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"You just lie back there, buddy and we'll take care of you" William said as he and Arnold tossed their own towels and William began to kiss Randy's mouth, extending his tongue as deeply as possible. Randy responded, sucking on William's tongue. Arnold went for the sheriff's nipples which were already standing hard on his furry chest. Arnold teased, licked and sucked both nips and licked his fur until it was plastered to his chest. Then he went lower, licking his thick trail down to his very thick pubic bush. He slathered it with his own juices and then, skipping the cock, which was standing straight up, went for the man's full nutsac. Arnold tried but was unable to get both big nuts in his mouth, so he lovingly tongued each on. Then he went lower. William continued to kiss the sheriff, whose respirations had doubled, as Arnold spread his thick legs and went for the hairy pink hole. At Arnold's touch, the sheriff spread his legs and flexed his knees to give his buddy access. Arnold dove in and began to lick madly at the hairy hole as William moved down and began to tease the rock hard cock with his tongue. Randy's foreskin was so long that it covered his fat cockhead even when fully hard so William gently pulled the skin back, exposing the fat cockhead, already dripping pre-cum in copious amounts.

"It won't take much for the birthday boy to blow" William said. "He's already leaked a half gallon of this shit."

William then engulfed fully the sheriff's thick cock, his lips pressed into the thick brown pubic bush. He held it there, caressing the cockhead with his throat muscles as Randy moaned.

"Motherfuck, that's amazing" the sheriff moaned as William worked his muscles on the cock. "That's just fuck amazing. Eat that ass, buddy, stick your fucking tongue in me."

"You'll get more than a tongue, birthday boy" Arnold said as he stuck two fingers in his mouth and then slid them all the way into the sheriff's manhole.

Randy gasped loudly as the fingers entered him and then began to massage his sweet spot.

"Holy mother of God" he moaned. "Don't ever stop this. This is how I want to die. This feels fucking amazing, guys."

"Suck that dick, buddy" Arnold told William. "His little fucknut is getting firm fast and he won't last another minute."

Arnold massaged the sheriff's prostate gland with everything he had and William used his mouth in long strokes, spanning the length of Randy's hard cock.

"I can't fucking stop it" Randy gasped, grabbing William's head and guiding him up and down on his cock. "I can't fucking stop! Eat my cum. Eat my fucking birthday cum. Eat every motherfucking drop of that shit. Oh goddamn!"

William did exactly as instructed and gobbled as much of the thick gizz as he could with only a little dripping down to his chin. As Randy began to calm and lay back silently with his arm across his forehead and his eyes closed, Arnold moved up and began to lick the cum from William's face. That quickly turned into a passionate kiss with both men thrusting their tongues into the other's mouth. They easily moved into a sixty nine position and began to suck each other's hardons. In less than three minutes, both men unloaded in the other's mouth. All three lay quietly until Randy and Arnold noticed Randy was snoring quietly.

"The birthday boy was bushed" William chuckled. "I don't want to wake him up to go to bed. I'll just run upstairs and grab a blanket or two and a pillow and we'll let him sleep here. These wrestling mats are terrific so I think he'll be perfectly comfortable."

"That's great" Arnold said. "I'll straighten up down here and start turning out lights and meet you in the bedroom. Those errands accomplished, the men climbed the stairs together to the giant master bedroom and fell onto the large, custom made bed. Both were soundly asleep within minutes.

Back at the jail, the warden and the deputy took a quick shower together and climbed into the comfortable bed in the back room of the jail. Eamon put his strong arm around the boy and pulled him close.

"I kind of feel like a virgin on prom night" Eamon said. "I'm not sure I've had that feeling in my entire life. I've watched you all day and have thought how nice it would be to be naked with you and now I'm feeling nervous."

"I understand and I'm having some of those feeling myself." David said. "You're a very handsome man and I've had lewd thoughts about you all day. And I'll admit that I've never been in bed with someone of a different race. Not that I've been with a lot of people. I'd never been to bed with anyone except my dad until a short time ago so it's all new. I like the feeling. I like the way you feel and smell and I'm hoping to sample how you taste. I went for a long time just not having sex. I felt that to be with someone else would somehow feel like I was being disloyal to my father. But being here, I haven't had a single second of guilty feelings. I know it's silly but it's almost like I can feel my dad smiling down seeing that I've landed in a good place with some really fine men. Do you think that's crazy?"

"I don't think that's crazy at all, son. You are one honest, smart, handsome little white motherfucker" Eamon said with a smile as he pulled the boy in and kissed him deeply. The kiss became hungry and both men found themselves thrusting with their tongues and sucking on the other man's.

"I want to take a good look at you and I hope you don't mind" Eamon said, throwing the covers off the bed and leaving both men totally exposed.

"Goddamn, you're beautiful, son" Eamon said. I want to taste every inch of you and I don't even know where to start. You're so fucking smooth. How long have you shaved your body?"

"Since I started growing hair" David said. I don't know whether I'd have a hairy body or not. I loved bodybuilding competitions when dad was alive. He encouraged me and shaving me was something very erotic we did together. I'm not so sure I want to continue it though. I think I'd like to see if I'm as hairy as my dad."

"You'll be beautiful whether you shave or not" Eamon said, lifting an arm and licking his smooth armpit with his hot tongue. David moaned as he felt the man's hot tongue on his body. "You're a very responsive little fucker. What would you like to do?"

"I want you to do what you like best" David said. "My dad has some pretty strong ideas about the role of man and the role of a boy. I'd like you to take charge. I know you're really big down there but I also know you'll be gentle."

"How do you know that, son?" Eamon asked. "You're right that my cock's bigger than average. How can you know I won't hurt you?"

"I don't know how I know but I just know" David said. "You're a very rough man with a very rough job. But I sense that you're caring as a lover and I totally trust you. I also heard William's son telling about how gentle you were with him. If that little guy can take it, I'm sure as hell willing to try."

"You're turning me on something terrible, kiddo" Eamon said, taking David's hand and guiding it down to his rapidly hardening cock.

David felt the meat hardening and gasped with pleasure just at touching it. He ran his hand through the man's thick pubic bush, expecting it to feel wiry and coarse but was surprised at how soft it was.

"You're surprised t how it feels aren't you?" Eamon said. "Most of us do have coarse, wiry hair down there and all over our bodies but there was a white man in our wood pile somewhere along the way so I got soft hair."

"It's so thick and I like the way it feels" David whispered throatily.

Eamon suddenly flipped the boy over on top of him and began to kiss him hungrily. David responded in kind. The boy spread his muscled thighs and felt Eamon's thick meat rubbing against his butt. He spread his legs more, trying to get the cock to rub against his hole and Eamon took the cue. "So that is what you want, isn't it?" he asked as David was hungrily kissing and licking his face and his neck.

"MM-huh" David responded, past the point of talking.

Eamon flipped the muscular boy onto his back, spread his legs and dove into his hole. He began to lick the hole madly. David's knees were flexed until Eamon put both arms under his knees and pushed him back so that his ass was in the air and his hole completely exposed. Eamon attacked it wildly with his tongue, licking and thrusting. He then began assaulting the hole with his now slick fingers, first one, then two, then three. David moaned as he felt totally lost in pleasurable sensations with the slightest tinge of pain.

"You like that, boy?" Eamon asked in a very growly, low voice.

"Yes, sir' the boy answered in a trance-like voice.

"If you want this cock in your tight, pretty pink hole, boy, you better get it good and slick" Eamon said, moving to sit on the boy's study chest and offering his cock to David's mouth.

David was eager to suck the big, uncut meat and took it into his mouth, generating plenty of saliva as he sucked.

"Boy, you sure do have a sweet mouth" Eamon growled. "If you ass is half as sweet, I'm about to be in fucking heaven.

His dick now soaked in David's saliva, he moved back down and again raised the boy's smooth legs into the air. He lined up his cock with David's hole and teased the boy with just the very tip as David moaned and begged to be fucked.

"You're about to be fucked, boy" Eamon said. "I hope you like it as much as I know I will."

Eamon then pressed his hard meat into the boy. David gasped as he felt the cock entering him and continued to gasp as the man stuffed the entire cock into him. He never felt pain, just a feeling of being stuffed like he never remembered feeling before.

"Are you all right, son?" Eamon asked, holding his cock impaled in the boy.

"Yes, sir" David said softly. "Please fuck me."

Eamon did just that as he began to slide his cock in and out of the boy, pulling back until it almost popped out of the hungry hole then easing it all the way back in until David grunted each time it hit bottom. He fucked him slowly at first, David whimpering and moaning. Then Eamon changed his pace and began to thrust faster and with more power. He did a masterful fuck of the boy and when he felt his nut beginning to rise, he reached between David's legs and found the boy's cock to be hard, He spit on one of his hands and began to stroke the boy's cock, timing the strokes with his own thrusts into the boy's battered hole. It didn't take long for David to shoot his load as he moaned and the warden felt the boy's thick cream coating his hand and spurting over the boy's smooth belly. The warden continued to thrust as he fed the boy his own cum after having a taste of the sweet cream for himself.

"Boy, that's the sweetest cum I ever fucking tasted" he growled. "I'm about to breed that sweet, round ass of yours. Are you ready boy? Are you ready for that, boy? Are you ready to get fucking bred?"

David was urging him on as he bucked and thrust and at the moment he began to shoot his thick load, he pulled out and shot it right onto the boy's now gaping pink hole. After three thick spurts, he shoved his whole cock back inside the boy and completed his ejaculation inside the boy. Both men were totally spent and lay there in that position for several minutes silently. Eventually Eamon rolled off the boy and sprawled out on his back. David moved in close, snuggling under his arm. The warden embraced the boy amd planted a long kiss on his neck.

"Thank you" David said quietly.

"I'm the one who should be thanking you" the warden said. "That was nothing short of phenomenal, kiddo. I may have impregnated you. I felt like I just kept cumming and cumming and cumming."

"I wouldn't mind that at all" David said. "I bet you can make some beautiful babies. Do you have any?"

"Nope" the warden said. "We just never got around to it. Both of us worked far too much to ever start a family. We've been married for eighteen years but we rarely see each other these days. She runs a large cosmetics company and lives in New York City. I moved there with her briefly and I enjoyed the city but not as a place to live. We had fun and got into a little swinging while we were there. I think she discovered she liked eating pussy more than sucking a dick although we've never really talked about it. We're actually very good friends even if we weren't great as husband and wife. How about you, kid, you plan on having a wife and kids and the whole picket fence thing?"

"To be honest, I have no sexual interest in women, Eamon" David said. "I dated in high school and college because I didn't want to be thought of as a fag. My dad encouraged it too because he didn't want people to suspect what our relationship really was. I was never comfortable with women in any sexual setting. I hated the double dates where we'd be with another couple. It seemed to end up that we'd go parking and the other couple would be having sex. I felt I had no choice but to do the whole kissing thing and act like I wanted to get into their panties but I never enjoyed it. The closest I ever got to fucking a girl was fingering her and I really didn't like it. It just never felt right. I'd love to be a father. I'd really love that but I don't guess it'll ever happen if I'm totally turned off by the thought of pussy."

"You just never know, son" Eamon said. "Strange circumstances happen. Look at the single dads here in Gayberry. Randy, William, Arnold, Felton and Dale are all single dads. And they're some of the best fathers I've ever seen. I really believe that fathers make great parents, maybe better without a woman in the home. Look at the Bentley brothers. They have raised a son who is a talented, smart boy and they aren't even sure which of them provided the sperm. But they're both great parents to that boy and there's not a finer boy in this town."

"I agree" David said. "I loved my mom but it was my dad who raised me and formed me. All the cases you cited just now had men who fucked a woman to get their sons. I really don't care about doing that so I guess I'll never get to experience being a father, as much as I'd love it."

"Never give up if your dream is to be a father" Eamon said. "I've n ever been the most religious guy in the world but I do believe a path is provided for us if we really want something. You just never know what might come your way."

He kissed the boy on the cheek and pulled covers over them. Within minutes both were asleep, the warden holding the young deputy tightly.

Just as the sun began to light the Gayberry sky, the warden and the deputy were awakened by a shriek which came from the front room of the jail. David grabbed his boxers and put them on as he ran toward the front of the building. Eamon stubbed his toe and fell to the ground, nursing a bleeding big toe on his left foot and looking for something to wrap his injured foot. When David got to the front of the building, he observed Mr. Hunt, dressed in a modest pink floor-length peignoir and still in makeup, jewelry and wig, cowering in the corner of his cell. Then he looked at the other cell to see the prophet covering himself with a blanket on the cot where they had earlier left Sheriff Joe, Sheriff Joe was sprawled on his back, naked and arms spread out with a feather pillow covering his face.

"What in the name of God has happened up here?" David asked

"I thought I heard a struggle but I thought I was dreaming and ignored it" Mr. Hunt said. "I turned over and tried to ignore it but it kept up. I heard the sounds of a struggle and it sounded as if someone was gasping for air. I finally got up to find that fat sheriff on the floor of the cell and the prophet holding a pillow over his face. By the time I was able to scream, I think he was dead. I tried to scream but was so terrified I had no voice. I think he's dead. Oh my God! I think that other guy murdered him!"

Mr. Hunt began to cry hysterically as the prophet nonchalantly fluffed his pillow and covered himself with the blanket.

"I told the fat pig to stop snoring" the prophet said. "I told him several times. I haven't had any sleep in several nights and he just wouldn't stop. The whole time we were in the water he was constantly whining and crying and bitching and complaining and now he just wouldn't stop snoring. So I put a stop to it. How else was I supposed to get any rest? It's no big deal. It saved me from having to fire him and listen to more of his whining and crying. You have his job so you should be happy. I should have gotten rid of him ages ago when he outlived his usefulness. All he wanted to do these days was to fuck his silly whore wife and eat everything in sight. I say it's good riddance to a nuisance."

"But he's dead" David said. "How do we explain this to the sheriff? We can't just say you murdered him. This sheriff Gaylor is a straight arrow who won't just shrug off a murder that happened in his own jail!"

"You figure it out" the prophet said. "That's what I'll be paying you for from now on anyway. Use your noggin and figure it out. Sheriff Joe did know things nobody else knew and I guess I should tell you just in case something should happen. Nothing is actually going to happen to me as I plan to live well past a hundred and still be fucking virgins every day. But there are things."

"Prophet, it's now my job to look after you and keep your secrets" David said calmly and quietly. What do I need to know?"

"Well for one thing, I want you to call the fat slob's widow and tell her to get the fuck out of that house" the prophet said. "I want her out. She was never quality and I tried to talk him out of that but he wouldn't listen."

"But Sheriff Joe told us that you built that beautiful home for him and his wife and furnished it and bought anything he wanted for it" David said. "You can't throw out his widow. She will inherit the house since he's dead."

"Oh hell no!" the prophet aid with a laugh. "She inherits nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zero. One of Joe's failings was that he trusted me too much. He hated reading so he never read anything. I built the house and told him it was his. But it remained in my name along with all the contents inside it. He had a life trust which would allow him to live in that house I owned until his death. Well, it looks like to me he's pretty goddamned dead. That tramp he was married to owns nothing, including the house, the furniture, the clothes, the jewelry, the automobiles. They're all mine. I even had him sign a will leaving me all of his assets and he had no idea what he was signing. He thought it was leaving everything to his cunty, greedy wife but it left everything to me. He never read a word of it so the grieving widow is thoroughly and completely fucked. And he's the only one who knew, aside from my lawyer, where all those legal papers are. On the second floor of the ranch house I have a big-ass office with a big teak desk. The desk has to be moved and it'll take a couple of strong men to do that. But under the two front legs, there are boards in the floor that slide open. Inside those compartments are boxes which contain deeds, wills, all kinds of legal shit and a butt load of cash. I kept it just in case we ever needed to leave Arizona in a sudden manner."

"I will hold your secrets in my heart" David said.

"Now let me get some fucking sleep" the prophet said. "And get his fat ass out of here before he stinks up the place. And when I wake up I want some eggs Benedict and bagels"

"Sir, I doubt that's possible" David said. "The only place we have here for breakfast is the diner and they don't do fancy stuff. The best they can do is probably scrambled eggs and toast or a biscuit. Will that do?"

"Son, your job is to make things happen the way I want them to happen" he said. "Don't disappoint me. Sheriff Joe disappointed me. You see what happened to him. Do not ever disappoint me."

The prophet pulled the cover over his head and appeared to be sleeping in no time. Eamon had wrapped his bloody toe and had come to the front of the jail, silently listening to the conversation. He had not bothered with putting on clothes and his long, thick meat hung as he squatted outside the cell. Mr. Hunt had recovered upon seeing the warden's meat and moved closer to the cell bars to get a better look.

"You're liking what you see there, are you, Mr. Hunt?" the warden teased quietly.

"Please call me Mikayla and yes, I really like it" Mr. Hunt said. "Can I touch it? I'd really like to just touch it. Well, not really just touch it. I'd love to play with that beautiful cock."

"I really don't think that would be appropriate with a dead man on the floor of the next cell, Mikayla" the warden whispered.

"That's a beautiful cock" Mr. Hunt said. "I'd really love to touch it. I'd love to see what that handsome deputy's packing too."

"If you ask nicely, he might let you have a quick look" the warden said. "He's a very sweet boy. Come over her for a minute, deputy."

David walked over and in a very hushed tone the warden told him that Mr. Hunt really wanted to have a quick look at his cock. David's face instantly turned beet red.

"Come on" David said with a smile. "Don't tease me. We have work to do."

"And we'll do it as soon as you give Mikayla a look at your pretty cock. She really wants to see it and we should be nice to her. She's been traumatized and if she hadn't screamed, we might have had somebody else walk in and find this bullshit. Come on. She won't touch. She just wants to see it and you've got nothing to be ashamed of. I bet if you showed her that pretty cock of yours, she'd be willing to write us a detailed statement of the events that just transpired in case we ever need it."

The warden stood up and moved behind the deputy, putting his fingers under the waistband of the deputy's white boxer shorts.

"Of course I'll be happy to do that" Mikayla said in a flirty tone of voice.

"You don't mind do you?" Eamon teased. "Just a little look. I think she's earned it."

"Well, I guess a quick look would be all right" David said. "But this is really embarrassing."

Eamon slowly eased the waistband out and pulled the handsome deputy's boxers down to his knees. David had a very pretty cock – not a giant one like the warden but a very respectable uncut piece of meat and nice, full balls. Eamon gently took the boy's cock in his hand and eased the foreskin back, exposing his fat cockhead. He did that a couple of times when David gently slapped his hand away.

"I think that's enough of that" he said, pulling his boxers up. "We've got a dead body in the middle of the floor and a sheriff who could walk in here at any minute. I'm probably going to lose my job and I'll really hate that because I love it here."

"You don't have to worry about that, David" Eamon said. "Sheriff knows a good thing when he finds it. I mentioned to Sheriff Gaylor how I'd love to have you up in Statesville and he shut me down in a flash. He has no intention of letting you go and he's forbidden anybody to try any poaching."

"I'm glad to hear that but this is a real fucking mess" David said. "Do you think we can drag him back into the shower and run some cold water over him to cool down, then maybe get some ice and pack him in it as best we can? I just don't want the sheriff walking into something like this, especially since we don't know who might be with him?"

"We can do that" Eamon said and together they dragged the obese body back and got it into the shower, running cool water over it for several minutes.

"I think I better run over to the sheriff's house and tell him what's happened here" David said. "I think he probably needs to hear that information about where all the prophet's papers and stuff are in case he wants to pass that on to the governor and Abe. Information is important in times like these."

"You're as smart as you're beautiful, boy" Eamon said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "But I think you ought to stay here in case the prophet wakes up. I'm not sure I can keep up the subservient slave bit much longer without punching that arrogant racist fucker right in the face. I'd probably beat him to death before I could even stop. How about if I go over to the sheriff's and give him a head's up? I can also pick up some breakfast and lots of ice on the way back."

"That would be great, Eamon" David said. "I think you're the one here who's really smart. And I think you probably better put some clothes on before you go. I find that beautiful dick of your very distracting, especially since I know now what it can do."

"Flattery will get you everywhere with me, Deputy David" Eamon said.

The warden then dressed and headed for the sheriff's house. No sooner than he left through the rear door of the building than David heard a pounding on the front door. He went to answer the front door, not even realizing he was still wearing only his white boxers and a pair of white socks he had put on as Eamon was leaving.

David opened the door to find Nellie Walker, the pharmacist from the drug store next door to the jail.

"Sheriff David" she said, "I came in before sun up to do some paperwork I had not been able to get done during office hours and just as the sun was coming up, I could have sworn I heard a scream which sounded like it came from this direction. I initially convinced myself it was my imagination but the more I thought about it the more real it felt. I thought I should check to see if anyone was here and if this was where the sound came from."

She boldly pushed her way inside the building and began to survey the scene. She looked around, seeing Mr. Hunt in one cell and the prophet in the other bunk, his head covered with the blanket.

"Looks like you have a full house here" Nellie said. "That's very unusual for our peaceful little town. Of course we have a sheriff who is much more concerned with his own little agenda than in enforcing the law."

She was carefully inspecting the handsome deputy's muscular body when David suddenly realized he was only wearing boxer shorts and a pair of socks.

"I'm so sorry I'm not properly dressed" David said, heading swiftly for the back room to put on more clothes. But Nellie was on his heels when he reached the door and the deputy knew she would see the bloated body of the dead Sheriff Joe if he opened the door.

"I really don't mind the way you're dressed" Nellie said. "As a matter of fact, I really like looking at your body. We don't have too many men in Gayberry built like you and with a pretty face to match."

"Well, if you don't mind, all my naughty bits are covered, as they say" David said, walking back to the desk, self-consciously feeling her eyes taking in his semi-nudity. "And you did hear a scream. It was the lady we have in cell number one. She saw a mouse and it scared her. I'm afraid it scared her frightfully and she screamed. It certainly woke me up and I was chasing it around which is why I'm not properly attired."

"Your attire is just peachy in my book "Nellie said in her most flirty voice. "You know that sheriff and I were kind of a thing when I first moved here, don't you? He was crazy about me and I think he wanted our relationship to go somewhere but I just never cared for him like he cared about me. I think he wanted to propose but I dodged him. I don't like to see a man embarrass himself. Now I don't much care for him or his little political agenda. Why, our very own mayor is planning to run for governor and Sheriff Gaylor won't even support him. I know the mayor is so very disappointed. I even hear talk that the mayor may be supporting someone to run against the sheriff next election. The sheriff has been in that position for twelve years and I think a change might be good for our little town."

"Who is going to run against sheriff Gaylor?" David asked. "My impression is that he's pretty unbeatable. I hear tell no one has ever even run against him."

"I don't have any specifics "Nellie said. "All I've heard is that someone in law enforcement over in Mount Pilot is thinking about moving over here and running. The mayor says he would back him. I didn't see you at the sheriff's birthday party last night. I was there with the mayor and his lovely fiancé."

"No, ma'am, somebody had to watch the jail since we have a full house" David said. "I hated to miss it."

"It wasn't much of a party" she said. "The sheriff just wanted to show off his big new mansion which he practically stole from Mrs. Bedford. He's treated that lady and his own aunt horribly. Mrs. Bedford was the social leader of this town before Randy started his campaign against her. The word is that he tricked her out of her construction company she inherited from her husband as well as her home. That house was one of the finest in this town but I'm sure it will be rundown in no time with that band of ragamuffins living there. But it's a shame you weren't there. I believe any place you are is a lovely place. I love those muscles you have."

She had him pinned between his desk and the corner now and began to run her hands over his biceps and then down his flat tummy.

"I believe that's called a six pack, isn't it?" she asked. "But I don't know a lot about those things. "Your body is so very nice."

She was now running one hand over his butt and the other snaked inside the waistband of his boxers.

"Ma'am, I think you need to stop this right now" David protested, attempting to gently remove her hands from his person. "I think it's better if you just go back to your drug store, Miss Walker."

"Come on, honey, loosen up a little" she said as he tried to pull away without slapping her. "It gets awful lonely over there in that drug store" she said. "Especially when I know there's a nice warm body like yours just a few steps away. Come on and put a hand in my panties. I don't mind at all. I think you'll find my pussy's nice and tight and barely used at all."

"Aren't you married?" David asked. "I would never do anything with a married lady. My parents didn't raise me that way. As a matter of fact, I took an oath with my parents to remain pure until marriage and I intend to keep my promise."

"Come on, honey" I just want to feel of what you're hiding in those pretty white boxers" she said, breathing heavily and wrapping one of her legs around his. "Come on, cutie. Nobody's going to know what we get up to in here" she said. "You can threaten that lady prisoner and the other one's dead to the world. I want to see what you have in your pants."

"No, you're a married woman" David said. "I can't do this."

"I'm married but only because the former deputy raped me right here in this building" Nellie said. "I was a virgin until he raped me and my uncle said I had to marry him to protect my reputation and my family's reputation in this town. I'm having him served with divorce papers this afternoon. I really was a virgin till I got raped and in case you don't know it, I was a runner up in the Miss Gayberry Pageant this year."

"Miss Walker, you really need to leave right now" David said, trying to get away from her. "This could affect your divorce. You are a married lady and this is just not appropriate >"

"Oh come on, just let me suck on it a little" she said. "I sucked a lot of dick in college to stay a virgin and still be popular. I know I can please you. Just let me try. You'll see how good I am and I'll never tell a soul. Nobody will ever know."

"That's a damned lie!" came a voice from the cell area.

It was the voice of Mr. Hunt, who had freshened his makeup, straightened his wig and put on more jewelry. He was actually looking passable as female again.

"I'll know it and I assure you I will tell everybody in this town who'll listen that miss fancy pants druggist lady from the oldest family in this fucking town practically raped a young deputy who has taken a purity oath to honor his parents. You can bet I'll tell it. I'll tell it to reporters and newspapers and radio and television. You better get your fucking paws off that boy and get the fuck out of here right this minute!"

Nellie was so shocked, David managed to lead her to the front door, push her out, and lock the door behind her before she even grasped what was going on.

"God almighty, Jesus, what a whore!" Mr. Hunt said.

"Thanks for doing that" the young deputy said shakily. "I've never had anything like that happen in my life."

"Can y'all please shut the fuck up" the prophet said from under his covers. "For Jehovah's sake, a man is trying to sleep in here."

David walked over to the cell and shook Mr. Hunt's hand.

"Thank you for that" David said. "I didn't know how to handle it. I didn't want to injure her but I didn't like her touching me either. It was a very kind thing for you to do. I want you to know that I have met your son. I find what you and that preacher and all those others did to him and to the other boys absolutely criminal and morally inexcusable and reprehensible. I would never say that he's wrong to cut off all contact with you and your wife or ex-wife or whatever. But, that said, I do appreciate what you did today. And please know that if given an opportunity I will put in a positive word with the warden about you getting the gender reassignment surgery. I may not be able to have any influence but, if given the chance I will support your case."

"Thank you, David" Mr. Hunt said. "I know that what I did was evil. I will never make any excuses for my actions in anything I participated in with that preacher. It is beyond horrendous and I can't even forgive myself. I don't know what happened to me but I know I am guilty of horrible things. But I hope I will get an opportunity to truly become an entirely different person. I will always hope I can be a much better person and try to make up for some the harm I caused as Michael Hunt. Thank you for that, David."

The handsome deputy leaned in and gave Mikayla a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"By the way" Mikayla said with a chuckle in her voice. "I know you couldn't have performed with that slut because I heard everything that went on in that back room last night. You got the fucking of a lifetime and I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't green with envy."

David again turned beet red and headed to the back to get properly dressed as Mikayla picked up a gossip magazine and relaxed on her cot.

When Eamon arrived at Randy's house, the house was just waking up for the day. The doctor was in the kitchen with Sonny, Kurt, and Rafe preparing a big back to school breakfast for everyone. Sonny was becoming quite accomplished in the kitchen and loved trying new things most of them had never eaten before. The doctor had just poured himself a cup of coffee as he heard the tapping at the front door. He was surprised to see Eamon standing at the door before seven o'clock in the morning.

"Good morning, warden" the doctor said, shaking his hand and exchanging a hug. "Is everything all right at the jail?"

"Yes and no, but mostly no I think" he said "There is a problem and I think I need to see Randy."

"Of course" the doctor said. "He's an early riser like I am and he just came up for a cup of coffee. He, William and Arnold just went downstairs to try out the new shower we had installed as part of the sheriff's birthday present. Come on down with me and we'll let him know you're here."

The two men went down the stairs into the large, extravagant workout area which had been gifted to Randy by the doctor and all the men and boys in the house.

"Whew!" Eamon said. "This is nicer than most of the gyms I've seen in the big cities. This is absolutely unbelievable. "

Over to the far right of the room was a large opening into the group shower where he saw Randy and Arnold with William all under the tower-styled shower.

"Sheriff, Warden Eamon is here to see you" the doctor said.

"Eamon, strip down and join us" Randy said. "I am lovin' this shower. The water pressure is outstanding. Mr. Lee ran a separate line and it will almost blow you out of the room."

"Actually I think I will join you" Eamon said. "I had to leave the jail pretty suddenly and didn't have time to shower."

"I believe I see a little dried cum in your belly hair, warden" William teased as the warden quickly undressed and joined the other naked men under the steaming hot water.

"I can't imagine what you might have done that would have left you with dried semen on your belly last night" Randy said. "Don't think I didn't pick up on the looks you was exchangin' with my young deputy yesterday. I hope you didn't spoil the boy for all of us and I hope David is able to walk this morning."

"He is a pretty young thing and as smart as he's pretty" Eamon said as he soaped his body and enjoyed the steamy environment and the simple pleasure of being naked with other men. "But I think he's a little nervous right now about keeping his job after the incident that happened about an hour ago."

"That boy could go out and shoot somebody on Main Street and still have his job if it's left up to me" Randy said. "He's such an improvement over what I've put up with for the last ten years. But what's the problem?"

"It's nothing David did" Eamon said. "I was assisting that fatass Sheriff Joe with his shower when he started some shit last night. I lost my temper and coldcocked the asshole when he went too damned far with some racial shit. I know I shouldn't have but I did. But he fell into the wall. There was a little blood and he was out cold so we took him into the cell he was sharing with the prophet and laid him on the cot. It had stopped bleeding before we even got him on the cot so I was expecting to have to deal with a shitstorm this morning when he woke up and remembered what happened. But he didn't wake up. After we got the prisoners settled, David and I went to the back and went to bed. We were sound asleep when we heard Mikayla, or Mr. Hunt, whatever, scream and ran in to find the prophet had rolled the sheriff off the cot onto the floor and put a feather pillow over his face until he suffocated. Mr. Hunt heard the whole thing but was still half asleep and didn't realize what she was hearing was a struggle until the sheriff fatass was stone cold dead. Mikayla was freaked out but the prophet was cool as a cucumber. See, he had already told David of his plan to fire Sheriff Joe and he's hired David as his head of security. He says he was planning to have Sheriff Joe resign when they got back to Arizona and he could pressure the governor to appoint David as Sheriff of Maricopa County. David has both the prophet and his wife eating out of his pretty little hand."

"Holy fuck, he's even better than I thought" the sheriff said.

The men finished their showers and dried, donning oversized white terrycloth robes that were also gifts. They shared one with Eamon and they all took seats in the seating area just outside the shower as the boys began to stream in to try the new shower.

"The doctor said we could try it out as soon as you guys finished" Arnold Junior said as boys converged on the area.

Arnold introduced Eamon to his son and they shook hands in a very adult fashion, although little Arnie was buck naked. He was a cute boy with a ring of sort pubes atop his uncut cock. He was obviously still in early puberty as Eamon noticed he had no hair in his pits.

"What a fine looking boy" Eamon said as he ruffled the cute boy's longish hair and he headed into the shower.

"Eamon, I think you'll remember my son, Billy Paul" William said as Billy Paul jumped into the very tall man's arms and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"You are even more handsome than the last time I saw you" Eamon told the boy who was sprouting a thicker patch of pubes than Arnie but was still also hairless in the pit area. Billy Paul appeared to have had a slight lengthening of the penis and it looked a bit thicker than the night Eamon had slept with Billy Paul and his father at Principal Whalen's home.

"I've asked my dad about a million times when you were coming to visit again" Billy Paul said. "Are you going to be in town for a while?"

"That is not at all certain but if I am, I'd love to spend some more time with you, son" the handsome warden said.

Billy Paul climbed down and hit the shower with Arnold Junior as Dopie came in, already naked for a hug from the warden.

"My little ginger boy!" Eamon said as he lifted Dopie into the air.

Dopie laughed as his head grazed the ceiling.

"I won't be able to do that much longer without putting your head through the sheet rock" Eamon said. "You're growing too fast!"

"Yessir, I sure am and look what I got" Dopie said, raising his arm and showing off the blondish-red hairs in his armpit.

"Oh my goodness!" Eamon said excitedly. "You're getting them up top before you get them down below. I've only known a couple of boys who did that but it certainly makes you very special."

Dopie ran into the shower with the other naked preteen boys as the governor came into the room, wearing only a towel.

"Eamon!" the governor greeted enthusiastically. "What a nice surprise! I had heard you were in town and I hoped to see you at the birthday party last night but I heard you were on jail duty. How is the resident asshole?"

"The resident prophet asshole is fine and arrogant and prideful and demanding as ever but his sidekick is not so much" Eamon said.

"Sounds like I may need to hear this" the governor said as he told the younger boys to go ahead with their shower and he started upstairs to the kitchen with the others, the governor still wearing only a towel.

Once in the big kitchen area, the doctor poured coffee for all of them as they took seats at the long granite counter.

"Well the first news is that one of the three people most of the world thinks died a couple of days ago is now dead in fact" Eamon said. "The prophet got fed up with Sheriff Joe's snoring and whining and rolled his sleeping ass off the cot in the jail cell and put a pillow over his face and smothered him to death. A prisoner in the next cell heard the struggle but thought he was dreaming and woke up too late to sound an alarm. He is very dead and is now packed in ice in the shower of the jail. That is the reason I had no shower before coming here and I thank you for the opportunity to feel nice and clean. In addition, young Deputy David has completely gained the prophet's trust in addition to the trust of his wife. Both of them are convinced that David is going to pull off something to get them together so that the prophet can put a baby in his wife who has undergone massive fertility treatments and will reach her peak fertility in the wee hours of Wednesday morning. David has them both convinced that somehow he will enable the breeding and then help them escape to Arizona. In the meantime, in addition to having uncovered a group who has pledged loyalty to the prophet and is spread throughout the state and county governments in Arizona, he has learned they are all branded with a `p' on their butts. They have not only pledged their loyalty to the prophet but plan to support him in his run for governor of the state next year and his plan to pull Arizona out of the United States to become a sovereign nation."

"Son of God!" the governor exclaimed. "That motherfucking asshole could start another civil fucking war. That's why the president called me last night and wants me and Abe to fly out to Arizona to speak with the governor. It's making a little more sense now. It looks like this has become a matter of national security."

"What?" William asked. "I knew that you and our young president were acquainted but I didn't know it was more than that."

"Yes, I love that man" the governor said. "We were roommates at boarding school in Connecticut with another boy who was totally gay. Even then he was out as he could be. We were often called the musketeers and even backpacked around Europe one summer during break. My friend was never supposed to be president. His old man had groomed his older brother to be president but then his plane got shot down during the war and it all fell to my friend. We have remained close to this day. A week doesn't go by that we don't talk. He called late last night and reached Abe over at the principal's home. Abe was here at 2:30 this morning connecting me with the president. He said he couldn't talk much until I was on a secure line but he did ask us both if we would head out to Arizona as secret envoys to meet with the governor. This has to be it. Fuck me! I was hoping it was something minor like paying off another Hollywood starlet he'd fucked and he need us to shut it down. I've done favors like that for him and his father since he went into politics. You wouldn't believe how his dick was always hard. He was never much for sucking cock unless he'd had a few but the man loved getting his cock sucked. He didn't care who was sucking it either. I remember when he was in college, he had a problem with his foreskin being too tight. Being Irish Catholic, none of the boys in the family were circumcised. But Jack had a medical problem that necessitated circumcision. He wasn't supposed to get an erection for six weeks after the operation but he couldn't do it. He kept getting hard and blowing off the bandages. It was terribly painful but he couldn't control it. My buddy and I kept on replacing the bandages and he would be in so much pain and we couldn't help laughing. But this is serious and we'll have no choice but to try to help."

"A little additional information that the prophet spilled is that Sheriff Joe died with nothing" Eamon said. "Sheriff Joe thought the big house the prophet built for him and his new wife was his but the prophet fucked him. He said Sheriff Joe never read anything but trusted the prophet in all things. The prophet built him a big fine home near his own on the ranch but only gave him some kind of living trust. The minute the sheriff died, he had no more interest. Ownership of the house, the land, the contents, even the clothing in the house reverted to the prophet and not only that, but when sheriff Joe did his will. The prophet arranged for every single thing the man owned to be left to the prophet and his wife. He said Sheriff Joe just signed the will without even looking. He wanted David to call the widow this morning to inform her to get the fuck out of his house and leave with nothing."

"What a supreme asshole" the governor said. "I know Abe is on his way over so if you guys will start briefing him on all of this while I run down and grab a shower with the boys I'd appreciate it. This is going to be a shitstorm so I intend to savor the last minutes I have with these angels."

"Gentlemen, our boys have made a special treat for you this morning" the doctor announced as he set plates in front of all of them. "Tell them what you've made, son."

"Sonny Smallwood, a very handsome boy of seventeen stepped up and announced he had made eggs Benedict for the first time and he hoped they would all enjoy their breakfast as he had made enough for a small army."

"I'll be goddamned!" Eamon said. "Before I left the prophet had commanded David to bring him eggs Benedict for breakfast. This could never happen in a million years."

"I'll pack enough for the prophet, David and your other prisoner" Sonny said as the men tasted the most delicious eggs they had ever put into their mouths.

As they began to eat their breakfasts, Abe arrived and the others filled him in on everything.

"I had a call just before I left from the president's chief of staff" Abe said. It looks like we'll be heading out there later today" Abe said. "Eamon, do you recall where the `p' brand was located on Sheriff Joe's butt? If we have to start looking at every butt in Arizona it might be helpful to have our information be as specific as possible. I've got to send this info on up the ladder as soon as I finish breakfast."

"Abe, I really don't recall seeing the letter on Sheriff Joe but he was lying on his backside when we found him dead. He was also bottom down when we drug him to the back and into the shower and in the shower he's sitting on his butt. So I probably didn't see it at all. I'll call David and have him take a look."

"Eamon excused himself to the library and returned a couple of minutes later saying David had found the brand on the sheriff's left butt cheek.

"That's helpful if we have to start having every citizen of the state drop trou to look at their asses" Abe said.

"David said he's run more cold water over the sheriff but he thinks we really need to get some ice on the body pretty fast." Eamon said.

"I can help out there" the doctor said. "I've got an icemaker in the utility room that could provide ice for the army. I end up throwing it out every day to keep from overflowing. "

"Kurt, Rafe and I can bag it up and take it" Sonny said. "You've got boys to feed and get off to school."

As he said that, boys wrapped in towels came up from the downstairs, all talking about how much they loved the new shower.

"I know you boys usually dress before sitting down to breakfast, but I'm making an exception this morning since we've had a lot going on" the doctor said. "Go ahead and take your seats in just your towels and enjoy this fine breakfast. Sonny is pressed for time but we'll serve your plates then he can take off."

The boys all took seats at the big breakfast table and started to wolf down the fancy food.

"These are the best eggs I ever tasted" Dopie said with the other boys agreeing with him.

"Looks like the sheriff's son is developing some fancy tastes" said the governor as all present laughed.

"I'm sure that wouldn't be because the governor f the state is spoiling him rotten" said Randy to laughter all around the table.

"As long as you men will allow me to spoil your boys, you can bet I'll do it" the governor said. "It's so different here than it is in Raleigh and I really do cherish every minute I have with my Gayberry family. I know that Abe feels the same way."

"Indeed I do, governor" Abe said. "Now if you're finished with breakfast and if all of you will excuse us, I think we need to borrow the sheriff's library for a conference call with the president of the United States."

All the boys' eyes grew wide at that remark and Abe and the governor headed for the library.

"Is he serious? Billy Paul asked.

"Are they really about to talk to the president? Arnold Junior asked.

"Indeed they are, my son, indeed they are" his father answered.

The boys took off to get dressed and Kurt, Rafe, and Sonny went to begin bagging ice in large plastic trash bags to take to the jail. The doctor sat down and poured a cup of coffee.

"I'm really looking forward to the study group this afternoon" the doctor said. "We only missed one session because of all the unrest but I feel I've been away for a year. I miss those boys and I'm really looking forward to adding the Moore twins to the group."

William asked who the Moore twins were and the doctor and Randy explained all that had transpired with that family while the others were away.

"The boys have excellent manners and I think they have good minds" the doctor said. "I think they can add a lot to our little group."

"It's not so little anymore" the sheriff said. "Are you sure you can handle all those boys? We can get you some help if you want it."

"No, I'm good for now because Kurt, Rafe and Sonny are so good with them" the doctor said. "If Rafe and Kurt go away to college, as I hope they will, then I may need some help. But the boys know that, while I encourage them to enjoy themselves, I will not tolerate any bullshit."

"I realized that Howard Vague wasn't here at the party last night?"Randy said. "Is he unwell or just enjoyin' his time manning the hole up at the service station?"

"I don't think he's been at the station in at least a week" William said. "He has a team of investigators and accountants working on getting information on all the fathers involved in cutting the boys at Pastor Smith's church. He is tireless and smart. He's uncovering things I would never have imagined. I had no idea there was so much wealth in our little town but he says he's getting close to the end of the trail and will be able to lay it all out for us very soon."

"Good" Randy said. "I look forward to takin' some kind of action against them men. Them motherfuckers think they all got off scot free, especially after Preacher Smith just disappeared. Ever one of them has a surprise in store and I can't hardly wait."

"I saw some of Howard's work before I left and I agree with William that he's done a phenomenal job" Arnold said. "There are a couple of business partnerships the men were involved in that he wants me to take a look at this morning so I'm going in with William. God only knows when we'll finish. One thing we may need is a special prosecutor to have the plea deals ready when we spring the trap."

"That's good thinking" William said. "Do you have anyone in mind?"

"No, but I can come up with some names" Arnold said.

"How about your own?" William asked. "After all, you know a lot about all the cases already. You've even met some of the boys. I know that you are passionate about getting justice for these kids. I think you've the obvious and perfect choice."

"Well, I'll certainly do it if you think I can handle it" Arnold said. "It will be a joy to confront these motherfuckers."

"I'll have Abe prepare something so that the governor can sign it before they leave today" William said. "I would like to move forward on this as quickly as possible. These boys have been denied justice for too long."

"Well I plan to head down to the jail and give David a break" Randy said. "I don't want the boy burnin' out on me. I know when I've got a good one. And I'd appreciate it if you'd see if you can't convince Howard to take a little break and go down and suck a few dicks at the hole or whatever he'd like to do."

"Randy, after you check in at the jail, do you think we might run by your old house and check the work that's been done?" Eamon asked. "I'm anxious to see it myself. They should be finishing up and it's the first time I've ever had these prefabricated steel cages installed. I checked with the workers and they had been successful in getting everything in the back of your house, after tearing out a door and a piece of wall. But they said everything will be shipshape when they finish. The company was highly recommended and you should have six cells in your basemen t as secure as those down at the courthouse."

"I can't wait to check it out, Eamon" the sheriff said. "We'll do that as soon as I'm sure that my new deputy is all right and happy."

"I certainly did everything I could to keep the boy happy" Eamon said to the raucous laughter of the men at the table.

"I bet you did" the sheriff said. "I just bet you did."

The men were still laughing as the boys came back down, all dressed and ready for school, their hair nicely combed and smelling clean and fresh.

"Where were Mark and Jimmy this morning?" the sheriff asked. "I couldn't have just missed t hem."

"No, no" William said. "They left very early to run laps at t he school. Both of those boys have applied themselves to sports and to academics. The doctor says they hope to be numbers one and two in the class academically at the end of the semester."

"That's amazing" the doctor said. "Those boys were always smart but they never applied themselves until they got their cocks locked up. That's enabled them to stop thinking about puss all the time and pay attention to the things they need to be paying attention to. I bet the coach is thrilled about Mark's turnaround. I think it's sad that Jimmy's dad seems to have just lost interest in his son. He's such a handsome, smart boy."

"I heard Loyd is lookin' for somebody to buy the barber shop so he can chase young tail all the time" the sheriff said. "That's a goddamned shame. I can't believe anybody would give up a handsome, sweet son like that to chase some nasty pussy!"

"There's something I'd like to bring up to you guys" Eamon said. "I generally try to stay out of things that are none of my business but I'm going to make an exception today. In Deputy David, you have an exceptional young man who has come into your group. I think he's about as fine and as smart as any man I've ever known and he's mature far beyond his years. He has shared with me that he has no interest in women sexually. He has none at all, apparently, but he longs to be a father. I think he would be excellent. I've done a little checking and it seems that, while he seems young, he is actually a year older than you were, sheriff, when Dopie was born, the same age as when William had Johnny and a year younger than when Arnold had Arnold Junior. You are all as fine a fathers as any dads anywhere. I offer for your consideration the option of allowing this young man to impregnate the prophetess and adopt the offspring. I know that William's wife is pregnant and he will have a new son coming along in a few months and I think that raising two babies in a household like this wouldn't be much more trouble than raising one."

"If I have a vote, I'd have everyone of you men adopt a baby and let me help raise them" the doctor said. "I'm so excited that William will be bringing his baby into this house that I don't know what to do. I think Eamon has had a wonderful idea and you can count on me to give the child every ounce of attention the child needs."

"But if David doesn't want pussy, how will he get her pregnant?" William asked.

"I believe I can make that happen" Eamon said. "Actually I have several ideas about that. If nothing else, we can have the boy jack off and the doctor can collect his semen and simply inject it into Miriam's vagina. She's apparently had a shitload of fertility drugs Am I correct, doctor?"

"Absolutely" the doctor said. "It is done all the time now. I simply take the semen, draw it into a syringe and then inject it into the woman."

"David has actually made it clear, it is of no importance to him who the semen donor is" Eamon said. "I bet the boy could make some beautiful babies, especially if they got those ice-blue eyes of his. His eyes are quite extraordinary and I don't think I've ever seen that color before him. He is aware that William had another man impregnate his wife, as did the mayor of this town. David even suggested I might impregnate her. And all of these things are options. Is there any way all of us might gather at the quarters around seven this evening? I think we can give the prophet and his wife a couple of surprises."

All of the men agreed to meet at the quarters at seven sharp. The agreement was that David and Eamon would have the prophet there a few minutes before to put the plan into action. The governor and Abe came back into the room and both got fresh coffee.

"Looks like we'll be driving back to Raleigh this morning, then grabbing the jet out to Arizona" the governor said. "Jack would like to go himself but it is his birthday after all and there's a big party planned in New York City. I'll have to miss that but it's all in a day's work. You might want to watch the news though. He isn't supposed to know about it, but there's a surprise planned for an actress he and his brother have both been fucking to jump out of a giant cake and sing the happy birthday song to him. His wife will be absolutely fucking livid, but it's all his brother's doing. I hate to miss the party but I have a duty and a responsibility to my president and my country."

The men caught the governor and Abe up on the new information from David and the governor said the president had informed them that Sheriff Joe's wife had called a news conference at her home for late afternoon.

"The president wants us out there before that happens and I'm not sure just why" the governor said.

"Jack has always had a flair for the dramatic" Abe said. "Do you even have a television set at the jail?"

"Naw, just an old radio" the sheriff said. "I've been thinking about getting' one but I just ain't got around to it."

"Can one of you men take care of that?" Abe asked. "Just get a set into the jail as quickly as possible. Get something nice with the largest screen available and send me the bill. A lot is happening and you need to know everything."

"The sheriff's plate is full" the doctor said. "I'll head straight to Weaver's Department store as soon as I drop the boys at school and have old man Weaver get a television into the jail and hooked up as quickly as possible."

"Thank you, doctor" the governor said, giving him a manly hug.

"Oh, by the way" the governor said. "The president wanted to know whether the prophet and his wife have seen any television footage of the crash they were in. He wants to know if they know that the world thinks they are quite dead."

"It seems that most everyone in the world thinks they're dead and Sheriff Joe is officially dead" the sheriff said. "But the prophet and his wife as well as the other prisoners in the quarter have no idea. "

"I'd love to be around when they get that news" the governor chuckled. "But I guess we better be off. They're doing extra security checks on our vehicles and on the jet. The president is not at all sure where the governor is going to come down in all of this. He knows that the governor has made some deals with the prophet and his people but he may be willing to turn on all of them. If he does, he might be able to keep his job. If not, we could be looking at a declaration of martial law in Arizona. That has never happened and could lead to civil war imminently. He says there's proof the attorney general is in up to his neck. Abe and I have instructions to make sure the governor of Arizona is willing to fire him immediately and have him arrested. It is likely to be a very eventful day and an eventful trip.

"Just be careful" William said, hugging the governor and his aide. "Those men are desperate and desperate men do desperate things."

All of the men exchanged warm hugs just as the boys came down with their book bags. There were warm hugs and even a few tears and sniffles, but eventually the boys got off to school with the doctor and Abe and the governor took off for Raleigh.