Black as Night: A Christmas Trip by Jon Hold Copyright © 2007, 2014, 2016 jonhold@earthlink.net
Dearest Father,
I hope you have read "Black as Night" and "Black as Night II". The original stories my Daddy had me write for you. If not, you might want to find those letters and read them first. If you can't find them, that's OK. This letter will be self-explanatory. I want you to know that you ARE my father, and that I love you very much. The quick form of my previous letters is that I met a man when I was in jail and he has become my Daddy. He knows how to discipline me and how to give me the guidance I need. He is big, bigger than you even, and very strong. He is black and he works for me and he spanks me and lets me submit to him sexually. I always wanted you to care enough about me to take charge and help me grow up. You never did. Jimmy told me to tell you that if, after reading this letter completely, you want to help me, you are welcome in our home any time.
Two weeks before Christmas, Daddy had me pack our bags for an extended trip to his home in Alabama. I got to goofing around with some stuff I found in one of my drawers and lost track of time. Daddy came to check on me and when he saw how much I hadn't done he gave me a red hot spanking (a "red hot" spanking is one that makes my butt glow bright red) and then strapped one of the new dildo's up my ass and set it to give me a level three electric shock for three seconds every minute. He told me that he would turn the dildo off when I had finished packing and he approved of my work.
At level three that thing made my whole body twitch and go rigid for three seconds. I tried to work as fast as I could, but it's hard to concentrate with your whole body jumping around out of control for three seconds every minute. I was sweating bad when I finally managed to go get Daddy to check my work. He was on the telephone and just pointed to the corner when I tried to interrupt. When he got done on the phone he took off that wide leather belt of his, pulled me out of the corner by my hair and beat my ass good for interrupting him. He didn't even stop when the electric shocks hit me. He finally accepted my apology and took me to my bedroom. He just barely approved of my packing and had me bring him one of my ping-pong paddles so he could remind me that I shouldn't have to be asked twice to do a job.
Jimmy didn't turn off the electricity to my butt until he was completely done spanking me, and then he left the cold metal spike up my ass as a reminder until he took me to bed. My ass was all stretched out and the muscles tired from all the shocking they'd taken that day, so I was a pretty sloppy fuck, which Jimmy kept reminding me of as he fucked my sloppy boy cunt for hours and hours that night. Putting me into all sorts of weird positions and fucking me with forceful wild abandon. At one point he took me into the bathroom and gave me a huge enema, fucking into the hot, soapy mess until I was begging him for mercy. Crying and begging and whimpering for permission to release the pressure his heavy black tubesteak was pumping into the water filling me. He finally threw me down on my back in the bathtub with my head at the drain end. I held my asscheeks together trying to keep the water inside me, but some kept leaking out. Jimmy pissed all over me, the hot urine burning its way into my nose and eyes and then all over my trembling, convulsing body as Jimmy told me what a worthless piece of shit I was. He finally told me to go ahead and shit all over myself and to spend the rest of the night in the tub. If I wanted a beating worse than any I had ever imagined, all I had to do was let him hear any water running in the bathroom. Jimmy left for his bed, leaving me there crying in the bottom of the tub with shitty water running through my hair to the drain. I hurt like a lost child and finally cried myself to sleep, but just had bad nightmares instead of getting any real sleep.
Jimmy stepped into the tub early in the morning and pissed on me again while he was showering. When he was done with his shower he turned off the water and then, without a word, squatted down on the side of the tub and took a huge shit on my chest. Still silent, he farted and then walked over to the toilet and wiped his ass. He came back and threw the dirty paper on me and told me to get myself and the bathroom cleaned up and then to report to him.
Crying, broken, I cleaned the mess out of the tub and washed all the piss and shit off of my body, using the floor brush to scrub my skin raw in an attempt to get the filth out of my pores.
The bathroom spotless and my body as clean as I could get it, I knew I was a great disappointment to Jimmy and crawled out to him on my knees. He was sitting, still naked, black and imposing in the living room. I crawled over to him on my belly and began kissing, licking and sucking his feet, praying that he would forgive me.
Jimmy took a handful of hair (he had me growing it long because he liked me with long hair and liked his cunt to have long hair) and pulled me up over his lap. Using the wide pink palm of his hand he started spanking me the way he did when he wanted to get me horny, only much harder. This was the first punishment spanking he'd ever given me with the flat of his hand. He started explaining to me how I had to learn my place and quit acting. To admit, and be what I really was and to quit playing games. The more I cried the harder he spanked me and the more angry he seemed to get. I finally just gave up and let go of the last of my dignity and shame and accepted the spanking he was giving me.
Jimmy noticed my complete surrender and gave me a few extra hard swats to seal my fate and then gathered me up in his arms like a baby and held me in his lap. I was hiccuping and trying to control myself like a small boy who has been punished by his daddy. Jimmy turned my head and his pap entered my mouth and I nursed to soothe myself. My breathing became calmer and I slowly got myself under control as Jimmy said he was sorry for treating me so badly but that he really wanted to take me home for Christmas and he couldn't introduce me to his father and brothers until I had been thoroughly trained. A white man would never be welcome in their house. But as the slave of a nigger (his word) I would be acceptable to his family, soon to be my family.
"So, who am I?"
"You are my Daddy."
"And you are my boy. Are you going to be Daddy's good boy from here on out?"
"Yes, Sir, Daddy. I'm your good boy.
Jimmy hugged me and gave me a big kiss. "That's my boy. That's my good boy!"
Daddy held me tight and I cried for happiness.
Part the Second:
Jimmy had finally broken through all the crap and had let me know who, and what, I was. For the first time in my life, I was accepting myself for myself instead of some ideal my parents had always held up in front of me in expectation. My gratitude for Jimmy's teaching's was so profound that I would have willingly prostituted myself to Jimmy in expiation had it not already been in my nature to give myself wholly to him.
The week before our holiday vacation started was glorious. Jimmy was able to put aside his role as macho trainer of worthless white trash as I gladly and eagerly worshiped the very ground he walked on. My asshole adapted totally to his size and vigor as we sat and necked for hours, the television totally ignored as we spooned, often with me sitting astraddle Jimmy's loins as our lips and tongues unceasingly entwined. Jimmy never tired of exploring my body and investigating the finer points of my erotic zones. We both lost weight as sharing our newfound intimacy became more appealing than eating.
Several times I begged or teased Jimmy into giving me a good spanking as a prelude to intense sex, but all it really took was reasonably close proximity and any half-assed excuse for privacy. Like the night Jimmy took me out on the town, in HIS section of town, and I spent most of the evening on display standing next to his chair wearing nothing except a black leather collar and a chrome steel dog leash. After repeated requests, Jimmy took me into the back room and demonstrated how well I took huge black cock up my narrow white ass and how grateful I was for him servicing me. Or like the morning Jimmy parked the limo in front of my office building and we fucked totally naked while passersby's tried to see what was going on through the darkly tinted windows. Jimmy and I were laughing the whole time, especially when my secretary and ex-partner came by and Jimmy busted his nut up my ass going on about how he'd like to fuck my ex-partner --- and my secretary --- at the same time!
The departure of our train for Alabama came almost as a surprise. Our first-class cabin became our own special universe as the train wended its way slowly from town to back-woods town. The old man who was our porter was obviously uneasy with our traveling together until he caught Jimmy giving me a spanking for some minor infraction or another. That night, Jimmy had me insult the old man on purpose in the dining car---and then offered him a shot at my butt in recompense. The old man demurred, but when he made up our beds that evening Jimmy had me drop my pants and lay over the edge of the lower bunk, offering my naked butt to the old man. When he finally realized that we were both serious, the old man took out many years of frustration and anger at the demeaning behavior he had been forced to endure on my butt, and then treated me as a favored grandson for the rest of the trip, even kissing me good-night and patting my bottom each evening, telling my Daddy to take good care of his boy.
We left the train in Birmingham and Daddy rented a car, but not before the old porter pulled me into his little office and felt me up real good while giving me one LONG good-bye kiss. Daddy stood guard at the door and then shook the old man's hand. "If we see you on the way back, maybe you wouldn't mind tucking my boy into bed and reading him a bedtime story while I'm having a late drink?"
"I'd be right proud to baby-sit that boy of yours, Sir. He wouldn't be no problem at all."
Jimmy grinned, "And if he was, why... you'd just have to give his ass a good spanking, wouldn't you."
The old man patted Jimmy's shoulder and rubbed my butt. With a big grin, the front of his pants sticking out way more than a properly trained porter's ought to, the old man wished us a safe and happy journey and handed Jimmy a piece of paper with the names and dates of the trains he would be working.
Jimmy had gotten so worked up that I spent most of the trip up the freeway to Moulton sucking juicy dick and having my butt rubbed. Jimmy got us a room in the Motel 6 where the road for Moulton leaves the freeway. We didn't even get any dinner before Daddy dragged me into his room to show me what happens to little boys who tease their Daddies.
First Daddy carefully undressed his little boy and then led him by the hand into the bathroom to go potty. Once the little boy was done and his daddy had cleaned his bottom, the little boy was lead into the bedroom where his Daddy sat down on the bed. Carefully, the little boy was stretched out over his big Daddy's lap and positioned just so. Then Daddy spanked the little boy until his butt was bright red and the little boy was crying real hard. Then Daddy got up and put his dark black cock between the little boys ruby-red lips to help calm him down. While the boy was sucking Daddy used two fingers and some Vaseline to get his little boy ready.
The little boy was already hot from his spanking and couldn't wait any longer. Jumping up on the bed with his raised butt facing his Daddy, the little boy cried out, "Oh, Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me really good, Daddy!"
Jimmy couldn't resist his little boy's need and gave him exactly what he wanted, dashing outside to get them some pretty weird sandwiches at the nearby deli in-between fucks number three and four. Jimmy's baby finally fell asleep under the covers, nursing away at the big black cock in his mouth while his poor bruised and battered butt leaked sperm in a steady, narrow trickle.
They pulled up in front of Jimmy's daddy's house before the morning heat had really gotten started. It was one of those old farm houses you see scattered all over the South. Green roof in need of patching. White paint in need of painting, Screened in porch with a sagging screen door. Dirt driveway and more "things" in the "lawn" than most junk yards had in stock. There were several old tires and a commode with flowers growing out of them and even two pink plastic flamingo's, one of which had been shot with a shotgun.
Just as Jimmy was about to lead me into the house he spotted an older man coming from the barn, a leaning affair of uncertain age. Jimmy greeted his Daddy and then introduced me. The rest of the day was VERY uncomfortable for me. Jimmy's daddy acted like he could barely stand having me around his house and refused to talk to me directly. Jimmy's four youngest brothers were still living at home. They scared me. Even the fourteen year old was big and mean looking, and it was obvious that none of them liked me and resented Jimmy for bringing a white man into their home. The food at dinner was good, but I could hardly swallow a bite for all the dirty looks I was getting.
Right after dinner Jimmy's daddy said he was going to his lodge meeting and wouldn't be home until late. As soon as he left Jimmy told me to get the dishes done and then he and his brothers grabbed a beer each and headed for the living room where I heard them talking. A couple of times Jimmy hollered at me to bring more beer so I'd open five cans, put them on a tray and serve them to Jimmy and his surly brothers. I got a better look at Jimmy's brothers while serving them beer than I had all day. Without exception, even through their surly glares, extremely good looking men. Thick full lips. Thick dark cushions of tightly curled hair on their heads with thick eyebrows and, all except Matthew, the very youngest, they showed signs of having beards every bit has heavy as Jimmy's. They were all wearing loose overall's so I couldn't tell what was in their pants, but their bodies were heavily muscled from hard work and their dusky skin had a healthy rich sheen. Even though they scared me, a lone white man in a houseful of white-hateing blacks, I found myself being turned on by their masculine good looks and the heavy musk smell of sexually randy men.
When I finally finished the dishes and cleaned the kitchen as well as I could without working all night, I stood in the door leading into the living room, not knowing what to do.
"You done with the dishes, Boy?" Jimmy asked when he finally decided to notice me.
"Yes, Sir."
"Okay. Now I'm going to show you boys why I have my own personal white boy."
Jimmy motioned me over and stood up. When I got over to him he took my belt off and then unfastened my pants and dropped them around my ankles. Pushing me over the arm of the overstuffed couch, Jimmy complained about how long it had taken me to clean the kitchen and how slow I'd been in bringing him and his brothers their beers. Jimmy's brothers watched wide-eyed while Jimmy worked my ass over good with my own belt. I knew that Jimmy was putting on a show for his brothers benefit because if he'd really been angry he'd have used his own, much heavier, belt on my ass. As it was, my much lighter belt made plenty of satisfactory noise and stung like crazy, redding up my ass in no time. Jimmy laid a few across my back for good measure and then dropped his own pants. Just barely taking the time to make sure I was lubed up the way I'd been trained to be at all times, Jimmy shook that fat tube of his a couple of times to shake some extra stiffness into it and plunged it all the way up my ass in one hard lunge. The air wooshed out of my lungs and I moaned with the deep-seated pleasure of having my man take charge of my ass once again.
Jimmy put on quite a show for his brothers, fucking me hard and deep with plenty of withdrawal so the boys could see the action. All four of Jimmy's baby brothers were wide-eyed and not missing a thing. I found myself being very turned on by their obvious interest and lust. As they groped and pulled at themselves, I first pulled off my shirt and then kicked off my shoes and socks and pants until I was stripped buck naked. Freed of all encumbrances I was able to spread my legs and help Jimmy give me the best fuck possible. Jimmy apparently was getting pretty turned on by having his brothers watch him fuck his own personal white ass because he was giving me one of the wildest fucks I'd ever received. I got wild right back and Jimmy and I had that old couch shaking and skidding across the floor. Luke, the biggest of the boys, came over and added his weight to the couch to help hold it in place.
Sweat pouring down my face, hands planted on the seat cushion and my back arched to help me fuck back onto Jimmy's pounding cock, I looked up at Luke and returned his lustful stare. Licking my lips, my eyes implored him to come a little closer. And a little closer. And just a tiny bit closer were, my eyes never leaving his, I was able to undo the button on the side of his bib overalls and sneak my hand into the heated confines of his clothing. My hand sought and immediately found a tube of hot flesh that I couldn't reach around. It was slick from sweat and slime and had a loose covering of velvet smooth skin. I looked deeply into Luke's eyes, begging him for what I needed.
As if Mesmerized. Unable to break eye contact with me. Luke fumbled and then managed to unsnap the wire bails from the metal buttons from the bib of his overalls. The smell of a rank male in heat swamped my senses as Luke lowered the front flap of his overalls, exposing himself to me. I lifted the heavy tube in my hand and dove into the fetid miasma, swallowing black cock as I drove my nose into the odoriferous jungle of Luke's heated crotch. Luke grabbed my head and with a roar of agonized pleasure, ground his wiry pubes into my face. Jimmy, still pounding my ass, leaned forward and demanded that I suck his brothers cock even as his hand on the back of my head pushed my face even harder into Luke's thrusting groin.
The cock in my throat hardened to immense thickness making me unsure if I would be able to back off the thing, even if both brothers let go of me. I was seeing stars. Huge black cock fucking my ass. Black thickness stuffing my throat. Two other black studs stripped naked and jacking off in a frenzy over the top of me. The rough material of the couch abrading my belly and bone-hard cock. I started screaming as I plastered the arm of the couch with the same sperm I was suddenly receiving down my throat and up my ass.
Still splattering hot cum all over my back, Jimmy pulled his cock out of my ass and grabbed his brothers arm. "John, get over here and fuck this ass. This white cunt needs more cock up his faggot ass."
John wasted no time getting behind me and plowing into me with a cock every bit as big as his older brothers. I screamed again around the cock down my throat and started working my ass frantically to give John the best fuck he'd ever had. Not only did I want too, but I knew that Jimmy would bust my butt in a major way if I didn't give his brother the best fuck possible. Matthew went up on his toes and threw his head back. I pulled my face off Luke's still throbbing throat plug hard enough to almost do myself an injury, but Matthew was about to lose it and I wasn't about to lose his creamy load. His hand was beating my face as I forced my way onto the fuming head of the fourteen year olds suddenly spurting cock. Confused, Matthew tried to push me away, bloodying my nose in the process before he realized what the wet heat around the head of his cock meant. With one frantic grab at my head the orgasm-crazed boy slammed his crotch into my face and shot massive quantities of thickly clotted teen sperm as he scrubbed my bruised lips with his thin, wiry brush. I refused to let him into my throat, taking his full load into my mouth were I could fully enjoy the youthful taste of his male seed and juices.
Leaving clothes scattered all over the living room, the five brothers dragged me off to their bedroom where they taught me to take black cock in mass quantities. Matthew was introduced to the fine art of ass fucking by his older brothers and couldn't seem to get enough of giving my ass a hard spanking and then fucking the hot butt. I made allowances for his youth and explained how he could get maximum results from both his bare hand and a belt. Matthew was a quick learner and eager to apply what he had learned. His brothers made sure his little ass was kept warmed up the entire time he was fucking me, and he was more than happy to return the favor. Matthew, in his youthful exuberance, managed to burn out early and fell asleep wrapped in a blanket on the floor while his older brothers continued to fuck me through the night.
The boys finally left to do their morning chores, after Matthew got done using his morning boner on my now VERY sloppy ass. I staggered down to the bathroom and plopped down on the toilet, letting all that cum drain out of me. I was tired, but I felt somehow wonderful. I'd been used good, and I'd loved it. Five beautiful black brothers had just spent the night having passionate sex with me. I knew that my Daddy loved me, and was happy for him that his brothers had all accepted me.
I'd just got done cutting a huge wet fart when I looked up and saw Jimmy's father standing in the doorway. White hair covering his chest, wearing nothing but a loose pair of old white boxer shorts, he was staring at me in anger.
I had to clear my throat two or three times before I could croak out, "Yes, Sir?"
Walking over to me the old man ran his fingers into my long hair. "You kept my boys up all night, didn't you."
"Yes, Sir." I admitted in a quiet voice.
"How the hell am I supposed to get any work out of them if you keep the up until all hours?"
With that, the old man clenched his fist in my hair and without giving me a chance to wipe or anything he lifted me right off the toilet. Dropping his undershorts and taking the seat himself he pulled me across his lap and took a wide hairbrush from the back of the sink and started working my ass over with the brutal paddle. Before he was finished I was snot-nosed, crying my eyes out, felt like my butt was going to fall off and had been thoroughly instructed as to just who was the boss and who made the rules on this farm.
Dragging me into the cast iron tub by my hair he bent me over and I howled as he plunged his cock up my ass. Not only had his paddling tightened my hole right up, his cock was at least ten percent bigger in any dimension than any of his sons'. It was a rough, brutal fuck meant simply to get the old man a nut. There was no consideration of me other than as a fuckhole. When he was done fucking me he turned on the water and kept slapping my face and ass until I had managed to wash him to his satisfaction. Then he got out of the tub and told me to get cleaned up and to then come to his bed.
I hosed out my butt and washed myself all over before searching for the old man's bedroom. I found it quickly and knocked on the doorframe of the open door. The old man lifted the covers and motioned me to join him. I closed the door and crawled under the covers. The old man explained to me that he'd been a slave as a child and the old masa had taken him to bed to "help his rumatiz." Then he told me that I was about to have the favor returned.
That old man made love to me with more skill, ability and sheer masculine power than I had ever dreamed possible. I was spread and begging him to fuck me before he entered me the first time. My asshole was actually aching with need and I was crying I wanted him so bad. I was cumming over and over from way deep inside when he finally had mercy and came inside of me, slowly bringing me back down to Earth from the pinnacles of passion I had been suspended from.
We napped and then he gave me another long, leisurely fuck, stopping several times to paddle my ass and work my nuts over. I had never realized how powerfully turned on I could become by having my testicles punished, but the old man was a master and took me on flights of pleasure I had never imagined possible. He spanked me several times for cumming without his permission and had me drinking his piss to keep him from leaving me to go to the bathroom. Not until dinnertime did he finally let me out of his bed. He got dressed, but made me stand in the corner until he fastened an old dog collar around my neck and snapped a leash on it. A quick "Down, Boy" put me immediately on my hands and knees and I followed him like a good dog down the hall and into the dining room. I sat on the floor beside him and he petted me and fed me scraps from his plate all through dinner.
After dinner he let me off the leash so I could do the dishes and clean the kitchen. I was told to join them in the living room as soon as I was done. I quickly and thoroughly did my chores and then crawled back into the livingroom. I sat like a dog would next to Jimmy's Dad's chair and lifted my chin so he could snap the leash back on my collar. He patted my head and went back to watching his TV program. I laid down on the floor and waited patiently. Several times I was released from the lead to fetch beers or snacks, but always went right back and sat to be leashed again before lying down at my masters feet.
The old man finally stood up, stretched and yawned. "Well, all the folks'll be showing up for Christmas tomorrow." He handed my lead to Jimmy. "You take him down and put him in a box stall tonight. Each of you boys can fuck him once, but I want you right back up here afterwards and in bed, you hear me."
"Yes, Sir!" all five boys answered.
Jimmy led me to the barn, my hands and legs getting a little abraded by the dirt and gravel, but he let me stop and pee against a tree and then again so I could squat and take a shit. The boys watched me with no more interest than if I were a real dog. Jimmy washed my butt off with cold water from the hosepipe before they took me inside the barn. Luke threw a smelly old blanket over a bale of hay and all five boys fucked me spread-eagled over that bale of hay. Then Jimmy took me into the box stall and hooked my lead to a ring set into the wall. He patted my head and told me I'd been a good boy and he was very happy with me for making his Dad so happy. He closed both halves of the Dutch door and I curled up in the loose straw and immediately fell asleep.
At about oh-dark-thirty Matthew snuck into the stall with me. He made me suck him off and then fucked my ass good. When he was done fucking me I told him I didn't want him to get into any trouble so he'd better get back to bed. He smiled and kissed me good-night, which quickly lead to him fucking me again, but right after that he did take off and didn't get caught.
The boys came down in the morning to do their chores. Just like I was one of the animals with a special use, such as milking, they each fucked me and then they fed me breakfast. I didn't see anyone else, though I heard a lot of people coming and going, until after noon when Jimmy opened the door and ushered all of his brothers into the box stall. Thirteen different cocks gang-fucked me, each taking at least one shot at both my mouth and ass. They had just barely finished when the word started getting around and cousins, and uncles and in-laws started showing up, all wanting a little of the action with the white boy. By the time it was time for them to go to dinner and the evenings celebration I had been fucked at one end or the other by every male present over the age of eleven. Proud fathers stood there and helped their sons fuck their virgin loads into the white boy. I tried extra hard to make those fucks and sucks really special, and the boys seemed to appreciate it, coming back time after time for repeats. One boy, with hardly any pubic hair at all, could fuck and cum, fuck and cum over and over and over again until his father finally pulled him out of my mouth and told him to take a break before he broke something permanently. He was back twenty minutes later fucking me in the ass.
Jimmy brought me dinner and sat with me while I ate, telling me how proud he was of me and how much I'd learned about my place in life. Jimmy took the dirty dishes back up to the house and much later everyone started going home. By ones and twos the men came by to say good-night and give me a final fuck or get a nice blow-job. Things were very relaxed with the guys waiting talking and joking around while they waited for their turns. The youngsters were fucking me like they might never get any again and their dads were just laughing about it. Jimmy gave me the final fuck of the evening and wished me a good night. Matthew visited me again in the middle of the night, but fell asleep with his cock up my ass. Jimmy gave him a chance to fuck off his morning boner before sending him back up to the house. Jimmy took me outside to the horse cleaning pad and washed me down good over the concreted in drain. He even used the big rubber hose to flush my insides out really good.
He lead me to the house in a round-about way that kept to the grass, stopping twice to let me pee against the bushes. Once up on the porch Jimmy tied a great big red ribbon and bow around my neck over the dog collar and then led me into the house. He walked up to his dad and handed him the leash.
"Happy Christmas, Daddy."
The old man looked at his son and then down at me. "Is this what you want?"
I just licked his bare feet and rolled over on my back to have my belly petted.
END
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