Buzz

By Charles Turner

Published on Apr 17, 2024

Gay

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"John, Buzz was given to me. What do you think

you're doing?" Arthur had left Buzz chained over the hood

of his Father's new truck.Arthur had hoped he father would

give him the truck he had traded in for the Ram Charger. It

was his fifteenth birthday, his parents had promised him his

own truck for that Birthday but they had with forgotten or

decided he didn't deserve one.

Mr. Whetworth had returned from town

shortly before lunch was to be served. Buzz and sister

would help their Mother being certain the Whetworths had no

complaints. Buzz's Father had turned the family over to the

Whetworths when John and Arthur were coming home from the

military academy named after their Mother's Grandfather.

The boy were extremely competitive even though John was a

year older and Arthur was two inches taller.

"This stupid boy spilled black coffee on my new

shorts."

"He knocked over my tray, master."

Arthur smirked at the idea a slave was willing to say

anything back and his brother, John was known around the farm

as hot headed. Plus the boy had carried ed a flog since

their parents had informed them that they would be needed on

the farm for the following year while their Father acted out

the last year of his brother's term as sheriff.

John hated having his Brother telling him what he

couldn't do. That Arthur was going through stop him from

flogging the black boy was insulting he believed himself

better than anyone that wasn't whiter and better looking

than him. The brother pushed, shoved and slapped at each

other driving each other a couple hundred yards to an old

barn that they used as a garage.

"What's happening here?" Mr. Whetworth had been

making room for the Sheriff's SUV the he would get to drive

once his Brother dropped it off for him. He grabbed John

from behind, putting an arm around his neck. Although he did

give the Brothers most of what they wanted he was also

abusive, physically and sexually. John had been his favorite

son to breed, his wife had refused having sex with him when

she caught him forcing their sons to worship the balls that

had carried the seed that produced them. Once Mrs. Whetworth

began denying her husband what he felt were his marital

rights he first moved to the female slaves and then his two

unnaturally beautiful boys. John's Father loved

having John at his mercy, he believed the boy's butt was

more attractive than any other in the county. He had been

thinking he needed to find a way to keep his son with him

when he took over the city office. He was even more sure he

needed to take the boy as he stood with John in his arms with

his erectionmassaged by the incredible butt.

"He thought he could flog the black boy you gave me for

my birthday."

"What do you want? To flog him? Have your Brother

suck your cock? If you want maybe I'll let you fuck him in

front of your Mother and Uncle."

"Dad, I've fucked John at least twice a week while

we were at the Academy. He missed having you fucking him and

begged me to take your place. He has a nice butt. However

he has never sucked my dick." Arthur had attempted to

convince his older brother to at least mouth his cock to get

him hard enough to fuck. John refused, telling his Brother

he wasn't gay and would never suck a cock.

Although he was younger than John he was always in

charge of when and where they fucked. He was always

disappointed that John wouldn't let him flick his face, he

knew it was because all their Father had taught him to do.

"Did you hear that John? Your Brother wants you to

suck his cock and drink his cum."

" Not just mine. John needs to suck off my

slave." He knew his Brother was going to hate having to

suck a black cock, he didn't care. It was time John learned

he was not better than anyone brown or black.

"Arthur, are you worried lBuzz's cock will be so much

bigger than yours that your Brother will be addicted to it?"

"No, Buzz has sucked me every night since I've been

home, he says I am at least three inches longer than him. He

wasn't supposed to tell me but he thinks that is probably 5

or more inches longer than you. John needs to have a cock

down his throat before he starts sucking you off."

Mr. Whetworth pushed his son down. Arthur stepped up

singing his cock out from the front of his jeans. John

didn't need to be told what to do, he was so shocked at the

size of his brother's cock his mouth fell open in awe.

Arthur didn't hold back, he immediately stuck the still

half soft cock on his brother's tongue.

"If you don't want me to piss in your mouth close

your lips around my cock and start sucking." Arthur soon

was bettering the back of his brother's throat, determined

that the first time John sucked cock he took all he was

given.

"Buzz, take your clothes off. When John is done

sucking the cum out of my big balls he is going to suck your

dick. He leaned his head against his Father's shoulder and

rammed his cock into his Brother's throat shooting his load

straight into John's stomach. He pulled his eleven inches

back slowly, wanting John to get the taste of cum before he

wiped his cock dry on his cheeks. Arthur needed to piss but

saved his Brother the humiliation by having Buzz kneel beside

him and drink almost every drop of his acidic piss leaving

some for Arthur to spill on John's favorite shirt.

John tried to turn his head not to let Buzz push his

dark brown cock between his lips. "John, you better not

scrape my slave's dick. If he tell me he is feeling your

teeth on his dick, you are going to lose the front teeth

today."

Arthur was holding the hard ebony end of the flog to

his Brother's cheek. His Father had left John to he and

Buzz, well aware that both boys were able to defeat John if

there was a fight.

Next: Chapter 2


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