Date: Mon, 3 Oct 2016 09:47:49 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: My past revealed, Ch. 2 My Past Revealed Chapter 2 The next few weeks were tremendous fun for me. I got to grips with the plantation administration and finances. There was a lot of money held in silver dollars, so I thought I would make a special depository for a load of it. If I was whisked back to the 21st. Century I hoped it would remain undiscovered and we would be a wealthy family again. Several of the young teens were spending time in the big house learning how to look after things. I wasn't going to try turning them into housemaids, but I thought I could bring out a more cultured approach to life for them. I treated them all decently and Sisi looked after the whipped ones until all that were salvageable from scarring had been done. Punishment now was the paddle. Every evening my overseers would present me a list of slaves for punishment. I gradually made them realise that most of the misdemeanours really didn't warrant physical punishment at all, just a sharp talking to. The paddle wasn't debilitating the way I applied it because I heaped embarrassment on the men, and women who deserved it by making them strip naked and doing it in front of everyone. Work accomplished was greater, slaves were happier and so was I. How did I handle my sexuality? Easy, I did sex education classes with the boys. I taught them about personal hygiene. We had plenty of water and even if they didn't bathe very often I wanted them to clean their genital areas thoroughly every day. I showed them how to clean under their foreskins, and I inspected them regularly. I saw a few tasty erections but always made a joke about it. I didn't want to embarrass them at all, they were just becoming men and I wanted them to be proud of their manhood. And Adie! Well, he was a delight. He was a total joy for me. He was such a gentle creature. He patently idolised me and would do anything I asked, always as rapidly as he could, and always asking if he had been satisfactory at the end of each little task. In return he ate with me all the time and slept with me every night. I kissed him frequently. If it was to thank him for doing something for me, it would be a gentle touch on the lips, wherever we were. If we were alone the kiss would be more intense and he soon started to reciprocate so I guessed he liked it. The morning woods were a source of amusement to both of us and the bathing in the evenings was always a little erotic because I inspected under his foreskin every night, and frequently washed it and the rest of him. I pampered him and he loved it, but so did I. He had been with me for a couple of weeks and I had satisfied my urges by masturbating, but with this angel alongside me every night it quickly paled in enjoyment when I thought how much more I could get from my orgasms if they were with him. So it happened. I lay on my back in bed one night and started playing with myself. "Do you know what will happen if I keep doing this?" He looked embarrassed, but nodded. "Do you do it?" He nodded again. "Would you like me to do it for you?" Eyes as big as saucers, he nodded again. Now I was in my element. I played with his cock and balls until he was very hard, then I let my hands wander and my lips. I kissed him quite passionately as I let my hand play with his nipples before returning to his cock and balls. When I came off his lips I looked in his eyes and told him. "I love you Adie, I think I did the first day I saw you. I love you so much that I want to make love to you like I would to a woman." I could see the shock and knew that he knew what I meant. I didn't push it and he didn't say anything so I slid down his body and took his cock in my mouth while I continued to play with the remainder of his body. He was perfect in my book and my pleasure as he came in my mouth was indescribable. I was sucking out the love juice from my baby. He knew what I had done because his eyes never left me. He could see I had swallowed all his cum and kept licking his glans as he went soft to make sure I had it all. I moved up the bed, took him in my arms and just said. "I hope you enjoyed that my love, now sleep." I wanted him to have time to think about this before he said anything. When we hopped out of bed the next morning he looked at me with a little boy look as we emptied our bladders. Then, across the dining table while we ate breakfast he kept the same look. I was sure he wanted to say something but didn't know what. "Did you like what I did to you last night?" He nodded and then looked down again. "Are you ashamed that you let another man have sex with you?" Ah, the right question. "Oh no Massa, I thought it was wonderful." "Would you like me to do it again?" The look nearly made me fall off my chair, it oozed lust and he gasped. "Oh yes please, I love you to touch me anywhere." Better and better. "Would you like to play with me as well?" "Oh yes please Massa, if you would allow it." "If I make you a free man and let you call me Jean, would you still like to do it?" Ah, no answer to that one. I guessed why, freeman, now that was a concept almost beyond understanding. Tears flooded his eyes as he looked at me in shock. I moved my chair back and pointed to my lap, "Here." He was round the table, in my lap and smothering me in kisses almost faster than the speed of light. He was also soaking me with his tears, which I hoped were happy tears. I took him back to bed and made very slow passionate love to him, no penetration, but I knew he would never forget that session. He cried almost all the time, but also gave me an incredible orgasm blowing me by copying what I was doing to him. Laying in my arms afterwards he almost whispered to me. "Did you mean that, Massa, are you really going to make me a freeman?" "Yes, if you would like me to." "And I can call you Jean instead of Massa?" "Yes, if you want." "And I can touch you like we have just done, and tell you I love you as well?" That was when it clicked with me. This boy had wanted to do all these things but was scared because he was a slave and I was the master. What a fool I was. I could have been making love to this boy for weeks. When we went to bed that night I was going to take his virginity. I had a tube of KY gel in my toilet bag. The first few times I was going to use that but not let him see it. Then I would be happy using some local stuff. I would ask Sisi if she had something I could use. I don't know whose happy tears were the most abundant that night, his or mine. Making complete love to my baby defied description. It was, to me, the most amazing experience of my life. Adie was so ready for this and so eager for it to happen that we both almost failed miserably to make it sensational. I knew that I was going to love this boy forever, and hopefully he me. The next day we executed his freedom papers. I made him aware that he must always carry them with him so that he wouldn't be mistaken for a runaway slave. I so wanted to take him back to my world where he would have no problems. Well, not as many as he would have here as a free black. The time flew by and I had to think about college again and how I was going to get back there. I thought about how I had crossed the barrier from 21st. to 19th. Century. Could I do the reverse and then come and go as I pleased. I was frightened to try it because if I couldn't get back I would lose Adie. Could I take him with me? The eventual answer to that one was that I had to. I loved him so much that I could not risk losing him. I sat him down one evening and tried to explain that I was going to try to go back to college, but where I was going was like being on another planet as far as he was concerned. When I thought that he was briefed as closely to the reality as I could I had Tucker in my study one evening. "Mr. Tucker, I have to go away again for quite some time. I am going to take Adie with me. It means that you will be in charge of the plantation for maybe three months. You can do my fortune some serious trouble if you so desire. If you do I will have you hunted down and brought to justice. If you run my plantation properly I will not be ungenerous in my treatment of you." We went through the books then and I showed him how to obtain cash for things he needed, but I made sure that he couldn't touch the majority of my fortune. I made money belts for Adie and I and stuffed them with silver dollars. Each one would be worth a lot of money in my original time. I piled as much extra silver as I judged I could take out of the plantation accounts and placed it in my secret storage, hopefully that would be available to me in my proper time. I packed my bag, the same as I had when I arrived. No one had seen my 21st. Century clothing so I kept it all in my bags. Adie would go in what he had and we would weather any problems until we could clothe him in modern attire. D day arrived. We were going to take a night train the same as I had done coming here. I would not let go of Adie's hand until I knew where we were. We had a sleeping compartment and Adie snuggled into me when we decided to go to bed. When I woke I knew we had made it the sleeping car was modern. I looked out and the countryside was sporting modern houses. A porter arrived with morning tea for us and I asked him the date. He looked at me cockeyed when I asked him the year as well. "It's October the 7th. Sir, 2015" I was over the moon. Adie looked at me as the porter departed. He had woken up and taken in his surroundings, realised that this was not what we had gone to sleep with and had heard the porter give me the date. "I know this will take some getting used to my love. Know that the reason I brought you with me is that I was afraid I might not be able to return to you so there was no choice. I will explain everything as we go along, but it will be easier if we wait until we are home." We changed trains and returned to the plantation, but in daylight we didn't transit time. Adie was in shock when he saw the house that he recognised, but not its run down state, or the jungle that was the plantation lands. Mum and dad were delighted to see me, having been expecting me for the summer. I introduced Adie. "Mum, Dad, this is going to take some believing so you had better sit down while I tell you." I recounted the story completely, leaving out nothing. I showed them all the silver dollars Adie and I had brought with us and took them with me as we went hunting the hidden room I had completed. It was there and there was a load more silver dollars in it. "If I can, I will go back in time every holiday from college to continue running the plantation. The money we make by selling the silver dollars will allow us to bring the old house back to its pre-civil war glory, and I will be able to add to it." They had to believe me because of the silver and Adie, who was patently sliding into a brain overload. We put him to bed with loads of soft words telling him how much I loved him and would look after him whatever world we were in. My parents were ordinary adults, time travel was not a concept easily absorbed so conversation for the remainder of the evening was stilted. "Dad, this is as hard for me as it is for you and mum, but you can see from Adie's appearance and the silver dollars that it has a good chance of being true. If I do this very often I will bring back other things as well. The library is stocked with leather bound first editions, all in pristine condition. We will be wealthy again and can bring the old house back to its previous glory. The fun thing will be that I will see it in its original state all the time so that I can have it repeated in the present. We can also start clearing a lot of the land so that we have wonderful landscaped gardens and maybe even some agricultural land. I don't think I'll bring any slaves back with me though. That might complicate matters more than a little." I laughed at my own comment and even dad managed a smile. I needed to return to college within the next few days so I had to organise things for Adie. The boy was going to be in shock I guessed and I needed him settled before I left. I would ask mum to start educating him, but both my parents worked so he would be by himself a great deal and that worried me. In the event he was amazing. He loved me so much that he accepted everything I told him at face value. He was fascinated by all the modern things in the house, particularly the TV. In my room were a lot of my boyhood things one of which was a globe. Showing him where we were and putting earth in its place for him was fun. Of course he had seen the stars and the brightest ones I pointed out to him were other planets in our solar system. Fortunately, mother found him to be as charming and delightful as I did and in consequence, when I went up to college I felt he would be safe in my parent's hands. Mum showed him how to skype me on her laptop so we talked every day with video link so that he could see me. I was amazed how well he was handling it. I noticed all of his new clothes which he showed off to me. He loved it, and so did I when he paraded for me in his new sexy underwear. I made the comment to him that night that did make me wonder if it was possible. "You look good enough to eat. Perhaps I should have you here with me and keep you locked in my room so that I can make love to you every night." He loved that idea but it really wasn't practical. Mum told me she had cut down her hours at work so that she could spend more time with Adie getting his education under way. The silver dollars were sold slowly at amazing prices so she was able to do that without any worries financially. Dad had contacted someone who guided his decisions and they were going to auction at different places all over the states. If I brought back books and silver every time I travelled we could become seriously comfortable financially over time.