Date: Sun, 26 Jan 2014 10:33:44 -0600 From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com> Subject: Captive chapter XVI Thank you to all the readers who have requested the missing chapter. Nifty is not to blame, I did not submit the chapter because of my reading of the guidelines. Please remember that Nifty survives on contributions, both monetary and literary (pretentious word). I love hearing about your experiences and am always willing to correspond, We may need to set up a way to communicate for those who would like to have the experiences but due to where I live that would be called promoting bestiality a crime, while the act itself is not. CAPTIVE XVI Donny had been right. The muscle bound pig had wanted to fuck Weldon and didn't allow him a choice. Weldon tried telling the deputy to use a condom that he didn't want to be infected with Aids or Syphilis. The deputy had ignored his pleas. Donny had been right . The muscle bound pig had worked on his body to compensate for have a little dick. It was no thicker than Donny's finger and little longer. He wasn't harmed but spent the night lying in bed crying from the degradation. When the lawyer and his son arrived Weldon tried to put the torn jumpsuit on, but the damage was too great and he walked to the meeting room wrapped in a blanket. Immediately the doctor knew something had happened and began an intense questioning of the boy until he finally told the whole story. The first visit to the farm may have incited the deputy but there had been no right for him to push himself on the boy who couldn't defend himself against authority. The doctor didn't have much with him but had Weldon expel what he could from his ass into the briefcase his father carried. He felt strange dumping in the fine leather case but he trusted the doctor with his life. Later that morning they were once again in front of the Judge. Donny had given the lawyer Weldon's best clothing and sitting in court the boy was more uncomfortable than he'd been in days. While the lawyers argued about cause for a hearing in a full court with a jury Weldon had to fight down the urge to speak for himself. He hated that his fate was in the hands of people that really didn't care for him the way Donny did. He wasn't allowed contact with the few people in the court room except for the two men at the defense table. Before he was led back to the jail the doctor hugged him tight for a few minutes while whispering in his ear that there had indeed been sperm found in what he'd expelled and that his father would be filing a lawsuit that afternoon against the jail for failing to protect him. Neither the doctor or lawyer knew what it might accomplish, but they hoped to have him out of the jail before the week was through. He might be moved to the juvenile hall or released on bail. They were practical and warned him that the DA would not drop the case just because of the lawsuit. He returned to his cell both depressed and hopeful. Donny hadn't been in court. He had to start his final exams and knew that Weldon wouldn't want him to screw them up. The boy would be taking his first exam that evening so Donny wasn't going to be able to visit him in jail. He, too, felt a bit depressed from the lack of contact. Still, the amount of time they had been apart was wearing on his resolve to not have sex without his lover. No amount of jacking off his cock was satisfying enough to keep his mind off sex. Looking around the school yard where they ate lunch Donny saw at least five guys that he would have happily fucked before he fallen so deeply in love. Just thinking about them wandering around in their tight skinny jeans had made him hard. None of the boys were as good looking as Weldon or Ron and their bodies all left something to be desired but he was getting to the point where he needed physical contact. The hour Ray had spent rimming his ass the previous night had helped, but he needed something more. It was the first day since Weldon had been gone that he stripped off his clothes as soon as he got home. Doing the chores reminded him that if he needed sex too much that Ray and the dogs were all available to him whenever he wanted. Buck and Mutt must have sensed his need because before he could clean up after doing the chores they began nuzzling him front and back. The long wet tongues didn't take long to get him hard. Had Weldon been there he would have pressed him against one of the fences and taken his ass in his most powerful way, taking possession of the boy's ass as he had many times in the few months they had been together. It had been years since his father had tied him over a sawhorse and loosed Buck on his ass but he remembered how every inch of dog dick felt being rammed in his ass. The memory wasn't as bad as the reality had been and he spread his legs so Buck was able to reach his asshole with his thin wet tongue while Mutt lapped at his balls and his eight inches when he held it down for the dog. The more the dogs licked and lapped at him the closer he got to dropping to his knees where he could return their attention. Thinking about the knot that Buck would use to tie them together made him remain standing but drove him closer to the orgasm he needed. He grabbed his dick and with four hard strokes shot the built up load of cum onto Mutt's tongue and stood still while the dogs licked up the drops that ran down his shaft until he couldn't bear their attention any longer. When he forced them away he saw that both dogs had fully extended dicks that needed attention. While he thought about taking care of them, Ray arrived from school. Donny called him over and seeing their condition the ever hungry boy dropped down to take the first dick in his mouth while the other dog pressed against the first one trying to get to his mouth. "Ray, I think they need a little more than just your mouth, so get undressed and I'll grab some lube." Perhaps it was because he hadn't had another dick in his hand for ten days that Donny helped guide Buck's dick into Ray's ass and fondled his balls while the big dog grabbed onto the boy's sides, digging in his dew claws and didn't start fucking until his knot hit the rim of Ray's asshole. Ray was so preoccupied with the dick in his mouth that he did little to help or hinder the dog behind him. It was only when Buck began to fuck that Donny could see that Ray was trying hard to move against the long shaft that was punching through his asshole mercilessly. Ray and Buck were tied together for about fifteen minutes, during that entire time the boy had the other dog dick in his mouth. Ray had either been unable to get Mutt to shoot or the dog knew if he waited that the ass would soon be empty and his for the taking. When Buck finally pulled away Donny slid his fingers in the asshole and got them coated in dog cum. He gave Mutt a push with his other hand. The dog saw his opportunity to plug Ray's ass and mounted him. He was centering his dick while Donny stuck his cum-coated fingers in Ray's mouth. He eagerly licked them clean of the watery, dog-cum moaning as Mutt began a frenzied humping. When Donny thought the boy was getting close to exhaustion he reached beneath him and gently began stroking the shortest dick on the farm. The combination had Ray coming in seconds. He had managed not to allow Mutt's knot to enter and as soon as the dog finished spurting volley after volley up his ass he reached out to Donny for help standing. Happier than when either had arrived home they showered together and talked about their day. Each time Ray had his ass out from under the water Buck would push his nose between the boy's cheeks and lick at the cum leaking from his asshole keeping Ray stimulated but not enough to lose another load. His asshole was stretched and when Donny ran the bar of soap between his ass cheeks the bar almost slipped from his finger and into the expanded hole. Sensing an opportunity to learn before he and Weldon celebrated his graduation he slid three fingers into Ray and after the boy adjusted himself, a fourth. Thanking Buck and Mutt, Donny knelt behind Ray and told the boy to spread his legs. Looking at the ass that was easily taking his hand Donny wondered if Weldon would really be able to do this. But, he was uncertain how hard he could push into an asshole and hoped this experience would teach him just that. "Ray, squat down. I'm going to put my elbow on the deck. I want you to lower yourself on my hand. Take it as slow as you need, I want you to take my whole hand. Right now you only have my fingers, my thumb is in place but you are going to have to push yourself over my knuckles." "I should have had a smoke before we did this." Ray was panting as he took the hand that held him from lowering his ass further. Pushing harder he tried sliding down further causing more pain than he was ready to bear. "I can't do this, sir. It hurts too much." "Yes you can, Ray. Stop where you are and breath, relax. You can take a horse, you can take my hand. Go slow. I can feel your inner ring with my fingertips. I want you to drop yourself a little more; come on you can do this." "Please, sir. It's too big." Ray stood up, pulling off the hand that had nearly been buried in his asshole. He was wobbly from the exper-ience and sat down on the deck with water running over his head and body. He had his hands under his body massaging his aching asshole and protecting it from the wood. "Please don't do that to me again, Donny. There is no way I can take your hand." "You just didn't want it enough. When you want it all you'll be able to take it. Especially if you have had a few tokes. "I thought Weldon would be ready to take my hand on graduation day but if that deputy fucked him last night he might not be willing to be fucked for some time and our date for his first fist may be put off. I have to remember that he is the most important thing, he and his feelings. Ray, I can't lose him to these idiots, please tell me I won't." Why was he feeling this way? Was it the loss of sex and the intimate connection he and Weldon had created? How could he miss the boy he'd only intended to play with for a few weeks and leave? "Somebody will tell the truth. Hopefully that kid that is in a coma will regain consciousness and tell what happened. Has anyone found Kale?" Ray wasn't recovered from his attempt at taking Donny's hand. His love for the boy made him try consoling him anyway. "If I'm hard on you and Ron until he gets back I hope I don't push either of you too hard. Will Ron be back?" "We're supposed to meet tomorrow to study at the library again, but after what you did I'm not sure he'll want to come here." He didn't seem too concerned about what the boy said once he got home. If they needed a place to find for fucking, Ray knew his parent's house was empty although there were no dogs to join in their fun. "Did you ask him if he had animals at their farm the two of you could play with?" It was easier for Donny to talk about Ray and Ron than Weldon and he. He especially enjoyed hearing about the times Ray or Ron were bred by the dogs. He wondered about the possibility of turning the farm into a nude, dude ranch for the animal inclined. "Where did you go? You need to keep your mind off Weldon, he's a survivor. He'll be back with you soon." "I wasn't thinking about him more than tangentially. I was thinking about turning the farm into a breeding farm for guys that want to explore animal sex or can't keep a big dog at their place. I would need more than just the two dogs but Weldon and I could live here and not have to worry about making a life for ourselves in the city. We could give discounts for guys willing to have photos taken having dog sex and sell them for a profit or set up our own web site to advertise the farm but have it as a rental site where you can watch videos or live streams of men and dogs. Of course there would be a photo gallery. "I thought you were excited about going to college. Are you just going to give that up?" "It is only thirty miles away. I could take the courses I think will help me make the idea profitable. Have someone stay here during the time Weldon and I are in school and run play time in the evenings. "You and Ron can star in the first few videos. "Think you could kidnap Paul's Great Dane? I'd love to watch you and that big stud get it on." "You are losing your mind. Do you really think there are enough people that would pay to come out here to the middle of Nowhere, USA and pay you to have a dog fuck them? "Besides, you don't have anywhere they could sleep." "I am ahead of you there. If I got rid of all but two horses I could turn one side of the barn into a bunkhouse that would be large enough for twenty or thirty guys or turn the stalls into private rooms and have space for seven guys at a time. "Without the horses I would have three more stalls to hold dogs and could convert the Tack room into a fuck room. I'd probably need to build some dog runs if I brought in more dogs. Mutt and Buck wouldn't be happy about sharing the run of the place with strangers." "How long have you been thinking about this? You seem to have a lot of ideas." "Just since the day Ron was here and got down and sucked both dogs. Between that and our afternoon with Paul and his Great Dane I have been having dreams about the idea. I'd like to call it Breed and Breakfast." "Have you talked to Weldon about the idea?" "No, this is the first time I've said anything about the idea. I think Weldon wants to move into the city and have friends around. Living our here wouldn't give us much of a chance to develop those relationships." "You would still have Ron and I." "You will be going off to the art institute in a few months and I don't think Ron will keep coming over here when you're gone unless his desires are stronger than I know about." "So, when are you thinking about doing this? "If Weldon agrees? I think I might want to start working at this after graduation. I have the money my grandmother set aside for me and Mutt and Buck are still in their prime." "Aren't you worried that having strange men running around the farm will be tempting to Weldon? Or that he will be tempting to them?" Ray didn't think it was a good idea for Donny to try building a stud farm for men that wanted dog sex. If they had been older and together for some time he thought it would be different but they were young and he was sure they would have problem guests. "We'll work that out, but I won't be pimping him out to the guests, now you and that tongue might be a different story. I'm sure word would spread fast about the talented dog sub at the Breed and Breakfast. You'll only be fifty or sixty miles away and all those assholes full of dog cum would surely draw you back for the weekends." "You would want a piss pen, too." "If you do a good enough job on those paintings I might even set you up a corner of the farm where you can live in shit." "That's not even funny." "Okay maybe just a trench where you could occasionally let Weldon and I dump in your mouth? "You love eating our shit. When are you going to admit that to anyone other than me?" "Weldon knows, we talked that morning the cowboys were here to buy the pigs. I haven't told Ron even though you made him admit his desire in front of me." "Why not? The two of you could 69 assholes and recycle shit the way you recycle piss." "I'm not ready for that. Just the number of times and the length of time I've eaten his ass should let him know that I might go further if he wants. He hasn't asked and I'm not going to beg from him." "By the way, if you are going to be wanting horse cum you need to get it before Sunday, I'll have to milk him Sunday. An order came in yesterday for semen. I don't have any stock left, so you would be doing me a favor if you gave him a blow job so when I milk him Sunday he will be totally fresh. "Of course I want to watch. I would be happier if you and Ron did it together. That pretty Quaker boy with a horse dick in his mouth would get me hard in no time at all. We could see how he sizes up against it. I might even get a few pictures, "Or I might even break down and fuck the two of you." "I thought you were waiting for Weldon?" "I was. I just have no idea how long he will be there and I need more sex than I've allowed myself. He told me to have fun. He knows how I am and he promised to love me no matter what I did." "Even let Ron fuck you?" "That is not happening. I am going to keep my ass for Weldon, that way I can feel I'm not giving up on him." "Do you really think he would like this idea of yours?" "He doesn't want to go to college and has no real plan for what he wants to do, so he might like the idea of having something to do in the future. "Are you ready to try taking my hand again?" "No, sir." "Then I should go study, I have another final tomorrow." "I'm almost done; may I lick your balls and ass when I'm finished?" Ray knew from the smile that his mouth would be tired by the time he went to bed. "Did you know we fart an average of fourteen to sixteen times a day? I think I should see if I'm average." Weldon had the easiest of his exams that evening while Donny lay back, his feet on the table and Ray's tongue trying to make him believe his own boy was worshipping him. It was the muscle bound deputy who walked him back to his cell from the test. The moment Weldon saw his face through the peephole he knew his night would be a repeat of the previous one. He would have asked the teacher for help with the situation but knew he was one of the ones that had refused to teach the lessons on tolerance. They were in front of the security room when the other guard on duty called out to the deputy. "I want some of the maricon. He'll know what a pinga ees when I'm done with his ass." "You have sloppy thirds. Hank has dibs on him next. Let anyone else know that the punk the Judge gave us will be open for all comers after you." "He's going to have one well fucked colo." For the next hour and a half Weldon didn't have two minutes without a dick in his ass. The deputy was the smallest. Hank, a big deep black guard from down south somewhere had the biggest and Weldon was crying when he pulled his dick out and pissed on his back. The Hispanic guard was almost as large as Hank and Weldon's ass had no relief as he fucked the boy for at least fifteen minutes before turning him over to an old man that had been standing outside the cell watching them. By the time his cell door closed for the night he had taken nine dicks and tem loads of cum, had three guards piss on him and his cot and was unable to do anything but lie down and pass out. Weldon woke the next morning early not believing how much his asshole hurt and how caked with cum it felt. He carefully checked for blood, he was afraid that the guards had torn him. He didn't see any until he looked in the commode when he was done shitting and saw some but not a lot of blood. His lawyer and son were not going to visit and there was no one else he trusted with the information about being raped by the night guards. He tried studying but his asshole hurt too much to concentrate. He would lie down and when he started feeling better he would try to sit but it was too uncomfortable. Tired of sitting he would pace from the front of the cell to the rear and back carrying the book that would frame the evening's test. Even walking hurt. He would lie back down until a guard would walk by his cell and whistle at his naked butt. Everyone seemed to know what happened. The original pink jumpsuit had finally been replaced with one that was faded until it was almost pastel but the slit in the back was twice as long as the first. It lay in the corner of his cell reeking of piss. He had tried to rinse the piss out in the sink but the smell remained, he didn't know how he could walk into the room where he would be taking the test without making the teacher ill. With all of the disdain possible in his voice his nemesis, the muscle bound guard, lisped at the boy, "your teacher's here. Have you polished his apple, punk. No? Well you will be polishing mine when he leaves. All the guys that had your ass last night want to unload down your mouth tonight. I hope your mouth is as good as your ass." Before he sat down he asked the teacher if he could use his phone, 'please, please, please'. He had memorized the good doctor's phone number and dialed without hesitation. After telling the doctor what had happened the previous night and what was planned for him when he finished the test he sat at the table and tried listening to the instructions. The teacher had been listening in and was less stern than he'd been the previous day but insisted that Weldon did the exam. Sitting on the hard plastic chair was even more uncomfortable than sitting on his cot, he was constantly shifting, trying to find a way to sit that didn't hurt. His problems with his asshole didn't allow him to concentrate well and the test was difficult enough that he knew he was going to be lucky to pass. He was little more half way when the teacher warned him that he only had fifteen more minutes. Knowing that he wouldn't finish if he tried too hard he began reading and guessing. He had five questions to answer and couldn't even venture a guess as he laid down his pencil. He was shaking when the deputy entered the small room and grabbed his arm. He wasn't willing to walk back to his cell so the muscle bound pig dragged him down the aisle. "Don't be such a punk, kid. You know you've done this before. So what if you have to do it for ten horny guards? If you scrape one dick with your teeth you will not have any in your mouth when you wake up." His attempt at resistance was useless but he wasn't going to do this willingly. They were about half-way to the cell when the deputy picked him up and putting him over his thick shoulder, they made the rest of the trip in two minutes. He was thrown on the cot, roughly and told to get on his knees. The deputy had his pants around his knees when the Sheriff and his doctor friend walked through the open cell door. "Weldon, get out of the cell and wait in the aisle. Deputy, hand over your cuffs and keys. Two guards will be here in a few minutes to take you down to booking, they will bring you back to this smelly cell and then you can call your lawyer. As far as I am concerned you can stay here until I retire in twenty years." The doctor was trying to calm Weldon down when the Sheriff slammed the door shut. "Boy, you sure draw trouble. I don't understand why that is, but you can't stay in my jail. I'll have a guard bring your personal items from downstairs while I call the Judge and figure out what to do with you." "Are you okay, Weldon? You are shaking hard enough to mix martinis. Did he hurt you tonight? "He didn't hurt anything other than my arm, trying to pull me down the aisle. Last night is when then hurt me. There were nine or ten of them using my ass like I was a two-bit whore. Why did they do that? I didn't do anything to incite them. They gave me these jumpsuits with a slit up the back and wouldn't allow me to keep my underwear. He claimed I was flashing he and the other guards so they would get excited enough to fuck me. The only time I tried to get anything to show was one night when Donny was here. "Did you call him?" "I was in a hurry to call the sheriff and get him back here. You are fortunate that he knew I donated to his last campaign. Otherwise I don't think he would have come to check on his deputies. An occasional claim of abuse in the jail is pretty standard and except for the idea that it was in progress he would not have come. "I need to examine your ass." Weldon started to bend over "No, not here. We'll find a room when they bring up your clothes. Sheriff, can we have a blanket?' It was only then that Weldon looked at his body and saw that he was completely without anything, no jumpsuit and no shoes. When the doctor wrapped the blanket around his shoulders Weldon dropped it to his hips and tightened it with a quick overlap that held it in place. "May I call Donny?" Weldon didn't want to scare him but he needed to hear his lover's voice and be reassured that he was still loved. "You are going to have to wait. They don't want us getting out of their sight." The doctor hadn't been told that, he just wanted to keep the boy by his side and protected. "Don't you have your phone on you?" "No, when they knew I'd be beyond the visitor and lawyer areas they made me hand over everything, watch, phone wallet and even my change. When you call him we should know where you'll be tomorrow. "The doctor had not released his hold on the boy who he was beginning to like more and more. He wasn't sure he wanted to let the boy call Donny but he had said the teachers would need to know if he was moved even if it was only upstairs. The Sheriff ignored them for the next thirty minutes while the guards that had been on duty the previous night were placed in an empty tank across from the cell he'd occupied. Weldon was pleased to see the round-up but still shaking from his encounter with the muscle bound deputy could barely get a smile to form. His faith in the judicial system had been shaken and he doubted the guards that had fucked him so mercilessly the night before would spend more than one night in a cell before their lawyers had them released. Finally, the Sheriff had a new guard lead them to a room that was used as an infirmary when there was a doctor on call. His doctor helped him out of the blanket and onto an examination table where he knelt with his face turned to the right flat against the cold paper covered vinyl. With his ass in the air he felt more exposed than ever as the doctor told the Sheriff what he saw and what needed to be done as soon as possible. The fingers probing his ass reminded him that all was not right.