Chapter 96: The motified
"Please stay away from me!" Thomas the young black man who had approached him.
"I've done nothing wrong." Hasani added still a little flummoxed by Thomas's cold shoulder.
"If you're not here to work away from me, you're literally the most disgusting person I've ever came across in my whole entire life. Merri was disgusting for being with the white man but you definitely took the trophy away from her." Thomas was quick to click his tongue and he sorted the hay.
Hasani felt embarrassed but nonetheless shrugged his shoulders. "Your insults do not phase me."
"Will a beating do the trick?"
"Why are you so violent and bitter?" Hasani questioned, a little addled by the situation.
Thomas rolled his eyes at him. "Out of my sight. The sight of you revolts my whole body. I will never forgive you for what you did."
"What I did?"
Looking around Hasani noted it was just them and the horses. Walking towards Thomas he backed him against the wooden barn wall; one hand gripping his neck the other stroking Thomas private area. Defenseless, Thomas could only gulp as Hasani continued to put his hands inside his worn out slacks. Gripping Thomas already hard manhood. They both let out a shaky sigh as they stared at each other. Hasani being an inch taller, Thomas was intimidated and did not know if he liked it or if he was disgusted. It did not take long before he was oozing with pre-cum, Hasani used it to gentle rub the head of Thomas penis softly so much so that Thomas could not contain the groan from pleasure in his throat. They stared at each other with rage and confusion. They had both never experienced any of this but it felt good. As Thomas was still vulnerable, Hasani took the opportunity to lay his lips on Thomas. Gently taking back the uncircumcised foreskin back, he stroked Thomas back and forth. They bit on each other's lips hungrily. Thomas even continued to reach for Hasani's hard shaft. After a little while Thomas came abruptly in the comfort of Hasani's arms. It was the best feeling in world to climax with your lips on theirs. Not long after Thomas felt regretful, zipping up his pants even with the uncomfortable slimy mess he had made.
He was confused. Nonetheless Hasani smirked and bit on his lower lip before walking away. This would be the second incident of their intimate moments. There was a thrill in all of it, Thomas would never accept such he told himself. He had not been with a woman in so long it caused him to seek pleasure in the wrong places. He felt ashamed of his actions.
Mortified, standing at the slightly open barn doors. Austin quickly walked away, utterly just as confused. Hasani and Thomas heard the abrupt noise and footsteps. They were afraid. Hasani was quick to run and see who it was. Thomas ran behind Hasani. Just at the mere backside of his extravagant trench coat, leather boots and jet black hair.
They knew they had every reason to be afraid. Every reason to fear for their lives. Every reason to receive punishment and be shamed amongst everyone on the plantation. Thomas was so upset he pushed Hasani over; this ended up in a huge affray. Hasani did not hold back as he gave Thomas back a few hits. They both blamed each other. They both did not want to like what they did. Self disgust was the feeling. It scared the both of them how easily they could get carried away. What they had called a friendship was turning to flames... they both felt regretful and their conscience would not settle down knowing the master knows.
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