This is a work of fiction. It is completely not true and all made up. It is based on another one of my screwed up dreams. It contains sexual situations and acts between young teenage boys. If you don't like to read this kind of stuff or you aren't even old enough to be reading this then leave now. If you like it kewl, if you don't oh well. But if you do send me a mail and let me know. MOONWEEZLE9@AOL.COM (mailto:MOONWEEZLE9@AOL.COM)
KENTUCKY CHAOS Chapter 3
As I opened the trap door to the root cellar the sight scared the hell out of me. The under side of the trap door was smeared with fresh blood from some ones hand. Matter of fact smeared from some ones small hand like a child's. I immediately got anxiouse and worried about my little cousin and cocked my shotgun and started into the dark cellar. I couldn't hardly see a few inches in front of my face. I took a few steps and felt a string brush against my face so I reached for it and pulled. Sure enough it was a string connected to a hanging light. As the light came on a long dark tunnel revealed itself to me. I wanted so badly to go down it to look for my little cuz, but I knew I couldn' t do that with out some kind of light. Since my flashlight wouldn't last I was stuck at the entrance. As I stood there I could smell something kind of raunchy. I couldn't quite make out what it was but it was nasty smelling. As I stood there I remembered Jimmy tied up to the tree outside and decided I better go and check on him for now. As I made my way back to the tree I had my gun up and at the ready just incase that bastard Ben tried to surprise me. Just as I came up to the boy tied to the tree I heard a rustling in the trees to my left I raised my gun and pointed it that direction. "Alright you soma bitch come the hell out of there!" I screamed as I was ready to shoot. Just as I was about to pull the trigger from shaking so damn much being scared I heard, "Johnny it's me Sheriff Wilson put the gun down son." I did as he asked and lowered the gun. As I did I could see the sheriff and his deputy follow him out of the bushes with their guns drawn. "Where's the person ya shot son? How bad ya shoot eem?" he asked with his hills accent. I told him where I had seen him and where I shot him at. The deputy walked cautiously over in the direction I said and pointing his gun in front of him. "SHERIFF! I got blood over here." He yelled to us. The sheriff and I walked over to where the deputy was and sure enough there were spots of blood on the ground and bushes where he was rushing at me from. "Owt damn boy ya musta plugged eem pretty good." The sheriff said when he saw how much blood was there. As bad as I wanted Cody back I just hope I didn't have to live with knowing I killed some one on my mind for the rest of my life. We walked about a hundred yards or so following the blood trail till we found a nearly life less body hiding in the bushes. Sure enough it was Ben. I had sprayed him squarely in the left arm and shoulder with buck shot. He was covered in blood and his color seemed pretty pale. As bad as I wanted to kill him when I shot him, I didn't want him to die. If he did I may never find out where my Code Man was. The sheriff and deputy carried the boys bleeding body back to the shack where they could try to save him. As we walked back to the shack the deputy called in for an ambulance to meet us at the shack for an emergency extraction. "Please sheriff don't let him die." I said now getting worried. As we got to the shack the 2 cops laid the fucker I shot down, and the sheriff helped the other boy get free from the tree. He was now delirious from dehydration and the level of the beating he had taken. The sheriff called in for another ambulance for him as well. A while later the medics showed up and tended to the 2 boys near death. "Son Why ina hell ya so worried bout that boy fer? Didn't ya say he tortured ya in this place and left ya fer dead in tha woods?" the sheriff asked me. "Cus sheriff if he dies we may never find Cody. I have to find him sheriff I can' t just let him disappear like he has. And that bastard is the only one that knows where he is." I replied. Now that the sheriff knew where the shack was he
decided to check it out. I followed him inside both of us with guns ready. Lets face it we're in a rural area and a boy my age with a shot gun in my hand is no major deal. We walked down to the basement where my physical torture had taken place. I still had burn marks all over me where those fuckers had electrocuted me with the light cord. As we walked down into the basement again a flood of fear and despair came over me when I saw the light cord, laying in the floor next to the chair I was restrained to. I stopped dead in my tracks and started to shake. The sheriff noticed this and reassured me, "Son I know ya went through hell down here, but I'm gonna need ya ta help me no." I shook off my fears temporarily with the thought of Cody popping back in my head. I was so worried I was never going to see his cute little face again. The thought of that drove me to push on further into the search for him. I explained to the sheriff about the root cellar and he agreed that we needed more light to check out the tunnel down there. We retreated back outside where there were a few state police now present and my granny was here now to. As I walked up to her she busted out in tears. "Oh Johny I thought yow was hurt. Thank ya lord for keeping eem safe. Did ya find Cody? Lord I hope he's ok. I can' t lose him not like this." She said through tears. The sheriff walked up to us and explained the situation to my grandma. When he was done he turned to me, "Now Johny we're a gonna go into that tunnel and check it out. Now I'm a gonna let ya go with us, but I want ya ta stay in behind me." He said in his hillbilly. I agreed and back into hell as I called it we went. We descended down into the root cellar past the blood smeared trap door and into the lower level where the tunnel entrance was. Once down in the lower cellar I took up position behind the sheriff and a state trooper who was leading
the way. We had a few flashlights and a large bright flood light with us to light our way into hell. We walked for quite a ways till we came to an old wooden doorway at the end of a smaller tunnel that branched off the main tunnel. It had a new pad lock on it so we knew some one was here very recently. The
sheriff quietly put his ear up to the door to listen for noises on the other
side of it. A second later he pulls back and says, "I'm not sure but I think I hear noises behind there." He said. We stepped back and the trooper blasted the pad lock a few times with his shot gun blasting it to pieces. We all three had our guns ready and then kicked the door open and entered through it quickly. As soon as we opened the door a fowl stench came out of it. It was the same thing I smelled earlier in the root cellar but a lot stronger now. As we entered we shined our lights around and I thought I was in a mid evil dungeon in England or maybe we had just entered the very bowels of hell. There were 4 boys all of different ages and states of near death chained up and gagged to the walls and in cages. "SOMA BITCH!!!" the sheriff screamed cared shitless over what he has just seen. We checked all of the boys and so far they were alive, just barely though. They seemed to range in age from 10 to
maybe 13 or 14, and they were all naked and bound to their shackles. But so far there was no sign of Cody. The sheriff ran as fast as he could back to the tunnel entrance and had his deputy call everyone he could to come out here for a county wide emergency. He came running back in with his deputy and another state trooper behind him with blankets and what ever else they could find in their cars to cover the boys with since it was so cold down here. I mean it was cold, see your breathe cold down here. We released the boys and wrapped them up in the blankets to try and save their lives. I walked around a corner in the chamber and found another door. "SHERIFF! I found another door over here!" I said waving my flash light at him. He ram to me and broke the door down and we went in. we scanned the room right to left with the flashlight and found the other boy that was in the shack with me and Cody. I walked over to him and checked him. He was alive but beaten very badly. He was also chained to the wall and naked like the other boys. I took my jacket off and laid in on him to warm him up. "OH MY GOD!" the sheriff said in pure horror. I turned to him and what I saw sank my heart to the floor. "CODY!!" I screamed as I ran to him. He was laying on the floor naked and half covered in blood. His wrists and ankles were chained to the wall behind him and he was gagged with a rag. The smell we learned quickly was from where all of the boys had went to the bathroom on them selves, they had no choice to. "Oh my god Code Man wake up please!" I said as I tried to bring him back to reality. He didn't respond to me. "Move son let me check eem out." The sheriff said moving me aside and checking Cody for a pulse. "Ok he's still alive, but barely. He's gotta weak pulse, we need to git eem outa here fast." The sheriff said scared we may loose him. We had to find some way to get all of these boys out of these chains so we can get them to the hospital. "Jimmy run yer ass out side and git that hacksaw outa the trunk of ma cruiser. Call for a helicopter and a couple more ambulances to git up here to. We gotta git these younguns to a hospital before it's to late." The sheriff yelled to his deputy. A few minutes later the deputy ran back in with the hack saw and we started cutting the boys bindings and chains to free them. We cut loose the worst off of the boys first to get them out if there. The worst being Cody and the other boy he was locked in the room with. The sheriff took his jacket off and wrapped Cody in it and scooped him up and ran with him back to the root cellar with me following closely behind. B the time we got into the basement of the shack we heard the helicopter landing in the clearing just behind the shack. I was hysterical now wondering if my little cousin was going to live. As we ran outside my grandma seen the sheriff carrying Cody's limp near lifeless body out and she freaked when she saw al of the blood on him. "OH LORD NO! DON'T LET EEM BE DEAD!" she screamed out not knowing he was alive or dead. " Granny he's still alive for now, but we gotta git him to a hospital soon." I said to her. Once ths helicopter was on the ground the sheriff ran Cody over
to it and let the flight nurse load him on a stretcher. A few seconds later one of the troopers was rushing out of the shack with the other badly beaten boy and he and the nurse also placed him on a stretcher. Once booth boys were loaded into the chopper off it went carrying the nearly lifeless boys to their salvation. One by one the rest of the boys were carried out of the hell hole and loaded into ambulances. One of the boys walked out on his own power, just barely though. He didn't seem to mind one bit that he was as naked as the day he was born and there was a now a large number of people there to see him that way. He
made his way to one of the ambulances and got inside and rode with one of the other boys to the hospital. My grandma watched in amazement and horror as naked, mistreated, and nearly dead boys were being brought out of that place. " O my lord what kinda sick soma bitch could do something like that?" she asked in shock. So I told her. "The same sick bastard I shot and almost killed granny. No I wish he had died for what he has done." The sheriff collected me and my grandma and we followed the train of ambulances to the local hospital. All the way there my mind was racing with "what if" thoughts. Then the idea of Cody actually dying popped into mind and I broke down crying in the sheriffs car. My grandma seen me and hugged me and said, "Awd damn it string bean don't cry son ya found eem and he's alive. If it wasn't fer ya bein so damn stubborn he'd be dead now and we'd probly never found eem. And just think of them other younguns that was in there to. Ya saved them to." "Damn right Johny yer a hero! You just saved 6 boys from dying a cruel and painful death. You are a damn hero whether ya think ya are or not." The sheriff insisted. Hearing that made me feel better, but I was still scared I was gonna lose my Code Man. If it weren't for me telling him to meet me at that one god awful spot of all places he would be fine now, but on the other hand their might be five other dead boys now if I hadn't told him to meet me there. Well how did you like this one? Will Cody survive? If you want to know keep reading. If you have read any of my other stories you know I like to set up the story first then get to the hot stuff a little ways into it. I promise you though if you liked it keep reading and there will be some hot stuff to cum.