Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2015 13:51:37 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: Return Home Ch.2 Return Home Chapter 2 I had been home for two days before my sisters decided to come down and talk to me. "I see your manners have not improved with age. I am the master of this house now and I will not put up with your rudeness while you are under my roof. I expect to see a huge improvement in your attitude until I can arrange to have you housed somewhere else." That got their attention, but before they could speak I continued. "I will expect to see you with the housekeeper and major domo learning how to run this house. You will now cease to be ladies of leisure and start being productive members of this household. How productive you become will be the deciding factor on whether you remain here under my roof." I turned and left them, retreating to my study. How I loved it, I could have lived in here no problem at all. I realised after a few minutes thought that my sisters had still not spoken to me and I smiled. During the next few days I saw my sisters but they never ate with me in the dining room preferring meals to be sent to their room. I wasn't worried, I didn't want their company anyway. I did ask the housekeeper and the major domo what they were doing. Very little was what I gathered. I thought that was good, I now had the excuse to get them out of the house. I bought a pleasant little house in town with two bedrooms and servants quarters. I would let them take their personal maids who were slaves but I would not provide other house staff. I allocated a town carriage for them and a groom/driver. I set up a joint bank account for them and sanctioned a fund transfer every month. It wasn't generous, but it was adequate. Then I had the great pleasure of telling them. "I have purchased a house for you both. I have furnished the ground floor but the bedrooms you will furnish from this house. You will have your maids, and a town carriage with driver. I have sanctioned a fund transfer every month, but you must live within that allowance, I will not sanction extra funds or guarantee an overdraft facility. The allowance will cease when you marry and the house will be sold when you are both married as I have no use for it." No argument or begging. I guess they thought living in town would be fun. That idea lasted until they were settled in and checked the bank. They came running and screamed at me for the penury they would live in on my allowance. Of course it wasn't small, but it wouldn't allow the extravagant life style my father had sanctioned, just to keep a quiet life. They were both of marriageable age and attractive females. I would pay for their wedding I informed them but I would not offer any kind of dowry so they had better marry for love. I was now free to behave how I liked in the house. I kept my cook because she was good, and two kitchen maids, but the remainder of my house staff were replaced gradually by males, and those males were the young ones that would one day grace my bed. Because housework and laundry was women's work I had found the softer more effeminate slaves to fill the roles. I was delighted with them and kept them dressed in just little short trousers, tight fitting. They slept in slave quarters at the house so I didn't have to worry about them being abused in the slave village. The slaves soon understood my special boys quarters, but left them alone on pain of death. They were effectively my harem. They had better quarters, less work, more freedom of movement and all they had to do was have man on man sex, some would learn to take huge cocks in their arse, but I would make sure they were opened up and treated well. I usually had one of them sleep with me at night because I loved to cuddle a warm body after sex. Treano was my boy for the first week. On his third night I took his virginity. It was most enjoyable and when he fucked me it was incredible, he was 100% more enthusiastic in the active role. I thought I would probably use him when I was feeling passive, but seldom take him when I wanted to fuck. I think we became friends in a weird way. I made him call me Robert in the bedroom and we would lay alongside each other in bed and talk for ages after sex. He was training with my Farrier because he loved horses. I would let him ride with me some days because I enjoyed his company. I didn't get really kinky for months, but one of my sixteen year olds became my most regular bed companion. He hated the sex but loved being pampered, fed my type of food and kept close by much of the time, he was also clothed much better than any of the others. I treated him like a little brother. I needed sex several times a day. Sometimes just a blowjob but Paul became so good at it that I didn't want him far away. The first night that I attacked his arse was magic. ********************************* "Come in Paul." That was how our third night together started. He stood on front of me with his head down, dressed in his little shorts. "Have you bathed?" "Yes Master." "Good, come closer." He stood between my legs. I lifted his chin with one finger and looked into his soulful eyes. I kissed him gently on the lips, pulled back and spoke softly to him. "I think I am a little in love with you, and by the time I have made love to you tonight that will probably be a lot in love with you. You are quite the most beautiful slave that I own." A very quiet, "Thank you Master," followed that and I kissed him much more passionately as I slid his shorts down his legs. I held him at arm's length then and scoped him out. He was quite petite but perfectly formed, if he grew anymore I guessed he would become an incredibly handsome young man. I intended to work his body so that it muscled up almost as good as a field hand, but I didn't want him too big. I brought him in closer to me again and played with him. His groin was to die for. At eighteen he had almost seven inches of cock. It was quite thick and had a tidy little ball sack. He had lovely narrow hips and the most perfect little bubble butt I had ever seen. I stood up and asked him to undress me and start playing with me. I was already erect but I wanted to feel his hands and mouth on my penis. He had learnt well, but he wouldn't be really good unless he was gay and I didn't think he was. I let him play for a little while before standing up and walking with him to the bed. I kissed and stroked him for a long time telling him how beautiful I thought he was. After a suitable period I swivelled round and we started mutual sucking. His little mouth was divine on my cock. I made him come up on his knees and straddle me. That served to spread his cheeks very wide and allowed me very easy access to his love tunnel. I stroked his cute cheeks for a while leaning up a little to kiss them before moving in and running a slick finger down his crack until I touched his anus. I worried it for a little while before sliding the finger in to the first knuckle and playing with his cock and balls. He relaxed and I slid in all the way finding his prostate. It was a no brainer after that. I had three fingers in quite quickly slowly fucking him with them while blowing his cock and playing with his balls. I felt he was ready, or as ready as he would ever be so I slid out from under him, told him to remain doggy position and got between his legs again. Plenty of lubrication and I placed my cockhead at his entry and stroked his back and cheeks before applying pressure, feeling his anus give I applied more pressure and slid in. He yelped and then nothing. I felt him relax and eased more cock into a cute butt. It took me a long time to bottom out having used short slow thrusts to pleasure him. Eventually he had all of me. He had made no more noise so I felt round the front and was delighted that he was as hard as a rock. I made him drop his shoulders onto the mattress and nearly came on the spot as the position emphasised the roundness of his cheeks. I slow fucked him to the most extreme orgasm I ever had. I think he must have thought I had peed in his arse. I kept fucking him slowly until I was too soft to go in and then I pulled out, rolled him over and blew him to a massive orgasm as well. He was crying and I expected that. Not because I had hurt him but because I had effectively taken his manhood. I kissed the tears away before rolling him onto me. He was very light and it wasn't uncomfortable. He lay with his head on my chest while I stroked him gently and told him how magnificent he had been and that I had never orgasmed with so much joy. It was quite a long time before he raised his head and looked me in the eyes. "I'll never be a man now, will I?" I stroked his cheek. "Of course you will. Sex with me won't change what you are. You are a beautiful young man now, and I am sure you will become a beautiful older man. If you are not truly like me I will mate you with the prettiest of the girls and you will sire the most adorable children in the world." I don't think I convinced him but he put his head on my chest and was asleep in minutes. I knew then that I did love him and would not allow anyone else to touch him. I would use a couple of the others for my kinkier sex. The next day I showed him the small bedroom next to mine. It was a guest bedroom so it was quite luxurious with cotton bedclothes, carpeted floor and space for clothes. He had a chair and a bedside table with a lamp on it. "Would you like to live here and become my companion?" He didn't understand companion but he did the living bit. His eyes were almost popping out of his head. "Do you mean live here like a white man, Master?" "Yes, exactly that and you will learn to do all the things that I do. I will get Treano to teach you to ride and I will start to teach you to read and write. We won't tell anyone about that though, will we?" He knew that it was against the law to educate slaves in this year of our Lord, 1820. I took him into town that day and my tailor measured him for some fine clothes. He would accompany me everywhere to carry my hat or my cloak when I didn't want it. Initially we travelled by carriage, but when his riding became competent we went by horseback. I bought him his own, a beautiful white Arabian. My love for my little man grew and the number of nights he slept in his own bed decreased. I started teaching him to read and write. Lessons were always fun. We weren't on a time frame so I didn't need to get uptight if he was slow grasping anything. Treano was being taught by my Farrier and in turn was teaching Paul. I could see the improvements as we rode often together. Treano guessed that I loved the boy because I seldom called on him after a few months. I did ocassionally like him to come and fuck me, he was very good at it. I had let Paul fuck me once but he liked that even less than me fucking him. My new house staff worked out very well and I would often get a blowjob from one or other of them, and ocassionally a quick fuck. They didn't appear to mind. They were, after all, being treated far better than most slaves. I started to teach two more of the older teen boys. Gentle sex while they got used to it. Of course they hated it, man on man sex was definitely not something I had found any of them liked. When they had both taken my cock in their arses and were comfortable with it I made them play with each other and then fuck each other. They quite obviously hated it and that made it less fun for me to watch so I put them over my knees, one at a time and spanked them quite hard making both of them cry. "Now you listen to me. I am making your lives much easier than your peers because I like having sex with you. If you want to return to the bachelor boy's quarters you may do so. If you remain where you are I will expect considerably more enthusiasm than you have shown tonight." They looked at each other and then said, almost in unison, "Yes Master." "Off you go then, and tell Treano if you are going to move. If you do, you will train as stable boys." They knew what that entailed. They would be shovelling horse shit and mixing it with straw to be used as fertiliser on the vegetable gardens. Cotton and Tobacco was making plantation owners wealthy and they started looking for thoroughbred horses. I was expanding into that business. Initial outlay for fine stallions and breeding mares was high, but they were quite labour intensive. I needed few slaves to look after them meaning that my bred slaves could mostly be sold. By the time I was 40 years old I imagined I would be incredibly wealthy with horse and slave sales making up most of my income. The cotton would take up less and less area as I turned it to grazing for the horses. The slaves I bred would tend towards fancies rather than field hands because they sold for much more money. I wasn't interested in covering the wenches so I made Treano one of my main stud bucks. I would expect to get light skinned bucks from those mating's. I took Treano to bed the next night because I wanted to be lazy. I told him my plans for him and he was delighted. The main reason he was such a good top was because he was as horny as me and therefore fucking me gave him much pleasure. He told me that my two little ones had told him they wanted to go back to normal working. I was annoyed because it meant I had to start all over again with two more, getting them primed and ready to take enormous black cock, not just mine. Paul kept me from taking it out on the boys. He was my calming influence. Being with him was like walking in sunshine all the time. He was half cast so he might have been my half-brother as well, but I wasn't sure. I wish dad had noted down sires and dams, it would have helped me with the breeding programme among other things. The two new boys were very enthusiastic when they saw the mess their predecessors were in every day, so I had them broken to gay sex quickly. The night I had them both together making love to each other, I was delighted. I had no idea if they were gay or just horny little buggers who liked their present living conditions. I was monumentally hard watching them fuck each other. They were full grown now I guessed and had wonderful appendages and patently loved fucking, maybe not as enthusiastic as bottoms, but still very entertaining. I was now ready to have my first showing of a big buck fucking them. I chose Leroy who was one of my gang leaders. He was early 30s, very good looking and he carried a truly amazing monster between his legs. He was lying on the bed in the main guest bedroom with my two angels either side of him kneeling. "I want you both to excite Leroy and see how big his cock grows. When I am satisfied, you are going to open up each other until you can each take a fist, and then Leroy is going to fuck you." They looked at the cock and the look was terror. This whole scenario had me harder than I think I had ever been. I wanted Leroy to fuck me as well. His cock was way beyond awesome. I had never seen anything like it. I told the little ones to continue opening each other using plenty of lubrication and took Leroy through to my bedroom. I told him how to open me up and I went doggy fashion on my bed. He had enormous hands so when he told me he had all five digits going in and out of my arse I had to relax to be comfortable. "Put plenty of lubricant on your cock, Leroy and finger some into my arse, then enter me, just a couple of inches to start with." He was quite reluctant until I turned round and took him in my mouth for a blowjob. I only sucked for a little while to make him really horny and then turned round again. "Enter me now." He did and I had to bite down hard on my pillow to stop from screaming. The pain never really went away, but it did ease considerably eventually and I told him to continue penetrating me. My God, it was sensational. The pain as he went over the second barrier was so intense I almost blacked out, but I persevered and was rewarded by the most incredible fuck I had ever received. I took all of him and was never free of pain, but his attack on my prostate was so brutal that I came several times. I made him turn me over once he had bottomed out and I propped myself up as best I could to watch him. He pushed down quite hard on the back of my thighs bending me in such a way that I could see him entering me all the time. I knew then that I was going to find an older boy to take him so that I could watch closer. I wasn't going to let him fuck the two boys in the next room, I was sure now that he would damage them and I was not a sadist. When he eventually orgasmed it made my eyes open in shock, I had never felt anything as powerful in my life. I made him remain embedded in me until he was completely flaccid. When he pulled out I felt empty. "That was incredible, Leroy, I may well ask you to do that again sometime, but you can go now, you aren't going to fuck the boys. I think you would damage them and I don't want that." He gave me a surprised looked, touched his forelock and spoke. "Thank you Master." And then he was gone, he picked up his clothes in the boys room. When I re-joined them they were still fist fucking each other. "Alright you two, you can stop that. I am not going to let Leroy touch you, instead I want you to see how excited you can get me." I loved it, they pulled out all the stops and gave me another massive orgasm. I had one each side of me afterwards and spent about half an hour stroking them and kissing them. They were such beautiful boys I was pleased I hadn't damaged them. I took Paul to bed with me, just for cuddles.