For Free

I had fun writing this. I really liked my guys, their attitudes, what they did and why they did it. My hope is you'll be as amused by the innocence of my hero as I was.  

When I finished, and when you've read it as I hope you will, I wanted to be ezra pound sooo badly. No Capitals, no punctuation, no diacritical markings, just words.. Trouble is, having said that I remember the first time I read his work, how desperately I missed a comma or a period...

Enjoy, after all, as the title says, it's 'For Free'.

 “Well, son, tweren’t nothin’ could a bin done, nope, nothin’. That nice teacher lady said, well, iff’n it had been her choice, she’d a kept ya but that ole sumabitch he said....Ah, son, don’t matter none. You got put up to doin’ what you done did an’ only a idjit wouldn’t a seen it. That bitch was in heat and, well, you plugged her, any man’d done just the same. Particular if they’d been you. Come here, Johnny”.

He took down my drawers, hauled out my balls, just held ‘em there, shakin’ his head, lookin’ at em. “Ain’t a man alive wouldn’t a want a pair like these...no siree, no one and...held up my sausage...” Just shook his head a bit more. “Iffen I hadn’t been there when yer ma dropped ya, I would swear you was now at least...25 today.”

I put my head down. Dad put a store by my learnin’ and now...well...that’s that. No more school. Put my arms around him. “Ya know, Dad, it’s kinda funny iffen ya think about it….I got these here for free, just like if ya found two quarters on the cee-ment outside Haleys...then went inside an’ found Haley’d let ya put them two quarters up fer somethin’ you really wanted ‘n now...find another quarter and they’s yers.”

“An’ they say my kid ain’t smart. Just figured out what ya can do that sometin’ you got fer free is worth somethin’ to somebody...I bet none a them kids even figgered lay until ya come get it like you just done did.” He looked at me real close…  “Son, yer right, you did get these here for free and all we gotta do is figger out how to put them to work...Ya ever hear’d about standin’ at stud? Well, I reckon, jes like over at McCready’s, they got that big ole male horse, he don’t do nothin’ all day but fuck other horses...gets good money for it.”

“Dad, I don’t wanna fuck horses….” He just laughed n’ pulled me to him.

“Son, you ain’t never gonna fuck a horse, not never.”

“I thought you said you an’ Uncle Macky fucked a horse now an’ agin’...”

“Yeah, well, we did say that dint we….but Son, that weren’t the kinda horse that’s up behind McCready’s. ‘Member that sow you stuck ‘n why you got tossed outa school? Well, that’s kinda what Macky ‘n I meant….big, fat, ugly...”

“I thought, ‘yeup, she shore was fat, never thought I’d get to ta her bottom...

Good thing that Clausen gave me a buck cuz I wouldn’t a done it.”

“Clausen, that fat peckerwood, he done paid you to plug her… ?”

“Yessir, he ‘n his buddy, they held her down ‘n….”

“They did, huh, do tell….Guess that part a the tale dint get told like ‘n it should have.” Dad got up, pulled us a long neck from the cooler-I spect I better get more ice for it soon. “Johnny, you know Red…”

“Sure, the sheriff…..course I know’d him, we all go huntin’….”

“Yeah, you trot over ta his place ‘n tell him what you jest tole me….the truth….all of it, ya hear?”

“Sure, Dad, you know I ain’t no liar….”

Dad had a funny kinda smile…. “Ya, son, I know that, fact is...lots a folks be knowin’ that. The Jenkins men, they don’t lie….now git….I ‘spect Red may want ta come back with…..”

Dad musta know’d sumpin’ cuz when we come back, Red rode me over in his county car, Uncle Macky was there ‘n my dad….Red walked up, got handed hisself a beer… “Johnny told me a interesting story….true he got tossed out a school on account a that?” Dad and Macky just looked at him ‘n nodded. Red looked at me… “Son, you wanta go back to that school?”

Wull, I din’t know what ta say. Dad wanted me to get learned ‘n that meant school but...that school…? “Uh, Red, uh….” So I jist told him. “Dad sets a lot on my gettin’ some learnin’ but” I swallowed hard “I know I’m kinda well...what that man told you, Daddy...slow.” That shamed me ‘cause...I was skert...he might be right ‘bout my bein’ slow ‘n all.

Dad jist about exploded. “I know fuckin’ well what he said and maybe he be‘n maybe ain’t but, Red, not an hour ago, Johnny figgered out how to find two quarters, take ‘em to Haleys and maybe get something on the never, never plan...that sound slow to you? You seen what he’s got in his jeans? That’s why they made him do that…..Johnny, drop yer drawers, Red ain’t seen you recently.”

I did like Dad told me.

Red took a look ‘n sucked in so hard his britches almost fell down-”Jesus, it’s a miracle….I am truly 100% sure that cunt they had you stick must be walkin’ side gaited iffen she can walk at all.” Without turnin’ my cock loose, he looked at Dad, real serious like… “Sam, lookin’ at these...well, he cain’t go on playin’ on the Varsity Football team and still be called in the Ninth grade...fuck..he’s been there how many years?…..course…..the team without him….”

Macky spoke up. “It’s a beaut, all the Jenkins men...well” he smiled at Red, “all of us are pretty well known for bein’ horse hung...this ‘un just be the stallion on the ranch. Shame, tho ‘bout the team….I guess, we all of us made a coupla dollars on the side when Johnny played...”

“I hope to shout. Come here son.” I did and he picked up first my cock then my balls again then went back ‘n forth. “I surely do hope to shout.” He looked at Macky ‘n kinda smiled… “Get a court order to have this young man report to the sheriff...In-ternal investigation.” They all laughed.

“You want him? Finish yer beer ‘n off you go. Jist...know what yer gettin’ into, more likely, what’s gettin’ in to you...” They all laughed again. Red paused… “He been cherried yet?...” Dad ‘n Macky sorta looked down. “Nah, Red, we, uh, we’s kinda hopin’ some good man, probly friend of the family do that...I mean, hell, I’d do it, I’m his Dad and, you remember my Daddy, he cherried me but Johnny...”

“Tryin’ ta get some cash for his cherry, ain’t ye?”

“Yeah well, Johnny’s special. Iffen we’d a had to, wull, we had ourselves offers for him...” Dad paused and kinda looked sorrowful. “ ‘Course, I luv him too much ta do that unless times git real tough...lot worse than now...My Daddy, well, you know, he give me ta that ox Willem only he got damaged goods….”  Dad and Macky looked strange at each other and sorta grinned. “See...Dad was a good man, you ‘member him...”

“I shore do, hated like fuck havin’ to lock him up knowin’ he’d get sent away, all yer damn honesty got ‘im…..all he hadda say were...he dint know it was loaded but damn it all, that thar stupid Jenkins honesty, naw, he stood up ‘n said ‘shur he knew it was loaded, put the shells in himself.”Red sorta stopped ‘n looked inta the past. “Last hangin’ in the state but that’d be how he’d wanta go, only fit way for a man ta get his, on the rope, dancin’...”

He snapped back. “What you sayin’ about Willem?”

“Yeah, well, Dad knew that ole fool wanted himself more so...he quick like got me cherried out an’ stretched, used a ball bat t’wards the end...but Willem, old fucker, he never knew, just tied me up ‘n gainst the barn an’, did what he paid ta do. Din’t plan on Macky jist happen’ to wander by, said, he guessed he got what he done paid for, untied me an took me home. Macky coulda  been next but like Dad said, think there’s a song ‘bout this’, “If I cain’t sell it, I’ll sit on it” ‘n he did to, finally got horny one day, more’n usual when we’d just suck him off, that’s when Macky….

Macky jus’ grinned. “Got me plowed better’n the South Forty. No one like Dad...well, ‘course, my good fer nothin’ brother here...”

The guys grinned at each other, “I spect I’m good fer somethin’ ta hear you tell…”

“Yep, Pa did give a fine show...they snuck me in, only six then….”

“Red? Yer a good man, an I know you know’d how and what ta do cuz, well, you and I….”

“Yeah”, He looked at Dad and smiled… “You an’ I we shore did do it...kinda wondered, since I was elected sheriff, iffen that….?”

“Nah...cain’t fuck a man who’s out chasin’ drunks, given out tickets...Can’t rightly think I could lean over that shotgun you got between your cock and any cocksucker in yer car now could I?…..” They both laughed.

The sheriff put his hand around my neck, pulled on my head, gave me ‘an ole Dutch rub. “John, I do believe yer dad is offerin’ me a great honor...but...it be yers to give away...I’d be rightly honored but there’s yer Dad an’ Macky...they’s kin…”

“Guess I gotta speak up….Dad, Macky, Red, scuse me, Sheriff….this is kinda hard but...see...I been partial to...men for a bit now. Go in my room and think about you, Dad or you, Macky an….it jist slides out but most a’ all, you, Sheriff...you make my nuts bounce and just thinkin’ about a star on a car door, well, I get so stiff I gotta put two legs in one side a my britches….so...what I’m tryin’ to say is...if you’d wanta to take my cherry...an Dad and Macky think that’d be okay, then...” He took me in his good strong arms, took me too him, whispered in my ear… “I always had a yen more for men myself...ask your father...” He patted me on my butt-sorta let his hand stick around there for a good bit.

“Red, you be good, break him in easy or I swear...” Sheriff just looked at him an’ then Dad knewed what a jerk he just made...a course Red would take me good an’ peaceful…

“Wanta go now, son?”

I hugged Dad and Macky then put my arm around Red’s shoulder. “I been waiting a for you fer a long time...now’s plenty good.” Ev’ry one polished off their beer an’ we got up, hopped in his fancy buggy with the si-reen and went.

Red an I drove around town a bit, made me take him by the school where it happened, he paused, took a picture or two, drove on. Stopped by the sheriff’s office, told Lula, the lady who took calls, to turn ‘em over to her number then close the joint up, he an’ me was gonna cook out. Lula smiled, said somethin’ about she heard that nastiness at school, didn’t believe it herself, personal.

Red stopped, turned, looked at her.

“Lula, you got a church choir meetin’ tonight?  I’m gonna tell you a true story an’ if the subject a Johnny, here, comes up, I want you ta tell those hens just pree-cisely what I’m a fixin’ to tell you...iffen’ you wanta write it down, okay.”

I kinda wisht he hadn’t told ‘n then showed her my gents parts ‘n all but he did ‘n I was surprised, Lula started to cry and said somethin’ about that poor, poor boy, all that nasty trash, she sure as hell...then backed up, knowin’d she’d swore… Sheriff’s if it comes up, she would be cer-tain-ly tell the true story might get told-iffen there be a chance to tell it. She hugged me, then hugged the sheriff, hugged me again, grabbed her coat, which tipped over the hat stand, an’ left.

Red almost bent over laughing. “Holy Shee-it, them bitches is gonna hear somethin’, probably not the truth, but they’ll hear it...John, tomorrow, and I promise you this, yer daddy is gonna get calls from women he don’t even know wonderin’ if he’d like to come ta supper and, oh yeah, bring that son o’ yours, she got a daughter ‘bout his age...” He hadda quit talkin’ he was gaggin’ with laughs… “Aw shit, you and yer dad and Macky better leave town or have me lock you up lessen you wanta get gang raped.” Then laughed some more. “An’ I got some guys I’m gonna tell about some meat they will fucking not Bee Lieve. Come on, son, gotta get you ready for the meal that’s gonna be spread in front  a ya.” Still wiping his eyes, we went out the back entrance, hopped up in his pick up and headed for his house. Couple times he almost lost it he couldn’t stop laughin’. I wished I knewed what the joke was….

Red lived real good, lot nicer than Dad ‘n me but we had what all we needed. He was the sheriff so he had ta look a little better otherwise, I heerd someone say this, he better show off some a that money theys a payin’ him. I guess this house was what did it. Thing is, din’t change much from when before he was sheriff cept there was a couple a shot guns in the umbrella stand by the front door plus a peg where he hung his heavy belt with all the crap he needed to be sheriff on it.

First time I figgered I could be a lot more to Red than ever so’s I took him an’ tried to kiss him. I only ever kissed my dad ‘n Macky but I wanted this to be different. Guess it was. He looked at me, cocked his head then pulled me to him, put a hand on my bag and his lips on mine. I swallowed, closed my eyes ‘n let his tongue come in. Maybe I was sposed to stick mine back but, dammit, his puttin’ his hand down there, well, I almost made a baseball bat, right there in my jeans. I told him, back at our place, he was a man I rightly admired, just this wasn’t how I wanted to show him.

“It’s all right, son, just slide out of them pants and you’ll be….” I did that, remembering to pull of my shoes cuz sometimes iffen you wanta get your meat out quick ‘n  drop yer drawers, well, if you ain’t got yer shoes off, you might topple over...least that happened to me a few times….

He quit  kissin’ me an’ followed my pants down only he stopped an’ took my hard piece in his mouth, least part ways...cleaned up what was droolin’ out. Gotta say that yeah, felt good, lots better than when other guys sucked on it but I was a might embarrass’d….Red was more ‘n my friend an’ well, I been thinkin’ so much on him that I wanted him to get it perfect. He only paused once.

“Gotta get you over to Doc Kennedy, get this flap cut...that’s almost longer than my tongue.”

I was a tad worried, cuz Doc Kennedy, he be the Vet...what usully got taken to him to be cut was mutts with nuts ‘n I didn’t plan on losin mine….forgot that, as Red stuck a finger up my tail an’ panted on slurping on my meat. Truth is, I kinda wanta sit down or lay down….I was likin’ this real good.

Fact is, I was startin’ to pant. I’d knowed how much I wanted Red but now...nothin’ stood between me ‘n him but, well, just whatever he’d a want to do but, gee...I wanted him to want to do it now. I guessed he knewed how but, well, I sorta told him if he could, please, just there or somewhere cuz...Jesus I wanted him...so bad...He looked at me, saw the tears a comin’ down, an’ he knewed how much I cared ‘bout him...that’s when he picked me up, took me on with him an’ tossed me on his bed. Din’t take long for him ta take his uniform off; I guess he really wanted me cuz he got his fingers cot in his jock an’ like most things, once they git sideways, he just couldn’t get it ‘em out. ‘Course he did.

“Johnny, I gotta hurt ya a little, guess you been told  but...when yer givin’ up yer cherry, that’s how it is. So….git up on yer knees, head down, I’m guessing no one ever stretched you so...well, here...tuk his hands an real gentle like pushed my ass apart..”

He hacked up a glob of spit and shot it right in my tail. Dint wait long til his hard man tool followed….got right in. He was holdin’ me, talking to me, tellin’ me to hold on...last thing he wanted to do was hurt his almos’ son but he’d a had to or...that’s when I guess he cherried me cuz that’s when it hurt the most but only for a coupla moments. Told me he was in, try and relax, take it, feel it, try an’ make my innards rub his prick….he couldn’t hold much, gotta shoot me, an’...I could feel something warm like iffen a man was gently rubbin’ up in there… jeez I wanted to kiss him, hold him but he was too busy, said he was gonna back out an’ come in again...did too. Better this time. Put his hand under me, started pressing on something, felt like he was rubbin’ the head a his man blaster but somethin’ else, somethin’ in me an’ just like Mc Cready’s horse, my cock dropped down and I squirted all that syrup I been savin’ for him. Jus’ couldn’t stop. Grabbed my nuts and tried ta squeeze out what more I figger’d was in ther an’ dam, I was right.

I seen dogs hump one a’tother ‘n spect that’s what Red ‘n I looked like. I got my ass up in the air playin’  bitch ‘n ole Red, well, he’s excited ‘n can’t stop, just goin’ ‘n goin got somewhere in me ‘n touched some’in….well….I couldn’t hep it, never in my life have I unloaded just like I did then...we should a done this on the floor cuz I messed up his bed all ways. One thing, got myself on one arm and tuk a hold a my stiffy then whapped it ‘n, damnation, I spit again….If Red wanted out, well, I got so worked up that my ass slammed shut ‘n he was gonna haveta wait ‘til I could turn him loose. Good thing, he dint seem to want ta go. Took one a his hands, covered mine an we both set to shuckin’ that cock of mine. Nothin’ I mean nothin’ ever felt that good...Red could’t not hardly say nothin’ just moaned an’ kept  sayin’ oh yeah an that I was his only stud ever, he could fuck me all day.. an then he wanted ta play bitch and have me pump him. Well, I knewed I could do that cuz lots a times Macky or Dad rub me down there ‘n I knew what they wanted so course I did ‘em. See, I cared a lot for Red so he was gonna be special...kinda glad I was drained a might….could settle in him an jus’ easy like run it in an out an in an…...I wondered right then iffen...maybe I cared about Red more ‘n Dad or Macky? But I figgered, iffen a man, not yer kin, ‘n you fucked well, that be different cuz you could always fuck them but Red….he dint have all that kinda time ‘n besides, back at home, Dad ‘d just drop his drawers ‘n lay out over the table ‘n I’d take him right there. Macky, to, iffen he lay beside him. Course, weez all big men, ‘n more’n just our man parts, gotta be careful, table weren’t ment to hold men fuckin’.

We’s layin’ up   by each other on his bed, both a pantin’, cum still drippin’ outa my hard stake...Red’s a reachin’ over, holdin’ it, rubbin’ my nuts, my cock….

“SumBitch, I rightly wonder if I got it in me ta take ….this, shur want ta….” I had a idea.

“Wull, Daddy sometimes has me mount up an’ just stick him then not do anythin’ til he’s what he says, ‘past horny’ a then he starts makin’ his ass ru b me, kinda like if you’n was tryin’ to have a  bad shit….’n that gets me right up an’ gone. He says….I gotta work on that, spitttin’ too fast...other hand, I kin do it lots a time just gimme a sec to kinda relax, them balls do take half a mo’ ta get reloaded but stayin’ hard, wull, I might just as well be one them fence post, a cee-ment one, cuz ‘bout the only way to soften me up is ta whap it a few times or, what Dad does, have me stick it in the beer cooler. Told Red...he seemed right pleased to hear it, told me, okay, get up on his saddle  , shorely wished he had a bridle and reins...said it’d be more fun ta play horsey that way. I guess, iffen that was what he wanted….but ever time some one said the word “horse” I thought about the one behind McCreadys…..and kinda wondered iffen that might be my job...course, Dad and Macky said I dint haveta fuck no horse….

I been him in a hour or so ‘n he was cryin’ screamin’ saying’ “Oh Johnny, you are the motherfuckingest man I ever had up my ass, ever.” Only problem was….I could see some red comin’ out with my left over jizz an’ so  I pulled out...din’t want a hurt what I’d be hopin’ was my man….couldn’ say it but….there weren’t gonna be no othern’ him, well, cept for business. We lay there, real cozy like, put my hands over his man tits, gave ‘em a rub-Macky specially liked that-an, shure nuff, Red almost bucked me off he shot so hard so the next time, I’d a best see he was right side up...then...wull, dint matter much ‘cuz we un’s mussed up his cover. Hell, felt like layin’ in fuckin’ glue…

“Red?”

“Yeah, son?”

“You okay? Dint wanta hurt cha...cuz, well, I gotta be honest...”

He laughed out loud, “Fuck that Jenkins honesty, okay, boy, whattaya got fer me.?”

“Uh, fer a long time… uh….well….I wanted you jist for me...see...” an’ I dint know how ta go on...”

He rolled over and tuk me in his arms. “Ya mean it, Johnny??”

I almost hadda whisper. “Ya, Red, it’d be jist you….outside a business. Maybe I could.,...well….live here now ‘n then, ‘corse, I’d have ta live with Dad, too, silly fool nev’r can keep the cooler full a ice an’, you know, man caint’ swallow hot  beer.”

Red got up on one elbow…. “Ya mean it, doncha.”

I just nodded cuz...well...I did. Damn fool nearly had tears. “You caint’ be my  boy, cuz you gotta me by man...an’….Johnny….I been thinkin’ while we wuz doing what we wuz doin’….I kinda think your Dad, well, he may have thought you cared a bit more for me, course, hell, he knowed you always love him an’ Macky, yes,  I do believe...cain’t call you ‘son’ or ‘Johnny’...no more. You got another name?”

“Middle handle’s Clyde...”

“Yeah, well….that won’t do….I’ll think on it.”

Guess he forgot ta think cuz he rolled over on me, started ta kissin me an’….we both got lost in the ‘tother cuz we went ta sleep, jist like that, a holdin’ on….best night I ever done slept...an’ a course….I do believe I got me the man I wanted. Yessiree Bob, I do believe that…..

Red said he needed a good start to his day so...I fucked him deep then sucked him off….said that’d keep him limp until lunch. Also, while I was sleepin’ he talked to my Dad ‘bout some things ‘n, well, he told him, what I said about...wantin’ him. I was ril sorry ta hear that cuz….I love my Dad and Macky just, well, with Red it’d be a different thing. Guess it was okay cuz Red said we’d some things ta get done this mornin’ so step on it, got a little drive to do.

Did to. Told me we was on our way to Doc Kennedy’s so’s I could get good an’ cut. Red said, ‘Fuck, you get ta pushin’ in an’ out an one day yer gonna tear that flap off so best thing, just get it cut off.”
He was cut, so was Dad and Macky an’ now I’d be just like ‘em. Only, I kinda smiled to  myself, I knewed I was bigger ‘n them...even iffen after I got cut, fuck, just see it all better, not wonderin’ bout what was a livin’ under the covers.

A fore Doc commenced ta do me, he put me up in a big metal tub, where he said he washed big animals. As a joke, he put a collar on me ‘n then stuck that to a pole. He n’ Red thought that was funny but I jest felt like an idgigt. Also, Red said, I hadda look like a man so he took the dog clippers ‘n gave me a crew cut jus’ like him an most men. Said it’d make me look a bit older. Shur felt odd bein’ on my hands and knees in all that water-Red said, “Watch this”. He reached in ‘n took a holt a my cock, said to Doc, “Wanta bet how many pulls it takes to make him squirt?” Doc dint so Red went easy an...I kinda wishd he’d a gone a bit faster cuz, well, you know , I’m ready NOW. He grabbed by nut sack, held it, also pushed down back down my cock….held that for time then said, “Now watch, you ain’t gonna believe this.” Turned everything lose, pulled on me once an, shit, the water looked like somebody dumped ice cream in it. Doc looked real surprised, real.

“Shit, you could sell that, just like bull semen or that damn stud over by McCready’s this, I’ll bet, is so fertile, can’t  let a gal even near it or she’d get knocked up.”

Red sorta winked at him an’ started pullin’ on me again. Same thing. Doc said he’d a haveta get fresh water cuz you couldn’t wash me in my own jizz ‘n they both laughed. Red kinda looked down then said… “Ya know, his Daddy kinda said he’d be mine cuz, well, he told both a us...” He kindly stove up, dint know how to say it….he bein’ a sheriff ‘n all, maybe...I was still a kid, sort a...Looked right at Doc.. “Johnny here told both a us he kinda fancied me….had fer some little time. Let me take his cherry….’n….”

“Ya know Red, I seen all kinds come in here, two legs, four legs but what I always done notice whether two a anything was to be together...guess that’d be you and this hellacious stud. Buddy you be a lucky man, yessirree bob, one lucky man.” He laughed, when he needs workin’ on, jest bring him here, I don’t see dongs like that often enough an may be...now that he’s here an’ up on all fours, just like a bitch I could hop up ‘n….”

The Sheriff almost got cold. “No. Uh uh, you go get one a them Shepherds ‘n drill it but this man be mine so forget it. I brung him here to get cut cuz you said you could do it but, I’m gonna be right there and iffen you put one hand were it aint’ supposed ta be...” He reached behind him ‘n I heard him snap his handcuffs.

Things got quiet after that. Doc put on a mask, Red along with him ‘n they rolled me on a table, said he had to secure me, saw a needle an then….”

I woke up ‘n found I was back in a bed….Red’s bed, my cock hurt somethin’ powerful. Looked down an, fuck, ain’t got no cock just a bunch a white stuff an’ all a that held tagether with a Ace bandage. Had ta laugh, my cock stood straight up, no way I could a put on anything….Surprised me, Macky came in, said Red hadda go play sheriff ‘n he was supposed ta stay with me. See I weren’t in no pain. I asked him if he’d a seen it but, naw, it came home all wrapped like that, little piece o’ plastic er somethin’ came out the end so’sin I could take a leak when I needed to. Macky sat down on the bed beside me.

“I guess you might be wonderin’ how yer Dad took it about Red….”

“He’s real pissed off, ain’t he….I, I love Dad but...”

“Now you hush, yer a man an’ made a man’s decision truth to tell….” He stopped and sorta looked out a window…. “truth ta tell, well, I been afraid you’d a want him. See, Johnny, I know’d he’s my kin, my brother but since we was young ‘uns, well, jist like you wanted Red, and he’s a helluva man, I wanted your Pa, wanted him bad  but….I done made up my mind iffen it was  you fer him, well, that’d be the way it’d be, love ya both….”

“Macky, I cain’t rise up but come here ‘n let me hug ya, love both you ‘n Dad, plan to go right on fuckin’ both o you when you want me….jist like always….hell, you be the first man I done ever stuck it to so I cain’t give it up, not ever. I ain’t thought of it til jist now but the four of us...maybe out by the creek...never done it like that but I betcha we could….whaddya think?”

He kinda smirked, said, “Cain’t talk like that, gets me all hard….”

Looked at him an smiled. “Hell, man, only my cock is wrapped up, see this mouth? Give me yer meat….I ain’t et today….an’ I know you taste good.” Macky smiled an’ unbuttoned his britches. Out popped his nice, hard cock so I rolled on my side ‘n gobbled it down. Standin’ there ol Macky almost did the huly huly dance as he got closer ‘n, yep, tasted jest like Macky, good ‘n sweet… “Got ‘nother in ya? I ain’t et since I got back...” ‘n smiled at him.

“Fuck, you gonna edge me? Put me through all that?” but he was grinnin’.

“Yeup, thas just what I was a mind to do ‘n once I get onto it, yer gonna think an ol snappin’ turtle caught hold, jest once with a soft mouth….ya ain’t goin’ nowhere...” Stupid smile, he knewed what I done to him afore an’ now, well, wondered if he’d still be standin’t there when Red came home? Kin knows what kin likes ‘n I been knowin’ Macky and his pecker for a long time….

He leaned forward ‘n I pulled it in with my tongue, got it set with my lips and  just a mite bit a teeth. Then got the suck started...always liked the way Macky moaned...still do. Knew he couldn’t git out, them teeth were made fer holdin’ when need be but, fuck, he dint want out, jist now an’ again when I let him get close...an he wanted ta shoot...well, that ain’t gonna happen, not fer some little while. Nosireeee Bob.

We got ourselves interrupted, probly good cuz Macky coudn’t stood there much longer. Heard a knock ‘n Big Ben, the football coach came in, told us not ta stop, he’d wait, fuck, he’d be next iffen I weren’t to tired. Hell, fer Ben, I ain’t never been to tired. He bein’ my coach an all. Lessee…? I been on the Varsity fer..eight years? Sumpin like that. Barely touched five five then ‘n now, shit, last time anyone took a length stick to me, apart from my cock, I was six two, not much fat all muscle. Wayed in around 230 ‘n fast. Them years I played, wull, we hardly never lost. Guess now that my schoolin’ was past, no more playin’ fer the team, ‘pologized to Biggie about that cuz I knewed he set a passle for havin’ me on the team. When I spoke my piece to Ben, hadda let Macky go...Ben took over fer him. Coach weren’t like most a my family, and a course, Red. His be fat ‘n on the short side but, Jesus, when it got hard ‘n he only had on his coachin’ shorts, wull, a couple a times a referee told him ta do somethin’ people was lookin’ at his shorts an’ not the game. I knowed, cuz, fuck, he tole the team, he did it a purpose just to take the other team’s mind off playin’ ball. Must a worked, on a coupla times, after the game, they shared a locker room with us ‘n we all watched while Ben fucked their coach, said he lost some kinda bet. Fact is, once he had me plug the other guy, worked out that weren’t such a good idea as he done passed out afore I’d even come the third time. Dad said coaches like Ben weren’t not birthed, they was bred, maybe by McCready’s horse. Whatever. I shore liked him ‘n did feel bad cuz without me...scuse me for bein’ prideful...they ain’t likely to win so much.

Ben pulled out, slapped me on the ass, said thanks but theys another matter so hold on. Came back carryin’ a bag ‘n had a big shit eating grin. “Cain’t get another man like you but….I heerd that there was a transfer from some school...I kinda fergit where. Big kid, almost your size, crew cut, just like you got none o’ them long yeller locks...reached inta the bag ‘n pulled out a jersey, said “Carson” on the back, my old school….but who the fuck was….then I commenced ta smilin’, Macky did to, said somethin’.

“Hey, Ben, I do believe I done heerd about Carson, cain’t call the school he was at but they shore won behind him, glad yer gonna get him. Johnny, can ya sit up? Pull on that shirt, see iffen it happens ta fit.” ‘Course it did.

They both jist looked at me. “Yeup, fits him jist like it was made fer him, don’t it coach.” Ben had a big ole smile, “Yeup, when Carson shows up just before the games, don’t even haveta worry iffen his uniform ‘ull fit.”

“Course this be nothin’ I know but...since Carson kinda takin’ Johnny’s place, what about that shit head that dun tossed him outta school? I’m a bettin’ Carson ain’t gonna show up for any classes cept maybe PE.”

“Aw, him. I read a book about a coach called Bear Bryan? Bryant? Somepin like that an he ran his team like he liked an told administration to sit on it if they didn’t like him winnin’. I don’t spect I’ll have no trouble. For one, ever one likes Johnny, he is a genuwine good guy, always heps the other men, an…” he sorta snorted a laugh “hepped his coach when he needed it. Hey, Macky, you know that Johnny here is, well, what’s say...a little older than the other guys on the team? How old you an’ his dad figger him to be?”

“Well, he been in the ninth grade for...nigh on to eight years so what’d that make him? Close to nineteen? Twenty? You got him all muscled up to play, you know what a feller about that age should be...twenty sound good to you?”

Ben started ta laugh. “Hell, that’s what I was athinkin, shame he weren’t no younger, he coulda taught Carson a thing or two.” They both commenced ta laughin’. “Yeah, Carson’s gonna be a fast learner, bet he already knows all the plays...” Two fools almost rolled on the floor. “You gonna play him offense er deffence, maybe like Johnny here, both, dependin’ on what  you need?”

“Well I gotta see if Carson...” an the damn fools just kept on laughin’, “I gotta check out Carson ta see iffen he knows the difference, like Johnny here cuz they ain’t but one Johnny….hey, I do believe I heerd what Carson’s name is… ‘Johnny Carson’. Well, that was such a thigh slapper Macky pissed his pants and coach barely made it to a open window-good thing I’d been at suckin’ him off or he’d a  not had his shorts down.

That was jist fine but….that Jenkins thing….about honesty? What the hell was I gonna due if someone asked me my name? I put that to coach ‘n, a course, he had the answer, “Tell ‘em the truth, tell ‘em yer Johnny.” I jist smiled ‘cause I was Johnny. Smarts like that be why he wins games an is the coach. Thanked him ‘n said, when I saw Carson around ‘n iffen he be up to it, he better fuck the coach a thanks….

Seems gettin’ cut was easy, the fast part, gettin’ over bein’ cut took a might longer ‘n I planned on. Shur, bandages got changed, that Ace thing was taken off soin’s I could pull on some shorts….coupla sizes to big, jist cinched in at the waist, at least I could go out so people woun’t stare. Seemed like forever but were only a few weeks ‘n Doc Kennedy said all the bandaids and shit could come up. Whole family, ‘n a course Red, went to watch me git unwrapped.

When Doc finished, theys all quiet, just stared. Course, I cain’t help it, came out hard ‘n pushin’ cum down that little old tube weren’t easy but right then...JeeeeeZus S. Christ, I musta shot every ding dong dang bit a cum I had, I seen pitchers of them waters in Las  Vegas jumpin’ in the air, kinda what this looked like. Got all of ‘em splattered good but hell, theys just laughing...licking each other, Red put his mouth over my new cock sayin’ he had first dibs cuz well, thems all knew why. It was still a might bit tender but damn, my man, he shur felt good. Only problem, why I dint notice, well, hell I was jist to het up...all I had were my shorts an some ole shoes, what was left of ‘em. Mentioned that. Red, he just smiled, said hold yer horses, dint think he’d let his man git away in the all together now did I? Stepped out ‘n came back carryin’ a big, plastic sack, over a hanger, kinda like the ones I seen people get from that dry cleanin’ place. Coupla big boxes, to.

“Doc? You got an exam room he kin use fer a couple a minutes?”

Red put a arm around my shoulders steered me to the room, put the bag an’ the boxes in with me, kissed me, closed the door an’ well, nothin’ fer it but to open ‘em up and see what he had in mind.

Last thing, I sat down to pull on the tall, shined black cowboy boots ‘n then just bawled. Hell, now an again ever man does or he shur should ‘n this was one o’ them times. Got it together, picked up the big cowboy hat with the wide leather sweat band around it, stood up then opened the door. Kin smiles knock a man down, well they almost did me. Red stepped forward a bit…

“Gents, I want you ta meet my new deputy, John Jenkins, just like it says here on the tag just below the star on his chest. Gents, this here be my Johnny...”

Well….I never been grabbed or hugged or kissed as many times...fuck, I think one a Doc’s hounds tried to jump me afore he got swatted. Only one thing I could think ta say, “Red, Sheriff, I gotta find me a mirror, won’t be real until I sees it myself.” And it weren’t but then I saw the man lookin’ back, the man in the dark colored pants, fitted so tight well, I saw why I hadda wear a jock made from whatever it was, but it held everthin’ in. Sort a. Light colored shirt, stripes on my sleeve...patches with USA flag on each one, star on my upper left  breast, ‘n on the flap over one a the two pockets, two sewed in holes where my name tag, “Deputy John Jenkins” went. Put on the hat an pulled it down a scosh….an’ prayed….this weren’t Halloween, tomorrow...I could keep the treats but the trick had been on me...I weren’t no deputy, just plain Johnny with the big nuts and long cock. A course, that ain’t all bad, plus bein’ free an all.

Two, maybe three weeks later came inta the office, well, our office ‘n Lula weren’t there. Figgered one a her all fired church dos, hell that woman spent enuff time there….Red came in from the cells…

“Lula okay, she don’t seem to be here...”

“Gave her the day off, woman works hard, gotta  get her rested so she can go pray for all the sinners she sees come an’ go thru here. An’ speakin’ o’ that, take off yer Sam Browne, leave it on yer desk an’ come with me.” He locked the front door then had me follow him back to where the cells was. Looked just like evry’day cept...noise. Noise from one a them.

“Got somethin’ for ya. Strip, all the way….” Okay, I kin do that, he’s the Sheriff. “Back here, last cell.”

Holy mutherfuckin’ great balls o’ father. He got Clausen ‘n his buddy naked, tied down over two saw horses, gagged an’ not happy.”

“Member long ways back? These jerks?” Well, a course I remembered them.

“Thought about pullin’ ‘em, find some charge but then I thought, Naw, this be a job just right for my deputy. Clausen an them always wanted to see yer cock….well, they ain’t seen it since it got upgraded ‘n they need to.” He kinda winked at me, turned around, locked the cell door droppin’ the keys where I could reach ‘em easy.

“Take yer time Deputy, learn somethin’ they’d a never taught you in school, A man always takes his time fuckin’, specially if it’s for free.”