Bucking Broncos

When my phone rang, I had just come out of another fruitless job interview.  I recognized the area code but not the number.  After I said “Hello”, a voice said, “Andy?  This is Cody.  Your Uncle Cody.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked.  The only reason he’d be calling is with bad news.

“Everything is fucked.” he replied.  “Your daddy is in the hospital.”

“What happened?  What’s wrong with him?”

“He has a fractured pelvis and both of his arms are fucked up.  I need you to come here.”

“When did this happen?”

There was a tense silence on the line until Uncle Cody finally said, “A month ago.  Your daddy made me swear I wouldn’t call and bother you.  He’ll kill me when he finds out I snuck behind his back but everything here is going to shit and I don’t know what to do.”

“What about my brothers?” I asked.

“They’re the cause of all the problems.” he replied.

Let me pause my narrative right here and give you some background.

I have two older brothers.  Steve, the eldest, was then 28.  Tony, the middle son, was 26.  I, Andrew, had just turned 20.

My parents divorced when I was a year old.  My two brothers chose to stay with my father on the ranch but my mother took me with her when she left.  I didn’t see much of my family until I was around 5 years old and I started spending summers on the ranch.  My two brothers made every day a living hell for me and I still hated both of them.  I still don’t know why they abused me the way that they did.

My daddy, on the other hand, is the sweetest man on earth.  Even after the divorce my mama had nothing but good things to say about him and I think she stayed in love with him until she died.  She never had anything good to say about my brothers and vice versa, they’d already started going wild when she left.

The last time I had seen my brothers was when I was ten years old.  After a particularly hellish month of being tortured that summer, I woke up one morning to the two of them standing beside my bed and pissing on me in my sleep.  I guess that was the last straw.

I waited until Tony was leaving the house by the back door and used all of my strength to push him down the porch steps so that he landed on his head at the bottom and knocked himself out.  When Steve came into the kitchen a few minutes later, I stepped behind him and beat him with a wooden chair until it was in splinters and he was lying on the floor crying.

Daddy sent me home about 10 minutes later.  He made periodic trips during the year to see me and we had a few weeks of vacation together every year.  I loved my daddy as much as I loathed my brothers.

So, it didn’t surprise me that my brothers were a problem.

“I’ll get there as fast as I can.” I told my uncle.

“That’s what I thought you’d say.” he replied.  “There’s a ticket waiting in your name at the airport, just hurry.”

During the hours of plane travel I reviewed my life so far.  When mama had died, I sold off everything I couldn’t carry and moved east.  I’d had a series of throw-away jobs while going to Business College.

Now, I was bunking on a friend’s couch while looking for work.  My whole life fit into a carry-on bag.

I’d known that I was gay from the very beginning.  Mama had known and been very accepting, so I didn’t grow up with a lot of angst about it.  I’d always been athletic and in junior and high school I’d been on the gymnastics team every year.  I was small, only a shade over five feet, but powerful.  I’d had a long time DL relationship with another guy on the team, a black guy who was hung like a mule.  I hadn’t seen him since I’d moved east.

When the plane landed, I walked into the terminal and spotted Uncle Cody immediately.  I’d forgotten what a good looking man he was.  I hadn’t seen him in ten years, either, but aside for some lines around his eyes and mouth he looked exactly the same.  He was wearing a pair of jeans, tight but not too tight, that showed off his slim hips and full backside.  They also showed off his full to bursting crotch.  He was around six feet tall with not an ounce of extra fat and had an old fashioned cowboy mustache.  Even in his mid-forties, he was a head turner.

He hadn’t recognized me, so I walked up to him.

“I’m here, Uncle Cody.” I said.

He gave me a long look up and down and said, “Well, you didn’t grow as big as I would have expected but you look like a strong little fucker.”

“Good things come in small packages, haven’t you ever heard that?” I asked.

He gave me another once over and said, “I’ll just bet that’s the truth.”

“Okay,” I said, “now that we’re done with the insults and all of the hello happy horseshit, take me to my daddy.”

“And he doesn’t take any crap.” my uncle said approvingly.

He led me out to an old truck and we both climbed in.  During the ride to the hospital, Uncle Cody filled me in on what had been going on.

Daddy ran a horse farm.  Some boarders, some of his own.  He gave riding lessons and had a little business with schools and other groups who wanted to bring the kids for a day of trying to be cowboys and girls.  He’d never get rich but he got by alright.

One evening a month ago, he’d been leading one of the older horses back to her stall when my asshole oldest brother thought it would be funny to scare her.  He’d thrown a firecracker under her but instead of bolting; the poor old thing had a heart attack and keeled over.  On top of daddy.  The weight had fractured his pelvis and my asshole brothers had compounded the damage by grabbing his arms and trying to pull him out from under, dislocating both shoulders and tearing the muscles.

“Thankfully, the fracture is the kind that doesn’t need to be operated on.  Your daddy just has to lay in bed immobile and heal.  His arms, though, are in some kind of contraption that holds them up and out on either side of his body.  He can’t even scratch his balls by himself.”

“Are my brothers waiting at the hospital?” I asked.

My uncle considered for a moment and then he said, “Truth be told, I haven’t even seen those two fuckers in a week.  Not that it really matters, they haven’t visited your father once and when they are around all they do is drink beer, smoke pot and jerk off.”

“Who’s been helping you run the ranch?” I asked.

“Nobody.” he replied as we pulled into the hospital lot.  “And the whole shebang is going to hell in a hand basket.”

We climbed out and as I followed him up the walk I was mesmerized by his denim covered ass.  He had one of those full, lush butts that older men develop, not flabby but full and round.  I was wondering if he had a hairy or smooth crack when he stopped suddenly and I walked right into him and felt my cock and balls bounce off of the ass I’d been admiring.

He turned around, rapped me on the head with one knuckle and said, “Wake up, knucklehead.  We need to get our story straight around how you come to be here.”  There were pipe railings on either side of the walk and he turned and leant over with his bent arms resting on the top, his ass sticking out.  That was even more distracting.

“I’ll just say that I called the house several times and no one picked up.  I was worried, so I phoned you.  When you weren’t able to put daddy on the phone I knew something was wrong and told you I was coming out here, come hell or high water.”

“Okay, that should do it.” he replied.  He noticed me staring and asked, “Is there something on my jeans?  Why are you staring at my ass?”

“I was just wondering if the jeans I brought are suitable for working.” I quickly replied.

“We’ve got plenty of old clothes at the house, I’m sure I can fix you up with something.” he said.  “But I can’t guarantee they’ll fit as well as mine.”  He slapped himself on the ass and gave me a smile.

We went into the small hospital and approached the desk.  Before my uncle could say anything, I told the nurse, “I’m Andy Russell and I’m here to see my dad.”

When she looked up and smiled, she seemed vaguely familiar.

“It’s good to see you, Andy.” she said.  “I was a friend of your mama’s”

I looked at her name tag and a memory appeared.

“You sent a card when mama died.” I said.  “It had lilies of the valley on it and it had a real sweet note inside.  I can’t tell you how much that meant.”

I could see that she was pleased that I would remember.

“I always admired your mama,” she said, “it was the very least I could do.” She made a shooing motion with her hand and then said, “Well, it will be a change for your daddy to have some company.  The only face he’s seen from outside in the past month has been your uncle.”

The inferred criticism of my brothers didn’t escape me.

“Will your brothers be stopping by later?” she asked innocently.

“I can’t say, Ma’am.  I haven’t seen my brothers and they don’t even know I’m here yet.” I replied.

“I’d like to be a fly on the wall for that.” she said.  “I still remember when you beat the hell out of both of those little fuckers.  Too bad you didn’t kill them when you had the chance.”

“I just got here.” I replied.  “And, the day’s still young.”

I gave her a wink and she laughed and said, “Your uncle can show you where to go.  I’m right here if you need anything at all.”

Uncle Cody led me to the room and when we entered, I almost cried out.  They had daddy strapped up so that he looked like Frankenstein’s monster, some kind of big metal frame around the top of the bed and the rest of him tied down.  He looked up, surprised at first and then he said, “Andy, what are you doing here?”

I could see that the past month had added a few lines to his face but daddy was as handsome as ever.  If Cody was a hot man, daddy was even hotter.  His hair was just beginning to show threads of gray and he had deep creases around his eyes.  His body, which I could see a lot of since he wasn’t wearing a shirt and was sitting with a sheet around his waist, was firm and well muscled and tanned from hard work.  There was a patch of dark hair in the center of his chest and it trailed down past his navel and under the sheet.

“Nobody would tell me what was going on with my daddy so I had to come and find out for myself.”

“He just now got in and called me from the airport.” my uncle said.

“I didn’t want you coming all this way.” daddy said to me.  “I’ll be alright in a while.  You’ve got your own life to get on with.”

“This is my life.” I said.  “Taking care of my father is the most important thing in it.”

“I never was much of a father.” he said with tears in his eyes.  “I let your brothers run you off from me.  I don’t deserve your forgiveness.”

“I’ve got nothing to forgive.” I said.  “My brothers are just bad seeds and nothing is your fault.  They’re not running me off this time.”

“Maybe I’m glad I won’t be there when the three of you meet up.” daddy said, beginning to smile.  “The last time, you sent them both to the hospital.”

“And if I have to again, I’ll make sure it’s a different one from here.” I replied.

“You always were the son most like your daddy.” Uncle Cody said and I felt myself selling with pride.

We spent the next hour or so talking about the accident and daddy’s prognosis.  I was happy to hear that there would be no long term effects and that they expected a full recovery.

As we were leaving I said, “I’ll be back around dinner time to feed you.”

Daddy looked happier than he had before.

I stopped by the nursing station and told the woman I’d met earlier, “I want to thank you all for taking such good care of my daddy.”

“Shoot, he’s our favorite patient.  There isn’t anything we won’t do to keep him happy.”

I told her I’d be back at dinner time to help feed him and I could see she was pleased.

We walked out to the truck and as we went, Uncle Cody said, “Your brothers are going to be real trouble.  They’re used to running wild and taking everything they want.”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to re-educate the cocksuckers.” I said.

Cody burst out laughing and said, “Boy am I going to enjoy this!”

It took us almost no time to reach the ranch and as we turned in the drive I was surprised at how rundown it had gotten.

Cody must have seen my face because he said, “It’s no showplace but me and your dad have kept it up the best we could.”

“There should have been 8 hands working on that instead of just 4.” I said.

“Yeah, when donkeys fly, maybe.” Uncle Cody replied.

“Then just keep your eyes open so you don’t get smacked with a low-flying ass in the next few days.” I said.

If the outside was disappointing, the inside was a pigsty.  Garbage littered the kitchen on floors, counters and table.  The sink overflowed with dirty dishes and the place smelled like a toilet.

“What the hell happened in here?” I asked.

“Your two brothers.” Uncle Cody replied.  “I cleaned up after them for a little while till I saw there was no profit in it.  I’ve been staying to my room or outside in the barn where it’s clean.”

“I’ll take care of this later.” I said.  “What needs done the most right now?”

“The stalls haven’t been mucked out in forever.  Can you do that?

“Uncle Cody, anybody can shovel shit.” I replied.

He soon found me an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt.  When I had changed into them and rolled up the jeans cuffs, he led me out to the barn.

I began to lead the horses out into the corral, them following me while I talked to them.

“Don’t you use a halter or something?” Cody asked.

“I don’t need to.  Horses just seem to like me, I must smell like hay.” I said.  The horse I was currently guiding outdoors thrust her head over my shoulder so that we were cheek to cheek.

“That tells me more about you than anything could.” Uncle Cody told me.  “You can’t fool horses.”

He turned and went to begin his own chores.  I spent the next couple of hours shoveling horse shit and wheel barrowing it out to the pile, then raking and cleaning the stalls.  Before laying new hay, I even found a bottle of disinfectant and was able to give the stalls a scrub down.

I had just about finished when Uncle Cody returned.  The day had grown hot and I had removed my t-shirt while I worked and the borrowed jeans had slipped down over my hips until the top of my pubic hair showed in front and the top of my ass crack in back.  I was coated in sweat and have very little body hair so that my skin shone.  I knew my body looked pretty good, I’d been working on it for years.

Uncle Cody stood observing me for a few minutes and then he said, “You sure ain’t a little boy anymore.”

I continued working and then he asked, “What, you lift weights or something?”

“I have, a little bit.” I replied.  “Mostly I do gymnastics, some wrestling, and a little judo type stuff.  I like to be active.”

Cody looked me up and down and said, “It sure shows.  Your brothers are in for a surprise if they start fucking with you.”  Then, looking around the barn he said, “And you’re a worker, too.  I doubt I could have gotten this much done in the time, myself.”

I straightened up and said, “Next I’m tackling the house, if that’s alright with you.  The place looks like a cyclone hit it.”

“Go right ahead, it will be a novelty to be able to see the floor again.”

“I’m going to use the truck to go see daddy around suppertime, if that’s okay, too.” I said.  “I’ll make you some dinner and leave it on the stove if you’re still busy.”

I put my shirt on, hitched up my borrowed jeans and headed to the house.  When I opened the kitchen door, it was even worse than I had remembered.  I propped the door open, opened the windows and got started.  It was obvious that my brothers had deliberately made the most mess possible, not even trying to keep things somewhat clean.  The kitchen trash can was overflowing, even though the garbage can outside was empty.

Picking up the kitchen can, I walked down the hall to the room that my brothers shared.  That should tell you something about them, they still shared a room.  Anyway, when I opened their door I was confronted by just as much mess as the rest of the house held.

I thought for a moment, and then I upended the trash can over one of the beds.  The room didn’t look that much different.  Then I went back to the kitchen and outside to get one of the big cans.

Over the next hour or so, I filled the big can numerous times with the accumulated trash in the house and carried the can to my brothers’ bedroom.  Each time, I dumped the trash in a new spot until the room’s floor level had risen by a couple of feet.  Even the dirty dishes and utensils filling the sink got thrown into the mix.

When I had cleared it all out it wasn’t really that hard to clean up.  The garbage had protected the floor and it only needed a quick swab down.  The actual cleaning of the place only took a short amount of time.

My daddy had a big chest freezer in the garage where he stored frozen food and I quickly found a steak to grill.  I started it, put a potato on to bake, made iced tea and heated up some frozen peas in the microwave.

 The steak on the outdoor grill smelled delicious but I was too nauseous from the cleanup to eat anything.

Uncle Cody must have smelled the steak because I looked up to find him standing in the doorway.

“Jesus, what did you do, use a flame thrower?” he asked as he looked around.

I motioned him to follow me and when we reached my brothers’ room, I opened the door to let him look inside.

“You know that you’re starting a war, don’t you?” he asked.

“It’s long overdue.  Want to bet which side will win?”

“I already laid my bet.” he replied.  “Is that steak out there for me?”

“Yep.” I said.  “I’d better go watch over it.  If you’ve got any dirty laundry, just pile it in the hall and I’ll take care of it later.”

“You’re going to do my laundry?” he asked.

“No, I just want a chance to sniff your dirty boxer shorts, what did you think?”

“Well, I wear jockeys but you’re welcome to sniff them if that gets you off.” he said.

“Thanks.  I’ll hold off and see if I get a better offer if that’s okay.” I replied.

I served up Uncle Cody’s dinner, took a shower and headed to the hospital.  My new friend was on the nursing desk again and when I told her I was there for feeding duty she said, “That will be a help.  We’re a small hospital and every hand is welcomed to pitch in.”

“You just tell me anything that I can do and it will get done.” I replied.

When I entered daddy’s room, I could tell from the look on his face how happy he was to see me.

“I’ve been lying here all day waiting to see my best boy again.” he said.

I pecked him on the cheek and he said, “Give your old man a real kiss.”

Kissing him on the lips caused my cock to involuntarily start stiffening so it was a relief that the food tray was carried in right then.

Feeding him was pretty funny.  I had never done so before and there were one or two spills that should have been avoided.  He took it all in good humor and before we knew it, he’d eaten the whole meal.

I wet a wash cloth in warm water and cleaned his face, something he really seemed thankful for.  We sat talking for a while and he began to look uncomfortable.

Finally, he said, “Could you call the nurse and tell her I have to piss like a racehorse?  It’s been quite a while.”

“I can help you, daddy.” I said.  “When you get home, I’m going to have to do a whole lot more than hold your dick while you pee.”

“You don’t mind?  It’s kind of embarrassing.” he said.

“Not for me.  I’ve seen more than one dick.”

I got the urinal from the counter and then drew back the sheet.  What I saw gave me a complete surprise.

“Jesus Christ, daddy.” I said.  “No wonder you’re the nurses’ favorite patient.  They probably fight each other for the chance to handle that thing.”

I thought Charles, my black ex-boyfriend had the biggest dick I’d ever see but daddy’s cock outranked even his.  I lifted the heavy meat in one hand and brought the urinal up in front of it.

“There’s no way your cock head is going to fit in that opening.” I said.  “Do they make these things in different sizes?  We need to order the jumbo.”

“Stop it, you little shithead.” daddy said, smiling.  “Just hold it against the hole and let me piss, I’m about to burst.”

I did as instructed and he unleashed a torrent of yellow piss.  It was still churning into the urinal when the level reached the full mark.

“Hold off.” I said, “I need to empty this thing before it overflows.”

“The nurses have to chart the amount.” Daddy said.  “Is there another one around?  I’m still not drained.”

“Just hang on, I’ll go and get one.”

I walked out to the nurses station and explained what I needed and why.  My friendly nurse, handing me the new urinal said, “That is so sweet that you’re doing for your daddy.  And, it’s a help for us.  Do you think he’s let you give him a bath?”

“I’m sure he will.  He needs to get used to it before I take him home.  How about I come in early tomorrow afternoon and take care of it then?”

“He’s a lucky man to have a son like you.” the nurse replied.  “I’ll have everything ready and waiting.”

When I went back in daddy’s room he asked, “How did it go?”

“I just about got my eyes scratched out.” I said.  “One of the nurses went into a tizzy because she said it was her turn to play with your big dick.”

Smiling, daddy said, “Get over here and let me finish up before they need to change the sheets.”

I went over, uncovered his huge cock and positioned the urinal.  The cock in my hand felt like it was thicker and it looked longer than before.  I was so engrossed in admiring it that I didn’t even notice that daddy had stopped pissing.

“You’re going to burn a hole in my cock if you keep staring at it like that.” daddy said.

“I’m sorry, old man.” I replied.  “I’ve just never seen that much meat outside of a butcher’s shop before.”

“Now you’re trying to embarrass me.” daddy replied.  His cock was definitely growing, getting longer and thicker as I watched.

I pulled the sheet up to his waist and said, “At least not everything got broke under that horse.”

“You’re shameless.” he replied.  “Flirting with your old daddy.  If I could, I’d turn you over my knee.”

“Now you’re flirting with me.” I said.  Daddy’s big hard cock was making a tent in the sheet by that time.

I went over and kissed him goodbye and as I left I said, “Tomorrow afternoon I’m giving you a bath and a shave, so get yourself ready.  Embarrassment is not an acceptable excuse, either.”

“Yes, sir.” daddy replied.  “I’d salute you if I could.”

I took my leave of my nurse friend and made sure to let her know I’d be back early next morning to feed him breakfast.

On the short trip home, I couldn’t get the image of daddy’s colossal cock out of my mind.  I was going to enjoy bathing a man like him.

When I got home, Uncle Cody was sitting out on the front porch.

“Still no asshole brothers?” I asked.

“No news is good news, I always say.” he replied.

He followed me indoors and I was glad to see that he had washed up his dishes and tidied the kitchen.  We sat down at the kitchen table, each of us with a beer in our hand.

“We never really have gotten to know each other.” Cody said.

“You were always busy working like a fool whenever I was around and I was just a little kid who was in the way.”

“And now you’re all grown up.” he said.  “Do you mind if I ask you about something?”

“Here it comes.” I thought to myself but I replied, “Ask away.  I don’t have any secrets.”

“Your daddy told me that you’re gay.  Is that true?”

Mildly annoyed, I said, “Yeah, it’s true.  Why do you ask?”

“I was just wondering if you had someone that you needed to get back to.  I feel guilty for dragging you away.”

“There’s nobody.” I said.  “There was, but not anymore.  I haven’t been laid in so long I probably forgot how to do it.”

“And now you’re stuck in this shithole town.”

“That’s okay.” I replied.  “Maybe I’ll get lucky.”

“There’s something else.” he said.  “I heard that you’re a bookkeeper or something.  Do you think you could take a look at the accounts before you go to bed?  I tried to sort it all out but I’m no good at that kind of stuff.”

“Sure.” I said.  “Where is everything kept?”

Cody and I rose and he led me down the hall to daddy’s office.  He showed me where to find a list of passwords and then as I booted up the computer, he excused himself to go to bed.  Daddy still had the old setup of a tower, monitor and keyboard and I wondered if he even got internet.  When I pulled up his accounts program, I knew we were in trouble.  He was using an accounting program that was so old that I had never actually even seen it, only heard of it.  Things rapidly went downhill from there.

What I found over the next few hours scared and amazed me.  The ranch was barely hanging on by a thread, even the time that daddy had been hospitalized had done major damage.  His business sense was slapdash at best, nonexistent at its worst.  In a closet behind me I found his paper documents and I spent the rest of the night going over his last ten years of business.  Every revelation was a bad one and I couldn’t understand how they had managed to hang onto the farm and business this long.

Finally, right at dawn, I had everything organized and reviewed.  One of my most notable findings was that large sums of money routinely were withdrawn from the bank and never replaced.  There were four cash cards listed on the account and almost every withdrawal was assigned to just two of them.

I heard Cody stirring and I walked down to his room.  His door was open and when I entered he was standing nude with his back to me.  His spectacular ass was even more spectacular nude.

“Sorry.” I said, “The door was open.”

He bent, his lush ass flexing and spreading and drew up a pair of jockeys before turning around.  My cock had started to get stiff and I’m sure he could see the mound growing in my jeans.  The mound in front of his jockeys was pretty interesting, too.

“How bad is it?” he asked.

“You already know that the ranch is in trouble?”

“I guess I’ve known for a long time.  Is there any way to fix it?”

“Get dressed and come out to the kitchen.” I said.  “We need to talk.”

I got all of the data I’d printed out on the ancient program and began breakfast.  It was ready by the time he had showered and dressed.

“Sit down and eat, then we talk.” I told him.

When he had eaten his breakfast, I put the dishes in the sink and laid out my findings on the tabletop.

“What the hell has been going on around here?” I asked.  “Let me see your bank card.”

He pulled it out of his wallet and I quickly matched the numbers up.  It had probably been used less than six times in the last two years and then only at stores for purchases.

“Do you know what daddy’s number is?” I asked.

He rattled it off, only one digit different than his own.  The overwhelming amount of withdrawals and large purchases were all on the remaining two cards.

“Does my daddy know that his bastard sons have been bleeding the business dry?  Did you know?”

“I suspected.” Cody said.  “I didn’t feel like it was place to say anything.  What are you going to do?”

“Saying something is just the very beginning.” I replied.  “When I’m done, those two fucking brothers of mine will be wishing I’d died at birth.”

“Goddamn, I can’t wait to see this.  Those arrogant little fucks are finally going to be put in their places.  Tell me how I can help.”

Over the next hour I reviewed the plan I’d come up with.  It involved me taking control of the business while daddy healed.

“Will you be okay with that?” I asked.

“I’m better than okay, I just need to know what you want me to do.  You tell me and I’ll do it.”

We discussed the steps I would take and I could tell that Cody was excited.

“This is the best thing to happen around here since I can’t remember when.” he said.

“I just hope daddy agrees.”

“Let me tell you something, I think he’s been praying that something like this would happen.” Cody said.

Cody went out to start work while I showered and packed all of my paperwork into two folders.  I was in town and at daddy’s lawyer’s office right at eight o’clock.  When I entered I was greeted by the man himself sitting at his desk.

“I’m Andrew Russell.” I said.  “You handle my daddy’s affairs.”

He immediately went on his guard and said, “I don’t think I can discuss his business with you.”

“Well, that don’t mean I can’t discuss it with you.” I replied, moving the piles of papers off of his desk.

He looked intrigued as I laid out all of my paperwork and started going over it with him.  Less than halfway through, he was actively asking questions and offering advice.  By the time I’d finished my presentation I felt like he was firmly on my side.

“I thought at first you would be just like your brothers.” he told me.  “I couldn’t have been more wrong.  Here’s what we need to do to start.”

He suggested that we make the business an LLC with daddy and Uncle Cody as co-owners and me as CEO.  We would need to get daddy to sign a limited power of attorney and then tackle the cash hemorrhage my brothers represented.   That was just the start.

I had to go feed daddy his breakfast so the lawyer said that he would collect the necessary paperwork and meet me at the hospital shortly.

I rushed to daddy’s room where he was waiting for me.

“First you eat, then we have a lot to discuss.” I told him.

After I had finished feeding him, I got down to brass tacks.  I showed him all of the printouts I had made and explained my business plan for his business.  During the presentation, he didn’t say a word and I was afraid that I had really pissed him off.

The lawyer showed up just as I was finishing and he stood against the wall until I ran out of words.

 Daddy still hadn’t spoken to me.

He turned to the lawyer and said, “What do you think about all of this?”

“I think your son is about to save your bacon.” he replied.  “I wish he belonged to me.”

Daddy finally turned to me and said, “I can’t let you do all of this.  I know I’ve been a shitty father, I let your brothers run all over me and I never gave you the time and love you deserved.  I can’t let you give up your life for me.”

“You keep talking like that, you’re going to have a whole new series of broken bones you’ll need fixed.  You’re going to let me do this if I have to beat you into agreeing.”

Daddy started to smile and the lawyer said, “You’re not exactly in a position to fight back if he starts to thump on you and I’ll swear I never saw a thing.  Let the boy help you out, asshole.”

I could actually se the relief steal over daddy’s face and it was like he dropped ten years in a matter of minutes.

“Your brothers are going to have 3 heart attacks and four strokes when they find out about this.” he said.

“Don’t you worry about that, I’ll take care of them.” I told him.

“I sure wouldn’t want to be the one to tangle with you.” the lawyer said.

Over the next half hour, daddy signed all of the paperwork that the lawyer had brought along.  Basically, he and Uncle Cody owned the company and I was their employee.  I had complete autonomy in most decisions and all financial matters would require all three of our signatures, even to pay a traffic ticket.

When everything was arranged, I told him, “I’ll be back this afternoon to give you your supper but we’re going to scrub you down and shave you, first.  I forgot what my daddy looks like under all of that beard.”

My next stop was the bank and the lawyer insisted on accompanying me.  When I introduced myself, I got the same frosty reception that I had first gotten from the lawyer.

“Let’s go to the conference room and let the boy speak.” the lawyer told the bank manager.  “I guarantee it won’t be a waste of your time.”

He reluctantly led us to a room in the back and I began laying out my papers.  I could tell he was intrigued.

Over the next hour or so I explained the steps I’d already taken, reviewed daddy’s finances and laid out my business plan for the future.  He asked very few questions which I took as a good sign.

When I had finished talking he asked, “You figured all of this out by yourself?”

“It took me all night, that’s why I look like a ghost.” I said.  “I’ve had good training so it wasn’t that difficult.”

“Shit, it would take me a week to accomplish this much.” the bank manager said.  “We even speak the same language.  But you’re not going to set this all up and then take off for your old life, are you?”

“I’m here for the duration.” I said.  “Somebody has to take care of my daddy and Uncle Cody and it’s not likely it will be my asshole brothers.”

“You just guaranteed my confidence right there.” the manager told me.  “I’d love to see the look on those two spoiled pricks when they find out there’s a new boss in town.  First thing, we set up a new account which only your daddy, uncle and you have access to.  I’ve been waiting to cancel those bastards’ cards for too long.”

No sooner said than done.  The manager checked the Power of Attorney, asked a few questions and turned me over to one of the associates.  Half an hour later I was outside, thanking the attorney for his help.

“This has been a productive and satisfying day already and it isn’t even noon.” he replied.

On the drive back to the ranch I steeled myself, just in case my brothers had turned up.  No such luck, they were still MIA.

I prepared some lunch and called Cody in to eat.  Over our meal I told him what had transpired that morning and how he was now officially co-owner of the company.

“You and daddy will go on just as before as far as finances are concerned.  You two have free rein but I have to sign off, too.  I don’t want either one of you pressured into giving money to my brothers, this way you can redirect them to me.  It’s more to protect the two of you than anything else.”

“I already told you, I’ll do anything you say.” Cody replied.

I cleared the table and then I asked, “Is there anything I can help you with this afternoon?”

“I’ve pretty well got everything covered.” he replied.  “If you want, you can change clothes and come out and check out the new stallion we’re going to be boarding for awhile.  I’m hoping to breed some of our mares.”

I got my jeans and t-shirt from the day before out of the dryer and changed, then went to the corral where I saw Cody standing.  The stallion was totally black, shiny as wet paint and spectacularly beautiful.  He came over to sniff me and then began nuzzling against my neck.  The feeling of his muzzle, the memory of daddy’s big cock and my general horniness all had an effect and I was soon sporting a half hard dick.

“It looks like he really likes you.” Cody said and burst into laughter while pointing.  The stallion had developed an erection, too, a long sinuous snake of meat that almost touched the ground.  I stood staring, conscious of my own cock throbbing.  I was aware of Cody stepping up to the fence and as I glanced over, he lowered his zipper and hauled out a cock almost as big as daddy’s.  Standing with the big dick in his hand, he proceeded to let loose a stream of piss that would have made the stallion proud.  When he’d finished, he leisurely shook off the last few drops and then turned his head to look at me.

“You like looking at big cocks, don’t you?” he asked.

“I guess I’d rather look at a big one than a small one but really, any size will do.” I said.

He shook his fat meat a few more times and then tucked it back into his pants.

“You look just about worn out.” he said.  “Usually, on hot days like today I climb up into the hayloft and catch a nap.  There’s usually a cool breeze up there.”

“I could use a nap, that’s for sure.” I said.

He led me into the barn and as he mounted the ladder with me following, my face was inches away from his meaty ass.  I wanted to sink my face between his plush cheeks.

When we got to the top, he lowered the trap door and threw the bolt home.

“Just so we don’t get surprised asleep.” he said.  “Your daddy and I make a regular practice of nap time up here.”

I looked around and saw a couple of cotton blankets spread on the hay.  Cody shook them out and smoothed them down, then kicked off his boots.

“It’s a lot cooler if you strip down to sleep.” he said and began to take off his clothes.

I wasn’t born yesterday; I knew where this was headed, so I whipped off my t-shirt and dropped my jeans.

 My cock was still mostly hard and it arched out in front of me.  When I looked at Cody, his big dick was standing straight up, too.

“You might be the runt of the litter but you sure inherited your daddy‘s big meat.” he said and grasped his stiff cock while looking at my hard dick.

“And how do you know about my daddy’s big dick?” I asked.

“I could tell you some stories but I think you’ve got other things on your mind right now.”

“I’m also no idiot.” I said.  I grabbed one of the blankets and draped it over a hay bale, then lay down on my stomach so that my ass was facing Cody and spread open, waiting to be fucked.

“Just drop the shit.” I said over my shoulder.  “You didn’t invite me up here to sleep and I’m so hot for a cock up my ass I’ll have to rape you if you don’t fuck me right now.”

“You sure don’t beat around the bush.” he said.  “And I’m not about to turn down an invitation like that.”

He reached up into the rafters and pulled down a half used bottle of lube and began to oil up his hard cock.

“Something tells me this isn’t the first time a butt got fucked in this hayloft.” I said, watching him stroke his glistening meat.

“Not by a long shot.” Cody replied.  

He lowered himself to his knees behind me and I felt the cool lube dripping onto my ass and then his rough fingers massaging it into my hole.  My body only has sparse hair and my ass crack is entirely hairless.  Even though I’ve been fucked any number of times, my little pucker was still tight and new looking.

“This little butt looks good enough to eat.  As soon as I saw you at the airport I started wondering what it would take to get my cock in this sweet little ass.” he said.

“Great minds run the same channel.  As soon as I saw that big bulge in your pants, my ass hole started puckering to get fucked.”

Cody rested his broad cock head against my hole and began to push.  It didn’t take much effort to get inside; my ass was burning to get fucked.  The big head popped through my as ring and the fat, long shaft slid all the way in to his nuts.

“God, your cock feels good.” I said.  “Now, give me the 50 dollar fuck instead of the 5 dollar version.”

Cody moved his hips around, his cock exploring and stretching my hole.  The feeling was better than Charles had ever been, already.  Cody definitely knew his way around in a man’s butt.

He started out slow; easing his cock out and slowly sliding it back in.  As anybody who’s ever been fucked knows, that’s like building a fire inside of a guy’s ass.  It makes his hole hot and hungry for more.

After a few minutes he picked up his tempo and began really laying the pipe in my hole.  He’d back his cock almost all the way out and then slide it in in one thrust, hitting the bottom of my ass and almost making me see stars.  My fuck chute had opened up and relaxed and I thrust my hips back each time to meet him and get more of his superb cock inside of me.  I’m sure that anyone outside could have heard the sound of his hips slapping against my ass.  He’d fuck me hard and fast and then pause, driving me wild with lust.  I’d push my hips back and try to ride his cock and he’d hold me in place, savoring my tight hole around his dick.  He did that several times until I was ready to climb the walls, I was so horny.

After his final pause, he thrust his cock deep into my ass with extra force and I felt the cum burst out of my cock head without even touching it.  The wad felt extra big and hot and I collapsed against the hay bale while several smaller loads blasted out of my balls.

“I guess I’ve fucked you pretty good so far.” Cody said.  “That’s the signal I’ve been waiting for.”

With that, he began to jack hammer his cock in and out of my guts.  It had felt good before, this was sheer ecstasy.  He pounded his thick meat to the very limits of my ass, poking the back wall and sending tremors from my prostate through my whole body.  I’d never had such a sheer animal fucking.

My cock had stiffened again and I felt a new orgasm building.

“I’m going to shoot again!” I said.

“Just let it out, baby, I’m right behind you.” Cody replied.

He thrust his cock as far as it would go up my ass and simultaneously another load of cum emptied out of my cock head at the same time as I felt his hot seed flooding my ass channel.  He thrust forward with each shot, burying his juice in my guts.

My whole body felt limp as a dishrag and I felt more satisfied than I ever thought possible.  I wanted to fall asleep right there, big dick in my ass and all.  Cody had other ideas.

“It’s about time for you to go and see to your daddy.” he said as he began to ease his shrinking cock out of my hole.  “We can play anytime but your daddy needs you.”

When he’d freed himself from my ass I turned over and looked at him.  Even going soft, his cock hung halfway down his thigh.

“Does daddy’s cock get as big as yours when it’s hard?” I asked.

“So you know about that big dick?” he asked.

“I helped him piss earlier.” I said.  “I only saw it soft but it was a whopper even then.”

“Your daddy’s cock is even bigger than mine.” he replied.  “And he’s used to using it.  He likes to get his balls drained just about every day and he’s been lying in that bed for a month, not even able to stroke his own dick.”

“You sound like you know an awful lot about it.” I said.

“Let’s just say that my brother and I have always been real close.  REAL close.  I’m sure that fucker is praying for some relief by now.  He‘s used to taking a break up here most days with me”

I thought about how tasty daddy’s dick had looked and felt myself starting to get excited all over again.

“Come on, you horny little fucker.” Cody said as he stood up and started pulling on his clothes.  “That fucking will have to last you until the next time.”

“So you’re already planning on a next time?” I asked as I began to dress, too.

“I think you and your big pretty dick are going to fit in real well around here.” Cody replied.  “I bet you’re just as good on top as you are on bottom.”

When we were both presentable again we climbed down the ladder.  Cody had work to do and I went in to look at the time.  I had about an hour before I had to attend to daddy and I had another errand to take care of.

I drove into town and parked in front of the sheriff’s office.  When I walked through the door, the sheriff was leaning against the back wall next to a water cooler.

The sheriff looked to be about 50, threads of gray just starting to grow in his hair.  His uniform fit like a glove and it was obvious he’d had it tailored to do so.  He had wide shoulders and a v-shaped torso that tapered to a trim waist and slim hips.  His legs were long and I judged him to be about 6 feet tall.  I checked out the promising looking bulge in his uniform pants and then looked back up at his handsome face.  He was checking me out, too.

“I’m Andy Russell.” I said and stepped forward to shake hands.

The sheriff held my hand for a moment like he was thinking and then said, “The chair buster.  I remember you.  I had just started here when I got called out to your daddy’s place after you beat the hell out of your worthless brothers.”

“I didn’t know I was famous.” I replied.

“Only because I’ve wished just about every day since that you had finished off the little bastards.”

“Depending on how things work out, you may get your wish.” I said.  “Or, you may get to execute them for my murder.”

The sheriff smiled and said, “You sure aren’t used to talking to the law, you don’t tell me in advance about those things.”

“I need your advice.” I said.  

I explained to him what I had found out about my daddy’s ranch, my brothers’ role and what steps I had already taken.

“Is it possible to get a restraining order or something so that my brothers can’t go and lay into my daddy at the hospital when this all comes down?” I asked.

He thought for a minute and then he said, “That will take too long.  I’ve got a better idea.”

He sat at the desk, his eyes roving over me the whole time and made a call.  When he reached his party, he explained that my two brothers were not to be permitted within 50 feet of the hospital or its grounds.  He said to call him immediately if they showed up and he’d personally come over and bust their heads.

When he hung up he said, “That was one of the hospital security officers.  There are only three of them but they do a good job.”  He looked me over again and said, “I was sorry to hear about your daddy.  He’s a good man, regardless of how his two sons turned out.”  He gave me that cool once over again and then he said, “Are you planning on hanging around town for awhile?”

“I’ll be here just as long as my daddy and uncle need me.” I said.

He stood up from his chair and I could see that his bulge had gotten bigger.

“Then I’ll look forward to getting to know you better.” he said as he shook my hand, a fraction longer and tighter than was usual while his eyes bored into mine.

I’d only been in town a couple of days and I’d already had an Olympic grade fucking and been hit on by a sheriff who looked like a gay porn god.  Things in my life were definitely looking up.

At the hospital, my nurse friend was again at the desk.

“We heard about the sheriff’s orders.” she said.  “Just as a precaution, we’re keeping your daddy’s door closed and locked from now on.   Even if those little bastards get by us, they can’t get to him.”

“I really appreciate it, Ma’am” I said.  “Will it be alright if I give my daddy a bath today?”

“I already have everything ready.” she said as she pushed a cart out from behind the station.  On it were washcloths and towels, a large basin, soap and lotion and a razor and shaving cream.  She then handed me a sign that read “Do Not Disturb” and a key.

“Just hang this sign on the outside of the door; it’s what we do when we’re giving baths.  And remember to lock the door behind you.”

I opened the door and pushed the cart through.  Daddy was sitting up in bed, the sheet around his waist as usual.

“Okay, stinky, I’m here to scrub the funk off of you.” I said as I pushed the cart beside the bed.  I grabbed the basin and took it with me to fill while I hung my sign and checked the door lock.  When I carried the basin back over to the cart I said, “Ready or not, bath time.”

I pulled the sheet off of daddy and hung it over the foot of the bed.  He was really one of the sexiest looking men I had ever seen, even better than Uncle Cody.  His massive cock was lying across his thigh half hard and twitched as I looked at it.

I began by lathering up his arms and shoulders and as I leaned close to him he said, “You smell a little funky yourself.  What have you been up to today?”

His cock was steadily growing.  I knew that he could smell the sex sweat on me and the cum load that was still up my ass.

“Uncle Cody showed me the hayloft earlier.” I said.

Daddy’s almost hard cock gave a twitch and he said, “Oh did he now?  That sounds like it could have been exciting.”

“I really had a good time.” I replied.  “He told me that he often takes a break during the day up there.  He told me you do, too.”

I was soaping up his chest and his cock was at full staff, I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.  The skin was darker than his body, an olive complexion that was even darker on his big nut sack.  His cock was thicker than any I’ve seen and the skin stretched so tight on it that it shined.  Down each side there was a big vein that traveled from head to base in tight s curves and pulsed with each heart beat.  His cock head was the same circumference as the shaft and sort of flat on top with a wide open piss hole.

“My brother needs to learn to keep his lips zipped.” daddy said.

“More than his lips got unzipped, today.” I said.  I wrapped my hand around daddy’s upright stiff cock and stroked the shaft.

“He told me that your cock was even bigger than his but I didn’t believe it.  I see now that he wasn’t lying.”

Daddy’s cock was hard as a crowbar and burning hot in my hand.  It actually seemed to swell a little as I held it.

“You’d better stop playing with that thing, it’s primed to go off.” daddy said.

“That’s what I was planning on.” I said.

I made sure that the door was locked and then I stood where daddy could see me and took off the clothes I was wearing.  When I was totally nude he said, “Looks like you got the family inheritance.  Your cock is almost as big as mine and you being made small, it looks even bigger. “

I went over to the bed and crawled up onto it and lay on my belly between daddy’s legs.

“You’ve got a sweet little ass, too.” daddy said, looking over my shoulder.  “I can see why Cody couldn’t wait to get into it.”

“You’re getting into it, too, as soon as you’re able.” I said.  “That will give you something to think about when you’re doing your therapy.”

I held his big balls in front of my face in the meaty sack and inhaled his scent.  His musk smelled almost identical to how my cock and balls smell when I’ve skipped showering for a day or two.

“I’m glad I haven’t washed these, yet.” I said.  “My tongue will do a much better job.”

I licked one big nut and then the other and daddy let out a deep sigh.  I got busy and licked and sucked on his whole ball sack while he watched.  When I had sucked the entire flavor off of them, I slowly trailed my tongue up his fat cock over the bulging channel on the underside.  He squirmed with the sensation.

When I reached the maroon cock head, I used my tongue to clean up the clear juice that was leaking out of his big piss hole.

“You like the taste of that?” he asked.

“Sweeter than honey.” I said.  “I’m going to need a steady diet of this now.”

I closed my mouth around the massive cock head and wiggled my tongue over the surface.  Daddy let out a deep groan and said, “I don’t know that I can last too long, it’s been a month since I came.”

I began to bob my head on his stiff prick, forcing it as deep in my throat as I could get it while using my tongue  to polish the surface.   Daddy watched his giant cock sliding in and out of my mouth and he kept muttering, “Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn…”

I was playing with his balls while I sucked him and I let my hand slide between his ass cheeks to finger his puckered hole.  His breath accelerated, his body went stiff and suddenly my mouth was flooded with a gigantic load of cum.  I had just swallowed it when an even bigger tidal wave of juice burst out of his cock head.  I swallowed as quickly as I could and continued sucking until the last spurt left his balls.  He was collapsed on the bed, limp.

 I sucked the thick meat until it had shrunk to normal size…in this case, still enormous.  Then, I lifted my head and looked into his eyes.

“Want a look into the future?” I asked.

He grinned and said, “Now you’re a fortune teller, too?”

“This is a certainty.” I replied.

I got up onto my knees and turned around and supported my upper body on the footboard of the bed.  My  hairless ass crack was a couple of feet from daddy’s face, spread open with my hole pulsing.

“This is yours, as much and as often as you want, once you get out of this place.” I said, looking over my shoulder.

Daddy was staring at my fuck hole like a starving man and his cock started to twitch back to life.

“Maybe I’ll just have to thank my brother for having a big mouth.” he said.