Date: Thu, 4 May 2000 17:12:46 EDT
From: Adonisart1@aol.com
Subject: The Plantation: Interracial, Historical

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The Plantation

	As I prepared for my thesis, I had decided to interview my
grandfather regarding the many slavery tales he told us as children as told
to him by his great grandfather who was a survivor of the hardships of
being there.  I went to his house one afternoon after calling him to make
sure it was OK.  You always had to plan things with my grandfather in
advance, despite his age (90) he was a very active senior.  He was always
out working in the garden or community educating people on the importance
of togetherness and ending all types of prejudice-Black vs. White, Gay
vs. Straight, Christian vs. Non-Christian, etc.  My grandfather knew that I
was gay and not only did he not care, he came to my defense in court one
time when an employer has fired me due to sexual orientation.  We won!

	I wish my parents were as supportive.  But anyway, I arrived around
noon and as we sat on the front porch, I set up the video camera and tape
recorder and I began my interview.  "Granddad remember the stories that
your pap Pap told you about growing up on the Clarkton plantation?"  Yep, I
remember every story as if I was there with him."  Could you tell me one of
the stories, something that was shocking" "I have the perfect story, it's
one that totally changed the life of the slaves making them free members of
the plantation."  "Really!  You never told me this one."  "No, I had to
wait until you were a man and now you're ready to hear it all."

He began.
	When my Pap was about fifteen years old he lived in Georgia on the
Clarkton plantation.  It was the largest plantation in twelve counties and
it housed the largest population on slaves in the whole state of Georgia!
For years everything was ran my Master Robert, he was the head of the
family.  A fifty three year old white dictator!  He ran the plantation with
an iron fist.  He never hesitated whipping or killing a slave for any
reason.  Then there was his son little Bobby, who was not little at all in
any way!  He did not have his father's hatred of the coloreds.  But his
father was the boss...until one summer when his father, mother and two
older sisters left to visit an uncle in Texas.  They left Master Bobby to
tend to the plantation in their absence.  Master Robert left full
instructions of how to handle the slaves and he trusted boy to handle
business appropriately.

	Four days after Master Robert left, the entire history of the
plantation changed.  Master Bobby went into the slave quarters to ask
Joseph, a fine hulking African warrior who stood six foot two inches and
weighed two hundred and twenty three pounds!  He was truly a sight to
behold.  He was the biggest and most respected of the slaves.  He was
royalty, in Africa and the slaves still respected him as such.  So Master
Bobby entered the quarters and looked for Joseph.  After a quick scan he
realized Joseph wasn't there.  "Where is your brother?", Bobby asked
Timothy, my pap.  "He be in the creek Massa."  "Thank you Timothy."  Master
Bobby then exited the cabin and walked up and over the hill about one mile
to the creek that ran throughout the plantation property and supplied a
huge source of fresh water.

	Bobby walked up and over the hill and as he descended the other
side he noticed the form of a man standing in the creek bathing.  It was
Joseph, in the creek up to round of his big bubble ass.  This was not the
first time Bobby had seen a naked man slave, he had been to the auction
blocks hundreds of times.  He had seen the sellers strip the men and brag
about the strength and procreating attributes as well. But it was the first
time he had seen Joseph.  He was not there when his father purchased him
and he had never been around Joseph all that much, really.  As he stood
there watching him raise handfuls of water to his face and neck and rub the
water all over his chest, abs, and ass, Bobby began to grow aroused.
Joseph was a magnificently built human and the sight of him cause Bobby's
mouth to fall open as he began to daydream of being held and caressed by
those tree trunk sized arms.

	Bobby had managed to hide all of his fantasies and desires towards
the male slaves a secret.  Bobby was obsessed! It was something about the
many shades of brown, the tightly muscled bodies, and the huge cocks the
mandingo warriors carted `tween their thighs.  Many times Bobby wished he
were one of the slave women folk so he could feel an African spear
penetrating the walls of his pussy or moist ass.  He stood there in a daze
until Joseph realized he was not alone.  He turned and spoke, "Master
Bobby, what ju doin' here?  You want me fo' sumptin'?"  Bobby wanted so
much to tell Joseph the truth.  After all Joseph was his slave, he had to
do whatever Bobby ordered.  If Bobby ordered him to stand there while he
suck that huge black staff swinging `tween his legs dry, then Joseph had to
allow it.  If Bobby told Joseph to fuck him in the ass, the Joseph had to
fuck away.

	Bobby paused for a moment, not sure how to answer.  Joseph took a
few steps forward towards Bobby.  The water was now around his knees as he
proceeded to exit the creek and approach.  It was approaching dusk.  The
light of the skies was beginning to fade into obscurity, however it was
bright enough for Bobby to see the muscular chest, arms, abdomen, and
thighs of his beautiful warrior.  The tightly defined abdominal muscles and
chiseled thighs and calves were only accentuated by the cherry on top of
this lickable sundae, an eleven and a half inch, ten pound slab of African
beef with an equally impressive set of brown boulders hanging heavy in the
duffel bag of a ball sack he was totin'.  Bobby inhaled, shifted his leg to
hide his growing erection, "Joseph, after you are finished come to the big
house and see me."  "Yesum Massa Bobby. That be all?"  Bobby nodded ever so
slowly and swallowed a gallon of saliva in nervous anticipation.

	Joseph nodded back, turned, and re-entered the water to finish his
bath.  Bobby stood frozen, a prisoner of his erotic fantasies.  He watch as
that big round dark mahogany colored ass switched as Joseph walked back
into the water'd depths.  The sheer pleasure of seeing this African god in
motion sent Bobby's own cock into mini-spasms as it began leaking fluid.
Joseph, still feeling Bobby's presence, turned and asked, "Massa Bobby,
there be sumptin' more you wantin' fo' me to doh?"  "No that's all Joseph,
just don't be long."  Bobby turned and scurried away like an excited little
boy awaiting Santa on Christmas eve.

	As my grandfather was retelling this story, I must admit that my
own cock was pitching a mean tent in my denim jeans as I fantasized about
what my ancestor looked like. I could feel my own precum moisture beginning
to flow.  I was enthralled with the story and wanted to know what happened,
like this was an afternoon soap opera, I needed to know what happened next!

He continued.

	After about maybe twenty or thirty minutes, Joseph arrived at the
big house and knocked on the door.  One of the house slaves, David,
escorted him into the den where Bobby was waiting.  David closed the doors
behind Joseph.  "Yesum, Massa Bobby, here I is."  "Yes, I can see that
Joseph.  I guess you are wondering why I wanted you here?"  "Yesum, I ain't
nevah' been in the big house b'foe."  "What do you think of the house,
Joseph?"  "It's very nice Massa Bobby, looks to be comftable!"  "Well,
Joseph come here and have a seat."  Joseph hesitated for a moment, he knew
that no slave was permitted to sit in the Master's presence, let alone on
the Master's furniture!  "It's OK Joseph, I want to talk to you and you too
damn tall.  You don't want me get a creak in my neck now do you?"  Joseph
shook his head.  "So sit down please."  Bobby smiled.  Joseph smiled back.
His firm round ass sank deep into the sofa cushions as he slowly sat.

	"Joseph, I have seen you workin in the fields and workin' with the
horses and you are a very strong buck, I mean man!  I find myself attracted
to you."  Bobby gulped.  He could not believe he was saying this but what
the hell Joseph was a slave after all.  Who would he tell?  "Do you know
what I mean Joseph?"  "I b'lieves so sir."  "Tell me."  "You like the way I
looks when I's workn' and when I ain't got no clothes on me."  "You are a
very smart man Joseph.  So why do you think I asked you to come here?"
"You want me to suck your sex parts."  "No Joseph, I want to suck on YOUR
sex parts.  It's your dick I want to suck!"  Joseph was totally shocked!
The Master wanted to suck on his cock not force him to suck his.  This was
a strange twist.  "But Joseph, that's not all I want.... I want you to
pretend you are the Master and I am the slave.  I want you to force me to
suck you until your juices flow!"  "Sir?"  "I said- I want you to pretend
you are the Master and I am the slave.  Force me to please you!  Do you
understand?"  Yesum!"

	Joseph was dumbfounded but he did as the Master told him.  "Massa
Bobby, I want you..."  Bobby stopped him, "No! NO!  Joseph you are the
MASTER.  You are Master Joseph and I am slave Bobby."  "Ok Sir, I mean
Bobby. Bobby, boy I want you to get over here."  Bobby walked over to him
trembling in anticipation.  "Yesum, Master Joseph what do you want me to
do?"  "Undo my britches and get on yo' knees in front a me."  Bobby took
the rope that served as Joseph's belt and pulled it free letting Joseph's
pants drop to his ankles.  Bobby then knelt in front of Joseph's huge
flopping boa constrictor!  Bobby became hypnotized by the musky smell of
the African's manhood!! "Now what Massa Joseph?", Bobby asked.

	Joseph began to get aroused at the sight of this young white boy
acting like the slave and Joseph in the role of Master.  That wasn't all
though...Joseph was also turned on with anticipation of getting his fat
veiny cock sucked.  This reminded him of Africa, when people by the
hundreds men and women begged to suck him.  It was good to be the King!
Joseph smiled as he thought how good it was to be the king!  "Open yo'
fuckin mouth and take my cock you fuckin slave!"  Joseph was into the role
now.

	Bobby complied like good little slave.  The massive cock began to
grow within Bobby's open jaws!  Bobby struggled to adjust his mouth around
the shaft which was darn near a thick as a whisky bottle!  His cock was
soooo huge, only the head and a small portion of the shaft could be
swallowed comfortably.  None the less Bobby masterfully worked this prize
cock as he had practiced in his dreams at least a thousand times before!
Joseph began to moan in pleasure and started to thrust his hips into
Bobby's mouth.  Bobby began to gag ever so slightly and so Joseph let up a
little but not that much, just enough that Bobby wouldn't pull off the
throbbing black dick.  The thrusts became more intense as did the moaning.
"Suck my dick!!  Oooohhh!!!  You want more of it in yo mouth??  Suck it!!!"

	Bobby couldn't have spoken even if he had tried, his mouth was
packed to the extreme!  Joseph began gripping the rear on Bobby's skull and
began to pull his head inward to meet the thrusts of his piercing cock!
The gag reflex in Bobby's throat had somehow died and once Joseph realized
it, he started really fucking Bobby's open mouth!  His bulbous cock head
slamming the back of Bobby's open gullet.  The faintest taste of African
semen hit Bobby's taste buds and sent him into a sucking frenzy!  He went
into over drive, hungry for a full blast of this black bull's African Jizz!

	Joseph humped his Master's face, or should I say-he fucked his
slave's face?  Bobby continued to gulp, suck, and struggle to adjust to the
girth and force of the penetrating shaft.  He gulped for air to breathe,
for air to moan in pleasure, and for air to help seal the vacuum around the
Master's head!  Droplets of cream mingled with his saliva, he knew it was
nearing, that point that every man of age knows.  That point when you can
feel the cum building in the base of your abdomen deep in the pit of you
pendulant balls.  You can feel it rise like the tides of the sea, inching
closer and closer to the base of the shaft.  Then the feeling of it rising!
Rising as the heat rises, like mercury in a thermometer, it rises and rises
and then SURGE after glorious orgasmic SURGE!!! Out rushes the gummy milk
of passion.  The nectar of the Gods!  Joseph, could not resist.  The
prolonging his orgasm was ended.  His cock stiffened one last time to it's
maximum rigidity and out flowed his Mandingo milk!!!  Bobby struggled to
swallow as much as he could but it flowed by the gallons!!

	Despite the huge outflow of seminal nectar, Bobby managed to
swallow enough to satisfy a dehydrated man's thirst!  Dehydrated for the
life giving milk of man!  Bobby had never had such pleasure in his entire
life!  The passion of sucking Joseph's cock and now swallowing his semen,
cause Bobby to take part in his own orgasmic journey!  Bobby's cock was
still enclosed within his pants and yet he ejaculated as if his cock had
been milked!  Bobby slumped to the floor.  Weakened by the a felling
foreign to him.  A feeling he had only dreamt of but now had experienced!
It could only get better from there.  Joseph became afraid at Bobby's
reaction.  He thought Bobby was ill, maybe even dead!  In a panic, he
busted from the study, raced past David (who had his own fantasies of
Joseph), on out into the field, and on to the creek.

	The sight of Joseph's thick naked ass and muscular physique
sprinting away in terror, made David's dick instantaneously erect!  Without
thinking he tore open his pants and jacked his meat while watching Joseph
race off into the distance.  Just as Joseph faded out of site, David's load
came into sight!!!  He shot load after thick load onto the wooden planks of
the Master's porch.  By now the other slaves had gathered to see what the
commotion was.  They all stood looking at David, the stream of cum still
leaking from his dark black rod and the puddle of cum on the porch.

	After a half hour or so, David had cleaned up the mess he had made
as well as made up some story to appease the nosy slave folk.  Master Bobby
was still laying unconscious in the Den, when David entered and helped him
to the bath.  David carefully removed Bobby's clothing and placed him in a
tub of warm water.  He proceeded to wash the sticky residue from his
Master's groin.  Bobby, began to regain consciousness as a result of
David's stroking hands.  "Massa, you ok?"  Bobby nodded as he grinned at
David, whose hand maintained a firm stroking hand on Bobby's rising dick.
Bobby stood from the tub.  His body glistened from the water as it dripped
back into the tub.  His nine inch rock hard pole of steel pulsated in
David's hand.  Without speaking a word, David stopped..., removed his
shirt, unfastened his pants and stepped out of them.  David now standing
ass naked in front of Bobby also ass naked.  Bobby, had seen David naked
before but never this close!

	David, though not as muscular as Joseph and not nearly as gorgeous
in the face, was a very attractive young man in his late teens.  Bobby
reached out and took hold of the dark colored man by the hips and turned
him around.  David's ass now positioned directly in front of a nine inch
dripping dick!!  David bent over and placed his right hand against the
wall, spread his legs, and used his left hand to part his ass cheeks.  The
invitation was more that Bobby could bear!  He dove in!!  Fortunately for
David, his ass had provided it's own form of lubrication and allowed the
rigid white cock easy access!  Both of them groaned in pleasure.  Bobby's
cock slide in slowly until all nine inches were buried and his balls were
nestled against David's own dark melons.  David was the first to start
moving.  His hips began to gyrate and pull Bobby into him.  A unison of
rhythm began and Bobby began thrusting his hips.

	The slapping sound grew louder and louder.  Bobby reached around
with his right hand and began to massage the dark ding-a-ling (smile).
David's knees buckled as the orgasm jumped upon him quickly and
unexpectedly!  His hot jizz sprayed the wall and formed a puddle on the
bathroom floor all the while Bobby continued fucking.  It only took a few
more stokes and his own knees buckled, his hips locked, and the cum filled
David's ass cavity until it dripped out of his ass and onto the floor where
it mingled with David's.  They slumped to the floor, Bobby's cock still
buried deep in David's ass, he held David close to him and gently kissed
the base of his neck.

	Later that evening, after David and Bobby had bathed together and
fucked one more time, David joined the slaves in their cabin and Bobby
rested in his bed.  Laying naked and still horny, he worried about Joseph.
Where was his big black buck?  Was he OK?  Bobby, could wonder no
more... He jumped from his bed and without pause to clothe himself he raced
out of his house and down to the creek.  His eyes had adjusted quickly to
the darkness and after a few minutes of searching he noticed Joseph sitting
under a tree.  He cautiously approached.  "Massa!!", Joseph jumped up and
bowed his head in submission.  "I's so sorry for what happened
tuhday... I...."  "Joseph, hush!!  You didn't do nothing wrong.  I enjoyed
what happened!"  "You did?"  "Yes.  And I want more."  "You do?"  "Yes.
Can I have more?"  "You askin' me?"  "Yes, I'm asking you.  I'm tired of
telling you what to do.  I'm tired of being a slave master like my father
and his father and his father before him.  I want to be your friend!  Can
I?"  "My friend?"  Joseph stood quite baffled.  Bobby stood looking at
Joseph's muscles as the rippled under the glow of the moon light!  This was
such a romantic and tender moment, Bobby wanted it to last forever.

	"Well, can I...?"  "What?", asked Joseph.  "Be friends?"  "Yessum,
we can be friends!"  Bobby stretched out his hand to shake.  Joseph
hesitated and then gave in and shook.  Bobby then pulled Joseph in close to
him and hugged him.  Their two cocks instantaneously rose to full erection!
Joseph looked down at Bobby in the moon light and reached towards his face
until their lips touched.  They kissed softly for a moment until someone's
tongue penetrated the other's mouth!  Fierce kissing began thereafter!
Joseph being the taller of the two men, was the first to kneel to the
ground.  His cue was followed as Bobby dropped with him.  They laid side by
side kissing for a second, when Joseph rolled onto his back he pulled Bobby
on top of him.  Bobby started grinding his unbending cock into the flesh of
his black Adonis.  Cock to cock they laid and rubbed!  Bobby's hips rose
and fell as though he were fucking a nice soft piece of ass!!  Joseph
moaned....

	Seconds later Bobby unloaded his steaming blast of juice.  His hips
continued their motions until he had worked each drop out of his nearly ten
inch hose!  Bobby, jumped up off of Joseph and repositioned himself on all
fours, "Fuck me Joe, fuck me please!"  "Are you sure, Mas.... I mean
Bobby...are you sure.  I got a lot of meat here and it's gonna hurt
somptin' awful!"  Despite Joseph's warning, Bobby insisted, "FUCK ME
PLEASE!  I NEED YOU INSIDE OF ME!!!"  Using the cream the was dripping off
of his stomach, Joseph lubricated his gigantic rod and slowly parted
Bobby's ass.  Slowly he touched the hole with his massively bulbous head.
Slowly the walls of Bobby's ass stretched. Small piercing blows of electric
shock shot up from his asshole to his brain!  He thought, "If my mouth
couldn't stretch to suck his cock how in the hell would his little virgin
asshole?"  More pains awakened the nerves of his body...nerves he never
knew existed.  With the pain came a form of pleasure.  As Joseph slid in
slowly, he would pause, giving the walls a moment to adjust.  With the
pause the was an additional motion he was doing, a twist or something.  He
would move his hips in a way that almost tickled his colon!

	This was heaven!!!  With this method of penetration, it took nearly
forty minutes for Joseph's entire eleven and a half inch black beam to
disappear within Bobby's well stretched ass!  His ass fully accustomed to
the behemoth of a cock, the fucking began!  Both men's hips thrusted to
allow more cock to enter the hungry man's ass.  Bobby thrusted backward
while Joseph thrusted forward!  Huge black spheres slapped against Bobby's
sack, small in comparison.  Joseph's pubic hairs were pressed hard against
the upper area of Bobby's ass, as his deeply buried spear pierced his new
friend's innards.  Under the moonlight with the trees standing guard, the
two men fucked in a frenzy!  Beads of sweat formed on their backs and
brows.  It ran down Joseph's spine into the cracks of his ass and fell to
the soil below as it dripped from his swinging balls!

	Joseph began to clench tightly around Bobby's waist as the moment
of truth approached.  Bobby realizing this, clenched!  His ass muscles
tightly gripped Joseph's raging hardon and that little added sensation set
him off!!!  He let out a tribal scream, "Aaaaiiiiiahhhhheeee!!!", as the
orgasmic explosion rippled throughout his body from the tips of his curling
toes to the top of his woolly head.  The volcanic eruption of cum almost
pushed Bobby forward!!  The force of Joseph's blast sent Bobby into a
second climax!  The two of them remained motionless with Bobby impaled upon
Joseph's royal staff!  Neither of them knew quite when it happened but
there they laid, fell asleep, and come morning, awoke.
	They arose and started walking back to the house.  The other slaves
were already out in the fields working as was their habit.  They need not
be told.  Master Bobby naked as Adam approached them with Joseph naked as
Steve (smile) by his side.  The other slaves all stopped what they were
doing and froze in watchful gaze.  They at first thought the worst, "Joseph
raped Massa!"  However, by the smile on their faces, that couldn't be what
happened.  When Bobby stood in their midst, he announced, "As of today you
are all free!  My father no longer has rule over you!!  I no longer have
rule over you!!"  They stood motionless not knowing what to do or say.
They realized after all that their options to leave were limited.  If the
left they would have to risk making it up North.  "I know you are afraid to
leave but if that is what you want, I will pay for your safe travel up
North or you can stay here as equal owners of the land with me and Joseph!"
They kissed....  The crowd cheered and the rest is history...

	As my pap finished the story, I felt confused.  "Pap, so what
happened when Bobby's father arrived back?"  "Well, that never
happened...see there was a Klan group crazy and drunk that killed him on
his journey back from Texas.  His mother and two older sisters made it back
and had no complaints once their starving pussies tasted the wood of their
new black boyfriends!  Bobby and Joseph jumped the broom and ran the
plantation as partners with the rest of the former slaves and that
plantation put all the surrounding ten districts out of business from their
productivity."  I completed taking notes, thanked my Pap for the
information and I headed back home to type the story as part of my thesis.


	I submitted it and waited...  Weeks went by when I finally got a
call from Dr. Tyler to meet in his office.  I arrived early and was eager
yet fearful of the news.  Was my thesis accepted or rejected?  As I entered
the office, I noticed it was empty.  Then I heard his voice coming from the
book closet to my right.  "Have a seat.", he hollered out.  I placed my
behind on the firm leather chair.  "Help yourself to some coffee or tea."
"No thanks Dr. Tyler.  Why did you ask me here sir?"  "Scared huh?"  "Just
a little nervous sir."  Well, it is in regards to the paper you submitted,
I found it very interesting."  "How so, sir?"  I heard footsteps
approaching from behind so I turned to greet Dr. Tyler formally.  I stood
and turned only to see him standing before me naked and as rigid as a
flagpole standing straight up!!!

	"Doctor!!!", I exclaimed in shock!!  "You are a descendant of that
Joseph right?"  "Yes sir."  "Show me that family heirloom you have hiding
in those slacks!"  I had no problem with showing him what he wanted to see,
I wanted Dr. Tyler since the first time I saw him on campus!  He was a fine
white man, barely thirty, in great shape and was sporting a fabulous
woodie!  I stripped and stood before him, my cock sprung free.  The warm
breeze from the open window stimulated a speedy erection!  "Well, without
giving you all the details of what followed...I will end by letting you
know as of graduation last week, I am now Dr. Joseph Trent."