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When Randy woke up, he was alone in the bed. His alarm had not gone off and William was already in the shower. A tap on the door revealed Johnny, William's older son, wearing only a pair of very pale blue athletic shorts and bringing coffee for Randy and his dad.

"Thanks, kid" the sheriff said as he motioned for the boy to sit down beside him on the bed. The boy took a seat and handed him his coffee.

"The doctor fixed your coffee" the boy said. "He said it's the way you like it."

"Thanks so much" Randy said. "Your dad is up early. We didn't really talk when we got in last night so I have no idea what he has on tap for today."

"I can understand you had better things to do than talk" the boy said with a shy smile. "Billy Paul kept me awake later than we should have been on a school night, but I can't say no to that little rascal. I'm not sure how much sleep any of those boys got last night but they seem fine this morning."

"Boys that age can survive on very little sleep" Randy chuckled. "I'm surprised Dopie slept at all. He was so excited to see the governor."

"Jeremy is just a terrific guy and I'm excited about him leading the state." Johnny said.

"Are you okay with what went down with your grandfather last night?" Randy asked him.

"I'm okay" Johnny said. "I have no fond feelings whatsoever left for the man. Any feelings at all I might have had were crushed when I heard him admit he wanted my little brother and my dad killed. That did it for me. I'm actually a pretty decent guy, sheriff, but I would have cut his nuts off myself after I heard that. I just wish I could've had more time with those asshole Smith brothers who hurt Kurt and Phillip. We've all been cooking breakfast together. There are no three kinder boys than those two and Rafe. I believe I could denut both of those Smiths after meeting those boys."

"I understand" the sheriff said."Sometimes it's all I can do to be patient and not cut their nuts out myself. How do you think they're doing? They've been through more than boys should ever have to deal with. Even though Rafe didn't get cut, he's having to deal with some real feelings of betrayal by his mother."

"I think both Rafe and Kurt are doing okay" Johnny said. "I could tell pretty quickly that they're both really smart boys, but the more I'm around them, the more obvious it becomes. Both of them graduated early from high school and I get the feeling they were never really challenged intellectually. Both boys have good minds. They're both a little behind as far as socialization goes, but that shouldn't be a problem. I wanted to suggest to you and dad that yo might bring them up to Raleigh for a weekend and I could show them around the campus. I'd love to see them both get enrolled in college. They both have minds that are too good to waste."

"That's very kind of you, Johnny," Randy said. "You really do seem to be everything my dad told me you are. You know, he's your biggest fan. He's missed you so much since moving here."

"I do know he loves me" Johnny said. "It was best for him to move here with Billy Paul though. If I'd had to be around very much, seeing how horribly my mom treated dad, I think I would have killed her ten times over."

"I only hope my son will feel that way about me when he's your age" Randy said.

"He already does feel that way" Johnny said. "It's clear he's your biggest fan with the possible exception of my father."

"Are you two conspiring against me?" William asked as he walked out of the bathroom, still naked, drying his hair with a towel.

"Dad, you look really great" Johnny said. "You said you'd put on a couple of pounds but it sure doesn't show."

"Thanks, kid" William said. "Did you and Billy Paul have a little fun last night."

"We sure did" William said. "That boy is insatiable. All those boys are insatiable. Billy Paul wanted me to penetrate him so I did that gladly. I love the little whimpers he makes when a cock rubs against his little fucknut. I was surprised he was able to get a dry climax without either of us touching his little cock. He just laid on his back and I had his knees over my shoulders, just stroking away. He felt it coming and sure enough, he got all quivery and trembly without his cock being touched. It made me shoot all over his pretty little pink hole. I dozed off but then he woke me up about an hour later and he'd brought his little friends into bed with us. It was quite an experience getting fucked by all those beautiful boys. I couldn't believe how Billy Paul's pubes are filling in so fast. It wasn't that long ago there was not a single hair on his body except his head. That's not true anymore. They're all sexy, beautiful kids and you guys have done a great job raising them to be so comfortable with their bodies and with other naked boys."

"Thank you, son," William said, walking over for a kiss. "I'm sure sorry you couldn't join Randy and me in bed last night but I'm pleased that your brother means that much to you. Besides, I'm afraid Randy and I might have bored you. Both of us were pretty worked up and ready to shoot."

All three of them had a laugh.

"Dad, do you think there's any chance you and Randy might bring Rafe and Kurt up for a weekend?" Johnny asked. "I think some time with the two of you giving them undivided attention might be good for them and I'd love to show them around the campus and hopefully get them interested in returning to school."

"That sounds like great idea if Randy is up for it" William said. "I can use all the time I can get with Abe and we could all stay at the condo. It seems a bit of a shame to have that beautiful place sitting there empty most of the time but I hate to sell it before you make a decision on where you want to land. It's a one of a kind property and the company covers the expense of maintaining it."

"I think that's a great idea and I'd love to spend some time in Raleigh with you guys" Randy said. "I've always considered it a chore being in the city but I think I'd probably have a good time with the two of you."

"I'd really love for the three of us to be able just to crawl into that big bed and spend the morning exploring" William chuckled. "Unfortunately, I think it's almost time for breakfast and then I know Abe plans to meet with me and the governor. What are your plans for the morning?"

"I'd really like to spend the mornig with Randy if he doesn't mind" Johnny said. "I swear I won't get in your way but I'd like to just maybe see a little bit more of the town and what a typical day is like for you."

"I'd love to have you along" Randy said. "I just hope it ain't all too borin' for you."

"I don't think it will be" Johnny said. "Dad says you guys manage to stay plenty busy around here. I guess I better head back to my room and grab a shower."

"Randy might let you shower with him" William said. "It certainly conserves water"

With that, William gave them both a sly smile as he finished dressing.

"Would you mind, sheriff?" Johnny asked.

"I'd consider it an honor and a privilege" the sheriff said, getting out of the bed and heading to the bathroom as Johnny stood up and dropped his shorts, revealing a nice body which was simply a younger version of his handsome father's.

"You guys have fun and try not to be too late for breakfast" William chuckled as he left the two alone.

Randy turned the water on and stepped into the warm water. Johnny was right behind him and immediately faced him for an embrace and a wet kiss. The boy's body was warm and tight without an ounce of fat in sight. Randy's hands went immediately to the boy's round, smooth buttocks as he grasped them tightly and Johnny purred softly. They continued the kiss as the boy ran his hands through the sheriff's furry chest, tweaking his nipples, then taking one of the nips in his mouth, feeling it immediately harden as the boy sucked on it. The boy's hand dropped down and his fingers lightly combed the man's thick treasure trail and began to comb through his thick brown bush. Randy got hard immediately and in no time, the boy was on his knees with Randy's cock all the way in his mouth. He was an accomplished cocksucker and when Randy felt the boy's fingers teasing his hole, he shifted slightly to widen his stance to give him access. Randy just relaxed under the hot water and let the boy have his way with his hard, meaty cock. The boy was working magic on his cock as the sheriff just enjoyed the feel of the hot water pouring over him. It wasn't long before he felt Johnny's finger massaging his fucknut and he knew he was close. It didn't take much more of the boy's wet sucking until he was spilling his seed into Johnny's sweet hot throat. Johnny understood how sensitive a cock is after shooting and just stayed still until Randy recovered. When Randy opened his eyes, he saw the boy standing beside him, jacking his cock. Randy immediately knelt down to suck the boy, but Johnny started shooting before he could get the hard cock into his mouth. He let the cumming boy shoot ropes of cream all over his face. Randy pulled the boy to him and kissed him deeply.

"That was great" the sheriff said. "I don't know that I've ever gone off so fast."

"Dad told us not to be late for breakfast" Johnny chuckled. "And I always mind my daddy."

The two finished showering, threw on shorts and tee shirts and were downstairs before breakfast was ready. They found it quieter than expected downstairs. The doctor, Rafe and Kurt were finishing breakfast. They said all the other boys were getting showered and dressed for school after enjoying an early morning swim with the governor.

"The governor, William and Abe are in the office" the doctor said. "Howard Vague is supposed to be joining them but he ahsn't arrived yet. I'm sure they'd welcome your joining them."

"They'll come and get me if I'm needed" Randy said. "I'm in the mood for some hugs."

He then got hugs from all of them, as did Johnny. Randy and Doc got fresh cups of coffee and took seats at the kitchen counter as Johnny pitched in to help the other boys.

"What's on your plate for the morning?" Randy asked the doctor.

"I need to go out and check on Phillip's father" the doctor said. "I'm not looking forward to that. I found both of those people most unpleasant. I'm going to drop Rafe and Kurt off at the clinic first. They don't need to be around such assholery."

"Would you mind if Johnny and I rode along with you?" Randy asked. "Unless plans have changed, William didn't have anything planned for Johnny this morning and the boy would like to get to see a little bit of Gayberry."

"I'd love the company" the doctor said.

"Great" Randy said. "It may not be pretty. I think Philip's mother may be just as nasty as his dad. I find it almost impossible to believe a dad could pull that kind of thing off without his wife's knowledge. We've seen how much blood there is after a circumcision. There just don't seem to be a way a mother could've missed that, especially after the boy's paw had took the doors off of his room. I ain't sure if they both know that all their accounts have been frozen and they have no access to funds. Neither is going to be happy when they find that shit out."

The doorbell rang and it was Howard, reporting he had been asked for a morning meeting with William, Abe and the governor. Randy led him to the study and invited him to stay for breakfast after the meeting. Howard was grateful but said he had already had a full breakfast with the Alabama boys. He reported that he and the boys all had different things in mind for breakfast so they had Aunt Flea and Mrs. Bedford up before sunup starting on breakfast. They both had a chuckle at that. Howard joined the others in the library and Randy rejoined Johnny, Kurt, Rafe and the doctor in the kitchen.

"You know, things could get out of hand with the Hunts this morning" the sheriff said. "My cells are full with the mayor's wife, the preacher's wife and them two young girls. I think I ought to call my deputy and have him release them two young girls into the mayor's care for now in case I need a cell."

Randy called the deputy and directed him to notify the mayor to pick up young Jenny and her friend, Sarah, and get them home so they could get back in school.

"Wait a while before calling" Randy instructed his deputy. "Just barely give them time to get home and change clothes before time for the first bell. If you give that horny goat of a mayor too much time, he'll be fuckin' both of them underage sluts before he gets them to class."

All the kitchen crew had a good laugh over that, although Rafe and Kurt blushed lightly.

"You are kidding, right?" asked Rafe. "The mayor wouldn't actually have ummm, sex with his own daughter would he? I mean he's the mayor of the whole town."

"Yes, sir, son" Randy answered, putting his arm around the boy's shoulder. "He'd stick it in her in a heartbeat. The night I caught Jenny naked with Jimmy, me and the mayor both spanked her little naked butt. The mayor all but poked his fingers right up in her with me right there watchin'. Ain't a bit of doubt what those two get up to when the girl's mama ain''t around."

"Dad said Mayor Dykes is a bit of a horny old goat in addition to being a windbag" Johnny said. "On the way down here from Raleigh Dad, Abe and Jeremy seemed to agree the man needs replacing."

"He definitely does but we haven't come up with a plan for that right yet" Randy said.

"Do you know if either of those young girls are on those new birth control pills?" the doctor asked.

"I don't think so but I don't know for sure" Randy said. "If they didn't get the prescriptions from you I don't know where they'd have got `em."

"I assure you I've never examined either of those young women" the doctor said. "But I'd highly recommend both have access to the pill or a ready supply of condoms. Otherwise that mayor is playing with fire."

"As far as I know the mayor and Jenny is still plannin' to do the lead out dance at that Purity Ball on Sunday night" Randy said.

"Seems to me that's about the most hypocritical thing I ever heard of" the doctor said as the doorbell again rang.

It was Reverend Smucker from the First Baptist Church, the church attended by the Gaylor family and most of the folks in Gayberry. Randy greeted his pastor warmly, apologizing for having missed the previous Sunday and explaining it had been a very busy time for him with the events of Founders Day and the move to a new home. The pastor congratulated the sheriff on his move to the Bedford home and accepted the offer of a cup of coffee. They joined the others in the breakfast room.

"Randy, I know you are a very busy man but we have a situation at the church" the pastor explained. "You know that Mrs. McSpadden has been out substitute organist, filling in for Mrs. Bedford at times Unfortunately the dear lady's vision has deteriorated to the point that listening to her play is quite unpleasant. Mrs. Bedford is undoubtedly the most accomplished organist in these parts. Upon becoming aware that Mrs. Bedford had moved to your old home I went for a visit. I will admit that, while I do not like to stick my nose into the private business of my parishioners, I was appalled at what I found at your home. Both your aunt and Mrs. Bedford were scantily clad in ill-fitting maid uniforms which both women told me were previously worn by Mrs. Bedford's negro servant. They also told me that they were both being forced to obey orders from a black woman. It was humiliating for both women and I am very concerned about that. Mrs. Bedford and your aunt told me they are both under house arrest and not allowed to leave the premises. I desperately need Mrs. Bedford back in services to play the organ and we desperately need Aunt Flea as she is the best soprano voice we have in our choir. I came to appeal to you to allow them to attend Wednesday night choir rehearsal and Sunday services. Our music director, Professor Hand, is threatening to leave and go to the Presbyterian church if I don't take action on this. We can't afford to let that happen. And, sheriff, you know that I am a man of God and there is not a single racist bone in my body but you and I know that it is simply unacceptable for white women to be wearing clothes discarded by negroes. I assured both women I would have a discussion with you about what is going on and that I would try to get you to see the light on these matters."

"I'm very sorry about what has occurred and about the current circumstances" Randy said. "But I cannot let those two women wander about this town. The truth is that Tara Bedford is under suspicion for conspiracy to murder a young boy and my own aunt is a suspected accomplice. You have to understand that I cannot permit that kind of behavior to go unpunished because you need them at choir practice."

"I do understand, sheriff, but we are in danger of losing the finest choir director in these parts if I cannot get those two women to choir" the preacher said. "I have a responsibility to my church and to my flock."

"I understand that, pastor, but I'm afraid those two are getting exactly what they deserve. As for your opinion on what the two women are wearing in my home, it really is absolutely none of your business" the sheriff explained. "I do understand the loss of Professor Hand would be a big setback for the church but I can't allow these two to run willy nilly around this town."

"Is there some way you could allow them out for two hours on Wednesday evening and an hour and a half on Sunday morning?" he begged. "I can make that work, even if we need to pay for law enforcement to accompany them to the church. I have discretionary funding I could use for that purpose."

"I might be able to work things out for that to happen. "I suppose you'd need them for a rehearsal tonight?" the sheriff asked.

"Yes, sheriff," the pastor answered. "Professor Hand has called a special rehearsal for this evening from seven to nine and he has threatened to leave the church if I can't make this happen. The choir is working on beautiful music from the newest John W. Peterson cantata and it is very special."

"I can make this happen, Pastor," the sheriff said. "At least for this evening. Now is there anything else?"

"Oh no, sheriff," he said. "This makes me very happy and I am sure Mr. Hand will be delighted. We will expect the two women this evening at seven."

"You have my personal assurance they will be there, pastor," the sheriff said. "But you are right about something else. What goes on in my home is not any of your business and I will appreciate you keeping your nose out of that."

"Absolutely, sheriff," the man said, groveling. "I am just grateful you have helped us out. My flock will be eternally grateful."

"Would you like to stay and join us for some breakfast?" the sheriff asked.

"Ordinarily I'd accept that offer in an instant but, as you know, Mrs. Breedwell, our long time church secretary died last week and I am interviewing candidates to replace her" the minister said. "My first candidate will be in my office in just fifteen minutes but again, thank you for everything."

Just as the pastor left, all the boys came up from the guest house, fresh scrubbed and immaculately dressed for school. There were hugs for everyone as the boys took their seats just as they were joined by the governor, Abe, William and Howard, who had completed their meeting. They all sat down for breakfast.

The boys were incredibly well-behaved. The governor and Abe seemed relaxed and both said they had enjoyed the evening with the boys.

"If you men don't mind, I'd like to take the boys to school this morning" the governor said. "They want me to meet their teachers and some of their friends. I know that William, Abe and Howard have an early meeting at Phillip's dad's office to let them know what's going on. I also have a meeting at the school with Mr. Blount and Mr. Churchill for them to sign a couple of things. I have asked Abe if he and the sheriff will arrange a press conference today at noon and that is already in the works. We will have local press as well as press from Mount Pilot and Mount Airy."

When they all finished breakfast, the young boys loaded into Randy's car with the governor at the wheel to head for school. Jimmy, Mark and Phillip left right behind them. The doctor, the sheriff and Johnny all went up to change for the day, as did Rafe and Kurt. Howard headed out on his own to the offices previously used by Phlip's father. They first went by the jail to make sure that the deputy had released Jenny and Sarah. Deputy Littleflute was at his desk eating breakfast that Nellie had brought for him. The attractive lady druggist was again perched on his desk.

"Goddamn!" Randy said. "I thought for sure it'd be too early for vampire bitches to be out" Randy chuckled. "If you two can stop makin' googoo eyes at each other, I have a list of things I need from the drug store."

"Why of course, sheriff" the woman said, "I'm always happy to serve one of Gayberry's most outstanding citizens."

"I'll walk over with her and bring the things back here" the deputy said, putting his arm around the attractive woman's waist and ushering her out the door.

"Mrs. Smith," the sheriff said, "I've decided to release you at least for now. I strongly suspect you were involved in the castration of Mr. Hunt but as of now I have no proof of that. I am letting you go and I suggest you look for employment or move back home with your parents as it don't look like that lowlife preacher husband of yours is comin' back any time soon."

"Don't worry about me, sheriff," she said. "I always land on my feet. I suspect I'll be Mrs. Michael Hunt in the very near future as soon as I can move that bitch he's married to out of the picture and out of that big fine home with a swimming pool, a sauna and room for a pony."

"I can't imagine why you'd want that nutless freak to be honest" Randy said. "You do realize his dick ain't gonna work without a pair of nuts hangin' underneath it, don't you?"

"We have something much more than sex" the woman said. "Besides, it was never his cock that turned me on. It was his oral skills, if you know what that means."

"I think I do understand that, ma'am," the sheriff replied. "Although I ain't sure he's gonna have much desire to do much of that with no balls pumpin' them hormones. You might do a little readin' on the sex drive that eunuchs have. It won't take much time cause there ain't much sex drive to read about."

He released the woman who huffed out of the building.

"Sheriff, you've let the younger girls go and now you've released Mrs. Smith" the mayor's wife said. "I don't understand why you insist on holding me. I didn't do anything serious."

"You don't think molesting an underage boy and breaking and entering into my house are serious crimes?" the sheriff asked. "I have Rafe outside in my car. The boy will clearly testify in court that you reached your hand down in his pants and jacked his dick till he shot a load. Add that to the fact I personally caught you taking things from the safe in my home. You ain't goin' nowhere for now so you might as well just simmer down and get comfortable."

"Sheriff, can you just assure me that I will be out of here Sunday night to accompany my daughter to the Purity Ball?" Mrs. Dykes asked. "That is such a big event and such a great honor for our daughter. I don't know why you have such a low opinion of our Jenny, but she is a good girl and has preserved herself for marriage and will continue to do so."

"With all due respect, Mrs. Dykes, your daughter ahs about as much business at a Purity Ball as I do havin' dinner with the queen at fuckin' Buckin'ham Palace."

"Fuck you, sheriff!" she said bitterly. "I demand you put in a call to the governor! He will never tolerate the wife of a mayor being treated in this manner."

"I'm afraid Governor North is awfully tied up this mornin', Mrs. Dykes," the sheriff said. "I wouldn't normally know his business but he had breakfast with me and my boy at our house a little while ago. He just took my son and his buddies to school and he had a meetin' there. He'll be comin' by here later so I'll do my damndest to make sure you get to talk with him."

"You're a fuckin' liar" she screamed at the sheriff. "I'm laughing at the idea that the governor of our state would be caught dead in any home of yours. I can assure you that my husband the mayor would be the very first to know about any visit to Gayberry from our governor. You'll get what's coming to you, asshole!"

The deputy returned at that morning with a large bag from the drug store.

"Randy, why did you send me to get these nasty things? he whined. "Miss Nellie thinks I may be involved in some of your kinky perverse stuff. Why are you buyin' all these things and makin' me get them for you?"

"Shut the fuck up, asshole," the sheriff said. "You will follow your orders and I am sick and tired of your fuckin' backtalk. Do you want this job or not? I can have ten replacements for you by the time you take that uniform off your skinny ass!"

"Well, of course I want my job, but..."

"Then shut the fuck up now!" Randy barked. "I have to go out to teh Hunt home with the doctor to check on how that nutless asshole is doin'. You need to be on standby to get some help and put up the wooden grandstand with some red white and blue bunting. The governor will likely be holding a press conference out front at noon."

"The governor's here in Gayberry again?" Arney said. "I need to get this place ship shape if he's going to be by here. I better deputize a couple of extra men for traffic control!"

"Yeah, you do that" the sheriff said. "But you better make damned sure that either you or Peanut is available at Folly's glory hole till Mr. Vague gets there. I ain't havein' a bunch of hot-tempered men flarin' up and actin' like horny old goats, especially with the governor in town!"

The deputy just glared at the sheriff as he began to sweep the floor and the sheriff left the building carrying the bag from the drug store. The bag contained the three enema sets he had wanted. Some of the boyss had been asking the doctor questions about the cleanliness of holes and he wanted to reassure them that they could be as any other part of the body. His dick twitched as he thought of stripping Rafe or Kurt and gently inserting that nozzle into the boyholes.

Doctor Foster, Kurt and Rafe arrived at the court house after they enjoyed the short walk from home. Shortly after arriving, they loaded into the squad car with the sheriff and Johnny Walker and headed over to the clinic

"Wasn't that Preacher Smith's wife I saw leaving here?" the doctor asked. "Kurt and I were almost sure it was. It looked like she was perusing the job postings on the town bulletin board in front of the barber shop."

"I told her she needs to either find a job or get the fuck out of town" the sheriff said. "Kurt, she was your aunt. What did you think of her? You know she is a suspect in the castration of Phillip's father."

"Yes, sir," the boy said. "Phillip told us all about that. I never was around her much. She hated my paw and my paw hated her. It was always like they was competing for my uncle's attention. It was kind of weird. My mom couldn't stand her or Sarah and told my paw she didn't want either of them in her house. She didn't want my Uncle Roy around neither.My aunt claimed she'd been a secretary once for a big shot before she married my uncle. My maw didn't believe it though. She said one time the only money that woman had ever maid was lyin' on her back. I didn't know what it meant then but I kind of do now."

Randy looked at the beautiful boy and he was blushing.

"What do you think it meant, Kurt?" Randy asked him.

"I think she was sayin' she was a whore" Kurt said quietly. "I used that word one time cause I didn't know what it meant. I asked my dad what it was and he tore me a new one. We was at the dinner table and he backhanded me so hard I fell out of my chair. I kept apologizin' cause I swear I didn't know, but he kept on spankin' me. That was the last time he whupped me though. He used to seem to enjoy makin' me drop my pants in front of my sisters or if we had company. He'd make me stand there naked and then he'd point to his knee and I knew I was in for a beatin'. Of course that stopped one day when he was gonna do it in front of some of his buddies. I dropped my pants like he said. He looked and saw I was getting' some blonde hairs over my willy and he told me to pull my pants up and get the fuck outta his sight. He never seen me naked again till the night it all happened at the church."

"I'm sorry, son," the sheriff said. "I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."

"It's okay" Kurt said. "It really is. Doc has taught us that it's a good thing to talk about things that may have hurt us. He says when we share those things, we share our pain too and shared pain is easier to shoulder."

"That's right" Randy said. "The doctor is a very smart man."

They had arrived at the clinic and prepared to drop off Kurt and Rafe while the other three went on to the Hunt home. The doctor gave the boys the key and told them they would return in a bit.

"Is it okay if we work in our underwear again?" Rafe asked shyly.

"Of course it is" the doctor chuckled. "You boys can work buck naked if you want to."

Both boys blushed lightly at the response.

"Those two guys are so sweet and so hot too" Johnny said as they pulled away from the clinic. "Both seem so shy and so uncomfortable with their own bodies."

"Actually they've come quite a way pretty fast" the doctor said. "When Kurt first came, he would never expose himself. He wasn't even comfortable having others see him in his underwear. Now he is pretty comfortable being naked in the pool. Rafe is still most uncomfortable but I think both boys will come around in time. Both boys have beautiful bodies and faces in the eyes of others but they don't see themselves through the same lenses we see them. They're both exceptionally smart, hard-working boys."

"I like your idea of bringing them up to Raleigh soon" the sheriff said to Johnny. "I think spending a few hours on the campus and showing them around the city might just be the spark needed to get them in college. That is, if Doc is willing to watch over the rest of the crew."

"The crew will be shrinking a bit when Pepe's parents come home tonight. It will just be Dopie, Billy Paul Mark and Jimmy in addition to the two we just dropped off."

"I'll miss that little Honduran spitfire" the doctor said. "He is such a polite, well-mannered boy."

"We may see more of him if his father accepts the business proposal I am planning to offer him" Randy said. "If he is willing to merge his building company with Bedford Construction, I'm prepared to make him CEO of the whole thing and even rename it any way he wishes."

"Sounds like an offer no one could refuse" Johnny said.

"He's a very sharp little guy and I am really hopeful that it will all work out" Randy said. "We have a very good guy handing all the business but we need a strong leader with real hands-on construction experience to make it work and make the business grow. I'm not that guy."

"So this guy is returning tonight from Honduras with two sons younger than Pepe, their teen age cousin and he's about to be offered a huge opportunity" the doctor said. "I hope it works too. I haven't been around him much but I think he's an excellent father and a really sharp man."

As they arrived at the Hunt home, Randy quickly filled Johnny in on the details, including how Mr. Hunt had been taken from his office by two black men disguised as klansmen. He related the subsequent circumcision and castration and how he had been discovered totally naked in his new Lincoln by his wife blood all over him, missing both his nuts, his married girlfriend locked in the trunk. He had no memory of the events after his own kidnapping.

The three went to the front door and rang the bell. After a delay, the door was answered by Mr. Hunt who appeared to have difficulty walking.

"You don't look so well today" the doctor said. "What is going on?"

"The pain has been excruciating" the man said as he very gingerly took his seat on a rubber ring on the living room sofa. "I do all right as long a I'm still but it is all I can do to tolerate the least bit of walking or movement of any kind. I know my balls and my nut sac are gone, but the pain is excruciating. It's as though they're still there and someone is tightening a vise on them. And changing the dressing on my circumcision site is unbelievably painful."

"Part of the pain is likely from the sutures. That will take some time to heal" the doctor said. "What you're also experiencing is phantom pain. It's like your body is tricking you into believing the amputated body part is still there and causing you almost unbearable pain."

"Mrs. Hunt came into the room with a beverage in a tall glass for her husband.

"Here's your gin and tonic, Mike" the woman said as she seated herself at the other end of the sofa.

"Why don't you lie down here. You seem more comfortable when you're lying down instead of sitting up" the wife said.

The man adjusted his position so that he was lying on the sofa with his feet in his attractive, expensively-dressed wife's lap.

"Have you found out any information about who might have kidnapped me?" the wife asked.

"Essentially nothing" the sheriff said "although we are continuing our investigation. There is nothing in any record in the state where a crime has been committed by black men in klan robes. It just hasn't happened. Are you sure that is what you saw?"

"I'm fucking positive that is what happened!" the man said sharply. "I don't know why you're here bothering me instead of out hunting for those goddamned criminals."

"Mr. Hunt, I shouldn't have to remind you that you are currently under investigation for hiding money, embezzlement and possible money-laundering" the sheriff said quietly and calmly. "There also seems to be some evidence that you kidnapped Mrs. Smith, the preacher's wife, as she was found naked in the trunk of your car. Closer examination of the woman revealed extensive amounts of semen in her vagina and all over her body, including on her face and on her backside. It seems that the amount of the ejaculate was much more than could have been the product of a single ejaculatory incident. You are certainly not cleared at this point. As a matter of fact, I need to make it clear that you will have nothing to do with your company at this point. All your assets, both personal and corporate are frozen at this juncture, under the executorship of Mr. Howard vague from Raleigh. You are forbidden from removing any property from this or any other home or building you might own or rent. I am placing you under house arrest effective immediately. You may not leave this house without my express written permission. Mrs. Hunt, you have no further access to any accounts either. If you need any money for home expenses or even groceries, you are to contact Mr. Howard Vague who is currently working out of your husband's previous office."

"Why, you son of a bitch, you're telling me I can't leave this fucking house and somenone else is running my business?" the astonished man asked.

"That's right, Mr. Hunt" the sheriff said. "A preliminary audit has shown thousands of dollars missing from your corporate accounts. Your father in law has been notified and is in complete agreement with this plan. He has no interest in running the business of receiving any funds. He made it clear the business will be passed to your son, Phillip and Mr. Vague will control any and all decisions made from this point on."

"You worthless cocksucker" Mr. Hunt snarled.

"There is also the charge of assaulting your own son and doing him grave bodily harm" the sheriff said. "Endangering a child of tender age is a very serious crime. Those charges alone could easily get you twenty five to thirty years in Statesville and your son appears willing and even eager to testify against you. Enjoy house arrest, Mr. Hunt. Your life is likely to get much worse in a hurry."

"Where the fuck is my son?" the man asked angrily, flinging his beverage glass across the room. The glass shattered and liquid slowly ran down the wall. "I want to see my son and I want to see him right this minute. I demand it."

"You demand shit, Mr. Hunt," the sheriff said. "Your son will be seeking emancipation from the two of you and Dr. Foster and I have been appointed his guardians for the time being. You can rest assured the boy is in school and is being well-cared for with no danger to his body. Nothin' like the hell you sons of bitches had him livin' in."

"Fuck you all!" Mrs. Hunt said. `Fuck every single motherfucking one of you! What you're doing is a shameless attempt to steal my son and take over my husband's company! I will not stand for it. I'm sorry I can't stay but I have an appointment at the hairdressers. I hope all of you rot in hell and we will be suing your asses off!"

"Sorry you have to go, Mrs. Hunt," the sheriff said. "I hope you have cash for the hairdresser. Your checking account is frozen and Mr. Vague has been very clear that he will pay nothing which is not pre-approved."

"You mean I have to call some son of a bitch I don't even know to get approval to have my hair done? " the woman asked. "Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!"

She left the house slamming the door behind her.

"I don't think she's a very happy camper" the sheriff said. "We do have other things to do so we better get on with you examination by the doctor."

"Who the fuck is this young guy?" Mr. Hunt asked haughtily, pointing to Johnny. "I'm not going to have an examination with strangers standing around watching."

"I'm so sorry" the doctor said. "Pardon my manners. This is my new assistant, Johnny Walker, He will be assisting me as I evaluate you today. Now if you'll stand up and get the robe off."

The man slowly rose from the sofa with Johnny's assistance and handed the robe to the doctor who set it aside. He was now wearing only a pair of blue boxer shorts which the doctor asked him to remove.

"This makes me uncomfortable, being naked in front of three men I don't really even know" the man complained. "Have I not been humiliated enough already? You have taken my business. You have taken my bank accounts. You have taken my son. And I'm the one who was the victim. I'm the one who had my foreskin and my balls cut off by a couple of nigger klansmen. This is crazy. It's all just crazy."

The doctor had the man lie naked on the couch and began to examine his crotch. The area was still completely smooth below the man's very hairy belly. His cock was a nice, fat one which looked very strange with nothing beneath it except sutures. The cockhead was wrapped in bulky gauze with dried blood on it.

"I doubt any of you can even imagine what I've been through" Mr. Hunt said. "Can you imagine having a cock as nice as mine which may never be used again? I had one of the longest, most beautiful foreskins you've ever seen. I could completely cover my cockhead with the skin even when I was rock hard. I doubt you can imagine my ordeal because I certainly couldn't have imagined it. I have spoken by phone this morning with a couple of doctors in Raleigh and Charlotte who specialize in these types of things. There are a few options. I am particularly interested in the semi-hard implant. Apparently a prostheses can be implanted into my penis where it will be hard enough to achieve penetration at any time."

"Oh yes" the doctor said. "I have read about those in the journals although I have never seen one. It is like a silicone tube that is inserted on the bottom side of the penis. It gives the appearance of an erection and can be used in intercourse. Of course, there will never be any ejaculation or even climax, as the testicles are gone. I understand that some satisfaction is possible through stimulation with the fingers of the prostate gland, although such is limited without the testicles. As a matter of fact, much of the research indicates the prostate gland will begin to shrink shortly after castration and will wither away if not stimulated regularly."

"I am considering the implant" Mr. Hunt said. "It is a very expensive procedure and I have not gotten clear information as to what, if any portion of the expense will be covered by insurance."

"You might want to check with Mr. Vague on that too" the sheriff said. "As you no longer are an employee of the company, you have no health insurance coverage as of eight o'clock this morning."

"What?" he shrieked. "You bastards! Here I am like this and you take away my insurance coverage so I can't even have a semi-functioning dick! That's a blow too low! This is absolutely unacceptable. What about my wife and son? What about them?"

"Simmer down, Mr. Hunt," the she4riff said. "I am afraid your wife is probably shit out of luck so my best advice to you and to her is to stay healthy. Your son will continue to have full coverage. I am only suggesting you check with Mr. Vague before obligating yourself for what could be a very expensive procedure. "

Mr. Hunt had started to sob softly as the doctor felt around on his smooth groin.

"I had a beautiful stand of thick pubes before this" he bragged. "All the women loved them. They all said how great it felt against their clits. I have never seen another man with such thick pubes. Of course I don't spend my time examining the genitals of other men."

"Johnny, would you mind unwrapping the gauze on Mr. Hunt's penis, please?" the doctor asked. "Don't go too slowly. This may be a little bit uncomfortable, sir, but we have to change the dressing or it could become infected and you could lose your penis entirely."

Johnny began to unroll the gauze from the man's cock. The first roll or two were no problem but then he reached the level where blood had dried in the gauze, causing the man excruciating pain.

"Owwww! Stop, goddammit!" Mr. Hunt screamed. "Get your fucking hands off of me!"

He attempted to get up off the sofa but the doctor held him down as Johnny roughly unwrapped the crusted cock. It seemed to Mr. Hunt that it took forever and he was crying and screaming when the gauze finally was removed.

"Oh my Jesus!" he shrieked. "Just cut the goddamned thing off right now. I can't take any more of that pain! Jesus fuck! I can't take it. Get the fuck away from me before I kill you both!"

"Don't be makin' threats, Mr. Hunt" the sheriff said. "If you lay a hand on either one of these fellas, your ass will go straight to jail. As you didn't exclude me in your threats, I could assume you were also threatening bodily harm to me. We don't take threatening the life and well-being of a aw enforcement office lightly in these parts."

As the pain began to recede and the man calmed slightly, the doctor began to drip rubbing alcohol onto the bloody wounds. A whole new round of screams began as the man tried to come off the sofa. It took both Johnny and the sheriff to hold the man down as the doctor saturated the cock in the burning liquid.

"I just met your son last night" Johnny said loudly, attempting to be heard over the man's screams. "I don't understand what kind of evil it must take to hold such a beautiful, sweet boy down while some asshole carves up his cock. You think this shit hurts? How do you think your son felt when his own fucking father was holding him down as he screamed and begged? Just how the fuck to you think he felt, you asshole?"

"You're going to allow this young assistant to speak to me in that manner?" Mr. Hunt asked the doctor. "I'm a fine, upstanding member of this community and I will not be spoken to like that!"

"You're one punch away from a fuckin' jail cell, asshole," the sheriff said. "I'm hopin' you'll try to throw one so I can haul your ass in. Just try me."

"You know, Mr. Hunt, seriously you might want to look into having gender reassignment surgery" the doctor said. "It is very new but I hear they are having some very good results."

"What the fuck are you talking about,a sshole?" Mr. Hunt asked. "Are you saying I ought to become a stupid-assed woman?"

"In cases where there has been traumatic amputation of the testicles but all or part of the penis is undamaged, there has been in development a procedure in which the bulk penis would be removed, leaving enough sensitive penile tissue to form a clitoris of sorts. It is said that some sensation remains in the penile tissue which can be manually or orally stimulated to achieve an orgasm of sorts."

"You mean turn me into a woman?" the man asked. "Go fuck yourself!"

"I am merely attempting to present you with options" the doctor said. "Both your wife and you have indicated your penis was not able to provide adequate stimulation to a female sexual partner and you depended on your oral skills. That would still be a viable option given that most women are not averse to receiving oral stimulation from other women."

"You're recommending I get the rest of my dick cut off, have it turned into a pussy and become a cunt lapper?" the man asked incredulously.

"I'm not recommending anything, Mr. Hunt" the doctor said. "Merely offering possibilities for your consideration. As it is, you will very likely lose any interest in sex of any kind, given the loss of your testicles. That is why eunuchs were used so commonly in royal households. They were devoid of any sexual desire which made all the virgins safe."

"I'll get an implant and I'll be able to fuck all the virgins and whores I want to fuck!" the man said angrily.

"Yes, with the implant you could be physiologically able to achieve intercourse" the doctor said. "But you'll find you have absolutely no interest in sex of any stripe. With a functional vagina and plenty of hormone therapy, you could hopefully achieve a somewhat satisfying orgasm. Female hormones can also help you to develop breasts and your nipples will likely increase greatly in sensitivity. There are options but none of them are great at this point."

"Why did this have to happen to me?" Mr. Hunt sobbed. "Why me, of all the people in the world? What did I ever do to deserve this?"

"I can answer that, asshole," Johnny said. "You turned a fool loose with a scalpel on your own son's cock. That's what you did. And you got exactly what you deserved. If I'd been holding the scalpel. You wouldn't even have that ugly cock left hanging on your body."

Mr. Hunt continued to sob as the doctor applied new gauze and began to examine the sutures in his groin area.

"They are healing but not ready to come out yet. Hang on" the doctor said as he poured more alcohol over the sutures. Mr. Hunt began screaming again.

"Calm down" the doctor said. "I'm all done. Do you recall if the men who kidnapped you might have penetrated you in any way?"

"I don't remember a thing that happened once we left my office" the man answered. "Are you saying that I might have been fingered or even raped in my butthole? I don't think so. I'd never have let another man do that to me even if I was unconscious. I'd have woke up and killed any motherfucker that tried to stick his dick in my ass."

"I think we probably need to do a check to make sure you don't have any damage" the doctor said.

"Is it going to hurt?" the man asked. "I really cannot take any more pain. I've had more than any man should endure. I have noticed some pain in my butt but that is not unusual. I've had a chronic problem with constipation so occasionally I get little tears. Of course the pain in my dick and where my nuts used to be has been so awful I'm not sure I've even noticed pain in my butthole"

"I think I probably need to take a look and promise to be gentle" the doctor said. "Have you ever had a doctor do a prostate exam?"

"Are you talking about sticking a finger in my butthole?" the man asked. "Hell no, I've never had that. No doctor ever suggested it because he knew I'd knock his lights out."

"Well, I think it's necessary medically to do a check" the doctor said. "You can fight and make this hard or relax and make it easy. Johnny and the sheriff can hold you down if necessary."

"Just fucking do it and get it over with and if you ever tell anybody I had this done I will kill all three of you cocksucking g motherfuckers dead. "

Just roll over on your tummy now, Mr. Hunt," the doctor said quietly. "Then bring your knees up so you're in a crouch."

He did as instructed, exposing his bubble butt and his furry asshole.

The doctor took his penlight and began to examine the man's hole. He then had Randy and Johnny each take a cheek and spread him wider as he applied a heavy glob of lubricant to his index finger and began to tease the hole.

"Just hurry it up" the man barked. "I don't go in for all this faggy shit!"

The doctor inserted his index finger and immediately found the man's prostate gland. He began to slowly massage the gland and Mr. Hunt began to purr softly.

"See now" the doctor said quietly. "This feels nice, doesn't it?"

"Oh yeah" the man said in a trance-like voice as the doctor continued to massage. Mr. Hunt then felt a hand close on the base of his penis rubbing it gently. It felt good. The doctor slid a second finger into the man's hole and began to move it in and out, timing it with the strokes of the man's tender penis. The cock was still flaccid and the doctor carefully avoided touching the tender cockhead.

"He has an unusually large prostate gland" the doctor said. "Anyone else want to feel it?"

"I can always use the practice" Johnny chuckled. "Dad says practice makes perfect."

The doctor removed his finger's from Mr. Hunt's hole and the man started to whimper and beg to have them put it back inside him.

"Be patient, buddy," the doctor said as Johnny inserted two of his large fingers into the man with no additional lube. Mr. Hunt gasped s Johnny's long fingers went into his hole to the hilt. He then again closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations. The doctor reached under him and again found his gauze-wrapped cock still soft.

"Will he ever be able to get a hardon again, doctor?" Johnny asked.

"It's unlikely" the doctor explained "although it is possible he has enough residual testosterone left to get at least a partial hard. He won't be making any more male hormones without his testicles so unless he gets massive testosterone injections, he'll never have another satisfying erection or orgasm. Those injections can cost thousands of dollars so it really isn't feasible without health insurance coverage. He's leaking a little clear juice now and that continue for a while but there's no sperm in it. Nonetheless, the feeling of having the fucknut massaged is very pleasurable."

"I know it is" Johnny said. "Dad taught me that from the time I started getting hairs on my cocklet. He taught Billy Paul and me to enjoy our bodies and how to do it."

"I'll tell you a little secret" the doctor said. "You know Mark and Jimmy have been in chastity cages for a while now. That doesn't stop them from enjoying having their fucknuts massaged. I was afraid the erections it would be caused might be painful but both boys say the pleasure is well worth it. They are both strong, virile boys but neither of them has been able to achieve a full climax from prostate massage. Of course with Jimmy, he requires more care as he has a foreskin. Good hygiene requires that once a day, a very thin tube be inserted through the hole at the end of the cage where the urine escapes. The tiny tube runs under the foreskin and is used to dispense small amounts of soap and then water for rinsing. It is a rather involved process and requires at least thirty minutes a day. Jimmy has come to look foreward to that time as he says the feel of the tube, the soap and the rinsing water are very pleasurable and he often becomes erect. Mark pretty much does it for him every day and it has almost become a ritual. I'll admit I had not thought about the problem since I am circumcised but Mr. Churchill and Mr. Blount were kind enough to point it out tto me and instruct me in the process. They always check their actors whom they have put in chastity. But with regard to Mr. Hunt, I'd say with certainty that the man will not be able to anything even close to what he has enjoyed before this unfortunate incident."

"So young Jimmy's a likin' havin' his buddy help him with his hygiene stuff Doc?" the sheriff asked. "That boy told me he was straight as an arrow when I caught him about to fuck young Jenny."

"He's come to terms with his sexuality now, sheriff," the doctor said. "He might enjoy some puss at some point but right now he loves something in that pretty boyhole of his as much as Mark does. And he loves the process of cleaning his foreskin. I've been happy to oblige both the boys."

They all laughed quietly as Mr. Hunt begged for the fingers to fuck him harder.

"I'm almost fuckin' there" he said. "I think I'm about to shoot with just a little more time."

"No, I think that's enough for today, Mr. Hunt," Johnny said, laughing as he withdrew his fingers from the man's slick, hairy hole.

"You sons of bitches!" the man said. "You goddamned selfish cocksucking bastards! I was so close to shooting my load. Please don't stop."

"This could keep up all day, Mr. Hunt and you still won't get off like you are expecting to. You can enjoy being fingered or even fucked as long as you don't let that gland start to wither. Without regular stimulation, it will just go away and you'll have no pleasure at all. Your cock will definitely start to shrink and wither as well. The good news is that you won't miss it once your body gets used to it. You just won't think about sex like you always have."

"Them fuckin'niggers ruined me" the man sobbed.

"Dry it up, Mr. Hunt," the doctor said roughly. "You could've died from blood loss and you probably should have. I don't like the looks of a couple of those stitches where your nut sac used to be. There may be a low level infection as I'm seeing some redness. I think I better apply a little more of that antibiotic cream before I leave and I'll check you again tomorrow."

"Will you do what you were just doing again tomorrow?" he asked meekly.

"You mean fingerfucking you?" the doctor asked as Johnny and Randy chuckled. "Yeah, we can probably do a little of that. Just know that while those fingers feel good for now, you'll keep wanting things bigger and bigger as time goes on. My examination indicates you were likely raped on the evening of your disappearance, possibly by several males. I'm sorry to tell you this and you will not want to hear it, but you are likely to find anal stimulation more and more enjoyable. You might start thinking about finding a man with a nice hard dick to take care of that."

"That wil never happen in this lifetime, doctor," Mr. Hunts said. "If I ever find the men who did this to me, they'll be hanging from trees. I fucking promise you that! I think you men can leave me now."

"That's fine" the sheriff said. "But you need to know that you are not to leave these premises without my express written permission. If you do so, you will go directly and immediately to jail and I can hold you until a trial date is set. You have done grievous bodily harm to another which happens to be your own son. Therefore, any bail is unlikely. Do you understand?"

"Yes, goddammit." he said quietly. "I understand every word, you fucking redneck piss ant!"

The sheriff gave him the number for the phone to reach Mr. Vague regarding any requests for money. Johnny helped the man back into his boxer shorts and his robe and they left him alone in the house.