Randy Richards is a 39 y/o dominate whtmale looking for a live-in submissive botm slave to worship his strong insatiable 9" cock. Jeffery Rollins is a 19 y/o blkmale from the hood who was curious about his sexuality, but had never been with a man before. This is their story...
BLACK SUB2 -pt7
"What the HELL's going on here?" asked Frank Rollins, standing in the doorway of his house with his two oldest sons (Marvin and Bernard), seeing his youngest son totally nude laying on the floor of their living room with cum dripping from his asshole.
"uh..." sounded a stunned Jeffery, looking up in absolute horror. Just then the back door was heard slamming, followed by the loud roar of a neighbor's barking dog.
"What the fuck...?! Who was THAT??!" called Bernard, running to the kitchen to investigate. Jeffery saw his oldest brother rush pass him, and hoped against hope that Tyrell somehow found a way to get dressed and out of sight before his brother could learn who it was. But at the moment, he had some heavy explaining to do.
"Well, son?" asked dad, shutting the front door behind him as he tried to figure out this mess.
"I'll tell you what's going on!" offered Marvin, putting two and two together. He reached down and flipped Jeffery roughly onto his stomach. Bending at the knees, he then grabbed two hefty handfuls of his brother's sweaty ass cheeks and pulled them apart. "Obviously he was getting FUCKED! Look, he still has cum running out of his ass!"
"Cum?" questioned dad, hoping he was hearing wrong.
"Who fucked you?" asked Marvin, looking back into Jeff's face. Before Jeff could open his mouth to deny anything, Bernard came back in.
"Did you see who it was?" asked dad, praying it was a girl found sneaking out of the alley way and not a guy as Marvin had suggested.
"No. Whoever it was was fast as hell. They got away." said Bernard.
"So who was it, Jeff? Who you let fuck you?" asked Marvin, blatantly.
"Fuck him?" asked Bernard, confused.
"Yeeh. Looks like Jeffery here was letting some nigga tap his ass." said Marvin, stretching open the ass cheeks again for his brother to see the evidence.
"Damn..." whispered Bernard, unable to believe the possibility that they had a gay brother all this time and didn't know it. Jeffery tried slapping his bigger, older brother's big beefy bear hands away from his tender ass cheeks, but Marvin was insistent to keep him on display. After all, with his prison record, he had much experience holding unwilling men in place with little effort.
"So what you wanna do about this situation, pop?" asked Marvin, unaffected by Jeff's efforts to get away.
Unsure, Frank just shook his head in disbelief. "Go upstairs and wash that cum out of your ass." he ordered, unable to look his son in the eye.
Jeffery jumped to his feet, and ran up the steps like a frightened child. Once in the bathroom, he did as his father commanded by hopping in the shower. The water helped to hide his tears as he wondered if his family would disown him now that they knew his secret. A hundred different scenarios ran through his head, the worse being kicked out and shunned by the family. Jeffery was very family oriented, and didn't know what he would do if they didn't accept him as he was. He prayed that his parents love would be unconditional, but knew the likelihood that they would accept his new found sexuality was slim at best. Jeffery got out of the shower reluctantly. He looked himself in the mirror, knowing he probably wouldn't recognize himself after his father was done punishing him. His dad was very strict, and believed heavily in discipline. He was always the one who handed out the physical punishments when they were kids. Now that he was grown, he knew the punishments would be more severe. Just then he heard the voices of his family downstairs, discussing what to do about him.
"How the hell did this happen?" he heard his father ask. "Did any of you know about this?" he asked his sons, all of whom answered "no". Jeffery counted 5 no's, and realized that Tyrone, Tevin and Rolan must have come home as well.
"I want to know WHO that motherfucker was that ran out my back door! I want his ass here, on the floor where he fucked my boy! I want to see his face when I fuck him right back! I want his name, his address, and his ass in a sling! It'll be a cold day in hell before he fucks any one else's son up the ass!" yelled Frank, a big 6 foot 3 hunk of dark skin man. Frank Rollins was 48. He had his first son (Bernard) when he was just 18 years old. He married the mother, then joined the service. Over the next 11 years, they had 5 more boys. Frank had been one proud pop. He was from a big family, and had always wanted a son to carry on the family name. He worked hard to make men out of his boys. He never coddled them, he was always stern, forceful, and strict. He didn't understand how something like this could happen. No one in his family was gay. He didn't recall hearing of any gay uncles or cousins while growing up in Philly. As far as he knew, he was from a long line of strong virile african american men. So having a fairy in the mist, was not only unacceptable, it wasn't going to happen!
"Well, whoever the pussy was, he couldn't have got far running around naked. Somebody had to have seen him running up the alley with no clothes on." reasoned Marvin, holding up a pair of boxers and a tennis shoe he found in the backyard. Tevin instantly recognized the sneaker as belonging to Tyrell.
"If you boys hear of anything, make sure you let me know!" said Frank, still fuming. Tevin stood silently as he watched his brothers and his father ponder over what to do about Jeffery. He knew his family would be mad if they ever found out Jeff was gay, but he didn't realize their lust for revenge on one of his brother's sex partners would be so intense. Tevin wondered what would happen if they found out that not only did HE know of his little brother's sexual habit, or that he indeed knew who the guy was running naked out the back door, but that HE HIMself had been guilty of fucking his little brother on at least a dozen occasions.
"Go upstairs and get you brother." ordered Frank, snapping Tevin out of thought. Tevin ran upstairs to find Jeffery cowering in the bathroom.
"Dad wants to see you downstairs." he said, pushing the door to when he entered. "What happened?" he whispered, keeping his voice down.
"Dad, Bernard and Marvin walked in right after Ty had finished fucking me on the floor in the living room." answered Jeff, obviously still distraught. "I didn't hear them come in. Ty ran out the back door before they saw him."
"You know your shit's in the fire, now." said Tevin, hoping his ass wasn't soon following.
"What are they thinking of doing to me?" Jeff asked, frightened.
"I don't know. Dad's ramping on about how he ain't raised no "punks". He's more concerned about who the nigga was that ran out." said Tevin, nervously. "You're not going to tell them that it was Ty, are you? I mean...ain't no sense in ALL OF US getting into trouble, is it?"
"No. I wouldn't do that." answered Jeff, knowing his brother's concerns were solely for himself. He thought back to all the mornings he awakened to his brother's dick in his mouth, face fucking him before he was even aware. Jeffery wondered if his brother was really truly just a horny man who would fuck any hole willing to swallow his dick, or if his slightly older sibling was just as gay for the male anatomy as he was.
"HEY, WHAT YOU TWO DOING UP THERE? GET DOWN HERE, RIGHT NOW!!" yelled Frank Rollins, eager to get his son's punishment over with.
The two boys came downstairs. The air was solemn. They all looked at Jeffery with anger and contempt. Nothing like this had ever happened in the family before, and none of them knew exactly what to do to "cure" him. But Frank knew. He and his army buddies had spent many hours beating the GAY out of boys like Jeffery. And if that didn't cure them, they made sure the gay boy got plenty of dick. They'd spend hours apon hours fucking them up their asses. Most of the gay boys couldn't handle getting so much dick. Many left the military, going AWOL for fear that their assholes would fall out from over use. Frank hoped that they wouldn't have to take such drastic measures against Jeffery, but was prepared to if he had to. He loved his son, but wasn't going to have him letting other men use him the way they did those gay army boys from his past.
"Who was the guy that ran out my back door?" asked dad, once he was face to face with his son. Jeffery didn't answer, and was met with a stern slap across the face with his father's open bare hand. Jeffery felt the heavy sting which nearly knocked him to the floor. His eyes swelled with tears, which only infuriated his father more. Another slap followed, then another. Jeffery turned to run, but was pushed back into the center of the room by his brothers, where his father administered even more punishment.
"How long have you been letting men fuck you?!" he asked between beatings. "Who was the nigga you let fuck you?! I want to know his name! I want to know ALL of their names!" screamed Frank. When no answers came forth, Frank got madder. It was obvious that Jeffery was covering up for this guy, and the fact that Frank wouldn't be able to make the guy pay for what he did to his boy, made him focus his anger on his son. A particularly brutal slap sent Jeffery to the floor in a daze. Frank saw his son's limp body laying in a heap, his tight round bubble buttock sticking upward in an inviting manner, making Frank wonder just how many men had penetrated his son's tight little anus, -fucking him as if he were some stank whore. He saw how firm the cheeks looked, then recalled the deep looking hole full of someone's dripping cum juice. He knew that his son's butt must have felt damn good wrapped around that dick, whoever he was. It'd been a long time since those army days when he and about 25 other enlisted men had bitch fucked some sissy pansy boy fresh from the farm in the Midwest. Frank figured if his son was going to be giving up the ass, it might as well be to him and his boys instead of some strangers in the street. HE had been the one to give him life, that clothed him, fed him, and sheltered him from the cold. Why should men outside the house reek the benefit of his son's ass, instead of him?
"Pick that bitch up." he ordered, absent mindedly rubbing his crotch. "Put him on the couch, -face down." Tyrone and Bernard grabbed Jeffery by the arms, then slammed him down on the sofa face first. They were extra rough on him, wanting to put the fear of the devil in him. They believed in their father's rule, and were more then willing to beat the faggot out of their wayward brother.
"What now, dad?" asked Bernard, the oldest of the Rollins boys. Frank Rollins looked down at his youngest son, laying nude on the sofa, his ass top side and still leaking clear ball juice from his faggot fuck buddy...
"We give him what he wants." mummers Frank almost trance like, staring into the abyss of his son's dark passage.
"What's that?" asked Tyrone, looking back at his dad rubbing his lengthy bulge. Frank looked up into his 3rd son's eyes with anger and lust in his gaze.
"We give him ALL the dick he wants." he said, prompting strange looks from his boys. At first no one said anything. The 5 brothers stood looking around at one another in disbelief, unsure of what they heard.
"You want US to fuck Jeffery?" asked Bernard, looking back and forth from his father, to his nude baby brother, and back.
"What do you do to a thief that won't stop stealing?" asked Frank, -still rubbing himself unconsciously. "You cut off his hands. What did the white slave owners do to black slaves that got caught running away? They cut off their feet. If we want Jeffery to stop being gay, we have to make sure he understands what life as a gay man means. We have to give him all the dick he wants. We have to fuck him til he realizes that dick is no substitute for pussy. That a man was meant to fuck a good piece of ass, not be one!"
"So you want us to fuck him STRAIGHT?" asked Tyrone, doubtfully.
"If we show him what happens to gay boys in the hood, maybe he won't like it. Maybe he'll realize he had it better being straight, that life makes more sense if you follow the rules and make babies." reasoned Frank.
"But how's fucking Jeff going to turn him straight? Ain't dick what all faggots want?" asked Bernard, skeptically.
"I assure you, he won't like US fucking him all the time, -morning, noon, and night. From sun up, to sun down. While he's sleeping, watching tv, eating dinner, showering, brushing his teeth, mowing the lawn, -whatever."
"But..."
"No buts! Believe me, when we get finished showing him what being fucked by REAL MEN feels like, he won't want to see another man's dick for the rest of his life. He'll probably marry the next girl he meets and father all girls!" insured Frank, getting a few nods of agreements from his sons.
Tevin continued to stand by silently, watching the whole scene unfold as he watched his dad and brothers prepare to fuck Jeffery. He wanted to tell them that fucking his kid brother won't work, as he, Tyrell and Dante had been giving his ass plenty of dick ever since they found out that he was gay some weeks ago. And Jeffery didn't seem to be any closer to giving up on dick. But Tevin was too scared to announce to the family that he had been fucking Jeffery -daily. He knew what pop had instored for the guy that got away out the back door (Tyrell), and didn't want to face the same revenge. So he kept his mouth shut, and just watched as his dad unzipped his trousers and lined his hardon up to Jeffery's anus while his brothers looked on.
"We need to do this to CURE your brother." insisted Frank. "There's no place in society for a young black gay man. We'll be doing your brother good by making a REAL man out of him. Trust me." And with that, Frank Rollins pushed his engorged cock up into his boy's ass with the approval of his other sons.
Jeffery was dazed, but felt the invasion of his rectum as his father's dick burrowed deep inside pass his screaming sphincter. He felt the awful stretching of his anus as it quickly swallowed up the older tool which had created him. "No...please..." he begged softly, feeling his insides speared by his father's dick.