Date: Thu, 16 Feb 2023 13:06:38 -0500 From: j author Subject: Two Straight Rednecks Chapter 3 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 ---- Raw, horny, perverted and raunchy material within. If you don't like that, don't read. Always appreciate feedback and more from readers. Feel free to shoot an email, or message me on Twitter. ---- One day, Harley and Wade got some terrible news. While they were at Kaylee's, screwing her brains out like usual, she dropped the news to them that she would be moving out soon. She'd long lived with her dad--a dominant police officer named Roscoe--but she was moving to live with a friend a few counties over. While she said she'd still be down to meet up and fuck when her roommate was out, like they waited for Roscoe to work a night patrol, the guys knew they probably wouldn't see her again. Pussy was abundant for two redneck studs like them, and it was much easier and a lot of the time more fun for them to fuck each other, Bruce, or even a thick dildo. They figured they'd never be over for sex at the officer's house again--something they always found funny and took a bit of pride in--but they were sorely, and luckily, mistaken. About two weeks after Kaylee moved out, Harley got a call from a familiar number--the home phone number of Officer Roscoe's house. Kaylee always called from there to let the guys know he was out and she was ready to get creamed. Harley and Wade were in Bruce's basement when he got the call, sitting on the couch passing a bong. They quickly shushed and listened when he answered, but Roscoe said little before he hung up. "You two be over at my house in fifteen. I've got something I want to talk about." He hadn't even waited for Harley to say anything before he spoke. The three men discussed what it could possibly be about, but Harley and Wade decided to go regardless. There was only one way to find out. So they redressed, throwing their wifebeaters, jeans, and boots on their bulking bodies and flying down in Harley's truck. It was a quick drive, but that didn't stop them from lighting up a quick joint and finishing it by the time they got to the door properly stoned. Before they could even knock, Roscoe was at the door, still in uniform. Similar to them, he was a tall, built, masculine guy. But he kept his head shaved and facial hair down to a bearded stubble that framed his sharp, rectangular jaw. He was the definition of daddy stud, which the guys appreciated much more since they had first started expanding their sexual horizons and asses. "You two reek of pot. Hurry up and get in here," he said dryly, stepping aside for them. Harley and Wade turned their heads and goofily grinned to each other, lids half sagged from their high as they stepped their booted feet inside. It was the same house they had always fucked Officer Roscoe's daughter in, but the atmosphere was completely different. Low, blue lights lit a somewhat smokey living room, and beer bottles littered the table and the floor, and a filled ashtray sat at the table. Seemed like he had made the house his own after Kaylee moved out. They sat down on the loveseat, legs spread wide and touching each other as they waited for Roscoe to close the door and sit down, grabbing a beer bottle and swigging it as he did. "What's up?" Harley said, reaching his arms behind his head and leaning back, kicking a foot up. He made himself at home wherever he was, and the combination of a regular fucking environment and the manlike conditions definitely made him feel at home. Roscoe chortled, folding his arms and turning his body to the guys. Wade and Harley were muscled, but he was muscled and thick as hell, with not much of it being fat. He wasn't lean, but Officer Roscoe didn't have a bit of chub on his huge frame. "So, I know you boys have been fuckin' with Kaylee for years now," he said, looking down to and lighting a cigar. Wade and Harley watched, noticing under the flame of the lighter that Roscoe also had plenty of weed, lube, porno DVDs, and even a small bottle Harley recognized as poppers on the table. The beefcake officer turned his eyes up to the guys. "Frankly, I don't really care. She takes after her momma, and me honestly." He grinned when he said that, making the guys do so as well. Roscoe lifted the cigar to his mouth, popping it and puffing a bit before taking it back out and continuing. "But when one door closes, another one opens up." Wade tilted his head a bit, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He did get stumped a bit easy, and his face always showed it. Harley just leaned a little bit less back, intrigued. "Yeah?" Harley said, his feet shifting. Officer Roscoe nodded. "I heard around town you two and Bruce get down dirty. Real dirty." He eyed the guys again. They both just grinned goofily, Wade chuckling a little. "Well, yeah, I s'pose," Wade said, rubbing the back of his head. Roscoe nodded again, bigger this time. "Mhmm," he hummed simply, puffing his thick cigar again before leaning into the couch and crossing his arms again. "You two know how to fuck like men, and I admire that. And it's better for y'all to be doing it with other men. Take it from someone who's daughter is on y'all's extensive fuck list." That made Wade and Harley laugh, turning their heads to each other with a sort of pride. It wasn't a lie that they had a notorious reputation as womanizers. They just never led on that they were looking for anything but a good time. Roscoe leaned forward again, putting his wrists on his knees, almost leaning towards the two men from the couch. "What I'm proposing is that I teach y'all how to really fuck," he said, leaning into the really. "Take some lessons from a certified horndog." Harley snickered. "To be honest, sir, I never took you as the type." Roscoe chuckled and leaned back out, spreading his body wider and shifting on the couch, cigar in hand. "Kid, you don't know how I was in my prime. You think I was any different than you two at your age?" Roscoe grinned. "Ask `yer daddy, Wade. We went to highschool together. He shared the same pussy I was tearing up." The two guys laughed again, feeling more relaxed around the stern and domineering man than they ever had when they were sneaking around him to fuck his daughter's brains out. This was an Officer Roscoe they could get down with. "Kaylee's not around anymore, so I figured I don't have any reason to hide my shit anymore. I'm done being uptight when I wanna get raw and nasty." He turned his head quickly to the boys. "And I've always found you two pretty damn attractive. He drew deep on his cigar, blowing out an opaque cloud into the room. "Wha'dya say, boys?" It didn't take any time for them to make their decision. "Fuck yeah!" Harley barked, grinning wide. Officer Roscoe smiled back before popping a toothy grin. "Now that's what I wanted to hear. Now let's get fuckin' naked." Once he had stripped down out of his form-fitting, bulge-hugging navy blue uniform, Roscoe boasted a muscular, smooth, tattoo-covered body and a massively bulged leather jockstrap. His pouch hung out from his front with weight and girth. He resumed huffing his cigar, sprawling out on the same couch his daughter had been fucked on so many times. Wade and Harley both quickly flopped back on the same loveseat they'd be on, their hulking frames covering it. They looked at each other with a stoned grin, hyped out of their minds at what was happening. "How often you boys use those holes?" Roscoe asked, flicking his cigar into an already stuffed ashtray. "Damn near every day," Wade said proudly. Harley chuckled. Roscoe grinned and nodded. "Alright, that's good. So you two prefer getting fucked over fucking, right?" Harley quickly shook his head. "Nah, not really. I like both but you still can't beat some good pussy or ass." "Mmmm," Roscoe hummed. He could change that. "Alright, well get over here and show me those asses." Harley and Wade quickly got in front of the blue-lit TV, giving the officer a real show. If those two got an opportunity to show off like sluts, they were gonna take it. Harley bent forward, using one hand to grip the big box TV and the other to grip and cheek to spread his ass. He rubbed his hole with a finger, already wet and ready from an earlier dildoing. "Fuck yeah, Harley," Roscoe said affirmatively, rubbing his pouch with one hand while holding his cigar back with the other, muscular arm raised. The two white trash hunks rubbed and stroked their bodies like strippers for the officer, Wade spreading and pushing out his puffy, round hole and Wade fingering his own beefy cunt. "Oh you boys have trained those pussies good," Roscoe cooed in a low growl. That jockstrap was starting to somehow fit even tighter. He reached up and tweaked a puffy nipple instead, groaning as he watched the guys violate themselves. "Thank ya', sir," Wade drawled, smacking his hole and jiggling his fat but defined ass. He knew those thick cheeks and asslips looked good. "C'mere, I got somethin' for ya' two," Roscoe said excitedly, pawing again at his crotch. Harley and Wade eagerly came over as Roscoe pointed down before taking the guys' shoulders and pulling them to their knees. He was going to teach them how to serve a man. Roscoe grabbed the waist of his leather jock and his cock, pulling the pouch down and his meat out for the two young hunks to admire. Officer Roscoe was a beast. A near foot of uncut, thick, pierced white cock dangled from his crotch--as did a pair of low, fat, dangling nuts that were fairly smooth in comparison to the completely bare crotch he kept above his fuckstick. Made him look even bigger and more imposing in a hole. What also made him look even bigger was the tight leather cockring around his cock and balls that made that oversized package jut out and swell. It practically sank with weight and throbbed as the guys licked their lips and both reached out to the officer's crotch, grabbing and fondling his prince albert pierced cock and bull nuts. Harley took the the wide tip of Roscoe's cock to his mouth, inching himself down on the monster. Wade took the balls, sucking and slurping all around the officer's dangling sack. He grunted as he eagerly suckled those fat orbs and licked them clear of sweat. It didn't take long for Roscoe to have Harley's head in his palm, guiding him roughly towards the base of his overgrown horse pecker, Harley doing his best to suppress his gags. Roscoe only moaned in approval and pushed him harder when he did inevitably gag on his meat. "First things first, you boys need to start training those throats with those dildos," he said, ashing his cigar. "Ass ain't the only thing good for getting a man off." Then he pushed Harley all the way down, the full length of his uncut and pierced cop schlong stuffed down the young redneck stud's throat. Then Harley did gag before being yanked off, coming to air with a wet mouth, nose, and eyes. But a wide grin was on his face, and he looked half doped out between the weed and the sexual bliss. Wade pulled off ball duty and got his mouth on Roscoe's cock, tracing under his meaty foreskin with his tongue and lapping at his cock with hunger. Roscoe moaned and let go of Harley, let him back away and watch, stroking his cock as Roscoe finished his cigar and snuffed it out. Then he could put both hands on Wade's head. Roscoe started skullfucking Wade from the couch, humping his beefy ass off the couch to pump his cock in Wade's throat. But Wade took it like a champ, hardly gagging a bit as Roscoe fucked his mouth like a pussy. He had gotten used to the same treatment from his nearly as hung dad. Wade planted his spread lips and jaw against the officer's base as he groaned, trying to bear down until Roscoe pulled him off before looking him in his watery eyes. "I'm not cummin' yet, boy," Roscoe said sternly. "Far from it." Then he shifted, lifting a leg from besides Wade and turning to get up off the couch, walking back into his room. Wade and Harley sat on the floor, both rock hard and grinning to each other in excitement, drool all over their lips from servicing Roscoe's huge cock. A few minutes later, and he was back. But now, Roscoe had on a leather harness to match the cockring, a few dildos in arm, and a big tub of lube. He sat all the things down around the table and on the floor before reaching out a downturned clenched fist to the boys. "Here," he said as Harley reached out with an open hand. "Take these." Two blue tablets fell in Harley's hand, and two guys both grinned as they looked it over and realized what it was. Viagra. This wouldn't be their first rodeo, but never while getting their asses played with. "Bottom's up," Harley said still grinning before dry swallowing the pill. "Shit, I'd have gave you a drink if you wanted one," Roscoe said, swinging his rock hard cock into his palm and snarling with a grin. Then, he shot a stream of piss to the two guys still on the floor. Wade turned, having been sprayed in the shoulder. He turned, tucking his knees under him, putting his hands on his lap, and tilting his head back with mouth open. "I'll take a drink!" he drawled. His dad had gotten him hooked on piss fucking. Roscoe scuffed, then fully let his piss stream flow, spraying Wade's tongue, mouth, and face. Wade groaned but kept his mouth open, only closing it to swallow the Viagra down with a sip of cop urine. "Oh you're some fuckin' pigs alright!" Roscoe said enthusiastically, a wavering excitement in his voice. He had taken his little blue pill about 30 minutes before the guys arrived was and really feeling it now. Once his pierced cockhead was only dribbling piss through the foreskin, Roscoe stomped forward and grabbed Wade, gripping his moppy hair and shoving his thick meat in the white trash hunk's face. Wade took it into his mouth and sucked it clean, making sure to suck and lap at the foreskin. "Now both of you get laid out on that couch so I can try those pussies," he cooed in his deep southern accent, his voice practically barking by the end. Harley and Wade took no time to crawl up on the arms of the couch, pushing their asses out for Roscoe. He got between them on his knees, sucking his fingers wet with spit before pushing three fingers into both their holes. What followed was nearly 35 minutes of slow, deep fingerings from Roscoe. Every so often he would slide from their slicked up asses to their erect cocks, milking them with just as much slow, passionate, vigor. By the time he got his huge lubed up dong lined up with Harley's beefy manpussy, they were both adequately opened up and ready to be split by the fattest cock in town. "Push that pussy out, Harley," Roscoe said, wiggling his slick tip against the beefy asslips of the young redneck. Harley did, letting Roscoe's massive tool slip in with ease. Harley moaned as Roscoe crammed in quickly, and Wade watched from the other corner jerking his dick and fingering his ass. Roscoe got his full cock in quick and started fucking the young musclestud no holds barred even quicker. He had absolutely mangled some holes in his life, and he knew these boys could handle some extra rough treatment. And wanted to. Roscoe gripped Harley's shoulders and started swinging his hips, occasionally spitting large loogies down at his cuntsplitter. He looked Harley up and down, admiring how his own hands looked big even on Harley's toned, beefy, sweaty musclestud body. How much hairier and even beefier he was compared to the white trash stud in his prime. That's when he reached around and grabbed Harley's nipples, turning his pumps to closer thrusts as the young redneck moaned and pushed his ass back into him. "That's right, boy, feels good don't it?" Roscoe cooed in his ear. "You'd look real nice with some fat, puffy nipples on that chest." He pinched and squeezed Harley's nipples, occasionally stopping to squeeze and grope his pecs--all the while never stopping shoving a few inches of meat in and out of his ass. Harley moaned and wriggled, feeling sexually overwhelmed in a way he never had before. His ass spread and hugged around Roscoe's cock, milking that pierced uncut log of manmeat good. Roscoe shoved his hand in Harley's mouth, making the tough, randy young redneck suck his fingers while he got his asshole blown out by cop cock. He grinned excitedly as he realized how eagerly Harley took to nursing his fingers, sucking them like a cock as he fucked him. Roscoe fucked Harley for a good while, pummeling his hole and letting those heavy nuts swing as he pounded his ass. Harley had clearly built up some good dicktaking from riding his toys, and he was taking the challenge well. When Roscoe finally pulled out from his hole, it squealched then farted in relief, his beefy asslips flapping as he groaned. "Push that hole, make that pussy talk," Roscoe grunted, stroking his slicked up meat and watching Harley's ass sputter from it's rough fucking. Then he turned to Wade. "Don't think I forgot about you, boy," he said, grinning wide and walking over to the wide, beefy hunk and propping a foot up on the couch. He adjusted the cock that had just been in Wade's best buddy's ass against his, taking no time to start digging into Wade's puffy pussy. Wade groaned and pushed back on the cock, wiggling his hips as Roscoe slid in slowly, then started humping away at his second hole and pressing in deep. Wade moaned almost like a deep bay as Roscoe pushed in deep and immediately started fucking, grunting and grabbing Wade by his hair again to really get some leverage as he started pounding away at the stud's butt. "I'm not going easy on you two, y'all can take it," Roscoe growled, spitting down at his cock when he finished. "Y-yes sir!" Wade moaned in bliss as he pressed out his hole around the violating fat shaft of Roscoe's prick. Roscoe pounded Wade for a good while, really carving out his hole even harder than he had Harley. Loud wet slaps of skin filled the living room, but it wasn't from Kaylee getting fucked now. Roscoe's cock was rock hard and bloated from the Viagra and cockring, and he was letting Wade feel every inch of it in his guts as he pistonfucked his new beefy bottombitch. And right as the dick pills started hitting the two guys, Roscoe pulled out of Wade's gaped ass and slapped it against his open hole a few times, milking it from base to tip and groaning as Wade whined in a mix of relief and disappointment. "Harley, come suck this dick clean," Roscoe barked, turning and swinging his junk towards Harley, who was turned around and taking the reddened tip of his cockhead in his mouth instantly. Harley nursed that huge cock, slurping down its inches and licking all around to suck the lube and assjuice clean off the officer's package. He gagged a little as he pushed down, but never stopping sucking. Roscoe grinned in pleasure and rubbed his head, pleased at how eager the young redneck was to service a tool when it was done being used. That's when the officer felt a fat and wet tongue slap right against his asshole, and two large hands gripping and parting his beefy, hairy cheeks. "Aw shit!" Roscoe barked, pushing Harley further on his cock as Wade started ferociously eating his ass. "Fuck yeah, Wade, get in there deep!" Roscoe commanded, grabbing behind him to push Wade further into his daddy ass, one hand on both of the guys. He rocked his hips, fucking Harley's mouth and pressing Wade's tongue into his ass. Roscoe almost couldn't believe how generous of fuckers the boys were, although he was guessing they were getting as much or more satisfaction out of doing it as he was. As Wade really pushed into Roscoe's hole, sucking and jabbing inside his beefy ass, Roscoe moaned out in a yell. He pushed Harley's face against his crotch, blowing his spunk down his throat and giving him no option but to bear down and swallow. Harley gagged but never resisted against the push, greedily swallowing down spurt after spurt of thick, boiling hot jizz. Roscoe groaned and pulled Harley off, his thick cock practically popping out of the younger redneck's mouth and throat. Thick seed and throat slime connected his cock to Harley's mouth and his lips. Harley looked up to Roscoe, teary-eyed but with a devilish grin as Wade continued sucking on Roscoe's ass. The cop was lost in an orgasmic haze, lust and pleasure all across his face, sweat all across his muscles as he licked his lips and slapped Harley's mouth and cheek with his slimed up cock. "Now don't be greedy... go share with your buddy," Roscoe said between huffs and pants, grinning. Wade let go of Roscoe's ass, laying back as Harley climbed on top of his buddy and started violently frenching him. The two stoned, horned-up, Viagra filled studs moaned and groaned as they sucked each other's mouths and rubbed their sweaty bodies and cocks against the other. Harley pulled back and hocked a wad of spit and cum into Wade's mouth, who happily swirled it in his mouth before grabbing his friend and pulling him closer to kiss. Roscoe stroked the last bead of cum from his tip, sperm dribbling from his pierced and uncut cockhead to the floor. He sure had found him some prime meathead sluts. He let the two bros make out for a while, prepping what would get them to bust their loads as they sucked and slopped eachother's mouths. A thick and long double-ended dildo, a little over 14 inches. It was modeled with two fat cockheads and just enough length for both the boys to properly fuck themselves. He slicked it up, jerking off the monster toy with a palmful of wet lube and coyly grinning as he imagined getting both of them back up on the thing. "Hey boys, I got somethin' for ya," he said, smacking the rubber cock against his palm loudly. The two young studs broke their kiss, turning their heads to Roscoe. As realization hit, the boys grinned wide and positioned themselves on the couch ass to ass, Roscoe steadying the over a foot long toy between their opened up gashes. "You two are gonna ride this til' you cum, got it?" Roscoe said as the two guys quickly pushed back and began sliding the toy into their holes. At this point, they'd take anything to bust a nut. They were already naturally randy and overly horny, but the Viagra had the two white trash hunks half feral. They quickly pushed fully back on the toy, their rough opening up helping the girthy toy sink in as they smacked asses, rubbing their beefy cheeks together before clapping against each other. "Ohhhh fuck," Wade moaned, going to grab his thick cock and jerk it. Roscoe quickly reached down and yanked his hand off. "Aht, nope," he said grinning. "You're only using that ass to get you off tonight." Wade looked at Roscoe pleadingly, but quickly just increased his pace on the dildo, his heavy balls swinging against Harley's as the two fucked their asses against one another. Roscoe just stood over the guys, slowly jerking his cock and occasionally reaching over and squirting more lube over the toy as Harley and Wade roughly rode the rubber cock. The couch almost shifted with their weight as the humped against each other's toned and round asses. Roscoe licked his lips and rubbed their sweaty backs, gritting his jaw as he swatted their muscle asses. "That's good, pigs, that's good," Roscoe cooed. "Keep ridin' that dick." Harley moaned in intense pleasure, only that much more turned on as Roscoe slapped their fat cheeks. Their holes squelched wetly as they got stuffed, their cheeks glazed with sweat and lube and equally juicy as they bumped. Then, almost without warning, Harley froze on the dildo and moaned before pushing back, trying to hog as much of it up in him as he could as he started blowing his load all over the couch. His throbbing hard cock shot abnormally hard, his jizz practically launching out of his cock as he shot spurt after spurt. All the while never stopping shoving himself on the dildo. It didn't take long for Wade to cum next, his moan like a mix between a howling wolf and a cow, low and guttural. He shuddered as he came, his rock hard cock popping out cum and his hole almost shivering on the dildo as he continued to slam back on it. And to Roscoe's happy surprise, neither of them stopped. Harley and Wade both kept stuffing their asses through the orgasmic haze, hardly even slowing down their ride as they pumped and grinded their asses back into eachother. They were real hungry. Roscoe grinned, turning and grabbing an unlit blunt on the table he'd been saving. As he turned and lit it in his mouth, taking those first few draws backgrounded by the grunts and groans of two horny redneck musclestuds, he was feeling mighty fine. "We're gonna all sorts of fun, boys." ---- What a fun one to write! I have a lot of plans and ideas for this series, and I'm hoping everyone is enjoying and anticipating the further debaucherous development of these two formerly straight buddies. Bruce and Roscoe will both be prominently featured, so if you were hoping for more of the potbellied dad in this one, don't worry! I always appreciate any and all emails and you can find shortform stories/captions from me with photos on Twitter! Username is jghast31.