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Sure enough, that weekend, Howard Sprague accompanied Andy and Barney up to Myer's Lake. The three men hopped out of Howard's car, loaded down with thier fishing tackle. Not that the three pals from Mayberry expected to do MUCH fishing....!! They had much BIGGER fish to fry................................... Now that Howard had had the long-dormant wildman in him brought to the surface, his mind constantly focused on hot, steamy, sweaty mansex. As it was, Howard could not keep his eyes off of Andy. Andy wore a short-sleeved plaid shirt, skin-tight jeans, and heavy workboots. His tight jeans hugged his round, juicy ass like paint, and the crotch was well-filled with Andy's ample basket.
Howard himself wore jeans and a long-sleeved lumberjack-style shirt, and Barney wore an old pair of khaki pants and a plaid short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of old boots. "Yeahhh,boy," Andy chuckled, "looks like we got some fine fishin' weather here.....maybe this time I'll hook a really big one...." Andy got no further. He reached over and with both hands ripped open Andy's shirt, the buttons flying all over the cabin floor. "Well, what in tarnation....??" Andy exclaimed, as once again he saw that now familiar gleam in Howard Sprague's smoldering eyes. "YOU'RE THE BIG ONE WHO AIN'T GONNA GET AWAY, ANDY!!" Howard snarled, planting his lips square on Andy's, and started to deep-kiss his hunky sheriff buddy, as his big hand played with Andy's stiff nipples, running over the hairy contours of his sweaty chest...............
Andy responded by grabbing Howard's throbbing cock through his worn jeans, and Howard moaned as he felt Andy's strong hand rub and squeeze his pounding erection through the worn denim. Then Barney, not to be left out of the action, unzipped his pants, and hauled out his throbbing ten-inch rump-rammer. He got behind Andy and started grinding his huge, throbbing cock against Andy's round, firm, denim-encased ass. Andy started gyrating his beefy ass against Barney's throbbing fuckrod, and Howard's big hand was massaging the hefty bulge in Andy's jeans as he tongued his erect nipples and licked the sweat from his hairy chest.
Without warning, Howard stopped the action, and went over to the pile of tackle that lay on the floor. He grabbed Andy's prize fishing rod, and flexed it in his hands as though it were some sort of whip. Again, his eyes smoldered and his voice was both authoritive and sexy as all hell. An evil grin spread across his handsome face.
"ANDY, DROP YOUR JEANS AND YOUR SHORTS NOW AND BEND OVER THE TABLE!!" Sheriff Andy Taylor was now putty in the hands of county clerk Howard Sprague......and he LOVED it!
When Andy had dropped his tight jeans and his shorts, he bent over the rustic table, his bare, round, hairy rump awaiting one helluva thrashing at the powerful hands of Howard "Wildcat" Sprague"!
Like an expert fencer, Howard whipped the fishing rod through the air, and it lashed into Andy's hairy ass with a nasty-sounding THHHIIPPPPPP!!!! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Andy yowled loudly as his prize fishing rod lashed into his quivering, hairy ass. Already red, stinging welts were criss-crossing Andy's jiggling, furry butt, and again and again Howard brought the rod down across the hunky sheriff's firm, manly ass. TTHHIIPP THHHIIPPP THIP THIP THIP THIP TTHHIPPPPPPP THIP THIPPPPPPP Andy yelped and yowled as Howard thrashed the living daylights out of Andy's hairy ass. Andy's red, blistered ass soon looked like as though some joker had marked out a tic-tac-toe game across his hairy ass. Howard's cock pounded harder now as he heard Andy begin to cry. Andy sobbed and bawled like a nine-year old boy, but he was loving every moment of it; every fiery, stinging lash to his furry, jiggling ass made his thick cock pound harder as Andy humped the edge of the table. All this time, Barney was sitting on the sofa, his pants and briefs down to his ankles, his skinny legs sread wide, busy fisting his throbbing, drooling donkey-dick as he watched Howard thrash Andy's ass with the fishing rod. Every crack of the fishing rod lashing into his best pal's red, hairy ass....every sob and manly groan from Andy.....every snarling cuss word that Howard spouted, caused Barney's cum-loaded nuts to churn even more.
Finally Howard tossed aside the rod and knelt behind Andy. "Don't worry, Andy," Howard spoke, in the soothing tone a dad might use after having had to paddle his son. "Your ol' pal Howard is gonna make you feel real good now......just take it easy there, old fella."
Andy choked back sobs and moaned as Howard's tongue gingerly bathed the red, blazing welts that criss-crossed Sheriff Taylor's beefy butt. Howard moaned as his hot tongue slowly slithered across each red, fiery welt. Barney, still on the sofa, was still slowly whacking off, really enjoying the hot show before his beady little eyes.
Then Howard stood up, and again pulled Andy to him. He kissed the tear-stained face of the manly sheriff gently but with great passion, his firm hands gently rubbed Andy's flaming, blistered buns, slipping his fingers into Andy's hairy, sweaty crack to poke out his tight, sweaty pucker......Andy moaned, in total bliss................. A few minutes later, the three horny men were on the floor, engaged in a hot, sizzling, masculine three-way. Howard, with his jeans and shorts down to his ankles, was on his back on the floor, and his fat cock jutted upwards, buried between Andy's furry, well-striped mounds. Barney was behind Andy, and he had wedged as much of his ten-inch boner as he could alongside Howard's meaty cock, and now, Sheriff Andy Taylor's hairy ass was wrapped around TWO fat, meaty, prostate-pounding boners!!
"YEEEEEAAAHHH, ANDY, " Barney snarled loving the feel of his hard shaft rubbing against Howard's as Andy's tight hole clutched them tightly. YYEEAAHHHH...TELL ME YOU DON'T LIKE THIS, BIG FELLA!! YOU KNOW YOU DO, DAMMIT!!"
Howard's hand was pumping Andy's throbbing cock, his fist now slick and sticky with Andy's free-flowing lube.
Andy moaned and cussed, going nearly out of his mind with raw, male ecstacy. He had TWO fat cocks up his hairy, well-whupped ass, and his fat cock was bieng royally yanked by his pal Howard's strong fist. His hairy balls swung back and forth, his throbbing dong aiming right for Howard's handsome face.
"AAAUUGGHH...UUUGHHHHH...UUGHHHHHHHH.....AAWWWWFFFUUCCKKKK!!" Andy bellowed as his overloaded nuts blew. His fat cock began spraying gob after thick gob of sheriff spunk all over Howard's face, mustache, and hairy chest. Howard's tongue was already at work, lapping up as much as Andy's load as he could.
As Andy's pulsating, well-filled sphincter clutched at the two invading members, both Howard and Barney hit thier peaks. Howard shot first, his thick, scalding load of hot clerk cum blasting the sweaty depths of Andy's hairy rump. As Howard's cock shot off, it caused Barney to blast his well, his massive shaft unleashing a torrent of thick, sticky spooge deep between Andy's well-thrashed buns.
The two hot loads mingled as one in Andy's cock-filled rump, and the sticky sperm slithered out of his hairy chute, coating Barney's and Howard's dueling dongs. Andy felt that he had just been fucked by sex-crazed horse, his sweaty body heaving and panting.
Both cocks made a wet slurping sound as they pulled out of Andy's sore, red, hairy, well-worn ass. Hot spunk dribbled down his hairy crack, and he collapsed against Howard, who still had quite a bit of Andy's cum all over his handsome face. Andy's hot tongue slithered along Howard's trim, cum-slathered mustache, Howard moaning with delight as his hairy arms held Andy tightly.
Barney had stretched out belly-down on the floor, and was now busy lapping the thick, sticky cum from between his best buddy's furry, red-striped buns. Andy moaned as Barney's tongue tortured his sensitive, cock-stretched hole.
"Lord, Howard, that was realllllll gooood," Andy moaned " Glad me and ol' Barn here were able to bring out the wildcat in you!"
"Yeah, that's true, Andy," Howard replied, feeling his sticky, sweaty cock begin to twitch again. "But, y'know, us wildcats like to get FUCKED as much as we enjoy FUCKING!" Hearing that, Andy chuckled, feeling his own dick begin to stiffen again. And Barney just grinned broadly and thought, "Somehow, I don't think we're gonna be catchin' much fish this weekend......" THE END Hope you guys enjoyed! Feedback and comments are ALWAYS welcome!