Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2023 14:40:25 -0500
From: Dean Soarer <deansbicha@gmail.com>
Subject: Deans Bicha 59

Deans Bicha chapter 59

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This chapter is at Randolph' house after dropping Robby/bobby home, from
Randolph's perspective.  While Jamie and Robby had been used numerous times
over the weekend and now needed to rest, such was not the case for Randolph
on Sunday afternoon.

Randolph:

I kinda wished Robby was able to stay over another night, but his mother
wanted him home after being away for a few days.  At 13 going on 14 years
old us kids didn't have too much say over things like that.  He waved and
flashed me his cute little smile as he stood in the driveway with his older
brother Eddie.

I was a bit worried because Eddie could be a little 'shit' to Robby.
Though after the stern warning Papa had given him, I figured Eddie wouldn't
do anything too stupid or crazy.  With his butt being off limits for a week
and the healing cream from Mrs. Soarer, Robby's hole would have time to
rest.  I still couldn't believe bobby had asked for us to double team him.
I must say it was pretty awesome seeing two big black cocks stuck into his
lily white, little hole.

Lost in my thoughts I was brought back to reality when Dari elbowed me in
the side and shouted, "Move."

"What?" I asked.  My confusion turned to understanding when I saw he had
hooked his shorts and briefs under his balls and was stroking his hard,
black, tween cock at me.  I glanced at Papa who didn't say anything as he
continued to drive home.

"Come on.  Get on yer knees and start sucking.  Since bobby ain't here no
more, you can take his place," Dari told me.

This time when I looked at Papa he simply shrugged his shoulders as if to
say, "yeah," with a half a smile on his face.  Shit.  Sliding off the seat
I wiggled around to face my younger brother's boner which was leaking lots
of precum.

Pushing his hand off of his dick, I took Dari's cock in my fist.  "Ahh,
yes," he cooed.  My mouth was inches away when suddenly there was a ringing
in my left ear.  The bastard had open palm smacked the side of my face.

"Dari! What's the matter with you?" I screamed as I rubbed my face.

"You should be naked.  I'm sure you've heard Dean say it plenty of times
that faggots like Jamie 'and you' (he stressed) should be naked when
servicing men.  So get them clothes off queer boy."

"Darius!" My father boomed out before I could even respond.  "How many
times have you heard me say to treat your brother right?  Just cause he's
gay doesn't mean he's a fag.  You want my belt to teach you that again when
we gets home?"

"No Papa.  Sorry," Dari mumbled.  Though the look he gave me said, 'You're
a fag and I'll get you for getting me in trouble.'

"Don't be apologizing to me," Papa barked out.

"Sorry, Randolph."  The tone of his voice indicated he wasn't sincere at
all, but Papa let it go.

"That's better," Papa told Dari.  Speaking to me, Papa said, "It is best if
you was naked though boy, just like Jamie and bobby."

"Yes Papa," I replied as I undressed on the floor of the truck between my
brothers legs.

"See Dari, you need to be nicer.  You can get the same results without the
abusive behavior.  Remember that."

"Yes Papa," Dari said, though I knew he wasn't really listening as much as
he was excited to humiliate me by making me suck his dick while totally
nude as we drove through town.  I was nervous to be doing such a "Jamie"
like thing in a semi-exposed place.  Though I did enjoy sucking Dari even
if he was a pain in the ass most times.

Grabbing my head, Dari began thrusting up as he pulled my face toward his
sparse pubic patch, his tween dick resting at the entrance to my throat.
It wouldn't be too long before puberty kicked in and his cock expanded in
both length and girth.  He loved to hear me choke as it entered my windpipe
and I would cough up phlegm coating his dick with plenty of lube which he
would use to slam into my ass many, many times.

But for the moment, he got off big time on pounding my face with his boy
boner.  "Yes, take this you f..." He stopped short of saying 'fag'.  I
guess he was learning, somewhat.  "Take this Randy boy.  Suck my cock.
Yes, that feels sooo good."

When Papa parked and turned off the truck I knew we were home.  Seconds
later Dari blasted off in my mouth, pulling out and spraying the last few
blasts across my face.  He, like Dean, love to give facials.  Dari laughed
saying how good his white, creamy load sparkled on my mocha brown skin.
Papa chuckled but told me I better wipe that spunk up cause we had company.

Dari and I looked out the truck back window.  [Jamie isn't the only one to
know the correct grammar usage of 'I' vs. 'me'.  Actually, except for papa
who sees my report cards, nobody knows I'm really, really very smart.  I
hardly ever study and get straight A's.  Dari doesn't study much and is
lucky to get C's.  Eze does ok with B's, but has to study.  He kinda has an
idea since I have helped him a few times with homework.]

Anyway, Parked on the street in front of our house was Andre's car.  That
meant Tyshawn and Mervin were probably with him as they usually traveled
together.  Scrambling to get dressed, Dari snatched up my briefs and
quickly threw them out the window across the driveway.

"Papa!" I shouted hoping he'd make Dari retrieve them for me.

"You don't need 'em," he said.  "Nobody is gonna see."  Crap, guess I'm
going without.  Dari had a shit eating grin on his face as I pulled on my
shorts, carefully zipping up so as not to get anything caught.

"Leave your t-shirt off too," Dari told me.

Luck was on Dari's side as Papa said, "Don't worry none Randy.  It's warm
out, they ain't gonna think any of it," before I could even protest.  This
was getting out of control.  "Dari, go pick up Randy's undershorts."  Dari
did, stuffing them in his pocket.  Papa was right nobody could tell, I was
just being paranoid.

Coming in the kitchen door we heard, "Man, that's wicked.  You actually
double fucked him?" Mervin exclaimed.

"Sure did.  I think he's a bigger faggot than Bicha," Eze said causing the
guys to roar with laughter.  Dari joined in as we rounded the corner into
the living room.  The guys settled down when they saw Papa and said their
hellos.

"No need to be embarrassed boys.  That bobby is indeed one sweet piece of
white boy flesh," Papa told them causing the guys to relax.

I won't bore you with all the conversation that took place, mainly because
I don't remember it.  I was too concerned about having no underwear on and
worried where this raunchy talk of Robby was going to lead.  I had good
reason to be nervous about both.

Eventually somebody, I think it was Tyshawn, commented on how he could use
a good blow job right about now.  I looked around and all the guys were
rubbing their crotches, including Papa.  Five big black cocks were ready to
empty ten bursting balls.  Six and twelve if you count papa.  Seven and
fourteen if you included me.

Mervin lewdly looked at Dari and commented how as the youngest, he should
take care of us.  Now, in truth, that is the way it was normally.  But
since I had been sucking Dari off for over a year, he wasn't about to give
into Mervin's demands.

"No, not me," Dari cried out.  "Randolph.  He'll suck your cocks.  He does
with Bicha and bobby all the time.  The three of them are FAGS."

"DARI!" I screamed.

"DARIUS," our father bellowed.  The next instant Dari was over Papa's lap,
his shorts and undershorts around his ankles on the receiving end of
several smacks from papa's hand.

"Papa, stop.  I'm sorry." Dari pleaded.

Twenty-five blows later and Dari was a crying mess.  Papa pulled him to his
feet then started the lecture which always came after a whooping.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call Randolph that?  He's your
brother.  Your older brother too.  Now you done told his business to the
boys.  Strap."

Now I need to tell you about 'the strap'.  When papa said 'strap' to any of
us, we started shaking.  The strap was actually a strop.  A two inch wide,
18 inch long, leather barber's strop used to sharpen straight edge razors.
Five whacks with that hurt worse than 50 from his open palm.

"No.  I done nothing wrong.  I just told the truth 'bout him.  You don't
want us lying."

"That was his business to tell, you know that.  Strap - 10."  Oh crap I
thought.  Papa's minimum started with 5 then increased by 5 hits the longer
it took for you to fetch the very instrument of punishment which would turn
your butt into hamburger.

"You should be giving them to Randolph.  He's the faggot not me.  Maybe if
you whipped his ass he wouldn't be sucking cock and taking it up the ass
with his friends," Dari yelled.

I don't know which was more red, my face from embarrassment or papa's eyes.
He had a look of pure fury in them.  "Strap - 15!"

I have to give Dari some credit, when he dug in his heals, he rarely backed
down.  It was almost comical to see him standing there, arms crossed
defiantly, his briefs still around his left ankle.  During his spanking he
had kicked off his shorts.  If he was scared, his semi hard dick didn't
show it.  He and papa locked eyes.  I knew who would eventually win.

"NO," Dari gritted through his teeth.  You didn't say 'no' to papa.
Glancing over at Eze, I could see he was just as concerned for our younger,
and at the moment stupid, brother.  Ty, Andre, and Mervin stood off to the
side silently, almost afraid to move themselves.

Papa went nose to nose with Dari.  Lowering his voice and talking much
slower than normal, probably in an attempt to remain calm himself, papa
continued, "You listen to me.  I don't give two shits about Randolph being
gay and neither should you.  It's his business who he does or what he
does."  Turning to Eze and the boys he asked them, "Right boys?"

"Yes sir;" "I got no beef with him;" "It's all cool;" were the responses.
Whether those were genuine responses or simply out of fear I don't know but
at least it was nice to hear.

"You got a problem boy and I'm going to fix that.  Strap - 25."

Dari's eyes nearly fell out of his head, so did mine.  I guess papa was
done fooling around as he skipped right over Strap - 20.  I can't remember
if any of us had ever received 25 before.  Eze once got 20 for smoking some
weed with some buddies and coming home high.  I can honestly say that was
the one and only time he touched any form of illegal substance.  Whatever
your beliefs about corporal punishment, it scared Dari and me and we knew
never to do them either, and we never did.

Dari stood ramrod straight, though with the threat of Strap - 25 his dick
had shriveled.

For heavens sake Dari, go get the strap.  Please," I begged him.  I could
feel everyone looking at me.  Even after betraying my secret, I didn't want
to see him practically beaten to death.

"See that boy.  Randolph is concerned 'bout you despite what you done to
him," papa calmly told Dari.  Dari glared at me as if it were my fault he
was about to suffer.

"Come on Dari.  Do it," Eze added.  "Don't make it worse."  I could see Eze
was starting to get through to Dari.

"GO," Papa boomed making everyone jump.  Guess he couldn't bring himself to
go any higher.

Dari stumbled as his feet got caught in his briefs which were still around
his left ankle.  Kicking them across the room as he ripped his t-shirt off
Dari finally flew down the hall.  Whenever we had a whooping coming, we
were always bare assed naked.  Papa felt the humiliation added to our
punishment, which it did indeed.

Less than 30 seconds later Papa had his weapon of mass destruction while
Dari was visibly shaking now that reality of the situation had sunken into
his feeble brain.  With his hands up against the wall and feet spread wide
Dari prepared to take his thrashing, though he still shot me a look as if
to kill.

"Don't be giving Randolph the 'evil eye'," papa said.  "You brought this
all on yourself."

"Yes sir," Dari croaked out barely above a whisper.  That was his only
reply option.

WHACK!  Papa didn't hold back.  He whipped that leather strap with full
force putting his whole body into the swing.  I cringed, so did the rest of
the guys.  An angry red welt immediately began to rise across Dari's butt
cheeks.

"AHHH!," Dari screamed out.  If that was the first, I didn't know how he'd
be able to take all twenty-five.  I'm not sure if papa felt he was too
harsh on the first but the next four weren't as severe.  Dari was full out
crying begging papa to stop, "Please papa.  I'm sorry.  I won't say nothing
bad 'bout Randy again.  I swear."

"You don't owe me an apology boy," papa barked.

"Randolph, I'm soooo sorry."

As mad as I was at him for revealing my secret I didn't want to see him
punished anymore.  "Papa, stop.  He's said he was sorry."

"He's just saying that to save his ass."  Everyone knew papa was correct, I
was really being a pushover.  Handing me the strap papa ordered, 'You give
him the next five."  I took it with shaking hands.  I had never tanned
anybody's hide before and didn't want to start now, though it looked as if
I had no choice in the matter.

Standing behind and to the left of Dari I brought my arm back.  I
hesitated.  "Don't go easy neither," papa instructed me.  Shit.  Could I
really do this?  The wait seemed like forever.  Finally I heard papa tell
me, "Randolph, give him five.  He's got to learn.  Be strong."  I brought
arm down landing the strap across Dari's bum.

It's difficult to say who was more shocked, Dari or I, or maybe papa
himself.  The next four landed in quick succession.  Despite not wanting to
inflict his pain, I must admit part of me found it to be quite cathartic
beating his ass.  He had been so miserable to me for so long, all my pent
up anger and frustration came out in those 5 blows.

Dari was bawling his eyes out.  I dropped the strap on the floor and broke
into tears of my own.  Papa came over and hugged me, "Shush.  You done
good.  It had to be done.  You're such a sweet boy, I love you."  I
squeezed him as tightly as I could.  Kissing the top of my head, he told me
to go wash my face and stay in the other room.  Guess he wanted to spare me
anymore trauma of watching Dari's punishment.

From the bathroom I could hear blow after blow landing on Dari's ass.  I
cringed as he yelled out, though he wasn't so loud.  Was papa not hitting
him as hard?  Eze told me afterwards that papa held his arm in place and
swung from the elbow, thus lessening the severity, with the last five being
from the wrist.  Either papa had gotten soft, which I doubt, or he realized
that Dari could never withstand 25 full force blows.

Whatever the reason, I was somewhat relieved.  As usual, papa had Dari
stand in the corner with his butt exposed.  I never understood that.  We
all knew when someone got a whooping, so why did we have to stand in the
corner afterwards.

"Dari, 30 minutes.  Then to your room for the rest of the night.  I'll
bring you something to eat later.  For the rest for the week, Randolph gets
to use you, not the other way round.  You hear me boy?"

"Yes sir," Dari sniffed back his runny nose moving to the corner.

Just then papa's pager went off.  "Damn.  This can't be good," he said.
Heading into the kitchen papa called and discovered there was an emergency
at a construction site of new apartments where he was doing the majority of
the plumbing.  It was a huge job and he stood to make tons of money from
it.

We flopped down in the front room waiting for papa.  Hanging up the phone,
he came in from the kitchen saying he had to leave telling us he'd be back
in a few hours.  Being a Sunday, he chuckled that he'd be able to charge
time and a half.

Once papa left there was silence.  Now the awkward part, dealing with the
news of my sexuality.  Nobody said anything for a few minutes.  I suggested
we turn on the TV to watch some football.  A few minutes later Tyshawn was
the first to speak.

"So, Randy.  You really like football?" Ty asked me.  I looked at him all
confused.  We played all the time.  Why was he asking me that.

"You know I do.  Why"

"Well, cause, you know," he muttered.

"Know what?"

"I just didn't think guys like you liked football, that's all," he mumbled.

"Jesus, Ty," Eze said.  "One has nothing to do with the other you jerk
off."

"Sorry, I just thought he wouldn't be into sports."

"So, are you really queer?" Andre asked me.

"Yeah, I am," I informed everyone.  Dari made some sound.  Not sure if it
was one of disgust or what.  Either way, Eze told him his time was up and
go to his room.  While it had only been 10 minutes max, Dari took off,
slamming our bedroom door once inside.  At least he was out of the way.

"So you and Bicha and bobby?" Mervin asked.

"Yup.  The three of us.  And before you ask, yes, we've done it all."

"All?" Ty questioned.  "How can you do that?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked still confused.

"Well, if you're all gay, you can't do butt stuff," he continued.  "I mean,
don't you all take it?"

I laughed out loud.  "Somebody has got to be on top.  Just cause we're all
gay doesn't mean all we do is "take it" up the ass, you ass.  Otherwise,
nobody would."

"So what, like you take turns?  How's that work?" Ty continued to question.
I thought he was being really inquisitive.  Or maybe he was curious?  Mmm.
Andre and Mervin were just listening.

"Well, if you must know, Jamie and Robby do like taking it more than giving
it.  In case you couldn't tell."  We all had a good laugh at that.  "Come
on, I don't mean to be mean, but both of them have been gang banged and
double fucked and loved it.  I'm just the opposite," I told them.

"Really?!  So you like giving it?"

"Yes," I replied.  I could feel my face blushing.

"But, do you, you know... Take it too?" He asked.

"TY," Eze shouted.  "You are too much."

"I said we've done it ALL," I told him.  "So yes, I've taken it too.  You
should try it some time," I laughingly told him.

"No way, man," he squirmed.

"Bet I could make you cum from a good fucking," I challenged him.  "Oohs"
and "Ahhh" could be heard from the other guys.

"No way is anybody going in my backdoor.  That's a one way street," Ty
announced.

Mervin suddenly jumped into the conversation, "You seem mighty interested
with all your questions and shit.  Why don't you take his challenge?  Let
him do you and see if he can get you to shoot."

"I told you 'no way'.  If you're so keen on the idea, let him fuck you
instead," Ty said.

Mervin surprised the crap out of everyone when he agreed, "Ok.  I'll let
him do me.  But if I don't cum, then I get to do you."  We all looked at Ty
to see his reaction.

"But if you shoot your load while Randolph is fucking, then we all get a
turn on you.  Deal?" Ty countered.

"Deal bro," Mervin accepted and they shook hands.

What the hell just happened?

Once the gauntlet had been thrown down, and Mervin agreed to it, he
stripped off his shorts and shirt.  He too wasn't wearing any underwear.
Tyshawn was quick to comment on it, "Whoa, bro.  No under-drawers?  Did you
plan on getting some action today?"  Mervin just smiled.  Then he laid down
and spread his legs wide holding them over his head.  His brown butt cheeks
opened giving me (and the guys) a clear view of his pink, starlike asshole.
I didn't wait for any further invitation and began eating him out.  The
boys began making rude comments which I ignored.  I loved eating ass and
Mervin's hole was no exception.  It was clean and sweet.

It only took a few minutes when I noticed clothes falling all around me as
the guys undressed.  They were getting all hot and bothered watching.  Such
perverts I thought.  Eventually Tyshawn wanted the 'main event' to begin.
Pulling my tongue from Mervin's love tunnel, I shed my shorts, freeing my
boner.  Andre commented this time, "Wow, looks like no briefs is catching
on."

Sheepishly I said, "Well, it does make it quicker when I'm getting some
action.  Besides, when you're packing this size sausage, you can't keep it
restricted too long."  Everyone laughed except Andre who had the shortest
dick amoung us at 6 1/2 inches, which is still above average of the entire
population but on the lower end for black cocks.

I was about to spit on my dick for lube when Eze told me to wait a second
and ran out of the room only to return with a bottle of Astro-Glide Lube.
Coating my dick liberally I thanked Eze as I moved into position.  The lube
would allow me to do Mervin much longer than saliva.

This was the moment of truth.  I was about to take Mervin's anal virginity,
or so I thought.  We found out later that was not the case.  I entered
slowly, not wanting to hurt him.  I knew I had to find his 'love button' or
he'd never cum.  I was determined to make it happen.  Surprisingly my cock
easily disappeared as I fed more and more of it into Mervin.  He actually
had a smile on his face.  Once my pubes were up against his ass (which took
all of 15 seconds) I knew he had done this before.

I wiggled around until I found just the right angle and his eyes widened.
There it was, his prostate.  Ok, stay away from there for now and give him
a nice long fuck.  Then when time is right, shift back and pound the hell
out of it.  He'll shoot so much we'll need a bucket to catch it all.

Fifteen minutes later and I was still going strong.  Mervin did ask how
long this was going to take and Ty told him they never set a time limit.
Basically, Ty said I could screw him until the next day if I wanted to.
Mervin groaned but never argued.

Ty, Andre, and Eze were all tugging away at their cocks as they watched the
live sex show in front of them.  Ty was so horny and kept encouraging me as
he wanted a turn with Mervin once he won the bet.  To keep Ty occupied I
suggested he fuck me while he waited.

Eze was more than a little surprised at my suggestion.  After all, I was
his usually quiet, more reserved brother.  I had Ty enter me from behind as
I was still inside Mervin.  I was now literally fucking and being fucked at
the same time.  Once we worked out the rhythm I don't know if I've ever
enjoyed a sexual experience more.  I'd push forward into Mervin and pull
back impaling myself on Tyshawn.  It was wild, hot, and beyond kinky.

Throwing all my common sense out the window, I called Andre over.  He stood
over Mervin facing me so I could swallow his cock while squeezing his cute
round butt, one cheek in each hand.  I was providing sexual relief to
Tyshawn, Andre, and Mervin all at the same time.  I guess my inner 'Jamie'
like bicha was coming out.  We all were on such a sexual high nobody was
shocked when Mervin told Eze, "Let me suck that big horse cock of yours."

I couldn't see since my nose was buried in Andre's pubes most of the time,
but I knew when Eze knelt down and straddled Mervin's head just by the way
each of them groaned: Mervin with his mouth full of my brother's gigantic
cock, Eze from the expert way Mervin swallowed the entire length and girth
of my big brother.

The next 5-10 minutes all that could be heard was the sound of balls
slapping against someone's ass or the slurping of another sucking a dick.
How I wished this was being recorded, or even a few snapshots.  Alas, it
wasn't meant to be, though I'll always have those memories.  Eventually,
someone was about to release his load.  I think it was Andre as his pace in
fucking my mouth seemed to have increased.  When I glanced up his smooth,
taut stomach to look at his expression, to say I was dumbfounded would be
an understatement.

The five of us may have been caught up in the sexual frenzy of the moment
having some boy on boy fun, but Andre and Eze looked as if they were now
playing for my team.  They were making out like bandits, using more tongue
than when you eat an ice cream cone.  Holy fucking shit!  Andre began
feeding me his own cream, which actually started a chain reaction when we
all heard the undeniable sound of a boy cumming.

I couldn't say exactly who came in what order, though I knew I purposely
shifted my angle and began an all out assault on Mervin's love spot.  Sure
enough, by the time everyone had emptied his balls (for the first, but not
last time today) Mervin's stomach was coated in his own baby makers.

Tyshawn was ecstatic and thanked me for my hard work.  "My pleasure," I
told him, which made everyone chuckle.  Ty who didn't want to get near
Mervin's spunk, thanked me again when I licked it all up.

Ty wasted no time getting into position and in one fast plunge was balls
deep in his friend.  Ty and Mervin exchanged a few barbs at one another,
but it was apparent that Mervin did indeed enjoy the occasional bottom boy
position.  The next revelation had us all speechless.

"So you like getting corn holed every now and again?" Ty asked.

"Yeah, so what.  I ain't the only one.  Am I Andre?"

Andre stood frozen on the spot.  Despite having just spent several minutes
sucking face with Eze, I don't think Andre was ready to admit all the
boy/boy action he had done.  Mervin continued, "Yeah, me and Andre messed
around.  It's all cool."

"It sure is.  As long as nobody wants to do me, I'm more than happy to plug
anyone of you guys.  Even you Eze."  When the conversation turned away from
Andre, I saw him visibly relax.  Eze on the other hand, stiffed right up,
and I don't mean his dick, which was still fairly filled.

You could have knocked me over with a feather when Eze answered, "Well, as
nice as that sounds, I think I'd rather have my kid brother be my first."
Turning to me Eze asked in the sweetest, softest voice, "How about it
Randolph.  Want to take your big brother's butt for a ride?"

Ty, Andre, and Mervin (from his bottom position still filled with dick) all
encouraged me.

Things seem to move in slow motion after that.  Somehow I was kneeling
behind Eze, his legs over my shoulders, my dick and his hole greased up
with lube, my dickhead at the entrance to his chute.  Was I really going to
do this?  Was he going to let me take his anal virginity?  Unlike Mervin,
he hadn't ever had anything up there prior.

I pushed past his outer ring and stopped allowing him to adjust.  Once he
nodded at me to continue, I slid inch after inch into him until my curly
pubic hairs were tickling his ass.  We both let out a sigh, our eyes locked
on one another.

Words can't describe all of the emotions I was feeling for him at that
moment.  He had always been my protector and now was giving something of
himself he hadn't to anyone else.  When he shook his head 'yes' I slowly
withdrew.  I held my tip at the warm entrance for only a moment before
slamming full force back inside.  At the same time Eze grabbed me from
under the arms around my back and pulled me so our faces mashed together.
If I thought he and Andre had had a tongue duel, it was nothing in
comparison to what Eze and I were doing now.

I can't say I fucked him that Sunday afternoon, it was more of a shared
brotherly love.  Albeit, hot, steamy, sweaty, dirty, long lasting love.  We
must have gone at each other for over a half an hour.  We rolled around
with him on top several times slamming back on my hard rod.  Then I'd be on
top jack hammering him.  That's the position we were in when we looked into
each others eyes and our balls exploded at the same time; my spunk up his
chute, his coating our bellies.  The other guys had stopped by now and were
watching us.  They applauded when we finished.

From that point on for the next two hours I think everyone fucked or sucked
pretty much everyone else.  Though there was one exception: Tyshawn was
reluctant to allow anyone to fuck him.  He did allow me to finger fuck him
(I got up to three fingers) and he did admit that was "crazy wild" and
could see "why a guy might be ok with it."  Otherwise, it was completely
wild with nothing held back with all inhibitions gone.  Just five horny
black teenagers releasing tons of sexual pent up desire.

Some of the highlights were: - Mervin, Andre, and I took it from all four
of the others.  Andre took it twice from Mervin and Eze for a total of six
times.  When Mervin did me, his long skinny dick reached places untouched
previously.  - Eze only got it twice, once from me, once from Mervin as he
wanted to "try out that monster."  He did promise Ty and Andre they could
have a go at him another time.  - As I mentioned earlier, while Ty didn't
get his ass plowed, he did suck every cock presented to him, including
mine, swallowing more than a little creamy, white goodness in the process.
He also expertly sucked on my balls, tea bagging both for the whole time he
was pounding Andre.  The tugging sensation as he rocked back and forth was
exquisite.  - My personal favorite was when I squatted down over Eze and
Mervin together for a DP which provided me over 18 inches of prime black
meat.  Not wanting to leave them out, I had Ty and Andre stand side by side
and place their dickheads at my mouth as I fisted their cocks.  My tongue
didn't have to wait long for two full loads of baby goodness.  I was
servicing all four guys at the same time and knew Jamie would be jealous
when he heard about it.  - The orgy (yes, that was the only way to describe
what it was) concluded with me eating out everyone's ass.  I swallowed all
the spent spunk dripping from three (Eze, Mervin, and Andre's) well worn
used holes.  Finally, I rimmed Tyshawn who practically screamed his head
off in delight as my tongue danced around his soft, tender hole.  It would
have been better if there was some fresh boy batter leaking from it too,
though we both enjoyed it just the same.

Exhausted, the five of us collapsed and were all entwined in a heap on the
floor.  Hands freely roamed over each other just enjoying the afterglow.

"That was just warped," we heard Dari spit out with disgust from the door
way.  I don't know when he came out of our room or how much he saw, but it
was enough.  "You all turn fag..."  He stopped short of completing the word
as he looked at me.  "I mean, you all gone sissy fucking and sucking each
other?"

Eze jumped up and grabbed him by the arm and shook the daylights out of our
kid brother as he yelled, "What the fuck is it with you boy?  Papa just
gave you the worst licking of your life for using that word and you done it
again?  When he gets home he's gone blister your ass so bad, you won't even
have an ass left.  You want that?!"

"No Eze.  I'm sorry.  It just slipped out.  Don't tell papa.  Please.  I'll
do anything.  Anything at all," Dari pleaded.

"Anything?" Eze asked.  "You willing to let us all take a ride on that
sweet, tight, pert, little 12 year old ass?

"Um..."  Dari was actually considering it.  I knew he didn't like it at
all, so this was a big decision for him.  After what seemed like forever,
with a tear running down his face, he nodded and meekly said, "Alright, as
long as you don't tell papa what I said."

The guys started to cheer until Eze held up his hand to quiet them.  "Well,
I'm glad to see you're willing but I don't think you're exactly able right
now.  Your butt looks awful sore and I want you concentrating on us when we
do it to you.  So you promise to let us do you later and we'll wait.  Ok?"

"Oh, thank-you.  Thank-you so much Eze.  I promise I will," Dari gleefully
replied, figuring he was off the hook, at least for now.

"Wait a minute.  Can we talk with you Eze?" Mervin asked.  The five of us
huddled up and discussed what to do.

"You think he's really gonna honor this deal?" Ty asked.

"No, but then we can punish him a second time for welching on his debt,"
Eze explained.

"Yeah, good idea man," Andre agreed.  "But I think we should get something
now."

"Blowjobs all around?" Ty suggested.

"No, something he don't like more," Eze answered.

"What?" Mervin asked.

After a minute to think, I had it.  He loved doing this to bobby, but he'd
hate it.  I spoke up, "I got it.  We wash his mouth out."

"With what?  Soap?" Mervin questioned.  "That's no big deal."

Looking at Eze we smiled at each other then simultaneously said, "PISS."
The guys loved the idea of course.

"Here's the offer Dari," Eze explained.  We're gonna wash your mouth out
now for using that word.  Then later you let the five of us do you.  And we
won't tell papa.  It'll be between us.  Agreed."

Dari, in is excitement to avoid a whipping from papa or having to get gang
banged himself right now agreed instantly.  He too was thinking good old
fashioned soap.  Silly him.

"Ok, go kneel in the tub."

"What?  Why?" He asked, still not understanding.

"Cause we don't want our pee going all over the floor.  Even though you
best be drinking most of it anyway," Eze laughed.

"NO WAY.  I AIN'T DRINKING YOU GUYS'S PISS!" Dari exclaimed.

"That's the deal: We wash your mouth with our pee or you face papa when he
gets home."

There wasn't much of a choice.  Dari simply turned toward the bathroom.
Once he was kneeling in the tub, the five of us joined him after Andre told
us one more idea, with which we quickly agreed.

"We got one more condition.  You gonna except it?" Eze asked as we crowded
around the tub.

"What is it," Dari questioned in a defeated voice.

Holding up a razor, Eze said, "This, from the neck down."  Now truth be
told, Dari only had 4 or 5 dozen short pubes, no other hair on his entire
body.  But like any 12 year old, he was proud of them.

"Fine," he pouted.

I was given the honors and I must say it was very enjoyable watching his
face scrunch up as I scrapped away the very symbol of his journey into
being a man.  Finally, one at a time, starting with Ty, then Mervin, Andre,
Eze, and myself, we unloaded our bladders into Dari's open mouth.  Plenty
got splashed all over his face too.  What he couldn't swallow fast enough
ran down his chest onto his now bald pubic mound, wetting his tween junk.

Dari coughed and sputtered but never complained.  I guess his ass hurt way
too much to consider getting another beating.  For once, he took his
punishment like a man, even though he looked more like a boy than ever.
Eze Let him stand in the tub until he was dry enough to go back into our
room.

The guys took off shortly after that with an assurance from Eze that they
wouldn't have to wait too long before collecting on the remaining portion
of Dari's debt.  Once papa got home, Eze surprised even me when he ended up
telling papa what all happened with Dari (not our little romp with the guys
though.)

Papa assured Eze he did a good job.  "We might make a man out of him yet."
We laughed about that as the boy child was still in his room.  Calling Dari
out, papa told him since Eze punished him for what he said, that was
enough.  "Hope you is starting to learn boy."

"Yes sir."

"Good.  Now go shower, you stink.  And you stay naked until I says.  Then
come out for some supper.  Go."  Dari's still very red and tender ass ran
from the room, with the three of us smiling.  Just before we ate, papa had
me apply a generous amount of Mrs. Soarer's healing cream to Dari's
backside.  He sounded genuinely sincere when he thanked me.  I didn't know
how long it would last, but it sure felt nice now.  Papa made Dari stay
nude the entire rest of the week, (just like Jamie though I didn't know it
then).  Dari's face showed he wasn't too pleased by that decision, but
again wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

By bedtime I was horny again.  Ah, the life of a teenager.  Dari wasn't too
pleased but dropped to his knees when I pointed to my dick.  Yup, this week
was going to be fun.

Later that night, snuggled up against papa in his/our bed (my new sleeping
arraignment) I reflected on today.  What an incredible day!  I can't wait
to tell Jamie and Robby all about it.  Smiling, sleep came upon me quickly
in the soft embrace of papa.

To Be Continued...

Author's Note: I was a bit worried how to handle Randolph's 'coming out'.
Let me know how I did.  Seems like almost everyone is spending time being
punished by being made to stay naked.  Whose next?  Who would you like?
Next chapter we should return to Jamie and Dean, which may not be posted
until the first of the year.  Enjoy your holidays and let's hope for world
peace.

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