Being Black Can Hurt

By Chris Johns

Published on Nov 16, 2010

Gay

Being Black Can Hurt

Part 3

More fun for Treano

Monday was a good day. My success on the track made a whole load of difference to the way my class mates treated me, and of course, the members of the athletic squad made a fuss of me as well. No doubt about it, having a bunch of seniors looking out for you doesn't hurt at all.

I couldn't make up my mind what to do about the other guys that had raped me, I knew I couldn't let them get away with it but I didn't know what to do. I bumped into Sean in between classes and took him to the toilet.

"Drop my pants Sean and give me a blowjob, swallow all my cum. Then I want you to drop your pants and underwear as well and bend over the toilet."

Once I was dressed, I took my belt off and doubled it over making it short enough to use in a restricted space. I plastered his ass with ten hard strokes. He didn't make a sound but when I walked out a junior was looking at me.

"Nothing to worry about, that senior," pointing at the cubicle, "Just needed some discipline."

The kid's jaw dropped as he saw Sean emerge rubbing his butt.

A second piece of humiliation rendered. I thought this might be fun. I realised I could do this sort of thing all the time. The big one I had decided was the barn again with all the ones that had been there before, except Peter, and I was going to make them fuck each other until they couldn't get hardons anymore. I told Peter what I was planning.

"You can't let me off Lover. I think you should fuck me if you aren't going to include me with the others."

He was trying to look serious until I grinned.

"Would you really like me to?"

"I think I'd like you to try. I know you are huge but I can get hard just thinking about your monster sliding in and out of me."

My breathing had got quite shallow as I replied. The excitement at the thought of being a top to Peter was mind bending.

"I'd like to try as well Peter, but I'm sure I will hurt you so much."

"I've thought about that. My Mother is a doctor, I'm going to borrow a speculum from her and start opening myself up using that until I can get it open as wide as your cock. If I do it in stages we should be able to let you try by next weekend."

"How are you going to get it?"

"Oh, I'll just ask her, I expect she has more than one."

I was goggle eyed.

"What will you tell her?"

Peter looked at me as though I had asked him the secrets of the universe.

"The truth of course. My boyfriend has a huge penis and I want him to make love to me with it."

Then he laughed.

"I'll borrow it without her knowing you Klutz."

A good giggle and then back to classes.

I was looking forward to the next weekend. I guessed Mum and Dad would let Peter stay over. Didn't happen though, Peter asked me to stay over with him. He took me to my house on Friday after school for me to change and pick up clothes and money for the weekend.

His house was beautiful, very old and it looked like a plantation mansion from the Deep South.

"My great grandparents were southerners so when they moved here they built this house to remind them of home. When dad became the patriarch on the early death of my grandparents he totally renovated it and restored it to its former glory."

It was stupendous, but the south was synonymous with slavery and I wondered how many generations back Peter's family had been slave owners, so I asked.

"My great grandparents sold their plantation and moved north because they were so ashamed of the way blacks were treated, they ran the plantation with free men but that became uneconomical so they sold."

I was amazed.

We walked up the steps to the main doors which opened before we got there and this beautiful lady came out to greet us. She kissed Peter before turning to me to speak.

"You must be Treano, welcome to our home."

She took my hand and gave me a wonderful smile. I was lost she made me feel so special.

"Thank you Ma'am, it sure looks beautiful."

She turned and taking a hand of each of us she walked us inside chatting happily to Peter about his day. I dropped my bag in the entrance hall and walked with her through to a kitchen/ breakfast room where we were sat and offered milk and cookies.

"So this is the young man that has prompted the disappearance of my spare speculum is it?"

Peter and I both, nearly choked.

She laughed a lovely tinkling laugh that settled me very quickly, but I was still shocked. Peter was almost catatonic and couldn't say anything.

"Come along Darling, don't look so surprised. You have hardly spoken a complete sentence this week that didn't include the word Treano so when I needed my spare speculum, and I knew Treano was black I just put two and two together."

Peter started to blush then until he was almost purple.

"Don't you mind then Mum?"he said in a very strangled voice.

She looked at both of us before replying.

"Of course I mind, I would have liked grandchildren, but if you are gay, I'm so pleased that you have found such a beautiful young man to share your life with."

Again she looked at me and this time took my hand in hers.

"You be very gentle the first time if as I suspect you are typical of your race, you can do so much damage."

I wanted to crawl into a hole. This lady was telling me I could fuck her son but I had to be careful.

Peter teared up and without thinking I took his hand and squeezed it.

"If you know Mum, I guess Dad does. Is he terribly disappointed in me?"

She smiled, "Of course not silly, you are still our beautiful, clever son, why would he be disappointed? You didn't choose to be gay, Treano is just the catalyst that showed you your true self. Now, you both need to be careful so that you stay safe."

I just knew then that I was going to have a great weekend and that I had just found another set of parents.

"Now, I suggest you take your bag up to Peter's room, get your school assignments out of the way so that you can enjoy your weekend. Peter, one of you should use your study and the other one your father's. I am sure you will both need a computer."

Peter agreed and after we had put our clothes away he showed me to his father's study which was beautiful, flashed up his computer and printer and logged me in before leaving. I worked diligently, wanting to finish and be with my new love. I had just about achieved it when the door opened and this very imposing man walked in. He approached the desk puting out a hand as he did so.

"Hello Treano, I'm Peter Davenport, Peter's father."

I blushed a little and replied.

"Hello Sir, I'm pleased to meet you."

"When you are finished please join us in the salon. Peter is already finished."

He turned then and left.

The salon was enormous but very informal and comfortable. We all chatted for a little while about school and athletics. Peter gushed about how fast I was at the sprint and I praised his middle distance ability.

Peter senior spoke then.

"It sounds like these two are in a mutual admiration society Darling, doesn't it?"

Laughter and blushes before Peter's Dad got serious.

"Treano is three years younger than you Peter, you are honour bound now if you are serious lovers to look out for him."

"I know Dad, I didn't do a very good job to start with but I fully intend to from now on."

I was blushing furiously and even my colour couldn't cover my embarrassment.

"I would say that to Peter about any young friend of my son Treano, but in your case it goes double. Your father would never forgive me if I didn't make sure my son was looking after you."

I gulped, "Do you know my father then Sir?"

"Oh yes, it was at my instigation he was moved here. I wanted to work with him. You may not know it but your father is a seriously inspirational and gifted manager."

I knew then that this house was going to feel like home with my lover in it and parents that admired my parents.

We had a beautiful dinner and then to our delight we were told we could retire to Peter's room. We said very quick goodnight's before scampering up the stairs. In Peter's bedroom I noticed a tube of lubricant on his bedside table and he blushed when he saw it.

"That has to be my mother's doing," he said to me pointing at the object.

I giggled, "Well in that case let's get to work trying it." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A period of loving in Part4.

By the way, I have two photos of the boys as I perceive them to look. Let me know if you would like them and I will email them to you.

Next: Chapter 4


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