Date: Sat, 13 Nov 2010 11:17:53 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Being Black Can Hurt, Pt.2

			   Being Black Can Hurt
				  Part 2
			     Peter and Treano

When he recovered his equilibrium Peter looked at me and spoke.

"I didn't think you were gay."

"I don't know that I am. I just liked giving you a blowjob and I want to
see if letting you fuck me will be as nice. You can suck on my baby as well
while you are making love to me."

Peter grinned.

"Not a problem for me. I wanted to try that baby at the barn but thought it
might be construed in the wrong way."

Good thing I wasn't driving, I would definitely have run off the road.

"Are you gay then Peter?"

"Like you, I'm not sure. I really wanted to make love to you though so this
will be an act of love not just lust."

When we got into the house Peter took me in his arms and kissed me on the
lips, quite passionately. When he pulled away I saw it and gasped. He had
been playing down his feelings but his eyes gave him away.

"Oh crikey, you love me Peter, don't you?"

He blushed, dropped his eyes and almost mumbled.

"Yes, I think it hit me the first time I saw you come out to the track."

He looked up at me again then.

"I never believed in love at first sight until I saw you. I couldn't
breathe, looking at you almost made me collapse. It frightened me so I
stayed away from you until the incident at the barn. I've never had a black
friend never mind lover. I wasn't going to rape you at the barn because I
could see you were effectively out of it but your ass is so fucking
gorgeous I had to, I never thought I would get another chance."

I couldn't believe this drop dead gorgeous guy was in love with me. He
admitted that like me he had never fooled around with other guys, never
wanted to he said, but when he saw me that all changed. I was very
flattered.

He may not have had any experience but the next two hours nearly blew my
mind. I could have no doubt when I returned to this world that Peter loved
me, his gentle and tender love making had been truly mind-bending. I was
crying when I regained my faculties.


From that first kiss we went straight to my bedroom, and with no hesitation
Peter undressed me. He remained on his knees after removing my trousers and
things. He didn't do anything for a little while, just sat on his haunches
and looked at my cock, then it started. A gentle caress of my cock and as
soon as it was erect he did the same with my ball sac, then it was my inner
thighs before coming back the other way. He lifted my cock out of the way
and licked my balls. I took a huge breath, it felt so good. He put his
other hand behind my balls so that they were nestled in his palm and then
licked them again. With no give at the back it felt as though he had got
under my skin. God, it was incredibly sensual. Then the tongue started on
my cock. Because of the length and breadth of it I never got much above the
horizontal however turned on I was, I guess it was just too heavy, but
Peter must have enticed some more blood into it because after a minute or
two it was standing up at about 45 degrees to my belly.

"Oh fuck Treano that is the most amazing appendage I have ever set eyes
on."

I couldn't take a lot of his attention so I had to pull him to his feet and
undressed him as well, to give myself a breather. It was great to be able
to look at his body, it was an awesome sight . He was more muscled than me,
and that made him look even sexier. He was almost hairless, like me, just
under arm and his pubic bush, I had a small amount on my chest as well but
you could easily miss that there was so little of it. I was so pleased, I
had hated licking any part of Henry, he was so hairy.

I dropped to my knees then and did the same thing to him as he had to
me. His cock was fantastic. Circumcised and about six inches long, a good
thickness but flared so that at the base it was about an inch further round
I guessed than it was at the top of the shaft, his glans was a perfect
helmet with a good ridge, I thought that would feel incredible in my ass. I
didn't want to make him cum so after a few minutes I stood up, kissed him
like I meant it and then guided him over to my bed. We cuddled and kissed
for a few minutes and I thought I could put up with an awful lot of this.

Peter takes up the tale.

I had never done anything with a boy before the barn, and never wanted to
until I saw Treano the first time. He was a devastating creature to look
at. I felt he didn't so much walk as glide and to watch him run was poetry
in motion. I had never thought about a boy being beautiful but that was the
only way to describe him. Every feature, to me was a beautiful part of a
sculpture. The barn was horrendous for both of us. I couldn't show my
feelings so I did all the things the others did, but as gently as I
could. I don't think anyone had thought through their actions until Treano
hit them with the police threat, we deserved it but I was sad that my life
was going to be ruined by a boy that I loved.

In the event I ended up here, alongside him in his bed ready to show him
some of that love. I stroked his body for ages, almost mesmerized as I
watched his skin return to its un-creased state after my hand had moved
over it, it was like watching silk being moved over a surface by a gentle
breeze. His nipples were quite small but almost as hard as his penis. His
cock and balls I sucked and played with for so long I don't know how I
managed to stop him orgasming more than once. The load I took from him was
enormous, but tasted so sweet I knew I would want much more. His cock was
almost twice as long as mine and while I sucked on it I wondered if there
was any possibility I would be able to take it up my ass, I knew I wanted
to. I wanted to feel that monster slide up inside me and fuck me slowly,
taking me to heights of ecstasy my mind couldn't even imagine, but first I
needed to satisfy his desire to be fucked with love. When I was almost
cumming myself I asked him to turn over, I put two pillows under his
abdomen to raise his butt and then I spread his legs. My eyes watered at
what I uncovered. The two beautiful mounds of his buttocks curled sharply
into the valley that housed his rosebud. I used my hands to pull his well
muscled gluts further apart to uncover that entry port more clearly, I knew
it was going to take me to Paradise, and I hoped him with it. Stretching
his ass pulled the puckers from his rosebud and that changed the colour as
well, from black to a much lighter brown, almost the same colour as his
skin. I slid my tongue all the way down the valley until it was worrying
his anus. I licked and kissed for a while before sucking as well. Boy was
that a surprise. He bucked quite hard, squealed, and had another massive
orgasm. We turned the pillow over and I resumed, only now I started to open
him up. A well slicked finger fucked him for a while.

"Oh jeez, Peter, that feels so good, don't stop."

So I didn't. Over the next half an hour, or thereabouts I gently opened him
up by adding more fingers and alternating those with my tongue. I stroked
and licked the cheeks as well until his panting heralded another orgasm
approaching. I used the lube on the bedside table on my cock and his anus
before lying over him and guiding my cock into his love tunnel. I was able
to slide all the way in one go he was so relaxed. I started to cry, no
other emotion could cover how I felt at that moment. I had been here before
but not like this. Treano's sphincter was gripping me hard as I moved
gently in and out of him, nuzzling his ear and his neck while I was doing
it. I guess I lasted about twenty strokes before having a mighty orgasm. I
didn't go soft so I turned him over, and re-entered him in the missionary
position.

Looking down on this boy with his massive appendage laying along his belly,
almost reaching his rib cage, I lifted his legs onto my shoulders and
started to fuck him again. I lifted his cock and took it in my mouth,
leaving both of my hands to play, one with his balls and perineum and the
other to tweak his nipples. I felt him swell inside my mouth prior to
cumming again so I sped up as well to orgasm the same time as him. I fell
sideways after I had finished cumming, keeping inside him until I softened
too much to be able to. Both of us were crying, I guess we were both
overcome with the feelings from this lovemaking. There was no doubt in my
mind now that whatever else I might be I was definitely a lover of this
black boy lying alongside me.

I licked his tears away, kissed him softly on the lips and just said. "I
love you Treano, I love you so much."

Treano resumes.

His eyes shone, then he kissed me as softly as I had kissed him, before
puting his head on my chest and falling asleep. I slept as well I guess
because it was dark when I woke. I lay there listening to the even
breathing of my lover and wondering how I could be so lucky.

Peter could just reach a bedside lamp without stretching enough to disturb
me. What he saw as the light came on made him gasp he told me later. In
sleep he said he thought I looked about ten. My face, in repose had lost
all tension and was the most totally beautiful sight he had ever seen,
flatterer, but I loved it. I don't know how long he lay there looking at my
face, but I was conscious of him hardly moving, it could have been a
minute, it could have been an hour, he said he was just totally lost in it.

I woke slowly, I could almost feel Peter's eyes boring into me. I opened
mine and gasped, I had never seen adoration in human eyes before but I knew
that was what I was seeing now. I smiled, and he did too. His whole being
seemed to glow with happiness as he leant in and brushed his lips against
mine.

"I think I have died and gone to heaven my love. I am so glad you have come
with me."

What on earth was I going to do with this man? You see I felt the same
way. The feel of his body close to mine, his penis inside me, the touch of
his lips, all of it like something from a dream. Reality couldn't possibly
be this amazing could it?

"Please tell me you'll do this to me again, it wasn't a dream was it Peter,
you really did make love to me?"

He just looked at me for ages and I could see his brain working, then very
quietly he spoke.

"I think it has to be a dream my love, nothing in the real world could have
been that wonderful."

He leant in and kissed me then, this was the most passionate kiss I had
ever experienced and I cried. I clung to him and I cried like my heart
would break. Through my sobs I managed to tell him how much I loved him and
please make love to me again, even if it is only in my dreams.

He did, and it was as wonderful as I had dreamt, only of course I hadn't
dreamt, it was real and I did have the most amazing lover, I could have no
doubt that what he said was true. He loved me, at that moment nothing else
in the world mattered as much as that.

Peter stayed the night, he also made love to me twice more, and I cried
twice more, as did he. At fifteen and eighteen I guess we hadn't the
experience of life to handle the emotions rocketing around our brains. The
whole thing was too awesome to grasp.

Mum and Dad arrived home before we had got out of bed the next morning so
yes, we got caught.  Fortunately we were just cuddling. Dad caught us but
being Dad he didn't look or sound shocked. He told me later that had been
because he had no idea I was into gay sex. Huh, him and me both 24 hours
before.

"I would guess you haven't had breakfast yet. Shall I ask your mother to
rustle some up for you in say thirty minutes?"

I could hardly answer and when I looked at Peter he was looking shocked at
my father's calm approach to catching his only son in bed with an older
male.

"Thanks Dad that would be great."

We showered and Peter was still dumbstruck. We entered the breakfast room
just as mum brought everything in from the kitchen.

"Good morning Darling, and who is this young man?"

I introduced Peter and we sat down for breakfast, huh, almost lunch. I
explained who Peter was, no not that, just that he was a member of the
athletics squad and we had won our meet the previous day.

"Peter and I both won our races Dad, he's very fast."

Dad grinned and replied, "Yes I can see that."

I picked up on the double entendre quicker than Peter because I knew my
Dad. We both blushed.

Dad got serious then.

"Is Peter on the list Son?"

"Yes Dad, but he's different. I'll tell you later."

Dad nodded, but Peter thought he was toast.

After brunch I thanked Peter for the lift home from athletics and as he got
in his car I whispered. "I love you so much, I'll see you at school
tomorrow."

He grinned and did a Patrick Swayze from the "Ghost" film, he just said
"Ditto."

I might have been a shy boy among strangers, and sometimes with friends,
but with Mum and Dad that didn't apply. They were still sat in the
breakfast room drinking coffee when I got back so I sat down and told them
about Peter and the barn, and then about yesterday and last night.

"I'm sorry Dad, and Mum, I love Peter, I can't imagine anyone ever being as
incredible as him, he loves me too in just the same way. I didn't think I
was gay until last week when I realised not everything the boys did to me
was horrible, and what Peter has done to me since athletics finished
yesterday has been more wondrous than I could imagine. I thought I had been
dreaming a couple of times because I couldn't believe loving for real could
be that good."

I stopped then realising I was running off at the mouth.

Dad smiled, took one of my hands in his.

"Is he the reason the statement hasn't gone to the police?"

I nodded. "I guess."

"So what are you going to do about the others?"

I giggled, "I'm sorry Mum. I've started already, I made the instigator of
all the horrible stuff give all the members of the athletic squad a blow
job after the meet finished."

My father nearly fell off his chair laughing and my mother looked really
shocked until she too fell about laughing.

The remainder of my day was great. Dad helped me with my assignments and we
spent good quality time together as a family. I guess I'm a lucky guy. When
parents were handed out I got the best pair in the world.

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In part 3, Treano has some more fun with the athletics team.

Now that we're into the story I'd love to hear what you think of it. I'm
never quite sure if my story format appeals unless you tell me.