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Savannah Slave Market Part 1
Buying
Grandmother Longbone had started humbly in New York, but her happy ending massage parlour became the talk of the town. Now young Joshua went south to Savannah and its celebrated slave market to turn an old plantation into a palace where men and women could enjoy the biggest and best dark meat available.
The handsome blue eyed twenty-two year old blond wore his grey tail coat that covered the seam of the pants, cut right up to the crotch. When he greeted an interesting young man or lady he pushed his coat back to check his watch. What was thought as vulgar in New York was seen as most interesting in Savannah. Through the fine cotton pants clearly showed a huge cock with its meaty, circumcised prick head running down his pants leg alongside testicles hanging like ripe avocados.
"So let's see the prime meat you promised, Arthur." He said to burly manager of the slave market.
"Oh, I've got a few special ones for you, Mr. Longbone. Judge Stickit and I gone through the whole load of niggers. He wants his wife and two daughters bred again, needs to sell the mulattos to pay off a gambling debt so he's using his women as brood mares. He's mighty thankful you've offered to raise the nigger babies for him."
"If the girls are anything like their mother they'll love dark meat."
"Judge says his wife is a fine cocksucker under the dining table after she's had a few drinks. So she likes them white too."
"That she is. Spent quite some time on me one dinner." Josh pulled his coat back to check his watch.
"I declare, Mr. Longbone." Arthur took a step closer and, unheard of in New York, actually rubbed Joshua's testicles. "Whoah. They're the real thing."
"Sure are, Arthur." Josh wanted good prices so pushed his thigh against the rough, sexy slaver.
"Well, you must be popular with the ladies around here, that's for sure." Arthur liked them tall and blond and stroked the meaty horse cock.
"Men, too." Josh rubbed his hand into the stocky man's ass crack."
"Damn, Mr. Longbone, I ain't had me a big white man in there in al long time. We ought to --, I mean. I got a back room for --, you know." He was enchanted by the white man letting him stroke his cock.
"But you let your negro merchandise take you up the ass, don't you, Arthur?" He got a shivering response when he rubbed the anus.
"I --. Some --, I some --,sometimes. Yeah. Damn, I --, I do. But only the real fine ones. I just can't help myself sometimes. Seeing all them big naked niggers." He rubbed Josh's pulpy shaft. "I bet that's gonna be a beauty, Mr. Longbone. I got me some nigger cum in there where you're rubbing me, but I could take you, you want?"
"Let's see the goods first, Arthur."
The slaver unbuckled his belt and slid his leather pants over his round ass. To be friendly Josh pushed his gloved middle finger into the greased anus, then said, "I meant the negroes first, Arthur."
"Oh, yes, Sir." He pulled up his pants. "I ain't never had no leather glove up my ass before, Mr. Longbone. You New Yorkers got style."
"The negroes, please."
Arthur ushered the young buyer through the heavy mahogany door. "Got them in private just for you." Arthur had lined up his niggers from left to right, from good to better and best. "So take your time, Mr. Longbone."
Joshua entered the room and put his hat on the table. Six negroes stood buck naked on a wooden stage a foot higher than the floor, hands chained behind their backs and a collar around their necks chained to a rafter above. They were all freshly washed and ready to be examined. The twenty-two year old sat in the stuffed chair, lit a cigar and studied the six.
The two negroes on the left, in their late twenties, had dark, shining skin. The first had a plain face but a handsome runner's body with eight thick, limp inches that, if Josh knew cocks, would grow long and thick. His nice big, meaty balls hung low. The next was also tall and lean, like the first a fine negro body, but he had a twelve inch cock hanging over long, thin testicles. Josh knew the cock would get hard but not much bigger.
He puffed his cigar. The next two were twins, nine or ten, with finely muscled bodies and matching eight inch cocks that would surely grow much bigger.
He tried not to show his enthusiasm for the last two, obviously related, same village he wondered. Smooth milk coco brown silken skin, broad chested and beautifully muscled, narrow waist and bubble asses. And the cocks, both nine inch horses. They would grow bigger than the first nigger, and the last one had testicles like a bull. The other almost as magnificent. If their temperaments were right they were the day's prizes.
He looked at the negro on the left, then he stood and removed his coat. The bull negro on the right stared at Josh's cock and balls. After laying his coat over the chair back he went to the one on the left, rubbed the man's skin, feeling the pattern of ornamental scars on the hairless chest. When he rubbed the nipples that became firm. "Nice."
The man grinned showing fine white teeth and stood motionless until Josh slid his hand down the sweaty ass crack and rubbed the anal pucker. He inhaled quickly when a finger pushed into his anus. "Most people more interested in the front, Master."
"Is the a fact." Josh puffed his cigar, pulled his finger out of the anus and pushed it through the white teeth. "No biting now." And after a few seconds, "You're supposed to suck it."
"Yes, Master." The man dutifully sucked the ass slicked finger as Josh weighed the testicles in his other hand, not as big as the cock would warrant, but meaty enough. He pulled the long scrotum. The man flinched but did not protest.
The iron collar around each man's neck, chained to a rafter above would hang him if he jumped. Josh took the cock shaft in his hand and stroked it. Even though soft his fingers did not reach around the thick meat hose. As he admired it he was pleased to feel it swell to his touch. "What's your name?"
"Elalika, Master." The black man thought of the slavers who burned his village, but still he could not stop his cock from slowly filling with blood as the handsome white man stroked it with obvious satisfaction.
"How about Eli." He slowly slid the smooth foreskin back to reveal the jewel at the end of the third leg. The prick head shone like a black mirror. He put his middle finger into the slave's mouth again and then pumped the slippery anus. He grinned when he felt blood swell the shaft in his hand. "Yes. You definitely have potential."
Not knowing what the word meant Eli responded, "Like I say, most people more interested in the front, Master." Eli had never had a finger up his ass and was surprised that the sensation aroused him. He spread his legs and arched his hips back. His anal pucker swallowed the penetrating finger as his cock swelled in the white man's hand. "I ain't never had nothing like that before, Master."
"I dare say I won't be the last, Eli." Josh slid the foreskin over the black jewelled head and pumped the anus. The cock swelled slowly.
"I never knowed my bungi hole make that hard, Master." Eli closed his eyes and gave in to the ass and cock work. Then he leaned down and whispered, "I be good, Master, do whatever loving you want, Master."
"How big does it get when it's hard?" Josh pulled back the foreskin again, fascinated by the shining purple black cock head. If he were alone with this negro he would suck it. It looked like a piece of candy.
"Only another two inches, Master. But thicker. Big thicker." He looked at the other slaves, proud that he responded to the fine white man who stroked him with such satisfaction.
"Well, that's interesting, Eli." Josh went to the next. He took hold the man's heavier balls to weigh their value. The slave pulled away, angry, and Josh yanked the scrotum. The black man groaned in pain and stood perfectly still until Josh took the giant, thick, twelve inch horse cock in his hand. "How big does this thing get?"
"Don't know."
"I said, How big." Josh slid his hand over the scarred chest and twisted the man's nipples hard. He knew when pain excited, and this negro responded to his nipples being tweaked hard. It would be interesting for some of his customers who liked to humiliate negroes with big pieces of meat. He pulled the scrotum until he knew it burned again.
"You want to find out, get it hard like you done the other." The man stared down at the beautiful white man stretching his scrotum hot.
Josh sensed this one was ready for a little pain. He took the cigar from his mouth and held it close to the balls. As the glowing end burned the wire hair of the scrotum he saw the cock twitch. He stripped back the black silk foreskin and tapped hot ash onto the pinky purple prick head. The slave bent his head up to the roof and closed his eyes. "You ain't my master yet." He moaned almost in pleasure. "Yo can't do me no harm."
Joshua stepped up onto the stage and whispered in his ear. "I can do whatever I want, and I like your game. What's your name?"
The slave panted, said nothing.
As the hot cigar came closer to the delicate glans Josh could feel blood swell the organ. "Oh yeah." He whispered. "You want me to train you, don't you, nigger? Put some pain in your game."
As his ball sack was stretched almost to tearing the slave opened his eyes and licked his lips. "Don't rip my balls off, Master. Pl --, pl --, please." He begged.
Josh held the hot cigar at the pubic hair. The glowing amber burned a round hole in the hair just above the cock root. Everyone smelled it.
"I asked you, How big does this piece of meat get, nigger? Or do you want me to put this cigar up your ass?" Josh watched the black organ throb in his hand. "Well, well."
"Don't know, Master." The man looked down at his pulpy cock and the round hole burned into his pubic hair. "Three, four inches longer. Real thick though, like my arm."
"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He reached under the balls and went for the shining anus. The cock throbbed when he hooked a finger into it. "Don't know about you though, nigger." He finger fucked the man, then pushed the finger into his mouth. "If I feel a tooth I'll burn your cock head right off." As they stared at each other the slave sucked his ass slick off the finger. Josh held the fuck organ and felt it come alive with blood. "Well, maybe you are a good boy."
He grinned and went to the two boys, identical twins, young and easy to train. He pulled them together and reached around to fondle their asses. The boys stood perfectly still as a dry finger slid through their sweat slicked ass cracks and pushed into their anuses.
Josh watched them grin at each other as he finger fucked them. One became aroused, the other trembled in confusion. He removed his fingers and pushed them into the two mouths. Both sucked eagerly. "You've done that before, haven't you?"
Both boys grinned. "When we ain't had no tit we done on each other, Master."
"You ever had a man put his cock up your ass?" Josh stroked the fine, thick brown cocks.
"No, Master."The other said.
"Well, you're still young." Josh went to the last two.
Like himself, in their early twenties, both men were god's creation of brown perfection. Broad muscled chests, narrow waists, horse cocks ready to grow as big as the first slave. And testicles. He'd never seen such huge glans on a human. When he reached behind and pushed his fingers into their anuses the left man rattled his chains outraged. The other stood perfectly still.
Then he stroked their penises. When the one on the right became aroused, the other spat in his face. The aroused one could not raise his chained hands, but he drove his elbow into the other's ribs.
"Unchain this one." Josh said to Arthur who took the chair from the collar still around his neck. Is that the private room?" He nicked to another door.
"Yes, Sir. Mr. Longbone." Then Arthur led them into a separate room. "Why'd he spit at you?"
"In my village you be drove out if you lay with men."
"So you lay with men."
"Yes, Master."
"What is your name?"
"Kinto."
"Kneel." As Kinto knelt on the carpet Josh pulled out his cock. "Does this arouse you?"
"It is very big, very beautiful, Master."
"Unchain his wrists, Arthur."
"He's a big one, Mr. Longbone. Looks strong too."
"Unchain him." After the hands were free he looked down at the kneeling negro. "You may suck my cock if you want.." Josh watched the big muscled man lean forward and open his mouth. His thick luscious lips parted and a long pink tongue guided the giant white cock head into his mouth. As Josh felt himself get aroused he pulled the black head to him.
Not fully aroused yet he pushed his thick cock down the soft throat and felt his cock accepted into the warm tunnel with no sign of gagging. On the contrary Kinto held the huge white testicles with loving tenderness and let his head be bobbed on the last few inches.
"Damn, he's a good one." Watching Kinto get throated Arthur had opened his pants and jacked off. "And he's boning up sucking on you." Arthur got on hands and knees and sucked in the huge and beautiful brown erection. "Damn if he ain't a beauty."
"Stand up and bend over, Arthur. Let's see how good he fucks." Josh let the slave's lips glide over his shaft, feeling the love the man offered him.
"I ain't let no white man watch me get humped by a nigger, Mr. Longbone." Arthur stop, not knowing write what to do. He kicked his short fat cock.
Josh took a silver dollar from his pocket and handed it to Arthur. "Now turn around and bend over. I want to see what he can do."
Arthur turned, bent over and pulled his cheeks apart, waiting. "Well, come on, nigger. The master wants to see what you can do." And he waited as Kinto looked at Josh who nicked him to proceed. "Well, come on. Just don't tear me up with that horse shaft."
Kinto held his immense shining organ and rubbed it through the anal crack, spitting on his cock head and rubbing it around the ass pucker. Josh had never seen such a big beautiful man, such a huge beautiful cock, or such elegant motions. Kinto danced, enjoying every moment of the preparation to fuck. Josh came up behind him and fingered the slave's anus.
Kinto looks dat him, their lips inches apart. "Oh, Master. That feel real good." He licked his lips, wanting Josh.
"Well, course it does, nigger. Now get some dick in me." Arthur panted. Josh pushed him forward and the prick head sank into the soft anal channel. "Oh, fuck. You're a big one."
Josh backed off and watched again, and Kinto continued his mating dance. Once half his twelve inch shaft was up Arthur's ass Josh stroked his cock. In half a minute Arthur splattered cum all over the floor.
"Much obliged, Arthur. You can leave us now." Josh opened the door and ushered the slaver out. "You are gifted and well trained, Kinto." He slid his hand over the giant brown horse cock and pushed him to his knees again, looked down at the negro whose eyes shone with a desire he'd never seen in a negro. "And quite handsome."
Then he turned, exposed his ass and pulled the cheeks apart. "Show me what your mouth can do with that." He felt Kinto's hot tongue lick his ass hole like a thirsty dog lapping up water. He held the black head to his crack and rubbed the nose over his anal pucker, then heard the foot chains rattle when the man stood. With his hip movements Josh felt the black cock slide over his white ass hole.
He finally turned saw the negro's thick, giant twelve inch erection shining with desire. "I will buy you and the first one."
"But, Master. Lundi, next to me, is my brother. He won't live without my help."
"He spat at you."
"Yes, but we are not in the village no longer. He's a hothead and won't survive without me. He's a been whipped already, and still he won't not learn. He need my help."
"You are a better brother than he deserves." Josh stroked the magnificent chocolate erection.
"No, Master. He saved my life." Kinto stroked the equally beautiful white organ and knelt again and sucked the huge prick head.
"Stand." Josh ordered. Kinto stood a head taller. Josh tried not to show his desire for the beautiful black man, but each felt the other's attraction.
"I will serve you gladly, Master, and please you any way I can. I have heard of your kindness. Your cock will find joy in me, Master. Anywhere you put it. But my brother needs my help. I'm begging you for him."
"Bend your knees." When he did Josh kissed the wonderful soft lips. The action was so foreign to Kinto he became frightened and his erection faded. "You have much to learn of our ways, Kinto. I will teach you how kisses can make your cock stiff. Come with me."
The prize negro slave followed Josh into the big room where he began to bargain. "I'll give you thirty for this one, and five for the first."
Arthur laughed. "The first one is worth at least a dollar for every inch he's got."
"I'll give you ten."
"Fifteen." Arthur demanded.
"Twelve. That's all he's got hanging between his legs, and his balls are thin." Then he went to Kinto's brother, took hold of the heavy testicles again, feeling their weight, not quite giant bull balls like the brother but almost. Then he stroked the thick penis. "What's you name?" Although he knew.
Lundi's nostrils flared as his cock and balls were handled, and he looked away with a disgusted grunt.
"I asked, what is your name?" He pulled the meat orbs until the ball sack burned.
Lundi took a deep breath and raised his legs, hanging himself on the chain around his neck. Then he kicked Josh in the groin. Josh bent over as if in pain although the foot hit his right thigh and not his genitals.
Arthur approached immediately and whacked Lundi across the face with a wicker cain, then went to the wall and picked up an axe. "I'll cut your nigger foot off for that."
Lundi jumped into the air and off the stage, hanging himself. "No." His brother begged.
"Get away rom him, Arthur." Josh yelled. He had difficulty with the struggling giant but held up the strong, muscle man. "Stop it. Calm down." He somehow forced him to stand again.
"Kill me. I ain't living with one foot. Kill me." He was defiant in his begging until he met the soft blue eyes of the white man who would save him.
"Quiet." It was easy now for Josh to show no affection for this handsome black man. Still, he wanted the brother and wanted the challenge of taming this wild negro. "I would have you alive. And whole."
"I am Lundi, Kinto's brother." He stood proud, knowing his value.
Josh smiled kindly, then reached down between the man's legs again. He looked into Lundi's dark eyes as one hand lovingly fondled the giant, ripe testicles, so wonderful, heavy and full. "You will not lose a foot, but be careful of losing these." He pulled the scrotum gently. "Many masters remove them to tame wild men."
Lundi looked frightened for the first time. "I kill myself if anybody do that."
Josh pulled his head down and whispered in his eat. "So virile, and so stubborn. I would put these to good use." He held the man's testicles and stroked his penis. "There is no going back. You must be happy here."
He slid a dry finger down the sweaty ass crack and pushed it deep into the negro's anus. Lundi tightened his ass muscle. Josh removed his finger and slowly pushed two into the tight anus. When he removed them he sucked them himself, then nibbled on one of Lundi's nipples before standing and sighing. "I would have you a happy man, with both feet and both of these." he weighed the heavy testicles again.
And then he spoke to Arthur. "I'll give you five dollars for him."
"You can have him for nothing. He won't last long. He'll kill you and get himself strung up, or run off. I'd rather send him to the iron mines. They give me fifty cent for every month they last, which is about five or ten."
"I'll give you three dollars today. I buy my goods." When Arthur unchained the three sold slaves. Lundi immediately got on his knees in front of Josh, bent his head to the ground and embraced his feet. Josh looked at Kinto. "What is he doing?"
"Lundi's pledging yo his life, Master, to obey yo for all time cuz yo saved him for no good reason. Like he save me and I got to help him."
"Well, get up off the ground and start doing your job." Josh was not quite ready to forgive the attack.
The negro stood proud, like his brother a head taller than Josh's nearly six foot. The dark eyes were curious now. Josh smiled. "If you ever strike me again I will send you out of my house, and Arthur is probably right. You wouldn't last long. And I would hate to see such a handsome negro strung up or mutilated."
"I know I ain't good over here, Master, but I do my best." He stepped forward offering his genitals to his new master.
Josh stroked the huge, limp penis and smiled at the confused eyes. "Give up your old life, Lundi. A new one is beginning." As the three lined up about to leave the twin boys began to cry. "What's wrong with those two?"
One said, "Mr. Arthur he say you the nicest master around, and we was hoping you'd want us too. We be good boys, Master. I promise. Keep my butt hole ready, anything you want, Master. Please. We been doing cocks with each other all our lives. Know how to."
Josh thought it might be interesting to have twin nigger boys to satisfy the clients at the male brothel he was about to open, and grinned. "I'll tell you what, Arthur, I'll give you seven bucks for the two of them."
"That ain't nothing, Mr. Longbone."
"They're just boys. They won't be able to work hard for years, or they'll be worked to death. Come on, Arthur. I'm giving you top dollar for this one, the other is unpredictable and the big dick is nothing unless you want a breeder, and there're plenty of those around."
"Make it ten for two and it's a deal, Mr. Longbone." And Arthur unchained the twins.
The sixth man with the plain face and burned pubic hair was too proud to ask, but Josh saw the fine smooth body and the horse cock that would grow and thicken to everyone's delight. He studied the man again, grinning at the burned hole in his pubic hair.
"Don't you want that one too, Mr. Longbone?" Arthur encouraged. "I'll give you a deal. He's got a big cock. The judge says that's what you after."
"Don't know. He's awfully obstreperous. Probably more trouble than he's worth." Josh did want the man, but wanted him cheap.
"I can fix that for you, Mr. Longbone. Follow me to my smithy." He took them across the lane to the blacksmith and had a private chat.
The smithy found a spindle of silver wire almost as thick as Josh's little finger that he used for fine horse bridles, and bent it tight around the nigger's cock and balls and twisted it to form another small round ring on top. After padding the genitals with a wet rag he soldered the two joints together and put a light chain on it that he handed to Josh.
"This nigger ain't going nowhere." He laughed. "Unless he goes without his meat hose and those balls."
The heat from the soldering iron and the strangeness of the whole event had caused negro number six to get a pulpy cock again. Josh pulled the chain, and the slave smiled at him for the first time.
"I'm going to call you Maso, like masochist." Not even the slave seller, Arthur knew what the word meant.
"Six fine, buck naked niggers. That's a good day's work." Arthur said.
"Let's go home then." Josh grinned at the slave seller and ordered his carriage and wagon.
"I'll get you some pants for them, Mr. Longbone. Just hold on."
"Don't bother, Arthur. We'll get some clothes later. For now they can ride like they are. Let the folks see what I'll be offering once we get the house fixed up."
He ordered Maso, Eli and Lundi up onto the wagon bench behind the driver, with Lundi holding the chain of Maso's cock ring. After looking at the three he said, "Hang your balls over the edge so they dangle in the heat. Let the interested people admire you."
"Yes Sir, Master." In the middle Maso did as he was told. His long black scrotum hung six inches with two heavy apricots in it. Then he reached between Eli's legs and pulled his long, black hose off his thigh so it hung nearly down to his ankles. "Damn, nigger. Yo gonna have everybody looking at you." He stroked it like he wanted it himself. Then he turned and looked at Lundi.
Josh watched his three slaves. All could see Maso wanted to pull on Lundi's huge testicles but was afraid to anger the muscle man. Lundi looked first at his master, then at Maso and then slid forward and lifted his ass up. "You can get my balls hanging over the edge, Maso. A lot of people like playing with big ones. I know my brother does, and I used to let him."
"You used to let me suck in you too." Kinto looked at his brother. "And you used to do me too. And like it."
"That was a long time ago, Kinto. We grown up now. Don't do that no more."
That little bit of family history made Josh smile. He walked over to the wagon and looked around. No one in the lane behind the sales room. He fondled the huge horse testicles again. "When was the last time you had an orgasm, Lundi?"
"A few weeks ago, Master. On the boat."
"On the boat? Josh couldn't imagine how."
"Yes, Master. At night they chain us down lying right next to each other. The boat rocked and got me going, and my cock just went up the ass of the man in front of me."
"Just by accident." Josh laughed.
"Yes, Master. Then the man behind me felt what was going on, and he got up my ass. Soon we was a whole line of niggers fucking ass."
Josh looked at Kinto. "Were you on this boat too, Kinto."
"I was, Master. I was lying in front of my brother."
"I see." Josh tugged on Maso's cock chain to get his attention. "Why don't you put your mouth on Lundi here. I'd like to see if he can be aroused by a man, or if it was just the boat rocking."
"Yes, Sir, Master." Maso grinned, pulled up the huge limp organ and gulped the whole six inches right down his throat, letting his swallowing contractions arouse the thick beauty.
In a half minute Lundi looked at his new master who smiled at the progress being made. "I will do what my Master say." And he held the head and pumped into the throat. "Oh, damn. I growing again." Another half minute and Maso had to come off the over eleven inch, thick as a horse cock, black column. As he licked the apple huge head he panted, "Damn, nigger, I thought I could swallow anything, but you got the blue ribbon."
Josh stroked the giant wonder. "Let's go home, boys." He turned and ushered KInto and the twins to his carriage. As he walked he fondled his new negro's ass cheeks. At the carriage he pushed his finger against the sweaty crack and felt Kinto's anus invite him in. "Was it just an accident that got him going on the boat? Or did you rub this fine ass against him?"
Kinto stopped to enjoy the finger arousing him. "Can't rightly remember, Master." He looked down at the handsome white man who now owned him, happy for the first time since he left his home. "I was half asleep and kinda dreaming."
"About what?" Josh looked down at the huge brown cock. The fingering was arousing them both.
"Probably this." Kinto stroked his master's long, pulpy shaft through his pants. "You gonna be as big as Lundi, ain't you, Master?"
"Almost." Josh grinned at his prize and worked another finger through the soft anal ring.
"Me, too. I mean I'm bigger, got bigger balls too." He looked down at his swelling cock. "Master, we right in the street."
"In a sleepy little lane with no one else around. But I suppose we should wait. Wouldn't want to frighten the horses."
"Is it a long way, Master?" Kinto's anal ring throbbed over the fingers inside him. His cock continued to swell. He still rubbed the pulpy cock in Josh's pants. "I want so much to please you, Master. I never bedded with a white man, and you put the magic on me."
"And I've been looking for you all my life, you big beauty."
"I'm yours now, Master. Let me undo your pants. I want the magic in me."
"My big beauty." Josh stroked his slave's cock. "My very own man, and I can stroke your cock right here in the street because you belong to me."
Every muscle of Kinto's body stiffen with desire. His cock, not yet fully hard, leaked its silver drops of eagerness as he rubbed the shaft under his master's pants. "What are you thinking, Master? What you want?"
Josh took the fingers out of his negro's anus. As he was about to suck them Kinto grabbed his wrist and pulled them to his lips. "What do You want, my big buck nigger?"
"What I want? Be in that room where we was alone, and I give my whole body to you, any way you want. You put the magic on me like I ain't never had. I be yours, Master."
"Let's go home, Kinto." Josh opened his pants and pulled his negro's mouth to his pulpy cock. "Yeah. You do like sucking on me."
Kinto didn't care that the others saw him suck the master. "I be loving you always, Master. And thank you for buying Lundi too. He my brother, and he be good. I promise."
When Lundi heard that he jumped down from the wagon and came to them. After feeling Josh's shaft and judging it hard enough to go up his ass he turned and spread his cheeks. "Please, Master. I'll do my best to be good."
After the kick in the groin Josh thought Lundi deserved a little pain, still he pushed gently until half his shaft went into the tight anus. The gasp was audible to all, but Lundi stood proud and still, accepting the new role.
Josh held the muscled torso, rubbed the firm nipples. "You're almost as enticing as your brother."
Not knowing what the word meant Lundi pulled his cheeks apart wider. His anus stretched and burned, but still he rocked it on the thick shaft. "I need to thank you too, Master, for keeping me with my brother. We all we got now."
Josh slid a hand from a nipple and stroked the shaft, still steely hard despite the burning ass fuck. "You've got me now, and just feel what it's doing to you." He put Lundi's hand on his own cock, and licked the sweat from the smooth back. "Pull back your foreskin, Lundi. A few more times."
Lundi jacked his huge smooth shaft. "I be good, Master."
"I know. I'm going to make you good." He thought this negro didn't know what he liked. You're trembling, Lundi."
"It be the ass fire. Master. But I deserve it for kicking you."
"I love feeling of a big, strong, hung man tremble on my cock." He reached around and stroked his negro's hard dripping shaft. "I thought you'd be hard to train, but I think you're shaking partly because you like my cock up your ass. Don't you?"
"You want me to say yes?"
"I want you to say what you feel." Josh milked pre cum over the glistening purple cock head.
"Yes, Master." Lundi hung his head in shame.
"Stand up straight and proud like a beautiful man with a man up his ass and feeling the goodness of it." He stroked his negro's thick cock.
"You up my ass making me hard, Master." He pulled Josh's hips closer. The thick shaft dug deeper. "I be good, Master. Make my ass loose like my brother. Make you want me."
As he rotated his hips their bodies came together. Lundi pulled his master's hard round ass to his. Josh rolled the nipples between his fingers. And the ten inch white stallion found satisfaction in the tight anus.
Josh pulled out his cock, turned the slave and pushed his shaft into Lundi's mouth. The negro sucked it like honey. Josh stroked his head. "I want you to like everything about me and my house." He pulled the head right to his pubic hair. Lundi gagged but held his master's ass tight. Josh fucked his throat with his ass slicked cock, then pulled him up and kissed him. "You're going to be number two, Lundi, right after your brother."
"I do my best, Master." He looked down. His own cock was stiff as steel. "I think I can now." He grinned at his little brother. "I be good now, Kinto. I don't want you in trouble."
Josh stroked Lundi's magnificent shaft. "I hope so." Then to show the others how he prized Lundi he squatted and sucked in the magnificent cock. After a short loving he stood. "Now go hang those big balls of yours over the bench and let's go home."
Lundi stood captivated by his new master, and then he took the risk and embracing Josh who held the negro's buttocks tight to him. "I knew you could man love if you wanted to, Lundi."
"I do my best, Master."With his pants open Lundi slid his hands down under the fabric and caressed the master's white ass cheeks, as soft as a baby.
He pushed both index fingers into the negro's anus. "I want to teach you loving. Put your fingers in my ass like I'm doing you." When Josh felt the fingers pumping his fuck hole he pulled Lundi's anal ring open. The slave did the same.
"You put the witching spell on me, Master." When Josh ran his hands over the naked buttocks the slave whispered, "I keep you safe, Master. I promise."
"Put your finger in my ass again." When the negro entered him he nibbled on his nipple. "You learn quickly, my brown beauty. I hope you will learn to love it. Otherwise you can go. Go wherever you want."
"I stay with you, Master. Give you my ass, my cock, my mouth too. I got nothing else."
Josh grinned. "You've got a cock like your brother's, one that the world will want. Kinto. Come suck us." His favourite crouched and sucked both erections, one white, one black, both equally huge and luscious. "You see, Lundi. You must learn how beautiful sex can be."
"I will learn, Master." He knelt, pushed his brother to standing and sucked the two cock with a joy he'd never felt before. "Oh yeah. I got the spell on me now."
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