Date: Sun, 28 Oct 2018 13:10:05 +0000 (UTC)
From: tagenhard@aol.com
Subject: Hwy 62-4

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Hwy 62-4 by tagenhard
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Despite the disappointing evening Ellis and I had a
good night's sleep. We decided to get breakfast on the
road and had our things packed and ready to go. We ran
into Mathis and his group by the pool, they were
staying till tomorrow. Mathis told me about his time
with Tyler and Marcus and I told him about Ellis and
James's brother.
Mathis couldn't stop laughing about
that. I opted not to tell him about his son Vince and
figured they would discover each other in time if it
was meant to be. But I didn't realize Tyler had
already sort of spilled the beans.
Mathis was bummed
that he would have no chance to get alone time with
Marcus and Tyler before leaving since he had to watch
the whole group now. I told I felt for him but now he
had something to look forward to when he got back
home.

Ellis and I stopped in the town where we had gone to for the movie and found an I-Hop. As we sat down in a
booth Ellis recognized the man from the theater who
was sitting with a younger man and woman who could be
son or daughter and a young boy who was probably his grandson. The man blushed when he saw Ellis and made a point of not looking our way. Ellis understood and
equally ignored the man.

We drove on anxiously hoping that the deputy would be in and that some fun might pursue. To our luck Deputy
Math McIntosh was standing outside smoking a
cigarette. I still liked my impression of him as
Deputy Dawg.
A smile broke out on his face when he
realized it was us that had pulled up. Ellis jumped
out of the car and ran up to him jumping into his
strong arms.
"Hey there kiddo." Math smiled with his eye's twinkling."Hi sir." Ellis replied and then hugged his neck."How was your camping trip?"  Math asked looking only at Ellis. Ellis launched into an animated telling of
the past two days with Math laughing when Ellis
described his time with James.
That triggered a light bulb moment for Ellis."If Tar is your cousin and James is Tar's cousin then
aren't you and James cousins?"
"Well some partially good deduction on your part but we are cousins to Tar from two different directions.
James and Tar are cousins thru his daddies' side. I'm
cousins with Tar thru my mother's side. But James and
I know each other." Ellis thought that thru and then
continued with his stories.

"Now this Mathis fellow sounds interesting and with six boys traveling with him. Boy I sure could have
some fun strip searching him and doing a body cavity
check in front of those boys." Math laughed. "But I'm
actually glad you stopped by. I could use your help
with the pair I got in the lock up right now."

"Sounds intriguing." I stated talking for the first time. "How can we help?"
The deputy looked at me finally. "I got a black daddy and his 14 year old son locked up. They claiming I'm
prejudice and that's why I pulled them over."
"If you take us in on the same charge then they can't claim that anymore." I offered.
"Maybe, with these two I'm not sure. I got Tar in there also but the kid just isn't very friendly. They
are feisty as can be. Especially the kid, he seems to
just be itching for a fight. Tar's just ignoring him."
Math added.

"Well Ellis and I are willing to play along if that helps you." I offered and Ellis shook his head in
agreement. Deputy Math went over some ideas with us
before we went inside. Once inside the main office the
deputy handcuffed me and Ellis practiced his worried
look.

The deputy opened the door into the cell area when a deeper voice called out. "Well you been gone long
enough you gonna let us out now." But then the voice
tapered off as the man talking saw that the deputy was
leading us in. The deputy opened the cell door and
directed us in. Ellis did a good job of making believe
he didn't know Tar. Once the cell door was closed I
stuck my hands thru the bars and Deputy Dawg removed
my handcuffs.

Ellis and I sat down on the bench opposite the black father and son and as far over from Tar as we could.
"What he got you in for?" The man asked.I put a scowl on my face. "He claims I was speeding." I snorted.
"Yup got me for the same dam thing." The man spat back.  I looked the man over, he appeared to be mid
30's, not scrawny like Tar but slim with some upper
body development. Not a bad looking man I thought. The
boy with him who was apparently the son did look 14
and also slim. He had a continuing scowl on his face.

"I'm Trevor." I offered "And this is my son Ellis. He picked us up on Hwy 62. We were headed home after a
few days camping."
"I'm Jarvis." The man replied. "I took my boy down to see his granny and we was going home and he got us on
62 also. He must use the area as a trap. Oh this is my
boy Hart." He nodded at the scowling kid next to him
but the kid didn't change expression or acknowledge
us.

I looked over to Tar but his head was down like he might be trying to sleep so I didn't say anything to
him. "Just ignore that cracker." Jarvis stated. "Town
drunk I suspect."
I thought Tar might look up and react to that but he didn't.
"The deputy said we were gonna have to be
strip searched to make sure we don't have drugs. Did
he threaten you two with that?" I asked glancing back
to the others. Jarvis and Hart glanced at each other
and I thought they had a bit of a nervous expression.
"Yea he said the same bullshit to us. I'm sure he's bluffing though." Jarvis commented.

Tar snorted but didn't say anything and kept his head down.
We heard the door rattle and then the deputy came thru with that same cart as he had the first time we were
here. He opened the cell door. "Okay let's start with
you two first." He said looking at me and Ellis. "Step
over here." He pointed to the spot in front of him."

I got up and Ellis followed me. "Empty everything you have in your pockets on this tray." He commanded
holding a tray that he had picked up off the cart.
Ellis and I both rummaged thru our pockets placing the
meager contents on the tray. Once we finished he
placed the tray on the cart. "Ok son you turn around
face away from me and hold your arms out straight."
Ellis did as instructed and the deputy proceeded to
pat him down. He was very complete in his pat down but
not sexual about it. Once done with Ellis he repeated
the procedure with me.

"Okay you two sit back down again." He instructed. We returned to where we had been seated. "Now you first
sir." Indicating to Jarvis to step over. "Empty the
contents of your pockets."
Jarvis dug around and produced several insignificant items and handed them over. "Turn around same drill as
the others." Deputy Math instructed in a cool calm
voice. Jarvis took the stance and the Deputy patted
him down. When he did the crotch area he pulled the
pants material tight and I could see the outline of a
long tube. I was impressed and looked up to see Jarvis
looking at me with a grin.

I gave him a Wow expression back and then looked away. I heard a slight chuckle escape his lips. "Okay you
can sit sir." Math stated. "Son your next." Deputy
Math indicated to Hart. The boy seemed nervous but did
as he was told. He dug around in his pockets but had
nothing more than piece of bubble gum and a
handkerchief to produce.

"Turn and pose like your dad did." He was instructed. Deputy Math ran his hands very thoroughly across the
boy's clothed body. When he reached the crotch area he
ran his hands up the legs and stopped at the ball
area. "What's this son?" He asked
"My balls man." Hart replied with bravado."Son unless you grew two ball sacks there is something not right here. Now what is this?" Deputy Math asked
again with a firmer voice.

Jarvis spoke up. "Son take it out." Hart looked over to his dad nervously but then reached down the front of his pants and pulled out a small bag
of green leaf. He handed it over to the deputy.
"Is there any more?" Deputy Math asked."No sir. That it." Hart replied."Well I want to believe you but I have to do my job right. You need to strip off all your clothes."
Hart's eyes grew wide. "Here?" His face had gone almost ashen.
"Take them off son, I won't tell you again. You will only make it worse on yourself if you don't comply.
Deputy Math's voice turned hard with a sharp edge to
it.

"I don'ts got anything else I promise." Hart pleaded.Deputy Math started to pull a set of handcuffs from his belt. Hart saw this. "Okay, okay I'll do it. You
probably just wanna see a kid naked." Hart spat
turning tough.

"Son don't make any more trouble." Jarvis warned his son but you could see the look of defiance growing on
Hart's face.
Hart peeled off his shirt. His chest was flat and so was his tummy. Dark small nubs pouted out from his
chest. He kicked off his shoes and started to open his
pants. "What you wanna see first my big black dick or
my hot ass perv." He spat at Deputy Math.

Math didn't give him any satisfaction of reacting. "Just take them off." Math was cool and calm.
Hart sneered but pushed his pants down, bending over in the process. His ass was facing us and the pink
hole set in the blackness winked. He stepped out of
the pants as he stood back up and faced the deputy.

Math didn't even look down at Harts crotch but held his gaze steady. "Hand me the clothes." He instructed.
Hart reached down and picked up his clothes and handed
them to the deputy.
"You like what you see?" Hart spouted. "Probably bigger than what you gots."

Deputy Math kept his cool and started to do a deep search of the clothes. "Turn around." He instructed
Hart as he felt every edge of the clothes.
Hart turned and I was impressed. A 14 year old with 6 soft inches hanging down. I had no doubt he was gonna
have what his dad appeared to have when he got older.

I heard a snort from Tar. "What you laughing at cracker?" Hart shot out.
"You think that's impressive?" Tar laughed back.Hart didn't like his manhood being laughed at any more than any guy would.
"I'm sure I got more than you but if I don't I'm still growing. I bet my ass I'll be as big as my dad when I
grows up and he sure as hell has more than you." Hart
spouted out angrily.

"Don't you go betting anything on my meat son." Jarvis stated with a tone of caution.
"Aw pops I knows you got a big one and I'm dam sure it's bigger than this cracker perv." Hart replied with
a mix of defiance and pride.

"So your willing to bet your ass on that are you?" Tar responded.
"Sure is." Hart spat back"And if I'm wrong?" Tar questioned."Then my daddy gets your ass.""What the fuck makes you think I wanna fuck this crackers ass?" Jarvis questioned his son.
"Dad it's about showing him up, you don't half to." Hart whined.
"But if I win, I sure as hell plan to." Tar stated firmly.

You could see Hart wasn't about to back down. He was a hot headed kid being defiant and didn't think he could
lose. Plus I have no doubt if he did lose he was sure
his dad won't let him actually take it up the ass from
this guy.

I looked over to Deputy Math who now was leaning against the doorway just observing.
"Whip it out if you're so sure you can win." Hart challenged.
Tar laughed and stuck his hand down the front of his coveralls. You could see he was stroking that fat
tube. With his other hand he unbuckled the top of the
coverall and let them fall to the floor. His fat fuck
stick was at its full 11 inch glory.

I saw a shadow of doubt cross over Hart's face. "Your turn." Tar said looking over to Jarvis.
Jarvis chuckled as he stood up. "Why not." He drop his pants and 9 beautiful long black inches of cock
dropped into sight. I must have sighed out loud
because I realized Jarvis was leering at me.

"Looks like I won." Tar stated with a grin looking at Hart."Pa you ain't gonna let him?" Hart's voice trailed off.Jarvis looked to his son. "You made a bet. Did I raise a son who has no honor?"
"But dad he wants to fuck me." Hart pleaded."Don't give me that shit. You ain't no stranger to cock up your black ass." Jarvis spit out.
Hart did turn ashen. "What do you mean?""Do you think I really don't know how you got that X-box you have in your room?" Jarvis sneered. "I knows
you didn't save enough money for it. You visited Mr.
Willard."

Hart looked like a deer caught in headlights."And then you musta been okay with it because you got yourself those new sneakers."
"You know about Mr. Willard?" Hart asked with surprise in his voice.
"Shit son, when I was your age guys were going to Mr. Willard. He wasn't always as old as he is now but he
was always someone you could go to if you wanted
something bad enough. Anytime someone in the
neighborhood showed up with something new everyone
knew how they came by it but we were all just polite
enough to never say anything." Jarvis chuckled. "Mr.
Willard been fucking ass like forever."

Hart and his dad just stood there looking at each other. Hart realizing he knew he took a fucking to get
the things he wanted. "Now this white fucker isn't but
an inch bigger than Mr. Willard so if you took him
twice you can be a man of honor and pay your debt."

Hart stared at his dad a moment longer then a look crossed his face. "How do you know how big Mr. Willard
is?"
Jarvis laughed. "You know that blue pickup truck your grand pappy is so proud of? Well 20 years ago when I
was 15 it was a lot newer than it is now. Pa's car
gave up the ghost one day and without a car dad had no
way to do his job. So he took me along over to Mr.
Willard's. At that time I didn't know how Mr. Willard
proved things in return for that special payment. Now
your grand pappy claims he didn't know that Mr.
Willard would want the deal that he wanted but after I
thought about it I figured Pa knew dam well that Mr.
Willard would prefer my hot 15 year old ass over Pa's
fat hairy old 50 year old ass."

"Mr. Willard wanted four payments in return for that truck. Now it was already 10 years old then and had
some miles on it but it was the newest thing around.
Pa explained to me that I didn't have to agree but
that there was no cash to buy a car and without a car
he would have no job and therefore no money. He begged
me for the sake of the family."

Jarvis sighed. You could see the memories dancing thru his head behind those eyes. "I agreed and after the
first fuck Mr. Willard gave Pa the keys and the title.
Pa asked why he trusted me to go back three more
times. Mr. Willard said he could tell I was a man of
honor. And I was, I did return as agreed for three
more times."

Jarvis softened his tone and looked to his son. "So what kind of a man did I raise?"
What Jarvis didn't know was that yes Hart had gone to Mr. Willard the first time in order to get the X-box
but not having found the experience of getting fucked
all that bad he went back for a second time not
expecting anything. However Mr. Willard informed him
that to take a fucking in exchange for something made
it a business deal. But to just get fucked because he
wanted to, made him a faggot and Mr. Willard claimed
he didn't fuck faggots. Hart thought quickly and told
Mr. Willard he misunderstood and that want he meant
was he wanted to get fucked for the pleasure of
getting a pair of Air Jordan's. To that Mr. Willard
agreed and Hart took it a second time.

Of course he couldn't let his dad know that he was actually willing to take this crackers cock up his ass
or that he liked getting fucked by Mr. Willard or the
other men he came across in the park. Well to have
honor was one thing to be a faggot was another.

"I am a man of honor." 14 year old Hart announced as he looked at Tar's long cock.
Jarvis saw the look of want in his son's eyes and thought maybe he might get his son interested in some
father swing time. But for now it was time for him to
swing from that long cracker cock.

"Bend over kid." Tar said as he stepped over to the cart and picked up the tube of lube and opened it up.
Hart sighed and turned his back to Tar and bent over
and grabbed his calves. Tar smeared some lube on the
boy and used his fingers to lube inside the hole. As
Tar worked his fingers in and out Hart started to get
a hard on and that black teen cock grew to 8 inches
with a purple head. Hart was sighing heavily and his
enjoyment of this finger was obvious.

Ellis took off his clothes and got on his hands and knees under Hart and started to lick at the swollen
cock head. Hart's eyes snapped open and he shuddered
at the sight of the little boy working his meat. Hart
had a younger brother at home that he sometimes had
impure thoughts about but having a small white boy
interested in his cock was beyond even his wildest
thoughts.

Deputy Math opened and pushed down his pants exposing his cock then knelt down behind Ellis. Hart almost
made a wise ass remark about size but surprisingly
decided not to provoke the deputy. Tar gave Hart a
gentle slap across the ass and told him he was coming
in. Math entered into Ellis's tiny little pucker as
Tar slid his cock into the teen. Ellis had taken more
of Hart's cock into his mouth and his moan was muffled
as Math filled him up. Hart openly moaned as the large
cracker's snake slithered into his hot teen boy cunt.

"Why am I the only man not getting any action here?" Jarvis asked looking directly at me. I smiled and
crawled over to between his legs where his black 9
inches were still hanging out. I engulfed that hard
shaft like the cock pig I am and Jarvis moaned out in
pleasure. "Fuckin hell I knew you was a faggot." He
exclaimed.

Hart gave up all pretense of defiance and moaned. "Yea give me your big fucking cock hillbilly, stretch my boy
hole open."
"You like a cock up your ass son." Tar sneered and slapped that firm black teen ass.
"Yes sir I do." Hart replied with a shaky voice as Tar was now about 9 inches in.
"Your boy got one great ass here. You might wanna consider tapping it." Tar stated looking back at
Jarvis who had all 9 inches of his cock snaked down my
throat.

"I was thinking the same thing." Jarvis returned as he ground his balls up against my chin.
Tar slapped Hart's ass again. "You like that idea of your daddy fucking you?" Tar was now at 10 inches with
one to go.
"Fuck yea daddy I'll be your fuck toy." Hart wheezed out as Tar now bottomed out into the teen ass.
Ellis had all of Hart's cock head in his mouth and was sucking greedily as Math fucked his tight little ass
with gusto. I was deep throating Jarvis and giving him
a blow job like he never experienced.  The smell of
all the testosterone and sweat in the room was
intoxicating to me and I was dripping precum like
crazy.

Hart warned Ellis he was ready to drop a load but Ellis kept sucking as the teen moaned out "Fuck." and
his body shuddered. Cum filled Ellis's mouth and
spilled out the sides running down his cheeks and
dripping to the floor.

Deputy Math pulled Ellis out from under Hart and sat down next to Jarvis and placed Ellis in his lap
skewering him on his cock and grabbed him by the hips
and bounced him up and down fucking him. Tar was still
long stroking Hart and Hart showed he had endurance as
he continued to moan and begged Tar to fuck him
harder.

Jarvis pushed me off of him saying he was too close to cumming and he wanted it to last longer. I sat back on
my ass and watched everyone else. Soon I heard Math
grunting and could tell he was filling my little boy's
ass up as they kissed gently.

Tar pushed all the way into Hart and let out a heavy sigh as he flooded the teen's insides. After a moment
he pulled out his long snake with a sloppy popping
sound. Before Hart could stand up his daddy Jarvis
jumped up and pushed himself it his son's teen pussy
straight to the balls and using Tar's cum as lube. He
grabbed Hart by the hips and fucked him hard slamming
into him like a mad man. "Yea daddy fuck me." He
moaned like a bitch in heat and his dad slapped him
hard across his ass. "I will be fucking you every
which way from now on." Then he moaned out and added
his daddy cum to Tar's cracker cum.

Everyone got off but me which was okay because I was to be used not pleased. I would jerk off later
fingering myself and remembering what happened. Hart
however had gotten hard again from being fucked and
wanted relief. I bent over and offered my old ass. I
think Hart only accepted the offer because he liked
the idea of fucking a white guy and especially the dad
of the little boy who sucked him off. After getting
fucked and displaying what a whore he was for cock up
his ass Hart needed to recover some of his macho pride
and he proceeded to fuck me as hard as he could. I let
him think he was one of the best fucks I ever had by
moaning and telling him so. He swore at me and called
me filthy names and tried to just humiliate me in
front of my son.
Normally I don't go for guys this
young using me but his dick was bigger than some men
I've had and the idea of being dominated by this kid
caused me to shot of a load without touching myself.

Deputy Math announced that any charges would be dropped and he even offered to give the weed back to
Hart if he licked his asshole. Hart reverted to his
defiant self that he was earlier and called Math a
fucking pedo perv. Math just laughed at him and got
dressed as did the rest of us. We had all walked back
out to the front of the station and Ellis and I we're
considering going to the diner across the street for
some lunch. Tar had left and Jarvis was standing by
his car waiting for Hart who said he had to use the
bathroom.

Ellis and I did go over to the dinner and I saw Hart come out about 10 minutes later. Math walked out
behind him and then walked over to the diner also. He
noticed us and came over and sat down by us. He had a
funny look on his face.
"Hart seemed to spend a long time in the bathroom." I mentioned.
Math laughed. "No he spent all that time with his tongue up my ass, he wanted his weed back but was to
embarrassed to do it in front of everyone."

I laughed at that. The kid was a whore for cock up his ass but didn't want to be known as an ass licker?
People are funny that way. Math ate with us and we
talked in general terms. As we were almost done we
heard some car horns honking and a screech.

"Well the hell does that damn fool think he's doing." Math voiced.
A car had stopped dead in the middle of the street and then was trying to make a U turn but was really
messing it up and causing traffic to back up in both
directions. I squinted and realized who the occupants
of the car were letting out a laugh.

"What's so funny?" Math asked standing up and putting on his cop cap.
"I think the driver is trying to get your attention. His name is Stan and he has his 6 year old son with
him. We meet them at camp and he knows what your game
is. I think he wants to play." I offered.
"6 huh." Math mused. "Well then I think he should be our next cell guest. You wanna join in?"
"Naw I think we have had enough and need to get home but you have fun." I laughed as I threw money on the
table and watched Math exit the diner headed straight
for the commotion.