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The warden said he would welcome the company of men after dealing with bitches most of the day and he agreed to accompany them out to the quarters. On the way out, Eamon shared how much he had enjoyed spending some one on one time with Arnold. He also shared that their friend had a very marked submissive side and that he had shared his piss with the handsome young lawyer.

"That's something I haven't enjoyed in quite some time" William said. "We used to have piss nights at the Esquire Club and some of the men and boys were quite into that fetish. I know our boys have dabbled a little bit, most notably their piss play in those great outdoor showers when we were all at the lake."

"Remember I missed that because I had to come back to town earlier than everyone else" the sheriff said.

"Oh, that's right" William said. "Well, it was fun to watch. Our boys were running around in that outdoor shower pissing all over each other and seeing who could piss the farthest. I'm not sure whether any of them tried tasting it but they were all intrigued by the idea that pissing could be fun."

"It's another one of those things I just ain't never thought about" Randy said. "But for some reason, the thought of you pissing in our handsome friend's mouth is getting' my dick goin'. Did Arnold ask you to do it?"

"Not with words, Randy" Eamon said. "It's something that just sort of happens usually. I can usually recognize a man who wants to be dominated. I didn't pick up on it with Arnold at all till we got into that bathroom. He suddenly became very boy-like. It was the tone of his voice. The way he answered `yes, sir' to everything I said and the way he averted his eyes from mine. Apparently he had a superior officer in the navy who brought it out in him. I think he's really missed it and that's why he asked me to stay for the weekend. I was very wrong in my initial assessment of Arnold. I thought he was cocky and a bit arrogant but I was wrong. Men who are as good-looking and as educated as Arnold is often come off that way. It wasn't until I fed him a cumload and he just held my cock in his mouth. At that moment, he stopped averting my gaze and looked straight into my eyes. He had a look that I can't explain. But I knew what he wanted. He wanted to totally submit himself to me. And I was glad to give him that moment."

"It sounds hotter than hell although I ain't sure I could ever do it on the givin' or the receivin' end" Randy said.

"I know most people think of it as nasty but it's one of the most truly intimate acts two people can ever perform together" Eamon said.

"I hope we'll be able to move on all the men involved in the cuttings at the church house by next week" William said. "I think it's taken too long already. Those boys must feel like justice will never get done but Abe and Howard are such sticklers. They want every' I' dotted and every `t' crossed. I do believe we're there thought and ready to go when we get back from Raleigh. It's been a huge job to track all those assets and account for every possible dime but Howard's team has done an amazing job. I expect to spend a little time with Abe in Raleigh going over the logistics of the operation. It's amazine how every single boy whose father participated in the cuttings were crazy rich except for Kurt and Rafe. Apparently that preacher and Philip's dad did one helluva job targeting some of the richest men in the state. Every one of those boys w3ill be loaded so it's been a real challenge to set up trusteeships for all those boys."

As they were about to walk out the door, Ben Weaver stormed in. Ben was one of the richest men in Gayberry after he inherited the general store from his father. He was pushing seventy years old and very tall and thin with a head full of white hair.

"Goddammit, sheriff, it's time to get them Scobeys off my property!" Ben said. "Now I been patient and you been putting me off but I'm done!. I want that family off of my fucking property and I want it done now. I know you put things off, pretending Lester lost his glasses,then organizing a rummage sale to try to pay off the note but none of that's worked. The full amount of the mortgage is due and I want that family off of my motherfucking property!"

"Now, Ben, you know Lester's a good man" Randy said. "It ain't is fault he got laid off over at the mill. He's been sellin' vegetables out of his garden and helpin out some of the other farmers when they need help but it just ain't been enough for him to put food on the table for his family and pay his mortgage. I think you need to give him a little more time. I know he'll eventually catch things up."

"I ain't okay with him catching things up. I want him off my goddamned proiperty!"

"Why is it you're in such a hurry, Ben" the sheriff asked. "Is it because your son, Fizzy, is pushin' you to build a warehouse on that property? That's what I been hearin' over at the barber shop. Now tell me, Ben, is that the truth?"

"That's none of your motherfuckin' business! And you leave Fizzy out of this! You know I've made amends for that boy's wild streak and I believe he's on the straight and narrow now" the old man said. "I paid off them two girls' families for the procedures and a pretty penny to keep their mouths shut. But I believe Fizzy's straightened up. But that ain't really your business is it?"

"Lester Scobey is one of the nicest, finest men that ever lived in this town. Since he got back from the military, he's hit a rough patch financially. But he's a patriot who served this country in the military and now he's home with a wife and an eight-year old daughter. Ben, when I was out there the other day, that cute little thing had lost one of her front teeth. It was so cute how she was havin' trouble sayin' any words with the letter `s' in them."

"That's all well and good, sheriff, but if you don't get Lester Scobey and his family off of my property, I'll have somebody else do it and I'll also see to it that the people of this town never give you another fucking vote. I'll see to it that somebody else is wearing that badge."

"All right, all right, all right, Ben" the sheriff said. "I'll take care of it. I know it's your property and you do have the right to evict the Scobey family. I'll head out there in a few minutes and take care of it although I'll be honest with you that I ain't lookin' forward to this. I got one more very important errand to run and then I'll head out to the Scobey place and take care of this shit."

"That's not my problem, sheriff" Ben said angrily. "And I'll be driving myself out there in a little bit to make sure you're doing your job. Now good day!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" Randy said as the man left, slamming the front door of the court house.

As soon as Ben left, the warden, William and he gathered their things to head over to the quarters. They had arrived at the quarters after picking up some crusty day-old bread. "

Let's go in here and fuck with these assholes" Randy said. "I'm really kind of in the mood."

The minute they walked into the large space, Randy began to shout.

"Listen up, you bunch of creepy goddamned assholes" the sheriff said. "We've had a rough mornin' and we ain't in the mood to put up with a bit of your bullshit. We're going to do quick baths on ever' one of you and, if you behave, give you some food and water. If you don't you'll go right back on that fuckin' wall with nothin'. And we're goin' out of town for a few days so there may not be nobody checkin' on you sons of bitches. So you better listen the fuck up and behave."

"Warden Biden has agreed to give you an update on Mr. Print and Thor, whom he took up to Statesville" William said as he released Jack and Roy Smith and Mark the disciple from the wall, each of the three captors taking a prisoner to wash. The men were extremely weak and all had trouble moving their limbs. They were also too weak from lack of food to make any moves.

"Well, fellas, I'm afraid the news on your friends isn't too good" the warden began.

"Them sons of bitches weren't my goddamn friends!" P.T. said. "Fuck them and that young boy you took with you to buttfuck. You stole that boy from his own paw and then took his paw off to prison so he couldn't tell nobody what you done!"

"Shut the fuck up, P.T." William yelled at his father-in-law. "I been dealin' with your cunt daughter this morning and I do not intend to listen to your bullshit."

"So you've brought Judith back here to Gayberry" P.T. said. "Were you starting to miss the mother of your children? Are we going to have a sweet reconciliation and a family celebration? That girl is a miracle worker and she's always been able to work you and bend you to her will. She's got a mighty fine pussy and she always has. She knows how to use that slice of cunt too."

"That cunt is in a cell and she'll never see you or our sons again" William said. "That is a motherfucking promise. I let her and you play me for too long but it will never happen again."

"We'll just see about that" P.T. said with a sly smile.

"As I was saying, the news about Mr. Print and Thor is not good" the warden said. Thor is no longer with us and Mr. Print is in the intensive care ward of the prison with fewer testicles and no nipples, compared to when he left here. Apparently one of the crazies was hungry for some titty and he bit off both of Charles' nipples before the guards could stop him. He may survive. I hope so because I really want him to experience Angola Prison."

"Oh my God Almighty Holy Jesus!" Preacher Smith began to wail. "We won't be rescued. We are doomed. We have always been doomed. All of Mrs. Sligh's and Barrow's predictions about how we would be rescued were nothin' but motherfucking lies. We'll never get out of this fucking goddamned, godforsaken shithole!"

"Shut the fuck up, preacher" P.T. shouted. "I told every fucking one of you not to say another motherfucking word. These men will use anything we say against us. I'm sure that Thor and Mr. Print are just fine. They've probably been well-fed and are plotting how to rescue all of us. So stop talking to these lying assholes."

Randy had been washing the disciple who had been totally silent except for some sniffling.

"Hey guys, come over here for a second" the sheriff said. "That damned Elastrator is doing exactly what it's supposed to do. This guy used to have a nice big pink set of low-hangin'nuts on him. Now they're just withering the fuck away. They're kind of gray and he says he can't feel his nuts at all anymore. I think in a few more days, they'll just disappear like they do on a bull or a goat."

The men observed the boy's withering nut sack and shared a laugh as the disciple sobbed.

"Please cut that band off my nuts" the boy begged. "Life ain't worth livin' if I don't get to use my cock. It just ain't. Even if I get out of here, I'll just be laughed at. A man without a set of nuts ain't no longer a man. It was bad enough you cut the skin off of my dick but now you're takin' my nuts too. I might as well be dead."

"I don't guess he'll be tormenting any more folks with that dick of his" the warden said. "Looks like it's still bleeding where you ripped that gauze off."

"Yeah and the poor son of a bitch don't even got the energy to scream" the sheriff said. "He's just beggin' me to go ahead and kill him and put him out of his misery. But we ain't doin' that. He caused a whole lot of misery to folks and he has a lot more in store for him."

The disciple and Preacher Smith were now wailing.

"You heard him, brother!" the preacher howled. "They're gonna give us more pain that we can stand. Sweet Lordy Jesus please come and take me, your loyal, humble servant home to paradise. Please don't subject me no further to the heathenistic, sadistic assholes who would cause me to suffer as you did on the cross. Lord Jehovah, come and take me now!"

"I ain't seein' no signs of angels or a chariot comin' to get you, preacher" the sheriff laughed. "I guess you're stuck here with us for at least a while longer. You see the nutsacks on them disciples? At least you won't have to suffer that. I believe we're gonna slice yours off with a knife. But not a really sharp knife. We may use an old rusty one on you. And your day is comin' soon. Real soon! Your day and the day all them other men in your church never thought would happen. I want to read off a list of names to you and you tell me what these names have in common, preacher."

Reverend Smith had gone silent, not knowing what was about to happen. William pulled a piece of folded paper from his pocket and handed it to the sheriff. The sheriff unfolded the paper and began to read a list of names.

"Mick Thornton, Phil Grissom, Billy Chappell" William read from the list, briefly pausing between the names.

Reverend Smith looked horrified and began to just scream at the top of his lungs. The other, except for the reverend's brother looked confused.

"Shut the fuck up, preacher or I'll just go ahead and cut your fucking tongue out right now" William said.

The reverend managed to stop screaming but his body was now on the floor and he was sobbing so hard that his entire body was shaking.

"Steve Felding, Gordon Stallworth, and George Smallwood round out the list" William said. "Of course, as you know Mr. Smallwood died from cancer so he has escaped the day of reckoning here on this earth. And one last name we can't leave off. Your dear brother, Jack Smith."

The two disciples and P.T looked confused as they didn't recognize any of the names on the list. Barrow recognized the names and began to figure out what was going on.

"Oh fuck, somebody's been talking" Barrow said. "Somebody's been shooting his mouth off and spilling his guts. Who was it, Preacher? Who's the traitor? Who is the fucking Judas?"

"Hold on, Barrow" William said. "Mark and Luke still don't know what these names mean and neither does P.T." You boys know I am a great believe in fairness. So, Reverend Smith, why don't you share with your friends who these men are."

The reverend's bath was finished and he was now just lying on the floor shaking, his body wracked with sobs, unable to even speak.

"That fuckin' pussy brother of mine can't even speak" Jack Smith said. "He's just a pussy like he's always been. I shouldn't never have listened to a goddamned word the son of a bitch said. I knew better. Hell, I had a good lookin' wife and I had all the pussy I wanted from his cute little teen aged daughter. She even told me she'd fix me up with her young friends who had a thing for daddy dick. I had it all goin' for me and I let t hat worthless piece of human garbage fuck it up. The names you just called is the fathers of them boys that got their dick skin cut down at my brother's goddamned church. But there's a name missin' from the list. It's that motherfuckin' elder Michael Hunt that you men brought in here with Roy's wife the night you made us watch her get fucked. That asshole has to be the traitor. Elder Hunt has to be the Judas."

"Ding! Ding!" the sheriff shouted. "You win some kind of prize, Jack!"

They were again chaining Jack Smith and Disciple Mark to the wall. The reverend was still just lying on the floor, his body shaking as he sobbed. They then got Barrow, P.T. and the Disciple Luke from the wall and started to bathe them.

"There's a piece of the puzzle you may not even know, Jack" William said. "Seems your brother wasn't content with just the sadistic pleasure he got from torturing young boys but once he hooked up with Michael Hunt, they decided there was lots and lots of money to be made in blackmailing the other fathers who took part in this shit. In order to ensure that the men would pay up, the elder and your genius brother had cameras installed in the church. There's photographic evidence of every incident. You are quite handsome, Jack. And you've now been caught on candid camera. Smile, motherfucker!"

"Roy!" Jack Smith bellowed. "Brother, how could you be so goddamned stupid? Do you know what this means? Please tell me it ain't so, brother. Please just say the words. We could've talked our way out of this with our white buddies on the jury. Now they may have to convict us. You are one stupid little motherfucker and you've sealed our fate now."

Reverend Smith was silent except for his sobs.

"Oh goddamn!" Jack Smith said. "We are so fucked that we need a new word for fucked! So are all of them fuckers whose names you called in jail? Have they been arrested?"

"No, they're still free and going about their daily lives" William said. "They are going about their business. I'm sure they're all relieved about the disappearance of the reverend and yourself."

"Well that ain't fuckin' fair at all!" Jack Smith said. "They're all out walkin' free and goin' on with their lives while we been chained to this goddamned motherfuckin' wall, naked and starved near to death!" We been through hell while all them sons of bitches are walkin' free? That ain't fuckin' fair and you know it!"

"Life is rarely fair" the warden said, getting up in Jack Smith's face. "I would've thought you might have learned that by now but I guess some men really are too fucking stupid to breathe. Why don't we see if my thick black man lips can get that pretty dick of yours hard, Jack? "

The warden then spit right into the man's face. His saliva landed squarely between the handsome man's eyes and Jack was furious but with his arms chained overhead to the wall, there was absolutely nothing he could do..

"Let me out of these motherfuckin' chains and ropes, you cocksuckers!" he screamed. "I'll fuckin' kill you for that shit. No nigger gets by with that kind of shit in North Carolina! You'll be hangin' from a tree, you sorry cocksuckin' animal!"

"You're really scaring me, Jack" the warden laughed in his face. "What are you going to do to me? I'm standing here waiting. Now that that little white boy dick of yours is clean, I might just want to play with it for a while. You wouldn't like that would you, Jack? A black man playing with your superior white cock. I bet you can't even get it hard for me Jack."

The baths were finished and all the men back on the wall.

"Why don't we just see if these big black lips of mine can get your white boy dick hard, Jack?" the warden asked as he ran his fingers through the man's thick pubes and began to slide his foreskin back and forth over the cockhead.

Jack's cock was still flaccid as the tall, handsome black warden knelt in front of him and sucked the length of the man's penis into his mouth, taking him all the way in one sucking motion. Jack gasped at the warmth and wetness of the mouth on his penis but, at the same time, was angry and humiliated in his nakedness and helplessness.

"Get off of my cock, you monkey-fucking son of a bitch!" Jack screamed as he wiggled and squirmed trying to pull his cock away. His efforts were futile.

"Relax, Jack!" William said. "It certainly isn't every day a worthless redneck son of a bitch gets his cock sucked by one of the top law enforcement officials in the state. Just relax and enjoy it."

William had stepped in close to them and he began to rub and knead Jack's round buttocks with the fine blonde hair covering them. He slowly inched his index finger closer and closer to the man's hole and Jack almost imperceptibly spread his legs wider as the warden continued to work his magic on the man's sensitive meat.

"Resist temptation, my beloved brother" Preacher Smith began to preach loudly. "Even as our Lord was tempted by Satan and resisted so shall you be able to resist the workings of this Satan in human form. Resist, my brother, the temptations of the flesh. Resist the urge to become erect. It is the work of the devil!"

"Shut the fuck up, Roy!" Jack screamed at his brother. "That mouth feels too good on my fuckin' meat! I don't want to fuckin' resist. I want to give this son of a bitch a hot load of my cream and shoot it all the way down in his belly. Oh goddamn! That feels wonderful."

"Is the warden s good at suckin' cocks as the preacher's daughter was, Jack?" the sheriff asked. "I bet you fed that horny little bitch plenty of your man cream, didn't you?"

Jack was silent as his now hard cock continued its rhythmic slides into and out of the warden's mouth. The warden suddenly pulled off the cock and looked up at the man he had been sucking.

"Answer the sheriff, Jack or you get no more sucking" the warden said.

"Oh goddamn, you can't do this!" Jack yelled. "Come on, it ain't gonna take long. Please just finish me off. Just let me shoot. Use your hand or mouth or whatever, I don't give a fuck! Just please let me shoot!"

Jack's hard dick was jumping and twitching as the warden slowly slid the man's spit-soaked foreskin over the cockhead slowly, tormenting the man.

"Answer the man and I'll finish you off, Jack" the warden said quietly.

"All right, goddammit!" Jack Smith shouted. "Yeah, I let the little bitch suck me off! She didn't like it at first but she got into it later. She loved suckin' that dick while I'd finger that tight little puss of hers. She had one of the tightest little pussies I ever run across. When I first started fuckin' her she was virgin and she kept sayin' it hurt but she got used to it and then she couldn't get enough of it. She'd skip school and she had a key to her daddy's church. We'd meet t here and fuck all fuckin' day. The bitch ended up lovin' the taste of my fuck cream! Now, for God's sake, finish suckin' my dick!"

"Brother, are you sayin' that you and my virginal daughter met at my fuckin' church and had sex?" the outraged preacher asked.

"Oh shut the fuck up, Roy!" Jack yelled. "Nothin' I did in that little shithole buildin' could compare to what you and all your elder buddies did to them boys out there."

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it, Jack" Roy said. "I saw you always got a hardon when we stripped them boys naked. I don't miss much and you was just as hard as any of us! Especially the day we cut that handsome son of yours!"

"I think we got our answers, boys" the warden said, standing up and wiping his mouth with his handkerchief.

"Ain't you gonna finish me off, warden?" Jack Smith asked him, his hard dick still dancing on its own. "You said you'd finish me off if I answered. You can't just leave me here high and dry."

"Guess I'm a liar in addition to being a monkeyfucker and a cocksucker" the warden said as the captors joined him in laughing at the naked man chained to the wall, his hard dick dancing before him. "You might want to remember how good my monkey mouth felt on that uncut meat of yours. Those nuts could get cut off at any time and youy'll never enjoy a hot, warm, wet mouth again, assshole."

"Maybe we ought to just go ahead and cut the nuts off that motherfucker right now after what he done to my son" Randy said as a look of terror froze Jack Smith's face.

"No, no, no, please, no" he sputtered. "I didn't mean nothin' by what I said. Thaqt's just how menfolks talk when there's no bitches around. You know, just locker room talk."

"We ain't in no locker room, motherfucker, and that ain't no way to talk to a friend of mine. Yeah, I think it's a right good idea to go ahead and cut off at least one set of Smith brother nuts and maybe a cock too. You sure would be a good laugh in a locker room with no nuts and no cock, wouldn't you, Jack? You know we could just cut that cock right off in one easy swipe and stuff it down your throat."

Randy had now taken out his large pocket knife with its gleaming blade and was standing right in Jack Smith's face. Jack's cock had now gone soft and appeared to be trying to hide in the man's thick, dark blonde bush.

"It'd be a shame to cut off such a pretty cock as ole Jack's but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. One of the boys you cut is now my fucking son, Jack" the sheriff said in his quiet, dangerous voice. "You realize somebody's gonna have to pay for hurtin' one of my sons and for scaring the holy shit out of the other. This can't go unpunished. I just ain't decided yet which one of you Smith boys ought to feel the blade first."

"Precious Lord, take my hand!" Reverend Smith was now wailing as his brother began to cry and beg them not to touch him.

You Smith boys better be doin' some thinkin' and doin' it real fast. The day is approachin' for justice. Are you gonna take it like men or like the sniveling cowards I think both of you are? I think it's about time for us to get out of here" the sheriff said. "We got boys comin' home from school afore long. But I want you to think about somethin', Preacher Smith. I want you to imagine somethin' for me, if you will. Just imagine we got all them paws of the boys that got cut at your church together for a reunion. Just imagine we had them all at your little shithole church and just imagine they was all under arrest for cuttin' their boys and rapin' their sons and doin' all manner of nasty stuff. Just imagine we took away from them every single thing they owned in the world – their business, their homes, their fine cars, their boats, their jobs – every motherfuckin' thing they been workin' for all their lives. Just imagine that we showed them pictures of them men holding their own sons on a altar table while you was carvin' on their little peters. Just imagine how them men are gonna feel knowin' that you and Elder Hunt came to them and threatened to expose them with the pictures if they didn't give you shitloads of money. Just imagine if we tied you on that altar table and let all them men have their way with you. Just know that the day of reckoning is coming for all of you bastards and it will be sooner rather than later."

"No, please, sheriff!" the preacher began. "You can't do that! They'll kill me and my brother! Please! They'll tear me from limb to limb! There won't be enough left of me to bury."

"Well that's a good thing because our pine box is reserved for my dear father-in-law" William said. "We can just throw what's left of you in a goddamned dumpster somewhere."

"No, please, William! Don't put me back in the box!" P.T started to beg.

"Shut the fuck up, old man!" William said. "And you may be in there for a while cause me and Randy are takin' his two new sons up to Raleigh for the whole weekend. We're going to see Johnny and he's going to give the boys a tour of the campus where they're thinking about starting college next fall. So you could be in that box for several days."

As he was speaking, Randy and the warden had removed P.T. from the wall and had him in the wooden box which was sitting on the altar table. They made quick work of nailing him in as he screamed and begged them not to.

"We had bread and water for all of you but you've all misbehaved tonight so fuck every one of you" William said. "We may or may not have somebody check in on you while we're away but it could be several days before anybody does that. I want the preacher to think real hard about how much fun his reunion with all the elders of his church will be and I hope all you fellas have an absolutely lovely weekend! I think both of you disciple boys will likely be singing soprano by the time we get back."

The warden, the sheriff and William turned off the lights in the cavernous building, again plunging the men into total darkness. They left them, sobbing, begging, screaming, and cursing.

They headed back to the court house to find Deputy David and Sarge were just returning Toby and Mikayla Hunt after several hours of hard work renovating the halfway house the sergeant had rented from Arnold. The warden wanted to go back to the annex just to make sure things were okay there so William agreed to take him there on his way home to make sure everything was in order for the boys to have their snacks and get started on their homework. Deputy David and Sarge headed there also, as they had volunteered to fill in for the doctor and Sonny while they were away in Gatlinburg. Tobias and Mikayla were settled in their cells, exhausted from a very hard day's work.

Randy knew he couldn't delay going out to the Scobey place to deliver his bad news any longer. Randy thought this had to be the worst part of the job but he knew that Ben was the rightful owner of the property. He didn't know Lester Scobey well but the man had served his country and had come back to settle into the farm house he bought from Weaver with his wife, Helen. The couple had an eight year-old daughter, Mary and none of them had ever given any trouble to anyone as far as the sheriff knew. Randy thought Lester a nice looking fellow who was a couple of inches shorter than Randy with blonde hair he combed to the side. While Lester's hair was blonde on the top, it got darker down the sides of his head and the man always kept it trimmed nicely. Lester had a round face and a compact body, always dressed in plaid work shirts and jeans. Randy realized he couldn't put it off any longer and finally headed out to the Scobey place.

Lester's truck was pulled up under the large oak tree at the front of the white frame house. Randy walked up to the front door and knocked but initially no one responded. After knocking a little harder, Lester came to the door. The man looked sad which was unusual as the man had always had a friendly, warm smile when Randy had seen in on previous occasions.

"Lester, are you all right?" the sheriff asked.

"Yes, sheriff, thank you for askin'" the man said in his usual quiet, soft voice. "I' guess you'd like to come in."

"Thank you, Lester" the sheriff said. "Are Mary and Helen gone somewhere?"

"Yes, sir, they sure have" the handsome man said, trying to hold back tears.

Randy walked into the living room, following Mr. Scobey and saw that he had his pistol lying on an end table.

"Lester, buddy, what's going on here?" the sheriff asked. "You need to talk to me. Why is your pistol just settin' there on that table."

"Sheriff Gaylor, it just ain't no use in me even tryin' now" he said. "All I had were Helen and little Mary and now they're gone. There ain't no reason for me to go on. And now I won't even have a place to live."

"What in the world are you talkin' about, Lester" the sheriff asked. "Has somethin' happened to your wife and daughter? Has there been some kind of accident? What's goin' on here?"

Tears began to roll down the man's cheeks and Randy hugged him, leading to the sofa where he sat beside him.

"Sheriff, I thought I had a good life" Lester said. "It weren't perfect but I had a good job at the mill till I got laid off. I worked hard and never could understand why they laid me off. I had a nice house here and a wife to cook and clean and a daughter I just adored. But that's just how it looked to other folks. The truth ain't so pretty, sheriff. I guess I might as well tell you about it now. I got nothin' to lose. You remember I served in the military. My time in the service was the happiest I ever been in my whole life. It wasn't easy growin' up in my paw's house. We had plenty of food, plenty of money, and a very nice house but my paw prizes bein' a deacon at the Mount Airy First Presbyterian Church more than he ever prized anything. Ever'body in that town thinks he's a saint. But he was extremely strict and mean to me and my maw. He expected us to always be perfect so his reputation wouldn't be tarnished. I enlisted in the military the day after I graduated from high school and I was happier than I ever had been. Sure I missed my maw but I'd done lost all the respect I had for her cause of the way she let my daddy treat her. He was a mean man but I couldn't stop obeyin' him even when I was a soldier. I wrote home twice a week just like he ordered me to do. I was really, really happy for the first time in my life, sheriff. When my hitch was up I had decided to re-enlist but when I told my paw, he said I wouldn't be re-enlisting. He ordered me not to do that. He said there was a pretty young girl in his church that he had made plans for me to marry. I had known her before I was in the military but I don't recall ever havin' even spoke to her before I left home. Well, paw says he's already arranged with her and her folks for us to get married right away, the day I got home. I had never been able to do anything against my paw so that's what I did, sheriff. I came home and me and Helen got hitched in a little service the very night I got back to Mount Airy. My paw told me that him and Helen's dad had put a down payment payment on this very house for us right here in Gayberry and I never questioned a thing. I brought my bride back here after the weddin'."

"So you married this girl you really didn't know because your paw told you to and brought her to this house to live?" the sheriff asked.

"That's about the size of it, she riff" the man said as he continued to cry. "I don't think I can tell you the rest of it, sheriff. I'd be too embarrassed. I'd rather just die. I'd appreciate it if you'd see I was buried proper."

"No way will I do that, Lester" the sheriff said. "You're a good man who's a hard worker. There ain't no way I'll let you do that to yourself. You need to just talk it out. I'm a pretty good listener and you can bet you can unburden yourself without worryin' about me runnin' and tellin' folks what you tell me. That's a promise, buddy. You need to keep talkin'."

"What's it gonna matter, sheriff?" the man asked. "I can't stay here with everbody just laughin' at me."

"What are you talkin' about?" the sheriff asked. "So you and Helen got married and moved into this house. Is that right?"

"Yes, sir, Lester said.

"Well apparently y'all was pretty happy" the sheriff said. "It couldn't have been that long before you put a baby in her and y'all had little Mary."

"Not exactly, sheriff" the man said. "That's the embarassin' part. See, when I went off to the military, I'd never done nothin' with no girls. I hadn't done nothin' with no boys either cause my paw told me I had to keep myself pure for the Lord. I was afraid of my dad cause of the way he beat me and my maw, so I did. I was pure until I became a soldier. On the last night of basic trainin' I was asleep in my bunk just like ever' night. But that night I woke up feelin' somethin' wet and warm on my pecker. At first I thought I'd pissed myself, but then I realized there was somebody else in the bunk with me. He realized I'd woke up and he shushed me, promisin' that if I'd just stay quiet he'd make me feel better than I'd ever felt in my life. Sheriff, it was one of the buddies from my platoon suckin' me off. He had my cock all the way in his mouth and it felt amazin'. I couldn't have stopped him even if I wanted to. He was playin' with my nutsand rubbin' up against my hole as he sucked me off. Then he'd lick my thighs and jump back on my cock, takin' it all the way in his throat. From that night on I was hooked. Turned out all the boys in the barracks had been playin' around and I was too dumb to even realize it. From then on, I wanted all of that action I could get. I'd suck any cock that wanted sucked and I'd let anybody suck on mine. Like I said, I was happier in the military than I'd ever been. Turned out my commandin' officer had put my buddy up to sneakin' in my bunk cause even he liked doin' all that sex stuff too. After that night, I wanted to try everything there was to try and I did for the rest of my hitch. I can't tell you how disappointed I was when my paw ordered me to come home and get hitched instead of re-enlisting. I had no idea what to do with a girl in a bed and I didn't even care to try. I'd heard the other soldiers talk about how girls bled ever' month and the whole thing just somehow sounded kind of nasty to me. I knew I really enjoyed men but I just didn't know nothin' about women and I really weren't at all interested in learnin'. But it was an order from my dad so I buckled under and, like always, did exactly what he told me to do."

"Well, it seemed to work out pretty good" the sheriff said. "You and Helen seemed to get along and you had that beautiful little girl."

"Sometimes things aren't what they seem to be, sheriff" Lester said with tears rolling down his cheeks. "Helen was a real nice girl. But she belonged to my paw. She was always his girl. Her paw was on the board of deacons with my paw and they was best friends. They still are to this day but his buddy never knowed my daddy was slippin' his dick into his little girl. Paw poked her one too many times just as I was finishin' up my hitch in the military and my daddy got his best buddy's daughter pregnant. So Mary ain't really my child. She belongs to my paw, just like my wife does. She's belonged to my paw the whole time. After our weddin' I drove her back here to this house. I didn't know or suspect a thing about what had gone on between my bride and my paw. I was real shy and wasn't sure if she'd be expectin' me to stick my dick in her on our wedding night or not. But I didn't have to worry about that. I sat down with Mary on the sofa and was about to kiss her, thinkin' that would be what she expected. But she told me not to do that. She said my paw would be arrivin' shortly. I tried to ask her why my paw would be comin' to our house on our weddin' night but she wouldn't tell me nothin'. Then my paw showed up here. I about passed out when he walked in the door and took my new bride in his arms and started kissin' her right on her mouth with tongues and everything. And she kissed him right back. I thought I'd done went crazy. Then he took her in the master bedroom and started undressin' her. I asked him what was goin' on but he backhanded me, told me to shut up and knocked me in the floor. He told me not to get up or I'd regret it cause he'd break a few bones. I was stunned as I watched my own paw undress the girl I'd just married a few hours earlier. He told me I was gonna watch a real man fuck a woman the way she needs to be fucked. He said I'd always been a mama's boy and wouldn't ever be able to satisfy a woman.

"So your own paw came bargin' in on you and your bride on your weddin' night and started kissin' her? "Randy asked.

"That's exactly it, sheriff" Lester said. "Then he started squeezing her breasts and got her naked. He made me watch as he started puttin' his fingers up inside her. The real shock was how much she liked it. The rougher he got with her, the more she moaned and encouraged him to keep doin' that stuff.I swear this is exactly how it happened and I swore I ain't ever told another livin' soul about this. It feels so good to finally be tellin' another human. Thank you, sheriff, for lettin' me get all this offa my chest."

"It's all right, buddy" the sheriff said, putting an arm around the sad man and pulling him close.

"I feel better and safer right now than I felt since I got home from the service, sheriff" Lester said in his soft but masculine voice. I been afraid of my paw every day since then cause he's not a good man and I knew I had to do exactly what he said or he'd get rid of me."

"So did your paw have sexual intercourse with your new bride?" the sheriff asked.

"Yes, sir, he sure did but not till he stripped her naked with me on the floor in the room watchin' every move they made" Lester said. "I kept thinkin' she'd start fightin' him off at some point and make him stop but she was enjoyin' ever' minute of it. Then it just popped in my head that this wasn't the first time they'd done this. I ain't sure what made me realize it but it may have been when he just stood up beside the bed and snapped his fingers and pointed to his crotch. Helen seemed to know what that meant and she got down on her knees and started unzippin' his pants and takin' his dick out. When I saw her start suckin' on my paw's hard cock I about passed out. But the strangest part is that I started getting' hard watchin' my new bride suck my paw's hard cock off right in front of me. Then, while Helen was suckin' him off, he started talkin' to me. He told me how he'd been fuckin' Helen secretly for a while. He told me about how her paw was his best friend and how they'd served on the board of deacons together. He said she'd just caught his eye at a church social and how they just couldn't resist fuckin ` each other. He said his friend didn't know nothin' about it and how he'd proposed that his good buddy's daughter marry his son. The man agreed and it was all done. That's why paw made me come home from the military and get married. He'd done knocked Helen up and he had to provide a husband or he could get caught and his reputation ruined. He said he hated to disappoint me but I wouldn't be getting' no pussy on my wedding night or any night after that as Helen's pussy belonged to him. He said my mama didn't know nothin' about it and if I ever said a word, he'd put my body through a woodchipper. He said he knew I wouldn't be too disappointed about not getting' any pussy cause he'd been seein' the way I looked at him every chance I got. I realized I had always admired my paw's muscles and I used to try to see him when he was taking his bath. He said he saw in my eyes that I was a sorry cocksucker. So then he made me get on my knees beside my bride and he had us both lickin' his hard pecker. Helen thought it was funny, my paw makin' me suck his dick like he had her doin'. I was humiliated but I was also turned on. My paw saw I had a hardon and made me get naked in front of him and my bride. He made me beat my meat while he called me a faggot and a cocksucker. He said how I'd never have made nobody a good husband cause I never would be able to satisfy a pussy. Then he made Helen stand up and strip completely naked. He had her lay down on that bed and then he made me get his cock nice and slick with my mouth before he got on the bed and just stuck his hard pecker right in her. He laughed while I watched, standin' there with my hardon watchin' my own paw fuck the girl I'd married a few hours earlier. My paw fucked the livin' shit out ofHelen and she screamed and begged for more of his hard cock. It turned me on like crazy but at the same time I was humiliated. I knew if anybody ever found out I'd be the laughing stock of three counties. My paw knew he had me over a barrel and ever since that night, he's done nothin' but humiliate me. I've never spent one night in this house. I have a little room with a cot out in the barn. I built me a shower out there and I was only allowed in this house for a meal when Helen was in a good mood and wanted some company. Paw would come here on Mondays and Thursdays and any other times he could get over here and he fucked her ever' time he came. Most of the time he'd let me watch and make me get his dick nice and wet like that first night. He also made me lick his asshole while he was fuckin' her and other things. I say he made me but the truth is that part of me enjoyed it. I ain't never seen my paw naked that my dick didn't get hard."

"Well where are Helen and Mary now?" Randy asked.

"My maw's had cancer for a couple of years now and she finally died last week" Lester said. "After the funeral, he sat me down in their livin' room and told me that he'd be bringin' Helen and Mary to Mount Airy to live with him now. He says he's gonna arrange a quiet divorce for us and he'll marry her when that's done. I asked won't people in the church be suspicious. He said he's already been tellin' the others in the church that I was abusin' my wife so he'll look like he's a good man who saved his daughter-in-law from her drunken, abusive husband. So Mary and Helen packed up and left with him. And I'm alone here and now I don't even have no home to live in."

At that point, the man began to sob. Randy pulled him close. Lester rested his head on the man's chest and Randy held him while he sobbed. Randy realized how nice the man's muscles were and how he smelled faintly of vanilla. He also became aware of what a quietly sexy man Lester was and his own dick was slowly getting hard as he held the man.

"Let it out, buddy" Randy said as he held the man. "It'll be all right, buddy. It really will. I just wish I'd knew about this. I ain't sure what I could've done but I'd sure as hell have done somethin'. Your paw is a lowlife piece of shit and your wife ain't a bit better. You're well rid of them two and your life's gonna get better. Did Mary want to go with them or to stay with you?"

"That's the saddest part" Lester said. "That girl and me used to be so close. I never let on that I wasn't her real paw but a couple of months ago, my paw started noticin' she was getting some puffiness around her little nipples. He always enjoyed helpin' Helen with the little girl's bath as long as I can remember. He always had a weird look in his eye durin' them baths too but I tried to put that out of my mind. I couldn't imagine even a bad man like my father would dare do any nasty stuff with a girl that young. Well, a few weeks ago, he told Mary that I wasn't really her paw. He told her that he was her paw and soon she'd be comin' to live with him in that big, fine house over in Mount Airy. He promised the girl a pony and a new puppy and fancy girly clothes most anything she wanted. My own paw told the girl that I was a loser who couldn't even hold down a job and him and Helen turned the girl against me. Then when he came to pick them up to take em to live with him, he had Helen draw a bath for the girl. He told Mary that once they're livin together in Mount Airy, she could take baths with her new paw. Then, once Mary was in the bathtub, that man stripped down and just got in the bathtub with her, both of `em naked as the day they was born. The girl's mama went right along with it and they made me watch as paw bathed young Mary. I saw and heard him explaini' what his pecker was for and how much fun they'd have together. Then before they left, he had Mary and me watch while he fucked Helen here in this house one last time. I tried to get them to stop but they didn't want to and Mary told me to just shut up. She was ready to go live in a nice house with them and she didn't care a whit about me. Then he told me the reason I got laid off at the mill was because him and my own wife had gone to the manager of the mill and told him I had a drinkin' problem. They told him I was a danger to have around them saws and other stuff and he laid me off. It was all a pack of lies, but they wanted to make sure I had no job and no house before they left me here. That was the final straw."

"Lester, I really am sorry about all that's happened to you" Randy said softly. "You're a very handsome man who's also very sweet and extremely sexy?"

"Thank you, sheriff" the mans aid. "I ain't felt as good as I feel right now in a long time. I will admit that you holdin' me like this is makin' me hard. Does that bother you?"

"No, Lester, not at all" the sheriff said as he began to kiss and nibble the man's neck.

"Ah, that feels so fuckin' good" Lester whispered. "I ain't felt this good since I came home from the service."

"I'm hard too, Lester" the sheriff said.

"Can I feel of your dick, sheriff" the man asked. "It's been a long time since I've felt of one except when my paw made me."

"Sure you can, Lester" Randy said. "You can unzip my pants and take it out if you want to. You sure do smell good, buddy. I think I'd kind of like to kiss you."

"That'd be good with me" Lester answered as he began to unzip and unbuckle the sheriff's pants and Randy kissed him.

"Lester's mouth was soft and warm and tasted of pepperming. He was hungry to be kissed by a man. They quickly started to exchange fluids and suck on one another's hot tongues as Lester found the prize in the sheriff's pants.

"Fuck, that's big, sheriff" the man said. "I ain't felt one that big in a long time"

"You wanna just feel of it or would you like to do somethin' else with it?"

"I want to suck that dick, sheriff" Lester said. "Would that be all right?"

"It shore would be all right" Randy answered. "But I wanna get a look at that body of yours. You got some real nice muscles from workin' at that mill. Let's get that shirt off of you."

"Yes, sir" Lester said submissively as Randy unbuttoned the man's flannel work shirt and removed it. He then removed the man's undershirt, noting the thick bush in the man's pits and his furry chest with two prominent brown nipples."

"I need to have a taste of them nips" Randy said. "They're near about as perfect as any nipples I ever seen on a man."

"Yes, sir, I'd like that" Lester said. "I always liked a man who'd take control and tell me what to do. I had that from my commander in the service and I really like it."

"Okay, Lester" the sheriff said. "How about you stand up here and strip naked for me?"

"Yes,sir" Lester said excitedly as he stood straight up in front of the sheriff and quickly removed his socks, shoes, his pants and his boxer shorts. He had a very nice uncut cock, rock hard and standing straight out from a very thick patch of pubes..

"Show me them muscles" Randy said.

"Yes, sir" Lester said as he flexed both upper extremities showing off a beautiful pair of biceps and again revealing his bushy pits.

"You're a really handsome guy with a really fine body" the sheriff said. "You want to get these clothes off of me and then hit your knees and suck my dick?"

"Yes, sir" Lester said. "I sure do hope I ain't dreamin' all of this."

"You ain't dreamin' boy" the sheriff said with a soft laugh. "I enjoy some man to man fun and you'll probably be surprised at how many of the Gayberry men enjoy it as much as I do. A whole lot of men learned how good a man can make another man feel while they was servin' in the military. And a lot of `em missed when they came back home. "

Lester had the sheriff completely naked now, his massive uncut meat on full display. Randy's foreskin completely covered his cockhead but he had begun to leak some of his pre-cum out of the tip.

"Looks like I'm leakin' a little bit" the sheriff chuckled. "If you want it, you better get down on that dick."

"I'm hungry for it, sheriff" Lester said. "I shore do hope you like the way I suck it!"

In one smooth move, Lester went to his knees, took the sheriff's fat meat in his hand, slid the foreskin back and took the massive cock all the way into his throat.

"Goddamn!" Randy exclaimed. "Nobody's handled my meat like that since that fuckin' Homer left town. Boy, you gotta mouth on you that won't quit. Oh yeah, eat that dick, son!"