Virgin Ebony
by Xavier L

This is a reader-requested fictional story containing sex between an unrelated adult and a preteen boy.  This story contains interracial sex and occurs during a time when slavery was considered normal.  Since this involves sex between a slave owner and a slave, it could be considered nonconsensual.  At the same time, there is no “forced” sex in this story outside of the owner/slave relationship.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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A friend of mine has been down on his luck lately and has found himself, no doubt because of his liberal gambling practices, in dire financial consequence.  Being in such a situation, he had decided to begin reclaiming his misfortune by selling some of his slaves.  I pride myself on being a good friend, and so having no need of new help I still agreed to attend his sale. I arrived slightly early so that I could peruse the offerings for the best choices.  As I meandered through the gallery, I spotted a young lad that made me stop in my tracks. I have owned many slaves and have been with a few boys in my days, but this one almost took my breath away.  He was nude as is the tradition when selling a slave.  It was a humid morning, and so his body was glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.  He was toned from his physical labor, and he had a glorious ass.  The S curve of his back gave way to two heavenly mounds.  He had pouty lips and delicious thighs.  His dick and balls were equally tempting.

I summoned him to the fence and tore my eyes away from him briefly in hopes of distracting the growing flesh between my legs.  He came over obediently, and I had him open his mouth.  I used the excuse of examining his teeth to get to touch him.  His smooth, damp flesh sent shivers through me.  I placed my hand on his shoulder as I summoned the slave in charge of arranging sales.  His shoulder fit nicely in the palm of my hand.  My fingers noted the softness of his skin, and I almost swooned with desire.  My friend caught sight of my apparent interest and came over.  “Oh, I see you spotted Samuel.  A fine specimen.  He comes from hardy stock.  His father died from an unfortunate accident and his mother was sold a few years ago.”

We haggled about price, although my friend went easy on the bargaining feeling I was essentially doing him a favor.  After all, young hardy slaves also ate more of their share.  I guided Samuel to my carriage.  He prepared to climb up to join the driver, but I instead told him he would ride with me.  I climbed in and then helped him enter.  I had him sit near me.  The ride was torture.  I shocked him by draping my arm across his shoulders and pulling him close to me.  I wanted to bend him over and plunge my sword into his virgin ass so desperately!  “Things are different at my estate, Samuel.  If you are good to me, I am good to you.  My slaves are happier than anywhere else.”  He was silent for the journey, though.

When we pulled up, I got out and helped him down.  I ordered one of the house slaves to draw him a bath and to bring him some food.  We sat in my study.  He was silent, and my eyes devoured him.  “Do you speak, boy?” I asked suddenly.

“Yes, massa.”

I smiled.  “Good.  And here you can call me Sir Henry.”

“Yes, m. . . Sir Henry.”

Food arrived, and I could feel his hunger even across the room.  “Please, eat.  I know you’re hungry.”

He eyed me nervously only for a second and then set to eating.  He finished his plate eagerly.  She had given him extra food knowing that  other owners weren’t as generous as I was.  When he was done, we moved to my bedroom.  “You will be trained to be my valet, Samuel.  Do you know what that is?”  When he shook his head no, I explained that he would be my personal servant.  Well, I explained the traditional parts.  The rest he would learn soon enough.

He eyed me nervously as I removed my jacket and shirt.  “It is time for your bath.  I will bathe you to give you an idea.”  I guided him to the bathroom adjusting my erection in my pants.  He climbed into the tub and the hot water.  I began by washing his back and chest.  The thrill of touching his slick skin was almost too much to bear.  I carefully eyed his wrinkled sac and noticed no pubes.  I assumed the records were correct that he was about 10 or 11 years old.  I had him stand up as I washed his backside.  Oh how I longed to probe his hole!  He sat down again in the water, and I washed each of his legs, making sure to move the washcloth dangerously close to his privates. 

When all of him but his crotch had been washed, I had him spread his legs.  I gently moved the cloth between his thighs.  I began sweating from my own heat.  As I softly rubbed his balls and dick, he jumped a bit.  “It’s okay, Samuel.  You’ll be just fine.  You’re very special to me.”  His tension remained, but I continued.  When I realized he would indeed do as he was told and was expected, I released the cloth and used my fingers to examine his goods.  His flesh began to stiffen, and he looked even more nervous.  “It’s okay.  That’s what’s supposed to happen, boy.”  He looked at me, and I smiled wide in reassurance.

As I continued stroking his growing dick, I felt drawn to his lips.  I surprised him by kissing him gently on the lips, and then there was some natural resistance when my tongue pushed past them and entered his mouth.  I gripped his cock more firmly as we kissed, and he finally succumbed to his body’s lust and kissed me back.  Finally I pulled back and told him to stand up.  He was reluctant but did as his years as a slave have trained him to do.  When he stood before me in all his glory, I praised him on his large dick (for a boy his age).  And then I took it into my mouth.  He gasped when I pulled the foreskin down and flicked my tongue against the raw flesh of his cock, his hands clinging to my head for balance.

I pleasured him greatly with my tongue and mouth for several moments.  When I stopped briefly, I looked into his dark eyes and said “I am the only one who gets to do this with you.  Only I can touch you here.  Only my lips get to taste yours.”  He nodded, and I again devoured his young flesh.  His body shivered with my ministrations.  I massaged his rounded ass cheeks as I sucked feverishly on his cock.  Soon he was moving his hips back and forth reflexively, and I increased the pace of my sucking.  Several moments later I was rewarded by the fruits of most likely his first orgasm.  There was only a slight amount, but the salty flavor that accompanied his boy meat’s twitching told me had cum.  I drained him and then released his flesh.

While he remained standing, I took up a towel.  “Did you enjoy that, Samuel?”  His face became slightly darker, and I could tell he blushed.  “Be honest.”

“Y. . . yes, Sir John.”

“Good!” I replied truthfully.  “We will do that often.  But what we do together is between you and me.  You are not to discuss it with anyone else.”  He nodded his head as I dried him off.

We moved to my bed.  I sat down and had him take my boots off.  I then stood up and told him to undress me.  With slightly shaking his hands, he undid my britches and slid them down exposing the sight of my hard cock.  His eyes fixed on it as he continued undressing me.  He carefully removed my undergarments and stood nervously in front of my naked body.  I smiled and said “You know what to do, Samuel.”

He looked at my hard cock, opened his mouth slowly and took the tip of my dick into his mouth.  I put my hand on the back of his head and guided him deeper.  After the initial shock of it, and a couple of scratches with his teeth and my subsequent correction of his technique, he began to suck more earnestly.  I chose this moment to fully enjoy this and stopped him.  I moved onto my bed, sat with my back against the headboard and spread my legs wide.  I instructed him to move between my legs and suck on my sac.  As he did this, he became more interested it seemed, and when he was sucking on them passionately, I praised him and told him to once again place my rod into his mouth.

As he got into a nice rhythm, I began guiding his head so that more of my manliness was inside his mouth.  “Good boy,” I praised.  “Keep doing it until all of me is inside you.” I watched my ivory tower disappear into the void of his mouth, the darkness of his skin appearing as if my hard flesh was entering the night sky.  “Oh yes Samuel!  You want it so badly!  Suck my cock like it is your first meal in days, boy!”  I now had both my hands on his curly hair as I thrust his head down and my hips upward.  I ignored the sounds of his gagging as I penetrated the confines of his throat.  My feet slid along the blanket as I bent my knees.  I felt his arms wrap me as he began driving himself further.

He sucked me into a frenzy, my hips pumping faster and faster.  I heard my voice yell out “Mother of God!” as he brought me closer to the edge and finally cast me over it.  My orgasm exploded into his mouth.  He coughed and tried to pull back his head, but I held it still.  I felt some of my seed sliding along the shaft of my dick but also felt his throat muscles working as he swallowed.  When the flood finally slowed, I released his head.  I could feel the cooler air of the room on my cock as it came out of his mouth.  “Clean it up with your tongue,” I instructed him as I spotted him look down at the creamy white fluid.  He licked the liquid that had escaped his mouth.  When he sat up, I could tell by his expression that wasn’t a flavor he was used to particularly enjoyed.  I handed him a glass of water, which he drank completely making me chuckle.  “It wasn’t THAT bad!” I said.

He smiled a bit which made me tingle.  “Now that’s a beautiful sight!” I said.  I reached up, took hold of him by his shoulders and pulled him to me.  My lips found his, and my tongue once again explored his mouth.  After kissing for a bit, I flipped him onto his back.  I hefted up his legs and pressed my groin against his butt and leaned down and kissed him again.  He was compliant and kissed me back.  I could feel a burning building within me again.  I released his legs and moved backward a bit so I could suck on his nipples.  He writhed as I did so.  I kissed my way down to his cock and closely examined it.  Now I could see just a few hairs above his dick and on his sac, but they were hard to see with his skin being so dark.

I sucked on his thighs before lifting his legs up and pushing them back toward his chest.  I had him hold onto his legs, and then I spread apart his butt cheeks.  He watched me curiously obviously not knowing what to expect.  I smiled at him and lowered my mouth to the brown cleft.  I pushed my tongue out against the black entrance to his virgin hole and began licking it.  He moaned and his ass moved up against my face more.  I began probing his hole more firmly with my tongue.  I heard him whimpering and loved how his body quivered.

I moved away and let him relax.  I got the bottle of mineral oil I had in my bathroom and returned to the bed.  I had him turn over onto his stomach.  I once again leaned between his perfect cheeks and worked the dark, wrinkled hole.  His ass gradually rose, and I finally yanked him up by the hips so his knees were beneath him and continued working his sweet ass.  My dick was rock hard again.  I moved away from his ass, and pressed my dick into his crack and slid it back and forth.  He obediently remained still.

I picked up the bottle, put some of the slick liquid on my finger, and then gently inserted the tip of my finger into his ass.  His moaning encouraged me, but his butt was so damn tight it was almost painful as I pushed more of my finger in.  Knowing this was going to be much slower than I had considered, I moved to my side and began kissing him while simultaneously fingering his ass.  He appeared to be enjoying this, and so I continued loosening his hole.  After quite some time, it was less constricted, and so I began maneuvering another finger into the tight cavity.  When that eventually was more comfortable, I wondered if I could get my cock in his hole, but I doubted it.  

I glanced around and saw some candle tapers with a rounded bottom.  I grabbed one, put it against my groin and marked the length of my dick with my fingernail.  I spread oil on the candle and slowly guided it into his ass.  I slid it back and forth in his rear.  Once it was in halfway, I carefully turned him onto his side.  While continuing to move the candle, I took his dick into my mouth.  He gasped, and I heard his nails digging into the blanket.  His body continued to quiver, and his hand grabbed at my hair.

I released him and pulled him further down the bed, leaving the white taper sticking out of his ass.  I checked, and it was almost inserted all the way to the mark.  It wasn’t as wide as me, but at least I knew he could handle the length.  I stretched out alongside his young body and shoved my crotch into his face.  I felt his head moving to adjust and soon my cock was sliding back into his hot mouth.  

We sucked each other while I got more of the candle into his ass.  Once it was in to the point where I couldn’t feel the mark anymore, I pulled away from him.  I moved him onto his stomach.  I slowly withdrew the candle and tossed it onto the floor.  I put the liquid onto my cock and placed some between his thighs.  I so badly wanted to enter him, but I didn’t feel that was reasonable right now.  This would have to do.  I stretched out over him and slid my cock between his legs and began fucking his thighs.  Feeling his ass press against me was like a drug.

When I was close to climax, I pulled out and turned him back over.  I straddled his chest.  As my cock plunged toward his lips, his mouth opened, and I entered him.  I urgently fucked his face until my load was rushing down his throat.  I let him milk me, and then I lay on my side next to him.  I rubbed my hand in his thighs to get some of the oil off his skin.  Returning to kissing him, I stroked his dick.  After several moments I had an idea, and so I stopped and got on my back.  I put some mineral oil between my own legs and moved him on top of me.  I crossed my legs and flexed my thighs as he began humping my legs.  I felt his lips surround a nipple and felt him sucking it as he eagerly worked his cock between my legs.

I rubbed his silky back and ass and managed to slide a finger back into his hole.  It went in more smoothly, and I fingered him as his pace increased.  He didn’t last very long before I felt him freeze and his dick twitch.  He lay his head on my chest and panted while he came.  After his orgasm began to subside, I reached down and got some of his seed on my finger.  I looked at my finger and saw the clear gel.  I held it to his mouth, and when he resisted, I pushed my finger past his lips.  He licked my finger clean, and I returned it to my legs finding only another glob which he again removed my from finger with his tongue.  Then I had him move up, and we kissed less feverishly.

After several moments, I felt sleep coming.  I could tell he was affected as well, so we both surrendered to its grip.  When I awoke he had moved onto his back.  I gazed at his beautiful dark body.  I got up and got dressed.  Grabbing another candle, I went downstairs.  My gardener was preparing to go into town, so I handed him the candle and showed him the girth I wanted.  I had him get a few as well as some clothes for Samuel.

When he returned, I brought the items up to the room along with some lunch.  He was laying in bed awake and got up as soon as I walked into the room.  When he saw my load, he immediately ran over to help me.  “That’s a good lad,” I said.  I had him eat while I put out his clothes, and then I watched him get dressed.  He was going to work with Patrick, essentially my butler, to learn some of the dining etiquette he would need.  While he was with Patrick, I used the smaller taper to mark the wider ones.  I placed one in my room and then took another to my study along with another vial of mineral oil.

After dinner, I retired to my study for some brandy and to allow Samuel time to eat.  When he was done, he came to my study as ordered.  I had him lock the door.  He did so and walked over to the settee where I lay.  I reached over and undid his pants and helped him out of them.  I had him move onto the couch between my legs.  We kissed, and I fingered his ass.  Taking a break, I grabbed the candle I had prepared and introduced it into his ass.  I covered his mouth with mine as he moaned to muffle the sound.  I worked his ass gingerly.  We were getting closer!

After a bit of this, I removed the candle and had him get his clothes back on.  We headed to my room.  He undressed me and brought me the chamber pot.  I relieved myself.  When he returned he asked “Is there anything else, Sir?”

“No, it’s time for bed.”

He stood and looked unsure.  “Where do I sleep, Sir John?”

“Get out of your clothes,” I said.  When he had stripped and placed his clothes where I indicated, I answered him: “You sleep with me, Samuel.”  He climbed in.  I pulled him to me and kissed him chastely.  “I hope you’ll like it here.”

“I do, massa.  I do, Sir John,” he said correcting himself.  I felt his hand on my member.

“We’re going to give it a bit of a rest now, Samuel,” I said, placing my hand on his.  “You will have plenty of my dick.  Trust me.”  And then I turned down the wick on the lamp until it was extinguished.

When I awoke, I shook him awake.  He got up and brought me the pot again.  When he returned, I was slowly stroking my cock.  “Time to get inside your mouth again,” I said, and I leaned back as I watched his black hair moving down to take me into his lips.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the work of his hot mouth as he sucked on  my dick.  He did a good job and swallowed my juice without me guiding him.  He helped me dress afterward, and I instructed him to get dressed and come down after me.  He stood by as I ate breakfast, and then I excused him to eat while I went into my study and did some work.

When he came in, I motioned for him to once again lock the door.  He did so and quickly removed all his clothes.  I smiled at this.  He was coming along VERY nicely.  He rapidly strode over to me.  I pulled the candle out of my drawer and had him bend over me.  His torso was in my lap, and I enjoyed stroking his silky dark brown skin before once again inserting the taper into his ass.  It took longer than last night, but I was able to eventually get it inserted to the mark I had made.  I left in for a while allowing him to fully adjust.  After slowing removing it, I had him stand up.  I turned the chair, and he moved between my legs.  I took his chin in my hands and guided his face toward mine, and we kissed heatedly.

After a while I had him get dressed again and return to Patrick for further education.  We repeated this procedure after lunch, and when it happened faster, I said “You will be my dessert tonight.”  He smiled broadly melting me.

Dinner and the rest of the day was difficult to endure.  After eating I had a hot bath prepared.  He washed me as I had him yesterday.  When his hand found my hard dick, we kissed as he slowly stroked me.  I stood up and allowed him to languidly suck my hard flesh for a few moments.  Then it was time to dry me off.  I had him wash up quickly as I waited for him in bed.  When he finished he came and lay with me.  He sucked on my dick a few moments while my hands explored his youthful body.

Several moments later I had him lay on his back. I picked up one of his feet and sucked on his big toe and then kissed up his leg until I was at his groin.  I sucked on his sac and then his cock for a few moments before continuing my journey up his body until my tongue was passionately moving inside his mouth.  Then I stopped and handed him the bottle.  “Put some of this on my cock,” I said.

He oiled my dick well, and then I had him roll onto his stomach.  I took some of the slick liquid and slid my finger into his hole to lubricate it well.  I moved over his body.  “I have wanted to fuck you since the moment I first saw you,” I said.  And then I guided my dick into the tight entrance of his ass.  As soon as the mushroom-shaped tip of my rod pushed past the puckered gateway, I could feel pure ecstasy whisk through my body.  I supported my weight on my outstretched hand while my other hand held onto my cock to continue guiding it.  His hole was so tight that it was almost pushing my meat out.

“Dear God!” I uttered as more of my hard, throbbing flesh crept inside the young slave’s ass.  I just wanted to plunge my pulsating sword deep into him, to feel my body colliding into his, but that would have to wait for another opportunity.  Even with our relaxation sessions, he was still too tight to fuck him the way I so desperately desired currently.

I continued the slow, methodical process of feeding my hungry viper into the slowly stretching maw of his dark flesh.  When it was about halfway inside, I was able to release my dick and transfer my weight to both arms.  Gratefully I began slowly moving my hips back and forth finally able to minimally hump his ass.  Finally the opening relaxed a bit more, and I could fit more comfortably.  I entered him further.  His head snapped up, his eyes closed and mouth open.  My head shot forward, and I began kissing him. His face turned more toward me, and our tongues began intertwining. 

As our passions rose, I pushed more of my desperate flesh into him and began making longer passes of moving my cock back and forth in the crevice that swept me to heaven.  I felt his ass lift beneath me, and I fed him more.  I was dangerously close to climax, though.  I wanted every piece of my maleness inside him when I came, but at this point I realized it would not be tonight.  So I continued humping him as my climax steadily rose.

I heard Samuel moaning softly, and I sucked on his soft, sweat-kissed neck.  I moved to his shoulder and gently bit him which made him moan even louder.  With my teeth still gripping his smooth skin, I sucked with my lips as the rhythm of our fucking increased.  As the intensity of my thrusting increased, I slid into his reluctant cavity more deeply.  My pace picked up once again.  I released my grip on his shoulder and panted as he brought me closer to the moment.  I entered him a little more, and then it was over.  My nectar exploded into his ass in great rushes as my dick twitched almost painfully.

When my body finally broke free of the paralysis caused by my orgasm, I rolled us both onto our side.  I reached around and grabbed his hard flesh and began stroking him.  Within a few strokes, his dick went into spasms as he experienced his own orgasm.  As he did so, his ass muscles clenched down on my member eliciting more twitches.

Eventually my cock shrunk enough that I could feel the cool air of the bedroom on its sensitive skin.  I held Samuel against me and drifted off to sleep eager for the following day’s activities and hoping that he his incredible ass would finally admit my entire length.