Being Black Can Hurt

By Chris Johns

Published on Nov 18, 2010

Gay

Being Black Can Hurt

Part 4

Treano finds Paradise in double doses.

We showered together in Peter's en-suite bathroom, both of us using that as an excuse to thoroughly explore each other's bodies. By the time we got to the bed we were both almost peeing pre-cum. I tried to follow the same actions as Peter had when he made love to me. It didn't work all that well because we were both so hungry for each other we ended up 69ing for ages, not with the intention of making each other cum, but just for the pleasure of licking, kissing and stroking all those wonderful parts of the male body that turned us on. When I was seriously approaching the point of no return I started opening him up with my fingers and my tongue, swinging round to be between his legs and to keep his hands away from my penis which was just about ready to explode. I had all five digits of one hand fucking him and twisting them as well before I felt I could hold on no longer. His butt was absolutely the most astounding bottom I had ever seen, well muscled and beautifully rounded with a rosebud to die for. I lubed both of us liberally before lifting his legs over my shoulders and placing my glans at the entrance to his love tunnel.

"I know this is going to hurt Peter, please tell me to pull out if you can't take it. I promise I won't mind because I love you to be inside me so much."

All the love he had for me was in the look when he spoke.

"I don't care how painful it is my love, I'm going to work through it because I know when the pain goes I am going to be the happiest guy in the world. I'm almost cumming now just thinking about you inside me."

I applied pressure until my glans slipped over his sphincter and then remained still. His eyes showed me the pain of that action but almost immediately changed to show wonder. He spoke very softly then.

"Oh Treano, that feels totally awesome and I only have a couple of inches of you. Please keep going."

I started a gentle rocking motion to feed him a little more in easy stages. His eyes never left mine oozing love until I saw a spike of pain when I was just over half way in. Peter gasped, "It's ok Lover, you've just entered my large intestine, I'm alright, it still feels amazing."

When I bottomed out with my pubic bush pressed against his butt cheeks he sighed. I pulled back to just having my glans inside him and I sighed as well. Looking down on him with his legs set well back, his feet resting on my shoulders, had him opened up so far that seeing my cock just protruding from a well stretched anus with his lovely ball sac hanging below a rampantly hard cock, was incredibly erotic. Just looking at it made me want to smash my man rammer into his butt again and again to orgasm.

I was already almost cumming and I so wanted to make this first time special, I fucked him very slowly with long strokes which kept me on the edge for ages before the sensitivity of it on my glans and from what my eyes were relaying to my brain became too much, just a few quick strokes then and I was buried as deep in his ass as I could get and had an orgasm that was almost too much to bear. No words in my vocabulary could explain the feeling rocketing around my body. The orgasms I had with Peter when he made love to me were wondrous, but what I had just experienced defied belief. It must have been the same for him because his orgasm produced so much cum I couldn't believe it, his balls must have been empty after it. We were both totally wasted and lay gasping for breath for ages. Peter broke the spell by starting to giggle, I looked at him as though he was mad.

"Can you imagine the shock that would be to their systems if you did that to all the straight boys that raped you?"

I could see his point and joined him. We were almost in hysterics as our imaginations took over, but it also gave me the answer to my problem. I didn't really want to spend months humiliating and having sex with the others, I just wanted Peter, but this way I could have a grand slam humiliation of each of these guys.

We had a wonderful weekend, Peter's parents left us alone when we were in his bedroom so we made love several times more swapping top and bottom. We weren't anti-social so I got to spend quality time with Peter's parents as well. They treated me like a special guest all weekend and when I left on the Sunday evening they were both very complimentary, Peter Snr. summing it up and making me proud of my parents.

"Your parents would have every right to be extremely smug about you if that was in their nature Treano. You are very welcome in our home anytime, and you tell me if my son doesn't look after you properly, I'll ginger up his back side."

Peter and I both laughed as we went out to his car after I had thanked his parents.

"Mmm, that I would like to see, you getting a spanking."

I giggled then and Peter joined me but looked thoughtful.

"I`ve heard that a lot of couples get enhanced sexual pleasure from mild cp, Treano, perhaps we should try it."

I was a little surprised, and not very enthusiastic until his next comment.

"I don't mean like Henry did to you in the barn, just hard enough to set up a tingle in your bottom before having it stroked and kissed again."

He was grinning then and I soon joined him. It looked like our sex life was going to be a voyage of discovery for our sexual parameters. We knew we both liked to top and bottom, we loved to 69 and eat each other's love juice and that was after only a week as lovers, what a lot of exploring we could do before Peter went off to college.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Treani gets his revenge, and a few surprises in part 5

Next: Chapter 5


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