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"Goddammit!" Felton said. "Cover up, guys! It's David, my junior officer. I've told him not to bother people unless they were obviously violating laws. I may kill the little shit."

It turned out the little shit wasn't so little. He was a nice looking boy in his early to mid-twenties. He had a rather average looking face, but as he threw the rope to Felton to bring his boat in, his muscles bulged from his tight brown water patrol shirt. When he stepped up onto the pier, he had legs to match the arms.

"Felton, I'm so sorry" the boy said. "I had no idea it was you. I just knew you told me to keep a close eye on the Singleton place and when I saw people on the pier and the pontoon boat out of the boathouse, I thought we might have vandals. I'm so sorry, sir."

"David, nothing to apologize for" Felton said. "You're doing the job you're paid to do. I should've told you the Singletons had friends here this weekend. This is my fault, son. I am guilty of poor communication. "

"Please don't apologize, sir," the boy said. "I'm really glad to see you have friends who ummm, enjoy, ummm..."

"Are you saying you enjoy maybe being around a bunch of men in jockstraps or less?" Felton asked the blushing boy.

The boy's face turned redder and he looked at his shoes.

"Don't be embarrassed, son," Felton said. "I just had no idea you might enjoy the same things I do."

"More than you know, sir" the boy said, still looking at his shoes. "I have to admit I've been trying to sneak peeks at you in the shower since I moved in. It's been tough living in the house with such a sexy man."

"You find me sexy, son?" Felton asked the boy who shyly looked up at him.

"I always had a thing for my dad. He was a big guy, all hairy everywhere like you are. And he and I were really close, if you know what I mean."

"I think I do, son," Felton said. "Do you see your dad often?" Felton asked.

"No, sir, I don't see my parents at all" the boy answered. "They were killed in a car crash during my senior year of college. But dad was the only man I've ever done anything with, in a sexual way, I mean. He was a bodybuilder too and I've been competing since I was eleven years old. It was something we did together."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son, but you can bet he'd be real proud of you" Felton said. You said he was hairy? You didn't take after him in that way, did you?"

"Yes, sir, actually I'm very hairy" the boy said. "I've been shaving since I started getting hair. It was something dad and I did together. That's kind of how things got started between us, if you know what I mean. All the guys who take part in these bodybuilding contests enjoy touching and oiling and showing off to each other. And a lot more."

"Son, you're a good looking hunk of man meat" William said, offering the boy a hug which he took. The boy then hugged Felton.

"It's another case of men not being open and honest with each other" Felton said. "I'm glad we're past that now and can really enjoy each other's company."

"Me too, sir, I really am" the boy said.

"David, would you consider getting' out of some of them clothes and relaxin' a little with us?" the sheriff asked. "We'd sure enjoy getting' to see what that uniform's hidin' and I'd be happy to get you a nice cold beer."

"I'd like that a lot, sir, but I'm afraid I'm on duty till four o'clock" David answered. My boss man seems to like me but I wouldn't want him to ever think I'd take advantage."

"Then how about you come back at four o'clock?" Arnold asked the boy. "That's about the time we'll be getting the fire going to roast our hotdogs and marshmallows. We'd really love to have you."

The boy looked over to Felton, who gave him a wide smile and a nod.

"Thank you, all, I'll look forward to it" the boy said. "And it looks like I won't need my bathing suit."

"Hell no, kid, don't even think about a bathing suit" the sheriff said. "Them legs is as smooth as a baby's behind. How often do you have to shave them?

"I shave my body at least once a week" David answered as the sheriff stroked his smooth leg, letting his hand creep up inside the boy's wide-legged shorts.

"Does that bother you, son?" Randy asked. "I don't mean to embarrass you."

"No, sir," the boy said. "It felt good and I liked it. I haven't been touched in a while and sometimes I really miss it."

"I don't that'll be a problem no more" Randy chuckled. "I believe you probably got four very willing substitute daddies right here in this crowd."

They all had a laugh, including David, who accepted a bottle of water from Randy.

"Guess I better get back to my job before my boss gets all pissed off" David joked."I don't want to make him mad. I'd hate to lose my job and my place to live at the same time."

"Son, don't worry about that" Felton said. "Glad we understand each other better now. Especially since it looks like there's no chance Alex will be spending more time here."

"I'm so sorry, sir," David said. "I could tell he wasn't having much to say after he got here last night but I was hoping things might improve today."

"So was I but it's not happening" Felton said. "His mother and her fucking husband are coming in tonight to pick him up and take him home. I don't think he ever wants to come back here. I guess I'll have to just try and accept that."

"I'm hopeful things will get better between you and your son" William said. "In the meantime, you have a very handsome boy living under your roof who needs some attention from a handsome daddy."

David smiled at the men as Randy eased his hand under the boy's shorts. His fingertips were grazing the boy's underwear-enclosed nuts and David shifted is knees slightly further apart to offer better access to the sheriff.

"Feels like you have on some tighty whities, son," the sheriff remarked. "Hope you won't mind showin' them off for us later today. There ain't nothin' like a hot young muscleboy in a pair of tighty whities if you ask me."

They all had a good laugh as they heard a scream from one of the boys. All of them immediately came to attention and started to move up toward the area beside the cabin where the boys were. None of the men had shoes on and David beat them all up the hill. When the others arrived, they still couldn't tell what was going on until their boys parted and they saw David kneeling over Alex's limp body. There was blood apparent on his torn jeans and on his long-sleeved white shirt.

"Oh my God, son, what happened? We need to get him to a hospital" Felton said.

"I think we need to settle down first" Arnold said as he instructed David to gently lay the boy on the ground."We need to assess the boy first and make sure we protect his head and neck."

"We have a collar in the medical supplies on the boat" David said, immediately taking off for the waterfront. He was back in just over a minute. Alex seemed dazed.

Arnold and David got the collar on to support the boy's neck, then they laid him out more comfortably as both began to check him over.

"We need to check to make sure there's no neck injury first, then if you can pick him up, I can support his head and we can get him into the cabin" David said.

The blood-soaked area on the pants was expanding as was the one on his shirt.

"He's got some bleeding going on. There's also some blood on his lips which I hope to God isn't coming from inside him" Arnold said.

"Oh my God!" Felton said. "I should never have let him come here. I should've been watching him more closely."

"Can any of you boys tell us what happened?" William asked.

"We were throwing the ball around the circle and we started going faster and faster" Billy Paul said. "I threw it to Alex and my toss was a little wide. He kind of dove for it and when he did, his foot caught on that big old exposed root and he went down. Is he going to be all right, dad?"

"We hope so" his father said calmly.

"I really think we ought to get him to a hospital" Felton said.

"If we were in town I might agree with you" William said. "But we're about an hour away from a hospital out here. Arnold served as a medic in the U.S. Navy. He'll make decisions on what's best for your boy. Felton, I assure you he's in the best possible hands".

William put his arms around the man and began to lead him up the hill into the cabin as Arnold and David were carefully lifting his son and taking him inside. Felton sat with the boys on the big sofa in the living area of the cabin while David, Arnold, and the sheriff carefully carried the wounded boy into the sleeping area.

"He's bleeding a lot worse" Arnold said. "Randy, do you think you might run down to the boat and get the gauze out of the medical supply box? I'm sure there's some there."

Randy left immediately after slipping on shoes.

"Fuck the gauze" David said, ripping off his shirt and wrapping it around the boy's pants leg. "That'll absorb it till the sheriff gets back."

The boy seemed to be waking up.

"Dad" he said softly. "Where's my dad?"

"He's in the next room; kid"David said calmly. "We'll get him for you."

But they didn't have to do that as the man had heard his son's voice and came running in. He squeezed in and held the boy's face in both his big hands, kissing his hair and his forehead.

"You don't know how sweet it is to hear your voice, son" Felton said as he held the boy's face in his hands.

"He's perfectly conscious and I don't believe there's any kind of head or neck injury" Arnold explained. "It looks like the blood on his mouth was from where he bit his tongue when he fell so I don' think that indicates any internal damage. We have to get these clothes off to assess his wounds. If they're deep they could require medical attention or at least some sutures."

"Thanks, guys" Felton said. "I'm so glad you're here for my boy. I'll move over here so you can get him out of those bloody clothes. Son, I'm so relieved that you seem to be okay. I don't know how I could have handled it if anything happened to you."

Arnold was beginning to unbutton the boy's bloody long-sleeved white shirt.

"No, please don't do that" the boy said weakly. "I don't want you to do that."

"What are you talking about, son?" Arnold asked. "We have to get you out of those bloody clothes to find out how bad your wounds are."

"No, please don't do that" the boy said. "I'm fine. I'll be fine. Please just leave me alone. I don't want you to take my clothes off. Please."

"Son, I've been trying to handle you with kid gloves" Felton said. "That bullshit stops right here and right now. You will let these men undress you even if we all have to hold you down to do it. I will not have any more of this ridiculous bullshit. You can hate me if you choose to but we are going to treat your injuries. Cut the bullshit and cut it now! If you want to run back to your momma once we get you taken care of you can do that. It will break my heart to let you go but I can do it if I have to. Now settle the fuck down!"

"You don't care about what happens to me" the boy said angrily. "You're just afraid my mom will be pissed off that I got hurt. She's told me how you never cared about me and didn't want me. She's told me how you never wanted me and how you never showed up for court when she was fighting to get custody of me. Even when Warren shut me out of the house and made me live with the ranch foreman she said it was better than any treatment I'd ever get from you. And now you're probably gonna get us all killed, Dale and Kevin included. She told me if I didn't come here and tell you that I wanted you to give up on your legal stuff and tell you that I want Warren to adopt me, that you could end up dead and so could my only friends, Dale and Kevin. I know what's going on. I'm not stupid. I know Warren has a whole lot of power and property but, dad I don't want you dead and I don't want Kevin and Dale dead. I don't know what the fuck to do. I may have just killed my own dad any my only friends in the world! I knew if I told you the whole truth, you'd go and kill Warren and you'd end up in jail. "

"William had entered the room and stood nearby as the boy had broken down. Felton was now bathing the boy's forehead with a damp cloth as he attempted to calm his son.

The boy stopped struggling and lay passively, big tears in his eyes as David and Arnold unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. The boy had on a rather strange undershirt which covered him up to the neck and had sleeves down to his elbows.

"What the fuck are you wearing, son?" Felton asked. "You must have been burning up in all this stuff. It's a wonder you didn't pass out from the heat."

"They're called temple undergarments, dad," the boy answered. "I have to wear them just like Warren and all the men in his church do. Dale and Kevin were made to wear them too. They're the only other males allowed to live on the ranch. Warren's insanely jealous and he thinks all boys and men are out to get his wife and the young girls he breeds. About a year ago, he even moved me out of the main house on the ranch and moved me in with Kevin and Dale. They've been really kind to me and encouraged me to tell you everything as soon as I got here. I had planned to but when I saw you, I knew I couldn't deal with it if anything ever happened to you so I stayed quiet. When we get back to Arizona, I'll be leaving on a yearlong mission in Central America and Warren will have a wife waiting on me the day I return. That's the plan and I can live with that if it keeps you safe. Warren and mom were real clear that if I didn't do exactly as they told me to that you, Dale, and Kevin would wind up dead and no one would even ever find your bodies."

"Oh hell no, son," Felton said. "You'll never get on that plane tonight. I've been at every court date as scheduled, son and your cunt of a mother has been lying to you. This ends today. If I need to load you in the car and take off for Mexico, or Venezuela or Timbuktu or even the fucking moon, that's what I'll do. But you'll never go back to your mother and that asshole. And I'll do everything I can to protect you as long as there's breath in my body."

They had the strange undershirt cut off the boy now. He had beautiful, unblemished skin with brown nipples which appeared to stay hard all the time. There was not a hair visible until they raised the boy's arms to remove the shirt and a patch of jet black, straight hair was revealed. All of the men could be heard gasping softly as the boy's perfect little body was revealed.

"You're a great looking kid, Alex" Arnold said.

The boy blushed and lowered his eyes at the compliment.

Felton had moved over beside the bed now and was clasping the boy's hand in his own as Arnold and David evaluated the wound on his arm.

"This arm wound is superficial and has pretty much stopped bleeding already" Arnold said. "I think a band-aid or two are all it will take but we need to get to that leg wound. There's a lot more blood down there. We've got to get these pants off son. Would you prefer everyone else left the room?'

"No, sir," the boy answered. "I just want you all to promise you won't let my dad do something he'll regret."

No one understood the boy's remark and William and Randy began to wonder if the boy's stepfather had done something extreme to the boy. They knew there'd be no holding Felton back if Warren had mutilated his beautiful son's body and it was beginning to sound as if the boy's stepfather was deranged enough to do something like that.

"Dad, I need you to promise me you'll stay calm" the boy said as his dad moved to sit on the bed beside him, still grasping his hand.

"Son, I promise to try" Felton said.

Arnold and David noticed a very prominent bulge in the crotch of Alex's pants as they unbuckled his belt and gently lifted his hips to remove the slacks. They had exchanged a look and a very slight smile, realizing that both had noticed it at the same time. As they removed the pants, the boy's legs became visible. They were well-formed from some obvious work on the ranch and were covered in dark black hairs, in contrast to his completely smooth chest. But most remarkable was the underwear he had on – made of the same white fabric as the undershirt, the garment came almost to the boy's knees and there was an unusual bulge in the crotch. It was more than a bulge and looked completely unnatural. Arnold wondered if the boy's crazy stepfather and mother might have cut the boy's cock off and replaced it with some bizarre prosthetic penis. That would explain why the boy was so terrified of having his father see him without his clothes.

"Son, did you have to wear this underwear all the time?" Arnold asked.

"Yes, sir," Alex answered. "We weren't even allowed to take it off while we showered. We would have to shower while wearing it and then take it off and replace it very quickly with no one else allowed in the room while we were naked."

"That's some ridiculous bullshit, son," Arnold said.

"I ain't known your paw long, boy, but I can tell you you're gonna be a whole lot safer and happier with him" the sheriff said, putting a hand on one of the boy's thighs. "And I'll tell you a little bit more. I promise you with any power I have wearing a sheriff's badge that we'll support you and your paw in getting' you away from them folks. If it takes whiskin' you off to Mexico, I'll drive the fuckin' car."

This elicited the first smile from the injured boy.

"That's right" William said. "And I don't consider myself a powerful man but I do happen to have some powerful friends and while I can't speak on their behalf, I promise you I will muster any influence or power that I can to make you and your dad safe, The man taking care of you is a fine attorney and I'm pretty near a hundred per cent sure that he'll do anything also to help you out."

"You bet your ass I will" Arnold, which actually got a soft chuckle from the boy.

"You're a lucky boy, Alex" David said. "I've heard your dad talking about how much he loves you and all the things he's done to try to make it possible for you to be with him. I'm not sure I've known a dad as crazy about his boy since my dad passed. You're really very lucky and you need to relax now and let us get a look at that leg."

"I will do that" the boy said. "I appreciate all of you taking good care of me. I've always wanted one thing and that was to be with my dad. I remember him from when I was little and I loved the feel of him holding me. I'd close my eyes at night and think how good it felt to be held in his arms, his hairy body up against me. I remember how fresh and clean he always smelled and how it would feel to have his big arms around me. But I realized a couple of years ago that would never happen. My mother hates him and she's gotten Warren to hate him. I believe they'd rather see me dead than with my dad."

As Arnold and David gently removed the long, bizarre underpants from the boy, they round a wild black bush just above the base of his penis. Then they saw what the boy had not wanted them to see. It was a chastity device, but a shiny metal one, consisting of thick metal rings which almost entirely obscured to skin of the boy's penis. The rings started out wide near the boy's pubes and obviously decreased in size as they went toward the tip of the penis. There was a tight-fitting metal ring around the boy's entire genital area and a separation bar separating his testicles. The boy was stuffed into the cage with meat obviously overflowing the rings.

"What in the world is that, Alex?' David asked, his eyes wide.

"I know what it is, or at least I think I do" the sheriff said. "I think it's one of them chastity devices but I ain't ever seen such a mean lookin' one. We have used them to keep boys in line but nothin' like this. This looks like some kind of torture thing."

"Son, did Warren do this to you?" Felton asked.

"Sheriff Joe actually put it on while Warren laughed and smirked. "They put devices on Dale and Kevin too. It was my fault. Sheriff Joe caught me masturbating with Kevin and went and told Warren. I didn't know there was anything wrong with it but Warren was furious. It was something Kevin and I started doing when we first started growing hair down there. We'd even done it in front of his dad and his dad said it was natural for boys to do it. He said he did it all the time and we should just make sure we did it in private. We had been feeding the horses one day after watching a mare get bred. Thinking about that big old horse peter going in and out of the mare got us stirred up so we went in one of the stalls and took our willies out. Joe walked in and caught us and started screaming about what fags we were. That's when it all broke loose. Mother was as mad as Warren. They made me move out of the house and move in with Kevin and Dale and that night was when they brought these things. They tied us down out in the barn and put them on us. We've all been wearing them for almost three years now. "

"Son, who are Kevin and Dale?" Felton asked. "Sounds like one of them is an adult and he should've done something about this."

"Dale is Kevin's father and the foreman of the ranch, dad," the boy answered. "They're the only reason I haven't run away and found a bridge to jump off of. Dale has always told us to stay brave and that the day would come when we would get out of there. Dale tried to get us out of there one night but we got about three miles and Sheriff Joe caught us. That was an awful night when the sheriff threatened to kill Kevin if Dale ever tried that again. He stripped Dale down and actually held a knife up against his nut sack till it started bleeding. We were just sure he was going to castrate Dale but he backed off, making it clear he would do that if any of us tried to escape again. That's why Dale told me I needed to tell you what's going on as soon as I got here. He said that he and Kevin would be fine even if Sheriff Joe and Warren came for them but I knew they wouldn't. I couldn't let anything happen to them but now I've let them down. Warren and the sheriff will kill both of them. There's a piece of paper in my suitcase I'm supposed to get you to sign. It says that you give up any claims on me as your son and you will allow Warren to adopt me. It says you'll never even attempt to contact me in any way again. The sheriff and Warren said if I don't get on that plane with that piece of paper signed by you, Kevin and Dale will have to pay for it."

"Don't you worry about them, kid," William said. "Doesn't that contraption hurt? It looks like it's way too tight for what it's containing."

"The boy blushed.

"It doesn't really hurt unless I start getting excited" the boy said. "I try not to do that but sometimes I can't stop it. It didn't hurt at first but I reckon I've done some growing over the last three years and it hurts a lot now if I get excited. Sometimes it just feels numb down there. Dale tried to get the sheriff to switch it out for a larger cage but he and Warren refused. He just made nasty comments about how I'm like my father. He said I'd turn out just like my dad – all dick and no brains."

"What did that lying son of a bitch say about me, son?" Felton asked.

"He said if your brain was even half as big as your cock, you'd be the king of the world" Alex said. "Apparently mom slipped up at some point and told him about you. I think that's one reason he hates you."

"I never met the asshole but I'd love to get my hands on him" Felton said. But we can deal with that later. That gash on his leg looks kind of bad. Do we need to get him to the hospital?"

"I think we can handle it" Arnold said. "This first aid kit from the boat is great and there's plenty of stuff to suture it with. I'm a little worried about that fucking contraption on the boy's cock. That thing needs to come off as soon as we can get it off. I'm hoping the boy won't have any permanent damage from being in it so long."

Arnold and David had pretty much cleaned the blood from the boy's leg wound and Arnold was preparing to sew it up.

"Do you have or can you put your hands on some a lock cutter?" Arnold asked.

"I have one in my garage at home" Felton said. "I have to have it because sometimes pranksters put locks on people's boats. I can get to my place a lot faster by boat. I'll go get them now."

"Dad, could you maybe send somebody else?" Alex asked. "I hate to be a baby but I really would feel better if you stayed with me right now."

"Of course, son," Felton said with a smile, moving in to kiss his boy's cheek. "And it's probably not necessary for me to even say it but there is no way in hell I'd ever sign any piece of paper or anything else giving up my rights as your father. Hell will freeze a thousand times before that will happen, son."

"Is this really happening or am I having a dream?" the boy asked. "I've dreamed about being back with you so often and Dale and Kevin told me it would happen one day."

"I'd like to meet this Dale and Kevin" William said. "What's their last name? They sound like the kind of guys I'd love to meet or at least write a letter and tell them how much I admire them."

""Their last name is Mason" the boy said. "I just pray that I haven't gotten them killed."

"David, why don't you come with me and we can go to Felton's and get that lock cutter?" William asked. "The other boys are kind of anxious about their new buddy and I think we can take them with us. They'll enjoy the boat ride and we can give these guys some privacy while Arnold gets Alex all sewn up."

"That would be great but you might want to grab at least a pair of pants" David chuckled.

"Oh my God!" William exclaimed. "I didn't even realize I had nothing on except this jockstrap. I apologize to all of you. I'm sure my dick's been flopping around since we got in here. I'm very sorry."

"Hell, that's all right, buddy," the sheriff said. "Arnold's got on nothing but a towel and I'm in a jockstrap too. Felton's got on his bathin' suit and this boy's got on nothin' `cept his birthday suit and that weird lookin' contraption. Grab you some pants and get goin'!"

They grabbed the boys and took off and the house suddenly became very quiet. Arnold continued to clean the bloody wound while the boy's dad sat at the bedside, holding his boy's hand and gently stroking his forehead.

"I didn't realize how chaotic things had been for the last half hour" Felton said. "Son, I sure am glad you are all right. I don't want you to worry about anything. You will stay here tonight while I go to the airfield and tell Warren and Miriam that you will not be going back to Arizona with them tonight or any other fucking time."

"Dad, they won't hesitate to kill you" Alex said. "Dale has told me and Kevin that Warren tries to keep his hands clean but Sheriff Joe does anything he's told to do. Dale said one time Warren caught three farmhands messing with a couple of his underage sister wives and tortured them in the barn for days before he finally killed them. He's crazy, dad."

"What's with the sister wives, Alex?" Felton asked his son. "I don't understand how your mother would put up with that. She's always been jealous of any other woman coming near her man."

"She's changed, dad, and it's not in a nice way" the boy said. "Warren has convinced her that he's a prophet and her role is to be the mother wife. She has to groom the young girls he brings in. Some of them look really young, maybe nine or ten years old, dad. Dale says that they check to make sure they're all virgins before Warren will touch them. Mom holds them down while Warren does stuff to them. Then when they start growing titties or hair down there Warren marries them off to other men in his church. They all consider it an honor to be gifted a wife from their prophet. Dale thinks that most of them are carrying the prophet's baby in their belly when he marries them off. Men don't care if their brides aren't virgins as long as they were only touched by the prophet."

"That is some really sick shit" Randy said.

"I heard them talking on the flight here" the boy said. "They indicated they'd be bringing three girls with them tonight to take down to South Carolina after they picked me up."

"That sounds a whole lot like interstate child trafficking to me" Arnold said. "They could go to prison for life."

"Sheriff Joe has assured Warren that he'll never spend one day in jail" Alex said. "Dale Mason says they have a whole network all over the country and they have layers of protection. He says the law can't touch them."

"They might both be surprised what the law can do when the law takes the gloves off" Randy chuckled and exchanged a knowing look with Arnold.

"I don't want you to worry about any of this" Felton told his son. "You're going to stay right here and get better until I can take you home. I'll go to that airfield tonight and send them packing. And I'll make it clear you're never going back out there. Not for one more day or one more hour."

"Dad, I know you want to protect me" Alex said. "But I'd really like to look my mother in the eye and let her know that I know what a liar she is. Let her know how much I love you and that I've always wanted to be with you. She's said some awful things about you and they shouldn't just be allowed to be covered up."

"Son, some of the things she said about me may not have been lies" Felton said, leaning in close to his son's face and rubbing his cheek with one of his fingers. "I sure wasn't the perfect husband although I tried to be, especially after you came along. You were always the light of my life. But the truth is that I never deep down loved your mother. It was the man you knew as Uncle Fred that I loved back then. You look just like he did when he was your age. I married your mother to be close to him. When she found that out, it turned her bitter."

"Dad, none of what happened is your fault" Alex said. "Warren was pissed because Kevin and I got caught masturbating together. I've never been interested in girls. I knew that when Kevin kissed me the first time. And I know the nasty things mom said about you. I don't care. I'm just like you and that's the only way I ever want to be."

Felton lay his head on his boy's chest and Alex cradled his dad's head close to him.

"Felton, my friend," the sheriff said. "I don't mean to overstep here but if you think my buddies and me are gonna let you meet that plane tonight without us beside you, then you're plumb out of your mind. I think it's a good idea to let Alex go with us. We can assure you that you and him will be safe. Nobody's gonna harm a hair on that pretty boy's head as long as we're around. It'll do the boy good to get some things off of his chest and it'll probably do you some good too. We'll kick that Arizona asshole and his sheriff buddy right back onto his airplane and pack them off back to Arizona or wherever the fuck all they come from."

"Dad, I think you might want to move away from me a little" Alex said quietly.

"Oh, son, I'm sorry" Felton said. "I realize my big head was getting heavy on your chest."

"Oh no, sir," the boy said, "it's not that at all but the smell of you and the closeness..."

"What he's trying to tell you is that being close to his sexy father is getting the boy hard" Arnold chuckled. "Now if you'll sit back down and just hold your boy's hand, I'm gonna shoot a little deadening medicine into this wound and get him sewn up. Or better yet, why don't you guys go in the other room and grab fresh beers for yourselves while I get this done. You can bring one for me for when I get done with this. I think we all deserve a fresh beer. I believe we've all worked up appetites and we're going to be starving by the time those wieners get roasted."

Felton and Randy went into the kitchen area, getting fresh beers and decided to sit for a bit in the living area.

"Felton, I hope this won't hurt your feelings, but I gotta be honest with you" the sheriff said. "I was seriously wonderin' if your wife had fucked around on you before your son was born. The boy we all met this mornin' didn't look anything like you. I can see a lot of Fred in the boy, a whole lot, but I didn't see any Felton. That changed when I saw the cock on the boy. I saw yours at the urinal this morning and then on the pier earlier. There's no doubt that boy is your son. That boy's meat looks bigger around than his little waist and it's still locked up that goddamned awful cage."

"I could tear his mother''s fucking head off for that" Felton said. "I just hope there's no damage. Have you ever heard of such a thing?"

"Actually I have, Felton" the sheriff said. "As a matter of fact I've put several boys in those things, but nothing like what your son has on. We made sure there was plenty of room so they couldn't constrict any blood flow and we had good reason to do it. Two of the boys livin' with us right now have them because they were both caught just minutes away from puttin' their hard teen cocks in an underage slut without a rubber. We have Jimmy and Mark in cages and it's paid off. Their school work has improved and they're actually focused on things like they've never been. We also put two of the black kids who live with their parents at the Gayberry Hotel. After the Colony school burned down, William and I caught Coley and Corey in a bathroom with the same little whore our other boys got in trouble for. The black assistant principal at the school and both the boys' fathers approved slappin' them in cages because they could have been lynched for tryin' to stickt heir fat dicks in an underage white girl. Then we caught two more boys from my own church tryin' to fuck the same girl and her little friend and we put them in cages. But we've done it to try to keep them out of trouble and teach them lessons. I'd never approve puttin' a boy in a contraption like Alex has for no reason and I certainly don't think any boy deserves to be put in one for just masturbatin'. It just ain't right. Beatin' his meat is the most natural thing in the world for a boy to do. I didn't know until recently but in the black community, sex among boys or mutual masturbation with friends or boys in the family is encouraged to prevent horny boys from impregnating young girls and pubescent women. There just ain't a thing wrong with a boy touchin' hisself or his buddies."

"I certainly agree" Felton said. "When them magical undergarments or whatever the fuck they call the damn things came off, the first thing I saw was the flash of jet black bush on my boy. His momma was the same way and so was his Uncle Fred. Why, when Fred and I were playing college football and wrestling together, Fred would peel off his jockstrap and you wouldn't even see a dick. It was all that thick, black bush."

"Fred's obviously not hung like you are" the sheriff chuckled. "There's no way you could ever hide that monster of yours."

They both laughed and began to adjust their cocks.

We probably ought to put some clothes on" the sheriff said. "I didn't even realize I'd been floppin' around in this jock strap till they pointed it out."

"Don't do that, sheriff," Felton said. "You look about as good in that jock as anybody I ever saw. I think my boy was enjoying the sight too even if it was causing him some pain when he got hard."

"Felton, I think we need to have a little talk" the sheriff said. "First of all, you need to know that William, Arnold and I are behind you all the way tonight. We also have heard what you've said about the unfairness of the law. I'm risking a bit here by telling you this but I trust you. I've seen in your face how much you care for your boy. We feel the same way about ours. There are some people and some situations that can't be handled through traditional laws and courts and policing. We've had the situation around here for years where white folks can treat black folk just about any goddamn way they please and get off scot free. It ain't right but there ain't a jury in the state that'll take a black man's word over a white man's word, no matter how sorry the white man is. The same thing is true when it comes to children. Powerful white men and woman always win the day in a courtroom over young'uns. We've had a situation in our town where a mean ass false preacher started convincing members of his flock to punish their boys for beating their meat by circumcisin' them. And I mean with no deadening stuff or nothing. Just holding the boys down and cuttin' their skins off. No court would take the case because the law still holds that a father can do anything to his own sons. That ain't right. So we're choosin' to fight back."

"Good for you, sheriff" Felton said. "I've always felt the same way. It's a lot like the situation where we have dirty cops treating citizens unfairly and getting by with it."

"That's exactly right" Randy said. "Well, they aren't getting' away with it in Gayberry. The governor of this state has authorized William to form a secret task force to handle matters like this. What I've took a long time to get around to sayin' is that we can handle your situation with Alex and his stepfather and the sheriff and your ex-wife in a manner that might not be necessarily legal but will be righteous. Are you getting' what I'm sayin'?"

"I sure am, sheriff," he replied. "I'm hearing it and I'm liking it. Consider me all in. I will trust your judgment and do exactly as I'm told."

"Hey, guys, I think we're about done in here" Arnold shouted from the other room. "I'm about ready for that ice cold beer."

They took Arnold a beer and there was a nice, clean bandage on what had been a nasty, bloody gash in the boy's leg. Randy went back to the kitchen area and got a basin of warm water, a wash cloth and a bottle of water for Alex.

"Looks like a little cleaning up might be in order for the boy" the sheriff said as he set the basin with warm water and the clean washcloth on the edge of the bed. "Why don't you two relax and enjoy your beers and I'll get the dried blood off this fine specimen."

The sheriff wet the cloth and began to gently wash the boy's chest, noticing his dark brown nipples which immediately became hard.

"That must feel pretty good judging by the way them nipples is perked up" the sheriff said. "If this makes you uncomfortable, just let me know and I'll stop."

"No, sir, sheriff," the boy said with his shy smile. "It feels very good. And I'm probably going to get really hard but I can take it. I've been living with it for almost three years now. I can take it a little longer to have such a nice man's hands touching me and just to be in the same room with my dad."

"So you've been in that contraption for almost three years, son?" the sheriff asked. "That means you ain't been able to jack off since you was about thirteen years old?"

"Yes, sir" the boy said. "I haven't and neither has Kevin or his dad. We were all locked in these things on the same night. But Kevin's dad has been really good to us. He taught us how to relieve some pressure by milking each other and we did it for him. They're both really good at kissing. He taught us how to use our finger's to find a boy's sweet spot and milk out some of the cum that gets stored up. We did it to him too and, while it hurt to get so hard, it sort of relieved pressure when we'd milk each other. But we never had a really strong cum. I can barely remember how good it felt to touch myself and make myself shoot. I'd only been making cum for about six or seven months before I got this thing. Dad, I hope you don't mind me telling you about kissing other boys and men but I've decided I want to be honest with you about everything."

"I'm glad to hear that" Felton said. "I'll pledge to be honest with you too. I can hardly wait to kiss you, son, and to touch your body if you want me to. These men that have taken care of us have no problem with any of it and neither do their boys."

"Is David going to mind us kissing and stuff?" the boy asked. "I mean since he's living with you. I hope he won't move out just because I'm here now. He seems really nice."

"David will not have a problem with anything, my boy" Felton said. "I really want you to relax, son. Stop worrying and trust your dad and all these friends to take care of you. You've been carrying a whole lot for too long. I want you just to be a boy and do whatever you want to and what you think feels good."

"It feels good to be out of those damned underwear" the boy said, eliciting laughs from the others.

"We'll throw them goddamned rags on the fire when we get it goin' in a little bit" the sheriff said." We don't mind if you don't put on no clothes at all while you're here and I know your paw and David won't mind that a bit either."

"I think I hear the boat coming" Felton said and within a couple of minutes, William and David returned with the three younger boys bearing the lock cutter.

"Okay" the sheriff said as David handed the lock cutter to the sheriff.

"It was a long, scissor like appliance with sharp blades on the end to cut through metal.

"I ain't never used one of these damned things" Randy said. "I'd be afraid I'd cut off something accidentally that this handsome boy's gonna need for a while."

"I've used them quite a bit, but my hands are kind of trembly right now, thinking about the possibility of hurting my son" Felton said.

"It's all right, Felton, I can do it" David said.

David was still shirtless as he took the lock cutters.

"Why don't I take the boys outside to help me get the fire going for our dinner" William said. "David, just take your time, buddy and get that awful thing of the kid."

William put an arm around the handsome boys left with the younger boys.

"I didn't mind them staying" David said. "They've all been really nice to me today and I appreciate it, especially since I've been kind of a shit since I've been here."

"They're all good boys and they're as glad to have you here as all of us are, son," the sheriff said.

"Why don't I assist you?" Arnold offered. "I can make sure he's still while you use that ugly contraption to cut through the metal."

"Thanks, Arnold," David said as they positioned themselves on each side of the bed. "The last thing we'd want is to damage that beautiful monster we're setting loose. Now you just relax and try to think of the least sexy thing you can, Alex. Getting hard will make my job a whole lot harder."

David first cut the tight ring around the boy's nut sac which had been cutting into his skin. The imprint of the metal was quite clear as the ring came off.

"These are individual metal rings in graduated size which move all the way up the shaft of the penis and are joined by rods on the top and the bottom. There is no way this could have been removed without a key or these cutters" David explained. "Can you spread your legs a little wider, Alex and maybe flex your knees a little bit?"

The boy complied. When he spread his legs, a tuft of the jet black hair became visible, mostly obscuring his pink hole. The hair was black and straight and was quite a sexy sight. All the men in the room quietly licked their lips looking at the sight. David began by cutting the largest ring at the base of the boy's penis. He gradually and methodically moved up, cutting each ring carefully until he was at the smallest ring at the tip. Then he cut away the connecting rod from the top.

"We're almost done, kiddo," Arnold told him as he reached for the boy's full nutsac to steady it while David removed the last remaining rod of the device.

When that rod was cut, the device fell away and David was holding it in his hand. The boy's penis was imprinted and red from having been so tightly confined in the device for so long. Even soft, it was clear the boy had a generous endowment like his father. His cock was also cut like his dad with a pink circumcision scar and a large pink cockhead.

"I think some lotion would be a good idea" David said. "There appears to be no broken skin so he should get back to normal pretty quickly. It will take a while for the indentations to disappear but he should be as good as new in no time. Do you mind if I rub some of this lotion on you, Alex?"

"No, sir, not at all" the boy replied. "Thank you both for getting that thing off me. I can't believe how good it feels. I didn't really realize how tight it was until now that it's now gone."

"Just relax, son" Arnold said. "I think this lotion will feel really good. Get your hands nice and slick. Remember, this boy hasn't felt a warm, slick hand on his dick in three years. Think about that."

Arnold winked and smiled at the boy and got a smile in return.

"You can trust me with this duty, sir," David said.

Alex's thick meat was already on the move before David even touched it. It began to move slowly and to fatten quickly, stretching slowly upward toward the boy's navel, where there was already a growth of soft black hair. Alex just smiled and said nothing, his eyes locked with David's. David looked over at the boy's father as if for approval and the man smiled and nodded.

"Make my boy feel good" Felton said in a hoarse whisper.

With the boy lying on his back on the bed with Arnold on one side and David on the other, Arnold began to rub the boy's chest. Alex looked over as if to make sure his dad and the sheriff were watching and gave them a gleaming smile. David applied warm oil to his hands and got on his knees between Alex's legs and began to stroke his thighs, running his hands down the legs to the ankles and then back up. Alex now closed his eyes and purred softly, enjoying the feel of human touch. Arnold had begun to lick the boy's neck and then moved up and began to stick his wet, warm tongue into the boy's ear. Then he gave the boy a wet kiss, sharing his tongue. Alex responded in kind and then Arnold pulled away and resumed licking the boy's warm skin on his neck. David had now begun to graze the boy's nutsac with his fingertips. The boy's sac had, at first glance, appeared hairless but on closer observation, had very fine, soft-looking black hairs. The boy's big meat was now dancing without even having been touched yet. He had begun to ooze clear pre-cum from his fat cockhead and it was running down the underside of his cock until David scooped some of it onto his finger and put his finger in his mouth.

The sheriff and the boy's father had been watching mesmerized as Arnold and David had gradually aroused Alex to the point where the boy's penis was now at a full erection and bouncing around. The sheriff and the boy's father were still in the chairs at the foot of the bed and both were aroused. Randy had his hand in his jock pouch, massaging his meat. Felton had shucked his swim trunks off and they were now at his feet as he too played with his hard cock inside his jockstrap pouch. The two men locked eyes and Felton extended his hand toward the sheriff's jock. Randy nodded very slightly and Felton moved his hand onto the soft mesh pouch containing Randy's hard meat. Randy did the same for Felton, sliding his hand under the pouch to get his first feel of the handsome officer's rock hard fat, cut meat.

"Look, Alex," David said in a very low voice. "Look how excited your dad and his buddy are watching you get excited. Why don't you guys stand up and show Alex how excited he's gotten you?'

Both men stood up and removed their jocks, their hard cocks standing straight out from their bodies. Felton had a slightly more marked upward curve. The cocks were almost identical in size but looked very different. Felton's plum-sized cockhead was exposed and he was clearly oozing pre cum as he reached down and slowly stroked his meat. Randy's cockhead was covered by his long foreskin until he reached down and slid it back, exposing the cock head, slick with his juices. Alex gasped softly s he watched his own father and the sheriff touch their hard cocks.

"Come on over here and taste your sweet boy" David said. "I know you want to and I know he wants you and your buddy to do it. Don't be afraid. There's no love like the love between a man and his son and there's no better friend than one who shares his riches."

David kissed both men as they lay beside Alex on either side of the boy. David moved around to the top of the bed where Arnold was and began to kiss him while Randy and Felton began to devour Alex's body. Felton continued to share long, wet kisses while Randy went between his legs, spreading them and tasting his sweet hole. Arnold had obviously been very aroused as he now had David bent over a dresser and was in a squat, licking the boy's cleanly shaven, smooth hole. Randy was now lapping at Alex's hole with its soft black hours surrounding it while Felton continued to kiss the boy deeply while tweaking at his hard brown nipples and rubbing his tummy. Alex moved his own hand down and grabbed his cock, wanting to speed his release but his father took his hand in his.

"Patience, son," he told his boy. "Make this last as long as you can. You won't forget this as long as you live. He gently laid the boy's hand at his side and continued to kiss him passionately. The sheriff had begun licking the boy's nuts no and taking each one into his mouth. The boy's nuts were as oversized as his dick, just like his father and the sheriff himself. This elicited more moans from Alex, who continued to ooze plentiful nectar from his exposed cockhead. Arnold now had young David moaning as he spread the boy's round butt cheeks and lapped at his pink hole. Arnold suddenly pulled his head away from the boy's butt and inserted his own index and middle finger into his mouth, wetting them nicely.

"You want something in that hot hole of yours, son?" he asked David

David thrust his butt back toward the man.

"Please" he begged. "I need this. I've been needing this. Please, sir. Please do it."

Arnold slid his two fingers steadily and evenly into the boy as David groaned in pleasure. It was as if the action were in slow motion as Arnold looked over and smiled t the sheriff as he gave the boy what he wanted.

"Son, you sound like you need a good fucking" Arnold said to the boy in a soft, low voice. "Am I right about that?"

"Yes, sir, it's been too long" David said. "I really need to be fucked. I need it so bad."

"You sure, son?" Arnold asked as he slowly inserted and removed to reinsert his fingers into the boy.

"I couldn't be more sure of anything, sir," David said.

"Okay, boy, if it's what you want" Arnold said, removing his fingers from the boy and leading him to the chair Randy had occupied earlier.

"That's a real tight hole, son, and I don't want to hurt you" Arnold said. "I'm gonna sit down on this chair and you can sit in front of me. You can guide my cock right inside your pretty hole as slow as you need to go. If it starts hurting, you just let up. We're in no hurry. I really want to fuck that beautiful ass of yours but I don't want to hurt you."

"Thank you, sir" the boy said as Arnold took his seat, sliding out to the edge of the chair, his cock rock hard and waiting for the boy to sit on it.

"You may want to suck on it a little and make sure it's good and slick" Arnold said."

The boy dropped to his knees and devoured Arnold's cock, taking it deep in his throat and getting it nice and slick. Arnold looked surprised at the boy's cocksucking skills as the boy took his cock all the way to his tonsils and held it there without even a slight gag.

"You're amazing, son," Arnold told the boy as David stood and turned his back to him.

"It's delicious, sir, but I really need it inside me" David said. "I can't wait any longer."

"You don't have to wait, son," Arnold said, turning the boy to face him for a last, wet kiss. The boy then turned away and guided the man's hard, slick cock toward his hole and began to lower himself on the foreskin-covered cockhead. David's cock was tumescent. It was a nice, slightly smaller than average cock with the foreskin intact. The boy seemed to be much more about pleasing others than getting himself off as he lowered himself onto Arnold's hard cock. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of a man's cock entering him, the first time since the loss of his father. Arnold reached around and began to play with David's cock, exposing a pink cockhead. The boy's cock was now flaccid until Arnold began to gently glide the foreskin back and forth as David sat on his hard cock completely.

The sheriff had moved from Alex's big nuts to his hairy little hole and was using his tongue to make the boy purr like a kitten. He gently stroked the boy's hard cock, keeping his strokes slow intentionally. Alex continued to make copious pre-cum as the sheriff inserted his tongue as far as it would go inside the boy. Alex repeatedly grabbed his father's hand or the sheriff's trying to guide them to his cock and make him come. Both men resisted those efforts, softly urging him to take his time.

"He ain't gonna last much longer" the sheriff told the boy's father. "I got my finger on his sweet spot and it's almost got there three times now. I think he's real close."

"Taste that cock, sheriff" Felton said. "Taste my son's sweet cock."

"I think, his paw ought to have the first taste, Felton," the sheriff said as he continued to massage the boy's prostate gland. "It ain't gonna take much to get him there. Your boy ain't goin' nowhere and we'll have plenty of time to share his sweet gifts. Drain your boy's load, buddy."

Felton moved into position after giving the boy a deep kiss and engulfed the boy's fat, cut cock with his mouth taking the cock to its root. Randy felt the boy's fuck nut harden immediately and he knew there was no going back now. He massaged that hard little nut as Alex gasped and his father felt his son's precious, warm cream erupt from his hard cock into his mouth. There was plenty of it but Felton didn't want to miss a drop. He sucked out every drop of his son's sweet cream and then he kept his mouth still, letting the boy begin to desensitize as he reached for the sheriff's head and brought it up beside his own. He carefully removed his mouth from his son's spent cock and shared his cream with his good new friend, the sheriff. Then he shared it with the boy himself, followed by the sheriff deeply kissing the boy.

Seeing what had happened on the bed sent Arnold over the edge as he vigorously fucked David.

"I wish I could keep going, boy, but that ass of yours is gripping my cock like a vise" Arnold said as he thrust deep, fast strokes and David bounced on his cock.

As Arnold seeded the boy, he reached around and felt David's soft, uncut meat in his hand. He began to gently move the foreskin back and forth and he heard a deep moan from the boy as he felt David cum all over his hand, a large load which Arnold then fed the boy.

"Son, that was amazing" Arnold whispered to the boy, kissing his neck even as his dick softened inside him. "You never got completely hard, yet you came a big, full load right after I did."

"Yes, sir," the boy said. "It's something that just happened sometimes with my dad. He said he'd never seen it before but I cum as stong as when I get really hard and shoot a load. It's an amazing feeling and it's like it starts inside and it just explodes. The next thing I know I'm spent and my cum is everywhere."

Alex was now lying in the center of the big bed relaxing after his first blow job ever, his cock slowly returning to a flaccid state.

"There's definitely no doubt about who Alex's father is when you look at their cocks." Arnold said. "That's simply amazing. You gotta wonder if the boy might even end up with a cock that's bigger than his father if he's only sixteen. He's barely started puberty and he's already got man-sized meat."

"I'm glad my cock's like my dad's" the boy said. "I know that I look like my mother and my coloring is like hers but I've always remembered my dad being the handsomest guy in any room and I've always wanted to be just like him."

"You may not look like your paw, but you've both got kind, sweet spirits that are alike" the sheriff said. "And you both definitely got cocks that are outstanding in any group."

"Thank you, sheriff" Alex said. "Looks like you and my daddy are still hard. I know I want to taste my daddy and the way my new friend David is staring at Mr. Randy, I'm fairly sure he's interested in that sheriff meat."

"Son, you don't need to do that" Felton said. "I've been waiting for a long while and I can wait longer to make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine, dad, but I need a taste of you" Alex said, wrestling his father onto his back and diving for his crotch.

Felton was speechless as he felt his son's warm, wet tongue licking his big, full, harry nut sac.

David pulled Randy off the bed, his big cock standing straight out from his body, and pushed him into the chair beside the one Arnold was in. The boy hit his knees and started giving him a wet, sloppy blowjob."

"Fuck, kid, that's amazing!" the sheriff said as he held the boy's head in his hands.

"I'm glad you like it but I'm not gonna finish for now" he said as he stood up and aimed his ass at the sheriff's hard cock.

"Mr. Arnold's cock felt so good in me I need another one."

"Are you sure, son?" Randy said. "It might hurt."

"It's wet and slick and I really want it, sheriff," the boy said. "My daddy gave me his every single day for almost fourteen years. He was big too and I hadn't had one since I lost him until your buddy fucked me. I think I have some lost time to make up for just like Alex does."

The sheriff kissed the boy and put his arms around the muscle boy's small waist. David lined the sheriff's massive cock up with the boy's slick, still cummy hole and eased himself onto the thick rod.'

"Mother of God!" the boy said. "That feels so amazing."

He groaned as the big cock hit bottom.

"Hold still for just a minute" David said. "Let me just get used to it and then you can go at it as hard as you want to."

Randy was rock hard because of the sexy boy taking his cock and watching young Alex taking his father's cock in his mouth while he handled his dad's nuts. David was getting used to the thick cock inside him now and began to slide up and down just a little. Then he began squeezing his inner muscles on the fat meat he was impaled on.

"What the fuck are you doing, boy?" the sheriff gasped as his cock felt as if it were being milked without the boy on his lap even moving.

"Can you believe that shit?" Arnold asked. "I never felt anything like it. I woulda told you but you men was kinda busy while this gorgeous boy was squeezing the last drops of my gism out of me.

David was comfortable with the big dick inside him now and he began to move up and down very slowly. On the upstrokes, he left only the very tip of the sheriff's cock inside him and when he sat, his hole was crushed against the sheriff's thick bush. David controlled the pace in this position and was keeping it slow, wanting to keep the thick meat in him as long as possible.

"Hold on, boy" the sheriff said. "I want to deepfuck this boy pussy."

With both his strong arms tight around the boy's waist, Randy stood as if David were light as a feather. The sheriff walked, with the muscle boy still impaled on his hard cock to the bed and lifted him off his hard cock. He picked the boy up and playfully threw him onto the bed. David quickly raised his hole up in the air and spread his legs. He was on his knees offering himself to the sheriff.

"No, son, I want to look at your goddamn pretty face while I fuck you" the sheriff said in a low, sexy voice. "I'd be willing to bet everything I own that your daddy didn't fuck you from behind very often. If you like this meat, I want to see it in your fucking sexy eyes."

David rolled over onto his back and grabbed both legs behind his knees, totally exposing his smooth, pink hole. He smiled at the sheriff. Randy knew he'd guessed right about the boy's daddy wanting to look him in the eye while he fucked him. William had told him about how he had locked eyes with his sons when he took their cherries and what a special moment it had been. Randy momentarily imagined he was about to penetrate his own son but came back to reality when David looked him in the eye and mouthed two words.

"Fuck me" he said silently.

Before penetrating the boy again, the sheriff put his face right up to the beautiful pink hole which was gaping slightly from the fucking it was getting. Randy licked the boy's hole and got the taste of his buddy's cum.

"I taste my buddy's cum in you, boy, and I'm about to give you another fucking load when you're ready" the sheriff said.

"I'm ready, sheriff" the boy whispered. "I want you to pound my hole."

Randy gave the hole another lick then spit right on it. Without another word, his strong hands took the boy's calves, spread them apart, looked the boy in the eye and shoved every inch of his thick meat inside him."

The boy gasped and the sheriff had an instant of panic, thinking he might have hurt the handsome young man.

"Oh yeah, sheriff, fuck me like my daddy fucked me."

"Your daddy liked fuckin` you rough didn't he?" the sheriff asked as he deep dicked the boy with hard, long thrusts, occasionally pulling his cock out entirely and punching directly back in all the way to the hilt. Each time he did that, the boys eyes fluttered and he begged for more.

The sheriff continued as he glanced quickly to his right to see Alex continuing to suck his father's cock. He had heard the boy gagging a bit and it didn't look as if he was able to take it all, but he was giving a valiant effort and Felton was so excited by having his own son's mouth on his cock, he was in heaven. Alex now played with Felton's big nuts and his dad took his head in both his hands.

"Buddy, I'm about to feed you my juice" Felton said, thrusting shallow thrusts into the boy's wide open mouth.

Just as he began to shoot, he pulled his cock out of the boy's mouth and began to fist his hard cock furiously.

"Get it son," get my cum!" he said as he shot ropes of thick white cum all over the boy's cheeks, his forehead his chin and into his jet-black hair He then collapsed beside the boy onto the bed as Randy felt the beginnings of his own climax.

"You ready for me to breed you boy?" he asked "You want me to put a baby in that pretty boypussy of yours? You want me to flood your gut with my fucking cumload?

"Fuck yes, I want all of that" David said as he grasped both of the sheriff's buttocks as if the sheriff was going to try to pull away before breeding him. Randy gave another twelve or fifteen long, hard, deep thrusts and then he collapsed on top of the boy. He began to kiss him deeply and wetly. David responded, sucking on the sheriff's tongue. Then the boy put his hands on the sheriff's cheeks. They lay very still for a moment with their eyes locked.

"Thank you" the boy whispered as the sheriff nuzzled his head into the boy's warm neck."We may have to repaint this cabin" Arnold said. "I wouldn't be surprised if there's cum stains everywhere once we start cleaning the place up. Now I'm gonna hit the outdoor shower before the water starts cooling down. Once the sun starts going down, that water cools awful fast."

"We're right behind you" the sheriff assured the others as they ran outside.