Date: Tue, 13 May 2008 19:48:55 -0700
From: bj <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: b-movie-western-2

B-Movie Western
(Law of the Lash)

"SETH!" Ben yelled from the shack. "Bring his naked ass on in here!"

Seth quickly let go of Clayton's balls and led him straight into the cabin.

John and Dusty quickly tied Clayton to a small wooden table. They tied his
legs and his arms to the legs of the table. Clayton's ass was bent over one
end and his head was hanging over the other end.



"That's just good now," Ben laughed. "Your as open for fuck'in and your
mouth open for suck'in."

He no sooner said that and Dusty dropped his pants in front of Clayton's
face.

"Get your mouth over that cock and suck me dry!"

He quickly jammed it down Clayton's throat making him choke.



They all laughed thinking it was funny Ben pointed to Seth. "Go ahead,
boy. Since you caught him you get to be first. Go on fuck'em like a dog."

Seth dropped his pants, smeared some grease on his hard cock and rammed it
into Clayton's tight ass. He grabbed Clayton by the waist then slammed his
thighs hard into Clayton's bare ass cheeks.



Ben was waving his hat in the air and shouting. "Ride'em, Seth! You ride'em
hard, boy!"

Dusty just pulled his cock out of Clayton's mouth and was squirting the
semen all over his face. Next Dusty took his hand and smeared it all over.

"Stick your tongue out and lick that all off your lips."



John reached in his pants and produced his large hairy uncut cock. "This
one you'll take down your throat!"

For a moment Ben though the table might collapse. All that motion with Seth
hammering one end and John shoving on the other. It rocked back and forth a
lot but the big wooden legs were strong.



With a loud groan, Seth made his last thrust then pulled back away from
Clayton's ass. John on the other end just deposited a large load of sperm
into Clayton's mouth. Mixed with all the saliva, it was dripping from his
lips and onto the floor.

Ben took his belt off and cracked Clayton hard across the ass.

"That's just some of what you'll be in for around here!"



Seth smiled and pointed, "look how big his cock is, Ben!"

Clayton was embarrassed but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Well, go ahead, boy!" Ben pointed to Clayton. "Whack'em off! Milk'em just
like you would a horse."

Seth reached up between Clayton's legs, grabbing the hard erection he
pulled it downward.



With hard steady jerks, Seth rolled the skin back and forth over the fat
cock head. It didn't take long before Clayton began to breathe heavy and
moan. Seth yanked a little faster rubbing harder over the head. Suddenly
Clayton's body twitched then bucked. His cock shot out a large stream of
sperm then another and another. Seth continued to pull hard on Clayton's
cock and balls, milking every last thing he could.





The next six days Clayton was kept tied up naked. His hands behind his back
and a noose around his neck with a length of rope hanging down from
it. They used the rope as a leash, dragging Clayton around to where they
wanted. Seth was more fond of Clayton's big balls. He just grabbed a
handful balls and led him anywhere he wanted.



The next morning Ben, John and Dusty saddled up and stopped at the cabin.

"We're gonna scout out the stage from Big River Bend. I think we might hit
it next. You stay here with the Marshall and make sure he don't get
away. You hear?"

Seth nodded his head. "Sure thing, Ben. I'll watch him."

With that said the three men rode off.



"We can ride outta here now, Seth. I'll promise you won't have to spend any
time in prison."

"Yeah, if I leave with you Ben will kill us both!"

"You come with me and Ben won't hurt you anymore."

Seth grabbed Clayton by the balls and squeezed. "I'll hurt your balls if
you don't shut up!"



"Aaahhhhh! OK, OK!"

Seth rolled the big balls around in his hand for awhile and as he did
Clayton's cock began to swell.

"Now, that's what I like! See your big cock get hard."

Clayton figured out this was probably the only way to get to Seth.

"You know what I like?" Clayton asked.



Seth paused for a moment. "What?"

"To have that hard young cock of yours in my mouth. I love to suck on that
thing."

"Yeah? Well you might just get the chance. Cause playing with you cock is
making me hard."

"Pull it out, Seth. Let me have it."

"Not so fast," Seth tightened his grip around the balls. "I wanna see your
cock squirt again first."



Clayton took a deep breath. "Keep playing with it and you will."

Seth rolled the skin back and forth, back and forth until he got Clayton to
moan with every stroke. Seth stepped back, when Clayton bucked his hips
froward that was the sign. Clayton's cock snapped upward and a large gob of
semen shot out. Again his ass cheeks tightened , his cock snapped upward
and another stream of semen shot out.



Seth couldn't resist grabbing Clayton by the balls and pulling
tight. "Damn! I sure like the way your cock jumps up and down. You sure can
squirt that juice."

Seth unbuttoned his pants. "Now, you can get on your knees and suck my
young cock!"

Clayton knelt down and took Seth's cock in his mouth. Seth was young and
anxious so it didn't take long for him to ejaculate.



When Ben returned he had Dusty and John hang Clayton up by his arms on the
porch and tie a gag in his mouth.

"Well, Marshall," Ben smiled. "It's time to hand out some law and order!
With the only thing that matters. A whip!"

With that Ben uncoiled the whip and cracked Clayton across the bare
ass. Then another and another before moving up his back.



Ben stepped around the other side of Clayton and cracked the whip across
his naked chest several more times and a few times across his abdomen. Ben
flipped the handle of the whip around and forced the end into Clayton's
ass.

"I think you can spend the rest of the day like that."



Clayton hung there his welts burning right along with his ass hole. He
wondered if Seth had told Ben about the conversation they had earlier. By
nightfall they cut him down, removed the whip handle and slung him over the
porch rail. Ben, Dusty and John each took a turn fucking his ass. Seth just
stood by and watched as Clayton's cock got big and hard.



Three days later they made Clayton get on his horse. They tied his hands
and his cock to the saddle horn and his feet in the stirrups then rode him
back into River Bend. The horse carried Clayton right down the main street
bare ass naked and covered with welts from Ben's whip. Everyone in town saw
him it was the most embarrassing moment he ever experienced. Clayton spent
the next few days recovering in his small room at the Marshall's office.



It had been almost two weeks Clayton was gone. He didn't know about the
changes that were taking place. It was now common knowledge that the
railroad was coming through River Bend. Jake Thompson, a wealthy land owner
had moved in buying land as cheap as he could so he could sell it a high
price to the railroad. The people that refused were made to feel sorry they
did. Several of the town council were in Clayton's office to demand he do
something.



Clayton was not feeling much like a Marshall after what he had been through
at the hands of Ben and his gang. He agreed he would begin his
investigation in the morning. Next morning Clayton went to the telegraph to
send a message to Kansan City about this man Jake Thompson. The telegraph
man said it was not working and had been out two days. Clayton also noticed
about six or seven men he had not seen before in the saloon.



"Where you boys from?" Clayton asked.

"We work for Mr. Thompson." One of the men replied.

"Yeah. We help run his ranch." Another replied

"Must be a big ranch for so many hands. Mr. Thompson around here?" Clayton
asked.

"Naw he ain't, Marshall. He's a busy man."

"Well when you see him. Tell him I wanna see him."



Later that afternoon, Clayton returned to the jail only to be bushwhacked
by Mr. Thompson's men. The men took his gun, knocked him out, stripped him
naked and tossed him in a cell. When he came to, Clayton saw four of the
men staring at him through the bars. One man was wearing his badge and the
other three were wearing deputy badges.

"Looks like you been replaced as Marshall." They all laughed. "I'm the new
Marshall and these here men are my deputies."



"You'll never get away with this!" Clayton shouted. "The telegraph will get
fixed and my messages will be sent."

The man reached in his pocked and pulled out several pieces of paper. "You
mean these messages you left with the clerk?"

They all laughed again. "I don't thing they will get sent." He lit a match
and burned them in front of Clayton.



He opened the door to the office and pulled three of the town council
members into the room. "Here's your Marshall. He ain't gonna do you much
good all locked up and naked like he is. The only thing he's good for is
sucking your cock!"

One of the gang members grabbed the store keeper by his shirt. "Go on!
Stick your cock through the bars and let him suck it!"

The store keeper slowly unfastened his trousers letting his flaccid cock
pop out in the open.



The man shoved the store keeper up tight against the bars. "There you go,
Marshall. You got your first cock to suck!"

Clayton just stood there at the back of the cell. The man wearing the
Marshall badge smiled.

"The way I see it you're gonna be a good boy. Otherwise we'll have to
string you up."

Clayton knew he had no choice again but to obey.

"Get down on your knees! Show the council how good your are."



The store keeper's cock swelled quickly in Clayton's mouth. Everyone could
see he was enjoying every moment right up to the moment he ejaculated in
Clayton's mouth.

Suddenly the door burst open and two of the gang came in with Zeke Hallen,
the town preacher.

"We found the preacher trying to sneak out of town."

The gang leader grabbed Zeke by the throat. "Where was you going?"



"No place. Just for a ride. I always go for rides."

The leader shoved him down. "I think we better keep you locked up!"

He nodded to the other men who quickly made the preacher strip off his
clothes and they shoved him into the cell with Clayton.

"There's a little company for you, Marshall. If you get bored you can have
the preacher there suck your cock. Or you can suck his."



They all laughed leaving the room and slamming the door behind
them. Clayton looked over at Zeke who was trying to cover his genitals with
his hands.

"Don't worry, Zeke. We'll find a way outta here."



Later that evening, the leader and his deputies took Clayton from the cell
and cuffed his hands behind his back. They led him down the street
completely naked and into the saloon. They forced him to kneel down in
front a large poker table. That the first time Clayton met Jake Thompson.



Continued............