Date: Thu, 15 Aug 2019 19:48:58 +0000
From: whipped@protonmail.com
Subject: The Sheriff Started It All - part 2

Adult Youth/Authoritarian

This story is a complete work of fiction. It isn't based on real people or
real events. All characters portrayed are over eighteen and you must be
over eighteen to read it. It contains rough sex and the first gay time for
a younger and older guy. If you don't like that, stop now.

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The Sheriff Started It All

Part Two

Jeremy

I didn't see the Sheriff again for a few weeks. I mean, I saw him, but
never alone and we never talked. But my whole world sort of changed.

I tried forgetting about getting fucked, but every time I even thought
about it my dick twitched. I remembered him on top of me just using my hole
and the way his dick stroked my insides and I wanted to just nut
remembering it.

I started feeling like a fag.

A real one.

I even met with this emo queer after school and tried to hookup with
him. But he wanted to kiss and my dick wouldn't get hard enough to fuck
him. I finally let him swallow my nut and just got out of there.

It was messed up. I didn't want it bad enough to deal with the pain or beg
like a faggot for him to fuck me again, but I was jerking off remembering
what happened.

Taking showers at school even became a little fucked up because the locker
room smell sort of reminded me of the sheriff on top of me and I was
surrounded by dicks.

Then the barbecue happened.

Our town is notorious for huge ass events to bring everybody together. The
neighborhood barbecue is sort of one of those things. Basically, everybody
buys food and barbecues something. Then you leave your backyard fence door
open if people are welcome to come over and have a bite and try the food
and say hi and everything. The idea is you wind up going from house to
house just eating and meeting everybody. Some people cook in their
driveway, instead, but either way. The neighborhood HOA publishes a time
when each house is open to guests too and it is set up so everybody has at
least an hour or two break to visit and at least an hour or two to welcome
visitors.

I was helping my dad grill when I saw Sheriff Peel. He was sitting in one
of our outdoor chairs, smoking a cigar, and just staring at me.

I started to shake.

Then he spoke.

He looked at my dad, put out his cigar out on our table, and said:

I was hoping to borrow Jeremy. He said he was interested in learning more
about law enforcement. I could show him the boring part of the job today,
answer some questions, maybe arrange a ride-a-long another night. How you
feel about that? You mind loaning me your boy for the day?

My dad smiled.

Then they started talking and discussing details.

I sort of zoned out, frozen and scared and horny.

The next thing I knew I was back in the squad car, this time already
shirtless and in my swim trunks.



Edward



I drove Jeremy to the Winchester's house. They were out and I had a key to
Dan's workshop. The kid followed me willing and I couldn't help but
remember how he felt under me.

I had a slightly different plan in mind for today.

The kid would still wind up fucked though.

The first thing I did was tie Jeremy's hands behind his back. I thought
about using handcuffs, but I saw the rope and just liked the idea of that
better.

He didn't fight or anything either. He just let me take his hands and tie
them up.

Then I lifted him up in my arms and laid him on his back on the
workbench. It had one of those levers that raised it up and down and I set
it at crotch level pretty easily.

For good measure, I tied his legs together too.

Then I looked around on the shelves until I found the metal device and the
silicone attachment for it Dan had told me about.

Looked perfect.

I walked over to Jeremy and said, "Open wide."

He opened his mouth and I attached the metal bits inside so he wouldn't be
able to close them back. Then I placed the silicone inside. It made a
protective barrier around the metal and his teeth.

Then I explained what was going to happen.

I told him:

I respect what you said last time, son.  You can't willingly suck cock. You
would use your teeth or fight. This takes care of that. It turns your mouth
from a teenage boy's mouth and throat and tongue to throat pussy.  You can
struggle all you want, but you can't do anything to hurt my dick or stop my
balls from slapping your face.

I petted his mouth for a second. I loved the fact this kid didn't have so
much as peach fuzz.

Then I continued:

Don't worry if you gag or choke or throw up. But also don't expect me to
stop until you have my nut blasted down your throat. I'm going to be nice
and use the spreader this time, but next time I need a nut I'll expect you
to suck it on your own. I felt your cunt squeeze my dick last time so no
more pretending you ain't a faggot after today.

I had a busy day today, so figured I should get right on it. I tweaked the
kid's nipples and then undressed.



Jeremy



My head was racing. I watched as Sheriff Peel took off his hat and shirt
and holster. The curly hair on his chest was mostly gray, but it was his
dick that really freaked me out.

Hanging below his fat belly, it looked huge. He had all this extra skin
covering the head, but even soft he was bigger than me hard.

It was a man's dick.

And it was going to go in my mouth. Down my throat.

I tried to gulp, but I could hardly even do that with my mouth spread open
like this.

Then he pressed it against my tongue.

I felt it heavy on my tongue and then a sweet taste that had to be his
precum.

Fuck.



Edward



I pulled my foreskin back and slapped my dick on Jeremy's face and
tongue. It was bigger than his whole face hard.

I couldn't wait to feel it buried in his throat pussy.

So, I didn't.

I shoved every inch down his throat, to the balls.

He gagged instantly. His body actually tried to twist up and leap off the
bench, even with him tied up.

I used my hands to grip the back of his head and just soaked my dick in his
gagging throat.

It felt incredible, for me.

He looked like he was about to choke to death.

I pulled out and slammed it back in, balls deep.

This time, he did throw up. Or at least, something clear came out from his
retching.

I turned his head over enough for him to empty his stomach on Dan's
floor. His face was covered in fluid. Even his nose. It was sticky and wet.

I smeared it all over his face and rubbed it in his chest.

But I cleared his nostrils with a dirty rag on the shelf.

Then it was back to the fun of teaching this little jock what it meant to
be a full service dick ditch.



Jeremy



I thought I was going to die.

Sheriff Peel wasn't going easy or even pretending to be nice. He was using
my throat like it wasn't mine and belonged to him. He laughed everytime I
gagged and choked. Everytime.

I thought after he fucked my throat so hard I retched he would get nicer.

He didn't.

He just turned my face aside until it was out of my throat and then pounded
his dick back in.

I felt like I was gagging and choking to death every stroke. At one point,
I might have passed out. He was soaking his dick to the balls in my mouth
and I couldn't breathe at all.

My whole world, for at least twenty minutes, became my lips smashed over
and over against his balls as my throat was distended by his dick and I
tried not to suffocate.

All I wanted was to survive.

Then I felt my shorts come off. Then my legs lifted up.

Then pain.

Then pleasure.



Dan



Eddy wasn't lying and didn't waste any time. I walked in and the kid was on
his back with his head hanging off the workbench being brutally worked over
by Eddy.

Eddy clearly had more patience than I would have had with the little faggot
too. I could see where the boy must have thrown up and it was still wet. I
would have forced the little shit to clean up his mess or at least given
him a butt whooping or smacked him around for it if I was too horny to
wait.

I jerked the little queers swim shorts off and lifted his legs up.

His dick was totally soft and maybe three inches. Not that much worse than
a clit really.

I popped open the bottle of lube I kept in here for jerking off and made my
dick real slick.

Then I pushed my way into Jeremy's tight little asshole.

Eddy was right.

It felt good.

I didn't have a monster dick like Eddy and I was built normal. 6 foot, 50
years old, 195 pounds, thick brown hair and green eyes.

I was only around six inches hard.

Just a regular working class guy.

But the kid's pussy felt good.

I hadn't had any young cunt since I was a kid. My wife had nothing on this
shit.

His ass sucked my dick in and massaged it. The way he was choking on Eddy's
dick made the way he thrust back and wiggled random, but intense.

That velvet boy pussy was heaven.

I ain't embarrassed to say I nutted in less than five minutes.

And when I did, the little queer was hard as a rock.



Jeremy



I couldn't see who was inside me and he wasn't making any sounds except for
these weird almost moans.

But he was hard and hitting that spot the sheriff hit last time.

It hurt less too. I don't know if my ass was more used to it or he was just
smaller.

It made me rock hard though.

I didn't want to be. I didn't want to prove the sheriff right.

But my dick didn't care.

And who ever the man was, he fucked different too. He just rammed hard and
fast over and over until he came.



Edward



Watching Dan fuck the kid was next level. When I saw Dan creampied the
little shit, I decided to stop holding back.

I gripped Jeremy's head with both hands and just fast pounded to get my
nut.

I warned him, "Be respectful and swallow every fucking drop when I jizz,
kid."

My dick surged once and I could feel his throat squeeze it.

That first nut was big enough some of it came out his nose and mouth.

The second one he did better. He gulped and took most of it down, but still
a little leaked out.

By the last, he was either a pro or I had started shooting smaller loads. I
felt him swallow around my dick and didn't see a bit of it escape.

I used my hand to feed him most of the nut that escaped the first two
blasts.

Then I unlocked the spreader, set it aside, and had him suck off the globs
of cum stuck to my dick and under my foreskin.



Jeremy



I was on autopilot. I did stuff to his dick I swore I would never do. I
licked it. I sucked it clean. I swallowed his cum.

All while some guy who had just fucked me watched. I could feel that man's
cum leaking out my asshole and running down my thighs the whole time.

My face was wet with nut.

I asked the sherif, "Can I please go? Are we done?"

My throat hurt like it was bruised inside and my voice was hoarse.

But he shook his head no.

He lit a cigar and smiled.

Then someone knocked on the door to the shed.