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BLACKMALE (PART 14) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)

BLACKMALE (Part 14) BY: MOORE

Emma wept softly as she heard Cole close the bathroom door and turn on the shower. Her beautiful boy smelled of semen and she feared what it might mean. Emma was all too familiar with the smell and the stains left by semen. Her late husband often came home after a late night out, his clothes stained and the smell of semen wafting from his body. She shuddered to think that Cole was following in his dead father's footsteps.

Rod Parker, the local sheriff and Beau's childhood friend, had brought the terrible news of finding Beau's body at Sumner Creek. The official cause of death was a heart attack, but Emma suspected that Rod wasn't telling her everything. She was right.

Rod failed to mention that he had found Beau at dawn, laying on his back, naked, his swollen dick sticking up like a flag pole. Crusty bits of cum clung to his face and lips. Cum still oozing out of his wide open ass hole, adding to the large pool that was beginning to coagulate under his bloated nut sack. He also didn't mention the countless times he had driven Beau home after being fucked senseless by groups of black men and boys, or the times he had dragged Beau, naked, out of some shanty town bar where he'd spent hours on his knees, crawling from one black man to another, until he had sucked the cum out of every pair of black balls in the place. There was no need to burden the new widow with the fact that her late husband was a slave to black cock.

Emma suspected Rod was holding back, but she didn't pursue the matter, as Rod offered his condolences and said goodby. She knew all about Beau's addiction. Her husband of almost twenty years was dead. Hopefully, Emma thought, his bizarre sexual practices would be buried with him.

A virgin, but eager when she married, Emma learned on her wedding night that Beau was impotent. Alone at last in their new apartment the newlyweds embraced in their king sized bed. Beau grew hard and mounted his bride, but he lost his erection. He instructed her to push three fingers into his rectum. Repulsed at first, but eager to experience sexual intercourse; fucking as her naughty girl friends called it, she carefully slid one, then two, and finally three fingers easily into her husband's anus. Emma gasped as his penis touched the lips of her vagina, but Beau's erection died once again. Emma was frustrated. She was hot, wet and horny. She wanted to be fucked.

Beau sighed and left the bed. He had never slept, had sex with a woman, only boys and men. The marriage was his father's idea, he wanted a grandson to carry on the family name. Beau returned to bed carrying a huge black dildo which he handed to his wide eyed bride. She thought he was going to fuck her with it. Climb on top facing my feet and stick this in my ass he told her. Emma felt Beau's penis harden and penetrate her vagina as she positioned the dildo and penetrated her husband's ass. "Fuck me Emma, fuck me hard," Beau instructed as his balls tightened with orgasm and his sperm was released into his shocked wife. By this method Emma became pregnant and Cole was born two years later. Conception occurred while his father was being fucked by his mother with a ten inch black latex cock.

After Cole's birth, his duty to produce an heir complete, the couple ceased having sex. Beau moved into a bedroom suite in a separate wing of the large house where he could find solace on his knees, between the legs of a young black stud with a hard dick pumping a load of cum into his sucking mouth, or on his back, legs spread wide, for a black cock thrusting in and out of his well fucked cum filled pussy.

Unwilling to ask for a divorce and unwilling to commit adultery, Emma found solace for a time in prayer and in a small hand held vibrator. Yearning for something bigger to fill her needs, Emma remembered the big black dildo. Searching Beau's bedroom when he was in Memphis for a week of business meetings, Emma found the dildo stuck to a cardboard shoe box in the back of his closet. She pried the sticky dildo off the cover and set it aside to look inside the shoe box. Childhood mementos were on the top, report cards, a rabbits foot, school pictures, a pocket knife. Under all this stuff was a book with the word "Diary" on the cover. Beau's diary, Emma thought, as she turned to the first page and read.

"Dear Beau, Happy Birthday. We hope you will use this diary to write down your personal thoughts and dreams. All our love, Mom and Dad."

Emma flipped the page to find Beau's first entry, written in a childish hand.

August 23, 1971 Dear Diary,

Today is my 11th birthday and I'm supposed to write down private stuff that's in my mind. Sounds dumb but here goes. Grandma bought me a..

Emma read bits and pieces of Beau's sporadic entries.

September 3, 1971 Dear Diary,

Summer is over and school starts tomorrow. I hope I get Mrs. Collins for math cause Rod told me that she.....

December 21, 1971 Dear Diary,

Christmas vacation at last. Daddy said santa might bring a pony and....

April 24, 1972 Dear Diary,

Rod and me went fishing at the creek and some of the older boys jumped in without a bathing suit. Rod says its skinny dipping and...

June 17, 1972 Dear Diary,

Summer vacation at last. Daddy said we can go to Disney Land for my birthday and if I.....

August 23, 1972 Dear Diary,

My 12th birthday and like daddy promised we're going to Disney Land. I wish I was older so I could have my own hotel room and .....

November 3, 1972 Dear Diary,

School is ok this year. The Halloween party was good. I wore a pirate costume. The colored boy in my class.....

Emma had tears in her eyes as she read Beau's entries for 1971 and 1972. Family, friends, school, parties, what happened to that innocent boy? Emma turned to the first entry for 1973.

January 10, 1973 Dear Diary,

We had a freak snowstorm so everything was closed. School too. Luke who lives next door slept over because his parents got stuck in Memphis. I'm not sure if I should write the next part cause he said not to tell but maybe I can since no body reads this stuff except me. Luke has hair around his penis and he can make it get big and make white stuff shoot out. He showed me how to jerk off but I didn't get any bigger and nothing came out. He said to keep practicing.

January 22, 1973 Dear Diary,

Luke asked me at school today if I been practicing. I told him I was. He asked me to play basketball with him and his friends after school. I wish I had a cool older brother like Luke.

February 13, 1973 Dear Diary,

Mom said I could go to the Valentine party at Luke's house and sleep over on Friday. My first boy and girl party. Luke is my best friend. I think I love him.

February 17, 1973 Dear Diary,

The party was lots of fun even if I had to dance with girls. Mary Sue kept trying to kiss me. Ugh. This next part is very very private. I slept in Luke's room and we took a shower at the same time together. Luke said guys in high school shower together after gym and jerk off together so we should do it. So we did right in the shower.

Emma grew wide eyed as she read further.

We got all soapy and started to jerk off and then Luke put his hand on my penis and he put my hand on his big penis and right away his white stuff came out. Luke put my penis in his mouth. It felt so good. My legs shook and my body got all tight. I warned Luke I was going to pee but he kept moving his head and sucking and stuff came out into his mouth. I was afraid Luke would be mad but he was laughing and said I came. Then he said it was my turn to suck. If I was his friend I would do it but I was afraid cause his penis is so big so I didn't want to do it and I started to cry.

Emma closed the diary with a trembling hand. She repacked the shoebox and returned it to the closet. Diary, and dildo, in hand she went to check on Cole before returning to her bedroom. Seduced by on older boy she thought, poor Beau.

Emma washed the sticky dildo in lots of soapy hot water. Another time, she thought as she put the ten inch black latex cock on her night table. Cole was sound asleep in his crib. Beau's diary was waiting.

March 2, 1973 Dear Diary,

Luke hasn't talked to me for weeks. I think he's mad cause I didn't suck his penis in my mouth. Maybe I should do it so he'll be my pal again. I miss all the fun stuff we used to do. Rod is busy all the time helping his daddy and Luke hates me. I have no friends.

March 19, 1973 Dear Diary,

I don't know why I keep doing this stupid diary. If anybody ever reads it they'll think I'm crazy. I tried to talk to Luke. Tell him I would suck his penis if he wanted but he wouldn't listen.

April 12, 1973 Dear Diary,

Maybe I am crazy cause I keep writing. Jerking off every night now and cumming and making sperm. Rod's older brother explained it to us. I wish I had an older brother. I wish Luke was my pal again. I'm such a dummy to lose a friend like Luke.

June 15, 1973 Dear Diary, Summer vacation at last. Hair is finally growing above my prick. Nobody calls it a penis anymore. Its a prick or cock or a dick. I think mine is getting bigger too and its making more sperm and I tasted it. God I hope nobody ever reads this diary. I tasted some and its sort of ok. Salty and the taste stayed in my mouth until I brushed my teeth.

June 28, 1973 Dear Diary, Is it possible to get addicted to jerking off and sperm. In hygiene class Mr. Witherspoon warned us about heroin and drugs. How once you start taking drugs you can't stop. I can't stop jerking off and I can't stop eating my cum. The taste is so good I don't brush my teeth after.

Emma shuddered as the memory of Beau sucking his cum out of her vagina came back. Like a good wife, she had tried sucking Beau to erection while he played with the black dildo. He had cum in her mouth. She thought the taste was awful.

July 16, 1973 Dear Diary, Went skinny dipping today at the creek. Its fun being naked outside. Luke was there but he's still mad at me. I miss not being his friend. I should have sucked his cock like he wanted when I had the chance. I kind of wonder what his cum tastes like. Ben Grant is his best pal now. I'm jealous cause Luke takes him in his car. Never going to lose a friend again because he wants me to suck him.

July 30, 1973 Dear Diary,

Skinny dipping at the creek and Walt had a magazine with pictures of a naked lady with a prick in her mouth. Cock sucking like Luke did to me and like I should have done to Luke. I wonder how she gets all that cock in her mouth. The guys were jerking off and cum was flying all over. I think pricks look nicer then cunts.

July 31, 1973 Dear Diary,

I had a dream last night that I was in Luke's shower and I was sucking his cock and I swallowed all of his cum. It woke me up. My dick was so hard I shot my load.

August 18, 1973 Dear Diary,

Only Luke and Ben were at the creek when I got there. Ben didn't see me cause he was on his knees with his back to me. Luke saw me and smiled. Ben was sucking and kissing Luke's cock and balls and must have liked it cause he was jerking off while Luke was sliding his dick in and out of his mouth. My dick got hard and I jerked off.

August 24, 1973 Dear Diary,

A teenager at last. My 13th birthday was yesterday. Luke came to my party and he was nice to me for the first time in a very long time. I got a boner when he shook my hand and asked me if I liked watching his personal cocksucker at work. My face got all hot and these exact words just came out of my mouth. I'll suck you Luke. And he said. Let you know faggot.

August 31, 1973 Dear Diary,

It's been a week and Luke hasn't called. I looked up faggot in my Webster Dictionary. A faggot is a bundle of sticks or twigs. Makes no sense. Will he get mad if I call him?

September 3, 1973 Dear Diary,

Still no call from Luke and I'm going nuts. I'm dreaming about him every night and jerking off every day thinking about sucking his dick. I've been practicing with a five inch cucumber to see how much I can get in my mouth without gagging.

September 5, 1973 Dear Diary,

I called him today and he's leaving for college on Saturday. I started to cry like a baby. He asked me why I was crying so I told him everything. My dreams and jerking off and how much I wanted to kiss his prick and lick his balls and feel his dick in my mouth and drink his cum and my practicing and I was sorry I didn't suck him at the valentine party and please give me another chance. Luke didn't say anything and then he laughed and said he already had Ben for a personal cocksucker and hung up.

September 6, 1973 Dear Diary,

I went to Luke's house and his mother let me go up to his room so Luke had to see me. I told him I wanted to be his personal cocksucker instead of Ben. He laughed and said Ben was a very good cocksucker and Ben could swallow almost all of his seven inch dick and Ben could fit two balls in his mouth at the same time and that Ben took care of his friends too. Ben, Ben, Ben. I'm going to kill Ben the next time I see him. I promised Luke if he gave me a chance I would suck him better than Ben. He said we'll just have to wait and see if I was a bigger fag then Ben.

September 14, 1973 Dear Diary,

The first day of junior high school. I saw Ben today getting into a car when school was over. I'm not really going to kill him, just be a bigger fag so that when Luke comes home I can be his personal cocksucker. I looked up fag and it means a school boy who acts as a servant to another. I guess that's ok if I'm going to be his cocksucker I can be his fag too. Strange about Ben cause he squeezed into the back seat of the car with three other guys and took off all his clothes.

September 20, 1973 Dear Diary,

Four inches without gagging. Got a ways to go if I'm going to suck all of Luke's seven inch dick into my mouth. Mom asked dad if he ate the last cucumber at lunch. I almost chocked to death on the coke I was drinking.

September 30, 1973 Dear Diary,

Five inches yesterday and six inches today. I got passed something in the back of my throat at the five inch mark so six went in easy. Relax, breathe through your nose and open wide. Maybe someday I'll write a book on how to suck a big cock. The clerk in the fruit store gave me a funny look when I asked for the biggest cucumbers she had. Told her its for a science project as she bagged two long and fat ones. I hope Luke's prick isn't fatter around than six inches.

Emma looked at the ten inch dildo on her night table and would have laughed if she wasn't reading the words of the father of her son. Beau had easily swallowed that ten inch fake cock.

October 4, 1973 Dear Diary,

Nearly choked to death when it broke in my mouth. Jerking off with eight inches of cucumber lodged in your throat is not a good idea. I've got to learn not to bite down when I cum.

October 23, 1973 Dear Diary,

Chicago is fun and I'm even missing a few days of school. Dad was busy with meetings so this morning I was able to get to the adult bookstore I found in the phone book. It took all my nerve and most of my money but I bought it. Now I can't wait to get home and try it out.

November 1, 1973 Dear Diary,

My cucumber days are over. The ten inch latex prick I got in Chicago feels so good sliding in and out of my mouth and all the way into my throat. If sucking a real cock feels this good I'm going to be sucking a lot of cock. A real prick has got to taste and smell better too.

November 8, 1973 Dear Diary,

Saw Ben today after the pep rally for the high school football team. He was going into the locker room with the team. Ben is always hanging out with the older guys. I wonder if he hears from Luke.

November 12, 1974 Dear Diary,

I've been practicing my cocksucking skills in front of the big mirror in my room. I figured out a way to attach the prick inside a pair of my jeans so it sticks out the fly. Watching myself jerk off with a big fat dick in my mouth is way cool. Licking my cum off the mirror gave me an idea about the taste problem too.

November 15, 1974 Dear Diary,

I just got finished licking and sucking two days worth of cum off my latex prick. Saved my cum in a plastic bag for two days and let the prick soak in it and get all slimy and sticky. Cum was dripping off the dick head and my mouth and throat got coated with goo. Smells good and tastes great.

December 6, 1974 Dear Diary,

Rod and I watched Ben Grant suck off three guys from the high school football team this afternoon. We were cutting class and hiding out up in the stands when they came into the gym to practice passing drills cause it was raining outside. Ben just came right out and said who wants a blow job. Rod couldn't believe his eyes when Ben got on his knees and did it. I was jealous.

January 15, 1974 Dear Diary,

One month until winter break and I'm going with daddy on his business trip to Florida.

January 28, 1974 Dear Diary,

I sat next to Ben in assembly today. He's not a bad guy and kind of cute. I almost asked him what it's like to suck a real cock and let a guy blast off in your mouth. A lot of guys know he's a cock sucker and they call him a fag right to his face and he doesn't seem to care. As soon as Luke comes home I'll be a cocksucker too I hope but I don't think I'd want everybody to know it and call me a fag. Since I'm getting to be such a good writer in this diary maybe I'll write to the Webster Dictionary and straighten them out about fags and faggots.

February 15, 1974 Dear Diary,

Fort Lauderdale is hot and humid and loaded with college guys on spring break. Mom and dad have one room and I have my own room down the hall so I've been staying up late watching TV and ordering from room service. Andy the room service guy looks a lot like Luke.

February 16, 1974 Dear Diary,

Dad has business meetings and mom hates the sun so like yesterday I was on the beach watching the college guys horse around with the girls and play volleyball. Andy came over and asked me to play with him and his college friends. He was wearing the tiniest bathing suit and I think he saw me staring because he winked at me. Andy's pals were very friendly, patting me on the butt when I made a shot, I had such fun. Andy asked me to play with them again tomorrow.

February 18, 1974 Dear Diary,

Call me cocksucker. I did it. I sucked my first cock. Andy's cock and he sucked me too. It's even better than I imagined. I've got to write it down, everything, while the memory is fresh in my mind and Andy's morning cum is fresh in my mouth.

Andy brought my late night ice cream order and came inside my room. He said he was finished working and did I want to talk some. He sat next to me on the bed while I ate and we talked about volleyball and guy stuff. Then he put his arm around my shoulder and said he liked me a lot and he thought I liked him too. When I nodded he kissed me on the cheek and we watched my dick rise up out of the folds of the thin hotel robe I had on. Andy took away my bowl of cherry ice cream and he took off my robe and laid me back naked on my bed. He got between my spread out legs and put the head of my dick into his mouth. I came immediately and he swallowed every drop.

I think he was surprised when I pulled his head up, stuck my tongue in his mouth and began to pull off his clothes. I know he was surprised when I leaned over his naked body and every inch of his cock disappeared into my mouth. All that practice with my ten inch latex prick came in handy but the flesh and blood cock in my mouth was so much better. Pulsing and throbbing and much too soon Andy's hot cum spurted into my mouth. I looked up at his face, he was smiling so I guessed he liked my cocksucking. I was sure of it when he said great blow job.

Andy spent the night in my room and I just kept sucking his cock even after he couldn't cum anymore. Hard or soft I told Andy I wanted to keep his cock in my mouth. Andy said I had to stop cause his dick was too sensitive so I sucked his balls instead and his toes and fingers and nipples. I kissed, licked, sucked and smelled every inch of his body. When I licked his ass crack and stuck my tongue in his asshole Andy almost leaped off the bed. I didn't much like the smell of his asshole at first but it got better once I drooled more spit and it made his cock get hard again so I could suck out a small load of cum.

My dick never got soft. I'd cum and get hard all over again. I don't know what time I fell asleep but it was light when I woke up next to Andy. He woke up as I was sliding his morning erection into my mouth. He smiled at me as I sucked on the head of his prick then bobbed my mouth up and down the length of his shaft. I wanted a mouthful of cum so when I felt his cock spasm I moved so just the head was in my mouth. Andy jerked once and unloaded his hot creamy cum. I didn't swallow right away and he laughed when I opened my mouth to show him the cum I had sucked out of his balls.

We took a shower together like I did with Luke last year and I washed Andy's body from head to toe. Since I was already on my knees I gave him another blow job and then he peed in my mouth. It wasn't so bad, honest. The last thing Andy said before he left my hotel room was. "See you on the beach cocksucker." I think I love him.

Emma was mortified by Beau's ramblings. She couldn't believe it, no one would believe it. She thought briefly about burning the diary, but reconsidered. Beau might be angry to find it missing and she wanted to, needed to read the rest of it for the sake of the innocent toddler sleeping peacefully in his crib. Cole had to be protected, watched for any signs that he might grow up to be like his father.

February 19, 1974 Dear Diary,

Spent the last two days cruising on a big yacht with mom and dad. I had a good time but I missed Andy. Now that I'm a cocksucker I want it all the time. Even jerking off isn't the same. It still feels good to stroke my dick and shoot a load but it feels better when I have Andy's cock in my mouth. Daddy was his usual self, bossing the crew around like he was back home in Miss. The colored cabin boy was getting angry. I heard him tell the captain that he didn't have to take no shit from whitey and he was going to quit and go back to Chicago. I wonder what a colored boy's dick looks like and if it tastes the same as a white dick.

February 20, 1974 Dear Diary,

Andy and his friends were very glad to see me when I got to the beach this morning. I must have looked hurt when Andy called out where ya been cocksucker cause he took me aside and asked if something was wrong. I tried to explain that I didn't think it was a good idea to call me a cocksucker in front of everybody but he just laughed and kissed me.

I can't explain it. Something like switched on in my brain. I dropped to my knees, pulled down his swim suit and sucked him off right on the beach. His friends came over to watch and I gave each of them a blow job too. I had to have it. I had to have them all. I came twice in my bathing suit without even touching my cock.

February 22, 1974 Dear Diary,

I didn't go to the beach today cause I had an upset stomach. Probably from all the cum I swallowed yesterday. I think it was one of his friends sat next to me and said Andy wanted to see me in the lifeguard shack. Andy wasn't there but ten guys I didn't recognize were waiting. Must have been a club cause they all had on the same T shirt with Greek letters.

One of them said he heard I was a faggot and that I liked to suck big dick and then he pushed me down and forced his cock into my mouth. I sucked him off and drank his cum cause I had no choice but it wasn't friendly cocksucking like Andy. All of them took turns and used my mouth over and over like I was a cocksucking machine. Since I'm being honest in this diary I have to admit it wasn't so bad. Ok honest I liked it.

The worst part is they made me lay down and jerk off while they pissed on me and they took my bathing suit. I had to steal a towel or walk back to my room naked.

February 23, 1974 Dear Diary,

After we sucked each other I told Andy what happened with the guys from the club. He told me they were fraternity brothers from some college and to be careful cause frat guys will use a gay boy like me and I could get hurt. February 25, 1974 Dear Diary,

Tomorrow morning it's back to Miss. and back to school. I'll miss Andy and his friends but I realized something when I was giving everybody a goodby blow job. I don't love Andy. I love his cock. I love everybody's cock.

February 27, 1974 Dear Diary,

Funny thing happened in the Fort Lauderdale airport yesterday. We were waiting for the flight to be called and I went exploring. Had to piss so I found a bathroom. While I was pissing an older man in a suit came in and started pissing next to me. I don't even remember how it happened. One minute I was pissing and the next minute I was on my knees in a stall with his dick in my mouth.

March 2, 1974 Dear Diary,

I don't know how I can wait until Luke comes home from college. This cocksucker is hungry for dick.

Emma skimmed quickly over the entries in March, April and May about school, family and friends. Beau still wrote how eager he was to replace Ben as Luke's personal cocksucker.

June 8, 1974 Dear Diary,

Luke's not coming home. I called his house and his mother told me he's going to Europe.

August 22, 1974 Dear Diary,

Tomorrow's the big day. My 14th birthday. Walter, Henry, the twins Kyle and Kenny, Rod and me are going to spend the day at the creek. I'm going to do Walt first because he's the biggest and he cums the most when we jerk off.

August 23, 1974 Dear Diary,

I am now officially a cocksucker. Florida doesn't count because those guys were strangers and except for Andy I don't even remember their names, just their dicks. I blew Walt first like I planned. He almost died when I let him cum in my mouth and swallowed all of it. I sucked off Henry next and then Rod. Kyle and Kenny didn't cum much, but they're only 12. It felt so good having a dick in my mouth again, tasting and swallowing a load of creamy cum, I gave my pals two blow each.

September 21, 1974 Dear Diary,

Everybody in school knows I'm a cocksucker. My nickname is BJ, short for blow job, and I like it better than fag or faggot. It's going to be a great year sucking a lot of cock and eating a lot of cum.

November 20, 1974 Dear Diary,

Luke's home for Thanksgiving and he invited me to a party at his house. I got more dick then I can handle, but I'll gladly suck his dick if he wants. Guys with smaller pricks have been doubling up in my mouth so I can suck off more boys in the bathroom between classes and in the locker room before the gym teacher comes in. I really like it when two guys cum in my mouth at the same time.

November 27, 1974 Dear Diary,

Went to Luke's party and he must have heard about me because at his front door he said hello BJ and then he told me to get naked because fags don't wear clothes at a suckfest. The house was full of Luke's fraternity brothers. Ben Grant was there too, kneeling on a large coffee table. He was naked like me. Luke placed me on the table next to Ben and shouted out that the cocksuckers were ready and to let the suckfest begin.

Andy warned me about frat boys and he was right. This wasn't friendly cocksucking, this was mouth fucking. Cock after cock pushing hard and deep into my mouth and throat. Hot cum spurting into my mouth and all over my face and body.

While the frat boys watched, Ben and me had to put on a fag show. We had to hug and kiss and rub our cum covered bodies together and then lick each other clean. When the party was over Luke made us clean the room and use our clothes to wipe up any spilled cum.

December 31, 1974 Dear Diary,

What a year its been. Ben is coming over. We've become good friends since the suckfest at Luke's house. Neither of us got invited to any parties. Nobody wants a faggot cocksucker at a new years eve party with girls.

January 1, 1975 Dear Diary,

Mom and dad asked if I made any new years' resolutions. I made up some shit about school to keep them happy. The only resolution I made is to suck more dick this year.

February 15, 1975 Dear Diary,

Ben Grant told me his family is moving to San Francisco and he's worried that he won't find any gay friends there. I'm sorry he's leaving. I'm not sorry to be the only fag left in town.

April 22, 1975 Dear Diary,

Between the time I spend in school and the time I spend on my knees I have no time left to write in this diary. Got a letter from Ben. He says I'd love San Francisco. I wrote back and asked him to send some pictures.

August 23, 1975 Dear Diary,

My 15th birthday and the summer is nearly over. My friends had a cocksucker party at the creek. I got to blow out all the candles and eat all the cream. Daddy said if I do well in school this year he'll buy me a car. I'm not worried, high school is easy and college is no problem because I'll be going to Franklin Sumner. No girls at FSU, only 600 horny college guys and one hungry cocksucker.

December 11, 1975 Dear Diary,

Got a letter from Ben and pictures. He's got long hair and he's wearing some kind of collar around his neck. He's working part time at a video/bookstore in San Francisco.

March 9, 1976 Dear Diary,

Ben Grant's going to audition for a movie. He said in his letter that a steady customer at the bookstore thought he had talent and asked him to try out for a part in his next movie.

May 14, 1976 Dear Diary,

Ben wrote to say he didn't get the part. He got hired instead as a production assistant to help the actors get ready for their scenes.

June 1, 1976 Dear Diary,

Coach wants to fuck me. I've been sucking his cock the whole year and now he wants to stick his dick in my ass. He said that fags like me love to get fucked and that once I had a cock in my boy pussy I'd want it all the time. I told him I'd think about it.

If Emma thought she could no longer be shocked by what she read in Beau's diary, she was wrong. The revelations about the coach...., she knew the coach and his wife and his five daughters. They were members of her church. They had attended her 1982 wedding to Beau.

June 3, 1976 Dear Diary,

I've been thinking about what the coach said about fucking and fags like me and my asshole. I've jerked off in the shower with a soapy finger in my ass and I like the way it feels when my ass clamps down and contracts around my finger when I cum. But coach has a really big dick. Where did I hide my old ten inch dildo?

June 5, 1976 Dear Diary,

Coach said he wanted to see me in his office when I got finished servicing the team. During the season I service the football team after each practice and after each victory, when they're hot and sweaty. The players know I like to lick the sweat from everyones balls, ass cracks and pits before I start sucking so nobody takes a shower right away.

Coach called a special practice today, before summer vacation. The guys were so sweaty it took six blow jobs, six loads of hot jock cum, to wash away the taste of all that hot jock sweat. I'm team cocksucker for the basketball team too.

Coach wanted to know if I was ready to get fucked yet. I put him off again. My asshole is definitely stretching, I'm able to get the head of my latex cock into my ass but it still hurts and burns like hell.

August 23, 1976 Dear Diary,

Sixteen today and the owner of a red Mustang convertible.

September 12, 1976 Dear Diary,

Coach had a team meeting to talk about the new season and to introduce Lester Brown, a black transfer student from Chicago. I have nothing against blacks, but a number of guys didn't want a black guy on the team and they didn't want me, the team cocksucker, sucking nigger dick.

October 24, 1976 Dear Diary,

The team has won three straight, thanks in part to Lester who has run for five touchdowns. Lester is allowed to watch me service the team. He's allowed to piss on me with the other guys and jerk off onto my body because as one of the guys said, Lester's a star player and BJ is a queer faggot. The guys say they don't want to share my mouth with a black guy so I can't suck his cock or lick the sweat off his body. I think they are jealous because Lester has the biggest dick on the team.

November 8, 1976 Dear Diary,

The winning streak continues, but Lester is threatening to quit the team unless he gets to use the team cocksucker's mouth too. The team captains held a meeting in my car after school. Rod Parker thinks its wrong for a white guy to suck nigger dick and to let a nigger cum in his mouth. Nobody asked my opinion.

January 20, 1977 Dear Diary,

The cast is off so I can finally use my hand again. I got beat up by two hitchhikers because I wouldn't let them fuck me in the ass. Good thing Rod came along or it could have been worse.

February 27, 1977 Dear Diary,

Pussy, pussy, pussy. That's all the guys talk about. I'm hungry for dick and nobody wants a blow job from a fag anymore. The new principal, Mr. Flood, has cut off my supply of teacher dick and even the coach is scared to lose his job.

April 9, 1977 Dear Diary,

Ben Grant is working in a bath house. He's getting paid to suck dick and I'm paying for it. The white trash Davis are making me pay for the privilege of sucking their dirty cocks.

May 17, 1977 Dear Diary,

One more month and I graduate from high school cock to college cock. I'm looking forward to my upcoming visit to FSU.

May 21, 1977 Dear Diary,

According to Oliver Carver, president of Beta Beta Chi fraternity, I am a gay faggot cocksucking white slave boy. After the fag party at FSU he should add pussy to my name. Oliver is black. His frat brothers are black. I spent the weekend sucking black dick and getting fucked for the first time. Oliver's got a 12" cock and he can make it expand so it gets stuck in my throat and in my ass......

Emma had had enough. She skipped over the college years and turned to 1982 to see if Beau had written about their wedding.

June 10, 1982 Dear Diary,

Beauregard Jackson Sumner III is now a married man. I like Emma and dad's been pressing for a grandson to carry on the family name so I got married. I don't think Emma knows I'm gay.

September 3, 1984 Dear Diary

Miracles do occur. Emma gave birth to a boy and we're going to name him Cole.

There were no further entries in Beau's diary.

The years passed quickly. Beau wasn't much of a husband, but he was a good father. Emma watched carefully over Cole, looking for any sign that he was following in his father's footsteps.

Emma left Sumnerville shortly after Beau's death in May. The estate was small, Beau had squandered most of the money. Her minister brother helped her get a job at his church's home office in Chicago so she moved in time for Cole's senior year in high school. Cole was all that mattered now.

Emma collected herself as she scrambled the eggs to make an omelet for their dinner. Maybe I'm wrong, she thought. I'll talk to him when he gets out of the shower.