Date: Sun, 29 May 2022 16:41:47 -0400 From: j author Subject: sheriff brown stories 2 This story is 100% fictional. Any similarities to people dead or alive is an accident. If you like Nifty, donate to them! They need your money to run. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ---- Author's Note: This story is based on characters from my story "Dad And His Construction Crew". I recommend reading at least part 2 of that before this one, but it should be understandable without. This one has lots of raunch and incest throughout! Enjoy! ---- As much of Sheriff Brown's huge bodybuilder physique and attitude was gained from a life lived, an equal amount was genetic. His whole family had always been built to pack on muscle and, frankly, to dominate. They were all big and broad strong-willed men and always had been--the Brown name sure was known in town. They were all studly and confident--even cocky--men. Sheriff Brown himself had bulging biceps, pecs, and thighs that looked ready to break out of his size-too-small brown sheriff's uniform. An intimidating snake of a cock and full round bulge of balls filled out his waistline. There possibly wasn't another family member who showed this predisposition more than the sheriff's brother, James. Sheriff Brown was the oldest of his brothers, and James was the youngest. Traditionally in the Brown family, the youngest and oldest two sons were always the most naturally inclined to maximize their physical potential, and one was always guaranteed to be the least inclined to maximize their life potential. For this batch of Browns, James was that one. He wasn't lazy per se, but he definitely didn't aspire to much outside of what he had once he got out in the world. He lived in a trailer park down the road from his and the sheriff's childhood home, and he seemed content with the odds and ends jobs he picked up when he got fired from the last one. He had a boy, Jackson, who was just now graduating high school. James had raised his son mostly on his own, the mother having skipped town a few years after Jackson was born. Since then, it had been mostly those two "against the world", as James always said. Jackson had always been a rambunctious boy growing up and was now a rambunctious man. Like his dad, he was more inclined to find a good time than to worry about his grades when he was going through school, finding more purpose at the bottom of a beer can than in a trigonometry class. The sheriff had always been pretty close to his nephew, but once he got to high school, Jackson seemed to find it much less fun or cool to ride around in the cruiser with his uncle. James and Sheriff Brown remained close as they always had, but the sheriff spent less and less time with his nephew by the year. One day, James approached Sheriff Brown with a situation, simply calling up his brother and asking if he could meet him for lunch at the corner store. The sheriff agreed, snubbing out his cigar, stuffing his lubed up cock back in his pants, and closing his police station laptop filled with porn before heading down the road. When he got there, the two brothers grabbed sandwiches. Sheriff Brown couldn't help but to flirt with the cashier on duty, but he flirted with about everyone. They ate in James's car in the parking lot, a beat-to-shit red junker car older than his son. It reeked of cigarette smoke and the stale scent of a long passed wicked hotbox; beer bottles lined the floor of the passenger seat. "Listen, man, I don't know exactly how `yer gonna react to this, but just hear me out," James said, still chewing down a chunk of his sandwich. The sheriff just nodded, taking a sip of his drink. James sat back on the raggedy seat. "Well, I know `fer a fact that you've fooled around with the Nalleys before, and I've found myself in a similar situation." Sheriff Brown just nodded bigger, grinning. The Nalleys were the ginger dad and boy, the ones from the orgy, who lived in the same trailer park as the sheriff's brother. "Fuck yeah, I have! Those sons of bitches tell you that?!" he said with jest, laughing after. James nodded up and down, swallowing the last of his food. "Yeah, they said you've been goin' for a good few months now. I heard everything." He lifted his brows at the end. Sheriff Brown's laugh turned into a coy grin. "Nothing you probably ain't already done or knew I do," Sheriff Brown said, laughing again. "Well why'dya need from me about it? Your son's a fine ass boy, I can't blame ya'." James grinned then too. "Oh ya' think so?" Sheriff Brown just nodded. James licked his lips. "I got somethin' to show ya', then." James pulled out his phone, scrolling back into his photos and clicking on a photo of a laptop screen. "Here, look at this," he said, handing the cracked smartphone to his brother. It was a photo of one of those school laptops they had started giving to the high schoolers, and the laptop's internet history was pulled up. "Hard police fucking. Sheriff and punk flip fuck. Teen throatraped by cop!" Sheriff Brown grinned even wider. Looked about like his police laptop! Only difference was, Sheriff Brown made videos like that. He was active in camming and recording and posting videos of his sexual escapades, often while on duty. His thick bull cock stirred in his pants as he thought about what he was seeing. If his nephew was into that, then the sheriff wondered if he had watched one of his videos. Or even one of his cams, which were often when he was at school. What if his nephew was sneaking out of class to bust a nut to his sheriff uncle pounding a chick in his cruiser, live for all to see? "I knew you'd be interested, you fuckin' horndog," James said, reaching over and stroking the straining fabric of his brother's pants. Sheriff Brown turned to James and grinned. He couldn't be more excited. They talked and decided to arrange something straight from one of the videos he had frequented on his school provided computer, but not before fucking loads into each other's butts. James was going to call his son home when he knew he was out drinking with buddies, and Sheriff Brown would be there to "arrest him" for underage drinking. As it turns out, James knew he was bi and been fucking with men since he was sexually active, much earlier than his older brother. He was a bonafide true switch and especially loved gaping and having his ass gaped. And it made sense, given his package. James's cock was monstrously thick, obscenely so. While he didn't have the foot of beer can meat his brother had that already wrecked enough, he had 7 good inches of thicker than beer can cock, his cock easily dwarfing even the sheriff in width. He had found out about Jackson's preferences all the way back in his freshman year when he was 15. On his 16th birthday, his dad celebrated him hitting the age of consent by sitting in the living room butt fucking naked with a tight cockring on when his son came home from school. He didn't need any more invitation than that. Since then, they had been fuckbuddies as regular as the Nalleys. It was only when James found out his brother had fucked the other father-son duo in the trailer park that he decided to act on some old desires. The night of the plan, the two men shared a cigar in the main room, waiting for Jackson to arrive. Sheriff Brown looked out the window and snubbed his cigar in the ashtray on the table as Jackson pulled in his silver pick up truck. The two men stepped outside to him. As he jumped out of his truck, he looked visibly confused at the sight of not only his dad, but his on duty uncle. "Hey, ya' called me?" he said in a low pitched southern drawl. He was a beefy boy. He'd definitely put on some weight in the muscle and the gut since Sheriff Brown had last seen his nephew. Shaggy brown hair covered his head, and he had the beginnings of a beard growing in on his padded square face. "Jackson, boy, I'm sorry, but the law's the law," James said as he held back a grin and a stiffie. "Huh?" he said as Sheriff Brown walked him to, faking stoicness and pulling out handcuffs. "Jackson Brown, you're under arrest for underage drinking." It wasn't anything he would or even could arrest someone over, but that wasn't important to what they were doing--Jackson probably wouldn't know anyways. Sheriff Brown was about as relaxed as you could be about enforcing undangerous crimes, anyhow. "Aw, fuck, unc! Come on!" Jackson whined as he realized what was happening. None the less, he ended up handcuffed and in the back of the cruiser. Sheriff Brown motioned for his brother to get in the backseat with his boy. Sheriff Brown started on the way to their destination, a local store that had been left abandoned for a while now. They were going to take him out back and have their fun there, just like in the video. "I'm not even that fuckin' drunk!" Jackson barked in the back, seeming more annoyed than anything. Sheriff Brown just grinned and looked back in the rearview to James, nodding as a cue. James grinned and nodded back. He leaned in, wrapping an arm around his handcuffed son, reaching down to the boy's thigh with the other hand. Jackson jumped in surprise. "Woah, dad!" He laughed, looking nervously up to the front at me. James just gripped his boy's thigh like he was kneading dough and leaned in even closer, completely dominating his personal space. "You're gonna have to be punished, Jackson," he cooed. "Been a really naughty little bitch!" Sheriff Brown saw the cogs turning in Jackson's mind as his pants instinctively tented at his dad's feeling up. It took all he had in him to keep an eye on the road. Then, realization went across Jackson's face before delight. He understood what the two men were getting at; what they were about to do. Sheriff Brown pulled his cruiser behind the town's old grocery store, the worn out pavement giving way to the dirt back lot. It was a personal favorite spot of his for when he needed to attend to some business out of sight. The store had been abandoned years ago, and no one really went around it except for teens looking for a place to smoke. The sheriff looked in his rear view, eyeing up his nephew. He had moppy brown hair and a thick body, lightly covered with hair. Right now he was in cut off jean shorts and a shirt with the sleeves cut off. Clearly liked to show off. Sheriff Brown grinned. It definitely ran in the family. "So, James, you about ready to punish this punk?" Jackson just grinned wide, his breathing heavy. This was right out of a fantasy for him. Literally! "Since you wanna go out and get drunk and shit, sit on back for me, kid," Sheriff Brown said as opened the door, pulling his nephew out by the collar. He pulled Jackson in close to him, half lifting the boy with his huge arms as he stared him down and smirked. The boy looked half doe eyed in joy. Then, he pushed him to the ground, leaning against the front of the car. James set a twelve pack on the hood, immediately pulling one out and tossing it to Sheriff Brown. Jackson was on his knees, still handcuffed, looking up at his uncle as the huge man dropped his pants and twisted the cap off. Sheriff Brown's veiny, monstrous cock popped loose from those super tight pants. "Which you want more, nephew?" The sheriff poured the beer down, forcing the handcuffed boy to gulp as he rubbed his giant fuckstick against his face, pre smearing on his cheek as his eyes watered. And when one was finished, Sheriff Brown moved onto the next, having him chug another. Then, without warning, James started pissing on his son from the side. His own grotesquely thick cock was out and proud, a boiling hot yellow stream of urine spraying all over Jackson's face and Sheriff Brown's fat pecker. "Yeah, soak that fuckin' bitch," Sheriff Brown growled as he slapped the boy in the face again with his baseball bat cock, it stiffening more. Jackson took the piss in stride, craning his head to catch some of the stream. The bulky sheriff licked his lips and rubbed the back of his nephew's head before guiding it to the top of his dick, smushing the huge tip against the younger man's lips. "Yer' gonna take it all, hear me, boy?" Sheriff Brown said as he went from teasing his nephew's asslips to his mouth's. Jackson nodded, still handcuffed and on the ground. That's when the sheriff started sliding in inches, and quick. Within seconds he was starting to slide down and back, Jackson clearly caught off guard and struggling to take it with ease. He tensed around the cock, obviously starting to gag as more went down. The sheriff slowed down his push, keeping the boy's nose from his crotch for now. He slowly worked up a pumping speed, using his nephew's mouth like a fleshlight. James had confided in him that he'd taken time to train his boy orally and anally to take whatever he needed him to. Sheriff Brown was eager to test his limits. He pushed the boy on what cock he had down his throat already, sliding in and out of his mouth and giving him small periods of rest just to play with his tip. After a few minutes, he pulled his cock out, leaving a strand of drool from his monster pecker to his nephew's fuck-blushed lips. "Taste like a man, unc!" Sheriff Brown grinned. He was sure he did. Then, he went back to work on the boy, feeding him inch of inch of pervert uncle sheriff meat down his hungry and willing throat. He built up a rhythm, eventually face fucking the huffing and splurting drunk boy as he pressed his nose into his sweaty crotch. Jackson gagged on cock, sputtering and spraying slobber as his uncle pulled his huge shlong out of his throat, Sheriff Brown's big hands still on the side of the boy's head. He burped, half from gagging and half from the beers. He wiped his mouth and eyes, grinning the whole time. "Well fuck, unc!" Jackson cried out in that half-dumb sounding southern drawl. His voice was bassy even for his age. Even though he was getting fucking ravaged, he was taking it like a champ. Not only that, but he was clearly loving it. "James I really can't tell you how good you've trained this boy up," Sheriff Brown said, grinning and ruffling his nephew's hair, who grinned back him with tears welled in his eyes. "He did most of it hisself, if I'm telling the truth," James said, grinning and clearly taking pride. The sight of his manslut boy was clearly getting him horned up and feeling his oats, so to say. "Come on boy, now that yer' uncle's got at ya' I wanna get in that puss." Jackson nodded quickly and got up, leaning back on the cruiser. Before he could sit or even really adjusted, Sheriff Brown grabbed him by the waist and yanked his cut-offs, pulling them down to his knees before dropping them. Jackson yelped in surprise and stumbled before pushing both his shoes off and then the shorts. He laid back on the car wearing nothing but his distressed cut-off shirt and handcuffs, his body glazed with sweat and knees red and distressed from the ground. Jackson's hole looked blown out and leathery, his ass lips raw and clearly well fucked. His daddy's regular breedings had clearly gotten him more used to cocks like his dad's and uncle's--or a fist--more than an average sized one. "Ya' like it, fuckers?" Jackson cooed out sounding especially drunk and dumb as he leaned back on the front of the cruiser. "Oh you fuckin' know it, bud," Sheriff Brown said, grinning and stroking his engorged tip. His foot of wrist thick meat was at full attention and slobbered up from his nephew's throat. Sheriff Brown kneeled down at his nephew's hole as his brother went to the side, swinging his jaw breaker into his son's slobbery lips and slapping it against his face as the sheriff began eating the boy out. Jackson moaned--until his mouth was jammed open with cock--as Sheriff Brown flicked his tongue against the gaping puffy lips of Jackson's ass. He sucked and slurped, urging his nephew's pussy into a blown out bloom that would be easy to rail. "God damn James, you have fuckin' wrecked this boy," Sheriff Brown said before grinning. "Good fuckin' job." "Like I said, man, it's his hunger!" James laughed in huffs as he gripped and face fucked his son's mouth, his jaw stretched seemingly as wide as it could go. The sheriff kept at his hole for a bit, just teasing it wide and relaxed with his tongue and then the tip of his bull cock. The sheriff rested his cock against his nephew's also huge junk, his heavy and massive balls hanging low against the boy's beefy mancunt. He humped at him as he got his throat fucked back open, this time by his father's wider cock. Sheriff Brown went back to his nephew's ass, pushing in the first few inches of his rock hard cunt splitter. "Oh fuck yeah, Jackson, take yer' Uncle's fuckin' pole," Sheriff Brown said, moaning as his's nephew's blown out hole swallowed him with wetness and warmth. It was like a tighter gripping pussy on his huge shaft. It wasn't long before he was balls deep in the boy, his trained ass taking cock even better than his throat. Sheriff Brown was in bliss--it wasn't often he found hole that could take him this easy this fast. Angus, Wayne's boy, was the last one he had had who had swallowed up his horse pecker like it was average sized. He had been a bit spoiled with that being his first real man fuck. The huge men fucked at the smaller but still bulky boy, tearing apart both ends of him as his own cock twitched and pre'd in intense pleasure. Sheriff Brown was panting now, really stroking in and out with intensity as his receiver's mouth was still plugged with dadcock. His puffed out asslips pushed out around his girthy meat. Then, with a sudden yank, Sheriff Brown pulled his cock out, the pole shaking and twitching as he did. He was panting hard and grinning, sweat pooled at his forehead and under his pits. He wiped his cock from base to tip, milking slobber, ass juice, and pre off his reddened pink cock. "I was gonna fuckin' cum!" he cried, huffing with his mouth open. James snaked his cock from his son's throat, who was left gasping and flopped back and breathing heavy in and out with a whine on the cruiser. His dad slapped his face with his cock and smeared the slimy stick all over his son's blushing and sweaty face. "Let me at him, man," James said, stepping to the back where his sheriff brother was. Sheriff Brown simply grinned wider and obliged, stepping back and to the side. It didn't take long for James to cram his overgrown wrecker into his son's gaping ass. Sheriff Brown stood back and watched as his brother jackhammered his nephew's hole, his obscenely thick cock tugging his son's asslips as he rammed him. "You like your uncle watching you get fucked out, huh, bitch?" "Y-yes!" Jackson whined, trying to grip onto nothing, handcuffs jangling, as his sweat, spit, piss, and beer slick body slid all on the cruiser as his dad pummeled his pussy out. That dense club of a cock smashed in out of his boy's gaping pussy, the loose lips smushing against it with familiar ease as James swiveled and pumped. He was a rough fucker, even more so than Sheriff Brown. James took time fucking his boy open, slamming in and out for what felt like forever for the horny sheriff. But it was only right that his brother got time with his own son. Eventually, he slowed down, pulling out and stepping back with heavy breath as Jackson huffed too. His hole breathed, gaping wide open before closing to a puffy slit, still adjusting to not being reamed wide. "Let's fuck him together, whad'ya say?" James whispered to Sheriff Brown, leaning in and grinning. Sheriff Brown nodded and pulled the handcuff key from his pocket before walking towards his fucked open nephew. Sheriff Brown uncuffed the boy, who immediately began rolling and stretching his hands, grinning as he examined the irritated skin from the metal rubbing his skin as he got brutalized. "That's fuckin' wicked!" he said, still half stumbling from a mix of getting fucked silly and getting drunk. Then, the two men positioned him. James sat back on the cruiser, his hefty rear end pressing down as he straddled the boy with the now fully naked sheriff in the front. The sheriff lifted him, letting him wrap around his bigger body as he lowered him and his hole into position. If just his dad was a tight fit, Jackson's hole was being stretched to its limits with both his dad and his uncle inside him now. The boy gripped his uncle's massive muscular body, squeezing hard on the sweat glazed man. The two men started humping him, with his Dad's fist-sized cock doing most of the humping in and out with the sheriff's still thick and ruler long cock hooking him open. His cunt lips felt thick and blubbery against their monster tools, and Sheriff Brown was loving it. He stroked and groped his beefy nephew's pecs and biceps as he hoisted him up. Jackson was loving the treatment. "Uhnnn, fuck, fuck!" he cried, tears welling in his eyes as he grinned like a dope, mouth open. His moppy hair was getting sweat coated and tossed as his hole was reamed wide open by his dad and uncle's meat. The two huge men pumped out of their younger buttslut relative, their cocks squeezed together even by his loose ass. Jackson grappled around his uncle as James slammed up and down, his own thick and heavy ass slamming against the hood of the sheriff's cruiser as he pumped in and out of his son's cum catcher. Jackson just whined and pressed his hole out to let the two studly older men fuck him apart. "You `bout to cum too?!" cried out Jackson to the sheriff as his fuckstick squelched against his son's well trained ass. "Fuck yeah!" roared Sheriff Brown, growling into his nephew's ear as he pumped a few inches of his hard fat cock in. "You ready for our nut, punk?" "Fuck yes!" replied Jackson, sounding half exasperated but in bliss. That was all it took for the two men to bury their meatsticks fully into the boy, panting and groaning as glob after glob of their thick, sticky cum shot into his guts. They both gripped Jackson harder, Sheriff Brown's sweaty front rubbing all over his nephew's. The rednecks' stink was all combined as they pressed in to bury their huge loads. Then, James pulled his huge cock out before the sheriff did the same. Sheriff Brown flopped the boy back down on the roof of the cruiser, pulling out as he did. Jackson's pussylips slurped around the tips of their cocks as they pulled out, leaving him gaped wide open. Then, Jackson whined and groaned before his ass flapped violently with air. Cum spurted out of his loosened and beefy hole as his dad and his uncle's mixed in an off white puddle that was much bigger than one would expect from two mens' spunk. He tried to push up off the roof of the cruiser, shaking as he did. His sweaty body gleamed in the sun as his well-used pussy spurted out cumfarts all over the hood of the car. Sheriff Brown reached over and slapped the busted open hole with a spank, making Jackson whimper and push back. "Boy's as cockhungry as you, huh, James!" "Prolly more!" James leaned down, slurping cum up from the puddle before gripping his son's head by the chin and spitting it in his open mouth. The sheriff grinned as his cock twitched in approval, a bead of cum dripping from his breeding-made tube of meat. Jackson swallowed down the cumspit with excitement, grinning with a shit-eating width as he did. The boy was a freak! The three men spent the rest of the night back at the trailer doing what you'd imagine three horny men would do, going until the sun rose again that next morning. It was far from the last time they fucked together again. ---- And that's part two of some continued stories about the always sleazy and horned up Sheriff Brown! It was a lot of fun for me to write and I hope it showed. Always appreciate emails giving comments, critiques, and proof of loads. Down to talk dirty with like-minded guys. You can find some hot pictures with accompanying blurbs and short stories from me over at Newtumblr. Username is jghast31.