscled biceps and his furry chest. The boy caught himself staring and looked away quickly.

"You don't have to look away, son," Randy said. "Don't hurt nothin' to look at another person's body. It's somethin' I'm learnin' to enjoy a lot. And it don't really matter if it's a man, a woman, a girl, or a boy. It don't hurt nobody to look."

"You're built real nice, sir, if you don't mind me sayin'" the boy said.

"I don't mind a compliment like that at all" he said. "As a matter of fact, I appreciate it a lot. You look like you've got a pretty good build yourself."

"I just started working out a little, mostly at home" the boy said. "I've been talking to Coach Thomas and he's encouraging me to join the wrestling team. He thinks I could be a pretty good lightweight wrestler."

"I know Coach Thomas quite well" Randy said. "He's a good coach and a fine man."

"I think so too" the boy said. "But my dad doesn't want me doing any sports. He thinks it's bad for boys to hang out together. He says we'll just get into trouble. My mom has said I can do it if I want to but I know dad's going to be a problem. The truth is I just wish she'd leave him."

Randy took off his boxers, leaving him totally naked in the bright afternoon sunlight. The boy continued to watch his every move. Randy realized the boy was curious about a man's body from the way he watched him so closely.

"Has your dad done something to hurt you, son?" Randy asked.

The boy was silent for a minute. Randy waited.

"Yes, sir," the boy said. "Pretty bad. But I don't think my mother knows. I've tried to drop some hints for her but she hasn't picked up on any of them. I haven't told her. I don't want to hurt her. But I'd be fine if my father died today."

"That's a pretty strong statement, kid" Randy said. "He must've done something pretty bad for you to feel that way. I can tell you're a good kid. That's obvious in the way you feel about your mother and want to protect her. Can you tell me what your paw done?"

"I don't think I want to talk about it" the boy said. "It's been a couple of years ago now. I've tried to forgive him but I haven't been able to. I'm just hanging in tryin' to avoid him and get by until I can leave home and go away to college. If I can take it that long. The sight of him makes me sick. The sound of his voice makes me want to punch my eardrums out. Besides that, I think he'd kill me if I talked about what went on."

"Son, I'm so sorry" Randy said. "I just pray my son will never feel that way about me."

"You don't seem like the kind of man who would ever be mean to your son" the boy said. "You seem like a kind man."

"I can be an asshole" Randy chuckled. The boy chuckled with him. "There's a time to be a nice guy and there are times to be tough.

"You know, when you were undressing, I liked looking at you" the boy said. "I can't believe I just said that. My dad would kill me if he ever heard me say anything like that."

"It's all right, kid" Randy said. "You're welcome to look all you like. I ain't seen much of yours, but you're a handsome boy and it looks like you've got a nice body too."

"Thank you" the boy said, blushing lightly. "I'd like to be as hairy as you are."

"You're young, kid," Randy said. "You may end up even hairier than I am."Chest hair is one of the last things a boy gets in puberty. Looks like you've already got some brown hairs around your nipples."

"Yes, sir," I do" the boy said as he touched his own nipples. Both nipples hardened and he giggled.

"Feels good to touch ourselves, don't it" Randy said. "That's part of bein' a boy or a man. We learn things to do that make our bodies feel real good."

"Yes, sir," the boy said. "But that's what started all my troubles with my dad" the boy said. "He came in my room one night and found me touching myself. I was having some new feelings and nobody had told me anything about sex. I had just started discovering how good it felt to touch myself and how hard I would get if I did that. I didn't know I was doing anything wrong. But my dad came in my room and found me with my pajama pants down rubbing myself. He got really upset. That's when everything started."

"What started, son?" Randy asked. "Did your dad get mad?"

"He was furious" the boy said. "He took my bedroom door away so I wouldn't have privacy. Then he made me go talk to our preacher. I was really scared and my mom didn't like it but she wasn't strong enough to stand up to him. She looked the other way and let him have his way. She doesn't know what happened cause dad sent her out of town with some of her women friends. And now I'm just so ashamed. It's just so ugly I don't ever want anybody to see it. I'm a freak."

"Son, you're not in any way a freak" Randy said. "You're a very handsome young man. I think I may have a pretty good idea what you're talkin' about here. Do you know a boy named Kurt Smith?"

"Yes, sir," he answered. "I used to. We went to that church together. I think his dad was kin to the preacher. How do you know what happened? I don't understand."

"Son, I ain't sure but I think what happened to you may be the same thing that happened to Kurt. "I'm findin' this water's getting' a mite chilly. I think I'll go lay in the sun a while. You want to come with me?"

"Sure" the boy said. "How is Kurt? I haven't seen him in a long time. He was a year older than I was but we were friends when we were younger until our dads stopped us from spending time together."

"Kurt is fine, son," Randy said as they walked out of the water and stretched out on the green grass in the warm sunshine. Randy successfully fought his instinct to cover himself with his hands but the boy was careful to keep his genitals covered with both hands, even once they lay on the grass.

"I remember when Kurt told me his dad had insisted we not play together anymore" the boy said. "Neither of us understood why and they didn't explain it. I realize now it was because our bodies were changing and we might do some playing around together. We even met up a couple of times after school but Kurt's dad caught us and we both got our butts tore up over it."

"Son, Kurt's dad did somethin' awful to him" Randy said. "It was somethin' no paw should ever put any boy through, much less his own son. I think your paw may have done it to you too."

The boy had tears in his eyes now, trying to blink them away.

"I never knew other boys had it done" the boy said. "Some of the men wore hoods but I was too scared to remember their faces anyway. I thought I was the only one they did it to but I should've known. How is Kurt?"

"Kurt is doin' great now" the sheriff said. "And you will be too in time. Son, what they did to your willy didn't ruin it at all. There's millions of boys all over the world who have the same thing done. Lots of people pay lots of money to have it done. It's called circumcision. It's just not done around here too much but it ain't nothin' to be ashamed of. Did they give you any pain medicine when it was done?"

"No, sir" the boy said. "It was the worst night of my life and it will be if I live to a hundred. My paw held me down while that preacher took a sharp blade and started cutting. It was like it would never end. I wanted to pass out but I couldn't. I guess I finally did because I woke up the next morning in my own bed with a wad of gauze wrapped around it. My dad told me that my mother would be out of town till I got better and threatened to kill me if I ever told her what happened. My own dad threatened to kill me and I believed him. That's why I hate him. I'm really sorry to be honest, but I wish the man were dead. I left some of the bloody gauze where mom could find it but I guess my dad found it instead and just got rid of it."

"I understand that, son," Randy said. "I'd like for you to spend some time with Kurt if you'd like that. He's gotten used to bein' cut and he's learnin' to enjoy it just like you can. I think Kurt's willy is beautiful even though it looks different from mine. It ain't nothin' to be ashamed of at all. Why, we have a doctor livin' with us who had his cut as a child because of his religion. In a lot of big cities, they automatically do it to baby boys when they're born."

"Doesn't it hurt the babies?" the boy asked.

"I `spect it does, but I think they give them some deadenin' medicine like the dentist does" Randy said. "Even so, it ain't soemthin' I'd ever put no son of mine through. But the point is, you ain't got nothin' to be ashamed of. You can be modest if that makes you comfortable, but you don't have to cover it up for me. If it looks like Kurt's I think it's probably a very handsome pecker. But I want you to do what you're comfortable with."

Their eyes locked as the boy slowly removed his hands. He had a small but thick t hatch of medium brown hair crowning a nice, soft five inch penis. He had a bright pink circumcision scar and a nice set of almost hairless nuts.

"That's some good-lookin' equipment, son," Randy said. "You're bigger than most boys your age."

"Not as big as you" the boy said with a smile.

"That's true, son," Randy said. "I was as little extra blessed. Or some people say it's a blessing. It ain't always. Havin' a little extra meat can make things harder some times."

The boy looked puzzled momentarily, then seemed to figure out what he meant.

"You mean, like when you have sex?" the boy asked, blushing."

"Yeah" the sheriff chuckled. "That's what I mean. Would you mind if I touched you?"

"No, sir" the boy said. "Not at all. I been thinking for a long time how it would feel to have somebody else touch me."

Randy moved closer and began to rub the boy's smooth belly. There were very fine hairs already there which he could not see but could feel.

"Oh yeah, son," you're gonna be a very hairy boy. You've got the beginnings of some fine fur."

The boy was hardening and he moved his hand as if to cover it.

"You don't have to cover it, son," Randy said. "I'd like to see it hard. I'd like to touch it too if you don't mind."

The boy moved his hand down beside him, giving Randy permission. When he touched the hardening cock, the boy gasped. Randy encircled the cock with his big, warm hand and the boy moaned.

"You like that, son?" Randy asked.

"No, sir," he said. "I love it. Please don't stop. Do anything you want except stop touching me."

Randy moved to his knees and spread the boy's legs. He got on his knees between the boy's smooth, spread legs and licked his balls. The boy gasped. The boy's balls were pink with only a few scattered light brown hairs. Randy savored each of the nuts, taking each in his mouth as the boy moaned softly. The kid was relaxed now and lying on his back with his eyes closed, enjoying each new sensation. He had put his hands behind his head, exposing two matching patches of pit hair which matched the ring of hair about his willy. Randy slowly licked his way up the boy's hard cock. The boy held his breath in anticipation, hoping the man would engulf his cock in his mouth.

"Breathe, son," Randy said as he took the hard virgin cock into his hot, wet mouth.

"Oh, Jesus," the boy said, grabbing a handful of the sheriff's brown hair in his hand.

Randy held his mouth still, impaled completely on the hard boy-stalk. The cock was in his throat but Randy resolved not to gag. Randy slowly slid his mouth off the boy's cock and returned to licking his full boy sac, getting it slick with his saliva. Randy then got his index finger slicked and barely touched the boy's tight hole. His legs immediately parted as far as they could go as he gasped loudly. Randy teased the hole but didn't enter. He wanted to make this completely pleasurable for the boy as he continued to tease the tight hole and again engulfed the hard dick in his mouth. Randy began to move his mouth up and down the boy's hard cock as he teased his hole. The boy smelled fresh and clean and Randy inhaled and savored the freshness. The boy had a grip on Randy's hair and Randy felt the grip tighten as the boy started to thrust faster, He recognized that the boy was getting close so he inserted just the tip of his little finger into the boy's hole as he used the other fingers to knead his nut sac. The boy was getting close as he began to thrust his dick in and out of the sheriff's mouth until finally he started to shoot his sweet load into Randy's mouth. He released a huge load which tasted sweet as nectar to the older man. Randy remained still until the boy began to move again, then he moved up to lie on his back beside him.

"That was amazing" the boy said. "Can we do it again?"

Randy laughed softly.

"I'd be happy to do that again with you any time, son," he said. "You won't have any problem findin' plenty of people who'd like to sample that pretty cock of yours boy, and do a whole lot more fun things too."

"You really think so?" the boy asked.

"I know so, son," Randy said. "I'd like for you to meet Kurt if you'd like that. I think you boys would have a lot to talk about and I think you'd get along just fine."

"You said he's living with you?" the boy asked? "How did that happen?"

"It's a long story, son" the sheriff said.

Randy put his arm around the boy and pulled him close. The boy put his hand into the thick fur on Randy's chest.

"I do want you to understand something, son," the sheriff said. "Sometimes when something bad happens to someone they don't like, the person feels guilty. Kind of like it was their fault the bad things happened. I don't believe that. I believe if a person does bad things, soon or later, the bad just catches up with them. Do you understand what I'm sayin'?"

"I think I do" the boy said. "Like if something bad happens to my dad, I shouldn't feel guilty if I had nothing to do with it."

"That's exactly it, son," Randy said. "You're a very sharp young man."

"And you're a very sexy man" the boy said. "This has been the very best day of my life."

"Son, please trust me" Randy said. "You're gonna have a lot of wonderful days and do a whole lot of fun things. "

The boy realized it was time for him to be home and he didn't want to worry his mother. He got dressed and took off, but not before Randy gave him his address and invited him to come by and get reacquainted with Kurt and meet the other boys in the house. The boy took off on his bicycle and the sheriff was certain he had just spent some time with Phillip Hunt, another victim of Reverend Smith. Once the lad had begun to relate the experiences with his dad and with the church, Randy saw the likeness of the boy to his handsome father. That the despicable reverend would treat another boy as sweet as Kurt in the same despicable way made his blood start to boil all over again.

Randy dropped in at the clinic before he returned to the jail to check on the doctor and Kurt and Rafe. They were just getting ready to leave. All three had shed their shirts, as it had gotten warm working inside the clinic. The air conditioning system was broken and no one had bothered to have it seen to.

"You should've called me" the sheriff said. "I could at least have brought some fans or tried to apply some pressure to get it fixed."

"They're coming in the morning" the doctor said. "It didn't hurt any of us to get a little sweaty and I got to look at these hot looking boys without shirts all day."

"Can't say as I'd disagree with that strategy" the sheriff said as they all shared a little laugh.

"I think we're all ready for a swim about now" the doctor said. "The other boys should be getting home from school about the time we do so maybe we can all get wet together before we get started on dinner."

"You've worked far too hard to go home and cook" the sheriff said. "I'm going to pick up a truck full of barbecue and fixins' so y'all just go on and get cool and relax a little bit. You've certainly earned a night off in the kitchen."

"I love cooking with Doc, but a swim sounds pretty good to me right now" Kurt said.

"Me too" Rafe said. "I can't believe there's a pool right there in the back yard. I can`t hardly wait to hit it wide open."

"The Bentleys will be joining us for supper tonight" the sheriff said. "I'm thinkin' we'll eat kind of early and then the doctor, the Bentley brothers and I have a little project we have to attend to. Will you guys be all right takin' care of the younger ones? We could be a little late."

"We'll be glad to do that" Kurt said. "Rafe wants to get to know the boys better so this will be a chance for him to do that. We'll make sure they all get their homework done too."

"It sure is nice havin' boys we can trust to leave our young'uns with" the sheriff said. "I don't worry a speck when they're with you. Hell, you're probably more responsible watchin' the boys than us old men are."

He took off for the jail where Arney had just returned from manning the glory hole.

"Don't ever do that to me again, sheriff" the deputy begged. "You know I ain't that way. I ain't a cock sucker and you ought to know that long as we've knowed each other. Please don't make me do that again."

"You can report there in the morning instead of here or you can turn on your badge" the sheriff said. "I don't like doin' it but it is my job to keep the peace. A bunch of horny men is a bunch of angry men and I ain't havin' that on my watch. You'll need to sleep here tonight and then go back to Folly's in the mornin'. I'll work on getting' a replacement, but for the time bein' you're the designated cocksucker.

The door opened and in came Nellie the female pharmacist. She was taking a plate covered in tin foil but instead of bringing it to the sheriff, she took it directly to the deputy at his desk.

"Deputy, I brought you some dinner" she said. "I came by several times today but you weren't here. I figured you'd had a busy day so I thought you'd be ready for some dinner."

She uncovered the plate, revealing some hot vegetables and meat loaf.

"Why, thank you, Miss Nellie" the deputy said. "That was an awful kind thing for you to do and I do appreciate it."

"Umm, umm" the sheriff said. "That shore does smell good' deputy. I hope you've still got some room left in your tummy for all that."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, deputy," she said. "Have you already had dinner?"

The deputy gave the sheriff a deadly glare. If the sheriff told Nellie about all the dicks he'd have to suck, the deputy didn't know what he might do.

"Oh no ma'am" the deputy said. "The sheriff's just tryin' to crack a little joke which ain't very funny. Truth is I'm about to starve."

As he began to eat, she perched on his desk and rubbed his neck. Arney was enjoying the female attention, especially as he was still stinging from Velma Sue's recent and very sudden marriage. She unbuttoned the top buttons on his shirt, revealing his bony, totally hairless chest and started to slide her hands inside the shirt.

"You better be careful of that one, deputy" the sheriff said. "I believe she could be a black widow."

"Why, Randy, if a body didn't know they might think you was jealous" the woman said.

"I ain't jealous in the least" Randy said. "I just don''t want my deputy getting' in trouble he can't get out of. Women like you is nothin' but danger. Just like that one over there sittin' in that cell. There's gonna be fireworks when her husband shows up, you can bet on that."

"You're fucking right about that, sheriff," the mayor's wife said. "Where is that son of a bitch? I may kill his ass when I get my hands on him."

"Ma'am, you oughtta know I won't be able to let you outta that cell if you're makin' threats against another citizen, especially our esteemed mayor" the sheriff said. "I can hold you forty eight hours on just that alone even if I didn't have you on theft and assault charges already in addition to statutory rape of a young boy."

"Ummm, sounds like the mayor's wife has been a bad girl" Ellie said. "Does that mean the mayor might be on the market before too long?"

"Keep your goddamned flirty hands and eyes off my husband" Mrs. Dykes said. "I'm not sure I want him but you better stay away from him till I'm damned sure. You were always trying to snake the other girls' boyfriends in our sorority. Nobody trusted you and I see why that was."

Just then, the mayor and Jenny walked in the front door. Mabel Dykes went on the attack.

"Franklin Delano Dykes, where the fuck have you been all day?" she demanded. "You have let your wife and the mother of your daughters languish in a jail cell while you gallivanted off to Raleigh to take our daughter shopping? Have you lost your ever loving fucking mind?"

"I'm sorry, dear, but Jenny said she had to go to Raleigh today or they couldn't get a dress altered properly in time for the ball" the mayor said, attempting to defend himself. "She was sure you wouldn't mind, knowing the importance of this event."

"Well, I do fucking mind, you asshole!" she yelled. "I had already bought her a perfectly good dress for the ball and already had it altered and ready to put on her body."

"Momma, I hated that dress you got" Jenny said. "It was right off the rack and covered me up like a nun. Long sleeved, high neck, daddy, it was awful. That ugly dress you made me wear for the pageant was one of the reasons I didn't win. Of course the main reason was that the sheriff and his buddy who was the judges was a couple of nigger lovers!"

"This is a Purity Ball, Jenny, not a whore's convention" Mrs. Dykes said loudly. "The reason for the event is a girl pledging to remain pure. She makes that pledge to remain pure to her father. The pledge says you will remain a virgin until your father gives you away to your husband. This is very serious stuff, Jenny."

"I know it is, momma, and I'm taking it serious but that doesn't mean I have to look like a nun. I wanted something pretty and my sweet daddy and I found it. It's just beautiful. It has rhinestone buttons all the way up the back and it's strapless and it really makes me look great. There's layers and layers of taffeta under the skirt and it makes me look like a princess. Daddy's friends thought it looked beautiful on me too."

"What were your father's friends doing shopping with you?" the woman wanted to know.

"Well, we went early and daddy took me to his club for breakfast" the girl said. "We met several of daddy's friends and they were all having bloody marys and stuff and we played a trick on them. Daddy told them he had gotten a divorce and I was his new bride-to-be. Every single one of them believed it and told him how he was the luckiest man on earth. Three of them ended up going shopping with us. They loved watching me try on things and helping me with zippers and buttons and stuff. Daddy was proud as a peacock. The people at the store are much nicer when a man is there to shop. Why they brought us all champagne and cigars for the men. It was like a party. A lovely, lovely party."

"You piece of shit lying garbage can son of a bitch" Mrs. Dykes spat at her husband.

Trying to defend himself was pointless so he and Jenny hurriedly left the jail with his wife screaming at him. Nellie walked over to the cell where Mrs. Dykes was still ranting.

"Looks like you chose a real piece of shit for a husband" she said to the other woman.

"Yeah, looks like I did" Mrs. Dykes said. "But I'm warning you about one thing. He's still my piece of shit and if you lay one hand on the cocksucker, I'll rip every hair out of your nasty cunt, one by one by one. And if this nigger loving sheriff keeps me locked up, I'll send somebody for you. You can fucking bet on that, missy!""

Randy laughed at the dueling bitches as Nellie went back to flirt with the deputy.

"You definitely ain't goin' nowhere tonight, ma'am" the sheriff told the mayor's wife. "Eliza should be bringin' you some dinner in a little while. I think I'm gonna take off. Arney, I plan to be home all night in case you need me.

"Ten four" the deputy said as Nellie's hand rubbed his skinny thigh.

He went by Gibson's and picked up two family packs of barbecue and sides. He knew it was a lot of food but he also knew how hungry boys could be. When he got home, he was pleased to see all the boys working on homework in the breakfast room with Rafe and Kurt looking on and giving occasional help.

"I haven't even been needed here" the doctor chuckled. "Rafe and Kurt and I all took quick showers and finished up just as the boys got home. They decided they wanted to get homework out of the way so they could have some pool time. They all had a snack, but I know they'll be tearin' into that barbecue before long. You barely missed William's call. He said he'd had a really busy day and they didn't get finished. He's going to stay in Raleigh tonight and he hopes they can finish up tomorrow. I told him we'd take good care of Billy Paul."

"Thanks, doc," the sheriff said. I had a feelin' they had a whole lot to do and I really wasn't expectin' him to make it home tonight."

Randy went around the table, giving all the boys a hug. Rafe and Kurt each came to him for extended hugs.

"Thanks for helping the boys" the sheriff said. "I really appreciate it."

Randy went up to take a shower and, as he lathered, his dick started to get hard thinking about the handsome boy he had met at the lake. He was almost certain the boy was Phillip Hunt, whom the preacher had cut on his altar table. The boy had been so beautiful and so innocent. He had been so grateful for the attention Randy had given him. He couldn't for the life of him imagine how a father could hurt such a boy. He considered masturbating but decided against it, realizing some sexual tension could be useful in his plan for the evening. He was really looking forward to fucking up Elder Hunt!

As he was drying off, the doctor came in bringing him a beer. He told the doctor about all that had transpired today and his plans for Elder Hunt. The minute the doctor heard that the boy's dad had done the same thing Kurt's dad had done, he was all in on anything the sheriff wanted.

"You shoulda heard that fuckin' coward of a preacher sobbin' and beggin' when he was bein' tied to that table. He thinks he's a big man when he's the one holdin' the blade but he about shit himself when it got through his thick skull that he was the one bein' tied to the table. "

"I would have enjoyed that, I'm sure" the doctor said. "Is the boy you were swimming with going to be okay? Sounds like he was pretty damaged by the things his dad did and there's some kind of problem with his mother."

"Yeah, the mother seems a nice enough woman but I have trouble believin' a woman can live in the same house with a man that evil and have no inkling he's rotten to his core. This boy kind of told me he had tried to leave some clues around for his mother but she never picked them up. He thinks his father may have found whatever it was so his mother never found nothin'. Maybe women can deny better than men but I just find it hard to understand. My gut says she wouldn't have been so understandin' if she knew her husband was dippin' his dick in the preacher's wife" the sheriff said.

"Sounds like we may be takin' in another boy" the doctor chuckled. "Believe me, I'll take in as many as you can find as long as they're like Kurt and Rafe. Hell, I'll knock out the walls in that guest house and build on to have more boys around like them. I gotta tell you, Randy, my life is fuller right now than it's ever been. I don't think I've ever been quite this happy or this hopeful. Thank you."

"We're the ones that's lucky to have you, doc" Randy said. "I know that William feels the same way. We're goddamned lucky men!"

Randy was finishing getting dressed when there was a tap on the door. It was Kurt with the Bentley brothers.

"We had Kurt bring us on up cause we wanted to check out your new digs" Gerome said. . "This is some fancy shit and I bet Mrs. Bedford isn't at all happy about having the heathens break down the gates."

They all laughed and Randy gave them a quick tour of the home, ending in the library. After the doctor got beers for everyone, Randy closed the door and gave them information on the day he had and his plans for the evening. He told them he realized they would be pushing the envelope this evening and if anyone had a problem with the plan he would understand. No one had a problem with any of it. As they finished up, Randy had a call from Aaron. He reported the Alabama boys' first day at the construction company had gone very well and said they were having dinner with all the other guys and a few of their wives, unless Randy needed them.

"I'm sure Will Barrow will miss those big, meaty cocks of yours tonight but I think he'll get over it" Randy chuckled. "Go and have a great time and I'll check in with you guys tomorrow."

When they came into the big breakfast room, all the boys had finished their homework and were dying to hit the pool. Randy suggested they have a thirty minute swim and then have their barbecue dinner. All the boys agreed and they headed upstairs to get rid of their clothes. As planned earlier, Gerry was with the Bentleys and planned to spend the evening there with the other boys.

"Thank you for inviting me to have dinner and to spend the evening with the other boys" he said. "I've been looking forward to it since dad told me about it. Jimmy and Mark have made us guys from the Colony feel really welcome at school and we all appreciate it. Some of us were pretty nervous about going there and a few guys have looked like they wanted to start something. But no one has and I think it's because these guys have made it clear there will be a price to pay."

The handsome boy reached out for a hug from the sheriff and he embraced him.

"Thanks for letting me know that, son," Randy said. "It makes me really proud to hear that kind of news. You enjoy the evening. I know Rafe has been anxious to meet you and to get to know you. You boys have fun and I know that your dad has given permission for you to spend the night here if we run late. I hope you'll make yourself at home."

Mark and Jimmy grabbed the boy and led him upstairs to undress for swimming.

"He's is such a polite and a handsome boy" the sheriff told his uncle Greg.

"Thank you, sheriff," Greg said. "I've been amazed at how smoothly things have gone with integrating the school." They were in Randy's bedroom, undressing. The Bentley brothers seemed totally and completely at ease with being naked around others. Sheriff Randy wrapped a towel around his midsection as he noticed the brothers didn't bother, just draping theirs over their necks and heading downstairs as naked as the day they were born. Both men were well-built athletes with thick, meaty uncut cocks and big balls. They had almost identical round brown butts with not a blemish to be seen.

"I gotta be honest with you guys" Randy said as they went down the stairs. "I wish I could be as comfortable being naked as you guys are. It's something I am really envious of. It's just unnatural to me to walk around naked. I wish that wasn't the way it is. I hope I haven't already made my son the same way. I'd love for him to be as casual as you guys are."

"I think part of it comes from having a brother so close in age" Greg said. "We were just always naked together and thought nothing of it. Gerry is the same way although he went through a brief period of trying to cover up when he got his first pubes. I wouldn't worry about it, sheriff," he said. "I saw what you've got and it certainly isn't anything to be ashamed of. I haven't seen it hard but I'm guessing you got more meat than either one of us. Just shuck that towel."

Randy did just that, removing his towel and going down the stairs in the big house with his meaty cock and hefty ball sac swinging in the air. The boys were already in the pool, enjoying themselves. Doc was with them and they all seemed to be having fun. The doctor made a point of introducing Rafe to the brothers and Rafe seemed to be having no problem adjusting to being naked with the others. The sheriff asked about Coley and Corey, the two black youth who had been put in chastity after being caught naked with the mayor's daughter.

"They both hate the cages but they realize it was the most loving thing we could have done for them" Greg said. "A lot of people think that lynchings don't happen anymore but nothing could be farther from the truth. I hope that will change with time but black boys and black men have to be careful. Particularly in the south. There are still a lot of white folks who have never gotten over losing that goddamned war and they'll take it out on a black man in a heartbeat. The sad thing is they can do that on Saturday and then be on the front pew of the church on Sunday feeling all self-righteous about what they've done."

"That little bitch that got them in trouble is workin' her magic on her own paw right now" the sheriff said. "It was her mama who almost got Rafe in trouble, beating the boy off to get him to do some criminal acts. That bitch is sittin' in a cell right now and I think little Jenny is probably fuickin' her father. If she ain't fuckin' him, she's sure is teasin' him with that little blonde puss. The girl is trouble."

"There's somethin' about that mayor I've never liked" Greg said. "I can't put my finger on it but there's just something."

"He's a selfish, greedy bastard" Randy said. "He was visiting us while we were all staying at Ben's. We were all in the pool and he got excited and started playing with one of the boys. The boy was as worked up as the mayor was but once the mayor got his nut, he left the boy high and dry. I knew right then what he was. Why, he's presenting little Jenny at the Purity Ball over in Mount Airy this weekend. They're doin' the lead out dance and will get their pictures in all the papers. Purity ball indeed. That little bitch has some of the hottest pants in North Carolina."

They enjoyed a good laugh as the doctor was calling them all to come and have some barbecue. They all left the pool, dried off and wrapped in towels as they found places at the huge table Randy had delivered to replace the delicate wrought iron furniture Mrs. Bedford had preferred. Dinner was delicious and fun. The doctor had managed to throw together a banana pudding for dessert and the boys ate it up. The adults were feeling too full but said they might like some later if there were leftovers.

As they finished dinner, Gerry came over and sat on Greg's knee.

"I know you and dad have started looking at houses" the boy said, as he put an arm around his handsome uncle. "Do you think we might have one with a pool? I really love it and I think we could have a lot of fun."

"I think that's a possibility" Greg said. I'm agreeable to it if your dad is. I think we'd all enjoy it too."

The boy gave his uncle a passionate kiss on the mouth.

"I couldn't help overhearing that conversation" the sheriff said. "Are you guys really looking at houses?"

"We've just begun to look at a couple" Greg said. "Living at the hotel has been really nice but I think we need a place with a yard and more space."

"I hope you won't be too hasty" the sheriff said. "I'm not at liberty to reveal much and I know it's all really tentative, but when William gets back from Raleigh there could be some news on that front. I know that he and Abe are working on a way to make home ownership a reality for all the folks who got burned out. I think there are some very exciting things in the works. Sorry I can't talk more but I don't want to get anyone's hope up until things are real."

"I appreciate that, Randy," Greg said. "I'll pass that on to Gerome but no further."

"Thanks" Randy said. "Did you get a chance to talk to Rafe at all?"

"Yes, I did" Greg said. "He's an incredibly bright kid. Seems he skipped three grades and graduated at the age of sixteen. That's most unusual. He has a hot body on him too. He's one of those kids who hits puberty and his dick grows up before anything else does. He's got that meaty, fat cock but barely any hair yet. I think he's a little stud."

Randy explained that, if not for preacher Smith being in the dungeon, the boy would likely have been cut like Kurt had two nights ago.

"The preacher had set it up with the boy's mother" Randy said.

"Fucking assholes" Greg said. "Fucking deplorable assholes."

The men went back upstairs to get dressed and as they did, Randy filled the brothers in on what had transpired with the Alabama boys. They loved that the boys were turning Will Barrow into their personal cum dump.

"He's lost a lot of his fight" Randy said. "They just totally humiliate him. I think you'll like the way the asshole looks in his pretty panties."

"Feel free to dump a load or two in him this evening if there's time" Randy joked.

They said goodbye to the boys with a lot of hugs and promises to behave. When they got into the car, Gerome was sitting up front with the sheriff and Greg on the back seat with the doctor. Before the sheriff cranked the car, Gerome put his hand on the sheriff's thigh and turned to him with tears in his eyes.

"Gerome, are you okay?" Randy asked. "I sure am" the man said. "Forgive me for being emotional. It just hit me how wonderful it is to be able to leave my son in hands that I trust. I know that Gerry is safe and that those boys would protect him with their own lives. You can't understand what that means. We could never breathe easy in the colony. If I didn't have my eyes on my boy, I couldn't breathe easy. You will never understand what it has meant to us to know safety for us and our people. And to know that law is finally on our side. You just can't know."

The handsome man and the sheriff hugged it out and they set off. They had agreed to pick the man up at his office as Mrs. Hunt had said her husband worked late every night. But when they got to his office, it was dark and there was not a single car to be found around the building. Randy suspected the man might still be playing with the preacher's wife so they headed there. Sure enough, Mr. Hunt's big Lincoln was still parked behind the preacher's house, almost obscured from view by a tall hedge.

"They've been at it for hours" the sheriff said. "I can't believe he's still here."

In the car, they all changed into the klan robes and hoods Randy had provided them after taking them from the Smith brothers' homes as well as the Print home and Barrow's house. The irony of two black men in Ku Klux Klan robes did not escape them. They silently approached the house on foot. It was a comfortable night and most of the windows in the home were open, letting in the night air. Randy tried the back door and it was unlocked. The house was quiet except for muffled sounds from the upstairs. The preacher's wife had obviously gotten rid of the daughters for the entire day and perhaps the night too so she could have fun with Elder Hunt. They silently negotiated the stairs, finding themselves outside the woman's bedroom, the sounds of their lovemaking quite clear now.

"I ain't never felt a tongue in my puss before" the woman said. "Roy thinks that's sinful but you make me feel like I ain't never felt before."

"I'm glad you like that" the man said. "It's what's kept my wife with me for all these years. I hate the bitch but her old man's had me over a barrel. He gave me a shitload of money to start my business but the old motherfucker has never let me forget it. I was never willing to risk crossing him until now. You're worth whatever it takes to get me free of that bitch. Having your mouth on me is like nothing I've ever felt. My wife thinks that's demeaning to a woman and she absolutely refuses. I've never been as happy as I am right now. I wish I could have back all the years I've wasted on her."

"So when are you going to tell her you're leaving?" the woman asked.

"It won't be long" the man said. "That's a promise. I can't wait to start life with you and your sweet girls. I'm so goddamn sick of that surly son of mine I can't stand it. He's a spoiled rotten little prick who thinks the world revolves around him. My wife never wanted a kid cause she didn't want to spoil her figure. I had to do the old pin holes in the rubber trick to get the son I wanted. We'd both have been better off if I hadn't wanted to have a kid. I wish now I'd held a pillow over the little shit's face the night he was born."

"Girls are so different from boys. I know my girls are going to love you" she said. "I'm so glad my friend let them spend the night at her house tonight so we could have some time to ourselves. Will you lick it again?" she giggled.

"It'll be my pleasure" the man said. "I've managed to hide enough money away that we can live good for several years even if my father in law pulls his loans. My wife has no idea. The house is in my name so we'll be good financially."

"Can we live in your house?" the woman asked. "I've always dreamed of having a pool and just sitting by the pool all day drinking fancy drinks and having my hair and nails done and just living the good life."

"You'll have every bit of that and more" the man said. "Now just relax and let me have another taste of that sweet, sweet pussy."

They heard the sounds of bed linens rustling then the moans of the preacher's wife as the elder obviously attacked her with his tongue.

Oh, baby, that's so fuckin' good I can barely stand it" the woman said, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "The reverend asshole says it's sodomy and an unforgivable sin. If this is a sin, just book me a room in hell" the woman said.

The men moved silently into the room without either of them noticing until the doctor turned a bright flashlight onto them The woman had been huffing and puffing her way to an orgasm, clutching Elder Hunt's head to her pubic region when the bright light came on, ruining her orgasm.

"What the fuck" the man asked as he jumped up from the bed, clearly showing a nice-sized erection.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" the woman asked as Greg began to wrap her mouth in black electrical tape. He also bound her hands so she could not use her arms and she was unable to speak. She was terrified at the four klansmen in her bedroom, caught with a naked man who was not her husband.

"Is this some kind of joke?" Mr. Hunt asked. "Because if it is, it isn't very funny. Reverend, is that you in one of those robes? If it is, I assure you this is not what it appears to be. Not at all. I have been helping your wife all day to report you missing and trying to get our asshole sheriff off his ass and out looking for you. I then brought her home and she was attempting to seduce me. I wanted nothing to do with any of this and I am innocent. I swear to you this is the truth. I have not entered her and had no intention of doing so.

"Spread that bitch's legs!" the doctor ordered.

Greg laid the woman on the bed and forcefully spread her legs. It was clear she had been fucked as semen was still oozing out of her slit.

"I don't know who fucked her but it certainly wasn't me, reverend!" the man said. "I swear on my honor as an elder of your church."

"Shut the fuck up!" the doctor said. "I think it's time for the bitch to have a nap."

He injected her with a dose of Versed which immediately calmed her.

"Your little fuckbunny is much nicer when she's asleep than when she's got your cock in her mouth or you have your tongue up her puss" the doctor said.

"That's not a voice I recognize!" Mr. Hunt said. "Who are you if you're not the reverend?"

"I won't tell you again to shut the fuck up, Larry," the doctor said. "Next time you speak, I'll just knock the shit out of you."

"I demand to know who you are" the man said defiantly. "You know my name but I don't know your voice. Are you just here to rob us? Take anything I have just don't hurt me please. My health is quite fragile. I have over two thousand dollars in my wallet and a very nice brand new luxury car. I'll give you the keys and you can have it. Just let me go. You can keep the bitch here and fuck her all you want. I just need to leave here safely. I'll be glad to walk and leave you my car. Just please don't hurt me."

The doctor landed a hard blow into his gut, doubling him over and knocking him back onto the bed. The man momentarily had the breath knocked out of him. He was totally confused by the appearance of Klansmen whose voices he didn't recognize and he was struggling to breathe.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut and get your fucking drawers on, asshole," the doctor ordered as the man struggle to get off the bed and reached for his boxer shorts.

"That dick isn't nearly as hard now, is it?" the doctor chuckled.

"I don't know what's going on here" the man said. "There's been some kind of mistake. I've been a supporter of the Klan for years. While I don't have robes and stuff, I give more than my share. I've had a business to think of and it was too risky for me to be at meetings. But I assure you I support you men and all you do."

The doctor again punched the man right in his hairy belly and he went down again, unable to breathe.

"I told you to shut the fuck up and I meant it" the doctor said roughly. "We're taking you and your little girlfriend for a ride in that fancy new Lincoln of yours and we're going to have some fun."

"Wait!" the man said. "I demand to know where you are taking us If I am not home soon my wife will report my absence to the authorities. You men will be in so much trouble. If you'll just listen, I am a prominent man in this town. I can make all of you very rich men if you'll just stop this game you're playing and listen to me. You can all be rich beyond your wildest dreams. I have my hands in business deals that no one, not even my wife, knows anything about. I've got more money than God himself. I've got secrets on the men of this town that none of you would believe and they'll shell out thousands to keep their stuff secret."

"This ain't a game, motherfucker" the doctor said, landing a blow in the man's testicles which made him throw up. He was again on the floor moaning and begging for mercy as he held his nuts.

"I tried to warn you but you just wouldn't listen, asshole" the doctor said. "You need to listen up if you want to get out of this alive."

Those words struck fear in the man. He realized now this was not a prank or a joke. He began to fear for his very life. The doctor pulled him to his feet and put electrical tape around his wrists, taping them behind him. Greg picked up the unconscious woman and took her down the stairs. The doctor had taken the keys to the man's Lincoln key out of his pants and tossed it to Greg before he left the room with the unconscious woman. The man was really frightened now. The man was trying very hard to speak but was unable to do so because of the duct tape on his mouth. Doc ripped the tape off roughly. The man screamed as the skin around his lips came off along with the tape.

"What is it you're wanting to say, asshole" the doctor asked. "Unless it's a full confession I don't want to hear it. I'll give you one minute to spill your fucking guts."

"Please, gentlemen," the man begged. "I haven't done anything to deserve this. I was seduced by this woman. I'll admit that. But I am a married man and a good husband and father to a handsome, sweet young son whom I adore. I have never been unfaithful to my wife until today. My son would be devastated in the event anything should happen to me. Please let me go. I'll be the best citizen his town has ever had if you'll just release me and let me go home to my family. Please, I beg you."

The man had begun to sob as he was walked outside in only his boxer shorts, the stones on the ground hurting his tender bare feet.

"Oh my" the doctor said. "Looks like the rocks are hurting Mr. Hunt's feet. He must have a low pain tolerance. That won't be helpful with what we have in store for you this evening, asshole. That's a promise."

The man was sobbing as he was loaded into the trunk of the Lincoln along with the unconscious preacher's wife. They could hear the man pleading and his terrified screams from the trunk all the way to the dungeon.

"He's really a bit of a pussy, isn't he?" Greg laughed as they drove up in front of the building, still dressed in their klan robes the sheriff had taken earlier from the homes of their prisoners.

They had planned on taking Mr. Hunt from his office and had no idea they would have an unconscious preacher's wife in the bargain. Randy decided to take advantage of the windfall and they agreed again that only the doctor would speak as they did not want to risk Mr. Hunt recognizing the sheriff's voice.

They left their new prisoners in the trunk of the Lincoln as they went inside. Mr. Hunt was still screaming and begging them to let him out but there was no one to hear his screams. The brothers put their white gloves back on so no one would realize the klansmen really had black skin. The men went inside and the preacher heard the door and immediately began begging to be released. He was pleading for mercy.

"Will you please shut him the hell up?" P.T. barked. "That little pussy boy has been sobbing and pleading since you left. I'll cut his fucking throat if you'll give me a goddamned knife. He's not a fucking man at all."

"Shut up, old man," Jack Smith said. "That's mu fuckin' brother you're talkin' about, asshole. If it was you on that table, you'd be pleadin' just like my brother is. I can't wait for the chance to vote for you to be the one on the table."

"I'll be more of a man that that little pussy has been" P.T. said angrily. "I swear to God he ain't shut up for a second since you left. I can't take much more of his shit."

The preacher was struggling at his ropes, attempting futilely to escape from being tied on his back to the table. The men all laughed at his begging and squirming.

"Maybe we ought to just go ahead and cut him fast so he'll shut the fuck up" the doctor said.

"Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!" the reverend screamed, starting another round of pleading and begging. The doctor stepped up between his legs, brandishing a gleaming silver scalpel. He put it to the man's crotch and began to scrape off a few of his pubic hairs. The man pissed himself and the men began to laugh hilariously at the terrified preacher.

"Well, fuck, we need a cleanup on this aisle" the doctor laughed as he got the high pressure hose and sprayed the man down. The preacher was now shivering both from terror and from being cold and wet. He continued to beg until the sheriff hit the shock collar which shut him up, at least temporarily.

"Preacher, you may just get a little reprieve tonight" the doctor said. "But it really all depends on you. We've decided we'll cut you next. We won't even have a vote. We just chose you."

"No please" the man begged quietly. "Please, please don't do this. I am a man of God. I know the prayers that can save all of you from the fires of hell. I have a special connection with the Lord God Jehovah. I and I alone can secure for all of you a bright future with our lord and savior."

"You need to shut the fuck up and listen" the doctor said. "If you can follow instructions, you may not feel the knife tonight."

"Oh, I can" the preacher said. "I can follow any instructions you give me. I swear to holy almighty God I can and I will. Just please don't cut me. Please. I am begging you."

"Well, it just so happens the decision is in your own hands" the doctor said, motioning to the others who left the building and returned with a limp body wrapped in a sheet.

"We brought you a guest" the doctor said. "We didn't plan on this. It just happened. It's like a gift for you, preacher. I was looking forward to cutting into your t hick, long foreskin which I would already be doing if this hadn't happened."

"Praise the almighty God" the preacher said. "I am your servant. I'll do anything you say."

"That would be a wise move for you" the doctor said. "Otherwise you'll feel that blade cutting into you."

The men took the sheet off the body and the preacher saw it was his wife, totally and completely naked. She was in a position where her legs were spread, revealing her hairy pussy. Her arms were spread apart, revealing her more than ample breasts and large nipples.

"What the fuck is this motherfuckin' shit?" the preacher asked. "What have you done to my precious wife? You bastards have kidnapped my wife. You better not have touched her body or I'll..."

"Tell me what you'll do, preacher," the doctor said. "You're moments away from me carving up your dick. You obviously have a very short memory. I can take her back outside and start cutting on you if you prefer."

"No, no, please" the preacher begged. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to accuse any of you of anything. But please tell me you didn't do anything to her. Please tell me you didn't rape her or touch her privates or put your own privates in her mouth or anything. Please tell me that. Mind you I ain't accusin' just askin' to make sure she's still worthy of bein' the wife of a man of God."

"That's better" the doctor said. "Your wife shared some secrets with us this evening. She says you never liked licking her cunt. She says you consider it a sin to do that kind of thing. Is that true?"

"Yes" the preacher said. "It is sodomy and it against the teachings of our Lord. The Lord spoke very clearly teaching that fellatio and cunnilingus are sins. You may not understand those terms but they mean licking of the pussy and sucking of the dick. No man of God should ever participate in those temptations because they are of the devil."

"That's too bad, cause your wife sure was enjoying having her cooze licked when we found her in your bedroom tonight" the doctor said. "She obviously enjoyed having a dick in her earlier because there's still some gizz dripping out. There also seems to be some of the stuff leaking out of her asshole too so it appears your dear wife got buttfucked at some point during this afternoon."

"That cannot be" the preacher said. "She is a true woman of God who has committed to me and only me. She would never lie with another man. We are bound on this earth and sealed in the hereafter."

"Then you better check your pulse cause your wife has been fucking one of your buddies all afternoon" the doctor said. "You should've heard your dear faithful wife moaning when he started licking her puss. He was even promising to leave his wife and take her and your children as his new family."

"This cannot be" the preacher said. "This must be some kind of trickery. I know my wife. She adores me, she loves our children and she adores our Lord and Savior."

"This is not trickery" the doctor said as the Bentley men, still in the klan robes lifted her up each one taking an arm and a leg and spread her wide. Semen was still dripping out of her vaginal area and her anus.

"You're gonna clean your wife up, preacher, or feel the blade. And we're going to watch you do it.

"Of course I will" the preacher said. "What husband wouldn't do that for his dear, beloved wife. I know that she would not have consented to any of these things. She was obviously raped and used which is no fault of hers. Just get me off this table and get me some wet clothes and towels. I'll have her cleaned up in no time but I would respectfully ask that none of you watch. It is immodest for any Christian woman to be seen unclothed. Please do this for her sake."

"I don't think you understand what I'm telling you to do, Preacher Smith" the doctor said. "You're going to clean her up with your mouth and your tongue. No wash clothes. No towels. Your tongue. And you better get her body clean."

"But it's a sin against God" the man said. "I can't possibly..."

The doctor stepped up to the table and grabbed the preacher's limp dick and began to stretch the foreskin as far as it would go.

"You had your chance, preacher," the doctor said.

"Hell, I'll clean that pussy up!" P.T. volunteered with a nasty laugh. "I'll show that woman what it feels like to have a real man's tongue in her coochie and, if you'll let me, just how it feels to have a real man's dick in that pretty cunt. A little cum from another man don't bother me a bit with some prime-lookin' cooze like that!"

"Shut the fuck!" Jack Smith screamed at Mr. Sligh. "That's my brother's wife you're talkin' about! Smith wives don't fuck nobody else cause any Smith man is more than enough and all they need when it comes to fuckin'"

"Okay, okay, okay" the preacher said. "Lift her up here. I'll lick her clean. I'll get her clean as a whistle. Just please, please don't cut me."

The Bentley brothers raised the unconscious woman over her husband and placed her cooze right over her husband's mouth, lifting her slightly so everyone could see the man's tongue flicking in and out of the messy pussy. The preacher was retching and gagging but he was desperate to keep from feeling that shiny, silvery blade cutting into his foreskin.

"Oh look!" the doctor said. "This is making your brother and young Charlie hard. I think P.T.'s dick is thickening a little bit too. Open you goddamn eyes, Print and you too Barrow or I'll hit your collars."

Both men opened their eyes and watched as the humiliated preacher licked his unconscious wife's messy cunt.

"I think your brother would like some of that" the doctor said. "He's certainly hard as a fucking rock."

The preacher was getting her clean but was having a time with all the retching going on. It was clear this was not something he enjoyed.

"Too bad she's unconscious" the doc said. "She'd really be enjoying this given the way we heard the bitch moanin' while that man was eating her out in the bedroom. Why that must have been on the same bed she shared with her preacher boy husband. ."

"You're all liars" the preacher's brother screamed. "My brother's wife is a holy woman who would never even consider adultery. I know her and she would never lie with a man other than my brother."

"You probably know that cause you tried to fuck her just like you did your brother's daughter" the doctor said. "Do you think we can't see that hard dick of yours dripping juices? I think you'd love to be doing what your brother's doing right now."

Jack was trying desperately to close his legs to hide his erection but it just wasn't possible as he was tied with his legs spread and his erection was exposed for the world to see.

Randy brought the brown plaid mattress to the center of the room beside the altar table.

"I think you've about got all of that seed out of her" the doctor said. "Hope it wasn't her fertile time of the month or the preacher will having a bouncing baby bastard. But he'll likely never live to see it."

The man wailed as the brothers took the preacher's wife and laid her on the mattress on her back, spreading her legs. They then untied the preacher's brother and led him to the mattress.

"Fuck her, Jack," the doctor said. "You've always coveted your brother's wife's pussy. We see how hard that pretty dick of yours is right now. You been lusting after your brother's wife for a long time. Now's your chance. It might very well be the last piece of puss you get in this life. It's almost a certainty that it'll be your last chance to get some cunt with that foreskin of yours still intact. I think you know that. If you pass it up, it could be your last."

"I'm sorry brother," Jack said. "But they're right. I think they may actually kill us here. I hate to think I passed up something I've been wanting for a long time. I hope you'll forgive me but I need to do this."

The brothers lowered him and laid him on top of the preacher's wife. They all heard him moan as his hard dick entered her warmth and he began to hump.

"No, brother, don't do this" the preacher begged. "This is my wife to whom I am wed in the eyes of God. Please don't do this."

But there was no stopping Jack as he attacked that pussy. The brothers had released his arms and legs now, so intent was he on getting a great fuck out of his brother's wife.

"You should've known if your brother would fuck your daughter, he'd surely fuck the living shit out of your wife" the doctor said as all the men laughed at the preacher's humiliation.

"Preacher, look at your brother goin' to town on your wife's sweet puss" the doctor said. "Too bad she's passed out. It's probably the best fuck she's ever had. Now that he's fully hard, his dick looks a whole lot bigger than that little piece of meat between your legs. Open your goddamned eyes of I'll take that fucking blade to you."

The preacher opened his eyes and watched his handsome brother fuck his own wife as he sobbed, crushed that his brother would participate in such a travesty.

"Oh fuck!" Jack said. "This is such sweet pussy but I can't hold out. I'm comin'! Oh shit oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck!!!"

He gave a final thrust and collapsed on her. But the men didn't allow him to rest as they lifted him by his arms and legs and presented his wet cock to his brother to clean. The preacher gagged and retched and begged and pleaded but he knew he was in no position to do otherwise and he licked the man's dick and nut sac clean of his own wife's juices intermingled with his brother's thick, warm, creamy cum. They then took him back to his place on the wall and secured him, his big dick now softening. They then lifted the wife onto the husband's mouth for another cleaning. Jack Smith had deposited a huge load of white cream and the preacher again retched as he cleaned his wife's adulterous cunt. When the doctor was satisfied the brothers wrapped her in a sheet and took her outside. The Bentley brothers, the sheriff and the doctor laughed at the prisoners, particularly at the sobbing, miserable preacher as they all took a brief break from their labors.