Learning My Place
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing interracial sex between an unrelated young adult and a preteen boy. Some action could be considered light nonconsensual. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, if this story might be illegal in your area, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/eprolific.html#xavierl or at ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/XavierL/.

If you have ideas or fantasies you’d like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me.  Please do NOT send me pictures of underage children!!

Please email me with if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com.  Make sure to tell me which list(s) you would like to be included on (gay and/or str8/bi).  You may also follow me on Twitter: @XavierStories

I had been getting into a lot of trouble at school lately, so when it became summer Dad decided it was time to visit my grandfather and work on his orchard.  I normally wouldn’t have minded visiting Grandpa, but he tends to be pretty strict and this time it would be really bad since I was going there to “get straightened out.”  I had heard many stories about Dad’s life as a child and his drill sergeant father.  I was not looking forward to this.

When I got there I had a moment of relief when I discovered I wouldn’t be staying in the main house with Grandpa.  Apparently I was there to “work your chubby ass off” and learn my place which meant that I was going to be treated like any other of his help and he didn’t give a shit if I was only 11.  His words, not mine.  I met a tall black guy named Jacob who was going to show me the ropes.  He was working here to save up more money so he could go back to college.  He looked like he would be a lot of fun, but then I wasn’t so sure when he seemed only too happy to “show him how to be a man and how to follow directions whatever it takes.”

Jacob watched me unpack and then told me to get changed into work clothes.  We were sharing a bedroom, and I wasn’t used to that so I grabbed my stuff and was going to the bathroom to change.  “Where the fuck are you going?” he asked.

“To the bathroom.  To change.”

“Your fat ass can change clothes right here,” he said as he blocked the door.  “Hurry the fuck up!”  If he wasn’t so tall, he probably wouldn’t have scared me as much.  I quickly changed while he made fun of my tighty whities, and then we went outside to work.  Any time I stopped for more than a few seconds, he was barking at me to get my white ass moving.  I was so relieved when he finally said it was time to get cleaned up for dinner.

We headed back to the room, and I got my stuff to shower and followed Jacob.  Then came surprise #2.  The shower area was shared, too, like at Dad’s gym.  “Move it, Chubs!” Jacob said as he began undressing.  I was feeling very self-conscious and kept looking at him out of the corner of my eye.  He was not shy at all and stood facing me as his clothes came off.  He had a somewhat muscular body, but I really couldn’t help staring when his boxers came off.  His dick was the longest I had seen, even compared to some of the guys in Dad’s porno mags he doesn’t know I’ve looked at.  “You like that, huh?”

“What? NO! I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

He chuckled as he grabbed his balls and scratched them making his dick flop around.  “That’s why white chicks dig us black boys.  Once they’ve had a nice piece of meat like this, they gotta have more.”  We got under the shower heads, and I tried not to look at his dick but it was difficult, especially since it started to grow as he soaped it up.  He smiled at me as he continued to stroke his swelling dick.  I tore my gaze away when I saw him coming toward me.  I quickly turned around, but then I felt him up against me.  His dick was pressing against my lower back and butt.  “Feel how hard it is?” he said rubbing it against my wet skin.  I felt his hands on my chest.  “Just imagine how it would feel all up inside you, so big it hits every single spot that makes you crazy.” His hands went down to my belly.  They squeezed my chubby middle.  “Most girls can’t get much more than the first few inches in their mouth, but when I put it in their pussy. . .”  It was then that I noticed we had been moving forward as he talked.  My body was now pressed against the cool tiled wall.  “They just holler for more.” 

I was feeling really incredibly uncomfortable, and so all I could say was “Yeah?”

“So what you got between your legs Big Boy?” he said.  Just as I opened my mouth to speak, I felt his hand cupping my dick and balls.  I jumped a bit and felt his fingers stroking me.  My heart pounded in my chest as I could feel it tingling and swelling like when I looked at the pictures of men with their big dicks in the women.  “Put your hand back and feel mine.”  I shook my head.  His hand grabbed mine in a firm grip and yanked it back.  “You do what I fucking tell you to do, Chubs. You heard what your granddaddy told you.”  He put my hand on his hard cock and moved it up and down.  Then he stepped back and spun me around.  “Now grab it and do like I showed you.”

I watched as my trembling hand reached up and wrapped around the rock hard, dark meat, and I began to slowly stroke it.  He licked his lips as I did it.  After a bit he told me to follow him, and we walked back to the benches where we had undressed.  He sat down and ordered me to my knees.  Again I shook my head no.  He smiled and said “Get on your fucking knees, or I’ll put you there myself.”  I slowly sank to my knees between his spread legs.  “You know what to do,” he said.  I returned my hand to his cock.  I could now see his large balls, too.  I had never seen a black guy naked before today, and the hair between their legs was really different.  There wasn’t as much, and it was even curlier than a white dude’s.  He made me feel those while I continued stroking him as well. 

This only went on for a few minutes before he said we had to get dressed.  We got into clean clothes and then started to leave to join Grandpa for dinner.  As we got to the door, he shoved me against the wall.  He was behind me again, his hand closed around my neck.  I could feel his breath on my ear as he said “You don’t fucking tell a soul about what goes on here. You got that white boy?”  I nodded my head briskly. “I can’t fucking hear you, Cracker!”

“Yes!”

“Yes SIR,” he corrected me.  “I’m in fucking charge of your fat ass, and you will respect me.”

“Yessir!” I quickly stammered.

“Good boy,” he said and released me.

I was clearly nervous at dinner, and Grandpa seemed to enjoy that fact.  I wondered if he knew what was going on with Jacob.  As soon as we were finished with dinner, we returned to the bunkhouse.  Once in our room, Jacob stripped out of his clothes and flopped down on his bed.  “Take your clothes off and get your ass over here.”

“I don’t want to do that again,” I said.

“Did I fucking ask you what you wanted?”

“I’m . . . I’m not doing it,” I said feeling braver suddenly.  I didn’t know why.

Jacob practically flew off the bed.  He had me slammed against the wall before I could fully realize what was going on.  Panicked I quickly grabbed his cock and started stroking it.  “Boy, you DO need to learn your fucking place, don’t you?”  I nodded my head.  “Now, take your fucking clothes off bitch.”  I quickly removed everything but my underwear.  “Are you fucking retarded? ALL of them!”  I yanked those off as well.  He grabbed me by the shoulder and shoved me onto my bed.  “I was going to let you just give me a hand job, but since you couldn’t follow instructions, now you’re going to use your mouth.”

“I’m not putting that thing in my mouth!” I yelled.

He grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and said “It’s either going in your mouth or your fat ass.”  I stared at him in shock.  He pulled my hair a little harder, and I opened my mouth and started sucking.  “Thought that would be your choice.”  It didn’t taste bad like I expected.  At first there was a slight salty taste and then it was just his hardness I could feel.  After a bit he held his cock while he told me to lick around the tip.  I made a face as my tongue traveled all over the brown head before he pushed it back into my mouth.

I sucked his dick the best I could.  At times he pushed my head down filling my mouth with his hard-on.  Occasionally he would make a comment like “You like that big black dick don’t you?”  I never answered because I didn’t really enjoy it all, but I didn’t want to piss him off.  After a while of sucking, he started stroking his dick.  Then he made me do it while he told me to suck faster.  I went as fast as I could, but I was getting tired, too.  His hand started pushing my head any time I slowed down.  About when I felt like I couldn’t do it anymore, I heard him ask “Are you ready for some chocolate milk?”  and then my mouth was flooded with thick, salty fluid.  It ran out of my mouth as I coughed but because he held my head down I ended up swallowing some of it.  When he let go of me, I spat out what was left in my mouth and wiped my lips.  I could see white streams stuck to his cock and pooled at the base.  “That will do this time,” he said, and he got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.  By the time he returned I was in bed and pretending to be asleep.  He left me alone and got into his bed. 

The next day we were working again.  When it got hot, we stripped down and went skinny dipping in the creek.  I was enjoying that until he was on the bank, his big dick standing straight up, and he was motioning for me to get between his legs again.  Once again I was sucking his cock and this time his balls.  The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, although he seemed to get behind me and shove his hand down my shorts while he told me how hard I made him.  He also got into this apparent new position while we were in the showers, but I could feel his hard cock pressed between my ass cheeks which made it even more uncomfortable.

When we got back to our room after dinner something seemed . . . off.  He was smiling constantly, and I don’t think I have to tell you how much that worried me.  He handed me a drink and told me to chug it.  It tasted so disgusting!  “What is that?”

“Whiskey and Coke.  Here have another.”

“No thanks.”

The way his eyes looked when he handed me the cup back told me I didn’t really have a choice.  “Why do I have to drink this?” I asked handing the empty cup back to him and wiping my mouth.

“Need to get you loosened up.”  He handed me a third cup, and I noticed he was undressing as I drank.  My head started feeling weird, and I started laughing at everything and just being silly.  I even laughed as he pulled my clothes off.  I fell down onto my bed as he poured something onto his cock and rubbed it up and down.  He moved over me and kissed me on the lips before putting his tongue in my mouth.  I laughed as he kissed me like this.  It felt so silly!  “And now it’s time for me to get some white boy pussy,” he said.  He rolled me onto my stomach while I giggled.  I felt him pushing my legs apart with his knees.  He leaned over me, and then I knew what he had meant.  I was too fucked up to really do too much, but there was no mistaking the feeling of his cock pushing itself into my butthole!

I tried to push myself up so I could try to move away, but now I was so drunk I could barely move.  I felt completely powerless as his black dick continued slowly entering my ass.  It didn’t help me feel any better when I heard him say “Fuck that’s some tight pussy!”  I wanted to try and stop him, but there was absolutely nothing I could do.  

He kept pushing it in.  The whiskey had helped so it just felt uncomfortable.  I was grateful for it because I didn’t want to think how it would’ve felt without me being drunk first.  “You feel that anaconda slithering up your hole?”

“Unnnh” was all I could manage.  My head was swimming a bit, and all I could really focus on was the pole going up my butt!  He kept moving it forward, and soon the discomfort was joined by the weirdest sensation.  My groin was tingling, and my whole body felt almost like electricity was passing through it.  I bit the sheet as the weird feeling passed through me.  It almost felt like his dick was in my chest, and then I noticed he was moving it back and forth.  Every time it moved forward a wave would hit me again.  I moaned and hoped he didn’t hear.

“Told you you’d like it.  That big black dick hits all the right places, don’t it?”  He started moving it faster now.  

“Oh gawd!” I moaned as more dick entered me.

“That’s right Chubs! Holler for that cock!”  I felt him adjust himself somewhat.  Then both of his hands gripped my shoulders, and I felt him shove his cock into me.  Even the whiskey couldn’t keep that from my hurting, and I yelped.  He humped me with more of his cock, and then I felt him shove some more in.  “FUCK YES!” he said as I felt his body press against mine.  “Take that mother fuckin’ cock white bitch!”  

He started moving his hips back and forth, and then just as I got used to that, I noticed him pulling my shoulders back as he plunged it long meat into me over and over.  I was grunting as he fucked me harder.  Then he slowed down and stopped.  He moved his hips in small circles as he kissed and bit my shoulders.    I felt his knees moving, and then he had his arm going under my chest.  He started to sit back, and he pulled me along with him until he was sitting and I was in his lap.  I figured he had to be all the way inside me, and so I put my hand between my legs to verify.  I could feel his body beneath me and then just his balls.  As I rubbed his sac, he began pushing up with his legs driving his cock really deep inside me.

His hands rubbed me between my legs and then kneaded the chubby layer of my belly.  “I’m gonna work that fat right off you fucker.”  He pushed me forward, and I clumsily landed on my shoulders, my head pressed against the bed on one side.  My knees were bent and my ass was in the air.  I felt his fingers grip my hips as he began fucking me faster again.  He drove it into me so hard that I could hear our bodies slap together.  After a few moments he slowed down again.  I felt him pulling his cock back and thought he was probably finished, but then he rammed it back in making me yelp again.  He did this several times before leaning over me again.  His lips were next to my ear, and I heard him say “When I tell you ‘assume the position,’ this is how I want you. Got it?”  I nodded, and then he went back to fucking me fast and hard.

I was beginning to think this was going to go on forever, when he finally stopped and pulled out.  I was so exhausted I just started to slide my knees away so I could lay down, but then he grabbed my leg and yanked me.  He pulled me to the edge of the bed so that my legs were hanging over the edge, and then he was back inside me thrusting deep.  “I’m gonna get my big black dick in that pussy every chance I can get!”  He rammed it into my ass so hard I couldn’t even find the breath to moan.  I could feel the bed moving beneath us and could even hear it scraping against the floor as it moved closer to the wall.

I guess he noticed it too because soon after he stopped.  Once again he pulled out of me, and I saw him looking at the floor as I crawled back on the bed.  In an instant he was on the bed with me and flipping me onto my back.  He grabbed my legs and shoved them up into the air.  I felt like a baby getting their diaper changed.  He shoved my knees into my chest and then was back inside me.  He tongue kissed me as he rammed his long snake into me hard.  I could feel my ankles bouncing as he plowed my hole.  “You love that Nigger cock don’t you, boy?”  I moaned but that didn’t mean yes!  “You’re gonna learn to beg me for that cock in your fat ass,” he said and then began pounding me even harder.

After what seemed like hours, he suddenly stopped moving.  I looked at his face and saw it get all weird as he yelled “Fuck!” and then I could feel his big dick twitching in my bum.  He kissed me again as it continued twitching inside me.  I knew from sucking him off that his white stuff was now filling me up.  When he was done, he got up without a word, went into the bathroom, and then climbed into his own bed.  I was feeling a lot less drunk now, but I fell right asleep.

In the morning the roosters woke us both up.  I didn’t say a word and felt kind of angry every time I saw him looking at me and smiling.  I got dressed as quickly as I could.  Just as I was leaving the bedroom, I discovered I couldn’t open the door.  I looked up to see his hand on the door and then felt him against me.  “Where you off to so fast, Chubs?”  His voice was playful, and right away I could feel his hands undoing my shorts.  

“Don’t we have to go get breakfast?” I asked hopefully.  My underwear was down now, and I could feel his dick in my crack.  His hands moved to my soft cock and rubbed it.

“You saying you don’t want to play with your buddy Jacob?”

“I . . . I didn’t say that,” I replied nervously.

He turned me around.  I could feel his hard cock pressed against my torso.  “You need to give Mr. Happy a proper greeting,” he said pointing his head toward his groin.  I looked at and said hello.  “Not that way stupid.  Properly. With your mouth.”   He stepped back and I bent over and began sucking on his dick.  In a few minutes we could hear the bell clanging for breakfast.  He pulled it out of mouth.  “We’re going to have SUCH a fun day today!”

As we walked to get our meal, he suddenly pushed me against a tree.  “Now I don’t think I need to tell you that you better not say a word to your grandpa or anyone else about all this.”  I shook my head vigorously scared at the menace in his eyes.  “Good,” he said releasing me and motioning with his hand that I should continue walking.

We rode the horses out by the creek to continue working on the fence.  Nothing was said except for instructions.  Even during lunch he didn’t say much as we sat in the shade of a big oak tree.  After we had eaten and rested a bit, I saw him undoing his jeans.  I watched nervously as he shoved them and his boxers down.  “Get busy,” he said to me pointing at his swelling cock.  I moved over to him and began sucking on his cock.  His skin was salty from sweating, and it made things taste better.  As I blew him he pulled my shirt off.  After a bit of rubbing my back, he told me to pull my shorts and underwear down.  I did so reluctantly.  I kept sucking as his hand slowly rubbed my ass cheeks  “Can’t fucking wait to get back inside this tonight!” he said before slapping it.

My ass stung after a couple of more slaps, but I kept on sucking.  After that he lay back, his arms under his head, and grinned as I worked his cock with my mouth.  He had me give him a “slow blow” as he called it.  By the time he finally blew his thick white stuff, which he called cum, my jaws hurt.  He had shoved it in my throat a few times.  I think he wanted to get the whole thing in there, but there was no way that would fit in my small mouth.  And thank God because I don’t think I could breathe with that thing in there much further.

When we got back to our room, it was time to get cleaned up.  He stood in front of me as I took my shoes off.  “What?” I finally asked him when he was just standing there.  

“Take my clothes off.”

“Fuck you, I’m not your slave,” I said without thinking.  I realized what I had said about the same time as I was being hauled to my feet by my hair.

“No, you aren’t my fucking slave.  You are my cock-sucking mother fucking bitch, boy, and you will do what the fuck I say.”

“Yes!” I yelled as his fingers pulled my hair harder.  “Yes, SIR!”  I reached out and immediately began undoing his pants, the only thing I could reach.  

“Start with the shirt lard ass,” he said releasing me.  I removed his clothing as he had told me.  He sat on my bed as I took off his boots, socks, and rest of his clothes.  While I was on the floor, he stuck his foot in my face and told me to lick it.  I was going to tell him to fuck off, but then I remembered that look in his face.  I closed my eyes and licked his foot.  “Now suck on my big toe, fatty.”  I looked at him again, shut my eyes, and then began sucking on his toe.  “Open your eyes and look at me while you do it.”  I forced myself to do as he told me.

After a bit he stopped me.  “Get undressed and then go get our shower ready.”  I quickly removed my clothes and practically ran out of the room.  I turned on two of the showers.  I started showering before he got there.  “Did I tell you to fucking shower?”

I looked confused before answering “No. No sir.”

He walked over and turned off the other shower.  Then he was turning me around.  I stood still with his body pressed against mine as he lathered up my front.  Then he stepped away.  “Now wash my black ass.”  I took the soap he held out for me and carefully washed him.  “Now you’re learning your place, bitch boy.”  I had to towel him off before I could dry myself.  We got dressed and went to the house for dinner.

Grandpa asked how my training was coming along.  “Oh he’s doing fine, sir.  I’d say he’s learning pretty quick now that he knows who’s boss.”  
Grandpa chuckled.  “I knew you were the right man for the job.”  I wondered if Grandpa knew exactly the type of training I was getting though.  Would he still be chuckling?  I had no idea.

As we walked through the orchard back to our place, he stopped me and had me remove all my clothes.  I handed them to him, and he made me walk to our house nude.  I was so embarrassed and just sure someone would see me!  Once we were back in our room, I had to undress him again and put away his clothes.  When he motioned for me to come to his bed, I could see his dick was rock hard.  He pointed between his legs, and I crawled up between them and began sucking his balls before moving up to his cock.  I tried to blow him really hard and fast hoping that would keep me from having to get fucked, but I had barely started when I heard him say “Assume the position.”

I moved into the position from last night as he poured that stuff on his dick again.  “Don’t I get more whiskey?” I asked hopefully.

“Your fat ass needs to get used to my dick, Chubs.  I’m going to be fucking you more than once a day, and I can’t get you drunk every fucking time.  So tonight you’re taking it like a man.”  He got behind me, and I winced as he began entering me.  “In fact, you’re falling asleep with it up your cunt.”  Things had just went from bad to worse.