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By fritz819

Published on Feb 26, 2022

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Welcome to Gayberry – 75

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75

Randy woke again about an hour later. He could feel the morning air was warmer and he still had a handsome pre-teen boy under each of his arms. He smelled each of the boy's hair and thought how nice it was to wake up with two boys naked beside him. He didn't worry about his own son because he knew the boy was with his best buddies and they wouldn't let anything happen to the sheriff's only son. William came out of the cabin with coffee for himself and the sheriff. The boys were awake now and William produced small cartons of orange juice from his pockets for them.

"Where's Dopie?" Billy Paul asked?

"Well if you'll open your eyes, Mr. sleepyhead, you'll see him with Mr. Arnold just about to get in the outdoor shower. "The water was a little cold for me so I used the hot shower inside the cabin this morning" William said as both boys quickly gulped their orange juice and ran off to join the others in the shower.

"You look like a happy man, Randy," William said to his friend.

"I'm possibly the happiest of men right now" the sheriff said. "Or I was until a man I thought was my friend caused the two naked boys I had beside me to run away to other pursuits."

"My apologies" William said. "I was afraid you might be worried. Arnold is used to having an early morning run. He awoke and invited me to join him. We were going to let Dopie sleep but he woke up and asked to join us."

"I hope he didn't slow you guys down too much" Randy said.

"Are you kidding?" William asked with a laugh. "I could barely keep up with those two. I have to start doing more exercise. I don't want to get flabby."

"You're anything but flabby, my friend," Randy said, absently scratching his chest fur then moving his hand under the quilt to run is fingers through his thick bush.

"Looks like you three were up to some fun while we were jogging" William said, noticing Billy Paul's butt plug and picking it up from the quilt. "I know that boy of mine's been wanting that fat sheriff meat in him and he's been pretty determined."

"Randy blushed.

"That didn't happen, although it shore does flatter me to know it your boy wants me" the sheriff said. "We did some playing around but I assure you I didn't have my cock in his boy hole this morning."

"I know he wants it" William said. "I also know your son wants you to fuck him. When I woke up this morning, Dopie was running his little fingers through my bush. I asked if he liked it and he said he did. Then he started sucking on my nipples. My God, what a hot mouth that boy has! When Arnold woke up a few minutes later, we both played with him and gave him a nice morning climax. I licked and fingered his little hole while Arnold sucked him off. It was something to watch Arnold bring him right to the edge then back him off. He did that several times before he let the kid get his shivers."

"I appreciate that" Randy said. "It shore is reassurin' to know somebody else is looki8n' out for your boy. I've thought a lot about what would happen to Dopie if somethin' was to happen to me. My parents are both gone now and our only relatives that we know of are Aunt Flea and that fuckin' idiot deputy of mine. Neither one of them has a bit of business raisin' my Dopie."

"We had the same conversation while we were running this morning" William said. "We decided to talk to you later about that but we both decided if something were to happen to us, we'd like the other two dads to take care of our sons. Arnold said he would get on the necessary paperwork to do that on Monday morning. I know Johnny is a great big brother to Billy Paul, but a boy that young shouldn't have the responsibility for raising a child thrust on him. I know that you and Arnold would make sure they stay close and if the time ever got right, you'd see to it that the right thing was done."

"I wonder if Arnold might be able to include me in that agreement?" the sheriff said. "I'd feel a whole world better if I knew that my boy would be with you and Arnold."

"I'm sure he will be glad to do that" William said. "It was our plan to discuss it before the weekend was over but now it's a done deal once the papers are prepared. Now you better get your handsome ass up and in the shower. The others should be finished and once they're all dressed, they'll be busting a gut to go to breakfast. The boys are already talking about how many pancakes they can eat and how they can eat more than anyone else."

Randy got up and made his way briskly down to the outdoor shower, taking Billy Paul's butt plug with him. The boys and Arnold had finished showering and were now carefully cleaning their plugs just like the doctor had instructed them. Arnold was about half hard and Randy felt a stirring as he watched the three boys drying off with Arnold's assistance. He got under the water and did a quick body lathering and shampoo. He was right behind the others as they headed up to the cabin and got dressed for breakfast. The boys were dressed in a flash and urging their dads to hurry, proclaiming they were all on the verge of dying from starvation. The men all decided not to shave but still had to apply deodorant and comb their hair, so they were a bit longer in getting ready to go than their young counterparts. It was clear that all three boys enjoyed watching their handsome fathers as they went through the things men do every morning. The men got coffees for the road and they all loaded up and headed for the only restaurant within miles. It was a sort of diner by day and road house by night, not unusual for the sparsely populated area in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains. They all went in and were the only table occupied except that occupied by Water Patrol Officer Yates and a boy who was apparently his son, although they looked nothing alike. Randy and the men all spoke to Officer Yates on the way in and he introduced his son to the boys. The boy was very dark, both in skin color and hair color, nothing like his blondish-ginger furry bear of a father. The boy was also slight in stature and Randy wondered if perhaps he was adopted, so different were the two in appearance. The boy didn't seem to want to make eye contact with anyone, including his own father and the officer seemed much quieter than the affable, outgoing, gregarious man they had met on the day before. They took a table across the room and all ordered their breakfasts. After they got fresh coffee and placed their orders, the sheriff excused himself to go to the men's room. No sooner had he hauled out his thick meat than Officer Yates sidled up at the urinal beside him. Randy couldn't resist having a look at the officer's cock and he was impressed. It looked damn near as big as the sheriff's and it was circumcised, which Randy found surprising.

"That's a nice fat cock you got on you, Officer" the sheriff chuckled, giving the guy's cock a long, admiring glance.

"Thank you, sheriff, your cock lives up to its reputation" Felton said. "Anytime there's a conversation about the biggest cocks in this part of the state, yours comes up in the conversation."

"Well, I'll swear I didn't know that" the sheriff said with a grin. "I guess it ain't a bad thing to hear. I guess having a big piece ain't bad except when somebody's wantin' to put it in a real small hole."

"You're right" Officer Yates said. "But I didn't really come in here to compare our cocks or to take a piss. I'll have to admit now that I watched you men and your boys playing on that pontoon boat together yesterday. I watched every minute of you all enjoying yourselves and I'll admit I was dreaming that my son, Alex and I would get to be that close when he got here. I haven't seen the boy in over seven years because his momma just wouldn't permit it. We've been all tied up in court but I can't get anywhere since she married this Warren fellow. He has a lot of power out there in Arizona. She finally just gave in and let the boy come for a few days. But now Alex tells me his momma and her husband are flying in late tonight to pick him up. Seems his stepfather has a pilot's license and owns his own little jet. That's about the only words I've gotten out of my boy since he got here. He just won't talk to me. I can't even get my own son to look me in the eye. I'm afraid my own boy may be lost to me forever, sheriff, and it breaks my fucking heart."

"I'm very sorry to hear that, Felton," Randy said. "I really am. I can't imagine being cut off from my Dopie. I don't know if I could stand it."

"I don't know what's going on but something has to be. The boy won't talk to me. Everything I ask he gives a yes or no answer or just evades answering completely. I asked him if he wants his mom and stepfather to pick him up later tonight and he just says that is the way it's got to be. I can't get anything out of the boy. I think it's probably best if we don't come over for a meal with you and your boys later today. I know you guys are here to have fun and I would never want to put a wet blanket on your good times. After what I saw yesterday, I'd have to say that you three are probably the luckiest dads in the world and your boys are so lucky to have you. I'm really sorry, sheriff."

"I understand how you're feeling, Felton, but if things aren't going so well, why don't you go ahead and bring him" the sheriff said. "He's been away from you so long, maybe being around other boys can help him open up. I know he's a couple of years older than our boys but they're pretty good with older boys. We have four teenagers around your son's age livin' with us right now and they all get along great. Don't you think it could be worth a try?"

"I really appreciate your kindness, sheriff but I'm afraid our situation is looking pretty hopeless" the big man said sadly.

"Nothing's hopeless, Felton" the sheriff said. "Y'all go ahead and head on over. Maybe a little fishin' of throwin' a ball around with our boys will get your son to open up if somethin's botherin' him. Ain't it at least worth a try?"

"You're a really kind man, sheriff," Felton said. "If you're sure, you can look for us around two o'clock."

"There are certainly plenty of folks who'd disagree with you about me being kind" the sheriff said. "That includes some of the people you used to work with over in Mount Airy. And I'll be upfront with you since you seen us all playin' yesterday, I wouldn't mind playin' around with what you got in your pants, officer" the sheriff said with a chuckle. "I know my buddies would enjoy that too."

"I'm very flattered and I assure you the feeling is mutual" Officer Yates said as Randy put his arm around the man's shoulder and they left the men's room together.

When he got back to the table, the boys were having a conversation of their own and the sheriff was able to share with William and Arnold the information Felton had just shared with him.

"Poor guy!" William said. "I can't imagine how the guy's even dealing with all this after not even seeing his boy for seven years and then having all this happen. He was so excited about this visit."

"Unbelievable" Arnold said. "But I felt something might be a little bit off when I saw the boy dressed in long pants and a button down shirt. Everyone else, even his dad, is in shorts and tee shirts or polos. Who dresses like that in a lake environment, especially a teen?"

"Something's off for sure" the sheriff said. "He leveled with me about his own interests in the bathroom. He assured me he had seen us playing with our boys on the boat yesterday and he's good with all of it. I have a feeling he's feeling really down because while he watched us playing and having fun, he was imagining that he and his own boy might be doing the same kinds of things within hours. Now the kid tells him he's leaving tonight and the boy doesn't even seem to have a problem with that."

"It's really shitty if you ask me" William said, "but we all know women can be cunts, especially about using sons to hold things over our heads. God knows I'd have been out of that fucking house years ago if it hadn't been for my boys. No way I could leave my babies with that incompetent drunken cunt of a mother!"

"I'm afraid I might have killed a bitch if a wife ever pulled that shit on me" Arnold said. "And my marriage could very well have taken a turn in that direction. I know I dodged a big, fat bullet and I thank the good Lord for that! I also know that things could have gone south if I'd confronted my bitch wife and her two cop fuckbuddies by myself. I could've ended up buried in that back yard and nobody would've ever known what had happened."

Their breakfasts came and the talk ceased completely as they all wolfed down stacks of pancakes, sausages, bacon and scrambled eggs. The boys had planned to see who could eat the most pancakes but they lost count shortly after beginning so no winner was declared. It was a delicious and filling breakfast and they were all stuffed and happy when they left.

"I don't think I'll want anything else to eat till Tuesday or Wednesday" William said as they all loaded into the car.

"Me neither" Dopie said. "I'm about as full as a tick."

"So you say, son" the sheriff said. "But I know you. You'll be lookin' for a snack by the time we get back to the cabin."

They all shared a laugh. Dopie then asked why the Yates boy had looked so sad. The sheriff explained that he really didn't know but that the boy's father had indicated there had been problems with the boy's mother allowing him to visit his dad.

"I shore would hate that" Dopie said. "I wouldn't put up with it" a sentiment with which the other boys agreed emphatically.

"I'd run away to get to my paw" Arnold declared and again the other boys agreed.

"Guys, you need to know that we can't ever fully understand someone else's predicament so we can't know how we'd deal with their situations" Arnold said. "We need to try not to make judgments until we have all the facts."

"Well, I don't really know what a dickament is but one thing I'm shore of and that's that I'd find a way to get to my paw, whatever it took" Dopie said.

The boys agreed and the men had eyes full of tears, knowing how their sons felt about them.

"Guys, I know how good you are with other boys, no matter what their ages are" William said as they drove down the long unpaved dirt road to the cabin. "I hope you'll encourage young Alex to play with you and maybe make him feel welcome. If anybody can do that, I know you're the guys for the job."

"We'll try, dad," Billy Paul said "We'll let him choose whether he wants to go swimming or play ball or go fishing. Maybe that'll help him feel better."

"I know you guys will do everything you can to make the boy feel better and we're really proud of you" Arnold said.

When they got out of the car, they all seemed very quiet. Once inside the cabin, Dopie walked up and stood in front of his father.

"Paw, can I just have a hug?"

"Why, son, of course you can have a hug anytime you want one" the sheriff said, his eyes misting again as he picked his son up in his strong arms. "Won't be long before you'll be too tall for me to just pick you up off the ground but you'll never be too tall or too old for a hug from your paw."

Within thirty seconds, all three of the men were holding their growing boys in their arms and silently giving thanks that they were not in the same situation as Felton Yates. After a couple of minutes, the boys were ready to get active again. The boys wanted to go for a swim and the dads agreed.

"Maybe we ought to wear our bathing suits since that boy maybe seemed a little uptight, wearing long pants and all" Arnold Junior said.

"I'm proud of you, son," Arnold said, again hugging his boy. That's a very considerate idea in case he may not be as comfortable being around others naked. I assume he'll bring a swimsuit and if you later get comfortable, you can sort of feel him out about how he'd feel swimming naked."

The boys went into the other bedroom to change into their speedos while the dads popped the tops on their first beers of the day.

"I'd love to see what that Yates kid's hiding in those khaki pants" William said. "He may be small but he's a gorgeous kid. Those dark brown eyes and that jet fucking black hair! If I were Felton Yates, I believe I'd be questioning if I was really the boy's father."

"Young Alex shore don't look nothin' like his paw, although both of them's fine lookin' specimens" the sheriff said. "I'd noticed the bulge the officer had in them shorts yesterday and I saw his big old dick today when he came up and used the urinal right beside me. Interesting thing though. Felton's cut and we just don't see many men from around here that's cut unless they're Jews or something. One look at Felton and you know he ain't got a drop of Jewish blood in him. He's like a big old fucking blonde Viking and he's got a dick to match the rest of his body."

"Okay, settle down, guys," William said. "We got to put on our own swimsuits and it might not be setting a good example for us dads to have our dicks at full mast from the gitgo."

"Oh shit!" Arnold said. "I don't even have a bathing suit. Do you think it would be okay if I just wear my jock and make sure I keep a towel close by at all times so I can cover myself once they get here?"

"I think that'll be just fine" William said. "I've never met a boy yet that wouldn't jump at a chance to skinny dip with his own father. Any boy and any father who deny that being a fantasy is a flat out liar. Especially when a father looks as hot as Officer Yates."

The boys came running out in their bright speedos and went for towels. The dads went into the changing room to get changed into their bathing suits and Arnold into his jockstrap as the boys again hovered outside the door, peeking and giggling as their fathers stripped.

"You boys know you don't have to hide and watch your dads strip off and get naked, don't you?" William asked. "I think we've been really clear that you can look at us or touch anything on our body any time you want to as long as we're in a private place."

"We know, dad, but sometimes it's just fun to watch without you knowing we're watching "Billy Paul said. "Johnny told me he likes it too. Boys just like watching their dads do stuff even when the dads know they're doing it."

"I think I understand that" Arnold said. "Every time I see you boys get naked, it's as exciting as the first time. Of course with you boys, your bodies are changing so fast, every time is like the first time."

The men had stripped off all their clothes now and Arnold was putting on his jock strap while the other men put on their bathing suits. Arnold and William seemed in no hurry and were freely walking around naked. Randy had turned his back to the group and was hurriedly trying to get his jockstrap on and the straps in place, framing his bubble butt.

"Paw, why are you in a hurry to not be naked?" Dopie asked. "And you turned away from ever'body while Mr. Arnold and Mr. Willaim didn't do that. Why is that?"

"Son, I guess it's just a habit I have from bein' so ashamed of being naked in front of other folks for so long" the sheriff explained. "Anytime I'm exposing my body, out of habit I try to turn my back to anyone else around so they won't see me. I guess I been doin' that for a very long time now. As a matter of fact, now that I think about it, I remember all the way back to high school. When all of us boys would go into the locker room to change. I always took the end spot on the bench furthest away and always turned into the corner when I undressed. It's got to be such a habit, I wasn't even conscious I was doin' it."

"Well that's a bad habit you need to break, paw" the ginger boy said. "You got a biggun' and you ought to be proud of it and not try to hide it no more."

"Son, you're absolutely right" he said. "None of us have a single thing to be ashamed of and I shouldn't try to hide any part of my body, especially if other folks like seein' it. Most especially my own handsome boy! Lesson learned, son. Any time any of you want to take a good look at my pecker or handle my meat, I'll sure make it available."

"You better be careful there, my friend" Arnold chuckled. "You might cause a stampede."

They all enjoyed a laugh as the men grabbed towels and a cooler and headed to the lake, bringing along floats and inner tubes they had found in the boathouse shed. They rowed the pontoon just far enough out that they didn't have to deal with the squishy mud and all of them were in the water quickly, giggling, shouting and having a great time. They had been enjoying themselves so much, the time got away from them. The plan had been to have a brief swim and then get cleaned up a little before their guests arrived. But before they knew it, they heard two short blasts on a car horn and looked up to see Felton and Alex getting out of a late model sedan and heading down to the shore. They grabbed oars and began to row back to the shore which only took a couple of minutes.

"Welcome, guys," the sheriff said as he tied the pontoon boat to the pier. "We decided to have a quick swim before we got cleaned up to start preparing our evening meal. We have simple fare planned. We are planning on roasting our own wieners on a stick. Our doctor sent some of his delicious potato salad and we thought we'd have cold baked beans with it."

"That sound great to me" Felton said. Alex gave a weak smile and nodded.

"Would you guys like to join us for a swim?" William asked. "Otherwise, we can get dressed and I think the boys were talking earlier about maybe some fishing or horseshoes or pitching a softball around."

"What do you think you'd like to do, Alex?" Dopie asked.

"It doesn't matter" the boy said, averting the boy's eyes. "I brought a book I started reading on the way here so I'll be happy to read. It looks like you were enjoying your swim. I'm fine. Really I am."

"Well, I'm sure ready to get out of these sweaty clothes and into that water" Felton said. "Do you have a place I can change?"

"Sure thing" Randy said. "I'll walk up to the cabin with you and you can get changed and store your clothes.

They got into the cabin and Randy got fresh beers for them both.

"Goddam it!" Felton said. "This is how he's been since he got here. He doesn't want to talk to me. He's not impolite. It's as if he really doesn't want to be bothered with talking to me. I'm afraid his momma has turned the boy totally and completely against me. "

"She hasn't let you see him in seven years?" Randy asked.

"Damn near" Felton responded. Six years, three hundred forty two days and counting until he got here last night. They dumped him off the plane and didn't even wait for me to say a word. Just closed the door on the plane and took off again. I don't even know if his bitch of a mother was on the plane. I've tried to see him time and time again. I've sued. I spent much of the money my parents left me on legal battles but the deck seems stacked against me. I've flown out to Arizona sixteen times for court dates, every time only to learn the date of the proceeding had been changed and my attorney was not notified. Until yesterday, I hadn't laid eyes on my boy since two months before my cunty ex-wife married the Arizona creep."

Felton had now removed his shirt and shorts and was about to remove his boxer shorts. He was a fine looking bear of a man with blondish-red fur everywhere and huge pink nipples. Randy licked his lips unconsciously, thinking about licking those. His chest was completely covered in fur, as were his tummy and his legs.

"Goddamn, Felton, you look even better out of them damn clothes than in `em" Randy said. "I didn't think that was possible."

"Thanks, buddy" the man said. "You do know how to make a man feel better. I been feeling about as low as a man can get. I was carrying a little more of that extra weight I put on since leaving the Mount Airy Force but I've been working to get it off, especially since I found out my boy was coming. I dream of seeing in his eyes what I'm seeing in yours. After watching you guys and your boys playing yesterday, I made up a fantasy in my mind about how Alex and I would spend last night but it was only a fantasy. He won't even look at me. We got to the house and he wanted to go straight to his room and read. He locked himself in his room and didn't come out till this morning when it was time to go to breakfast."

"I can't imagine nobody wouldn't want to look at what you got" Randy said. "He's just goin' out of his way to make sure you don't see him lookin' It's the same look I saw in your eyes yesterday watchin' us play with our boys. We men know that look. We just can't be honest about our real feelins."

"You're right about that" Felton said as he removed his boxer shorts, revealing his very thick cut meat with a cockhead the size of a small tomato.

"That is some kind of motherfuckin' meat you got between them furry legs" the sheriff said. "I guess I'm a little curious cause I ain't seen that many cut dicks. Not too many parents have their boys cut in this part of the country."

"Yo're right again, sheriff. "My parents didn't have me cut. I had to get cut before my wife would marry me. You see, Miriam, my wife and Alex's mother, was Fred Singleton's first cousin. Their mothers were sisters. Fred and I were best friends from the sixth grade and I idolized him. I realize now that what I felt for him was much more than that but it took me a lot of years to come to terms with that. When Fred introduced me to Miriam, I thought that being with her would be my way of making sure I'd have Fred in my life forever. We double dated and got engaged at the same time. It all went to shit after we both had our kids. Miriam and I never did anything sexual except for kissing while we were dating or engaged. Fred and I were really close friends and, somewhere along the way we had discovered we liked kissing each other. We discovered we both enjoyed that and one day Miriam walked in and saw us doing just that. She flew apart. Fred and I both made her promise not to tell Fred's wife and we all downplayed the whole thing. But Miriam built it up in her sick mind and several months later when I gently chided her about her spending, she went off and told Fred's wife what she had seen us doing. Neither of them wanted a scandal, but Fred's wife made him promise to never be alone with me again or she would leave with his twins. A year later Miriam took off with our son and just left me. Her current husband, Warren is her fourth since that time. Fred is so intimidated by his wife that he's afraid to see me. We talk on the phone about once a month but he's absolutely refused to see me. I even bought this place on the lake because I had heard Fred had this place and I hoped we might run into one another. It never happened. Fred hardly ever comes up here now because I think his wife was suspicious he might be meeting someone. She's an insanely jealous cunt who has never loved him but loves being the wife of a big football star and very successful businessman."

"Man, I'm sorry to hear that" Randy said. "I've always sensed a sadness in Fred and this would explain it. His son is a handsome, great kid although I sense he and Fred have been drifting apart."

"I'm sure they have" Felton said. "If I know that wife, she'd even be insanely jealous of their own son. She feels threatened if anyone even sneezes in Fred's direction."

Felton had made no move to put on his jockstrap and bathing suit and stood there naked as he talked, absently mindedly fondling his thick meat.

"You're curious about a cut guy, aren't you?" Felton chuckled. "You're lookin at this old cut cock the way I was hoping my boy would be looking at it when he got here. When he got here, I offered to unpack him but he said he could do it and he went in the bedroom I had for him, and closed the door. I later knocked and asked if he wanted to shower with me and he politely thanked me and said no. I still left the bathroom door open while I showered, hoping he'd at least sneak a peek but I stayed in that shower until there wasn't a drop of hot water left and still no sign of him. But I'll never give up on that boy, sheriff. I just can't do it."

"I understand that, Felton" Randy said. "I admire that and I would feel the same way. "Now as much as I hate for you to put that pretty meat away, I reckon we ought to get back down to the lake before they get suspicious."

The man had his jockstrap halfway up his furry legs when Randy moved close to him and gave him a hug. The big bear returned it warmly.

"Let's see if I can help you with that" Randy said as he knelt in front f the man, his face inches away from the slightly tumescent thick cock.

Randy pulled the jockstrap up, enjoying the feel of the man's furry legs as he stroked them once. He then adjusted the quickly hardening cock into the pouch of the jock and held the swim trunks as Felton stepped each leg into them. Just as they got to the point where they were about to cover the pouch of the jockstrap, Randy stopped, locked eyes with the man and waited a split second for him to nod almost imperceptibly. The sheriff then reached into the pouch and pulled out the man's thick meat and engulfed the head in his hot, wet mouth. Randy inhaled the man's fresh, clean scent from his thick blonde bush. Felton gasped at the sensation. Randy took his mouth off the meat, readjusted it and pulled the swim trunks up.

"Later?" the sheriff asked quietly.

"Most definitely" the handsome water patrol officer replied with the best smile of the day so far. They headed down to the water where everyone was swimming except Alex who was still sitting on the pier, appearing to read his book.

"Son, are you sure you don't want to go swimming?" Randy asked Alex? "I'm sure we can scare up another pair of boy's trunks or a pair of shorts for you somewhere. Of you can swim naked or in your underwear. We don't have a lot of rules around here."

"Thank you, sheriff," the boy replied quietly. "But I'm fine. I really am."

Randy and Felton dove off the end of the pier beside where the pontoon boat was now tied, and began playing with the others in the water. Felton loved throwing the boys into the air, one of their favorite water games. The men noticed how gentle he was with the boys and how much he seemed to enjoy the casual touches. It wasn't long before the men noticed Billy Paul had left the water and had gone to sit beside Alex. He appeared to have been successful in engaging the boy in a conversation.

"Guys, Alex said he likes playing pitch" Billy Paul said.

"Great!" Dopie and Arnold Junior said immediately as they scampered out of the water and ran up to the other boys.

They all took off to the cabin to retrieve a ball and gloves for everyone. The men smiled at one another as it appeared at least some small stride had been made in engaging the new boy. It was apparent to Randy that Alex had a tent in his khaki slacks when he stood but he quickly covered it with his book. William had caught it also and they exchanged a wink and a knowing smile. A few minutes later, the men left the water and laid out towels on the pontoon boat to get some sun. They helped each other apply tanning oil so there would be no painful sunburns.

William was applying the oil to Felton's back and scooping his hands under the waistband of his trunks with ever bolder strokes.

"That feels terrific, new friend" Felton said. "Better be careful though. I haven't been with anyone for a pretty long time. I might bust out of this bathing suit if I get excited. But I should be okay. I beat my meat this morning with my bedroom door open, hoping my boy would walk in. But he was locked in his room like he has been most of the time since he's been here."

"You're a handsome, sexy man, Felton," William said. "There's not a boy on this planet that wouldn't want to see more of you and touch more of you and taste more of you. I've raised two boys. One thing I am sure of is that your son has something he wants to tell you. He just hasn't been able to bring himself to do it. I don't know what it is, but that boy wants to talk to you with every fiber of his being but he just can't do it. Is there a chance his mother or his stepfather might be harming him or perhaps threatening him?"

"There's always that chance" Felton said. "I asked him about that but he denied it. He put a complete stop to t hat kind of discussion. I can't get him to look me in the eye so it makes it hard to judge his truthfulness but I've done all the things the books say to try to make him feel safe. I do know that his stepfather is a very powerful rancher with several hundred thousands of acres in Arizona. He obviously has a lot of pull in the county he's in near Phoenix, given the way he's manipulated the courts. My lawyer says the only way that could keep happening is if Warren is as tight with the sheriff as he is rumored to be. They call him Sheriff Joe and he's one of the nastiest, most corrupt individuals in the history of this country. But Alex denies any beatings or physical abuse by anyone in the household. But if he won't even look me in the eye, I can't tell whether he's being truthful."

"Oh fuck, I know that sheriff you're talking about" Randy said. "Every sheriff in this country knows who he is. He's the very worst example of policing ever. He hates homosexuals and makes his male prisoners work on the road gangs wearing only skimpy ladies' underwear. People have complained repeatedly but he keeps getting reelected. He hates immigrants and is an overall despicable fucking person."

"I've heard of him too" Arnold said. "I know numerous lawsuits have been filed against him but he always squirms out. It's been said he has control over the legal system in the whole fucking state. No charges ever seem to stick, no matter horrendous the allegations. I hear a lot of witnesses who are willing to testify in cases against him die or disappear or some witness shows up from out of nowhere to take Sheriff Joe's side. He's a dangerous man and if the boy's stepfather is tied in with him, you better be really careful. He knows where all the bodies are buried and he probably buried a fair number of them himself."

"I don't doubt that" Felton said. "Warren's a self-proclaimed evangelist of the gospel and has a big church out in the middle of nowhere where he gets a couple of thousand people at every service. Sounds like he's some kind of religious nut. God, I need my kid away from all that."

"Guys, it just hit me that I didn't see any marshmallows when I unpacked the groceries" William said. "I think I'll make a quick run up the road to that little store and get some. I know we've got a cake but the boys are really looking forward to roasting marshmallows and I don't want to let them down."

William took off after a quick trip to the cabin to change into shorts and a tee shirt. The others could hear the boys tossing the ball back and forth and it appeared they were enjoying themselves. They even heard Alexander laugh out loud a couple of times, each time giving Felton a look of hopefulness.

"Felton, I'm really sorry about what you're dealing with" Arnold said. "I know now that I'd kill for my boy. I never really understood that before but I sure as hell do now."

"Just know that while you love your kid with all your heart, you have to discipline them too" Felton said. "Boys and girls have to be accountable. If that doesn't happen, they go bad, just like fruit, and you sure as hell don't want that. That's what happened over in Mount Airy. I loved my job as a police officer in that town. I was sure I'd retire from that job until the chief let his boys completely ruin the force and the fucking town."

"You mean Chief Satterfield?" Randy asked. "I always thought he was a fine man and a good police chief."

"He was one of the best ever in this country until his sons came along" Felton said. "It didn't happen suddenly. Chief and his wife spoiled those boys something awful, especially the boys' mother. They never did well in school. They'd get in trouble all the time and the chief's wife would make him go down to the school and make excuses for them and get them out of trouble. They were both failing until the chief began paying off some teachers. He and his wife paid off coaches to keep them on sports teams when they broke training or team rules. The school finally had enough when the boys got drunk and broke into the school. They smashed every fucking window in the place. The principal wouldn't let them come back after that when he caught them with guns in their lockers. But there was never a single record of their offenses and both boys ended up getting their GED's. I know neither of the boys earned their way into the police academy. Their father paid other officers to take the admission tests. I know that because he personally offered me two hundred and fifty dollars to take it for one of them. At that point the chief wasn't even ashamed of what he was doing."

"Did you do that?" Randy asked. "Did you take the test?"

"Oh, Hell no, sheriff," the man said. "I ain't perfect but I respect the institutions of law enforcement. That was unacceptable. That was the beginning of the end where I was concerned. The chief told the sons I had refused to help them cheat and everything was downhill from there."

"I'll say this" Arnold said. "Those Satterfield fuckers are lucky to be alive. If I'd known the day I caught them fucking the cunt I was married to what I know now, they might not even be breathing but you can bet I'd have messed them up a whole lot more than we did. When I later learned they'd been terrorizing my boy and scaring him to death, I knew that wasn't the end of things. Making my boy hide out in a shed while they fucked his mother. No child should have to live like that."

Felton looked shocked so Randy and Arnold explained the entire incident of the day they caught the cop brothers with Arnold's wife and how they had circumcised the men and then shaved their heads and their bodies.

"I just wish I could've been there for that shit!" Felton said. "Those two aren't worthy of breathing the same oxygen as humans. I don't suppose your wife would be an attractive woman in her late twenties or early thirties would she?"

"Yes, sir" Arnold replied. "That would be about right."

"Well I'll be a son of a bitch!" he exclaimed. "I still talk to three of the guys on the force. They've all got under a year left to retire and they need their pensions. They told me those boys had brought in a sexy female and installed her as the chief's new secretary. That was actually pretty smart. Now they hear everything that goes on even before the chief does. Let me assure you if I'd got my hands on those two, they'd've lost more than their foreskins that day. I don't really hate many folks but those two deserve any fucking bad thing that happens to them and I'll be glad to do anything you need me to in order to get even wit8h them for how they treated your son. They also turned what had been one of the finest men to ever walk this earth into nothing more than a corrupt piece of shit. That just isn't right. "

"They again heard the sounds of laughter from the area where the boys continued to toss the ball.

"What a wonderful sound that is" Felton said. "You don't know what I'd give for another chance with Alex. Just to hear his occasional little laugh while playing with your boys is the greatest joy I've had in quite a while."

William returned with marshmallows and they filled him in on what Felton had shared with regard to the events which had transpired over in Mount Airy.

"We will get those sons of bitches" William said. "We need a plan but I assure you will get those sons of bitches."

"I'd like to assure you that the things I heard here today will never go any further" Felton Yates said. "I've always believed in the law but I've learned that some people are just too goddamned mean and tricky and sneaky to be dealt with by legal means. I have no problem in dealing with those people in other ways. It's necessary sometimes. I believe it's necessary to deal with those Satterfield sons of bitches and I'm all in for anything you ask me to do."

"It's good to have another ally, Felton," Randy said. "And I assure you that the three of us feel the same way as do some very powerful people right here in our state."

William had brought fresh beers for the group and they all thanked him and popped the tabs.

"I need to go back up and get out of these clothes" William said. "That afternoon sun is really warm. Much warmer than yesterday."

"Please don't do that on our account, William," Felton said. "I realize that your boys were swimming naked yesterday and I think you men are used to that too. Hell, no man wants to wear clothes in a lake or a pool unless they have to. I am pretty sure you all made sure you were covered up out of concern for me and my son. Please don't do that now. My son is up there playing pitch and he won't know if your nuts are hanging out and your pecker's breathing. As a matter of fact, I'm really tempted to get rid of these trunks myself. I never wear anything when I swim at my place."

William began to undress as Felton shimmied out of his trunks, leaving him in a jockstrap with a bulging pouch. Blonde hair was all over the man and overran his jockstrap everywhere.

"Damn, man,! Arnold exclaimed. "That pecker of yours is about the size of Randy's. I'd like to see both of you get hard to see who's bigger."

"Something like that can probably be arranged if the sheriff is willing" Felton chuckled. "I believe the sheriff has a little edge on me when it comes to length but I may have just a smidge more girth. Hard to say when we're soft."

They all enjoyed a nice laugh.

"Guys, I have no business giving advice to anybody, particularly when it comes to raising your sons" Felton said. "But I'm going to tell you right here and now, don't ever take a minute with your boys for granted. The last time I saw Alex, he was just turning eight years old. He wanted my attention and I tried to give it to him. But I was uptight about some things. Alex wanted to sleep with me every night and I let him do that. He loved running his little hands through the fur on my chest. He even loved licking my nipples like he was nursing. I didn't stop him although I felt kind of funny, like maybe it wasn't appropriate. But when I woke up and he had his hands inside my boxers, running his hands through my bush, I moved his hand away. I made it seem like I was asleep and I never said anything to him about it. But it happened several times and I moved his little hand away. After the third time, I suggested he might want to sleep in his own bed. I'll never forget the look on my boy's face and I'll never regret anything as much. I knew how much he enjoyed watching his furry dad. He'd sit on the toilet while I showered and watch my every move. And I let him. I could see the admiration in his eyes. But it scared me to death. I knew if he ever said anything to his mother, she'd never let me see him again. I wonder if maybe that's what happened but I just don't know. I do know I'd give anything just to hug my sweet boy right now and to have him touch me. There's nothing I wouldn't do."

"Why do you think he might have said something to your ex-wife?" Arnold asked.

"It's kind of a story" Felton said. "I admit now that I was really in love with Fred Singleton. We were best friends, played football together and wrestled together. We were practically inseparable. He introduced me to Miriam, the mother of Alex. I never tried anything with Fred sexually because I thought he would be angry. Then after we married and had our boys, we met up with some of our old college buddies. We had too much beer. Fred was dropping me off at home and we started talking. Fred asked me if I'd ever kissed another man. I told him that I hadn't but admitted that I'd always wanted to kiss him. He admitted the same thing and we did it right there in the car. It was wonderful but then I heard Fred groan and he started to push me away. I looked up and it was Miriam standing outside the open window of the car with her flashlight. She made an awful scene calling us faggots and buttfuckers and homos and every vile thing you can imagine. I was in shock butt Fred was out of the car and on his knees begging Miriam never to tell his wife. His wife has always been a bitch and he knew she'd leave with his twins and go back to her rich parents in New York. Miriam agreed not to tell his wife if we agreed never to even see each other again. Fred agreed. Within eight months, Miriam and I were divorced and I found out later that Miriam told Fred's wife. Fred's wife apparently went crazy and told Fred that if he and I ever saw each other again she would leave with his kids. "

"Oh man, you've dealt with some bitches" Arnold said. "I hope you won't be offended but I have to ask. Alex looks so different from you. He's as dark as you're light. His skin is darker, his eyes are brown and yours are crystal blue. His hair is jet black and you are definitely a blonde. Did it ever cross your mind that he might not be yours?'

"It crossed my mind but I never really doubted and it never would have mattered" Felton said. "I loved that boy from the minute he was born. He got his mother's looks and he looks just like Fred did when he was a boy. He wasn't always the hairy bear he is now. Alex looks so much like Fred did at his age, it's startling. When I saw him last night, my mouth dropped open in disbelief. And there's one other thing. That boy was born with a big old thick cock on him. Of course I haven't seen it in years but I'm guessing that hasn't changed. It was like a baby version of mine. Fred was at my house one night before things fell apart and he was watching me change the kid's diaper. When he saw the boy's cock we had a good laugh because he said the kid was definitely my son. It was that apparent. Of course, I didn't get cut until a couple of months before my wedding to Miriam. She wasn't going through with it unless I did. Fred tried to talk me out of it but I wouldn't listen and I think part of it was that I wanted a cock that looked like Fred's. Of course Fred was circumcised as a baby but he knew it was going to be painful and it was just awful. Truth is, I got circumcised two months before our wedding. The procedure itself didn't hurt because they used anesthesia but the recovery was awful. I can't tell you how it hurt when I'd get an erection. And you know a twenty year old can't keep his dick soft. I wasn't able to fuck Miriam till we were married almost six months because it hurt so bad when I'd get hard. She thought it was funny and would just laugh her ass off. I told her we weren't putting Alex through that but she and Fred's wife took him while we were out of town to watch a college football game. She was a mean, sneaky cunt then and apparently she still is."

"One of the teen boys living with us had the same thing happen" Randy said. "The boy's paw wasn't cut and he didn't want his son cut but his wife took him while the coach was out of town and had it done."

"Are you talking about Coach Thomas?" Arnold asked. "He's a hot ginger drink of water!"

"Sure am" Randy replied. "I think Coach was drinkin' pretty heavy at the time and she just went and had the boy cut. The coach made sure she didn't have the same opportunity when his younger son was born. He claims he held a knife to her fuckin' throat and warned her that if she tried that shit with Jeffie, he' use that knife and slice her throat."

"Apparently she believed him cause Jeffie still has his foreskin on his pretty little cock" William said as they all had a laugh.

"Damn, all this talk about boys and dicks and stuff is about to get me hard" Felton said, his hand rubbing his furry nutsac. "I hope Alex isn't getting overheated. He didn't even bring a pair of shorts or a short-sleeved shirt. I offered to take him shopping and get some new things but he said it would be a waste. Apparently he dresses in long sleeves and long pants all the fucking time. I don't know what that's about."

"I know there are some pretty weird religious sects out in that area who are all about modesty" Arnold said. "Is it possible Miriam may have become involved in one of those?"

"There's no doubt about that" Felton said. "I haven't been happy with my lawyer out there for a lot of reasons but he says that this Warren fellow Miriam's married to has some pretty weird ideas about things. I've never pushed for much information on that cause I think we're all entitled to religious freedom. I asked him if he thought the man's religion endangered my son. He told me that they bring the boys up to live by strict Christian principles. He didn't come right out and say it but I got the impression that if my kid were a daughter, that would be a different situation. He really doesn't say much and I'm just now beginning to wonder if he might be pulling the wool over my eyes. He might be on Warren's payroll."

"That's certainly possible" Arnold said. "Or he could be a guy who's trying to do the best job he can for his client while trying not to run afoul of any dangerous political machines out where he lives. It sounds like you've done all you could to operate within the bounds of the law."

"Unfortunately, sometimes we have to work outside the bounds of the law, as we all know William said."

There was a moment of silence among the men as the three Gayberry men thought about their operations at the slave quarters. They all knew they were technically operating outside the law, even if they did have the approval of a sitting governor. William got up to get fresh beers for them all, his bare meat flopping all around.

"That's a nice one you've got there too, buddy" Felton said as he handed the man a beer. "You're all a bunch of good looking guys with beautiful sons. I don't mind admitting I'm envious. I appreciate you including us this afternoon and I'd like you to know that you and your boys are welcome at my place anytime you'd like to come and visit. I'm less than a mile away and I've got lots of room. I bought a larger place than I need because I always envisioned Alex ultimately being with me and I wanted plenty of space for him to have friends over. Now it's just me and I've let the junior water patrol officer move in too. It's a little company for me and this area can be lonely during the off season. He's not a bad kid and he respects boundaries."

"I sure do appreciate that, Felton" the sheriff said as he took a deep drag off his beer. "And I've no doubt we'll be takin' you up on that offer. I know that our boys are gonna be wantin' to come to the lake ever' weekend now that they've had a taste."

"I just wish days like this could go on forever" Arnold said. "I haven't been this relaxed in a very long time. I'm afraid I may be burning a little. I think I better get some more oil on my body."

"I'd be glad to help you out with that, if you like" Felton offered.

"I'd like that very much, buddy," Arnold said. The man scooted over closer to Arnold and had him flip over on his front side. Felton began to apply oil to the man's body, clearly appreciating his build.

"You've got good hands" Arnold said. "I'd let you do that all day."

"Thanks" Felton said. "It's a pleasure to touch a nice body like yours. That's a nice little patch of blonde hair you've got just above your butt crack. And that butt looks pretty yummy."

Felton dribbled the warm oil on Arnold's butt and began to massage it into the man's round ass, spreading his cheeks and revealing his very pink hole. Arnold raised his but very slightly and invitingly.

"Seeing that pretty pink hole is getting me nice and hard" William said, sliding his foreskin back and forth on his swollen cockhead.

He slid a finger around inside is foreskin and collected a drop of sticky precum, then put his finger in his mouth.

"Damn, man, I'd love a taste of that" Randy said as William extended his cummy finger and Randy sucked the juice off.

The sounds of the boys enjoying their game were now louder and constant. It seemed that Alex was interacting more than previously and the boys were paying no attention to what was going on at the water's edge. Arnold was really getting into the feel of Felton's big, oily hands on his body and was groaning softly now, especially when the man began to tease his hole with his thick index finger.

"I believe our buddy Arnold's wanting a finger up in there" William said as he moved closer to the sheriff and began to stroke his leg with one hand while he still slowly stroked is meat with the other.

Felton added more of the warm oil to his middle finger and inched it closer to Arnold's hungry hole.

"You want this finger, buddy?" Felton asked.

"Fuck yeah I want it" Arnold replied breathily. "A finger'll do for right now."

"Give him that finger, officer," William encouraged. "Stick that motherfucker in there and he'll be begging for another one."

Felton lined up his finger with the pink hole and then steadily shoved his slick middle finger right into Arnold as far as it would go. Without hesitating, he pulled the finger completely out and then it was back in. This time he held the finger all the way in and rotated his fist. Then he slowly pulled back until he felt what he was looking for. He began to massage the man's prostate gland and Arnold started to moan.

"Fuck, man, that's amazing" he said softly, his eyes closed as he savored the sensation. "You want to taste that cock, don't you? I know you fuckin' do. Push that pouch out of the way and taste that big old cock. I want to feel that sweet mouth on my cock!"

"That'd be my pleasure, counselor," Felton said as he moved the tented pouch aside, exposing Arnold's hard uncut meat, surrounded by the thick bush. It was obvious the man was ready as he was leaking nectar from his foreskin.

Just as the man was about to taste the cock, they all heard a speedboat approaching. Felton looked up first and saw the water patrol boat, its blue light spinning.

Next: Chapter 76


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