Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2015 13:51:37 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Return Home Ch.2

				Return Home
				 Chapter 2

I had been home for two days before my sisters decided to come down and
talk to me.

"I see your manners have not improved with age. I am the master of this
house now and I will not put up with your rudeness while you are under my
roof. I expect to see a huge improvement in your attitude until I can
arrange to have you housed somewhere else."

That got their attention, but before they could speak I continued.

"I will expect to see you with the housekeeper and major domo learning how
to run this house. You will now cease to be ladies of leisure and start
being productive members of this household. How productive you become will
be the deciding factor on whether you remain here under my roof."

I turned and left them, retreating to my study. How I loved it, I could
have lived in here no problem at all. I realised after a few minutes
thought that my sisters had still not spoken to me and I smiled. During the
next few days I saw my sisters but they never ate with me in the dining
room preferring meals to be sent to their room. I wasn't worried, I didn't
want their company anyway. I did ask the housekeeper and the major domo
what they were doing. Very little was what I gathered. I thought that was
good, I now had the excuse to get them out of the house.

I bought a pleasant little house in town with two bedrooms and servants
quarters. I would let them take their personal maids who were slaves but I
would not provide other house staff. I allocated a town carriage for them
and a groom/driver. I set up a joint bank account for them and sanctioned a
fund transfer every month. It wasn't generous, but it was adequate. Then I
had the great pleasure of telling them.

"I have purchased a house for you both. I have furnished the ground floor
but the bedrooms you will furnish from this house. You will have your
maids, and a town carriage with driver. I have sanctioned a fund transfer
every month, but you must live within that allowance, I will not sanction
extra funds or guarantee an overdraft facility. The allowance will cease
when you marry and the house will be sold when you are both married as I
have no use for it."

No argument or begging. I guess they thought living in town would be
fun. That idea lasted until they were settled in and checked the bank. They
came running and screamed at me for the penury they would live in on my
allowance. Of course it wasn't small, but it wouldn't allow the extravagant
life style my father had sanctioned, just to keep a quiet life. They were
both of marriageable age and attractive females. I would pay for their
wedding I informed them but I would not offer any kind of dowry so they had
better marry for love. I was now free to behave how I liked in the house.

I kept my cook because she was good, and two kitchen maids, but the
remainder of my house staff were replaced gradually by males, and those
males were the young ones that would one day grace my bed. Because
housework and laundry was women's work I had found the softer more
effeminate slaves to fill the roles. I was delighted with them and kept
them dressed in just little short trousers, tight fitting. They slept in
slave quarters at the house so I didn't have to worry about them being
abused in the slave village. The slaves soon understood my special boys
quarters, but left them alone on pain of death. They were effectively my
harem. They had better quarters, less work, more freedom of movement and
all they had to do was have man on man sex, some would learn to take huge
cocks in their arse, but I would make sure they were opened up and treated
well. I usually had one of them sleep with me at night because I loved to
cuddle a warm body after sex. Treano was my boy for the first week. On his
third night I took his virginity. It was most enjoyable and when he fucked
me it was incredible, he was 100% more enthusiastic in the active role. I
thought I would probably use him when I was feeling passive, but seldom
take him when I wanted to fuck. I think we became friends in a weird way. I
made him call me Robert in the bedroom and we would lay alongside each
other in bed and talk for ages after sex. He was training with my Farrier
because he loved horses. I would let him ride with me some days because I
enjoyed his company.

I didn't get really kinky for months, but one of my sixteen year olds
became my most regular bed companion. He hated the sex but loved being
pampered, fed my type of food and kept close by much of the time, he was
also clothed much better than any of the others. I treated him like a
little brother. I needed sex several times a day. Sometimes just a blowjob
but Paul became so good at it that I didn't want him far away.

The first night that I attacked his arse was magic.

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"Come in Paul."

That was how our third night together started. He stood on front of me with
his head down, dressed in his little shorts.

"Have you bathed?"

"Yes Master."

"Good, come closer."

He stood between my legs. I lifted his chin with one finger and looked into
his soulful eyes. I kissed him gently on the lips, pulled back and spoke
softly to him.

"I think I am a little in love with you, and by the time I have made love
to you tonight that will probably be a lot in love with you. You are quite
the most beautiful slave that I own."

A very quiet, "Thank you Master," followed that and I kissed him much more
passionately as I slid his shorts down his legs. I held him at arm's length
then and scoped him out. He was quite petite but perfectly formed, if he
grew anymore I guessed he would become an incredibly handsome young man. I
intended to work his body so that it muscled up almost as good as a field
hand, but I didn't want him too big. I brought him in closer to me again
and played with him. His groin was to die for. At eighteen he had almost
seven inches of cock. It was quite thick and had a tidy little ball
sack. He had lovely narrow hips and the most perfect little bubble butt I
had ever seen. I stood up and asked him to undress me and start playing
with me. I was already erect but I wanted to feel his hands and mouth on my
penis. He had learnt well, but he wouldn't be really good unless he was gay
and I didn't think he was. I let him play for a little while before
standing up and walking with him to the bed. I kissed and stroked him for a
long time telling him how beautiful I thought he was.

After a suitable period I swivelled round and we started mutual
sucking. His little mouth was divine on my cock. I made him come up on his
knees and straddle me. That served to spread his cheeks very wide and
allowed me very easy access to his love tunnel. I stroked his cute cheeks
for a while leaning up a little to kiss them before moving in and running a
slick finger down his crack until I touched his anus. I worried it for a
little while before sliding the finger in to the first knuckle and playing
with his cock and balls. He relaxed and I slid in all the way finding his
prostate. It was a no brainer after that. I had three fingers in quite
quickly slowly fucking him with them while blowing his cock and playing
with his balls. I felt he was ready, or as ready as he would ever be so I
slid out from under him, told him to remain doggy position and got between
his legs again. Plenty of lubrication and I placed my cockhead at his entry
and stroked his back and cheeks before applying pressure, feeling his anus
give I applied more pressure and slid in. He yelped and then nothing. I
felt him relax and eased more cock into a cute butt. It took me a long time
to bottom out having used short slow thrusts to pleasure him. Eventually he
had all of me. He had made no more noise so I felt round the front and was
delighted that he was as hard as a rock. I made him drop his shoulders onto
the mattress and nearly came on the spot as the position emphasised the
roundness of his cheeks. I slow fucked him to the most extreme orgasm I
ever had. I think he must have thought I had peed in his arse. I kept
fucking him slowly until I was too soft to go in and then I pulled out,
rolled him over and blew him to a massive orgasm as well. He was crying and
I expected that. Not because I had hurt him but because I had effectively
taken his manhood. I kissed the tears away before rolling him onto me. He
was very light and it wasn't uncomfortable. He lay with his head on my
chest while I stroked him gently and told him how magnificent he had been
and that I had never orgasmed with so much joy. It was quite a long time
before he raised his head and looked me in the eyes.

"I'll never be a man now, will I?"

I stroked his cheek.

"Of course you will. Sex with me won't change what you are. You are a
beautiful young man now, and I am sure you will become a beautiful older
man. If you are not truly like me I will mate you with the prettiest of the
girls and you will sire the most adorable children in the world."

I don't think I convinced him but he put his head on my chest and was
asleep in minutes. I knew then that I did love him and would not allow
anyone else to touch him. I would use a couple of the others for my kinkier
sex.

The next day I showed him the small bedroom next to mine. It was a guest
bedroom so it was quite luxurious with cotton bedclothes, carpeted floor
and space for clothes. He had a chair and a bedside table with a lamp on
it.

"Would you like to live here and become my companion?"

He didn't understand companion but he did the living bit. His eyes were
almost popping out of his head.

"Do you mean live here like a white man, Master?"

"Yes, exactly that and you will learn to do all the things that I do. I
will get Treano to teach you to ride and I will start to teach you to read
and write. We won't tell anyone about that though, will we?"

He knew that it was against the law to educate slaves in this year of our
Lord, 1820.

I took him into town that day and my tailor measured him for some fine
clothes. He would accompany me everywhere to carry my hat or my cloak when
I didn't want it. Initially we travelled by carriage, but when his riding
became competent we went by horseback. I bought him his own, a beautiful
white Arabian. My love for my little man grew and the number of nights he
slept in his own bed decreased. I started teaching him to read and
write. Lessons were always fun. We weren't on a time frame so I didn't need
to get uptight if he was slow grasping anything.

Treano was being taught by my Farrier and in turn was teaching Paul. I
could see the improvements as we rode often together. Treano guessed that I
loved the boy because I seldom called on him after a few months. I did
ocassionally like him to come and fuck me, he was very good at it. I had
let Paul fuck me once but he liked that even less than me fucking him.

My new house staff worked out very well and I would often get a blowjob
from one or other of them, and ocassionally a quick fuck. They didn't
appear to mind. They were, after all, being treated far better than most
slaves.

I started to teach two more of the older teen boys. Gentle sex while they
got used to it. Of course they hated it, man on man sex was definitely not
something I had found any of them liked. When they had both taken my cock
in their arses and were comfortable with it I made them play with each
other and then fuck each other. They quite obviously hated it and that made
it less fun for me to watch so I put them over my knees, one at a time and
spanked them quite hard making both of them cry.

"Now you listen to me. I am making your lives much easier than your peers
because I like having sex with you. If you want to return to the bachelor
boy's quarters you may do so. If you remain where you are I will expect
considerably more enthusiasm than you have shown tonight."

They looked at each other and then said, almost in unison, "Yes Master."

"Off you go then, and tell Treano if you are going to move. If you do, you
will train as stable boys."

They knew what that entailed. They would be shovelling horse shit and
mixing it with straw to be used as fertiliser on the vegetable gardens.

Cotton and Tobacco was making plantation owners wealthy and they started
looking for thoroughbred horses. I was expanding into that
business. Initial outlay for fine stallions and breeding mares was high,
but they were quite labour intensive. I needed few slaves to look after
them meaning that my bred slaves could mostly be sold. By the time I was 40
years old I imagined I would be incredibly wealthy with horse and slave
sales making up most of my income. The cotton would take up less and less
area as I turned it to grazing for the horses. The slaves I bred would tend
towards fancies rather than field hands because they sold for much more
money. I wasn't interested in covering the wenches so I made Treano one of
my main stud bucks. I would expect to get light skinned bucks from those
mating's.

I took Treano to bed the next night because I wanted to be lazy. I told him
my plans for him and he was delighted. The main reason he was such a good
top was because he was as horny as me and therefore fucking me gave him
much pleasure. He told me that my two little ones had told him they wanted
to go back to normal working. I was annoyed because it meant I had to start
all over again with two more, getting them primed and ready to take
enormous black cock, not just mine. Paul kept me from taking it out on the
boys. He was my calming influence. Being with him was like walking in
sunshine all the time. He was half cast so he might have been my
half-brother as well, but I wasn't sure. I wish dad had noted down sires
and dams, it would have helped me with the breeding programme among other
things.

The two new boys were very enthusiastic when they saw the mess their
predecessors were in every day, so I had them broken to gay sex
quickly. The night I had them both together making love to each other, I
was delighted. I had no idea if they were gay or just horny little buggers
who liked their present living conditions. I was monumentally hard watching
them fuck each other. They were full grown now I guessed and had wonderful
appendages and patently loved fucking, maybe not as enthusiastic as
bottoms, but still very entertaining. I was now ready to have my first
showing of a big buck fucking them. I chose Leroy who was one of my gang
leaders. He was early 30s, very good looking and he carried a truly amazing
monster between his legs.

He was lying on the bed in the main guest bedroom with my two angels either
side of him kneeling.

"I want you both to excite Leroy and see how big his cock grows. When I am
satisfied, you are going to open up each other until you can each take a
fist, and then Leroy is going to fuck you."

They looked at the cock and the look was terror. This whole scenario had me
harder than I think I had ever been. I wanted Leroy to fuck me as well. His
cock was way beyond awesome. I had never seen anything like it. I told the
little ones to continue opening each other using plenty of lubrication and
took Leroy through to my bedroom. I told him how to open me up and I went
doggy fashion on my bed. He had enormous hands so when he told me he had
all five digits going in and out of my arse I had to relax to be
comfortable.

"Put plenty of lubricant on your cock, Leroy and finger some into my arse,
then enter me, just a couple of inches to start with."

He was quite reluctant until I turned round and took him in my mouth for a
blowjob. I only sucked for a little while to make him really horny and then
turned round again.

"Enter me now."

He did and I had to bite down hard on my pillow to stop from screaming. The
pain never really went away, but it did ease considerably eventually and I
told him to continue penetrating me. My God, it was sensational. The pain
as he went over the second barrier was so intense I almost blacked out, but
I persevered and was rewarded by the most incredible fuck I had ever
received. I took all of him and was never free of pain, but his attack on
my prostate was so brutal that I came several times. I made him turn me
over once he had bottomed out and I propped myself up as best I could to
watch him. He pushed down quite hard on the back of my thighs bending me in
such a way that I could see him entering me all the time. I knew then that
I was going to find an older boy to take him so that I could watch
closer. I wasn't going to let him fuck the two boys in the next room, I was
sure now that he would damage them and I was not a sadist. When he
eventually orgasmed it made my eyes open in shock, I had never felt
anything as powerful in my life. I made him remain embedded in me until he
was completely flaccid. When he pulled out I felt empty.

"That was incredible, Leroy, I may well ask you to do that again sometime,
but you can go now, you aren't going to fuck the boys. I think you would
damage them and I don't want that."

He gave me a surprised looked, touched his forelock and spoke.

"Thank you Master." And then he was gone, he picked up his clothes in the
boys room.

When I re-joined them they were still fist fucking each other.

"Alright you two, you can stop that. I am not going to let Leroy touch you,
instead I want you to see how excited you can get me."

I loved it, they pulled out all the stops and gave me another massive
orgasm. I had one each side of me afterwards and spent about half an hour
stroking them and kissing them. They were such beautiful boys I was pleased
I hadn't damaged them.

I took Paul to bed with me, just for cuddles.