Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2008 19:18:22 -0800 (PST)
From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca
Subject: The Confession Part 4

The Confession part 4
By the Parkstranger

With thanks to my friend Tapshorts for his very valuable contribution --
also if you tried to let tap know that you liked part 3, my fault, I gave
you the wrong email address -- if you have comments, please send them to me
and I'll be sure he gets them -- thank you

Judge Silas Dodd St sipping his preferred French white wine as he relaxed
in his den thinking about this wonderful gift that had -- well fallen into
his possession as such from his trusted Sheriff. He knew that Bud would
also continue to use young Kent but that wasn't of any concern to him. What
was a concern or well not so much a concern but more so an absolute
certainty in his mind that young Kent had not as yet told all -- he had not
completely confessed all. His forty some years behind the bench had taught
him enough that he knew when a subject was telling all and he also knew
when a subject was holding something back. However, he couldn't wait until
this evening when Bud delivered young Kent back to him for his continued
interrogation and to satisfy this incredible longing he felt in his loins.
He swore that this time he would get his satisfaction from that body he
could see in his mind at the mere shut of his eyes -- oh my god he wanted
that boy back. And this time he was going to take the time to enjoy that
succulent young body of his -- to caress it, to feel him to, to, oh my god
he said to himself Silas, for Christ sakes calm down before you cum in your
god dam pants.

He again settled down and poured himself another glass of wine. But his
mind couldn't stop. He just knew there was something the boy was holding
back and he had to know what it was. He checked his watch for about the
tenth time in the last fifteen minutes and seen it was still about a half
hour before they were due to arrive. He was starting to feel good from the
wine and oh, no he couldn't possibly eat anything as he was way too excited
thinking about tonight. He continued to have to adjust his pants as his
constant hard cock was always getting in uncomfortable positions. Oh fuck
where are they he said out loud as he considered calling Sheriff Bud to
ask. But, he regained his composure somewhat and settled in to wait. Maybe
another wine -- oh yes okay and he poured yet another.

He had laid out the garments he wanted his young "subject" to wear tonight
as he did his second "interrogation" of young Kent. The white stockings and
garter belt and sheer white lace-trimmed panties and even the French
knickers with such wide leg openings they wouldn't even need to be
removed. Stop it, stop it! go and shower before you....... But oh dam I'm
really losing it I've already showered and sitting naked under my robe
waiting, waiting...

Bud made sure that young Kent had showered and as a matter of fact had
showered with him which was a mistake because he got so hard and horny with
him constantly rubbing up against him in the shower then looking up at him
with that sly innocent smile that he just lost it and bent him over in the
shower and gave him yet another sound fucking. This kid was absolutely
insatiable he thought as he yet again unloaded his cum filled balls into
his ass knowing full well he was he shouldn't have done this as Judge Silas
was waiting and wanting this boy so much but, well lust just clouds good
judgement and well he is human and well this ass on this kid and ... oh
shit he makes me so fucking horny!

It was at least twenty to thirty minutes after the appointed time before
Sheriff Bud and Kent got back to judge Silas's house and Bud could see he
was some pissed about that. Bud explained that the boy needed food and a
bath before he could bring him back over and apologized for being late
which didn't help much as he could see the irritation in the judge's
face. So he just said to judge Silas to call him on his private cell when
he needed him to come back and collect the boy to take him home and headed
back down the driveway and got out of there before the judge could give him
his famous dressing down.

The bonus for judge Silas was when he looked down at this freshly scrubbed
boy with his slick long hair he looked so fresh and almost angel like face
looking back up at him that he got his hard on back immediately.

When Sheriff Bud took me back to the judge's place I was really getting a
little bit kind of worried or maybe just antsy or even a bit scared because
the judge had these bushy type of eyebrows and hair that stuck up that were
grey and made him look sort of like a writer I seen a picture of I think
his name was Twain or something like that. So when he took me back down to
his den downstairs I was feeling sort of scared but he was being real
gentle like and making me feel like it was all okay. When I seen the
clothes all laid out for me my heart kind of sunk but I wasn't going to not
do anything he wanted me to. So when he asked me to go in the bathroom and
change into the things he wanted to see me in I just did it.

I put on these really sexy white stockings and garter belt and I put the
panties over them so if he wanted, he could take my panties off and still
leave me stockings and garter belt. I also put on a little skirt that was
tartan like and split up the side with a nice white blouse. I looked sexy
in the mirror but was still a little scared that maybe he wouldn't like
me. I really wanted to make him like me. I wanted to please him. I did
before the night was out -- but...

When I stepped out of the bathroom all dressed up for judges Silas Dodd I
knew he was very pleased with what he saw by the look on his face. I smiled
shyly at him and asked him if he liked me. The smile on his face told me he
was but he soon directed me to the chair in front of desk and told me to
sit down. Again I was worried and I now know why I was. The first thing he
said to was:

 "Son you know I'm the judge in these parts don't you?"

"Yes sir, I answered."

"So you know I've been talking to and interrogating people for a long time
now don't you?"

"Um, yes sir I guess so sir."

"Then why haven't you told us the "whole" story? I know you are holding
something back and I want to know what it is."

Oh, oh, I got away with it with the Sheriff, I thought, how does he know?
How could he know? He explained to me that just knew when someone was
holding something back from him and that he could see it in my eyes.

Oh no, I have to tell him? Oh I really didn't want anyone to know but here
I was, caught and sitting in front of the County judge, in my beautiful
white stockings and garter belt and lovely nice tartan skirt and well --
you know.

"Okay son, tell me what else happened and tell me all."

So I did...

Well sir as I was running down the path after Red and Jock had fucked me
well I was worried they would follow me and I really wanted to get out of
there so nobody would see me in my girly stuff and I kept looking back and
all of sudden I ran into this big mass of human being. He was so big I
didn't even see who he was but he soon had a hold of me and had me down on
my tummy with my head buried in the grass sort of and then he was on top of
me whispering in my ear. He said to me "I watch you boy, I see you with
your legs wide for men and letting them have you."

This man was so big that I knew it could be only one person in this town
and it was. It was Herman the grave digger as we called him. Herman was
like 6'8" and huge and he was now laying on top of me saying, "I want fuck
too, I see you being fucked so many times now it is my time." Herman looked
after the graveyard in town and we, as kids never ever paid a lot of
attention to him -- hell he was just big, gentle Herman. But now he was on
top of me with my head buried in the grass and wearing my girly stuff and
well... did I have choices?  No I didn't and I was about to become Herman's
little fuck boy and oh my god did Herman ever use me. His cock was very fat
but not like 12" or anything but oh my did he ever open me up. I was so
glad that I had sperm lube in me because Herman wanted "fuck" right now and
he fucked me the first time right there, on the ground in the park.

Judge Silas was getting pretty worked up listening to my story about Herman
and soon had me telling him the rest of the story as I was yet again bent
over his desk with him behind me touching me, feeling me, running his hands
all over me. Between my legs with those sexy white stocking and feeling my
ass under those sexy panties and then up under my blouse that he undid and
turned me over so he could suck my tits and then at the same time pull my
panties down and off. He moved up real close to me between my legs.

Unlike I had ever been fucked before, not Tank, not Red, not his friend
Jock, hell not like anybody to this point had I ever been fucked like
this. Herman rag dolled me once he had his cock up in me he began to fuck
me with savage abandon and with his size and strength just drove me and I
was so glad to feel him cock swell and unload his cum in me thinking that I
had satisfied this giant of a man boy fucker. But I was wrong -- at least
wrong thinking he was done with me. As soon as he recovered, he picked me
up like a piece of firewood and carried me back to his cabin in the
graveyard. He took great pleasure in lifting me up on his work counter and
fucking me with absolute abandon. He fucked me three times that day before
he let me go with the promise that I would come back for him. I did. Ten
times he has had his way with me now and it is not that I'm afraid of
Herman anymore but that I love the feel of his cock in me.

As I was telling judge Silas this story he got up and came around the desk
and stood me up and bent me over his desk. As I got to the part in the
story where Herman put me up on his work bench and was fucking me doggie
the judge entered me and was fucking me like Herman from behind. And when I
got to the part where Herman turned me over and took me like a girl so did
the judge. I must have told him the story real good as the judger came in
me like really big. I could see the awesome sexual release in his crunched
up facial expression as he came in me. I just kept saying to him, "Fuck me
harder judge, fuck me harder keep fucking me, keep fucking me, do you have
any friends? Do you? I need more/. Can I go see Herman after? Can Bud or
the deputy have me> Can you fuck me more? I need more cock in me -- oh I
need more...

Yep, just me again --

Parkstranger
lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca