Gone Black - Chapter 10 – Ain't Brothers Yet

Gone Black - Chapter 10 – Ain't Brothers Yet

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GONE BLACK

By Colton Aalto

CHAPTER 10 – AIN'T BROTHERS YET

As a teenager, nothing about your parents getting divorced is quite as awkward as when they start seeing other people. Let me correct that. Nothing is as awkward as when they start sleeping with other people. After my parents' summer announcement that they were separating, it didn't take long for it to happen. Their split-up had been brewing for a while, so they'd probably already been thinking about it. Indeed, their separation might have been helped along by one or two of the relationships that seemed to spring up almost overnight.

By the beginning of the fall both of them were dating again. Since I was at my dad's during his days off and at my mom's during her days off, I was often around when they had overnight guests. I never got past being jarred to see a strange new face at breakfast, which made it hard to ignore what likely happened in the bedroom and sorta drove home the point.

Dad saw different women. Invariably, my reaction was something like, `he's sleeping with HER?' I suppose, being gay, it wasn't surprising that none of his lady friends appealed to me in the least, but even so I shook my head over some of the women he dated. I chalked it up to his planned departure from the city in a couple of months, which meant he wasn't looking for more than some sex and a one-night stand. Come to think of it, I might have been a chip off the old block. My one date with Sheila had been motivated by the same reason.

In contrast, Mom only dated one man, Julius, who owned the restaurant where she worked. By November she was spending much of her spare time with him and I wondered if they were getting serious. It crossed my mind that maybe he was one of the reasons for my parents' divorce. She'd known him for years and always raved about how good he was to work for. Now she was raving about how much she enjoyed being around him. Out of earshot, she might have been raving about how much she enjoyed being in bed with him.

He was an okay dude. He was nice to her and nice enough to me. I told myself that if she was happy with him, that was what mattered. Their relationship became serious enough that Mom fixed dinner and invited Julius and two of his sons for a sort of meet-the-family event. I barely got there in time. Basketball practice ran late, D'Marcus was pissed that he had to wait for me to drive him home, and he took revenge on my ass, spending a particularly long time breeding me. Then he decided I needed another pummeling and a second load of his babymakers to teach me a lesson. Deandre appeared during the second fuck and rammed his cock down my throat. That wasn't a big surprise since getting spit roasted by the half-brothers had become a regular occurrence in the weeks after Homecoming. D'Marcus left my sorry ass a sloppy mess, and Deandre was only too happy to sperm me and add to my butt's cum count. I had to really hustle home, hoping my ravaged hole wasn't leaking fresh cumnut.

I'd never met Julius' sons. Nobody would have taken them as being related; they had different mothers and looked completely different. Tyrese, who went by Ty, was 16 and thick-bodied, and he shared Julius' dark black skin. His head was shaved and he sorta reminded me of a thug version of D'Marcus, although D'Marcus was enough of a thug by himself. Trai was ten years older – 26 – and was slender and light-skinned, with green eyes and copper-colored dreadlocks. His mother was white, which explained his light complexion. Trai helped run one of his dad's restaurants, while Ty was still in high school like me although he worked in another one of the restaurants.

When we were introduced, Trai stared into my eyes long enough to set my mind whirling and making me think he might be gay. Throughout dinner, I had a hard time keeping my eyes off him. The dude rang my bells. Not only was his body great, there was something about him I found hugely sexy. The way he moved and carried himself shouted sex to me. Despite it being November, he was wearing a muscle shirt with deep armhole drops that left little about his torso to the imagination. The stud had a ripped chest and smooth, hard abs. I couldn't help but think about licking them.

I shouldn't have been horny after slurping down D'Marcus' babymakers at lunch and then taking three more loads in my ass less than an hour before dinner, but once I thought about sex with Trai, I was doomed to having a boner throughout dinner. I hadn't had time after I got home to whack a load out like I usually did after surrendering my holes to D'Marcus, but even if I had, I'd probably still have been rock hard staring at Trai across the table.

Mom went to a lot of trouble on the meal, and Julius and his sons gave her rave reviews, which made her day. I have to admit, it was pretty damn good. When we finished she said she and Julius would clean up and suggested Trai, Ty and I watch TV or play some video games. We went to the basement TV room and turned on a basketball game.

Trai was sitting next to me on the couch and as the game reached halftime, he put an arm around my shoulders and said, "So Collins, I figure right about now your momma has her legs spread wide and my poppa's got his big black cock buried in her tight white twat. I bet she's already gotten off once or twice. From what I hear, she's good for multiple orgasms. I reckon he's giving her exactly what she wants: the black bone. Yo mama can't get enough of it."

I was startled and a little offended by the crude talk and started to object. But I hesitated. I didn't challenge dudes unless I knew I was right, and in this case, if I had to guess, Trai was completely right. The evidence over the last couple of months was hard to ignore. She was always in a good mood after sleeping with him, and yeah, she got a little vocal at times during the night. I kept remembering Jason describing how much he liked cougars and maintain that women didn't reach their sexual peak until after 35. More than once it crossed my mind that my mom was smack dab in the middle of hers.

Trai didn't let up on the graphic imagery. "Poppa likes rutting in your momma's cunt. Likes it a lot. He says she really likes it. I mean, REALLY likes it. She loves wrapping her legs around him and pulling him in deep so he fills her up. She tell you how much she digs black dick?"

She didn't have to. The walls in our old house had little sound insulation, and I'd long since accepted that they had plenty of sex. Still, who likes to think about their parents doing it, much less talk about it? I sure as hell didn't, although Trai seemed to get off on it.

It soon became clear his talk was a means to an end and my silence had only encouraged him, giving him a green light. "How about it Collins? How about you be a good host like your momma and help Ty and me out? She likes black dick and you will too, bro. I bet you suck cock reeaal good and I can tell yo tight white ass was made for the bone. Made for big black bones. Ty and I each got big loads for yo. Couple of loads. Be nice and friendly, boy." He grabbed his crotch with his free hand and squeezed his package. I was too surprised to respond.

"C'mon, baby," he purred, sliding his other hand to my neck and pressing my head downward. "I know you wanna wrap those red lips around my tool and suck me. I'll give you a big nut for dessert. I saw how you stared at me at dinner. You were wondering how big my dick was, what it would feel like buried in your bum, what my nut would taste like. A black man already done spoil you by sperming your mouth and breeding your boi pussy like a bitch ho. I can tell. It's in your pretty eyes. You've gone black and can't go back, even if you wanted to. But you don't wanna go back. You like dick, you like black dicks, and you're gonna love my big fuck rod." He pushed my head farther toward his crotch as Ty got up from his chair and openly groped himself.

I was reeling from the surprise of Trai's blunt solicitation, but I'd been horny for him all night. I wouldn't mind sucking Ty either. Getting buttfucked by the two studs didn't sound bad. Trai was dead right that I'd thought about it at dinner. I had sex on the brain; I was seldom around a hot guy for long without it crossing my mind, and for some reason with Trai I couldn't get it out of my mind.

Still, it was kinda weird to think about doing it with them given that there was at least some possibility my mom would marry Julius and then we'd be related. They'd be my stepbrothers.

Trai seemed read my mind. "We ain't brothers yet, Collins. So don't worry yo pretty little head about that. Even if poppa marries your momma, we ain't gonna be like blood brothers so it'll be okay for you to suck our cocks. You're gonna like them so much you won't be able to stay away. Ty and I will still fuck you. You'll be getting twice as much black cock as your momma. We both tops, so a white bottom brother will be perfect, especially a boy who digs the dong and begs to have it shoved up his shitter. A boy who knows he's only good for being bred like a cheap ho. We're gonna like using your holes. And you know something? You're gonna like it too, because once a white boy goes black, he never goes back."

He leered at me. "In the hood they say white boys squeal a lot when they get the black rod. I got me one little busboy at the restaurant who sounds like a goddam stuck pig when I'm riding his twink ass. But you know something? He wants it all the time. Can't stay away. The little slut asks to work the late shift so he can get his ass abused when I close up.

"You a squealer? I hear your momma is and I bet you're ten times worse than she is. I can tell you've had black cock and you want it again. All a real man gotta do is look you in the eye to know you're there for the taking. What I see in your eyes is a submissive bitch who knows the man owns him. A submissive bitch who's begging to be bred. Tell me you want it."

Fuck. Maybe my desire for black dick was written on my face. In my eyes. Yeah, I wanted Trai. If my mom and his dad got married later, I'd worry about the whole incest thing then. But now I was focused on getting his black tool in my mouth and up my ass. Trai hit the nail on the head. My mom and I had something in common: enjoying black dick.

For some reason, I'd been holding my breath as he spoke. I exhaled. "Yeah, I want it."

Trai gave me a smug look but wanted to gloat and take a victory lap before he got his tool inside me. He continued to toy with me. "What's that you want boy?"

"I want your cock."

"And Ty's cock?"

"Yeah. I want both your cocks."

He smirked at me and exchanged a wink with Ty that took on more significance later. "Of course you do, boy. And it's your lucky day. Ty and I got the black bones you want. As soon as yo momma introduced us I knew you wanted to be on your knees worshipping my cock and spreading your crack so you could get a black dick in your tight boy twat. Ty and I weren't looking forward to tonight, but yo momma's a good cook and now yo gonna give us a little sugar for dessert. Things are turning out all right. Yo momma's food was great and your mouth and your ass are gonna be even better."

He finished forcing my head into his crotch. Dazed, I undid his jeans and exposed a big uncut tool and a pair of smooth black eggs. He was going commando and as I pulled his jeans down, his soft, thick black snake rested lazily between his thighs. I took his tool in my hand and tentatively reached forward with my tongue and touched it.

Trai sighed happily. "Oh yeah Ty, we got ourselves a cocksucker! We got a white boy who gives head and wants black bones in his butt. Check out that ass." He pulled my T-shirt over my head while Ty slid me off the couch and onto the floor, quickly depantsing me and exposing my bare buns, leaving me naked while the two black men were still clothed. Ty stuck a fat finger into my spermy ass, gouging my hole and then added a second as I licked Trai's cock, causing it to thicken and harden.

"Faggot's tight," Ty said as he twisted his fingers in my ass, poking my prostate. He pulled them out and pulled my head off of Trai's cock long enough to shove them into my mouth. "Get `em nice and wet so they can open up your pussy." I got a nice taste of D'Marcus' and Deandre's nut before Ty withdrew his fingers and rammed them back into my hole. "Gonna take some work to open this fucker up!"

Trai chuckled. "Good. I'm glad he hasn't taken so much black cock that his asscunt is ruined. You open him up for me, Ty. But be careful. Don't destroy his boi pussy. I'm gonna ride the fucker after I check out how good of a cocksucker he is. I'm gonna show him what it's like to have his guts filled with a big black tool. He'll find out how it feels to be dominated by da man." I'd spent a good part of the last four months learning that, but my cock still lurched at his suggestion.

I licked his rod up and down, circled the head with my tongue and took a big piece of his fuck stick into my mouth, knowing I'd have to work to get the whole thing down my throat. I loved the challenge. He exclaimed, "Oh, fuck damn. That's good head. We got ourselves a white boy who's a fine cocksucker, Ty. Somebody done trained him good and now he ripe for the takin."

I carefully worked Trai's tool down my throat, inch my inch. It took a while, but I managed to get his root all the way down my throat. I began to bob up and down on it, fondling his smooth black eggs at the same time. He seemed to like my work. "Oh, yeah. Work that cock, baby. Suck it! I gotta a big load of jizz for you. Know something? You're gonna swallow. You're gonna eat every drop of it. You're gonna slurp down my black seed."

Although Trai told him to be careful with my ass, Ty wasn't the gentle type. He fisted his cock into an erection, pulled his fingers from me, spat several times on my hole and powered into me. I wish I'd seen what his cock looked like, but it felt damn good inside me.

Despite his big, muscular body, Ty didn't have a huge cock. That was okay with me, because his rod didn't hurt as much as a big pole would have. It didn't hurt as much as Trai's thick snake would. It didn't hurt as much as D'Marcus' fuck stick had not long ago. And it didn't hurt as much as Deandre's pole had, but maybe I'd gotten opened good when the two half-brothers fucked me. Weird that I was headed for my second round of brother-fucks during the same night.

I hoped Ty wouldn't realize I was serving him sloppy seconds. Fourths, actually. Once he balled me, I'd be open enough so even Trai's fat prick wouldn't hurt as much as usual. Fuck, it might not even hurt at all.

Ty wasn't huge but fucked like a madman. He'd jammed his cock balls deep inside me, pulled out, and slammed back in. He pounded into me like he was trying to drill through my guts. He fucked like D'Marcus. Jeron, too. Fast and furious. In contrast, Trai was content to let me work his tool. I kept anticipating that he'd grab my head and face fuck me. Hell, every dude I'd sucked had done that except for rare exceptions, like when I blew Randol during the football game. But as I continued to go down on Trai, it didn't seem like the face fuck would ever come.

"How's that asscunt, Ty?" Trai asked.

Ty was panting heavily. He let out a guttural grunt, ground his cock deep inside me and growled, "Tight! Oh fuck, yeah! Tight!"

"Breed the bitch, baby brother. Mark the cocksucker as the family ho."

The musclebound teenager grabbed my hips and began ramming his hard shaft into my hole frantically. Twenty or thirty thrusts later, he nutted, growling at the top of his lungs and shoving his cock deep inside me, where cum exploded into me. He panted heavily as his seed fired into my guts. I hoped Mom and Julius were otherwise occupied and didn't hear the racket. The last thing I wanted to see was them venturing downstairs to see what was going on.

Trai took the opportunity to take over the blow job. He wrapped his long thin fingers in my hair and began controlling my head, sending his big prong deep into my helpless throat. He face fucked me for a good five minutes before snarling, "Eat me, bitch! You're about to have the best meal of your life!" I counted four thrusts before his spunk surged into my mouth and throat and I gulped it down as best I could. I got it all, even the last few drops, although it was a challenge. Every time I thought he was done, another spurt of jizz seeped from his big prong. He let me nurse him even after his cock began to grow soft.

"Damn good cocksucker, Ty. You want his mouth?"

"Hell yeah."

Ty pulled me off Trai and turned me around so I was sitting on the floor with my back against the couch. I got my first look at his semi hard cock. The dude had a nice, coal black rod but it wasn't that big. Actually, it was about normal, 6", but it looked small next to his massive body. Weird, because Trai had a big piece that had to be at least 8". Ty might have been thicker, however.

The kid happily shoved his prick into my mouth and it was clear I wouldn't be sucking the teenager's cock as much as he'd be fucking my mouth. He treated my head the same way he'd treated my ass: a hole to pound so he could get off. In moments I was drooling and my eyes were watering as his battering ram raped my throat.

The muscle teen must have been horny and able to pull off fast, back-to-back climaxes, because he only slammed his cock into my mouth for five or six minutes before he nutted for the second time. He blew a surprisingly big load that was quite tasty. But hell, I thought all cum was tasty.

Trai stripped while he watched his brother fuck my mouth. The slender stud had a tight, taunt body. Either he shaved or was naturally smooth, because I didn't see any body hair. I later found out he modeled and his agency thought that his ripped physique looked better smooth, although he wasn't hairy to begin with so all he had to do was trim a little here and there. His copper-colored skin was tight and perfect, and his dreadlocks made him look exotic.

He lazily fondled his big tool, which was darker than the rest of this skin. "Collins, you ready to get bred by this big cock? Ty opened your hole up, but I'm gonna find out how tight your asscunt is. You gotta boi pussy made for cock. Black cock. My black cock." I licked my lips but didn't respond. I didn't have to. We both knew I was hungry for his assbuster.

He stepped forward, his dick dangling lazily between his slender thighs. "Get my big black cock good and wet so's I `kin rape your tight boi pussy." I began licking, surprised at how quickly Trai's meat powered into a stiff erection. Maybe fast recoveries ran in the family, but I forced myself to not think about the likelihood Julius had the same talent.

Trai's pole was a weapon that could do some damage. I was kinda sorry when he pulled it out of my mouth, but kinda excited about having it in my ass. He lifted me onto the couch and raised my legs, spitting several times on my butt and aiming his fuck pole at my hole. He forced the head inside me and I groaned. Despite Ty having just fucked my hole, it wasn't happy about taking Trai's cock. Not that it mattered to the dreadlocked stud. He leaned into me, his cock breaching my sphincter and sliding a couple of inches farther into me. I moaned involuntarily.

"Damn that's tight," he said. Hovering above me, he was an incredible sight. His ripped body, smooth, tight skin and long dreadlocks were a perfect combination of primitive masculinity and refined elegance. "This is exactly what poppa is doing to your momma right now, white boy. Sticking his manhood inside her and making her whimper and moan. There is one difference, however. He treats her real nice. I ain't treating you nice. But you don't want it nice, do you?" He rammed farther into my hole, causing me to gasp.

That got me a slap on the face. "Shut the fuck up, bitch. I'm barely inside you, but my cock is going all the way up your butt. This is what it's like to serve the man." He forced his rod another inch or two inside me.

It took a while, but I knew he was all the way inside me when his flat stomach pressed against my balls. He pushed my knees up to my head, standing and flexing his thighs as he ground into my fuck chute. "You like this big black cock all the way inside your ho hole, white boy? You take black dick real good. I like a boy I can fuck as hard as I want. Lotta white boys whine about it. But you like being boned hard, don't you?"

I moaned and halfway gurgled an affirmative response. Trai responded, "Yeah, you a ho for it, aren't you? Ain't nuttin you like better than having your long legs in the air and a big black cock raping your twat." He had me pegged.

Trai pulled out and powered back inside, pressing my prostate and sending a wave of pleasure straight to my cock. He settled into a slow, brutal fuckdown of my upturned hole, boning me like a pro. I wondered how many men had been underneath him. I was far from the first.

He began to build up a sweat, his jaws clenched as he drilled into my hole. His smooth skin shone and a few drops of sweat appeared in his dreads. "Fuck yeah!" he grunted. "Tight white hole getting the black bone!"

I couldn't tell if he was getting close, but after plowing my ass for a good ten minutes, he wrapped his arms around my back and rolled me over on the couch so that I was now on top. His dick never slipped from my ass. "Fuck yourself on that big cock, white boy. Milk my dick with your boi pussy. Show me how much you want my jizz inside you! Work that booty!" I began to bounce up and down, happy to impale myself completely on his pole and work my prostate. My dick was rock hard and flopped back and forth, bouncing between our flat stomachs.

My erection didn't go unnoticed. "I see you like the black dick, boy," Trai sneered. "Jus like yo momma. Whaddaya think Ty? Should we take the slut to a pass-around party?"

"He'd like it," Ty said. "Slut would be on his hands and knees, begging to take it in both holes." Even after cumming twice, the kid had yet another erection that he was stroking slowly. His dick still glistened from my mouth work.

I wondered what a pass-around party was, although it sounded like the gangbang Jeron had hauled me to before Labor Day. Or the football game with Randol. Or Keon's Halloween party. I hadn't really thought about the number of times I'd been the party favor for a roomful of black men. Or, in the case of the Halloween party, black boys. There was a good chance Ty was exactly right about me liking a pass-around party.

Trai explained the details, and it sounded even better than my previous gangbangs. "You know what a pass-around party is white boy? It's when I get some of my bros together and everyone has to bring either a bottle of booze, some fat joints or a white ho slutboy. Then we pass the booze, weed and boy around. The party lasts until the booze is empty, the joints are gone, and the boy is full of black nut. We'll slap you around a little, tie you up, clamp your mouth open so it's easy to slide a stiff dick into it, strap these long legs to a board so they're permanently spread and fuck both holes so full of spunk that you'll be tasting it and shitting it for weeks. How does that sound, faggot?"

Great, actually. I didn't say anything, but I didn't have to. Trai could probably see the excitement in my eyes. I continued to ride him, bobbing up and down, squeezing my ass around his big dick, and fucking myself on his tool. I closed my eyes and moaned as his cock raked my prostate.

Trai pulled my shoulders toward him until our faces were inches away. "Look me in the eyes, Collins. My black cock is all the way inside you and you're gonna pull your panties down and bend over anytime I feel like dumping a load in your sweet ass. I'm gonna rape your faggot boi pussy until you fucking can't walk."

Trai leered at me with a big grin and kept his arms wrapped around my back. It was a distraction. With his green eyes staring at me, I didn't detect Ty easing his way behind me.

Suddenly Trai growled, "Do it Ty!" I felt Ty's slippery tool prodding my already-fully-occupied ass.

"FUCK!" I gasped as the kid's forced his hard rod an inch or two inside me. My hole was stretched to the max and screaming.

"Ram it all the way in and fuck the bitch!" Trai ordered. He held me still and my entire body tensed as Ty slid his cock further into my ass. It took him three thrusts, but he managed to get his fuck tool inside me. He stayed still for a second before he began fucking like crazy. I was too stunned to react, other than to hold my breath and hope my hole could take it.

Trai snickered. "You're gettin double dicked, white boy. You said you wanted both of our cocks and now you have them. Two black fuck sticks inside your tight white pussy. I forgot to tell you that we pair off at the end of my pass-around parties and go two on one. We ripped up the last white boy's ass so bad he couldn't take dick for a month. Something about anal tears, which sounds pretty bad. But you know what? He's beggin to come back. But he's gonna have to wait his turn. I like your holes too much not to treat my bros to them."

Trai describing anal tears didn't help me relax, but miraculously the pain slowly subsided and my ass began to feel incredible, the same as it usually did after I adjusted to having a big cock inside me. Jeron, D'Marcus, Ron. Even Trai. I was amazed that I was taking two dicks at once but kinda happy about it too. And kinda in shock. It crossed my mind that my butthole would be sore as hell tomorrow.

Ty did most of the work, pistoning my hole with his hard rod, although Trai pumped me a little, in time to Ty's thrusts. As the double fuck continued, I worried that getting double penetrated after Ty had already dumped two loads and Trai one wasn't the best idea. It would probably take them a long time to nut. As much as I was into the fuck, I didn't think I could take it for long.

Sandwiched between the two brothers, my chest pressed against Trai's ripped muscles and Ty leaned on my back. My dick left slimy trails of pre-cum on Trai's six pack abs. There was a hint of incest as Trai hissed, "Yeah, slide that dick against my cock, baby brother. Work my dick and the slut's tight ass. Fuck yeah!" I wondered how many times they'd double penetrated other dudes. Maybe they were regularly paired together at Trai's pass-around parties.

By the time they climaxed, each of us was a sweaty mess. I think they shot at close to the same time. All I know is that my ass got incredibly sloppy all at once. Ty pulled out, my hole making a popping noise as his cock exited, but Trai kept his big member imbedded in me. "Damn, boy," he said. "Your ass feels as tight as it did when I first penetrated you. I think I might fuck you again without pulling out." He rolled me over, his cock never leaving my hole, and put my ankles on his shoulders. He grinned and said, "This is what your ass was made for, slut. Servicing black cock. You probably get that from your momma." I was kinda pissed that Trai kept commenting about my mom, although what he'd said had crossed my mind, too.

He thrust into me, his dick making squishing noises as he began to beat the double load of jizz he and Ty had deposited in my hole into whipped cum cream. He pounded me deep and hard, fucking with a consistent pace that made my ass sing.

It took him a while. It was his third load of the night and on top of that it was apparent he wasn't in any hurry. Other than worrying about my abused ass getting incredibly sore or maybe my mom wondering where we were, I wasn't in a hurry either. Seeing his ripped body hovering over me and watching his swirl of copper dreadlocks gave me plenty of visuals to keep me hard, not that the way his big black cock was pummeling my boi pussy and crushing my prostate wasn't enough.

Okay, so if Mom married Julius and I became Trai's and Ty's bottom brother I'd be okay with the bottom brother arrangement. Julius had several other sons, and I wondered if they were into white bottom boys. I might enjoy family events at the holidays a helluva lot more than I ever had before.

Trai seeded me as the basketball game ended and before he pulled out Julius yelled at us that he was ready to leave. Ty had a disappointed look on his face and a raging boner that he'd been planning to shove into my cum pit once Trai was finished. As much as I would have been happy to take his fourth load, my hole was definitely raw. Trai snickered, "Save that load for the next time we see our new brother." He turned to me, grabbed my jaws with his hand and snarled, "This family needs a white ho cum dump. And you're gonna be it. Welcome aboard, slut."

The two brothers dressed and headed up the stairs. It took me a while longer. I desperately needed to relieve my balls, which I did while enjoying some creamy cumnut that I dug from my ass.

After I hauled myself up the stairs, Mom asked what I thought of Julius' sons. "They're cool. We got along, um, fine." She seemed happy. My dick sure was happy. I excused myself to finish some homework. I'd also be whacking off a couple of loads as I relived my DP night.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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