Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2001 16:23:14 +0000
From: Moore
Subject: Blackmale (Part 14) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)

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.