The Sheriff 1

Eric was fed up.

This was supposed to be a relaxing getaway, a weekend trip at the cabin they bought two years ago and now rarely had time for.

He had planned it down to the last detail. He took two days off from his law firm, arranged to have the cabin cleaned and stocked, packed their bags and filled the car with gas.

He woke Benett slowly, kissing him along his jaw and nibbling that sensitive spot just below his ear that drove his husband wild.

Benett groaned. Eric trailed kisses along his cheek and felt the corner of his mouth curl into a smile.

"I have a surprise for you." He whispered.

Benett opened one eye, "A surprise? It's not my birthday."

"No, it's not. But we haven't spent much time together lately and I just wrapped up my case, so I decided we would go to the cabin for a long weekend!"

Benett lifted his head. "You decided, Master?" There was amusement in his voice!

"Yes, I did. You have 30 minutes to shower and dress. Don't be late. I'd hate to start our trip with a punishment." He brought his palm down on his husband's ass to emphasize his point. Benett groaned sexily but threw the covers off.

25 minutes later, they were on their way.

T2hr ride to the cabin was lovely. The flowering trees were in full bloom and the air was clear and sweet once they were out of the city. Eric had planned for everything, well, except for Benett's phone.

"Benett, put that away. This is about us spending time together."

"Shelly is telling me about the dom she met at the club last night. She really likes her."

"Benett," Eric growled lowly, "put it away."

But 5 miles later, Benett couldn't resist the constant pings and was soon texting back.

"Put. It. Away." Eric emphasized each word clearly. Benett slid the phone into his pocket, but almost immediately pulled it out again.

"I'm just going to read a book." He said, as he swiped the screen.

"No texting, Benett."

"I won't. Just opening my Kindle App."

Eric sighed and laid his hand on Benett's knee. He was happy his case had ended and they could have this time together but he sensed that Benett wasn't as excited as he was.

Eric pulled into a small store.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Yes, please. A coke, lite ice."

"I'll be just a minute. No texting."

A few minutes later, he looked out the window as he stood in line and saw Ben obviously engrossed in texting someone, his thumbs flying over the phone's screen. He paid for the drinks and walked to his car. He stood outside the passenger door and waited. Finally, Benett looked up and jumped, guilt written all over his face.

Eric walked to his side of the car and got in.

As they drove away, Ben fidgeted nervously. Eric let the tension build. Finally Ben spoke.

"Are you going to punish me?"

Eric barked out a short laugh.

"What do you think?"

"Yes?"

"Yes."

A few miles later, Eric slowed the car and turned onto a small cutoff. He stopped the car and wordlessly got out. Benett knew better than to open his door and get out. He waited.

Eric opened the passenger door and looked down at his husband.

"You may get out."

As Ben complied, Eric instructed, "stand at the back, lower your pants and briefs. Since you deliberately disobeyed me, I'm going to give you 15 spanks. Bend over the trunk with your hands stretched out." Eric opened the trunk to remove his paddle.

As he returned to Ben, he heard a car pull up. He turned to see a Sheriff getting out of an unmarked vehicle.

"Hello, I'm Sheriff Scott. Is everything okay here?"

Eric looked at the other man. He was tall. Six five at least, broad and muscled, with a deep tan. His chiseled face was firm with kind, knowing eyes.

"I'm just preparing to give some much needed discipline to my husband, Sheriff."

Sheriff Scott looked over at the half naked man stretched over the trunk. Benett was built like the swimmer that he was, medium build with small, lean muscles. He let his eye travel from the head of curly, soft hair down to his rounded, firm ass, and nodded appraisingly.

"Well, the roadside really isn't the place for such business. I have a prisoner in custody in need of some...similar attention. I was just taking him up the road to my farm to use my woodshed. Why don't you follow me and get this job done right?"

Eric agreed, and ordered Benett to dress and get back in the car. He strode to the Sheriff and stretched his hand out. Eric Murphy. My husband is Benett."

"Andrew Scott. Follow me."

They drove another mile before turning onto a gravel road with rows of trees on either side. They followed the road to a beautiful farm with a big house, a barn and several out buildings. As Eric and Ben waited, Andrew opened the backdoor of his cruiser and helped a young man out. He was slightly built, with sandy hair and wore tight jeans and boots. He held his head down and was handcuffed. Eric felt his cock stir at the sight.

Andrew led them into a small, innocent looking shed. Inside, however, was a different matter. The floor was hardwood and spotless. There were 2 sawhorses, with leather shackles on each side for feet, and hands. On the walls were belts, canes, floggers, a tawse, and several razor straps. It was cool and comfortable yet Eric felt sweat drip down his back. He was half hard just from looking around.

Andrew finally addressed the man with him, as he uncuffed him. "Strip, Marcus and go to the sawhorse."

Marcus rubbed his wrists, then complied without a sound.

Andrew turned to Eric. "Do you want to go first?"

Eric turned to Ben. "Strip." He said firmly, then turned to the sheriff. "No, I'd like to see your technique. He smiled.

Andrew went to his prisoner and strapped him down. Then he opened a drawer, removed a large butt plug and a bottle of lube.

As he returned to Marcus, Eric asked, "what's all that for?"

Andrew smiled wolfishly, "I get really turned on, so after his punishment, I'm going to fuck him. This will get him ready."

"You can do that with a prisoner?"

"Not normally but this prisoner is also my husband, and I caught him speeding for the third time this month."

Eric strapped Ben to the sawhorse, then watched as Andrew lubed his finger and slid it into Marcus. The smaller man groaned as his large husband slid a second finger in and began to stretch him. He pushed his hips back what little he could, and cried out as Andrew hit his prostate. "Sheriff." It came out as a moan.

Andrew removed his fingers from his husband's ass and poured lube on the plug, sliding it into place and making Marcus moan as he moved the device around. He stepped back and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Eric looked surprised. "What are you doing?"

"I like to do this without clothes. I can swing my arms easier and I don't have to waste time removing my pants before I fuck him. You should do the same."

Eric nodded and began to remove his clothes. As he lay them in a pile when he was done, he looked up at the gorgeous lawman and gasped when he saw the other man's cock. It was huge. Eric wasn't small in that department but this man was easily the biggest he'd ever seen.

"Fuck. How big is that thing?"

Andrew took hold of his meaty cock and gave it a stroke. "11 inches right now, but it'll be close to 13 once I'm hard."

Eric openly stared. "It's beautiful. But I bet it's a mouthful."

Andrew stilled his hand and looked up at Eric.

"Why don't you come over here and give it a try?" He smirked.

"Wh-what?"

Andrew walked to the other dom and put his hand on his bare shoulder. With his other hand he reached down and stroked Eric's cock. His gaze was predatory.

"Get on your knees."

He pushed gently and Eric sank to his knees, eager to put his mouth on that huge cock.

"Suck." Andrew said.

Eric opened his mouth as wide as it would go and wrapped his lips around the taller man's big cock. It tasted clean and smelled manly. He rubbed his tongue along the underside and began to suck. After a moment, he reached up with one hand and gently grabbed the sheriff's weighty balls. They were huge and heavy with cum. He squeezed slightly and the sheriff groaned. From behind him, Marcus cried out, "sheriff!", in a high, tense voice. Andrew looked behins him at his husband. He was rocking his hips with quick, jerky motions, trying fruitlessly to get some friction to his hard cock. Eric let go of the cock in his mouth and stood up. He chuckled, "i think your needed!"

The big man went to the wall and picked up a thick razor strap. Returning to Marcus, he placed his hand on the small of his back. "You were told when I let you off with a warning thst I wouldn't be so lenient next time. I'm giving you 20 licks for speeding and one for each of the 25 miles you were over the limit. That's 45 total.

Marcus strained, "yes sir."

Andrew swung and the crack of the strap reverberated through the small shed. A red mark appeared on Marcus tight ass. He swung again and another mark appeared. By the fifth hit Marcus cried out. By the fifteenth, he screamed with each hit. At 25, Andrew paused. He looked over at Eric, who was stoking his hard cock and watching the punishment.

"Is your boy vocal when you discipline him?"

"Very." Eric laughed.

"Good. When I finish these last 20, you get started right away. I want to hear your boy while I'm fucking mine."

With that, he went back to the task at hand, his strokes getting harder. Marcus was crying loudly now. By the last ten, he was begging and asking his husband to stop.

"You brought this on yourself. I'm not stopping until I'm done. In fact, I've a good mind to tack on 20 more for shaming me by having to hear about it from my deputy."

"Noooo!" Marcus cried out.

Andrew laughed deeply as he delivered the last 2 swings. Marcus round ass was red and swollen, with thick welts. His husband dropped the strap, looked at Eric and said, "Begin."

As Eric brought the paddle down on Benett's ass, Andrew pulled the plug from Marcus, gripped his hips and drove his massive cock into him. He groaned and began to thrust in and out.

Eric counted to 15, dropped the paddle and opened Ben up as quickly as he could. He slid into Ben's heat with a groan and was soon pounding away.

Andrew came with a shout, shooting 6 long streams of cum inro Marcus, but he didn't even slow down. Before Eric came at all Andrew came again, filling his husband with his sperm. On his third orgasm, he brought his thick hand down on Marcus tender ass, making him shout.

Eric was shocked when his first orgasm hit. He hadn't felt it coming. He rode it out and paused for a moment, then began to thrust again.

Marcus began to plead, "Sheriff, please, please."

"Don't you dare cum, boy." Eric growled. "Bad boys don't get to cum."

He pulled out and went around the sawhorse, pulling Marcus head up, he thrust into his mouth and began to fuck his face.

Benett had stopped crying and was moaning loudly but not saying a word.

Eric gripped his husband's shoulders and thrust hard as he came a second time.

On the other side of the shed, Andrew came again.

"How many times can you come?" Eric gasped out, still pushing into Ben's sweet ass.

"On a day like tthis? Six or seven. I'm pretty worked up. You want to switch?"

"Yeah, sure."

Eric walked to Marcus and slid into him as Andrew reached Ben and gently thrust his big tool into Ben. He paused, giving the smaller man time to adjust to his size, then quickly reached a brutal pace, pounding this new channel with fervor. Ben cried out in ecstasy as cum shot out of his cock in several streams onto the hardwood floor. He gasped and writhed as pleasure shot through him. Eric gave a low groan as he came, adding his essence to what was already dripping from Marcus well used hole.

As Eric's cock began to soften, he stared at the cum cooling on the floor. Benett looked up briefly.

"Permission to speak, master?"

"Explain."

"I couldn't help it. I tried not to cum. I tried to ask for permission. But it happened so fast."

Andrew laughed, still thrusting into Ben.

"It's not entirely his fault. With my size, it's nearly impossible to avoid the prostate. And my girth really stretches those muscles and affects the nerve endings. It's happened to Marcus too."

Andrew sped up his thrusts and after a few moments he came a final time and slid out of Benett.

After he came down from his orgasms, he said, "That was hot." He smiled. "How far are you two going?"

Eric gestured toward the hills outside and said, "we own a cabin half an hour further up the mountain. We're staying a few days."

Andrew grinned. "We should really get together while you're here."

"I think we'd like that. I definitely have to taste that big cock again!"