BLACK ORCHID by Jorge Alvarez
Grossao's new film is based on the true story told in the diary of a younk monk, brother Beto, who lived in a convent in Minas Gerais, Brazil, in the early 20th century. Here's the first translation in English of excerpts from that famous diary.
1 My heart is still pounding. I can't believe what I just witnessed. I was walking down the garden, by the hothouse, when I heard a whimpering, like a small puppy in pain, coming from inside. I tried to see what it could be but it was dark and all those plants blocked the view. Then I saw.
The sounds came from the throat of father Lucio, our superior, the strict, stern ruler of our convent who is always threatening us with hell if we have dirty thoughts. The one who forces us to flagellate ourselves and use spiked belts around the thigh to draw blood, to mortificate the flesh.
Father Lucio was naked, his strong body bent on all fours, like a dog, and his face was twisted in a mixture of pain and bliss. His smile was wicked, his tongue lashing around, the eyes rolled back, and he neighed like a mare in heat, humping back.
He wasn't alone. Kneeling behind him, between father Lucio's open legs, was our gardener, Grossao, the black giant who's always walking around the grounds half-naked, showing off his huge chest and powerful limbs, exciting our imaginations, bringing dirty thoughts to our virgin minds.
And Grossao was moving his hips fast, back and forth, hitting father Lucio's bottom with his crotch. My eyes got more used to the darkness and then I saw it. The gardener's male organ was sliding out between the white man's bare buttocks. I took a good look.
It was huge! So thick, I couldn't believe it. Black and hard as ebony. Longer than two open hands. And father Lucio was taking it all. Enjoying it. He was raving mad, begging the black man: "Fuck me, fuck me, shove that monster up my cunt".
I felt like fainting and ran away. But that image won't leave my mind. The black man ramming that huge thing up our father's bottom and at the same time twisting his hard nipples and kissing his back. He seemed so rough and so tender at the same time. And the extreme pleasure that father Lucio was taking from the hard plowing of his ass...
2 Today he hugged me from behind, for the first time. I'm still feeling his big hard cock pressing against my backside. It was a quick moment, but it seemed to last forever. I will never forget it. I was so excited that when I got back to my cell I played with myself and came.
We were playing soccer. As usual, we monks were wearing our cassocks, we're not allowed to take them off. But the gardener was playing half-naked, wearing only his tight shorts with that huge bulge in the crotch that keeps turning the young monks' heads.
I scored a goal that made my team win and all the guys rushed to embrace me. Grossao came from the back and hugged me in his strong arms. He glued his big body to mine and I felt it, so clearly, through my cassock and his shorts: his giant dick, hard and throbbing, lodged between my virgin buttocks.
3 I was in the hothouse looking at a beautiful black orchid when he appeared out of nowhere. I blushed and looked down. I wanted to look at his crotch but I wouldn't dare.
"What is the pretty brother looking at? Do you like that orchid?"
"Yyy...es. It's beautiful".
"Not as beautiful as you, young man. Do you want to take that orchid to your cell?"
"Can I?"
"Yes, with one condition. You have to give me something back. I'll ask for just one thing and you have to promise that you'll do it".
I was scared. What was he going to ask? But I was so excited I said yes.
"All I want is that you raise your cassock for me. I want to see how you look under those grey folds. Go ahead, you promised".
"But... I'm naked under it. We're not allowed to use underwear..."
"I know, but what's the big deal. You're a man like me, aren't you?"
I hesitated, but I looked at the orchid, looked at him, told him to step back, not to come close, and then I turned my back to him and raised the cassock.
"Jeez! What a beauty! No, don't lower it yet, let me take a good look. Oh my, you're what the ancients called callipygian, you know what that means?"
"No, I've never heard that..."
"It means a gorgeous, luscious, delicious bottom, just like yours..."
I blushed, let the cassock down and ran away.
"Hey, you're forgetting your black orchid!"
I didn't come back for it. We're not allowed to have flowers in our cells anyway. I went back to my cot to beat my meat furiously, cumming like never before. He likes me, he wants me, he desires me. What if I... No, ban the thought, it's an abomination! But father Lucio does it. Why not?
4 I bumped into him in the garden. I had gone there to see him again. As usual the black gardener came out of nowhere and surprised me.
"Were you looking for me? I was looking for you. I need help to move some big plants in the hothouse. Can you come to give me a hand after Vespers?"
"Yyy.. esss. I'll go. See you there".
I was so excited, I couldn't concentrate on my prayers. Was I ready? No! Yes! Oh god help me. I know it's a terrible sin but I want it so much. Something that gives so much pleasure, that even our superior does it, can't be that bad...
5 When I go into the hothouse the place seems deserted. Where is he? I call, no answer. I walk around the plants. No one. The gardener forgot our appointement. Or maybe father Lucio gave him something else to do. Or he could be with father Lucio in his cell, fucking him...
Suddenly I see another monk. I'm startled and he is too. How foolish of me, it's a mirror... What is a full length mirror doing here? Mirrors are not allowed in the convent, they're the devil's work. Mmmm, I look really good. The gardener said that I was pretty. I am.
What if I take my cassock off... I want to se myself naked in the mirror. What's the problem, no one is here, no one comes here. So I take the cassock off, turn my back to the mirror and look. My buttocks... Just like those little angels in the paintings... Gorgeous, he said, luscious, delicious...
"Fabulous, luxurious, lustful, and so fuckable..."
"Damn, you startled me. Give my cassock back, I'm leaving".
"You're going nowhere. Now look at the mirror. What do you see?"
"I see myself and... a huge black stud, all naked, with a big, thick hard dick... And he's hugging me from the back and sliding his cock between my thighs... kissing my neck... twisting my hard nipples with his large hands... Oh god, help me..."
"And I see a beautiful young man, strong and athletic... Look at those legs, so perfectly sculpted, those powerful, thick thighs, that flat, well-defined belly, the smooth white skin... He looks like Michelangelo's David, don't you think... And look at that nice dick standing at attention... He's horny as hell... He's a young stud, and he's ready for love..."
I turn my head up to him, and he kisses me. My first kiss ever. Grossao's hot tongue invades my mouth. I chew on that hard horny tongue and surrender my body to him, all limp in his strong arms. He's hugging me from the back, his huge cock thrust all the way through my thighs, rising up to my belly, taking my much smaller cock with it.
He lifts me up and makes me lie on a couch he has arranged between the plants, lying behind me, his majestic manhood still planted between my legs, the mammoth head pressing against my belly button. He keeps munching my lips and tongue, kissing my ears, my neck, twisting my hard nipples as I saw him doing when he fucked father Lucio. I hold the giant fucker in my hands, unable to close them around the thick throbbing shaft.
"You saw me with father Lucio, I knew you were there, outside, looking. It made you horny for me, Beto?"
"Yes, very horny. I ran to my cell to beat my meat".
"And what did you think of, while you were jacking off?"
"I saw myself instead of father Lucio".
"Doing what, exactly?"
"I... I was... letting you... how can I say it?"
"Fuck you up the ass..."
"Right, I want you to... to fuck me..."
"You're so sweet, I love the way you say it".
"Fuck me... Now!"
"Not so fast. You're a virgin, remember? Like a flower in the bud that needs tender love and care to blossom..."
"Why don't you just fuck me like you fucked father Lucio?"
"He was deflowered by a priest when he was little. When I met him he could already take a wood beam up his ass. While you, you're my virgin orchid, the one I'll have the pleasure of opening up for love..."
Grossao slides down my body, kissing my back, my buttocks, and then finds the red mark of the spiked belt around my thigh. He kisses the wounds, then turns me around and in one big gulp swallows my cock and balls altogether in his mouth. It feels so good, I'm in heaven. I cry and moan and cum in his gullet.
He comes back to me and gives me a wet kiss, sharing my own semen. It tastes funny, bittersweet. I'm crying with joy. Then he goes back to my backside but this time he spins his body around, so I'm face to face with his giant dick. It looks terrifying, up close, the huge black head taking all my field of vision. A clear drop of honey leaks from the wide slit at the tip. I stick the tongue out and have my first taste of Grossao. Delicious!
I want to concentrate on licking and kissing his dick but what he's doing to my asshole is just amazing. His thick, fleshy lips tickle my butt cheeks, he darts his tongue in and out of my rosebud, making me crazy. I feel the tight ring opening for him, sucking him in. I go all limp as for the first time someone -- a big black stud -- enters my body.
The fat tongue finds its way in, up my narrow tunnel. I see flashes of light and feel fiery sparks shooting from way back, up to my head. It all explodes in fireworks and I cum again. He rushes to fill his mouth, then goes back to my quivering anus and feeds it with my own liquid seed, squishing the hot cream deep inside.
I'm trying to open my lips wide enough to wrap them around the wide borders of Grossao's glistening head. I want him inside me from both ends, tongue and dick. I finally manage to get the whole glans in, almost gagging, taking deep breaths that help me swallow a little more of the massive cock.
Grossao is eating my ass like a glutton, biting the butt cheeks, rubbing his whole mug on my ass, sticking his tongue so deep it gives me cramps. I squeeze his tongue with my asshole, I want to swallow it, make it mine. He's driving me crazy.
I fondle his big hairy balls and feel the cum boiling inside. I need it. I suck on the big head, slide my hands up and down the shaft and follow the rush of cum rising along the downside of the black trunk and shooting into my mouth. I gulp it down, hot and creamy, the seed of my male, lifegiving semen tasting of nectar and ambrosia. A divine taste.
I look in the mirror and see myself lying on the couch, my ass raised, plump and smooth, and the big black stud kneeling between my open thighs. He plucks something from a vase. The black orchid! He brings it between my buttocks and inserts the stem in my asshole. I feel pretty, with the gorgeous flower sitting on my gorgeous butt.
"Let this flower now work its magic. It will open you up for me".
Grossao rests the head of his giant dick on the orchid and pushes it in. I close my eyes and feel the soft petals folding and sliding into my tight anus. When I open them again the flower is gone, swallowed by my rosebud. Grossao goes back to kissing and licking the borders of my asshole, preparing it for the grand opening.
It's a strange sensation, numbing and hot, as the black orchid infuses the walls of my hole with its magic. I feel free and floating, like a baby angel on a fluffy white cloud, my ring no longer shut but wide open, like a mouth singing praises to the lord Grossao, the god of buttfucking.
He's now able to stick not only the tongue but also his thick lips into my opening. He kisses me inside, sucks my ass juices, blows air into the gaping tunnel, blows life into the no longer dormant back entrance. It's now open for business. Thanks to Grossao and the black orchid.
I see in the mirror, like in a wet dream, when he goes back on his knees and aims the big ebony log between my buns. I feel the awesome weight of the head resting on my butt cheeks. It spits precum up the open hole. And then the big head slides in, little by little, gliding through the pearly gates.
I sing, I cry with joy. Hosanna! Hallelujah! Hail to Grossao! He's in, he's in... I feel the huge head inside me, making its way, taking possession, staking his claim, conquering what has always been his by right, my maidenhood, the flower of my youth, my body and soul.
My boyhole has been turned into a male pussy. I've become his slut and his bitch as I've always dreamed. Fuck me stud, fuck me my big black stallion. Fuck your little mare in heat. Screw me, bugger me, plow my ass, shove it up, slam it in, rock my boat, fuck me!
Grossao hugs me tight, twisting my hard nipples, resting his smooth shaven head on my back, kissing me tenderly, and shoves the last inch of his giant dick up my ass. It's all in! The whole enchilada! And I feel no pain at all, just an incredible rush of ecstasy coming from deep inside my butt.
"Are you OK, honey?"
"Wonderful, can it get better than this?"
"Oh yeah, baby, here I come".
I wasn't prepared for this. He pulls his cock out with a loud PLOP! and shoves it back in. He hits bottom and does it again and again. I'm delirious, yelping, yelling, moaning, screaming, as he pulls my guts out and shove them back in, turning me inside out, fucking me rough and hard, like a bitch, bringing out the female in me from where she was hiding.
I hump back, to get more dick, to show my stud that I need him, begging him to mount me, breed me, feed me his big black dick, slap his balls against my tush, drive his manhood up my chute, slam and slam and slam it, deep and hard.
We become one single fuck machine linked by his cock deeply buried in my ass, a ramrod that works like a piston sliding in and out, faster and faster, the big head inside making mush of my bowels, upgrading my new pussy into a full fledged male cunt.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming Grossao, cum with me!"
"I'm cumming too Beto, my love".
He loves me... He cums in me... He shoots stars and rainbows... Creamy white orchids that fly up inside my body and explode in my heart... He keeps cumming and cumming, my squishy asshole milking his last drops... I'm flooded with male seed, drenched in male juice. In heaven.
The bells of the convent ring, calling the monks to dinner. I have to go. But he promises that tomorrow we'll meet again here, and I'll be his, he'll be mine. Later at night in my cot I stick a finger up the ass and bring it to my mouth. I taste his delicious cum. And there's something else. A petal. >From the black orchid.
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