S-Barn part6
“Now, go over an’ get that long-handled rake,” Bob said, “an’ I’ll get his
can of grease.” Rich’s eyes widened, then he smiled. “Right. We’ll fix
the old fucker, won’t we?”
“You bet we will!”
Standing on the box he’d used to mount the hook a short time before, Bob
spread the dangling man’s buttocks, wincing from the stink. He spread a
thick coat of grease around the filthy asshole, then thrust his fingers
inside. Rich passed him the rake after smearing the bulb-shaped end
with the lubricant. It was a good two inches thick. Raising the thin
end toward the roof of the shed, Bob pressed the greasy bulb against the
farmer’s anus. He could feel the tissues tear as he shoved the handle in,
burying a good foot of it in the man’s bowel. A small amount of blood
seeped out around the wood. The farmer thrashed briefly in his stupor,
…End of the part6. To be continued..