Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2001 12:31:31 +0000
From: Moore
Subject: Balckmale (PART 12) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)

BLACKMALE (PART 12) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)

BLACKMALE (Part 12)
BY:  MOORE

"There's not much family left or much money either," Rod began.
"Beau's mother, Emma, and his son, Cole.  I wouldn't want them
to find out what I'm about to tell ya Jimmy.  Hear tell Emma's
fixin' to move up to Chicago with her boy... let 'em go and make
a new life.

Did you know the Sumner family used to own slaves?  Before the
civil war, big cotton plantation, couple hundred nigger slaves
workin' the land.  All the nigg, 'scuse me, black boys still
livin' 'round here are descended from the Sumner slaves.  When
Beau and me was growin' up in the 70's, black folks were still
workin' for the family.

Sumner Creek, where I found Beau's body, is where we used to go
swimmin' in the summer time.  Nobody wore a bathing suit, we'd
all swim naked on that side of the creek, and well, boys bein'
boys, there'd be a bit of foolin' around. Comparin' the size of
our dicks and seein' who was growin' hair and kinda jerkin' off.
Teenage boys havin' some fun.  Strokin' our cocks hard and
shootin' cum all over the place.  Tell the truth Jimmy, bein'
a doctor and all, you jerked off as a kid?"

James Dixon gave a hearty laugh and said, "Of course I played
with my dick and masturbated, jerked off, when I was a teenager.
All boys, older men too, jerk off cause it feels good.  There
is nothing wrong with doing something that feels good as long
as nobody gets hurt."

"Beau would certainly agree with you cause he started doin' a
lot of feel good stuff that summer in 1974. We was all just
layin' around buck naked by the creek one hot afternoon, talkin'
'bout sex as usual.  Beau was next to one of the older boys,
Walt Evans.  Walt's dead you know.  Enlisted in the army that
fall and was killed in a training accident.  Damn shame, only
19 years old.  And Beau's watchin' Walt strokin' his dick, like
the rest of us ain't even there.  I remember what happened next,
like it was yesterday.  The two a them talkin' and ...."

"I see's you gettin' hard Beau.  Gettin' a hardon lookin' at my
big dick?  I think you wanna take a feel.  Go ahead, take a feel
of a man size dick."

"It really is big Walt and...., yeah, why not."

"Oh yeah stroke it Beau, feels good.  Play with my balls a
little.  I think you like it too."

"Beau don't say nothin' only he's moaning softly, his hands
wrapped around Walt's dick.  His little cock standin' straight
up against his belly and, before you could say the south will
rise again, Beau scoots between Walt's spread out legs, lowers
his head to Walt's crotch and sucks the head of Walt's prick
right into his mouth.  You coulda knocked me over with a feather
cause Beauregard Jackson Sumner III was givin' Walter Evans a
blow job."

"What did the rest of you boys do, Rod," James asked. "While
Beau was ah, um...."

"Suckin' Walt's cock?  What'd we do?  We watched!  We watched BJ,
we started calling him BJ after that day, watched BJ give Walt a
blow job.  He was slidin' his lips all the way down to the curly
bush at the base of Walt's cock and all the way back up to the
tip. Up and down, up and down. Walt's cock slidin' in and almost
out of Beau's mouth.  He'd suck on the tip some and then head
down south. Spit's droolin' out of his mouth and you could hear
BJ slurpin' and suckin', like he was eatin' ice cream on a hot
day 'stead of Walt's dick.  And BJ's moanin' like crazy.  Moanin'
like a cheap whore in one a them porno flicks."

"How long did this go on?" James asked.

"Most of the afternoon as I recall."

"Beau sucked Walt all afternoon!!?"

"Lord no!  Walt's blow job didn't take but a few minutes. The
tellin's longer then the cummin'.  In no time at all Walt's
thrustin' up his hips, pushin' his dick into Beau's mouth and
cryin' out, 'Ooooh, ahhhhh, uhh, uhhh, gonna cum, cummin', ahh,
cuuummmin', gonna cum in your mouth, ok?'  And Beau just says
'uh huh' and he keeps suckin' away.  Right then Walter explodes,
shootin' cum into Beau's mouth and Beau is suckin' it all down.
Beau's kinda purrin' like a cat with a bowl a cream as Walt frees
his dick from Beau's mouth and, and shoots a big gob a cum right
in his face.  Walt looks over at the rest of us, Beau's head still
restin' in his crotch, and Walt says with a big grin on his face,
'Nice blow job, nice blow job.'"

James Dixon sat unmoving as he thought about the events Sheriff
Rod Parker had just described.  Beau had come a long way from a
youthful blow job to what he must have been doing shortly before
his death from a heart attack.  Autopsy results don't lie.  Beau
had a belly full of cum, a cup of fresh semem, not more than two
hours old, in his stomach when he died.  And his mouth and throat
tissues were coated with millions of live sperm cells.  Dixon
didn't want to think about the number of men...., the number of
cocks Beau must have sucked on the night he died...., the number
of loads of cum.  Dixon had already microscopically examined the
pubic hair collected from Beau's mouth and teeth.  Thirty two.
Maybe more, but not less than thirty two different men had left
their dark and wiry pubic hair in Beau's mouth.  The coroner had
to learn more.

"Did you ever know Beau to suck, ah, perform oral sex before
that afternoon," Dixon asked.

"Oral sex!  You do got a way with words Jimmy.  Wasn't no oral
sex Beau was performin' that afternoon.  It was cock sucking.
Plain and simple, dick in mouth, cock sucking!  To answer your
question though, I'm pretty sure Walt's was the first, but it
wasn't the last.

Not two minutes later Henry Walker...., you remember Henry;
moved to California last year.  Henry gets up, walks over to
where Beau's kneelin' on the ground, and starts rubbin' the
head of his cock in the gob of cum on Beau's face.  And what
does Beau do?  What does my 14 year old friend do?  He licks
his lips, opens his mouth and sucks in every inch of Henry's
cock, all the way down to his pubes.  From his knees mind you,
from his knees BJ's lookin' up at Henry as he's suckin' the
full length of his cock.  Don't take but a minute and you can
see Henry's balls tight'n up snug under BJ's chin, fixin' to
shoot.  BJ's suckin' on the head when Henry cries out
'cuummmiiiinnnng.'  Could almost hear the cum spurtin', but
Beau's not swallowin' this time.  'Lemme see it,' Henry says
as he backs outta Beau's mouth.  BJ opens his mouth which is
filled to overflowin' with Henry's spunk. Ya know how the dentist
tells ya to rinse and spit?  Well BJ rinses, but he don't spit.
Swallows the slimy mess and goes back for more.  Squeezes another
drop or two from Henry's prick and licks 'em up off the pee slit."

"How many boys were at the creek that afternoon," Dixon asked.
Did Beau perform oral sex..., did he suck everyone?"

"Six of us Jimmy. Walt and Henry of course.  The twins, Kyle and
Kenny Davis, me and of course Beau.  BJ gave us all a blow job,
well no, that's not quite true.  BJ gave us all two blow jobs
each that day, ten blow jobs in all.  I think he would've sucked
his own cock if he could.  By the time we all had to get home
that afternoon, Beau was a real honest to goodness cocksucker.
From that day on he wanted dick all the time, Jimmy.  All through
high school too and he was gettin a reputation.

Some of his friends let him suck, some didn't. A lot of us were
lookin' and findin' real pussy.  Wasn't enough cock for Beau.
He started lookin' for new boys...., and some of 'em I think
didn't treat Beau so nice."

"What about the teachers and the school principal?  Surely
they had to know what was going on.  Put a stop to it. Talk to
his parents.  Get Beau professional help."

"First of all nobody was gonna say anything to Mr. Sumner, Sr.
The family still had money then and employed near everyone in
town.  In the second place, Beau was prob'ly goin' down on the
principal and givin' head to all the male teachers who wanted a
blow job.

I know for a fact he was suckin' the coach of the football team.
I heard the two of 'em in coach's office when I was in the locker
room after school one time."

"Get down here between my legs Beau.  Kiss my big dick, feel it
against your lips.  Oh yeah, do it baby, do it.  You want my big
dick in your mouth queer?  Yeah, take more, more.  Do it, do it
Beau, suck that cock, blow me!  Suck hard, harder, ouch, watch
your teeth cocksucker.  Suck me deep now, take it all.  Ah, uh,
uh, uh, feels good, so good, keep suckin', almost there, almost,
ah, ahh, ahhh, oh god, suck baby, suck it, suck me, ahh, ahh,
cuummmminnnggg.  Good blow job, Beau.  Good blow job.  You like
suckin' my dick fag boy?"

"Yeah, I do coach, I do.  Feels so good in my mouth. You got a
nice cock coach."

"You like drinkin' down my cum, swallowin' my load?"

"I like it coach, warm and creamy, let me suck you some more.
Stick it in my mouth again.  Let me give you another blow job."

"Tomorrow, cocksucker.  Come back tomorrow," coach said.

Rod laughed and said.  "You got any doubts, Jimmy?  You think
Beau was back suckin' the coach's cock the next day?"

James Dixon, M.D., man of science, shook his head and said,"Nope."