Highway 38

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Highway 38

PJ Franklin

Highway 38 was the main two lane highway through Ashbury County. Ashbury County's roads and byways were ruled with an iron fist by Sheriff Frank Stone. Any miscreant driver or trespasser that transgressed in Ashbury County could look forward to an enormous loss of personal revenue, or if unable to pay the fine assigned, could plan on a nice little stay in the comforts of the Ashbury Country jail until such fines were somehow paid. Where was the jail? It was Stone's own office and dispatch center towards the west end of town where the speed limit said 25MPH. Not 30, not 26, 25!

The young deputy drove lazily towards the jail and office in his eight cylinder souped up black Ford sedan with the lights array on top and the Ashbury County seal on the doors. At 23, Josh Singer was every Ashbury County girl's potential bow. 6'2" 185 and strong as an ox, the blonde short haircut adonis looked mighty regal in his khaki colored full uniform. Black leather belt, Glock 45 caliber in its black holster and wide-rimmed hat and polished silver and brass badge. Suddenly over the car radio, Singer heard a mighty angry boss. Frank Stone yelled, "Singer!, where in HELLS BELLS is that report on that robbery perp from the other day. They HAVE to have it in ten minutes at the court house or he goes Free!!"

Singer started to shake, "Oh shit!" he hadn't done it! Stone would have his nuts for this if that creep went free and those reports took an hour worth of time! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! "UM sir … um … well … um" and Singer stepped on the gas and sped down the street and pulled into the jail in a cloud of dust. Singer rushed out the can and inside, Stone looking at the young deputy, "Well Singer?!!"

"It's well … um … I forgot … um … " Singer paled and stammered. Stone looked at him, "that's twice this month alone boy! … what the holy hell Josh!!" That creep is gonna go free!!" Josh furrowed his brow. Stone was not known for his mercy in such situations, he never had any! He had let Josh skate two weeks ago with a stern warning, but now it was going be just like when he and his best friend, Frank Stone's same aged son Matt, seven years ago were discovered drinking most of one of Frank's bottles of whiskey and got shit faced. Stone made them sober up then gave them both bare ass butt whippings with his black sheriff's uniform belt. Josh remembered clearly, the yelling, crying, pleading, snot and embarrassment as two handsome strapping teenage boys were made to feel like eight year olds!

Stone looked at his young deputy. Frank Singer loved the boy just as his own son Matt. who was the manager of a large Ashbury Country farm co-op and now Singer would pay just as his son would if he ever came under his father's wrath, " Josh! Get your ass back to the jail cells and strip! Now! I'm gonna tan your hide boy! Maybe that will get through to you to get your goddamnned reports done on time, boy!!" Josh's face and body slumped and he just stood there a moment, which did not please the sheriff at all! "NOW!!" Stone yelled and pointed.

Josh scattered to the back. very glad that he already knew that the jail cell area was empty for the moment, but Josh still started to panic some. As of late, there was nothing that didn't get his cock hard. His girlfriend Melissa had not put out for months. He had been reduced to jacking off day after day and unknown to anyone except his best friend Matt, a lot of his fantasies centered on some of the good times that he and Matt had had together secretly in back of his Dad's old barn. They had never been caught, but "getting caught" was quickly becoming relative. Josh peeled off his uniform to his birthday suit and moved inside of a jail cell. When Stone brought in teenage miscreants, usually boys 18 and under especially for a good dose of old fashioned Ashbury Country justice, Sheriff Stone style, this is how it was done. They were taken back, stripped in a cell, whipped across the bare ass with the strap till they were just wet piles of tears and snot and then sent out holding their flamed butts as if they would always be on fire! Josh knew what he had to do. He finally shed his boxers and grimaced as his seven inch cock stood out straight. He leaned up against and held the bars and just shook.

In walked Stone with "The Strap" , a scary fifteen inch by thee inch swath of hard, but mobile leather with a wooden handle. Stone saw the boy's erection and smiled. This was not unusual and it always added to the humiliation. Stone would pummel Josh till that organ deflated at any rate!

"Boy! There are days when I think you are still sixteen and not twenty-three!"

"YES SIR!" Josh said holding on tight as the Sheriff took position besides him and started to whoop away! … WHACK!!! WHACK!!! … WHACK!!! Oh boy did it already!

"I never want to have a criminal escape justice because of a lousy damn report again Josh!!"

"Yes Sir!" Josh earnestly replied and the whipping commenced in hard fashion, six more very hard cuts and that send Josh to pleading some already, "Ahhhhhhh! Sir!!" Josh's handsome body was now dancing up and down on his toes and his ass to and fro, but Stone hit his target again and again. Six more hard cuts followed those and poor Josh was not shy about begging for it to stop! "Ahh, please sirrr!!!" but the whipping continued for awhile longer until both man and boy were drenched in sweat, and then the whipping finally was finished.

Stone just icily walked out the door to the front office leaving Josh. "Oh god!" Josh felt his ass, his cock was limp, but it wouldn't be for long, in fact his throbbing sore butt reminded him of Matt; seeing in his mind his best friend's flamed ass and them together after their whippings. jacking each other off. Suddenly Josh's cock erupted in a hard long and satisfying orgasm, spraying the corner of the cell with his seed. Josh then quickly grabbed his handkerchief and wiped up the spent spunk, daring not for it to be found. Then Josh Singer dressed himself back up and walked out of the cell limping a little. and resumed his duties.

* * * *

Barely two weeks later would find Josh hauling in two boys of sixteen years each, Kyle Moses and his best friend Davey Timmons into the jail house office. "Please mister! Can't you let us go, we weren't gonna do any harm!" Kyle begged Deputy Singer as he hauled them one at a time out of his squad car, "Sorry boys, but you know you isn't supposed to be hangin' around the old Henshaw Chemical plant. There's still stuff in there that'll fry your balls right off your body and that's why there's a hundred signs that say "No Trespassing. Can't you boys read? Huh?!" Kyle and Davey's heads bent low. Their Dads would whip their butts to hell if they found out about this.

Singer hauled them inside in front of Stone. Singer knew what Stone would do to these boys and Josh would get to watch! His groin stirred inside of his uniform. "Well, well, well, what do we have here, Kyle and Davey, dumb and dumber! Don't you two have any smarts between ya??" The boys said nothing and looked down knowing they could only pray for a huge tornado in the middle of spring to interrupt the inevitable process and that wasn't gonna happen.

Stone then looked at Josh who stood one hand solidly on each boy's shoulder as he stood between and grinned, "Deputy Singer, I want you to take these pintsized juveniles to the back and show them what happens to bad little boys around here!" Singer froze and just looked at Stone. He couldn't mean it, Josh was going to be allowed to strap these kids! By himself? In the back ! "Me sir?" Singer asked. "You heard me, it's not like you don't know how to do it , is it!?" Stone said with a grin. "No it's not sir!" Singer gleamed unbelieving of his luck and fortune. Stone got up, "I got business with the Judge, take care of it deputy."

"Yes Sir!" Singer barked then looked at the boys as the sheriff passed out the front door, "Get through them doors and to the back you little pissants, it's time for some good old fashioned Ashbury Country jail justice!" The boys looked pretty frightened, "What're you gonna do to us sir!?" Davey said almost in tears. They had heard rumors of what happens to boys in the back cells and none of the rumors were pleasant. Oh boy was Singer flying high. He was the big boss now! He walked the trembling boys back to the jail cell used for this purpose and opened the door, "Strip naked the both of you, you are about to get your butts whipped to hell!" Singer announced with a large voice. The boys looked like deer caught in headlights, so Josh yelled, "NOW!"

Singer laughed to himself as he caught the glorious sight of the boys stripping down as fast as possible as he went back up front to obtain "The Strap" from the Sheriff's office. He walked back real slow, showing off all of his twenty-three year old swagger, full uniform except head cover and even slowly rolled up his long sleeve uniform shirt sleeves one by one in front of the boys as they shivered, eyes big, and dicks shriveled up. Josh's wasn't. It was growing, but the boys would never notice it in their fright.

"Now … " Josh said standing in the jail cell door with two trembling boys holding their hands in front of their shriveled privates, "Here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna lay leather on your bare fannies until you they are redder than your big brother's Ford Ranger, then I'm gonna call your Daddys so that when you get home, they can strap or spank or beat you all over again," then Josh paused. Davey caved first, "Oh God please Deputy Sir! Please don't call Pa! Then Kyle, "God no please sir! Please, anything but that! Please don't call my Dad!" Josh let them suffer and beg a few moments then held up his hand, "Tell ya what boys, I'll do ya a deal, but it's gonna cost ya." The boys did not hesitate, "We'll do it!! … We'll do it!" they almost yelled.

Josh smiled, his cock very hard now, his plan had worked, "Before your strappings then, you are both gonna get your bare hineys spanked over my knee like you're little boys!'" Both boys did not hesitate, "Yes sir, anything sir!" Josh nodded and walked in, closing the door and sat on the edge of the cell cot, "OK boys, one each over my knees," with the boys facing away from his groin, they would not be able to see his erection bulge in his uniform. But for the very first time in his young life, Deputy Josh Singer had two hot little bare white bottoms up and ready for spanking. "Matt would be proud," Josh said to himself and went to work spanking both boy bottoms one after the other.

The spanking slaps rang out loud and plentifully from Josh's strong arms and hands and soon both Kyle and Davey were wailing pretty loudly, kicking about and generally pretty much not enjoying their stinging backsides. Finally, Josh's hand got too sore to continue and wondered how Frank Stone and his own father had managed to spank for as long and hard as they had when he was growing up. Nonetheless, by then the boys were verging on tears, so he stopped. Josh paused, "Now what do you say boys?"

"Thank you sir!" came from both boys, loudly too, glad that their humiliating spankings were done. "You are both welcome!" Josh replied. He helped the boys up, their butts already both nice flaming red colors, "Are we still getting strappings?" Davey asked with a very pained look. "Yea, are we," Kyle added. Josh almost said no actually. He smiled, "Sorry boys, but you broke the law. The spankings were to stop me from telling your Pa's, the strappings are for breaking the law." The boys moaned, but what could they do but comply. "Up to the bars boys and hold on, stick those butts out real good now!"

The boys complied and Josh took up the strap and whipped both boys side by side with cut after painful cut with "The Strap" and the two boys were in instantly in pain and started to bawl, cry and carry-on, dancing in place, almost looking like puppets as the strap made them move up and down and side to side, writhing about until their backsides were both pretty much hamburger.

Josh let them up, "Get dressed and get the fuck out of my jail, now!!" and Josh almost howled seeing the two dress and get out as fast as they did. Then checking out to the front office that nobody except Janey was out there and that she was nailed to her chair in dispatch, Josh quickly went back to the back cell and dropped down his pants and underwear in the same cell he had just whopped two gorgeous young Ashbury Country boys' butts and jacked himself off not once, but twice! Then Josh, feeling mighty good, put himself back together and coolly walked out to the front and said to Janey, "Janey honey, would you get both those little pecker's fathers on the line? I need to tell them that their sweet little boys were in to visit the sheriff today."

"OK Josh" Janey drawled. Josh grinned to himself, "Stupid little farts, was I ever that dumb??" The funny part was that for as long as Kyle and Davey lived in the country seat from then on, when either of them would see Deputy Singer, they would smile knowingly and say cheerfully, "Mornin' Deputy sir!" or "Evenin' Deputy Sir", they were the best behaved boys in town.

* * * *

So that's the story of how Deputy Josh Singer came to know and do certain things that are important to the rest and real story of Highway 38 for it was now about six months later in the late spring that found Deputy Singer staked out in his cruiser along the west country line only about five miles from town. The speed limit was just at 35 mph and he would be damned to hell if any out-of-towners would come through his speed trap without getting a hell-of-a big ticket to pay at the courthouse before moving on! But sure as can be, there they came. Two young looking guys in a red late model souped up sedan going 55 mph.

"Slow down, dammit Tyler! You know there are hillbilly cops out here just waiting to drain our credit cards of cash!" Cody yelled at his impetuous best friend. The two nineteen year old classmates were hot and heavy of themselves and bound for the big city for a big weekend of chicks and booze. Traveling through Ashbury Country was a huge short cut for time. "You are such a pussy Tyler, shut the fuck up man, nuthin's gonna happen!"

They crossed the county line going 55 and soon Tyler groaned loudly seeing patrol car lights flashing that horrid red and blue in his rear view mirror. "Shit, shit, shit!! Tyler cursed as he pulled over. Cody groaned, "I told you Tyler!" Josh ran the car's license plates in his computer and nothing came up and he smiled, "Baby's gonna have shoes this month," and putting on his head cover, strutted out of his cruiser and walked slowly up to the window. He looked in at two gorgeous looking guys, nineteen year old versions of Kyle and Davey for sure.

"Please sir, may I see your registration and license?" Josh said professionally and was immediately aware that the passenger was eyeballing him. Now girls did this, but guys seldom did. Josh could not count the number of offers of blow jobs and outright sex from girls which he always rejected for "professional" and "ethical" reasons. He had yet to be propositioned by a guy, but this passenger dude was giving him "the eye" for sure.

Tyler rummaged around in the glove compartment after giving Singer his out-of-state driver's license, then started to curse. He looked at the car's expired registration, it was over two months old, and handed it to Singer, hoping he wouldn't notice. As if! "Sir, did you know your registration is expired for two months now? I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to step out of the car now"

"Ohhh god, hey man … um," Tyler said looking at the "J. Singer" on Josh's name plate on his chest, "Officer Singer, really do we have to do this, cant we just … you know!" Josh put his hand on his Glock side arm and stepped back a little, "Mr. Morgan please step out of the car, NOW! And don't make me have to turn this into resisting arrest!" Tyler looked stunned and blank, but did as he was told. Now technically, with two occupants, Josh was supposed to ask for backup. But the last two times he had, Stone had nearly cut his nuts off. So to hell with that.

"And what is your name sir?" Josh asked Cody. "Cody Marshall sir," Cody answered right away. "Do you have ID Mr. Marshall?" Cody nodded, "Yes sir," and Cody handed him his own out-of-state driver's license. Josh grinned a little, "Mr. Marshall, this license is expired and is no good in this county, do you have any other ID on you?" Cody looked a bit shocked, "Um, no sir!" Cody said weakly. Josh smiled thinly, "Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to step out of the car as well and come aside your friend here."

Cody felt a little weak. He had been looking at the Deputy's nice bulge and was a bit distracted, to say the least and now his own bulge was betraying his inner thoughts about the blonde and handsome young looking Deputy. Cody got out, his knees shaking a bit as he stood near the young strong looking man who was hardly older than himself, really. Tyler looked pissed off and that was not good. He was likely to say something to really get them both is serious hot water. "OK boys, hands up on your car, I'm gonna have to frisk you both. Do either of you have a weapon of any kind in the car?" "No sir, " both Tyler and Cody said together, but Cody sounded a pit pitiful and Tyler shot him a frustrated glance.

Josh then frisked Tyler Morgan and found nothing. Then he switched to Cody. Cody's pulse raced. He was wearing tight jeans that hid nothing. Josh slid his hands over the usual areas, but then his hand ran right over Cody's obvious erection. Josh paused just a nanosecond and slightly squeezed the package before moving on. Cody's eyes opened. Did he feel what he thought he just felt? Then Josh stepped back and followed procedure, "OK boys here's the thing, Mr. Morgan, you are driving an unregistered vehicle and have a passenger that has no ID, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to impound your vehicle and take you both in."

"Are you freaking arresting us!?" Tyler whined. Josh rolled his eyes, "Well not exactly sir, I'm just … " Josh tried to be calm professional and patient with Tyler, but Tyler put his foot in his mouth as he was want to do and cut the young law enforcement agent off. "Well just what the fuck are you doing then, asshole?!" Tyler Morgan was on his face in the dirt so fast, it was humorous, but not really. Josh had been well trained to take down assholes and cuffs were on Tyler a few seconds later, "Sir, you are under arrest for resisting a peace officer." Cody was trembling and shaking. Josh looked up at the cute boy who's package was no longer so big now and said calmly, "Son, you are not in trouble, but I'd appreciate it none the less if you would get on your knees and put your hands on your head." Cody dropped down like a rock and when Josh stood, Cody looked up at the studly young officer of the law and all he could think about was what it would be like to suck on Officer J. Singer's manly cock.

* * * *

Sheriff Stone took both boys' credit cards and found out that all they had for cash was fifty total dollars, which would never even scratch the surface of the fines involved in the various charges and levies that Tyler especially had run up. The two boys sat despondently on a bench and only Cody ventured to look up and only when Josh was in view. "So what's it look like sir?" Josh asked Stone. "Not much, maybe half of what it's gonna take," Stone said icily, then added, "So, what do you think Deputy?"

Josh looked over at the boys and pretended not to undress Cody with his eyes, the boy was gorgeous and it had been so long. "Well Sheriff, we take what we can in cash and the rest, well, maybe four or five days in the ol' cooler for these gents unless they have any alternate offers." Stone smiled, "Deputy Singer, you seem to have things well in hand, have Janey run these cards for the money and the rest is up to you. Just make sure these big city assholes understand that you don't fuck with Ashbury Country authorities." Then Stone stood up, "I'm goin' fishing, bye!"

"Yes sir," Josh said snappily and happily, the boys hearing the whole thing and were looking at each other very forlornly. After Stone left the building, Josh sauntered over to the two nineteen year olds. Cody, shaken and trembling still, nevertheless was having a hell of a time not staring at Singer. Tyler on the other hand was just dipped in heavy despair and looked at his feet. "Well boys, looks like you and me are gonna be real good friends here, see, we gotta us a problem. You boys are way short of your fines and levies and see, we already tapped your credit cards and all. And well, you're gonna be spending the better part of a week here in the Ashbury County Jail to make up the difference."

Tyler looked up at the blonde deputy and groaned audibly, "Ohhgod, please! We gotta be home by Monday!!" Cody said nothing at first and looked at Tyler then up at Singer, "Please sir, isn't there anything we can do to … you know … to make things even so we can be on our way?"

"Well now, Monday is an awful quick turn-around boy and that's just not servin' justice is it really now?" Josh said mostly to Tyler, then looked at the very cute boy, Cody, "And as for alternate justice … well …" Singer said thoughtfully rubbing his chin, " … you never know, but maybe, just maybe it's worth a little discussion. So I tell you guys what, let's have you come back with me to my office and make ourselves real comfy and all and discuss it, how would that be!?" Cody gave Tyler a little elbow in the ribs, "See, I knew he'd be reasonable," and then gave the deputy a grin. Tyler grunted, "Yea, yea ok."

Josh took them back to his "office" all right. The boys eyes lit up when all they saw was empty jail cells, well, empty except for two of the town's regular customers, Ernest and Rupert, the town drunks. They stank and looked worse, "H Deputy, whatcha got there!!? Them two lookin' mighty tasty!" Ernest drawled, then he and Rupert cackled. "Now you just go about your business Ernest and pay no attention." Josh said flatly but smiling, knowing that a whole lot of humiliation was at hand for his young prisoners. "And what business would that be Deputy?" Ernest cackled. "BIG business!!" Rupert cackled and grabbed his crotch in a gross manner. Tyler and Cody got the shivers real fast then and just looked down to the floor miserably.

Josh put them in the far cell and stood at the door, "Boys! This can be simple or it can be hard. The simple way is for you to do what you're told and we'll get this worked out. The hard way is for you to put up a fuss and I'll beat the living daylights outta the both of you and then let you rot here for a month, so how would that be!?" Rubert and Ernest laughed their asses off as the boys' faces turned bright red, "Don't worry sir, we'll do as we're told!" Cody said holding himself tightly and Tyler just barely nodded and shook like a leaf. "Good boys, now strip naked, the both of you!" Josh commanded.

"What??!" Tyler responded and Cody's eyes got big and Josh just stood and glared at Tyler. "Come on man, we can do it, it's no big deal," Cody said calmly on the outside, but shuddering big time on the inside. "That's right, and by the time I get back, you both better be in your birthday suits if you know what's good for you!" Josh said. "Yes sir we will!" Cody said quickly. "Um, sir, could we have some privacy please?" Tyler said nodding his head towards the drunks, locked up just two cell doors down and over. Josh looked at the drunks then back at Tyler, "No!" and then walked out.

"What-cha gonna do Deputy, give' em good old fashioned ass-whuppins?" Ernest then answered gleefully as Josh passed. Tyler and Cody's faces looked horrified as they waited for the answer. Josh stopped for effect and said plainly, "I reckon." and then left the cell area to fetch "The Strap."

"Ohhhhh-goodie, them thar pretty boys is gonna get their hides beat to beetpulp!" Ernest said grabbing his own crotch and rubbed it hard. "Oh God, he can't do that, can he?!" Tyler complained. Cody had bigger worries on his mind now. It was hard enough hanging around Tyler, keeping it hidden deep inside that he was in love with his best friend and sneaking about jacking off to what it would be like to be fucked up his ass by Tyler Morgan. But right at the moment, he was not thinking about Tyler. That Deputy had his mind by the short hairs and all this talk about whippings and all, this was headed to a disaster for sure!

The boys got naked. Josh returned brandishing "The Strap." Ernest and Rupert howled as Josh sauntered down the narrow corridor between the cells slapping it on his thigh. Cody and Tyler's eyes got real big and Tyler even started to whimper as Singer opened the door and looked at the two naked boys who covered their genitals with their hands like naked young boys always do. "Pleeease sir, can't we do something else?" Tyler moaned. Josh looked at Tyler really flatly and blinked, "um … no," then blinked and said pointing to Tyler, "You! Hands on the bars ahead of you … " then at Cody, "You! Have a seat and watch me tan your friend's ass!"

Cody nodded and hoped to god he could think of dead babies or bloodied up carcasses or something to prevent an unwanted reaction! Josh closed the cell door and Ernest and Rupert had their heads straining as far as they could from the fronts of their cells, both of them rubbing their crotches right in front where Tyler could see them. Trembling and feeling sick to his stomach, Tyler closed his eyes to not have to look at the miserable drunks and their rude awful gestures! Josh started in and gave Tyler cut after cut of the very painful strap. Tyler did not take to it at all, "No, no! Nooooooo! Pleaseeeee! It hurrrtsssss!" his lily white and very tender butt already feeling more pain than he ever had his whole spoiled life! His legs shook as well. Cody had his hands full, literally. He bent forward whimpering, and not because he was next, but what Tyler's whipping was already doing to him! His 8" erection was at full alert now, he just wanted to die!

"Eeeeeeeeeeeehawwwwwwwwww!" Ernest chortled looking at the pathetic boys expression. Josh had his own erection encased in a nice bulgy package and as Josh continued his chastisement of Tyler, Cody did a double take to the Deputy's groin. "Shit!" was all Cody's mind could cogitate and Tyler's whipping continued until he was in tears, snot and blubberings, his knees getting very wobbly as well. So Josh stopped. Ernest and Rupert were both cat-calling and yelling by now and Josh was tired of their incredibly ugly asses and yelled, "Shut the fuck you two idiots!"

"Yes Deputy Sir!" Ernest yelled back and they did quiet down and confined themselves to grinning and muttering among themselves. Cody was rocking himself, glancing at Tyler's two incredibly hot red orbs in front of himself and at Deputy Singer's incredibly built body and strong shoulders and arms and that bulge and oh God help me Jesus! And it was then after stopping and enjoying the sight of the once haughty and disrespectful young man blubbering before him with no dignity whatsoever, that Josh glanced and saw the huge boner that the Cody had sprung. His mind quickly traced to the scene back at the highway where he stopped the red car and how Cody had acted compared to Tyler. Josh was no dummy and then it struck him what he wanted to do to the boy. He had wanted to do it for some time.

"Get your pants on NOW, You!" Josh said angrily to Cody. Tyler thought it meant him, "No you IDIOT, I'm not done with you!!" Josh yelled at Tyler. Cody stood nervously up and turned his ass to the Deputy so that he might not see his big boner and gratefully slipped on his trousers, ignoring his underwear and zipped up and turned around looking ridiculous! There was no way for those skimpy and tight jeans not to show off 8" of hard boymeat!

Josh ignored the obvious lust in Cody's pants for the moment and grabbed him roughly by the arm and literally dragged him out of the cell locking it behind him. Ernest and Rupert, eyes big, kept their big mouths shut. Cody felt that strong manly grip on his much thinner arm as the young Deputy hustled him out to the front and then once out there, slammed his body up against the wall roughly and got in the boy's face and in fact and on purpose, let his bulgy package bump up against Cody's,

"I don't know what you're playin' at you little pervert, but I'm gonna find out after I'm done making your little friend in there nice and comfy!" Then Josh turned the boy around face to the wall and hissed, "Don't move!" Then Josh abruptly left and went back to Tyler in the cell. Cody stood there shaking and confused and despite his fear, he had never been so goddamned turned on in his life! What was gonna happen? Why did that Deputy act so mean and why this and why that? This was outside of Cody's lexicon of anything he really understood!

Josh stormed back to Tyler's cell and opened it. Tyler was sitting naked on the bed huddling himself. Josh saw the strap where it lay on the edge of the cot and left it untouched. Then, hands on hips Josh lit into Tyler, "You Goddamned city boys!! Come marchin' into Ashbury County thinkin' you own us, that you're better 'en us!! You act like spoiled little brats! Well sonny boy! You're little ass is still gonna pay more!" Josh strode over and just like that, Tyler, the proud nineteen year old with the already sore hiney was over Singer's knee! "Oh God, please no sir!" Tyler tried in desperation. "We don't take to city trash like YOU!" and then Josh started a really hard hand spanking on Tyler's sore behind. Josh just lite up Tyler's already beaten butt with a barrage of spanks so hard that it turned his own strong hand numb!

Cody's mouth flew open, he knew what was happening to Tyler now. He had heard some of the loud lecture too! But worse than all that? Cody looked down and saw a big wet spot on his jeans at his cockhead. It was not piss either. "Oh nooooo!" Cody moaned.

"Ahhh! Ohhh! Stop! Pleasse! Noo! No! Nooo! Oh please siirrrrr! It Hurrrts!!! Oh god oh please, oh fuck, oh fuck please!" Tyler sobbed, begged and bawled the whole while, too tired to struggle against the Deputy's strong hold. Tyler Morgan was put well in his place! Josh paused, his chest heaving for the effort. He had never put so much of his own emotion and strength into a butt spanking and just shook his right hand and wrist. The boy was broken, and it hadn't taken much. Josh then just pushed the boy off of himself and onto the cold cell floor, "You make me sick!" and stood and loomed over Tyler who just bawled like a baby at his feet, "Goddamned pathetic little turd!" and Josh slammed the cell door shut and stomped down the pathway ignoring Ernest and Rupert who backed away from the cell door and said nothing!

Cody stood nose to the wall where he had been left and shook like a leaf, the wet spot had grown. Josh burst out of the cell room area and back and panting with anger furiously, just waited and paused. Just the sight of Cody actually calmed him down a bit. Josh just stared a hole through the boy. Cody obviously knew the Deputy was standing there, but didn't move an inch and just was besides himself. Josh crossed his arms and looked at the boy feeling a mixture of disdain, lust and a deeper self-recognition as well or at least an empathy that he was not at all comfortable with. He knew what he really wanted to do with this boy, the question was, was Josh willing to take the risk?

"Shit," was all Josh said in his mind as he strode forward and grabbed the boy by his arm very firmly, "You're comin' with me boy!" and twirled Cody around. The boy looked at the Deputy with this "please don't kill me sir," look. Josh saw the four inch diameter wet spot on Cody's jeans and then looked into Cody's eyes and growled and said nothing, but shook his head slowly as if to say "god dammed cocksucker!"

"Hands behind your back boy!" and Cody complied and his chest and breathing jumped as a set of strong chrome handcuffs got locked onto his crossed wrists. Cody was now alive with fear and apprehension, but somehow or other, just being that close to Singer, Cody felt a certain odd safeness, but no less "gonna shit my pants at any moment" feeling as well. Wordlessly, Singer took the boy out to his cruiser and put him into the back seat and closed the door. Then Josh fired the engine up, gunned it and sped away in a cloud of dust. Cody's mind raced. He wanted to cry, to beg to do something, but he couldn't. He just sat and looked down and was glad to see his cock was somewhat deflated though the spot was just as plain.

Josh drove back towards the Ashbury County line near to where he had picked up the two boys earlier in the day then turned off onto a dirt road. The cruiser jumped and popped and shimmied its way down the road, dust flying away in back for seemingly three long miles, then turned right again and went another two miles. Then there it was, his granddaddy's and father's small farm. Grandad and Dad were both gone. Grandpa of natural causes, and dad had fallen into a swift current river upstate and drown while fishing. The place was Josh's all to himself, but he kept it in as pristine condition as it had been even fifty years ago. The animal pens were all empty, but the barn and the old woodshed were as Grandpa and Pa had left them, Josh saw to that.

Josh pulled up in front of the old two story farm house, some chickens scattering hither and yon and just sat a moment, a grin crossed his face as he saw the old woodshed. He popped out of the cruiser and opened the back door, "Get out boy." Cody got out of the car and the deputy uncuffed him. "See that little building over there?" Cody nodded, "Yes sir," Cody said rubbing his wrists. "You get in there and strip naked, I'll be in a short while, you hear??" Cody nodded again, "Yes sir, Deputy" Cody replied.

Cody watched the studly deputy walk into the big house and Cody slowly walked through the yard. He saw the big barn and it was even a rusty red like in pictures. He saw no big animals, just a bunch of cats and the various colored chickens. He had no immediate idea what the "little building" was, but as he approached it, something clicked in his mind. He walked slower approaching it. He hoped it wasn't full of god awful dust and dirt and cob webs. Cody hated that sort of thing. So he opened the door and stepped in. The door was hinged on a spring and it closed behind him. At first he could see little, the back lighting from the door prevented it, but as the door closed, his eyes grew big. The wooden room was spotless, not a speck of dust, not one web.

There were places were new wood had replaced old. There was a wooden chair, in good shape, a waist high narrow bench and on the walls, five various lengths of leather straps of various widths and Cody thought, "what the hell," then he saw the paddle and a smaller, but still large brush looking thing and then it hit him, this was a old fashioned woodshed, the kind for punishing kids in. Cody chilled and shuddered. He now knew what the trip was all about. Cody swallowed. His dick had gone down before, but now responded. He walked up to the straps. They each had a fresh oily like surface. Somebody had carefully taken care of this little space with its contents. Cody suddenly heard sounds. He whipped off his clothes as fast as he could, but didn't know whether to stand or sit, deciding it was better to do the former.

Josh had changed his clothes. He wanted to wear something more appropriate for this occasion, so he put on a clear pair of cowboy wranglers and pulled on his cowboy boots and a leather belt with a large silver buckle and then, just bare chested, he walked out of his house towards the woodshed. Finally, the old things in it would get some use, at least once. Josh entered the shed and Cody jumped back, his erection wagging free. Josh then pulled out a pack of Camel cigarettes, took one and lit it in front of Cody and even blew the smoke right at Cody. The room filled with the acrid aroma. Cody shuddered and so did his cock. Josh stood there and posed a moment. Cody took it all in. "I suppose you've figured out what's gonna happen," Josh said.

Cody stood naked and self-conscious but oddly, the Deputy now looked like the studliest half naked cowboy he had ever seen in a picture, much less live. "Umm, yessir," Cody replied quietly. Josh grinned within himself. The boy had manners at least and knew his place and didn't seem the wimpy snot faced idiot that was back at the jail. And that erection of his. Josh just looked at it. It didn't bother him and it didn't impress him either. He was feeling randy all right, but he had no other feelings for this boy, other than the kid just seemed just right for the occasion. Josh put the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, then pulled forward the chair and sat, blew out a long drag and tapped his knee, "Over ya go boy."

He had never done anything like this before, but Cody just knew what to do. He put his naked body over the Deputy's knee, ass over teakettle as it were. He was gonna get a good old fashioned country butt whipping and Cody knew it. Josh put the cigarette into the corner of his mouth again and made a few fine adjustments to Cody's ass and looked at it a moment, then let fly. He would spank the boy as long has his hand and arm would let him and did, nailing Cody's tender bare bottom over and over and over again.

Cody grimaced and winced as hard as he could and still got tears, but he didn't say a thing other than some grunts and his ass was completely on fire in short order. It just plain hurt like hell. Josh finally stopped and grinned. This kid was tough, a whole lot different than that loser he was traveling with. "What's your problem boy!? You city boys all think you are God's gift!" Josh said just to probe a little, pausing his spanking. "Yes sir, some of us get pretty stuck up about it," Cody responded. Josh answered that with more spanking, hard ones too until his hand started to really numb-up and sting as well, but Cody did not think the Deputy's hand very soft or unable, that was for sure and started to vocalize, "Ahhhhhh! Please sir!!" including hard facial wincing, but Josh was at least respecting Cody's effort. Josh finally stopped, "Get up boy!" Josh said and didn't throw the boy to the floor this time, "and don't touch it! Get your hands on your head!" Cody obeyed even though he desperately wanted to rub out the stinging.

Josh got up and threw the cigarette butt on the floor and hit it with the heel of his boot and went to look at the straps. He considered what to do next. The boy had taken the little boy spanking pretty well. Cody picked out a medium sized strap. It seemed the boy deserved more of an older boy's punishment now. Cody's eyes got big and he gulped but said nothing. Josh kicked out the sawhorse and put it lengthwise. He looked at it and then at the trembling red assed boy, "Straddle that thing and bend forward and hold on tight and don't let go!"

"Yessssir," Cody said shaking. This was gonna be awful. The sawhorse separated Cody's thighs. Josh could whip anything he wanted too, but first things first, Cody's well spanked ass. The strap flew hard and hit its target very solidly an even dozen. Somehow, Cody didn't whine or complain, but just outright bawled his eyes out. He didn't move, tears just dropped everywhere in front of him. The strap was the most painful thing he had ever experienced. His dick was totally limp now. "Why are you traveling around with that loser dickhead kid? Huh?" Cody appreciated the pause from the terrible pain and sniffed back some snot and said haltingly, "I … I don't know now … we've been best friends … but … I don't know sir!"

"That car is in your name!" Josh challenged Cody. "Yesssirrr …<sniff>… he drives it when we're together," Cody sniffed. "Pathetic!" Josh replied and added more painful cuts of the strap. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Cody groaned loudly, but did not swear or beg, he just took it, his legs getting wobbly. Josh stopped. The boy's ass and thighs were a mass of red welts and even small bruising was starting. He hung up the strap."Get dressed, get your ass out by the cruiser and wait for me." Josh commanded. "Yesssir!" Cody said, sniffing back snot. Josh went inside the house and changed back into his uniform, his dick limp and his mind swirling, not focusing. He was not now certain why he had done what he did.

When Deputy Singer got out to his car, Cody was standing there kinda crooked. Singer opened the back and pointed and said flatly, "get in!" Cody got in. No handcuffs. Josh drove back to the station and took Cody inside, "Wait here." Josh then went back to the cell where Tyler was lying down naked on the cot, "Well at least the asshole had the sense not to get dressed," Josh mumbled to himself. "Hey asshole! Get dressed and get out of my cell!" Josh yelled at Tyler. Tyler popped up and was dressed in an instant and Josh watched him walk out. Cody saw Tyler and blinked and nodded and Tyler did the same back. "Your car is down three blocks and right two. You get there, you both get the hell outta my county and never return, do you fuck-ups UNDERSTAND!?" Josh yelled. "Yesssssir!" they both answered.

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2 months later

Josh Singer was glad he was off. Frank Stone had hired one of Josh's good friends, Ian Matthews and there were now two deputies to spell each other. Now maybe Josh could have time for Melissa and to get the farm whipped back into shape. It was a mess and needed hours of backbreaking work, but Josh swore to get it done in honor of his Pa and Grandpa. Ian had the cruiser, so Josh hopped into his old pickup and zoomed down the road to his turnoff and with a cloud of dust, sped down the lonely dirt road. He was about to make the right turn to his spread when he saw a vehicle parked about fifty yards further down. It was red.

Josh drove up to it slowly and then said, "Holy Jezuz Krisst!" Josh got out of his truck, his uniform shirt unbuttoned. He lit up a cigarette and approached it. It was who he thought, "What the holy hell?" The driver's window rolled down and Josh bent over after a long drag on his cigarette and looked at the person, it was Cody Marshall. Josh stood and pondered and looked at the sky and the brush and trees surrounding them. He took another long drag on the cigarette and dropped it on the ground and stomped on the glowing parts remaining. "Follow me boy," Josh said plainly and calmly. "Yes sir," Cody said.

The red sedan followed the off duty Deputy's truck into the yard. Cody got out and stood by the car and waited. Josh took his time and lit up another cigarette and got out of his truck, "Go ahead!" and nodded to the shed. This time Cody said nothing and walked to it and disappeared inside. Josh walked into his house and changed. This time he changed into blue jeans and a white T-shirt and some old boots, but not the same fancy cowboys boots as before. Josh strode out to the woodshed and walked in. Cody was naked and standing in a corner nose to the wall. Cody heard the older boy come in. It was so quiet you could hear dogs barking from the farm next door way in the distance and some flies buzzing. Josh went up to the straps and picked out a nice big one. Larger than the one last time, "You got a lotta nerve," Josh said flatly. "Yesssir" Cody replied respectfully.

This time Josh put the sawhorse crossways, "Bend over it, hands to the floor ass up high." Cody just did it. His cock was erected very hard. Then without words or pause, the whipping started hard and fast from the get-go, no warm up. All Cody could do was wince hard at the first brisk passes, but no tears. "What happened to that loser friend of yours?" Josh asked. "Don't know. We went back home and I never saw him again." There was a longish pause before Josh said, "Good," then commenced the whipping once again, this time really putting some shoulder into it.

"Ooommphh!!" Cody finally groaned and shook and turned red in the face, winced and grimaced like the devil. and snot was appearing and tears too, but he said nothing more. Josh put the strap down and looked at the bare red butt. Then, Josh unzipped his jeans and pulled them off, then took off his underwear too. His cock was enraged at the sight of Cody's torn up ass. Cody looked around and knew what was next. "You ready boy?" Josh asked. "Yessir," Cody said quietly.

Josh then plowed Cody's butt hole with his cock. "AHHHHHHHHH!" Cody screamed. It always hurt that way at first. Josh waited. He had never done that before, but Cody's ass was ready for it and it was so much tighter and easier than that cocktease girlfriend of his. Josh plowed and fucked for a good five mintues then filled Cody up with fully spent stuff. Josh then hurriedly pulled out and dressed himself. "Do what you have to, then GET!" Josh said. "Yes sir," Cody replied.

Cody did just that. He waited for the deputy to leave then serviced himself, masturbating inside the woodshed. Then he got dressed and left the shed. Josh saw a cloud of dust leave his property from his kitchen window. "Crazy motherfucker," Josh said to himself.

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1 month later

Ian's shift had started and Josh drove home in his old pickup. He was thinking of trying to get that tight pussied girlfriend of his to give some up for a change as he drove into his yard. There was the red car and Cody Marshall was standing by it, arms crossed.

Josh got out and walked over to it. He looked in the back seat of the red car and it looked as if Cody was moving all his stuff. Josh straightened himself up and looked at the boy who looked down to the ground self-consciously.

"Barn's warm, you can sleep there, put your stuff there … I got enough work around here for three men for ten months, so you better get to work sooner than later." Cody nodded, "Yes sir."

The End