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The men walked over to the edge of the pool and called the boys to grab their towels, dry off, and come and eat burgers. As the sheriff and Will started putting out placemats and pouring sodas, Jimmy and Mark began to help out.

"You boys look sexy in those jockstraps" Will teased the boys. "Those cock cages sure do make them bulge out. " Jimmy and Mark blushed but continued to help out.

"Jimmy doesn't need the help with his bit old uncut monster but I kind of like the way it makes my little cut meat look bigger in my jock" Mark said.

"You ain't got nothin' to be ashamed of, buddy" Jimmy told Mark.

"Can it be these pussy hounds are developin' a crush on each other, Will?" the sheriff asked.

Both boys blushed as they continued their duties.

Walt was the first boy to finish drying off and came to the table with his large towel wrapped around his waist. Will invited the boy to sit on his knee while the other young boys were still occupied.

"Walt, the sheriff and I had a long talk with your daddy today" Will told him as he ran his hand through the handsome boy's long curly hair. "Your daddy told us all about the secret you've been keeping. He told the sheriff and me and he asked us to tell you it's okay to let your friends and anyone else you want to know about things."

"Really, Mr. Will?" the lad asked excitedly. "I've been wanting that for a while. Daddy was afraid I'd get a lot of teasing and bullying. I know he just wants to protect me."

"You're right about that, kiddo. But you don't have to do that anymore, son," the sheriff said.

"I hope my dad won't be mad but I've already told Jeffy, Dopie and Billy Paul" Walt said. "They said it didn't matter to them what was or wasn't between my legs. Heck, they didn't care except they all wanted to see it and touch it. None of `em had ever seen a cunnie up close or touched one."

"So Billy Paul knew about this?" Will asked. "He never said a word to me about it."

"Neither did Dopie" the sheriff added.

"That's cause my dad told me he wanted me to keep things quiet. But I had to tell my best buddies. We don't have secrets from each other. I knew I could trust them."

"You boys are really something else" Will said.

The rest of the boys had joined them at the table by now and had begun on their sandwiches and sodas.

"Hey, guys, we don't have to keep my secret any more" Walt said. "My dad told Mr. Will and the sheriff I don't have to keep my secret and can let other people know – whoever I want to, that is."

All the boys started clapping and congratulating Walt, who was beaming. Jimmy and Mark looked totally confused until Will explained what the secret was. Neither Mark nor Jimmy seemed to believe it at first but the boys eventually seemed to convince them. It was obvious both boys were eager to have a look at Walt's little cunny as neither had actually fucked a pussy yet or even had a good close-up look at one. Jimmy had fingered his pretty little girlfriend but that was as far as he had gotten and he was very curious about how one would really look up close. Walt promised both older boys they could look at it and touch it as much as they wanted after supper. As Walt told the boys about his clitoris and other things, it became apparent he had learned a lot about his unusual equipment. As it turned out, the psychologist in Charlotte, Dr. Carol had shown the boy her own pussy and let him touch it. He said she had shown him how to stimulate himself to an orgasm and had demonstrated on herself, letting the boy touch it and even lick it.

"Did she lick your little cunny, Walt?" Will asked the boy.

"Yes, sir, and it felt amazing" the boy answered. Jeffy and Dopie and Billy Paul have all licked it and fingered me. They've even put their willies in me. It felt amazing. I can get the tinglies more often than the boys can."

"So you've let your little buddies fuck you?"the sheriff asked.

"Yes, sir, I hope I didn't do something bad" the boy said. "It just felt so good. They said it felt good too."

"Have you had an adult willy in you, son?" the sheriff asked.

"No, sir, but I really want to try" the boy answered. "Dr. Carol said a grown up cock could tear me and hurt me unless they were gentle. She made me promise I wouldn't try that without my daddy's approval. I promised her and I don't break promises. But I sure been thinkin' about it a lot. Whenever I see a handsome man, I wonder how big his pecker might be and how it would feel inside me.""

"You mean all these young boys have had pussy and me and Jimmy never have?" Mark asked.

The whole table enjoyed a good laugh over that.

"Doesn't look like you boys are even going to have time to look at what Walt's got between his legs" Will told the older boys. "Didn't you say you promised Mr. Churchill and Frankie you'd be back for rehearsal at 6?"

"Yes, sir, we did" answered Jimmy.

"Then you better get crackin' unless you're plannin' to go to rehearsal in nothin' but a towel, them cock cages, and your jockstraps. You got twenty minutes to be at the school" the sheriff said.

"Both boys jumped and ran to get dressed. Will had told the boys they could take his car to the rehearsal as he and Randy planned to stay home with the young ones this evening.

"You and the sheriff are gonna stay with us boys all night, dad" Billy Paul asked his father.

"Yes, son, that's the plan" Will answered. "Mr. House indicated he might bring Pepe by for a swim later too since you boys agree you'd like him to be part of our explorer group."

All the boys clapped and cheered about that. It seemed Pepe was a very popular boy with the group.

"Do you think Mr. House will have any problem with the boys all being in the pool naked or just in jock straps?" the sheriff asked William as the boys cleared the table.

"I don't think so" Will said. "When I saw him at the school earlier, I got the feeling he and the boy are very close. One of the first things he told me was that the boy had recently sprouted his first pubes. He said Pepe is very proud of the soft hairs over his little pecker and they even offered to take me into the men's room at the school so he could show me his boy's pubic hairs. I get a feeling they're very close although I don't know for sure."

"I guess we'll find out soon enough" the sheriff said. "A little brown boy to go with our white boys will be nice. I know the governor will be pleased too as he's all about equal treatment for all our citizens. I really wish we had a few black kids in the group. It would be good for our boys."

"That's going to happen soon enough" Will said. "The principal plans to shut down the small black school over in the colony and bring all those kids into Gayberry schools next fall. He's a pretty damned courageous guy to do that. I like him more every time I'm around him. Just as I distrust that little weasel assistant of his every time I'm around him. I don't think Barrow is to be trusted at all and I hope he'll get back in his office as soon as possible. I know Ben wants to take care of Coach Thomas, but I think it's a mistake to let that Barrow have free reign over his school."

"He may be a little more trusting than he should be" the sheriff said. "Maybe we need to have a little discussion with him about that. "

Walt walked up and leaned into Will, sitting on his knee. The lad had lost his towel and had on only his jockstrap. There was absolutely no sign that he wasn't 100% boy with very fine light brown hair in his pits and his thick darker brown curls.

"We want to know if it's really all right for us to swim naked, Mr. Will" the boy asked.

"Of course it is, Walt" Will told him. "You know you are such a beautiful boy. I imagine the sheriff wants to see you without that jock as much as I do. We just want to make sure you're comfortable with whatever happens. We certainly don't want you to ever be uncomfortable with anything that happens and we certainly will never allow you to be hurt physically.

"Thank you, Mr. Will" the boy said as he leaned into Will's body and gave him a kiss squarely on the mouth. Will felt the boy's tongue trying to enter his mouth. The boy tasted delicious – like peppermint, so Will parted his lips and accepted the boy's tongue into his mouth. The man and the boy shared a deep passionate kiss, finally breaking. Will was breathing noticeably faster and Walt had put his long arms around the man's neck.

"Whoa, son, you're getting me really excited" William said. "I think the guys are waiting for you to join them in the pool."

The other boys were standing at poolside, watching Walt kiss Billy Paul's father.

"Come on, Walt" Billy Paul shouted. "You can snog with my dad later. We want to swim."

Okay" Walt said. But let's get rid of these jockstraps. We can all be naked together now and not have to worry about getting caught."

The boys dropped their jocks. Billy Paul was first exposing his nice crop of fine brown hairs over his little uncut spike of a cock which was soft and bouncing as he moved. Jeffy and Dopie followed suit, also exposing their little soft cocks as they jumped into the water. Walt was the last to remove his jockstrap, exposing a tuft of brownish-blonde hair that was much thicker than any of the other boys. Had the men not known, they would never have suspected there was no cock concealed in that beautiful soft boy bush. Walter looked both men in the eye as he slowly removed his jock, stepping out of it and joining the boys in the pool.

"That is one sexy little fucker!" Will exclaimed. "I get the feeling he's getting a little tired of our boys' starter dicks and ready to move on to the real thing."

"I think you're right" the sheriff said. "That boy is needin' somethin' he ain't getting'. But his paw's got his hands full right now so it's our responsibility to take good care of his boy until he's able to do it again. I wonder how the governor and Abraham will respond to that sexy little creature."

At that moment, they heard a tapping on the back gate. Will went to see who it was and it turned out to be Pepe House and his father.

"We rang the bell but got no answer" Mr. House said. "We were about to leave but we heard voices coming from the back yard so we decided to see if you might be back here."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. House," the sheriff said. "Will had forgotten to tell me you were both coming by. We are glad to have you. Our boys seem very fond of your boy and we are all hoping you will permit him to join our little explorer group."

"Thank you for inviting him" Mr. House said. "It was a bit slow for the boy to make friends at first, but since your boys have welcomed him, he seems to be increasingly at ease. He is from the Honduras. My wife and I were on a mission trip there and we visited an orphanage. We immediately fell in love with Pepe and his two younger brothers. We were able to get paperwork expedited to bring Pepe here and we are trying to adopt his brothers but the paperwork has somehow gotten stalled. "

"He really is a handsome boy" Will said. "I bet he'd like to join the boys in the pool. Would you like that Pepe?"

"I would but I didn't know there was a pool so I don't have a bathing suit."

"That's not necessary around here" Will said. "Our boys are skinny-dipping and you're welcome to join them unless you aren't comfortable doing that or your father objects."

"Not at all" Mr. House said. "As I told you earlier, Pepe has just gotten his first pubic hairs and he is very proud of them. I think he'd show his willy to the world right now. Would you like to show your hairs to these men before you get into the pool."

"Very much papa," the boy said as he started to remove his tee shirt and his little shorts with an elastic waist band. In no time the handsome boy was standing before them naked as the day he was born. He was touching his little uncut penis and appeared to enjoy being naked in front of men.

"Would you like a closer look?" Mr. House asked. "He's really very proud and the boy loves to be touched."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" the sheriff asked the boy's father.

"I assure you I do not mind at all" the man said. "I'm very proud of my handsome boy and I enjoy having others enjoy his beauty as well."

The boy climbed up into Will's lap and took his hand, running it over his smooth belly and guiding it to his still-soft little uncut willy.

"Those are brand new hairs you have there, Pepe" Will said. "You are becoming a man."

The boy sighed as Will gently touched his tiny penis and ran his big hand over his pubic area.

"It's a beautiful thing to see a boy on the cusp of manhood" Will said. "As the father of two sons, I can honestly say there's nothing like it. I'm hoping to get to experience it again as we are hoping my wife will be having another son for me in a few months."

"You are a very lucky man" Mr. House said wistfully. Will guided the boy into the sheriff's lap as Mr. House continued.

"I was hoping my wife and I would have a house full of children but it wasn't meant to be. We were both raised in very religious households and neither of us had any sexual experience when we married. I hadn't even masturbated because my strict father had me convinced that if I beat my meat I would be immediately consumed by the hot fires of hell. My wife went to a Catholic school and was raised by nuns who preached purity day after day. They were taught to feel guilty over any sexual or impure thoughts and they heard it day after day from morning to night. On my wedding night I was so looking forward to making love to her. I was as gentle as I could be but she screamed out when I entered her. I stopped, of course, immediately and we agreed to give it some time. Each time I would try again the same thing happened. We saw a doctor who could find no physical problem, but we have never been unable to have satisfactory intercourse. We saw a number of doctors who told us there is no physical problem but she continues to be terrified of being penetrated. We finally agreed that we love each other enough to live in a platonic relationship. She knows that as a man I have certain needs and she has no desire to know how I take care of those needs. The nuns ruined her. I told her not to worry. I still love her and I told her we would adopt children. She is a sad woman but an excellent mother and she loves little Pepe as much as I do. The first night he came to live with us, we let him sleep between us. During the night I felt something wet on my penis. It felt amazing and I realized it was Pepe with his warm, wet mouth on my cock. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced in my life. As it turns out, he had been doing it with his brothers and other boys at the orphanage as long as he could remember and he loved sucking cock. He and I eventually moved into another bedroom and my wife sleeps alone. He has indicated he would like to do more but I have put him off for fear of hurting him. I told him that we could do butt stuff once he grew pubes. Now he wants that but I'm terrified of hurting him."

"As Mr. House talked, the sheriff let his hand continue to rub the boy's smooth belly, feeling the very soft hairs above his penis. The boy's penis began to harden as the sheriff pulled the foreskin back and forth. The sheriff looked over at the boy's father. He was smiling as he watched the sheriff gently manipulate his son's cock.

The other boys had gotten out of the pool and were standing around, quietly watching Dopie's paw manipulate his friend's now rock-hard little cock. Pepe was sprawled across the sheriff's lap, his head on the sheriff's broad chest, his eyes closed, enjoying the ministrations. The sheriff noticed Dopie moving close to Mr. House. Mr. House looked inquiringly at the sheriff, who nodded. Mr. House then lifted Dopie onto his knee and began to rub his smooth tummy and his hairless pubic area. Billy Paul had knelt between the sheriff's legs, his face only inches from Pepe's cock which was still being stroked from the sheriff. Jeffy was now in Will's laps, his hairless pubic region and flat tummy being stroked by Will.

The sheriff could see Billy Paul licking his lips as he watched the sheriff gently slide Pepe's foreskin back and forth over his swollen pink cockhead.

"You want a taste of that brown cock, don't you, boy?" the sheriff asked him.

Billy Paul nodded and moved his mouth closer, extending his tongue to touch the very tip of the boy's cock as the sheriff continued to masturbate him. The sheriff watched both men give their boys long, wet kisses with a lot of tongue being exchanged. The sheriff pulled Pepe's foreskin all the way back and held it, nodding at Billy Paul, who engulfed the boy's penis in his mouth as Pepe uttered a long, throaty growl.

"Suck that dick, son" Will encouraged his son.

Billy Paul began moving his mouth back and forth on the boy's cock as he whimpered. The sheriff continued to rub the boy's pubes, savoring the feel of the soft as down hairs there. The sheriff offered Billy Paul his index finger and the boy took his mouth off his buddy's cock and sucked the sheriff's finger into his mouth, getting it slick with his juices. Randy then watched Billy Paul start again to suck Pepe's hard little cock while he let his slick finger graze Pep's smooth nut sack and begin to feel for his virgin boyhole. Pepe's legs parted, giving the sheriff access to the hole and the sheriff used his wet, slick finger to tease the warm boy spot. Dopie was the first to reach his peak, breathing fast as his legs went rigid. Then his arms went rigid as he begged Mr. House to go faster. Mr. House again gave the boy a deep, wet kiss as Dopie's body began to tremble. Mr. House held the boy tight, keeping him safe as he completed his dry climax. Within seconds, Pepe was having his dry cum in Billy Paul's mouth as the sheriff continued to rub the outside of his hot little hole.

"Suck that dick, boy" the sheriff encouraged as Pepe'legs went rigid and he grabbed Billy Paul's head to hold it still, the cock still engulfed completely in the boy's mouth. It was obvious Billy Paul had been beating his meat as he began to go rigid also, Pepe'S cock still in his mouth. The sheriff gently pulled Billy Paul's head off Pepe's cock as Billy Paul finished his own hard, dry cum. Will had now moved Jeffy into a position where the boy was facefucking the man's mouth rapidly. Within seconds. The boy got his climax as Will held both creamy globes of his little ass in his big strong hands. Will kept his mouth still on the boy's cock an s he came down from his climax high.

No one moved or spoke for a few moments. It was then they all noticed Walt had climbed onto the table, his legs spread as he furiously fingered his clit which looked to be the size of a very small pink cock. He was shouting as he fingered his clit to a hard orgasm, then completely collapsed, his beautiful, downy cunny completely exposed.

It wasn't long before all the boys were again in the pool, playing Marco Polo. A few had been a little wobbly after such hard climaxes, but they all recovered quickly.

"What a great group of boys!" Mr. House said. "Thank you for letting my son be a part of the group."

"He fits into the group beautifully and I couldn't be happier to make your acquaintance" the sheriff said.

"Please call me Hiram" the man said. "I think we have shared our boys now and we should be on a first name basis."

The men chuckled and agreed. Hiram was asked if he might be willing to let Pepe spend the weekend at the house with the boys and their distinguished guests. Hiram was quick to accept the offer and the men invited him to join them if he had any free time.

"Thank you, sheriff," the man said. My wife and I will be attending the track and field events, the parade and the pageant. If I can slip away, I know I would enjoy that. I try to make it a point never to have any of my men work on the weekends so that they can spend time with their families."

"If the opportunity arises, I will mention the difficulties with the adoption to the governor and his assistant" the sheriff said. "It might be they could help to move things along. Would that be a problem?"

"I assure you it would not" Hiram said. "We are so anxious to get the other boys here we would appreciate any help from anywhere. Thank you."

"What kind of work do you do, Hiram?" Will asked.

"I have my own construction business" the man replied. "It is strictly residential and I build mostly custom homes but I also usually have a couple of spec homes in process too. I have been a lucky man and I am grateful to this community."

"Do you also do renovations or just new construction?" the sheriff asked.

"I try to stick to new construction" Hiram said. "There are a couple of good renovations men in town so I steer any renovation work in their direction. I especially like Angus Lee for renovations."

"I know Mr. Lee" the sheriff said. "He did a recent job for me and I haven't even checked in with him this week as things have been so busy but I'm sure he would have contacted me with any problems. I just hope our Aunt Flea isn't driving him mad with her silly bullshit!"

"I'm sure he can deal with it" Hiram chuckled. "He and his wife have had seven kids in as many years so he must have the patience of Job."

"Would you gentlemen be interested in joining the boys in the pool?" Will asked.

"I didn't bring a bathing suit" Hiram said.

Will laughed.

"I assure you that will not be necessary" Will said. "I've never had any problem being naked around my sons. I don't think Randy will mind me sharing that he has, until recently, been very modest around Dopie, but that is changing rapidly as my friend and our great sheriff is learning to appreciate the beauty found in boyhood and the pleasure of being naked with other men and boys."

"I just didn't want to take for granted that it would be okay for me to be naked around the boys" Hiram said. "I know that some people think it is immodest for adult men to be free with their naked bodies around young boys. I think being naked with boys is one of the most beautiful things a father can share."

Will and Hiram were already down to their boxer shorts when Randy stood up from his chair.

"When in Rome, I always say" the sheriff said with a chuckle as he proceeded to shuck his own clothes.

Randy and Will noted that Hiram had a very good, muscled body with a hairy chest and tummy. He also sported a thick bush over his average-sized uncut penis which he seemed to not mind showing.

"I can't believe I'm soft after playing with all these beautiful boys" Hiram said, sliding his long foreskin back to reveal a fat pink cockhead. "That certainly was not the case when the boys were having their fun."

"Me too, Hiram," the sheriff shared. "I can't believe I'm comfortable being naked in the presence of other boys and men. I appreciate Will helping me to change my attitude. It's true that old habits die hard. I find myself wanting to cover my dick with my hands."

"You should never cover that big dick of yours, sheriff," Hiram said. "Any man or boy would be envious."

"Thank you, sir," Randy said. "You have no shortage in that department yourself. You're very well built. You must spend some time in the gym."

"I haven't been in the gym in years" Hiram said. "I work every day with my crews. I thought when my business reached this point I would spend more time doing the easy parts of the business. I cut back on the physical part for a while and hired a crew manager. But I missed it. I love nothing more than being out in the air, working with my crews and building."

They were in the pool now, surrounded by naked boys who were climbing all over them. The boys wanted to play `horse' so the men rotated having a boy on his neck and letting them battle. They were still in the pool when daylight faded into evening. It was a warm night with lots of stars and the yellow lights all around the pool made for a very relaxing atmosphere.

"You boys might want to get inside and start showering up" Randy said. "Will and I have to do physicals on every athlete participating in the events starting early in the morning. You boys can function with just a little bit of sleep but we're older and have to have some rest."

The boys were all inside showering and the men were toweling off outside by the pool. It was as if none of the three really wanted to get dressed but none was sure how to proceed. Hiram stood there, dry and nude, rubbing his tumescent cock. Watching him, Will followed suit and began to slowly pull his foreskin back and forth over his fat cock. Randy saw them and joined in as his big cock was hardening fast. Not a word was said as these three handsome, masculine men very slowly stroked their cocks, just looking at one another. Each of the men continued to slowly stroke their now hard cocks. Hiram moved a step closer and the others followed suit. They were now standing within inches of the others, forming a tight circle of men stroking their now erect cocks. Will slid his foreskin all the way back and held it there, his cock head expanding and his cock twitching. Hiram and Randy did the same. Still silent, all three men pulled their foreskins back to cover the cockheads and slowly retracted again, matching rhythms. It was as if it were a test, seeing who would give in and touch one of the other men's cocks. The silence was broken by Will.

"Being with our boys is great" he said. "But sometimes men need some time with other men and no boys around."

"I couldn't agree more" Hiram said. "I try to get some man time with the men who work for me but it's pretty rare since all of us have families. I think it's a very healthy thing though."

The men moved one step closer. Randy was certain Hiram was about to reach for his and Will's cocks when they heard a siren.

"Oh fuck!" Randy exclaimed, as he reached for his trousers. All three men began dressing hastily as they saw Deputy Littleflute came running through the house onto the patio.

"What the fuck is going on, Deputy?" Randy asked as the deputy arrived, breathless.

"You're needed at the high school!" Arney said. "Mr. Littlechurch called and requested you get there as soon as possible."

"I can go with you" Will said as the men finished dressing.

"You'll need to stay with the boys" the sheriff said.

"I'll be glad to stay here with the boys if that will help" Hiram offered.

"That would be great" the sheriff said. "We'll be back just as soon as we can. Make yourself at home here and tell the boys we'll be back before too long."

When they arrived at the school, there was pure chaos outside the auditorium. The first thing Randy saw was a giant wooden cross with flames rising high into the night sky. The volunteer fire department was there but they had not yet set up their hoses to extinguish the flames.

Mr. Churchill was attempting to calm all the people who had been inside the auditorium for the pageant rehearsal. William and Randy finally made their way to him.

"Is everyone okay, Mr. Churchill?" the sheriff asked. "Can you fill us in on what happened?"

"I think everyone is okay" the man said. "We were carrying on with our pageant rehearsal when we all heard a giant crash with glass shattering. I ran to the front lobby of the theatre and saw the giant cross burning out of control. We saw what appeared to be four or five people in white KKK robes and hoods running away and whooping loudly. Some of the things they were saying were simply awful. I don't think there are any physical injuries but people are pretty shaken. Mr. Blount ran after the klan members and I'm afraid young Jimmy and Mark ran with Mr. Blount. I just hope they are all okay!"

"Do you know which direction they went?" the sheriff asked.

"Yes, sir" Mr. Churchill answered. "They headed for the football stadium. I'm not sure how many of them there were but I saw at least three. I just hope Frankie and those sweet boys are all right. I yelled at them to stop. Nothing is worth any of them getting hurt over, but they just kept on going."

The sheriff instructed Deputy Littleflute to help Mr. Churchill make sure everyone was accounted for and he and Will took off on foot, headed for the football stadium. As they got to the entrance of the stadium, a dark maroon Oldsmobile whizzed past them, almost hitting Will. They were unable to make out the identities of the car's passengers as they were all wearing white hoods over their heads. They ran into the football stadium where Frankie and the boys appeared to have one person on the ground, wrestling to get control of him. They joined them and it appeared the three men had the klansman under control. All were winded but the klansman appeared to have run out of steam as he was gasping for breath.

"I think we've got him, sheriff" Frankie said, his breathing near normal. Jimmy and Mark appeared winded but seemed to be recovering quickly.

"I could never have gotten him without these brave young men, sheriff" Frankie Blount said. "There were three others but they made it to their car and God only knows where they are now. We managed to cut this one from the herd. Hopefully whoever this is will be willing to rat out the others."

"Thank you guys for your bravery" Will said, as he checked on the boys.

Randy slapped handcuffs onto the klansman and ripped the white hood off his head.

The sheriff didn't recognize the man.

"Who are you?" the sheriff asked.

The man appeared in his early forties with a receding hairline and dark black hair. He was handsome in a way but he had a bitter expression and he looked as if he never smiled.

"Fuck you, you faggot sheriff!" the man said, attempting to spit in Randy's face.

Will punched the man in the gut, which took him back to the ground. Will then picked him up to a standing position by grabbing his hair.

"Get your goddamn nasty, nigger-lovin' hands off of me, asshole!" the man spat.

"I think I know who he is, sheriff," Jimmy said. "I think he's the preacher down at that Pentecostal Church. I think it's called the Church of the Last Days with Signs Following. It's in an old building that used to be a service station. I visited once with my parents but when we walked in, we saw some cages with rattlesnakes in them so my dad got me and momma out of there in a hurry."

"Are you telling us this foul-mouthed son of a bitch is a preacher?" Will asked disbelievingly.

"I'm almost sure it is – Brother Roy Smith, I think, is his name" Jimmy said. "Dad said he's been in the barber shop a few times but he's always preaching his bullshit and dad doesn't like it when he comes in. I believe my dad thinks he's an asshole."

"Language, son" Will said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Will," the boy apologized. "I'll be more careful."

"Don't go hard on the boy, Will," the sheriff said. "It looks like if there's an asshole anywhere in this county we've got his ass cuffed."

"I hate to take him back to the jail and I'd rather no one else knew his identity, at least for now" the sheriff said.

"I may have an option for you, sheriff," Frankie said. "Michael and I have a building on our property. It was the slave quarters on the original plantation. When we moved back here after college, we spent a small fortune converting it into a sort of dungeon just to play games in. He and I had developed a taste for some of the darker sexual arts while in college. We'd have friends visit and there were some wild times. It is a huge building with plenty of, ummm, gadgets and devices that would make it perfect as a holding cell and even an interrogation facility."

"I think it sounds perfect" the sheriff said. "These guys and their actions are so vile, I have no intention of treating them as I would treat normal prisoners. I'll do what it takes to get the information I need and I do mean absolutely anything. I won't have them doing this shit in my town. Not as long as I'm the fucking sheriff."

"Why don't we put his hood back on him and march him back to the theatre. No one will recognize him and we can talk to Michael to make sure he is okay with us using your, ummm, facility."

"We generally refer to it as our dungeon although we haven't used it in some time" Frankie said. "I think we all get a little more mellow and our tastes more vanilla as we age But it can be sealed off and have complete, absolute darkness. It is also soundproof so no one will know what happens there."

"It sounds pretty perfect to me for what we need it for" t he sheriff said. "I think 24 hours or so of being alone in the dark might motivate this guy to tell us most anything."

"If that doesn't, the place is loaded with shock collars, cattle prods, and various other instruments that may be useful."

They marched their prisoner back through the crowd, which had grown considerably and into Michael Churchill's office. Michael joined them in the office.

"Everyone who was in the auditorium is unharmed and accounted for"" Michael said. "Consider us all lucky that I didn't slug that Tara Bedford cunt when she started blaming all of this on our new principal. She says if Will Barrow had been made principal of the school, this wouldn't be happening and we wouldn't have all those niggers coming to our school next fall. Sorry to use such language in front of Jimmy and Mark, but she is one vile bitch!"

"I couldn't agree with you more on that one, Michael," the sheriff chuckled. "Do any of you have any idea whatsoever who the other men in robes might have been?"

"I didn't see any faces but I think I recognized the car they were all trying to get to" Mark said. "I'm almost sure I've seen it in the faculty parking lot at school. I'm not positive but I'm almost sure it's there most every day."

"It's scary to think a faculty member at this school could be involved in these activities but we have to consider the possibility."

Randy then again jerked the hood off Rev. Smith's head.

"Who owns the getaway car you cowards were using tonight, Rev. Smith?" the sheriff asked.

"Fuck you up your nasty faggot asshole" the man snarled.

"Put some duct tape on that nasty bastard's mouth and replace his hood" the sheriff said. " As a matter of fact, go ahead and duct tape his eyes. I don't want the piece of shit to have any idea where he is. He needs to know that no one else will know where he is and no one will ever know what happened to him if he never returns home. I think some time alone in the dark might just help him reconsider" the sheriff said. "He has no idea how much I hate those klan fuckers or what I'd be willing to do to them."

"I couldn't agree more" Will said. "They don't deserve to be treated as normal human beings after all the suffering they've inflicted."

Michael agreed that the dungeon would be the perfect place to hold the reverend until they could find time to start an interrogation.

"Michael and I will be glad to take you and the prisoner to the dungeon" Frankie said. "Then we can drop you back at your house after we get him settled. Why don't the prisoner and I ride with you guys and Will can take our boys with him. That way I can send the deputy back to the jail house and Will can drive me home when we're finished."

"Sounds like a plan" Randy said. "Stand up, asshole" he said to the prisoner.

As they led the prisoner through the crowd still gathered to watch the smoldering cross, Randy was Betty Jean and Jenny talking to a couple of Marines who were members of the honor guard.

"Jenny, you better be getting on home or the mayor ain't gonna be happy" Randy said. "Don't make me go tattling to him again. And, Betty Jean, you need to join the deputy in the squad car where he'll take you back to the jail. You're still in custody."

Both girls tried to argue but the sheriff shut them down quickly when he threatened the Marines with statutory rape, explaining both girls were underage. They disappeared immediately as Mayor Dykes drove up to pick up his daughter.

They explained to the mayor the troubling events of the night.

"I wondered why all of y'all was out here in front of the building" the mayor said. "The rehearsal wasn't supposed to be over for another hour. I was hoping to see my sweet little girl practice her walk in the parade of evening gowns."

They then departed for the dungeon, the sheriff and the prisoner in Michael's big Lincoln and the boys and Will following in Will's Buick.

"Mr. Mayor barely missed seeing his sweet little daughter sucking on a big fat Marine dick" Michael chuckled.

"Yeah, I think she was talking to Private Zelinski" Frankie chuckled. "He's got a long, fat piece of meat on him. Nobody would call that boy's cock a starter cock."

They all enjoyed a laugh except for their prisoner who seemed to be trying to object to the tawdry conversation but was unable to do so due to the duct tape covering his mouth.

Once they were on the plantation property, Michael turned onto a dirt lane, completely hidden by tall fir trees.

I've been by this place a million times and I never knowed this road was even here" the sheriff remarked.

"Few people do" Michael said. "This dungeon of ours is maybe the best kept secret in North Carolina. There are some of the Marines from the base who still enjoy using it from time to time but Frankie and I have found our tastes have modified over the years. We both still enjoy sucking a nice dick, but the rougher stuff we leave to the young ones. Sergeant Carter from the base is kind enough to bring a fresh supply of young Marine recruits to keep us from getting bored. Those boys are always horny and just glad for some attention. It doesn't matter whose mouth it is as long as they can get a mouth on their hard, young cocks. You will find the dungeon exceptionally well equipped though. There is even a group of doctors who use it a couple of times a year and who have left various medical implements from time to time. But the best thing is that no one can hear a peep from the outside. A man could scream his lungs out. It is totally and completely soundproofed. There's also plenty of rope and we have rings on the walls and plenty of chain where you can put several people in four point restraints if you like. We have leather cuffs for the wrists and ankles which attach to chains and you can make a person incredibly uncomfortable."

"I think that sounds perfect for our guest, the good Reverend Smith" the sheriff chuckled, as they stopped the car and the sheriff took the prisoner by the handcuffs. He fought briefly but a gut punch settled him down. Michael punched a code into a panel beside the large metal doors and opened the door to a cavernous space. The floors were concrete, immaculately kept. The walls were mostly stone with large metal rings set into them at various heights and distances. There were saw horses and stainless steel examination tables and any number of whips, canes, leather straps and other devices of punishment hanging on the walls.

"Wow" Will said. "This place is a sadist's dream!"

Jimmy and Mark's eyes were wide, marveling at this secret space. The sheriff showed that he too was impressed.

"You are welcome to use this space as long as you like and for any activities you like" Michael told the men. "I have a card here for each of you with the entrance code. I have included instructions on how to change the code in the event you might prefer Frankie and me not to have access. We two are the only people who have those instructions."

"I can't tell you how much I appreciate this" the sheriff said. "I hope I can find some way to repay you at some point for what you're doing for me and for your town. Unfortunately, not too many people will ever know what will go on in here."

"That's all right, sheriff" Frankie said. "Michael and I believe it's our duty to help out in any way we can. This town and this state have given us more than we could ever repay. It is nice to be able to return something, even if our gifts seem inadequate."

I think we need to uncuff this prisoner and get those leather cuffs on his ankles and wrists. I think a whole night spent standing up with his arms and legs stretched to the limit might be helpful. If he dozes off and starts to fall, he will feel like his arms are being ripped out of the sockets. I assure you he will get no sleep" Frankie said. "He might be much more motivated to give you information after a night in these restraints and in total, complete silence."

The cuffs were removed and leather cuffs placed on his wrists and ankles. They were then attached to chains which extended his arms and legs and attached to rings above his head and to the concrete floor. They then removed the hood from his head and replaced it with a black hood which allowed no light whatsoever.

Let's take the tape off his mouth so he can wail and scream all night" Will said. "Not a soul will hear him and he might begin to understand what serious shit he is in."

All the men laughed which further infuriated the preacher. Will raised the hood just enough to get the tape off the man's mouth and then lowered it again. As he did, the man began to yell more of his vile words.

"The lord God Almighty will punish the homosexuals, the adulterers and all the sinners on this earth just as he did in the time of Noah" he shouted.

"No one cares about your bullshit, you asshole" Will said. "I think he might be more comfortable without the robe."

"Don't touch any part of my clothing or my body, you faithless heathen asshole" the prisoner shouted. "It's an abomination for a man to touch another man's body or any part thereof. Keep your nasty, heathen faggot hands away from me. I am a vessel of Jehovah and rebuke all of you sinning heathens!"

"Yeah, we'll see about that" Will laughed as he found a large pair of scissors on a table nearby. He began to cut the white robe bearing klan symbols from his body. The man began to jerk and struggle but he could barely move as all of his extremities were stretched to the limit.

"Hold still, Reverend Dickhead, or I'll cut you to pieces with these scissors" Will said. "That might not be such a bad idea anyway."

"I'm beginning to remember where I've heard your name, preacher" the sheriff said. "I think it was from that sweet boy, Kurt, who works with Mr. Lee, the guy who's renovating my bathroom. I think you're the preacher who told Kurt's daddy to have him circumcised because he was masturbating. You told his daddy that masturbating would send him to the fires of hell. If I remember right, you had his paw cut his foreskin clean off his dick without even givin' the boy no deadening medicine. Was that you, Reverend?"

"Fuck you" the man snarled. "I ain't telling you shit."

"You don't have to, preacher" Randy said quietly. "I'll check with the boy in the morning. He's doin' some renovations on my bathroom and if he says it was you who did that to him, I assure you it won't mean good things in store for you."

"Fuck you and fuck that little meat beater boy" the man yelled. "He was full of Satan and wanted to beat his meat day and night. He deserved what he got and me and his paw took care of things our own selves enjoyed ever' minute of it."

"So it was you" Randy said. "You piece of shit. I'll make sure you get what's coming to you and I'll do my best to make sure that sweet boy is here to watch when it happens."

"Keep that meat beatin' little faggot away from me" the man screamed. "He's of the devil. He was betrothed to my daughter and he broke off the engagement! Fuck that little homo masturbator faggot!"

"Don't just cut that robe off him" Randy said. "Cut every stitch of clothing off his nasty ass! Get him naked as the day he was born. He can stay here naked in the dark all fucking night long and think about what he's done."

Will had cut the man's shirt off now and was working on the wife beater he was wearing under it. As he cut the shoulder of the shirt off, the man jerked suddenly and Will made a small cut on his shoulder.

"You goddamned faggot!" the man screamed. "You cut me! I'll sue your ass for ever' fuckin' dime you ever thought about havin'!"

Oh, Reverend," the sheriff said. "That's just a tiny taste of what's to come for you."

Will then cut the man's pants off, leaving him in only a pair of white cotton boxer shorts. As he began to cut the underwear off, the man went really wild.

"Leave me alone you homosexual faggot!" he screamed. "No man is to look upon the nakedness of another man lest he burn in the deep fires of hell."

"I don't know where the asshole's getting that shit" Michael said. "Those words ain't in my bible."

They all enjoyed a good laugh as the man was now completely naked before them. The preacher actually had a good body with a lot of dark hair running from just above his navel to a wild pubic patch. He had a soft, uncut dick of average size. Randy walked right up to the now naked man and grabbed him by his uncut cock and his full, hairy ball sac. He took a handful and began to squeeze. The man immediately responded with a verbal tirade of obscenities fueled by his humiliation, pain and outrage at the knowledge he was being touched by another man.

"You'll burn in hell for touching my fuckin' privates, you cocksucking, babyrapin' homo!" he screamed as Randy twisted tighter.

"Yow, yow, yow, yow!" the man screamed, the pain getting the best of him.

When the sheriff finally released his grip on the man's private parts, he was crying.

"I know that hurt, asshole," Randy said quietly. "That was what I intended. And that was just the appetizer. When I come back here tomorrow, you will be prepared to give me the names of your accomplices. If not, I promise you that what you just felt tonight was nothing, you sorry fucking dickhead!"

"Fuck you, faggot!" the man said.

"I guess we better get home" the sheriff said. "We've got to do physical exams on every boy participating in the track and field events this weekend and we start early in the morning."

"Sounds like a fun gig to me" Michael said. "There aren't too many of the older boys that we haven't seen at the theatre glory hole but we always love a preview of what's to come. I must say I find myself envious."

"We'll be in the field house all day" Will said. "Feel free to drop in any time you want to enjoy a little eye candy."

"Thank you very much" Michael said. "Frankie and I might just take you up on that. It will be nice to eyeball some of those junior high boys. It's so much fun to watch their bodies change day by day. Sergeant Carter said he and his Marines from the color guard will help us get things repaired in the auditorium tomorrow. He, another sergeant, and the soldiers are all staying at our house all week anyway. He's a fine man and he always manages to have some of the best-looking boys in the corps in his platoon."

"You gotta have friends" Will said.

They turned out the lights in the dungeon and closed the door, leaving their prisoner in absolute darkness and complete, eerie quiet.

"I almost forgot" Michael said. "Our wives would like to throw a little cocktail party with a light buffet supper at the plantation Friday night when the governor and Mr. Levin arrive. That is if you haven't already planned anything."

"I hadn't even thought that far ahead" the sheriff said. "That would be just great if your wives wouldn't mind."

"They'd love nothing more" Frankie said. "They both love entertaining and having the governor will be a special treat. They were thinking of an outdoor event by the pool with heavy hors drovers and cocktails. Of course we will have sodas and other non alcoholic beverages for the young ones. I hope you will bring your boys. We will have those handsome Marines there and I think she plans on inviting the pageant contestants and their families."

"Would you be offended if I were to drown that obnoxious cunt, Tara Bedford, in your pool?" the sheriff asked.

"Not in the least" Michael chuckled. "That might earn you some kind of commendation from the entire town."

They all shared a hearty laugh and then bade Frankie and Michael good night and headed home with Will behind the wheel.

"You boys showed a lot of courage tonight" Randy said to Jimmy and Mark. "You both put yourselves in harm's way to help out Mr. Blount. I'm proud of both of you."

"Mr. Frankie and Mr. Michael have been really good to us" Jimmy said. "As a matter of fact, I and Mark are going to see if we can drop our shop class and get into his drama class. He said he would support both of us if we can get it approved."

"I can't imagine that will be a problem" William said. "If you only need Principal Whaley to sign off, that should be smooth."

"I sure hope so" Mark said.

"You know, it was only a few days ago my blood would have boiled seeing Jenny talking to those Marines" Jimmy said. "Tonight I just wanted to go over and warn them to get as far away from her as possible. She's nothing but trouble. I think Mark and me both learned that lesson. I'll be fine not even having to talk to another girl for a long time. I'd rather spend any free time I have with Mark and with getting better at doing things I like to do. When I think about how close to prison just tryin' to get a piece of that young puss, it scares me to death. "

Will looked around at the boys in the back seat to see that Jimmy had his arm protectively around Mark.

"I'm glad to see you boys getting close" Will said. "There's nothing in the world like a good friend. I've had some friends over the years but I've never felt closer to another man than I do this sheriff right here. He's a good man and I'm proud to call him a good friend."

Randy surprised Will by reaching over and putting his big, warm hand on his thigh and giving him a big, warm smile.

"I hope you boys weren't upset by what you saw at the dungeon tonight" Randy said. "I know it was rough, but it's going to get a lot rougher for that racist bigot and his friends when we get our hands on the rest of them. If it weren't for you boys, we wouldn't have him in custody."

"Those men deserve whatever they get" Mark said. "My paw ain't been a perfect man, but he's taught me and Jeffy to respect every other human, regardless of his color, his religion or anything else. I know that Principal Ben will integrate the school. I've heard Ben talk about it. He says it will happen next fall and my dad is really excited about that. He says that asshole governor down in Alabama is on the wrong side of history and when integration begins, it will sweep the country. I don't understand how anybody can hate another person because his skin's a different color."

"It's sad but true" Will said. "What dark people have been through in this country is just unacceptable, just as people of the Jewish faith have been treated badly. It's time for it to stop."

"My dad has told me about what happened to the Jews before and during the war" Mark said. "He broke down and cried when he told me about the holocaust. He's actually a good man with a good heart. Another man who did bad things because of a woman."

"The treatment of Jews has been awful for generations" Will said. "So many Jews try to keep their origins hidden because they are embarrassed. "

"I've had a little taste of that" Mark said quietly. "When we first started dressing out for P.E. and showering afterward, a bunch of guys pinned me to the wall of the shower one day and started calling me a `dirty little Jew boy'. I didn't know what they were talking about and couldn't understand why they had singled me out. It was awful. If the coach hadn't come in and caught them, I don't know what might have happened. I thought those boys were my friends but when they saw my dick, they turned on me."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about" Jimmy said. "Why were they upset about your dick?"

"Because I'm circumcised" Mark answered. "I don't have that piece of skin covering my dickhead like you do. A doctor cut mine off when I was just a baby. Dad says my momma had it done to make him mad and I'm sure he's right. My momma is a vile, evil woman who took me and had my pecker cut to piss off my dad. And it was because she knew my dad was jealous of her and Ben Whaley. Ben is cut too, although he's not a Jew. His parents lived in the city when he was born and they had him circumcised. Most country boys are not cut like that. My momma did it for evil reasons, just to torment my daddy."

"I've never noticed you didn't have skin to cover your cockhead" Jimmy said. I guess if I looked, I'da thought you just had it pulled back. Sometimes I skin mine back but mostly because it feels so good to slide it back and forth."

"I think we need to stop this conversation" Marks aid. "Getting hard in these cages ain't very comfortable and all this talk about peckers is getting' me goin'."

The men laughed.

"Would it be all right if I got a better look at your willy...I mean when we get out of these cages?" Jimmy asked.

"You bet it would" Mark laughed. "I've fantasized about you being interested in my weiner for a long time."

Jimmy reached over and kissed Mark, right on the mouth. It was a long, wet, hungry kiss.

"I think you boys are well on your way to being best friends for the rest of your lives" Will said.