Date: Fri, 19 Nov 2004 09:47:59 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Black and White for Freeplay.  Chapter 9.

 Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are
consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Black and White for
Freeplay.  Chapter 9

Special recognition: Reader boi, Ottertail, played a big part in suggesting
the current scene which started last chapter, and concludes below with Keith
whirly-bangin' his bunger. Many thanks to the boi otter, who also suggested the
game of 'Stripe'.


Now the cock in the cone was being pumped and the seat plate was released.
Keity couldn't get up off the cone any longer. He was now fully impaled, yet
still in a sort of squat. If he rested to sit, the dildo surged further into him.
It was set in motion once more and now a switch was thrown and the silver
dong started to fuck l'il Whitetail hole. The only thing that now changed was the
sudden thickening of the dildo dong to twice the size of Keity's butt plug.

He started to tremble, he stood up as high as he could....the probe kept
surging up higher into him. He was off the platform! His toes splayed. He screamed
with the thrust of the fucking silver cock. He was set to whirling 'round
again. His insides were riding on the silver head of Dock's cock mold.

Tugger eased him some and moved the cone down so Keity's tip toes could just
touch the platform with the 10 inch dong firmly stuffed up his bunger. They
set him to whirling. He squealed...cried out....mmmmmmm'ed....the veiny ridges
on the cock staff titillated his hot spot and they all settled back to watch
their boy shoot off another round of teencream ropes.

Oh goddddddddd! He did....he did and he howled a curdling scream....the cum
shot in circular ropes as he whirled 'round and 'round.

Myah was expressionless. Keith tried to focus on Myah as he whirled and
really only caught a blur. Regardless, Myah gave no response. Myah didn't need to
look at his bud....he'd been there himself....a coming of age thing....this was
Freeplay....and there'd be more, much more....this was only the beginning.

Finished with their beers, the men and Myah went into the barn so Tugger
could intro the other Freeplayers.

The silver Dock cock mold spun and drove in and out of Keity as he continued
to whirl out there in the hot sun. Sweat streamed down the boyskins and he was
in nearly a constant state of climax, grunting out yet once more, "Uh,
uh...nnngh..." and...he cummed another of his incessant, internal
butt-snappers....and 'round.... and 'round....and.....


Black and White for Freeplay.  Chapter 9.

No surprise now for Myah...he'd already been surprised when he saw the array
of shackled fuckers in the barn when he went in to drain their plumbing. He
knew in the near future, he'd be in for his 6 month 'tune-up' himself.

Dock was taken back now....but more by the beauty and total vulnerability of
these fine young Freeplay studs. There were seven young dudes penned in the
elaborate stocks that had been built over the years. There were twenty of them
arrayed around the side and back walls. A kind of Freeplay boy wallpaper. A man
and boy hardening wallpaper.

Dock, Tug and Myah sauntered in and made their way to the left side boy wall.
Tugger explained that five of the fine young boys displayed were there for
their twice yearly Freeplay reorientation. The other two were to be considered
for membership after Tugger was given an opportunity to reshape some
'attitudes' according to their member dads. All the boys locked into the erect knotty
pine wood frames were sons of Freeplay members, and 5 were 'freeplayers,' we'll
call them 'brothers,' themselves. Of the five boys there for orientation,
Tugger was pulling two of their cocks out and squeezing till tears ran down their
cheeks, four were black boys, and one pinky white one, and dark haired, like
Keith. These boys had collars, and bands like the ones Keith wore but the
embossed name was that of their dads, or their dad's nickname as primary 'owner'.

The boys with attitude, were one of each brand, one white, one black, and as
non-members were not collared per se, but wore choker chains with weighted
hanging down their chests.

While Tugger walked the row, he felt each boy's butt plug and cockring. All
the boys had sinker weights hanging from their nutsacks applying a constant
modicum of pain. Tugger set each one them to bouncing and swinging to wake up the
somewhat dazed and tired young bucks. They'd all been there since early
morning, after having been part of Tugger's 'boy mattress' over night. They would
be picked up by their dads the next night.

Myah was instructed to lead the 5 'brothers' out for nature calls and showers
before they all got down to some serious freeplay.

The two 'attitudes' were freed by Tugger and led to the center of the barn
where there was tile floor with bottom drain, shower head, and floor pegs for
chaining the shackled boys to.

The white kid was a pretty boy reddish blond, turned up nose, freckles
ever'where boy. Tugger called him Snot, Snotty or Snotboy. He just woke up every
morning with a case of the ass for the world. It was unlikely he'd leave like
that the next day.

He was made to squat center of the tile floor, right near the drain with his
hands outstretched palms up. The other boy...the black boy, who Tug named
Buttwipe, or just Butt, was led over to Snotty and squatted him over the white
kid's hands, somewhat like the center on a football team with quarterback's
hands, except Snotty's hands were turned up.

See, while Myah was having the member boys take care of their hygiene and
bodily functions like civilized young men, our two 'tude' boys were handling it
like the cavemen did....out in the open....and by their own hand. "Take out his
buttplug, Snotboy, and lick it up right clean!"

"Drop yur load, Buttwipe, and you Snotboy, better get it all. When you finish
Butt, and he swipes out yur bunger, you turn around and any after-shit piss
you got, give it to your asshole buddy, d'ere," Tug continued.

Dock wrinkled up his nose at the sight in spite of the cock-hardening lust in
the humiliation. He watched as Buttwipe strained to void himself. He shit
himself a worldclass load which totally grossed out Snotboy who though turning
away when Butt farted at him, caught everything....a 6 incher and two golf ball
sized clopps.

Shamed beyond belief, and holding the fucker's turds in his out-stretched
hands, as they molted there, he was ordered to finger out the residual shit
around and in the black boy's butthole. Then Buttwipe turned to stick his draining
prick in Snotty's mouth like an exclamation point. It was even finer that
Snotboy didn't like black boys. Ohhhh, fuckin' joyyyyyyyy!!

"Lick his big, BLACK, cock off, Snotty. Tongue ever' bit of that BLACK donkey
dong.....and his big BLACK balls, too. You keep yur eyes open too, 'cause I
wants yuh to describe every inch of it to me later...every BLACK wrinkle and
vein, the hangin' hoodie, da taste, da smegma inside da hood
boy...ever'thin'....GOT THET!!??"

"Yurethhurr!" Snotty tried to answer around the mouth stuffing ebony peter.

When he finally vacuumed the last of Butt's piss, with his hands still
coddling three turds of unmitigated stench, he had to repeat the same routine for
Buttwipe to take his shit. Taking reversed positions, Butt tugged out Snotty's
butt plug and was ordered to lick it clean and set it aside, and 'shelf' his
hands to receive from Snotboy.

Snot jutted out and down and squeezed off a loaf...then another...bringing
tears to his eyes...or was it the shit he still held in his hands that did that?
Anyways, he moaned when Butt's fingers sunk up into his hole to get the shit
sludge leftovers. Finally, Snotty was allowed to turn and piss in Butt's
mouth.

Tug had Snotty collect his own shit from Buttwipe and dispose of it. On
returning Tug turned on the shower and threw the boys soap and washcloths to clean
each other. After their butts were fingered clean by each other, Tug threw the
boys an oiled corncob each....and were told to cob each other out. Their
virginal holes took some time to get those coarse pipe cleaners in, up around and
out. Yet, they both got prongers from having their hot spots so ruffly
massaged.

Water off, and, "Snotboy, lie on the floor with your legs as far back over
yur head as you can," Tug barked. Then Butt was told to '69' over Snotty, except
the target of the 69 was their bungholes and not their pricks. "Be good boys
now, and take care o' yo' buddy. Clean yer buddy's butthole. Dig 'em tongues
up around and INNN-side! I like my boys CLEAN, hear????"

"YES sir! hollered Butt.
"Y-y-ye-yess-sir!" quavered Snot.

The boys surprised each other as their tongues sunk into each other's butt,
and cocks hardened not too long after from one of the eight wonders of the
world....the feel of a strange tongue eating out a wrinkly, winking boy pucker!

Myah whistled his approval at the scene there on the floor as he led the
cleaned-up brothers back through the open area of the barn to where l'il Willie
Whitetail, novice freeplayer, was still whirl-bangin' out there in the sun on
that ruttin' Daddy-Dock-cocker.

The boys were provided with 3 foot rubber hose lengths with which to beat
Keity as he whirled and whirled....and whirled....his body making movements as if
he was rising up and down on the ever-pumping metal dong, but nothing
actually moved on him anymore of his own volition. His asshole was so numb now, it's
not likely he felt any more of those anal 'gasms he'd been snapping off one
after the other.

'Whap!' Whap!' Whap! Whappit-a-whap!' The strokes landed all over Keity.
Legs, arms, feet, butt, back and chest. The first ones were extra hard, but the
later ones which continued for 10 minutes were lighter 'touches' that in their
never-endingness were like Chinese water torture, bringing Keity to body
hulking sobs of hysteria from deep inside....and the tears flowed.

The other boys got to flog Keity because as part of their reorientation they
just needed to be reminded what entails becoming a full member of the
'Freeplay' family.
Being shackled is also part of it....that temporary lack of freedom reminds
of the joys of Freeplay after.  The freedom to have a boy and/or a man for play
to enjoy all those boyman things that make those nerve endings snap and spark
in ways no other bond could ever create.

The hards those boys got as their handsome pricks snapped to their bellies
while Keity wailed and they continued to lay the rubber to him. They knew too,
only too well how he would crawl to them soon to beg for those mighty cocks to
split his face and ass cheeks....how l'il Whitetail would need it so
much....sooooo much soooo soon, if he didn't already.

His balls were completely drained to pain now. His toy asshole was numbed and
as unfeeling as stone. The whirl-a-banger was turned off and Keity slowly
spun to a relieving stop....and the platform pushed against his feet letting him
know that if he had the strength, he should be able to break his boypussy
suction from the massive dong and stand.  The boys all yukked, pointed and laughed
as he tried in his dizzied, afterfuck to move, then stand and then fell down
in the dirt.

On Myah's lead, they all aimed their pee shooters and fired. The drenching,
splattering piss make ghastly streaks down his sides, belly, back and face when
it cascaded through the now caking dirt and dust that had clouded over l'il
Whitetail.
Then, like 6 fuckin' marine DI's they screamed and shouted at him crouched,
hands on their knees and literally shouted the poor bugger into the barn on to
the shower floor to be washed.

Tugger assigned boywash duties to the two fuckers he'd been breaking in...the
two bad attitudes...."Finger his bung out and suck it out you worth less
shit! Get on it!" Tugger barked as he turned the shower on full blast.

Snotty didn't even think about it...his finger was right up inside Keity's
numbed out butthole, followed by a now very deft tongue darter that was swabbing
the insides of Whitetail's pussylips. The shame was that Keity could barely
benefit yet from the scintillating tongue fuck, but it was bringing his boy
lusty senses back slowly. Dock provided oil and soap to tongue and finger into
Keity's pussy. Ahhhh.....the nature of the young boy buck....in seeming no time,
his whole body was squirming and quivering in the renewed needs a boy
has....his 6" teen prong rose to cuddle his lower belly when Snotty's finger got to
working his joy button again. Dock and Tugger were tranced pulling their hard
black clubs, watching the boy going through that sensual quavering dance a boy
does when he's on fire at the end of a strange tongue.

The other attitude boy, Buttwipe, was working the washrag and lauffa sponge
which both squeaky cleaned our l'il Whitetail, and sent shivers from his hair
line to his cutey boy toe tips, which were now curling into the tile floor.

Boy cleaning completed, showers off, Tug directed the five brothers to
continue the 'treatment' of Snotboy and Buttwipe on out in the front of the barn
with the hose lengths. Tug got a glow and smile when he heard the screams from
out front moments later, from the two young pricks who were crawling around in
the dirt trying to avoid the relentless hose whipping they were getting from
their five peers....well, for Snotboy...he was just coming to learn that black
boys are his peers....and his training wouldn't be complete until he recognized
where he stood with them....and that was for the present, at the end of a
whistling hose whip. "Eeeeeyowwww!" he screamed when two hose lengths curdled the
bottoms of his feet at the same time.

Myah came out to monitor the punishment and soon had Snotboy installed on the
whirl-a-bang-a-boy, spinning at breakneck speed....that monster prong driving
up into him and twirling his inner tunnel to a quivering mass of boy cunt.

While Snotty whirled away, no longer aware of his own self, drooling from the
mouth, Buttwipe was being heaved, pushed kicked and thrown by the 5 Freeplay
brothers as the object of a 'keepaway' game. He was constantly doing head and
butt dives into the dirt, crawling up at order on to his knees, feet, and then
being thrown from boy to boy until he was face planted once more.

When Dock and Tugger came outside to see what progress had been made, their
faces went to big broad smiles as they watched the tormented soul jerking his
prick in the dirt, on his knees staring stony faced into the faces of the five
freeplayers, and Myah, and begging for himself, promising, "There is NOTHIN' I
won't do to be free....to be a Freeplay boy brother...to enjoy my body and
the bodies of my comrades in Freeplay!" Snotty would have been begging likewise
were he any more able to speak...or think for that matter.

Dock had been asking how the previous day had gone when the boys all showed
up, and the two badasses were being literally dragged out of cars to meet
Tugger for the first time.

Tugger said "Boy, you'da loved it. Soon's I got to arms length I smacked the
both'a dem to the ground in one roundhouse slap. Sometimes I jus' don't know
where's I gits mah strengths!" and they both laughed out loud. Maybe Dock's
butt cheeks actually tingled just then in long ago rememberings.

While their dads watched, Tugger ripped every stitch of clothes off both kids
and they were cowering in the dirt in front of the barn as their ripped
clothes were thrown into a bonfire Tug had going before they got there. Snotboy
actually cried when his sneakers took to the air right into the middle of the
fire.

Tugger was naked when he came out to meet the boys and their dads....and they
were tranced by size of Tugger's length of boy pleaser there swinging between
his legs.

Tug continued, "Right d'ere...in fronna d'ere daadies....I pulled that
fuckin' Snotty boy right on 'dis," he whipped his 13" hog into the air and gave it a
whap to his other hand. Dock laughed.

"Mannnnn, sonny....I worked his face down over 'dis like I wuz fitting an
axle onto a wheel, boy.....in and down, and gruntin' and gawkin'...both'a us. I
had my hand wrapped around the back o' his head, and was winding left and right
and bendin' it back to fit my face pronger right through his
throathole....annnnnnd....
D-O-W-W-W-N-N-N-N!!!"

His daaady, man, he rode it his own seff years ago when he fust be broked in
by yor granddad...yuh know...and yeh, his daaady...he be beside
hisseff...watching his fucked up worthless asshole of a son hanging on my prick as I backed
up all around the yard. The fucker's finger dug into my butt muscles trying to
get any lev'ridge he could. Then I backs right up to his fuckin' daaaddy
agin, and with his face staring right into his daad's....I ram-fucked his throat
for a full five minutes.....mannnnnn, the fuckin' boy spit, tears and dick
drool was streamin' fum dat boy's body like da spillway below a dam.
"Thweeusssskkk! I pulled out of his throat and he face-planted like a rock to the ground.
Den I butt slammed him and watched his whole body bounce in da dirt, raising a
cloud'a dust. Then I pulled him up by da hair....which you can see is now all
shaved off....and I smacked his face forehand and backhand till he stopped
screamin'....dropped him in da dirt and lef' him."

Dock just smiled knowingly....they didn't get a lot of bad ass boys to the
farm for Freeplay indoctrination, but when they did, it was what mem'ries is
made of.

"Den....get dis....den, when I turned to the other shithead, da one I call
Buttwipe, he....was all da ways behind his daaddy, holding on to'im fer deer
life itself, in all his naked tremblings.

"I shuffles up to his dad, see....and just before I git to the man, I dives
between his leyggs, and snares the naked buttwipe by his ankles and sends him
to dirt on his ass. I was on hims in a flash, and slapped his face silly. I
kep' yelling' at him....that if he screamed I keep beatin' him....the fuckin' lil
dope kep' yellin....so I kep' slammin' him....I was owneee able to stop when
he couldn't yell anymore.

"I pull him front and center by his wuthless 5 inch dick....and stuff his ass
intuh the otha dope's face's in a ass-eatin' '69'.....deeeee-fuckin-lisssssh.
When d'ere daadies was getting back in d'ere cars to leave the last sight
they had of their sons wuz dem being in double naked boy fetal balls with d'ere
tongues dugged up in da 'nother kid's asshole funk, whilst I was hose whippin'
both d'ere asses. Son...I tell yuh....d'ere ain't nuthin' tuh match trainin'
two young bucks whut never knowed whut dis'plinin' is!

"I akshully, got me ownseff tuckered out. So after dinner, I sprawled out
here in my chaise and had the Freeplay retros fan, cool and beer me, while they
rode the two bucks in every position for three hours, endin' up with an hour of
fine cock suckin'.
The two cunt ate their fucker boys' dongs clean of their boypussy slime. Da
best is the fuckin' dude whut hates blacks. He had nuttin' but black cock in
his mowff an' ass for 24 hours now.

"I had myself a boy bed last night. I laid out our freeplay boys as a
mattress for me and then had my body serviced by all o' dem all night, while I fucked
dese badass dudes' two faces and butts all de damn night. It was a most re
vitalizin' night fer yor ol' daad, son...de mos' ever satisfaction I be havin' in
some time.

Just then there be a wailin' fum inside the barn. Myah had taken Snotty off
the whirl-a-boy, and was filling his asshole fum the hose. The screaming was
when he introduced Snotboy to the game he had to master before he left the next
day....
"Stripe." With a butt full of cum, water or piss, he had to tighten his
bunger and take the fuckin' of his life while he was ridden the length of the barn
floor. When they reached the finish line, if there was a 'stripe' of leakings
on the floor behind them he be installed on the milker for some real funs, or
after the first training sessions there was another punishings that be
administered.

"Please! I can't! Squeezing....so hard....hurts...don't, ohhhh...fuck oh
damn...oh pleeeeezzze! Don't make me be leakin'!!!!!" Snotty was crying out as
Myah ham-slammed his sorry ass across the barn floor.....ohhhhhhhh
myyyyyyyyy.....behind them on....the floor....a water stripe.

Myah pulled out of Snotty, and ordered him into a teen boy jackoff crouch
with knees bent, hand cuppin' his balls and ordered him to get hard. When the
young buck's cock was standin' tall, Myah yelled, "Stand up straight and lean
back asshole...."

"Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!" screamed Snotboy as Myah caned his
prick with a riding crop, again and again until it drooped in
surrender...leaking its teen boy drizz in a long, silvery string of spermy prefuck to the
floor.....


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