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Please note that this story is fiction and takes place in the imagination of the writer, nothing that is written ever happened. My fictional characters may or may not practice safe sex, however these are merely words and I would always advocate the practice of safe sex in the real world. Some of my fictional characters” actions may not also be legal in all places in the world, and my fictional stories are not meant encourage any reader to break any of their local laws. Anything can happen in our imaginations but in the real world we are bound by restrictions. Play safe.

Cockaigne Chronicles is a new series set in the fictional town of Cockaigne where the laws are different, and anything can happen. Social nudity and sexual interaction are nothing to be ashamed of and the moral limitations that inhibit us don”t inhibit the residents of Cockaigne.

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Farmer Doug Gets into Trouble
by David Heulfryn

Cockton Farm has been in my family for generations. I don”t hold with the new name they gave the town when they created that fucking deviant place, Cockaigne. I was at every planning meeting objecting and also put in formal written objections, but it did no good. All those social parasites on the local council could see was the money they would get by freeing up the land.

But the worst part of the whole saga was the compulsory purchase order an officious young lawyer served me on my own doorstep. They wanted some of my farm to build their monstrosity of a deviant experiment.

I spent a fortune on lawyers trying to keep hold of my land, but I lost.

My two sons comforted me when everything was lost, and I held that final appeal decision in my hands. They hadn”t seen me cry like this since their dear mother died over ten years ago.

But those bastards on the council decided to rub salt into my wounds, they allowed me to keep one small strip of land within the new Cockaigne boundary. Because of that, I would be forced to adhere to their deviant rules while I worked that land.

Despite the loss in revenue I would suffer, I vowed never to farm that pitiful excuse for land.

That was until I was issued an enforcement notice.

That bastard council were now going to force me to farm that strip of land. While they were building their little estate for exhibitionists, they didn”t care. But now the population was moving in they wanted the place to start looking better, and a field of wheat looks so much nicer than a fallow field of weeds.

By this time, my two boys were of an age where they had finished school and were helping out on the farm. My eldest, Archie, said that he and his brother, Leo, would look after that piece of land so that I didn”t have to cross the boundary. Unfortunately, all access routes to my land would go through the new town. The bastards had me cornered, no matter what.

In addition to my farmland, I was also the custodian of Dartos Woods. It was a protected area, so couldn”t be disturbed, and I was proud of that woodland as it was named after my family. My duty was to manage the woodland, cutting down dead trees, protecting new saplings and any wildlife it contained.

For a while, I thought things would work out fine, and we could co-exist peacefully. I didn”t bother them, and they didn”t bother me when I drove through their perverted town.

That was until I caught a group of young lads in Dartos Wood.

Looking back, they weren”t really doing any harm, they were just enjoying nature. But what incensed me was that all five of them were stark-bollock-naked. A couple of the lads had erections and were wanking themselves. They were just walking naked through the woods, slowly wanking themselves like it was perfectly normal.

But I was having none of it.

I raised my shotgun and fired a warning shot over their heads.

I heard them scream and watched them run.

I screamed at them, telling them that they couldn”t be in the woods exposing themselves. I yelled something about indecent exposure laws and let off another shot.

My second shot hit a tree, and a branch fell, hitting one of the boys.

The other boys stopped, trying to help their fallen comrade, but saw me running towards them with my shotgun in hand.

I saw the fright in their eyes, and they ran off screaming in fear, reluctantly leaving their friend behind.

In truth, once I saw the branch hit the boy, I ran to help him, concerned.

The boy was conscious but looked dazed.

I checked şişli travesti his head but saw no blood.

“Are you alright?” I asked the boy as I brushed his mousy brown hair away from his eyes.

“Yes, Sir.” He said and tried to get up.

I was surprised when he called me `Sir”, he was so polite and didn”t show any attitude which most teenagers his age would show. I would know, as my two boys showed me no end of attitude when they were his age. I didn”t actually know how old he was, but by the size of his cock and the patch of pubes above it, I would have said fourteen or fifteen.

“You stupid boy. What the hell do you think you were doing? This woodland is outside the boundary, normal rules apply here, you can”t be naked, and you certainly can”t go around wanking in the woods.”

“I wasn”t.” This boy wasn”t one of those sporting an erection and actually wanking, but it didn”t stop me admonishing him for what his friends were doing.

I held out my hand and helped him but once on his feet I let go and he fell straight back to the ground.

He tried to get back up again, but I told him to stay on the ground.

I brushed some leaves from his body.

“I feel so tired.” The boy said, and he tried to get back on his feet.

“Just stay down for the moment. If you hadn”t had started running, none of this would have happened.” I stopped him getting up. “Just take a few moments, and I”ll help you up when you feel strong enough.”

After letting him rest for a few minutes, I finally asked his name.

“Freddie.” The boy croaked at me.

“Do you think you can try and stand?” I asked.

Freddie struggled to get to his feet, again with my help. This time he managed to stay on his feet.

“Can you walk?” Freddie nodded to me. “I think you”d better come back with me, then I can drive you home.”

We walked to my quad bike, which I had left on the edge of the wood. I told him to climb on, and that I would sit behind him, that way, I would be able to make sure he didn”t fall off.

I felt the boy shiver as I sat behind him, his smooth skin coming into contact with my green wax jacket.

My two boys were lounging in the front room watching television when I walked in, holding up the naked teenager. It gave them quite a shock.

“Bloody hell, Dad!” Archie turned and noticed me struggling to hold the boy on his feet. He came over and helped me. We sat Freddie down on the sofa.

“Didn”t you get me a naked boy?” My smartass youngest grinned at me.

“Yours got away, Leo.” I retorted, “Now go and get him a glass of water.”

“What happened, Dad?” Archie asked.

“I found five naked boys in the woods; I fired a shot to scare them away…”

“You shot him!” Leo sounded alarmed as he came back with a glass of water for Freddie.

“I didn”t shoot anybody, Leo!” I took the glass from him and gave it to Freddie; he took small, deliberate sips.

“Carry on, Dad.” Archie glared at Leo for interrupting.

“Well, I must have hit an old tree as a branch gave way and fell on his head.”

Archie knelt in front of the boy and checked his head. I went to the sideboard and poured myself a large whiskey to settle my nerves.

“Look at my finger,” Archie said to Freddie and raised his finger. He moved it from side to side. Freddie”s eyes followed his finger. “He does have a nasty lump on his head.”

“I think he needs to see a doctor, just in case,” Leo said.

“Do you know his name?” Archie asked me.

“Freddie,” I said and took a long pull on my whiskey.

“I think we should take you to the Doc. Where do you live?” Archie asked Freddie.

“16 Buck”s Lane.” He stared into the middle of the room.

Archie took control of the situation as the shock took hold in me. He said he would take Freddie to the local doctor in Cockaigne, who looked after minor injuries; for any serious or urgent injuries our nearest `Accident I was the only one on the road. I turned on my indicator and pulled my old trusty Land Rover to the kerb.

I sat and waited for the officer to approach my driver”s side window; he was alone.

He tapped on the window, and I wound the window down and felt the cold evening air into my car.

“I”m so glad it”s me who stopped you. I”ve been waiting for this moment for several weeks.” The officer said to me.

I looked confused. “Is something wrong, Sir?”

“Is something wrong?” He smiled at me. “Is something wrong?” He let out a chuckle. “Well, to start with, your offside brake light is out. That means that I will have to serve you with a `vehicle defect rectification notice”.”

I tried to speak, but he wouldn”t beylikdüzü travesti let me.

“You will have 14 days from today to present your vehicle to the Cockaigne Security Station with the defect remedied.”

“I can sort that now.” I told him, “I carry spare bulbs in the back.” I made to get out of the car, but he didn”t move.

“Not so fast, Dougie!” He snarled at me.

“Do you know me?” I was taken aback that this young officer was being so familiar with me.

“I certainly know your reputation and how you think you are above the law around here.”

I furrowed my brow, unsure what he was talking about.

“Get out the car, Dougie.” He instructed me.

I obliged and faced the young officer; he was slightly shorter than me and not as bulky.

“Arms out. I need to frisk you.”

“What for?” I raised my arms for him.

“I believe you might be carrying a weapon.”

I sighed and lowered my arms. “If you know my name, you know I carry a shotgun, I have a permit.” I opened my jacket to get my wallet and show him my gun permit.

As quick as a flash, I was forcibly turned around and slammed against the side of my car, my hands pulled behind me, and I felt them being bound.

“Wait!” I tried to reason with the young man. “The shotgun is locked in the car. Don”t over-react.”

The young man turned me around and had a wide grin on his face. “Don”t over-react!” He sounded incredulous. “You should take your own advice.”

I had no idea what was going on, or what was the young man”s problem, and it showed on my face.

“Perhaps I should tell you who I am.” He paused a moment. “I”m Officer Andy Noble.”

He waited for me to say something, like I should have recognised his name.

“I believe you”ve met my younger brother.” He looked like he was going to snarl. “Freddie!”

Oh, shit. The boy I injured. “Is he alright?” I asked, concerned that he”d taken a turn for the worse.

“Physically, he”s fine. But he is now shit scared of going out. Thanks to you.”

“He shouldn”t have been there.” I said defensively, “He was bollock naked outside the boundary. He shouldn”t have been.”

“He”s a kid, fifteen. In a deserted wood, it”s not like he was in a built-up area. He should be able to go into the woods and enjoy nature.”

“But…” I tried to defend myself.

“Where they damaging the woodland?” He asked.


“Were they doing anything illegal?”

“They were naked!”

“That is not fucking illegal!” He shouted in my face. “Not here and not out there. You are a fucking menace.”

I glared at him, defiantly.

“I made Freddie a promise that if I ever came across you, I would give you what you deserved.”

After injuring his younger brother, I was lucky not to be prosecuted. “What was that?”

“I”ve spent weeks fantasising what I would do to you. Fucking you raw was top of my list, but that wouldn”t be legal, even here.”

I felt relieved; I had no desire to be fucked, no desire for any sexual contact of any sort with another male.

“But all I can legally do is give you the maximum penalty for this minor offence, 28 days enforced nudity and a level two cock ring.”

He reached behind me and released my bound hands.

“Now strip!” He demanded.

“Fuck off!” I yelled back at him.

“Either you strip, or I cut your clothes off you.” I noticed his hand hovered above his TASER.

I relented.

So this was what it was like to be living in this town. I slowly started to take my clothes off.

“I only have to be naked when inside Cockaigne? Right?” I queried, hoping for a get-out clause. If I stayed at home for 28 days, or just worked on the farm, I could wear clothes.

“Legally, yes. But before you pass the boundary, you must be naked or else you would be liable for additional punishment. And I will be checking.”

I was glad of the get-out clause.

“But,” the young officer continued, “I would hope that you would accept the spirit of the punishment and stay naked for the full 28 days.”

I thought for a moment, “We”ll see.” I carried on taking my clothes off.

Officer Andy took my clothes and stuffed them into a clear plastic bag, saying that I would get them back after the 28 days when I was to report to the Security Station to confirm the end of my sentence.

That”s at least twice I would have to venture back into Cockaigne, once to prove my brake light was working and once to pick up my clothes.

I watched the young officer as I stood in my loose boxer shorts.

“You can tell you”re istanbul travesti not a resident here, wearing such underwear as those.” He pointed to my boxer shorts. “I will need those as well. I hope they”re clean.” He chuckled to himself.

Although I may not agree with parading around town naked, I”m not ashamed of my body and didn”t hesitate to pull down my boxers.

I enjoyed the look on the young man”s face when he looked at what my baggy underwear was hiding.

“If I had that swinging between my legs, I would show it off at any opportunity.”

“Well, that”s the difference between me and you lot that live in this perverted town. At least I show a bit of common decency.”

Officer Andy snarled at me again and pushed me backwards, against the side of my car. He grabbed my balls and squeezed tight. I winced, and a small tear came to my eye.

He lent in and breathed in my ear. “You had better start to learn to respect your neighbours. There is nothing perverted about our town, if you lived here properly, you would soon learn. But in the meantime,” he squeezed my balls tight again. “you”d better show the proper respect.”

I regretted being so confrontational when Andy spun me around again and bound my hands behind my back, again.

I stood in silence, not wanting to antagonise him any further.

Andy took out a metal ring from his pocket and knelt in front of me.

I felt him touch my cock. It had been years since someone else had touched me and my cock grew excited with the touch. I”d been living a celibate life since my wife died with my only release coming from my own hand.

“That must be nearly ten fucking inches,” Andy said when I got to my hardest.

I don”t think he was supposed to, but he started to stroke my cock. I groaned.

It wasn”t long before I shot my load over Andy”s shirt.

As my head was recovering from my orgasm, Andy forced my balls through the ring. It was now tight around my junk and seemed to keep my cock permanently half hard.

“Now that is the last time you will cum in the next 28 days. Unless you know the secret.” Andy got to his feet and winked at me.

I didn”t believe him, all I had to do was wank, and I would cum, I usually came easily and quickly. Little did I realise how right he would be.

Andy reached into my car and took my keys which I”d left in the ignition. He locked my car and started walking back to his patrol car.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I yelled after him.

He turned and smirked at me. “My shift is over, and I need to change out of my cum covered clothes.”

“What about me?”

“I suggest that you start walking back home before it starts to get dark.”

“Well, you and your fucking deviant brother can go to hell!” I spat at him, my face red with anger.

Andy came over to me, pulling his baton from his belt.

He tapped it against my balls; I grunted in pain. He tapped again, a little harder. I bent double in pain and felt my stomach wrench; I tried not to vomit.

Andy turned me around and put his hand on the back of my head, he pressed hard so that I remained bent double.

I felt his baton against my backside and then force its way between my buttocks.

“No!” I cried as I felt the blunt end rest against my virgin hole.

I felt him push harder.

“Don”t!” I pleaded.

He pushed even harder.

“I”m begging you!” I blubbed and begged like a child.

I felt more pressure against my anus, I”m not sure it could withstand any more.

Then I felt Andy pull his baton away, and he released me.

I fell to the ground, crumpled.

“Next time your virgin cunt will get popped. And I will expect to see you at my house on Saturday morning to make a full and sincere apology to Freddie. And you better be fucking naked, or I will lock you in 3C where every inmate will take great pleasure in fucking you raw.”

Andy left me on the ground, and I heard his patrol car drive passed me.

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