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Subject: Welcome to Gayberry 89 Welcome to Gayberry � 89 Feel free to address any comments on this story to hoo. This is a work of fiction and is based on no real persons, living or dead. If you enjoy this or any of the wonderful stories here, I hope you will consider a donation to the Nifty Archive to keep the site going. It is a treasure!!! fty/ 89 After showing the uninvited guests out, the sheriff returned to the party. He ran into the doctor who brought Rolando up to speak with him. “Happy birthday, sheriff” the young Latino told the sheriff. “I hope you will enjoy many more such days.” “Thank you, Rolando” the sheriff said, giving the handsome young man a hug “Are you enjoying the party?” “Oh yes, sir” the boy said. “Very much. I am here with my father and mother and my three brothers. Our adoption became final so I have a family again. I am very happy here and I enjoy meeting with your doctor and all your boys for study in the day after the school. ” “We have Rolando to thank for avoiding a potentially embarrassing situation, sheriff” the doctor said. “It turns out that Jenny and Sarah were trying to entice young Rolando here into skinnydipping with them. The young man immediately got Kurt and Rafe and they came to me quietly to report what was happening. By that time the girls were in the pool naked.” “Thank you for doing that, Rolando” the sheriff said. “You saved us all from what could have been a great embarrassment. You are quite an outstanding young fellow. We all owe you a debt of gratitude.” “I thank Kurt and Rafe” the boy said. “They tell me what to do. I never had something like that happen. They girls they both start taking clothes off and that Jenny girl try to put my hands on her naked body. I know what happened to Jimmy and Mark. Robert and Tyler too. I not want that to happen to me. Last thing I want since I in good happy family with father mother and brothers. I not want to embarrass them.” “Of course you didn’t, Rolando, and you did exactly the right thing.” At that moment they were joined by Mr. and Mrs. House, Pepe, and their two youngest boys they had just adopted. “Rolando just told me that your adoptions are final” the sheriff said. “I am very happy for all of you. I know it is what you have wanted and I wish you all the luck in the world. Your oldest son just saved all of us from what could have been a real embarrassment which could have ruined the night.” The sheriff then explained to them what Rolando had done. “He is a fine boy and we owe having our family together to him” Mr. House said. “Just as we owe so much to you. I love running Bedford and House Construction and we are doing amazing things. It is a joy to go to work every day and build homes for people who have never owned their own homes. It has been such a joy I might never go home if I didn’t have a loving wife and four of the handsomest sons in the world waiting there for me. I never thought I would say those words, sheriff. I still can’t believe we have a house full of beautiful boys. My wife has a little present for you, sheriff. ” “Yes, I do” the lovely soft-spoken woman said. “You have been so good to me, my husband and our four sons. Without you, the governor and Mr. Levine, this would never have happened. Our youngest boys would never have gotten to us and we would never have had Rolando. So Hiram and I had something made for you and I’d love to give it to you.” She handed the sheriff a small white box tied with a thin gold ribbon. The sheriff opened it to find a small gold gross on a black rope. On the cross were the words `love is all’. “I have given identical crosses to the governor and Mr. Levine already” she said. “Rolando and Pepe helped me design them and they were made by the local goldsmith. I hope you will consider wearing it. We love you and we are so grateful for the love you helped bring to our home.” The sheriff’s eyes were full of tears as he hugged Mrs. House warmly. “I will put this on now and I will never remove it” he said. “I am touched so deeply by this gesture. I am so happy you and Hiram have a house full of boys and I understand that ground has been broken on the new home your husband is building for you and your family. Please know that I could not be happier for you and I am so thankful that Hiram agreed to run our company. He is a fine a man as has ever lived in these parts.” “Thank you, sheriff” she said. “I agree he’s a fine man and an excellent father to our house full of boys. And now the two smaller boys and I are going to slip away. It seems I am the last female here and I know that the boys are ready to get rid of these clothes and hit that pool in your back yard. It has been a lovely party and we are grateful to have been invited.” “Good night” the sheriff said “and thank you from the deepest part of my heart. For everything.” Mr. House went to see his wife and their two younger ones to their car as the sheriff dried his eyes. “William, I don’t remember when I’ve blubbered like that in public” Randy said. “Maybe never. But my heart feels so full right now. To have such good friends and good boys and just so much goddamn love. It’s almost more than one man can take.” “It’s not just one man” William said. “We’re all sharing it. Even Fred Singleton and his cousin, Felton are together. Those two didn’t speak for damn near twenty years because they let their wives tear their friendship apart over a simple kiss between two men who loved each other deeply. Fred says he’s given his wife her walking papers and she’s taking their bitch daughter to New York to live with her parents. Felton and Alex are planning to live at the ranch so Alex can be close to Kevin at least for a while. And Dale is almost excited about running that beautiful ranch as the doctor is to have him. They plan to take in boys who need a home for whatever reason and I don’t think there could be anyone more perfect to run a place like that than Dale Mason after what he went through out in Arizona.” “I hate to bring up business, but I simply can’t resist asking how the transfer of the prophet and that asshole Sheriff Joe went” William said. “It was seamless” the sheriff said quietly as the doctor walked up with fresh beers for all of them. “I believe the prophet will be eating out of young David’s hand by now just like his wife is doing. That handsome boy should be on the stage. And he’s completely competent. He’s shown me excellent judgment and I actually look forward to going to work knowing he’ll be there. He’s also a very sexy boy. It was fun watching him eye Eamon today. I’m certain he’s never had black cock and I have a feeling he’ll find a way to get some of that tonight. The boy actually had really no sexual experience except with his father. He is such a sharp guy and I know I’m lucky to get him. He wrapped that prophet’s wife around his little finger in no time and I’m guessing that by now he probably has the prophet himself eating out of his hand.” Randy couldn’t have known how accurate that was and that the prophet had now asked young David to replace Sheriff Joe as head of his security team. Having tired of Sheriff Joe’s refusal to keep himself physically conditioned, it was something the prophet had been considering for a while. The prophet also informed David that he would also replace Joe as sheriff of Maricopa County upon their return to Arizona by an appointment of the governor following Sheriff Joe’s resignation. Of course Sheriff Joe was not informed of all this as the deal had been struck while he was be assisted by the warden in the shower in the back room of the jail. The warden was playing the part of a dumb janitor as he assisted the obese sheriff into the shower. Joe could barely move after having been submerged in cold water for so long and was having great difficulty standing or walking or even moving his extremities. The warden had removed his own clothes to prevent getting them wet as he assisted the sheriff with his shower and now the obese pink sheriff appeared to be obsessed with the sight of Eamon’s huge black cock, particularly in light of his own very short but fat meaty morsel. “That thing may be a wonder of the world” the fat sheriff said, still gazing at the dangling, uncut meat. I’ve seen quite a few cocks since I am expected to make sure no circumcised infidels get near the prophet.” “Heck, I’ve seen bigger” the warden said, playing dumb. “I’ve seen dicks white and black bigger than mine up at that prison. And some of them dicks just loves to rape, especially them young white boys. They may come into that place all mean, but they turned into pussies pretty fast. It’s like all them men can smell when a young virgin walks into that goddamned place.” “I’d never allow a nigger to fuck a white person in my jail” the sheriff said as Eamon began to soap his back. “That ain’t part of the natural order. It won’t be allowed in Arizona either once the prophet is the governor. Hell, we may even pull out of the United States. That’s gonna happen unless a whole lot of people start wisin’ up. The white race is superior to any other. It’s just a simple fact. Our founding fathers knew it. Hell, half of them was slave owners. Most of the men that signed the goddamned papers owned niggers theirselves. ” “Oh yas suh” Eamon said. “I knows it and I respects it. I knows my place and my place is to serve any white folks that needs to be served.” “I still wouldn’t mind seeing how big that meat of yours gets when it gets hard” the sheriff said. “Just to know. I most certainly ain’t a goddamned faggot. I got one of the best looking wives in the state of Arizona just waiting for me to get home and fuck the shit out of her. She loves me and she loves my fat dick. You can bet on that. She loves havin’ my big, fat cock stuffed in her cooch. But I want to see what that meat of yours looks like hard. So why don’t you get that thing hard so I can take a look at it.” “Yes, suh, if that’s what you want, suh” Eamon said. “I ain’t never been hard in front of a white man but once when I was just a boy. That white man beat my ass so hard, I swore I’d never do it again. But you’s da boss, suh, and if you wants my pecker hard, I’ll do my best to get it hard.” Eamon had always enjoyed being watched as he touched his prize meat so he had no trouble getting erect, even in front of a disgusting, fat piece of white trash. He fingered his foreskin and stuck his finger inside, scooping out the pre-cum, which began to flow almost immediately. “Too bad we didn’t have you around when we made that deal with old man Sligh to breed some American slave niggers” the sheriff said. “He imported us some prize specimens from Africa and we started breeding them down on a farm in Louisiana. It was going real well. All they wanted to do was fuck. Morning, noon and night, just fucking away. It was fun to watch. Especially the virgin bitches that we put with hung studs. Them crying out, screamin’ and beggin’ not to be fucked was music to my ears. The prophet liked watching too but he never touched a dark bitch. I indulged myself from time to time but never let him know. He’s totally against it. Prophet Warren made us finally give up the idea cause he said there was already too many of your type and you might get smart and take over things one of these days. Old man Sligh weren’t happy about it when we started putting them down. That’s when him and the prophet fell out. He said we had burned perfectly good money that we were making from nothing but having livestock fuck. But those two had a falling out that almost came to fisticuffs. Never made up to this day. Both of them are stubborn as mules and couldn’t stand to lose even a small battle. But you better not even think about tellin’ the prophet any of this shit I’m telling you unless you want to be swingin’ from a big old oak tree.” Eamon was fully hard now, his thick, long cock standing out perfectly straight from his thick black pubes as he slowly stroked his long foreskin over his cockhead.. “You hair ain’t wiry like a lot of your kind of seen” the sheriff remarked, running his hands through the warden’s thick pubes but avoiding any hand contact with the erect penis. “I `spect you got some white blood in you somewhere down the line. Them ain’t the usual wiry pubes I’ve seen on most African monkeys like you.” The warden had had enough of the man’s ignorance and became angry suddenly, grabbing the sheriff by the neck and forcing him to his knees. He held him tightly by the throat, cutting off his ability to make a sound and forcing him to struggle to breathe. “You like the looks of that big black dick, don’t you, Sheriff Faggot?” the warden asked. “I bet you used to watch those people fuck and then go to your room and beat your meat till it bled, just wondering how those black dicks would taste. I bet you’re so ignorant you even wondered if black cum would taste like chocolate. You’re as ignorant as any motherfucker I’ve ever met and I have met some ignorant motherfuckers. Now, sheriff, you’re gonna start lickin that pre-cum off my hard cock and you better lick it like a sweet lollipop if you ever want to draw another motherfucking breath.” The sheriff was struggling to get his face away from the hard monster dick and it’s leaking cum but the warden held him tight. The sheriff had never seen any man get so angry so fast and he knew his life was in the balance as he felt the warden tighten his grip on his fat neck. “Lick it, you motherfucker” the warden said quietly. “I mean lick it now.” At the birthday party just a short distance away, things were happy, with the fish almost ready to eat and everyone of legal age slightly lubricated with adult beverages. Randy felt as happy as he’d ever been in his life when his son walked up to him, holding the governor’s hand. “Your sweet boy is going to burst if he doesn’t get to show you something, sheriff” the governor said. “He’s been bursting to show you but I was able to have him hold off until all the ladies left.” “What is it you want to show me, son?” Dopie started to unbutton his starched light blue shirt, removing it and then his tee shirt. It looked as if his tiny brown nipples might be a bit hard as he was naked from the waist up. mersin escort The doctor, William and Arnold had all walked over and Randy realized they were all in on t he surprise, whatever it was. “Look, paw” Dopie said as he raised his right arm. Randy saw nothing remarkable at first about his son’s axillary area. Then he saw it. Tow blondish-red hairs had sprouted in the boy’s previously smooth armpit. “Well, look there, won’t you!” the sheriff exclaimed. “My precious boy is becoming a precious man.” “I didn’t even notice it, paw” Dopie said, excitedly. “Then when the governor and me was takin’ an outdoor shower this mornin’ he spotted it. I’m getting’ hair, paw. I may be as hairy as my own paw!” “Son, I’m glad you want your body to be like mine” the sheriff said. “I really am. But I gotta be honest. I was never in no hurry to see your body change. I’m happy to see you growin’ stronger and handsomer every day, but I also love my little boy and I need to know you won’t stop lovin’ your paw just because you’re becomin’ a man.” “Shucks no! I’ll never stop lovin’ my paw!” Dopie said. jumping into his arms. “I’ll never get too old for huggin’ and lovin’ on my paw.” Dopie began to smother his father with kisses as the doctor stepped up. “You have a table full of presents in there to open at some point but you also have a present from all of the boys and the men living in this house” the doctor said. The doctor took Dopie’s hand and led the entire party down the stairs to what had previously been a dark, unfinished basement. Then the doctor turned on the lights and revealed a well-lighted and finely furnished exercise space with the latest exercise equipment. The place was finished as finely as any health club in Raleigh and the sheriff was speechless. “Mr. Singleton and his son advised us on the best equipment and helped us with everything. You’ll see a large gang shower over on the right side which Mr. Lee oversaw the work on. All the boys helped in some way and we managed to finish it in time, even with everyone working on the ranch last weekend. This is the way Mr. Bedford had planned the place to be for his own sons but he never got the chance to do so after his wife banished him from this fine home he had built for his family. I wish Mr. Bedford could see this. I think he would be pleased.” “I think he would be fucking ecstatic!” the sheriff exclaimed as everyone laughed to hear the sheriff use profanity in public, a very rare occurrence. “This is just beyond belief. Those towers in the shower will allow a whole team to shower in here together. The machines are amazing and I recognize those wrestling mats as the ones young Freddy and his friend delivered. They are now hung perfectly on the wall.” “The mats can be easily removed and placed in the center of the exercise equipment in under a minute to have wrestling space as good or better than the school. Freddy and his friend Isaac would have loved to be here tonight, but the wrestling team has its first meet next week and Coach Thomas has them practicing. They both send their best birthday wishes, as does the coach. You know how seriously those wrestler boys take their sport.” “I certainly do and I admire that” the sheriff said. “Please tell them thanks for the wishes and I hope to have a decent seat at all of their matches this year. Several of the boys in this house have expressed interest in wrestling so I hope we can get tickets.” “I hate to spoil a surprise” Mr. Singleton said “but one of your presents on the table upstairs are six season tickets in the front row for all the home matches. It’s a little gift from Freddie and his buddy Isaac.” “I hope I will get the chance to thank them in person” the sheriff said. “I feel certain you will” Mr. Singleton said. “Both boys are dying to try out these mats. They’re filled with the very newest material which is intended to prevent injuries. Both boys are dying to try them. Even the school doesn’t have them yet. These are among the first in the state. They will be itching to wrestle around here. As a matter of fact, we may have trouble keeping those two from moving in here.” “The more the merrier” the doctor said. “We’d welcome those two boys any time in this home.” “Amen” the sheriff added. “You guys feel free to look around down here or try out the machines or anything you want” the doctor said. “All the ladies seem to have left and I know quite a few boys who are ready to ditch their clothes, enjoy some freshly caught fish, and hit that swimming pool buck naked,” “Have at it” the sheriff said as everyone headed back upstairs except Fred Singleton and Felton Yates, who lingered along with the sheriff. “Happy birthday, Randy” Fred said, embracing the sheriff. “I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Felton and I reconnected as soon as he got back to town this afternoon. We’ve both been fools for a lot of years and I take most of the blame. Just after Felton’s son was born, my cunt of a wife, caught us kissing. We’d been drinking a lot but it wasn’t the first time. I think we were attracted to each other from the minute we met but I was in complete denial. My father had always wanted me to be a football star and any kind of scandal would have ended that. Things are a little better now but in those times, it couldn’t happen.” “Well, my cunt wife, Miriam, who was Fred’s cousin, walked in while we were kissing” Felton said. “I swear to God we’d never gone any further but we had kissed several times. She started screaming about how we were both faggots. I begged her to keep her mouth shut and we both swore it would never happen again, but she turned on me and on Fred. She couldn’t get to his wife fast enough.” “My wife was pissed as hell, but we had the twins” Fred said. “She didn’t want to go home to her rich family and admit she’d married a fag so she told me we’d stay together if I promised never to speak to my best friend again. I took the deal and my life has been hellish from that day on. She has tried to turn the kids against me from then on. She succeeded with the daughter because she’s a materialistic bitch like her mother. But my son never believed the things she said. Now I’ve told him that most of the things his mother said were true and he said he couldn’t care less. He’s staying with me when my wife and my daughter go back to New York. I don’t think I could’ve taken it if my son left me.” “Fred, your son would never leave you” Randy said. “He’s made it clear he idolizes you. He wants a closer relationship with you and he’s always craved that more than anything. He refuses to believe his own macho father would ever do anything sexual with a guy. He and his little buddy Isaac have man crushes on each other that they haven’t been able to admit it quite yet. Trust me when I tell you how much your son craves your attention. More than anything in the world he wants to be as close to you as he can get. I think you know what I mean. I’d love to set something up over here to prove it in case you still don’t believe me.” “Let him do it, Fred” Felton said. “This is a very smart guy. I haven’t known him long but I trust him totally. My son and I could’ve died up at that airfield but cool heads prevailed and I now have my son with me forever thanks to this group of guys.” “I smell some good food upstairs and I think it’s time to shuck these clothes and hit the pool or the hot tub” Randy said. “I’ve always wondered what the macho Fred Singleton would look like buck naked and I expect to see very shortly. I had a look at what Felton’s hiding in those trousers up at the lake and it’s certainly considerable, just like his precious son.” As the men headed up to the pool, David was still talking quietly with the prophet at the jail, outlining how David would have anything he’d ever dreamed of once they were back in Arizona, the prophet’s heir tucked into his wife’s belly. Warren told him of his true dream of becoming governor and leading the state to leave the United States and declare its independence. You’ll have anything your heart desires, son. A beautiful wife or as many fucking wives as you want. Sheriff Joe’s home on the ranch is second only to mine in size and furnishings. You can have his house or if you want. I’ll build you one to your specifications. The sky’s the limit here, David.” While David laughed inwardly at the gullibility of the leader of the cult, Eamon still had his strong fingers around Sheriff Joe’s neck in the back room of the building, forcing him toward his huge, hard cock, leaking pre-cum. Sheriff Joe was struggling to get enough oxygen into his lungs to keep from passing out, but Eamon let him get barely enough to sustain his life as he quietly commanded Sheriff Joe to open his mouth and take the dripping monster cock. Eamon released the man’s neck long enough to use his strong hands to pry the man’s jaws open, then fed his ten inches all the way into the gagging man’s throat. His eyes bulged as he now suffocated on cock, fearful he would never draw another breath. “You like the way that black dick tastes, bitch?” the warden asked the terrified sheriff. “When I slide my dick out of your mouth, you better not say a fucking word or I will choke the breath out of you. Understand?” The horrified man nodded his head as the warden shoved his dick all the way back into his throat and again held it there until the sheriff was terrified. The man was feeling dizzy from the lack of oxygen to his brain when Eamon again slid his dick out and thumped the frightened sheriff on the nose with it. “You really like that black meat, don’t you?” Eamon asked him with a chuckle as Sheriff Joe gasped for air, sputtering, gagging and coughing. “Well I sure don’t plan to waste a sweet load of cum on an ugly fatass cracker like you. Not when there’s a sweet, handsome boy out there who I think just may want it. Not a chance. But I bet you there’s something here that could satisfy that itchy asshole of yours. Now if you speak above a whisper, I’ll knock your fucking ugly head into these stucco walls. Do you understand?” Eamon pinned Sheriff Joe’s arms behind him and walked him over to the bed where he sat him down. Sheriff Joe was clearly terrified of the big, strong black man who had shown how easily he could kill the man just with his cock. Sheriff Joe started to sob quietly, large tears running down his cheeks. “Please don’t kill me” Sheriff Joe begged. “I don’t want to die. I’ve got a new wife who would be struck with grief. I’ve got a new fine house and everything I want. I’ve finally got everything I ever wanted! Please don’t kill me and I’ll do anything you ask.” “Then just shut the fuck up and I promise you’ll get out of this room alive” Eamon said. “That’s a promise.” Sheriff Joe continued to sob quietly as Eamon surveyed the room, finally spotting a baseball bat which had apparently been left there by the sheriff’s son. It wasn’t a full sized slugger, but plenty large enough for what Eamon had in mind. The bat was leaning against the wall beside the bed so Eamon reached it easily without releasing the fat, sobbing man. He lifted it up where Joe could see it and the man began to sob slightly louder. “No, please don’t hit me with that” Sheriff Joe begged. “I really do have a low tolerance for pain. You could kill me with that thing. Please, please don’t do that. I ain’t ready to die.” “Motherfucker, I guess I get to be the one to tell you that you are already dead” Eamon said with a laugh. “You remember on that airfield, when you and the prophet and his slut got back on that plane, you was immediately taken out of the door on the other side. No one saw you taken off that plane except a few secret agents. I ain’t going to reveal who they were cause you don’t need to know. But once you three were secured, that plane took off again. Just as it got up a nice distance up in the air over the lake, that motherfucker exploded in a big, orange blast. The pilot bailed out just before the explosion and was rescued by a boat waiting on him. But nobody knows that. The television has played that crash over and over again and it’s been announced that the prophet, his wife and fat Joe were on that plane and every one of you died in the explosion.” “That can’t be” Sheriff Joe sobbed. “It just can’t be. My wife thinks I’m dead? Everyone thinks I’m dead? This can’t be. It just can’t be. My wife will be grief-stricken! She may even take her own life if she believes I’m never coming home again. Tell me you’re lying to me! Please tell me that!” “That’s right” Eamon said. “I bet that young wife of yours with all that money and that big house is already lining up young dick to take care of her grieving pussy. She probably already has a nice, long, fat dick being shoved up her cooze and is trying to forget about that stubby little white boy cock of yours with you sweating and slobbering all over her. I bet that bitch won’t be grieving at all. That’s just how it goes, Joe. And them three young disciples the prophet is counting on to rescue you? More bad news, Joe. Matthew is dead and we got Mark and Luke in custody. They’re hanging in chains in a secret place along with that cunt the prophet’s married to. And the two disciples we captured have little tiny rubber bands around their hairy balls that’s cutting off every bit of blood to their nuts even as we speak. Their nuts are probably dead by now and within a few days, they’ll just dry up and fall off. And that real smartass one, Mark, we did a little circumcision on him. I didn’t do it myself. We all watched Dale Mason, that man you and the prophet imprisoned with those two young boys, do all the cutting. It was fun to watch. He didn’t deaden that meat at all, just took a sharp silver scalpel to it. You should’ve heard that dirty mother fucker screaming and begging Dale to stop cutting. I think you’re in for the same treatment once we get you and the prophet moved to that location. Think about how that blade’s going to feel cutting that excess skin off of your stubby little dick.” “No, please tell me you’re lying” Sheriff Joe begged. “Please tell me you’re lying. This has to be a nightmare I’ll wake up from soon. Please tell me none of what you’re saying is the truth!” “I’m not lying, escort mersin Joe and you know it” Eamon said. “We got the prophetess there too. She’s pumped full of all those fertility drugs y’all gave her. She’s tied down naked on a table, her legs spread, that hairy pussy exposed to all the other prisoners. That clit is so swollen it looks like a little tiny pecker. A lot like your pecker Joe, except her clit’s nowhere close to being that fat. It’s actually pulsing and she’s begging for somebody to stick a dick in her or just rub that clit and get her off. She’s begging for it, Joe, and all those men are just laughing at her. She’s begging for a dick � any dick � to fuck her. It kind of reminds me of the way you were looking at my dick in the shower, Joe. I know that look all too well. You were wondering how my big black cock would feel going in your manhole. Don’t deny it, Joe. I know the look.” “No, no,no” the sheriff sobbed. “I ain’t never wanted anything in my hole. My wife tried to tease it with her tiny little finger and I almost broke her arm. I told her I would break it if she ever tried that again. My shithole is a one way street. It’s an exit only. I’ll go to my grave without anything ever going in that hole.” “I doubt that, Sheriff Joe” Eamon whispered. “You’re one of those men who’s been looking at other men in the showers all your life and fantasizing about how it would feel to touch their cocks and to feel their cocks rubbing all over you and how their cocks would taste and how it would feel to have a cock stuck inside you. I bet you’ve beat your meat a thousand times with images of dicks � black dicks, white dicks, brown dicks � any and every kin d of dicks. But you were always too chickenshit to even try it. I bet your daddy was an asshole who made fun of your fat little ass and called you a faggot. Sheriff Joe, you’re not even a man. You’re a clich�. I’ve made up my mind to see that you end your days down in Angola. You know about Angola. Roughest prison in these United States. Hot as ten thousand hells. Men labor from sun up to sun down busting up rock and carrying it for miles. I doubt you’ll last a week between the work and the heat. And when you finish at dark, they’ll run a cold water hose to wash the stink off you and throw you in a crowded cell. You’ll have all the black dick you want down there because I’ll make sure every man in that prison knows you were a sheriff and how you treated your prisoners. The future ain’t looking bright for you, Sheriff Joe. But before you go, I feel an obligation to open up that hole of yours just to get you ready. I’d never forgive myself if I sent a virgin manhole down to Angola.” Sheriff Joe was paralyzed with fear as the big strong black man put threw him on his back onto the bed and told him to spread his legs. “Get your eyes off my cock, you fatfuck!” Eamon ordered. He then grabbed his boxers and donned them. Then Eamon took the bat and held it up in front of him. “Spread your legs, bitch boy!” Eamon ordered Sheriff Joe. Only then did it occur to the sheriff what was about to happen. He wanted to scream but no sound came out and before he could try a second time, Eamon was on him with his huge hand clapped over his nose and mouth, suffocating him. Eamon spit on the fat end of the bat and moved it between the sheriff’s trembling legs. Sheriff Joe couldn’t speak with Eamon’s hand over his nose and mouth so he tried to prepare himself for some pain. But no one could have imagined the pain of that spit-slicked bat being shoved into Sheriff Joe’s hole. Eamon shoved it hard. It was slick enough that it didn’t tear the skin but the stretching of the tissue was almost unbearable. Eamon began to move it in deeply and then pull it out only to stick it back in. The pain was terrible and Sheriff Joe couldn’t make a sound. He could barely get enough oxygen to inflate his lungs as he became nauseous with pain. Thinking his death was imminent, Sheriff Joe made a last play and attempted to jerk his body from Eamon’s grasp. He was successful in knocking the bat from his hand as it fell quietly onto the bed. But he was unable to stand up and lunge for the door. Eamon was just too fast for him. As the sheriff screamed for help, Eamon landed a punch to Joe’s head that knocked him into the stucco wall and he crumpled lifeless to the floor. Eamon knew the sheriff’s cry for help had been heard out front so he quickly checked to be sure that Joe had a pulse, then he opened the door and called out to David for help. “Deputy, the sheriff took a fall getting’ out of that shower!”Eamon said excitedly. “I was tryin’ to hold him up but he was just too heavy and he got all dizzy and fell up against the wall. Please help me.” “I’m coming, Eamon” David said as he started to the back. He realized the prophet was following and he turned and insisted he go back into the cell. “Prophet, you have to stay in the cell” David said. “That sheriff is paranoid and he’s known to visit this jail at all times of the night to make sure things are being done his way. If he were to walk in and find that you weren’t in your cell, it would cast suspicion on me and ruin our plan. For your sake and that of your wife, you really need to go back in that cell and close the door.” “I suppose you’re right” the prophet said. “You are a smart boy. I agree it’s the best plan.” David watched as the prophet went back into the cell and closed the cell door, then he rushed into the back room, closing the door behind him. “David, I’m sorry but I just had all of that fat fucker’s bullshit I could take” Eamon said. “I reverted to being the warden instead of my subservient step’nfetchit role. I just couldn’t listen to another word about how he loved busting the cherries of young virgins and his disgusting shit. He was grabbing for my pecker and I just got fed up. I shoved a bat up his asshole and then when he almost got free, I knocked him out. There’s some blood on his head and a little on his butt but he’s breathing just fine. I’m really sorry. I’m not sure how we play this with the prophet.” “I’m sorry, Eamon” David said, sitting down beside him on the bed. “I should have helped out. That fat ass is just toxic. I should’ve given you a break. It’s just that the prophet has turned out to be almost too easy. He is planning to fire Sheriff Joe and make me the head of his security detail when the sheriff comes out of the shower. He gave me the job and is planning to have Sheriff Joe retire when they get back to Arizona and have me appointed sheriff of the largest county in Arizona. He’s easy to play. Don’t worry. When Sheriff Joe wakes up and starts talking about what happened, I believe I can convince the prophet asshole that Joe is talking out of his head. If necessary, we’ll get the doc and have him pretend he’s ordering scans and stuff. Don’t worry about it. The prophet has lost all confidence in Joe and at least for now he has confidence in me. I’m really sorry you had to listen to his racist bullshit. It wasn’t fair of me and I should have done better.” “Buddy, you are one of the most beautiful young men I’ve ever met and also one of the smartest” Eamon said as he held David’s head in his hand and kissed him. It was a wet kiss with the warden’s tongue going deep into the young man’s mouth. David returned the kiss. “I’ve been thinking about doing that all day, kid” the warden said. “I caught a few looks when I thought it might be possible but in the next minute, you were back to business.” “Believe me I want it” David said. “I’ve had trouble focusing more than once today, just thinking about it. You have quite a reputation around here.” “I may blush” Eamon said. “I promise I’ll go easy.” “I won’t let you go easy” David said. “I want you to give it to me full force. I want to know if I’m man enough to take it.” “Well let’s get this Mr. Piggy back out in that cell so we can have some sexy time, deputy!” Eamon said. They both cleaned the wound on Sheriff Joe’s head which was already turning purple and had a knot forming. They also cleaned the blood from his manhole, then, with Eamon putting his hands under the man’s shoulders and David lifting the man’s feet, carried him out into the cell, putting his naked body onto the cot in the cell with the prophet. “I’m sorry we didn’t have anything large enough to put on him” David said. I have both of your undergarments in the washer but that thing is old. I think that washing machine came over on the ark. It will probably be morning before they’re dry enough to wear. “It’s okay” the prophet said. “I feel strangely comfortable around you and the nigger ain’t even human so he doesn’t matter at all. And that whore in the other cell doesn’t really count as a human either. She’s just a whore. I feel about you almost as I might about a little brother. I haven’t felt this kind of connection in a very long time, if ever.” “You’ll notice a tiny bit of blood seeping from Sheriff Joe’s behind” David said. “I checked him and was worried but Eamon said that the sheriff was terribly constipated. He had a very difficult bowel movement before his shower and that is the result.” “Of course” the prophet said. “I had the same problem earlier. Of course I haven’t slept for two nights. Had I dozed, I would have fallen off that block and drowned. I never once complained or whined. That is how I am built. Sheriff Joe, on the other hand, whined and moaned constantly. He was even sobbing like a fucking girl at times which I found absolutely and totally disgusting. It was quite getting on my last nerve. And now he is taking the only cot in the cell. I’m pretty fed up with him and his selfish ways. I don’t know why I put up with his shit for so long but I am so glad that Jehovah has now sent me a manly man to be by my side.” “Is your backside feeling okay now, prophet?” David asked. “I didn’t know you had a problem. I can certainly send for a doctor if you’d like. We need you in top form to breed the prophetess on Wednesday. I’d feel responsible if somehow I overlooked a potential medical problem.” “I suppose a bit of cream might feel rather nice, given that I might have a small tear” the prophet said. “But I certainly can’t expect my new head of security to do something like that. And I wouldn’t consider letting that nigger touch me back there. He’d probably be overcome with lust and try to rape me. I suppose the most acceptable choice would be to have that whore apply some cream on my bottom.” “I think that would be the most acceptable choice too, sir” David said. “It is hardly ideal, but in this life we have to sometimes make accommodations.” David went to the desk and got a small tube of antibiotic cream and returned, opening Mr. Hunt’s cell door and entering with the prophet. Sheriff Joe was still out cold on the cot in the prophet’s cell, his snoring becoming gradually louder. “Come on in here, honey” Mr. Hunt said to David in a sexy, soft feminine voice. “I’ll make it feel all better. I heard what y’all were saying and I promise mama can make anything better, especially for a handsome man like yourself.” “Shut your smart mouth, bitch!” David said, slapping the cross dresser in the jaw. “You don’t need to say a word to this man and you certainly aren’t allowed to use vulgar language. You’re a slut and he is one of the foremost religious leaders in this country. He has great things in store for him and you aren’t worthy to say a word to him. So just shut your trap and do as you’re told. And if you cause him any pain I will come in there and wring your fucking neck. Now avert your eyes from his and keep them averted, bitch.” “Thank you, David” the prophet said as he knelt on the cot and lowered his white boxer shorts which were borrowed from the young deputy. “I didn’t realize how lazy Sheriff Joe has gotten. It’s nice to know that someone has my interests at heart and wants nothing more than my comfort.” “Yes, sir” David said, standing at attention in the cell. “That is my new purpose. I live solely to protect my prophet, the prophetess and our future heir. ” “What’s your name, whore?” the prophet asked. “Mikayla, sir” Mr. Hunt whispered in a soft, frightened voice. “That’s a stupid name” the prophet said. “I’ll just call you `whore’ if I need to say anything at all to you. Now load that finger up with plenty of that cream. You know David is my new chief of security. If I tell him to bring a gun in here and blow your fucking brains out he will do it without questioning my order. Isn’t that right, David?” “Absolutely, sir, although I would first advise you that it could present great danger to you, given that the governor and his toady have snipers stationed on the roofs around this building. But if you commanded it, I would follow your command, as in all things, sir.” “Thank you, David” the prophet said. “I can’t tell you what a relief I am feeling since replacing Sheriff Joe. It’s something I should have done a while ago. I am just such a loyal person, I have, in the past let some things go. That will not happen in the future now that I have you with me.” “There is no one more loyal than you, sir” David said. Mr. Hunt had coated his index finger with the cream and was now parting the prophet’s hairy cheeks, revealing his very hairy hole. It was covered in dark hair, beginning to gray like that on his pubic area and his chest. Mr. Hunt inserted his finger into the prophet smoothly and slowly. It was obvious he was feeling for the prophet’s prostate gland. He found the little button quickly and began to slowly massage it. The prophet had never had anything inserted in his hole and the feelings were strange and strong. He was feeling a pleasure he had never felt before and he moaned softly. “Is she hurting you, sir?” David asked. “Not at all, David” the prophet said. “It’s actually rather pleasurable. Back in Arizona I had sex at least once a day. While I haven’t had sex with the prophetess in two months, I kept up my duties of breaking in virgins for church members. Until our flight here, I really can’t remember the last day I didn’t have sexual intercourse. This is quite pleasurable, but I’m afraid it is making my penis erect.” “Would you like for her to stop?” David asked. mersin escort bayan “Oh no” the prophet said quickly. “I am wondering if I might have an unhealthy backup of semen. I’ve heard that can cause blockages in the male organs.” “I’ve heard that too, sir” David said. “I wouldn’t want anything like that to happen, sir, especially given the importance of breeding the prophetess in about forty eight hours. We can’t allow any interruption in that. Would you like to turn over on your back, sir? Being on your knees doesn’t look very comfortable. “That’s an excellent idea” the prophet said. “This is not a comfortable position. Take your finger out now, whore, but put more cream on it and we’ll add some more of the medication once David helps me turn over on my back.” David moved in and assisted the prophet to a position lying flat on his back on the cot, his hard thin cock standing straight in the air with its large, plum-sized cockhead on full display. “We need to be crystal clear that this is not an act of sexual gratification but a medical procedure” the prophet said. “This is simply to ensure my performance with my wife when I breed my heir into her.” “Of course, sir” David said, stepping back and again standing near the cot at attention. “Would you rather I left the room, sir? I will do it if you ask but I’d feel much safer staying nearby in case the whore might try to take liberties with you.” “I feel much safer with you nearby, David” the prophet said. “You have no idea how much confidence I have in you to protect me. I realize this situation feels unseemly for both of us but I think we have to put safety above protocol in this case. In any case, we will never speak of t his to anyone outside this cell. Ever.” “Now, sir, I think she needs you to maybe bend your knees a bit and spread your legs so that she can access the injured area” David said. ” Of course” the prophet agreed as Mr. Hunt stepped in and again inserted a slick index finger into the prophet. He moaned with pleasure as she again went straight to his prostate gland and began a slow, even rhythm on the tender spot. The prophet was enjoying all the new sensations of having his most sensitive spot massaged and made little whimpering sounds from time to time. “It looks like the pipes are clearing, prophet” David said. “You are making clear juice out of your penis now and there’s plenty of it.” “I feel as though my testicle bag might be unusually tight” the prophet said. “Isn’t it possible that could do damage to my organs? Do you think it might be wise to have her massage that part of me?” “Yes, sir, I think that is a brilliant suggestion, sir” David said, instructing Mr. Hunt to gently massage the prophet’s nut sack. “Don’t be rough. He’s not some asshole from the road crew that you fuck up at the Butter Cup. If you aren’t gentle, I will bash your head into that wall, bitch.” “Yes, sir, deputy” Mr. Hunt said softly. “I’ll be gentle. He is obviously a very special man as well as being a very handsome man.” Mr. Hunt seemed to be enjoying the game now. David knew Mr. Hunt had been horny since the sheriff had run her lover away. Even though the man had no testicles, he obviously missed just the touch of another human and was enjoying this. As much as he despised the man, David realized that the prophet was indeed handsome. Now the prophet began to use his right hand to rub and lightly pinch one of his nipples. MMM” the prophet said “that feels very good. Almost too good to believe. I don’t know how I’ve missed this pleasure. I wouldn’t mind if you want to stick another finger in there. Perhaps this is a special source of pleasure granted only to me by Jehovah for being his good and faithful servant in all things.” “Yes, sir” Mr. Hunt said. “You won’t regret that decision. I’ll just add some more cream.” “Ah yeah” the prophet said as his prostate gland was now massaged with two fingers. “Come over here a little closer, David and massage my chest” the prophet said. “There’s nothing wrong with a man massaging another as long as nobody talks about it.” “Yes, sir” David said. “You know there’s nothing in the world I won’t do for you.” “I do know that boy” the prophet said quietly, his eyes closed as David started to massage his hairy chest, tweaking his hard nipples. David leaned in close to the prophet’s ear as he continued to massage his chest and tease his nipples. “You know I’ll do anything for you, sir” David whispered in the prophet’s ear. “There is nothing, absolutely nothing I won’t do for you. And if anything gets said that you don’t like, I’ll slit the fucking throat of the person who said it. I’d slit that whore’s throat right now if she ever talked about what we’re doing. You’re a virile man with needs who has been denied for too long, sir. I know you have strong needs. I do have one little concern, sir that I feel obligated to bring up. If you spill your seed now, will you have sufficient to breed the prophetess when it comes time?” “Don’t worry about that, my servant” the prophet said in a low, growly voice. “I am possibly the most virile man on the planet. I can make enough semen to populate a country by myself. Just go ahead and make me feel good. I need this medically to make sure my pipes are clear. Put your hand on me, David. I bet you know what to do. Let Jehovah guide your hand to give your prophet pleasure.” “I want to please you, sir, but I’ve really never done that. I promised my parents I’d stay pure till I marry and I’ve kept my promise.” “Get the whore to show you” the prophet said. “I’m sure she’s beat off guys before. She can let go of my nuts long enough to show you how but she is not to take her fingers out of me.” “There’s a bottle of Jergen’s Lotion on the shelf over the sink there” Mr. Hunt said. “You can reach it from where you are. Just put some on your hands and start to stroke his penis. It’s already slick with his juice.” David did as instructed and got a handful of lotion. Then with his left hand he continued to rub the prophet’s nipples while his other hand, covered in wet lotion grasped the prophet’s rock hard dick and began slow up and down motions as David had done so many times in his room. “Ah excellent, David” the prophet said. “You are such a fast learner. I should have gotten rid of Sheriff Joe a long time ago. You can do things for me that he never could. I would never have let that repulsive blob touch me in such an intimate manner. Do you like touching your prophet, son?” “Yes, sir” David whispered. “I’ve never been happier in my life. I love it when you call me son.” “It’s a beautiful word” the prophet said. “And you can be my son at least until my heir is born. I am feeling pretty happy myself right now, boy, just keep doing what you’re doing and I’ll soon be giving up some of my sacred seed.” David continued his stroking of the prophet’s skinny cock with the fat head, moving the foreskin back and forth over the head with each stroke. Mr. Hunt continued to massage his prostate, using harder strokes very gradually as she continued to massage his hairy nutsack. As they continued, David saw Mr. Hunt give him a nod which he correctly assumed meant his gland was hardening, the signal he would soon reach a climax and ejaculate. David licked his lips and Mr. Hunt nodded. “You’re getting close, prophet, very close” David whispered in his ear. “You’re about to ejaculate very strongly, probably more strongly than you ever have in your life. Just relax and ride the wave.” “I trust you, son” the prophet said. “Make your prophet feel good.” David took his hand from the cock just as Mr. Hunt sucked the hard cock completely in his mouth, all the way to the root. He had been practicing a lot on Otis and took it without the slightest problem. After holding it deep in his throat, he began up and down movements, even as he contined fingerfucking the man who was now bucking and thrashing wildly, trying to get to his peak. “Oh my Holy God Almighty Jehovah, Creator of the Fucking World!” the prophet yelled out as he began to feed Mr. Hunt his seed. His cocksucker didn’t let up on his cock or on his prostate gland as he continued to scream out and thrash wildly. By the time his climax was finished, the prophet was either in a sound asleep or passed out. Efforts to rouse him were unsuccessful. The only response David got was `gotta sleep…too tired’. Eamon, who had observed the whole thing from the next cell, came in and helped lift the prophet and take him back to his cell, settling him on a pallet on the floor beside the cot where Sheriff Joe was still unconscious or sleeping soundly. “That crazy fucker will kill me if he ever finds out a man sucked his dick” Mr. Hunt said. “Please promise you won’t tell him. I know the crazy bastard would fucking choke me to death.” “Oh, I’ll make sure he knows it was a man sucking his dick” David chuckled. “But don’t worry, I won’t let the asshole lay a finger on you.” “What a fuck of an evening!” the warden said as they closed the cell doors and headed to the back room to catch some shut eye. As the deputy and the warden headed to the back of the jail to get some rest, the party had begun to wind down at Randy’s home. Everyone had a fill of the delicious fried fish, a lot of beer and whiskey had been consumed and the boys were even wearing down from playing in the pool. The doctor had reminded all the boys that it was a school night, whether it seemed like it or not and they had eventually grabbed outdoor showers and headed to bed, all wrapped in towels. The doctor excused himself, heading to his quarters with young Sonny Smallwood, who had kept trying to remove the doctor’s towel. That left Randy, William and Arnold in the hot tub after the governor went up to bed with Dopie and Abe had left with Principal Ben to catch a little time with Jeffy and Mark, the principal’s sons. “That Rolando sure is a polite kid” William said. “He is indeed, and handsome and hot as a firecracker” Arnold added. “And that Pepe is going to be a looker too. Those boys are so uninhibited.” Hiram is a great father” Randy said. “He and his wife have taken in all four of those boys and they’re doing a great job.” “I thought Rafe and Kurt seemed a lot more comfortable tonight” William said. “I’ve always noticed how they have both seemed shy but things seemed a bit different tonight. Both of them were ready to hit the pool naked even if both of them did keep their towels around t heir waist until the very last second before hitting the water. The doctor thinks they really enjoyed the weekend of work at the ranch.” “I’m looking forward to taking those two up to Raleigh for the weekend with Johnny” Randy said. “He’ll show them around the college and I hope both will decide that’s where they want to be either in January or next fall. Both have minds that are too good to waste, although I’ll really miss them. I’m looking forward to seeing your older boy too, William.” “I talked to him this evening” William said. “He sounds excited that we’re coming. He wanted to make sure it would be okay if a friend spends the night with us at the condo. I told him it would be just fine. It’s a friend I haven’t met but it sounds like they’re pretty close. I didn’t ask if the friend is male or female because I hate to be the nosy helicopter parent. I certainly hope it’s a male. I would hate for that boy to get caught up in chasing cunt. He’s got too much going for him to waste time chasing after pussy. I hope it’s okay that I told him to choose a place for dinner Friday evening.” “That’s great” Randy said. “That town has grown so much. I never really knew my way around there but I’d sure as hell get lost these days.” “I’m really glad we decided to hang onto P.T.’s condo” William said. “It’s a nice piece of real estate. I hope we’ll all take advantage of it in the future. It wouldn’t hurt our boys or us to get up there and maybe get a little culture from time to time.” “Is the Esquire Club still operating?” Arnold asked. “I always wanted to take my boy to one of their parties or meetings or whatever you called them but time just got away.” “It’s never too late” William said. “A lot of dads take their boys all the way through high school. I think the cutoff age for boys may be eighteen but I’m not even sure of that. I think our boys would enjoy it. As a matter of fact, my friend Puck called last week to tell me there’s some kind of event this Saturday but I told him we’d probably be too busy with the boys. I told him we might try to get together for a drink but that we are really wanting to spend some time with Kurt and Rafe. Of course he wanted detailed descriptions of the boys. Kurt is just his type. He always went crazy for a blonde boy with a sweet smile and that fits Kurt to a tee.” “I don’t know about you guys, but my old bones are feeling weary” Randy said. “But before I go to bed, I’d really like to take a better look at them new facilities downstairs. Would you gentlemen care to join me? I couldn’t take it all in with all them folks around.” “Of course we will” Arnold said as they all stood and began to dry their bodies. “We really missed you at the lake once you left, Randy, but we took care of your boy” Arnold said. “He sure is proud of those hairs under his little arm.” “He shore is” the sheriff said. “Couldn’t wait to show them to me. I’m glad the governor was there to share in the discovery. He’s thrilled but I ain’t so sure it makes me happy. I know he ain’t gonna be my little boy much longer.” “He’ll always be your little boy” William said. “Billy’s in college and he’s still my little boy. I believe he always will be and I’ll do most anything to have my boys love me and respect me.” They were now in the remodeled basement and it was indeed a very sharp room. They decided to take the wrestling mats off the wall and try them out. Once the mats were on the floor, William and Arnold playfully attacked the sheriff, wrestling him to the mat and taking off his towel. “Has the birthday boy had his birthday blowjob?” Arnold asked. “I don’t think he has” William chuckled. “Looks like that big old dick of his is getting excited. I believe we can take care of the birthday boy and I think we better do it.” “I don’t think we have any choice” Arnold said. “It’s a year of bad luck if a man doesn’t get at least one blowjob on his birthday.” “I’m dead tired but if you guys think I’m turnin’ this down you’re out of your fuckin’ everlovin’minds. Have at it!”

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