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Subject: Sheriff Parker Part  1
Date: 17 Aug 1996 16:58:24 GMT
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This story contain graphic descriptions of sex between males.  If that is
not your bag press "n" now. Please forgive the written style and typos(I am
typing this as I go).  I am not a professional writer.

Here is Part I of Sheriff Parker Cock Expert.  

It was a warm rainy southern spring night and I was caught in it.  My house
was on a rural road several miles from the basketball gym.  Didn't expect it
would rain this hard or I would have asked one of the guys for a ride.  In
the distance I saw bright lights and flashing blue police signal.  The car
pulled up next to me and a person said "git in".  It was Sheriff Parker the
meanest and self proclaimed toughest guy inCarson County, Tenn.  I can
attest to the mean part as he would frequently beat the daylights out of
criminal suspects in broad daylight.  He carried a large, long, thick, black
belt made from the rubber part of a generator rotor.  Sheriff Parker didn't
care what anybody said about his tactics, especially the Civil Liberties
Union.  He would offer criminals caught in the act, for petty stuff like
stealing or shoplifting, the option of taking as beating with his black belt
or jail(in which case the suspect could get the belt anyway and the Sheriff
would make that quite clear).  Many people opted for the belt.  When a bar
room brawl was taking place it would stop immediately when the Sheriff
entered.  Almost everyone knew the consequences of crossing Sheriff Parker.
He ruled Carson County with an iron fist.  Crime was very low.  Nothing
happened without his ok.  Bad credit, no problem.  If you were on the good
side of the Sheriff you could get anything on credit.  Carson county is
about 50% black and 50% white and they all feared the Sheriff.  But they
also loved him because he kept the crime rate low.

I got in the Sheriff's car as he had asked.  I had never seen him up close
before but he was the epitome of the stereotypical fat southern Sheriff
being about 6'2" and 280 pounds and at 50 years old could still wrestle
cattle as well as people.  I guess his size had something to do with
everybody calling him "Big Daddy".  Even the senior citizens called that and
he loved it. I marveled at how white his hair was.  A completely snow white
mass of hair covered his head.  It was so white it almost glowed in the
dark.  "Where are you going?" he said.  "Home".  "What's your name". "Karl".
"Karl, I'm Sheriff Parker".  "I know. Everybody knows you".  "Don't be
scared, some of that stuff you hear about me is not true except for the mean
and tough part.  If you haven't done anything wrong there is no need to be
scared.  Where do you live?".  "Just down the road".  "What are you doing
out on a night like this?".  "Playing ball with some of the guys from the
team".  "Well we are looking for someone who dared to escape from my jail.
I'm going to whip his ass when we catch him.  He could be dangerous.  I'll
take you home.  Your parents home?"   "No. They are away 'til tomorrow
morning".  "They left you home alone".  "Sheriff, sir I am 18 and going away
to college next year by myself.  I guess this is good practice".  "You don't
look a day over 15".  I guesst that because I haven't filled out yet.  At 6'
and 150 lb I still have some weight to put on"  "You weight 150 lb.?"  "Well
not really. Would you believe 140?".  "Now that sounds more like it" said
the fat Sheriff. "Is that your house over there?".  "Yes" I said concluding
our conversation.

As we entered the door he said "you are soaking wet let me help you out of
those clothes and make sure the place is safe before I leave.  That guy is
still on the loose".  We went into my bedroom and I started to remove my
clothes.  He helped.  He looked thru my dresser to find a pair of gym
shorts.  "Here put these on" he said.  He then found a towel and dried my
head, wiping my ears, and generally drying me off all over.  After I was dry
we move over to the couch. He sat next to me.  The attention I was getting
from this guy was making my soft 10 inch dick harden.   He then got a call
from one of his deputies saying that the escape criminal had been caught but
he still kept asking if I would be ok alone.  I told him he could stay
awhile if he had the time.  He now had me pressed against one end of the
couch with his arm around me as we continued to talked.  He noticed my dick
was now stretching my shorts.  "Getting excited I see.  That's ok kids your
age are easily excited".  He then started massaging my dick through my
shorts.  It immediately became completely erect.  This whole scene was
making me nervous. I couldn't say no and was very excited by what he was
doing but didn't know what he had in mind.  I found out quickly as the fat
Sheriff dropped to his knees in front of me while I sat on the couch and
pulled down my shorts.  "Damn.  That damn thing must be at least 10 inches"
he said as he began to lick the head of my dick and suck it slowly.  I had
been sucked before but not by a county Sheriff.  He went up and down on my
dick alternately licking and sucking.  He started to deep throat my dick and
I shot a load of cum which he greedily swallowed moaning as he did so.

"I have never sucked a black dick" he said.  "Always wanted to do that.  I
have never seen a dick so big. Karl have you ever been sucked by a guy?".
"Sure.  The white guy who owns the store on highway 15 sometimes suck me and
some of the guys from the team.  There is a rumor that the basketball coach
sucks one of the players on team.  That guy is a terrible basketball player
but gets lots of playing time.  One of the guys said they actually saw the
coach sucking Tim in his car one night after a game.  Somebody else said
they saw the coach taking it up the ass from Tim in the coach's office real
late one night after practice".  "Well" said the Sheriff "as I told you I
have never sucked a black cock but had lots of white meat down my throat.  I
love to swallow cum.  But I don't do anything in this county.  That might
ruin my reputation.  Nobody would be afraid of me if word got out that I
sucked dick like your basketball coach.  I do almost all of my fucking and
sucking at police conventions".  "Policemen like to suck?" I said.  "Sure
what do you think hundreds of guys do who meet in the middle of nowhere for
a week with nothing to do?  There is lots of horse play that frequently
turns to fucking and sucking".  "I assume you do the fucking and mostly get
sucked?".  "I give as much as I get.  I love to get fucked as much as I love
fucking.  But because of my tough guy reputation many police officers think
I am butch and drop their pants for a good fucking. That's ok by me.  One of
the more interesting convention had five guys from a small town in Ohio, the
police chief and four officers.  I was naked on my stomach on the bed in the
chief's room as the chief sat in front of me while I sucked his dick.  One
of his men came in and saw what was going on and pushed his dick up my ass.
It felt great.  I continued to suck the chief as one by one his men spread
my legs and plowed my asshole.  The chief finally sent a nice load of cum
down my throat.  By this time his men were ready for seconds.  They rolled
me over, spread my legs, and gave me lots of good fucking, filling my ass so
much that cum dripped out.  The chief finally got another hard on and took
his turn ramming his dick up my ass.  The conventions usually conclude with
a orgy in somebody's room. Up to a dozenor more police take turns sucking
and fucking each other.  I don't usually get fucked as much as I like at
these orgies but blow a lot of loads down their throats and up their asses.
Friday nights are great.  There is even some mild B and D". "What's B and
D?" I said.  "That's bondage and discipline".

He explained what that was and said let me show you.  He said for me to whip
him with his belt(not the black one in his car but the one that held up his
pants).  He told me not to worry that he really wanted it and I couldn't
hurt him.  I undid his belt.  He got down on the floor on his hand and knees
as I began to spank him with his own belt.  "Stop, that hurts" he cried.  I
continued as he told me he would beg for mercy which meant I should whip him
even harder.  "Ouch .  Sir please don't hit me any more".  I was supposed to
say something but had not gotten the hang of this role playing stuff yet.  I
just continued to whip is ass.  He rolled his massively fat body over.  I
could see he had a hard on.  I continued to whip him.  He started to moan
and said "I'm cumming".  He blew his load in his pants.  He got up and went
to the bathroom.  I followed and helped him clean his cock and clean some of
the cum from his shorts.   "I always wanted to get whipped by a black man.
While I'm whipping some of the prisoners I get a hard on and wish that they
would sometimes return the favor.  But can't get involved in this county.
Come over to my place next week.  I want that big black dick up my ass.
Ever fuck a guy?". "No".  "Don't be nervous I'll explain what you should do".

The Sheriff came by my house  the next day and said "read this before you
come over".  It was a book about a black guy raping a white police officer.
The Sheriff had written some stuff in the book that he wanted me to do.  One
of the things written throughout the book was "don't forget to use grease".  

The next week I went to the Sheriff's house at nightfall.  I was hoping he
would not be home.  I was extremely nervous.  I rang the door bell.  He
showed.   Damn I thought, he's home.  He looked extremely appealing, wearing
his dress uniform with boots so shiny I could see the nightlights reflecting
form them.  All his medals and commendations decorated his uniform which was
neatly pressed.  The creases showed clearly.  The new hat he was wearing was
round with a tassel hanging from it.  It finally dawned on me that he had
dressed up for me.  "Come in. Let me show you around".  As he showed me
around I wondered how someone on a Sheriff salary could afford such a large
house until I remembered the rumors of him taking payoffs from people who
wanted to run secret gambling and prostitution rings.  We finally reached
the bedroom where I was supposed to whip him with the belt that he usually
reserved for others.  On cue I grabbed his arm, twisted it and wrestled him
to the ground.  He fell down quite easily.  I could never wrestle someone
his size to the ground without their cooperation.  "What are you doing.
Stop you're hurting my arm" he said as I held him on the floor twisting his
arm.  "Shut up" I said.  "You think you are so mean and bad. I'm going to
show you just who's bad around here".  "Let me up or you going to be in
trouble".  "Not a chance.  Not until I whip you ass like you whipped so many
people who didn't deserve it".  "Please let me up".  "No".  I reached from
his famous belt, let went his arm and proceed to whip him as hard as I
could.  The belt as it struck his ass made a load  whacking sound.  "Stop.
Please stop" he said.  "I'll stop if you do whatever I say"was my reply.
"Anything.  Just tell me what to do.  I'll do anything".  With that I turned
the big white man over, sat on his chest, unzipped my pants and inserted my
cock in his mouth.  "Suck it".  "Please don't make me suck your cock".
"Suck or I whip your ass".  He opened his mouth and started to suck.  He was
deliberately bad.  "You must like me whipping your ass with my belt.  Suck
my dick right or I whip you some more".  "No please don't whip me anymore".
"Then suck me right".  He started sucking again.  Again being deliberately
bad.  "I see you want the belt again".  I pick up the belt and started to
whip him as he lay on his back.  "No stop.  I'll suck you right".  "You had
you chance".  "No please stop give me another chance".  I looked down and
the Sheriff had such a stern hard on that it stood up almost straight
eventhough he still was fully dressed.  I hoped he wouldn't cum as I just
now started to like what I was doing.  A young black guy whipping a fat
southern Sheriff.  What irony.  I started to really get into the swing of
things.  "Listen white boy. I'm going to get naked and I want you to suck my
dick right or else".  "Yes sir".  I undressed sat on his bed and watched as
he crawled up between my legs and started to suck.  This time he was good.
He licked and suck my dick with much enthusiasm.  I couldn't hold back.  I
blew as massive load that made him gag as he tried to swallow it .  He
spilled some.  "Was that ok sir?" he said looking up at me puppy dog like.
"I'm not thru with you yet".  I went to the bathroom to get clean.

When I returned he was lying on the floor still in floor shiny new uniform
rubbing his dick.  "Did I tell you to do that?  Look's like you want the
belt again".  "No please. Don't".  I grabbed the belt and starting to swing
it with gusto.  He kept begging me to stop. I said "ok. get up lean over
that chair and drop your pants".  "What are you going to do?".  "Just shut
up and drop your pants".  I grabbed the grease from the stand next to the
bed and lubricated my dick and his ass.  "No stop I can't possibly take a 10
inch black dick".  "Want the belt again?".  "No please I don't want that".
Here he departed somewhat from the script in that he spread is own ass
cheeks to receive my dick.  This betrayed the fact that he wanted it so
badly that he couldn't wait.  I penetrated slowly at first.  "No it's too
big.  Please stop".  I continued moving in and out of his ass.  With each
thrust sinking my dick farther into is nice plump but surprisingly firm ass.
I had about 9 inches in when he started to moan in estascy. We were both too
hot to continue acting.  "Yes give me that big black dick" he said.  "Relax
I'm going to give you the final inch".  "Give it to me please".  With that I
thrusted wildly and blew another load of cum.  We went to the bathroom and
got cleaned up.

As we sat on his couch in the living room engaging in small talk I said
"Sheriff can I ask you a favor".  "Sure anything".  "Can I suck your dick?".
"Have you sucked a dick before?".  "No but you seem to enjoy it and
everytime  I have been sucked the person doing it seems to enjoy it.  I want
to give it a try". "Ok" he said as he undid his zipper and pulled own his
pants to expose a nice hard 8 inch dick.  "Be careful.  I haven't blown a
load in a while and if you've never tasted cum it can be a surprise if you
are not ready for it".  With that I sucked his dick just as  he told me how
to do it.  Up and down I went.  Licking his dick and balls.  He put his
hands on my head and moved it up and down on his dick.  It didn't take long
for him to cum.  What a load.  I spilled lots of it but I loved the
experience.  His cum was delicious.  Before I left he said "you should come
to the police convention with me next week.  The guys there have never had a
black man and certainly never had a cock as big as yours.  You'll be a big
hit.  I'll pay for the trip and clear it with your parents".  "OK".  I knew
my parents would never so no to the Sheriff as he made some sort of lie
about taking me to a basketball summer camp for a week.
End of Part I