Nick strolled through the barn doors and headed toward the back where he kept his saddle. It was a beautiful day and he intended on taking advantage of it by riding his favorite horse around his property. At 6’4, 178lbs, he was a sight to behold. His head was bald (his choice) his face was clean shaved. He had beautiful white teeth, two full lips and his skin was a beautiful carmel color. He owned the farm that he grew up on. It was 9 beautiful, pristine acres that had once been a southern plantation. But, as the story goes, his great, great grandparents had been slaves on this very land. They had been lucky enough to have had an owner who didn’t believe in breaking up families. After the civil war, their children had grown up and earned a small income profit sharing. Eventually all the other freed slaves had left and the owner of the plantation had asked them to stay on and help run things. He had no wife and children of his own, and no living relatives to speak of.

Nick’s ancestors pretty much ran things and continued to raise their families there. Eventually the owner died and willed everything he had to them. Of course the people of the day had tried every trick they could think of to ‘get those colored folk off that land,’ but their efforts were in vain. The will was water tight and it withstood every challenge that was thrown at it. As the years rolled by Nick’s family had prospered and were now considered one of the wealthiest in the state of Kentucky. Or, at least, Nick was. He also had no living relatives. His parents had died two years ago within six months of each other and he was an only child. His mother had wanted grandchildren before she died but, she didn’t know that her only child was gay.

So, here he was; 25, single and living in a huge farm house alone, with the exception of his housekeeper Eliza, and his butler Ethan.

As Nick reached for the saddle he heard a slight rustling up in the hay loft. His hand stopped in mid-air and he paused to listen again. There should’ve been nobody in here today. He’d given all the hired hands the day off, to take advantage of the weather, and he knew that Eliza and Ethan were both in the house. Yet, there it was again. Somebody was moving around up there.

He crept cautiously toward the ladder leading up to the loft and proceeded upwards as quiet as possible. Again the rustling greeted his ears and then it stopped. As he reached the top of the ladder, he peered into the loft and saw a pair of dirty feet sticking out of a pile of hay and that’s when he heard the gentle snoring. Probably one of the towns many down and out he thought sadly. He climbed all the way into the loft and kneeled down at the pile of hay. Who ever it was had their face buried.

Reaching down, he slowly pulled the hay away from where he thought the person’s head should be and was totally amazed when he saw that it was just a young boy.

“Alright,” Nick said loudly. “Wake up kid!”

The kid bolted upright at the sound of Nick’s voice, and would have slammed his head into Nick’s if he hadn’t jumped back in surprise. “Don’t hurt me,” the kid pleaded. “I’ll leave and I promise I won’t come back!”

He scrambled to his knees (sending hay flying everywhere) and leaped to his feet. Standing before Nick was a young kid around seventeen with brilliant green eyes and dirty blond hair. His clothes were in rags and he was painfully thin. Nick guessed he hadn’t had a decent meal in a long time. Also, from the smell, emanating from him, he hadn’t showered in at least a week. He was pretty ripe!

His eyes darted around fearfully as if he expected more people to jump out at him “Slow down kid,” Nick said gently. “No one’s going to hurt you and you don’t have to leave...at least not until you tell me who you are and what you’re doing in my barn.”

The kid swallowed hard and licked his dry, cracked lips nervously. “I-I-I’m Jeremy,” he stammered.

“That’s good kid.” Nick said slowly. “Now we’re getting somewhere. I’m Nick.” “I-I really didn’t mean to trespass,” Jeremy continued. “It’s just that I was so tired and…and…”

Suddenly he burst into tears and sank down to his knees. He sobbed uncontrollably as Nicke gazed at him with pity. He sighed once and reached out to comfort Jeremy via a pat on the back. However, when he placed his hand on his back, Jeremy screamed in agony.

Nick pulled his hand away as if he were burned, then reached back out and gently lifted up his tattered jersey. My God, he thought to himself. Jeremy’s back was full of bruises and scratches. He reached down for his cell phone attached to his belt and pressed a button. Instantly Ethan’s voice came through. “Yes sir,” he said. “Ah, yeah Ethan,” Nick answered. “Bring the pick-up down to the barn. I’m going to need some help bringing something back to the house. Tell Eliza to make up the guest room next to my mine, and hurry.”

“Yes Sir,” Ethan answered. The phone went dead, Jeremy smiled weakly at Nick and then passed out.

Running. He was running blind with fear because someone was chasing him with a thick leather belt. He was scared shitless too. But, there was someone who needed him. Someone who was calling his name in terror. He had to turn back and help this person. But, if he did, then the bad person, the evil man who drank a lot would beat him some more with that damned belt! What was he going to do? That voice was crying out to him again to come and help him. Jeremy, Jeremy! Help me! Please Jeremy…help me!

“Jeremy! Jeremy wake up! You’re dreaming man! Come on Jeremy…it’s alright…just wake up!” Jeremy bolted up right and looked around in confusion. He shook his head to clear out the cobwebs and to shake off the rest of that horrible dream…no…nightmare that he just had. When his eyes cleared, he turned and saw that gorgeous black man…what was his name? Nick! Nick was sitting on the side of the bed. How did he get here? The last thing he remembered was escaping from his Father and then having this guy find him in his barn and…Oh Fuck, he thought to himself. His father.

“I-I gotta go,” he said quickly. He tried to move his legs to the side of the bed and winced in pain. “Easy Jeremy,” Nick said gently. “You’re in no condition to go anywhere. Besides you have no clothes.” Jeremy glanced under the covers and saw that he was (indeed) naked. Not only that, but somebody had bathed him and cleaned up all his scratches. But, he thought bitterly, that won’t make the bruises and pain go away. He sighed and laid back down.

“Now,” Nick continued. “Are you ready to tell me why I found you in my barn?”

Jeremy blinked once and tried to hold back the tears but they fell anyhow. He sobbed uncontrollably and didn’t object when Nick gently took him into his arms to console him. He wrapped his arms around Nick’s neck and his chest rose and fell as his body was racked with crying. Nick held onto him and wondered at the cruelty that this beautiful young boy had been through. The thought of anyone hurting him sent feelings of anger coursing through his body. The poor kid was beaten and bruised and painfully thin. He was dressed in rags but, yet, none of this could hide the fact that he was still a very sexy and desireable young man. Fuck! What the fuck was he thinking. The kid needed his help, not his cock! But, even still, he could not control the other feelings he was getting as he gently rocked the poor creature in his arms.

He stroked his beautiful blond hair gently and patted his back soothingly. He placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and murmured that everything was going to be alright. That nobody was going to hurt him anymore. Jeremy looked up at Nick with tear filled eyes and saw the sadness and pity on his face and in his eyes. But there was also something else in those big brown eyes too. Something he’d not seen coming from a grown-up in a long time. He recognized it though; it was love.

He sighed contently, then boldly, slowly he raised himself up a little and gently placed a kiss on Nick’s lips. “No Jeremy,” Nick whispered. “We can’t…I can’t…” “Shhh,” Jeremy whispered back. “It was what I was raised for. What I was taught to do. Up until now I’ve never really wanted to do it.” “I don’t understand,” Nick said thickly. “Who would make you…”

The rest of the sentence died as Jeremy once again placed a kiss on his lips. But this time his tongue darted out and he licked Nick’s big, juicy lips very sensuously. Nick’s mind screamed that this was wrong. This was not supposed to be happening. This kid didn’t land on his doorstep to be seduced. But he wasn’t doing the seducing…Jeremy was. He sighed deeply and shook briefly as he gave in to the kids seductiveness and his own desires. It had been a long time for him.

He parted his lips slightly and Jeremy slipped his tongue inside. Damn this fucking kid was good. But Nick was better! He briefly broke the kiss, leaned forward and covered Nick’s lips with his own which were, after all, much bigger! Jeremy moaned as his passion grew and he felt his lips being engulfed by the older, more experienced black man. He felt his teen cock grow to it’s full seven inches and slowly snaked one of his hands down to Nick’s lap. When he came in contact with the mound of flesh under the tight jeans, his mind reeled. This fucking guy was enormous! Not at all like those dirty old men he was forced to be with! He wondered if he could handle such a monster but quickly decided that for this man he would damn sure give it his best fucking shot!

He tried to pull Nick down on top of him but, because of his sitting position, it would have been most uncomfortable for him. But Nick knew just what to do. He stood up quickly, leaving Jeremy gasping for air and feeling suddenly very lonely, and started to take his clothes off. He lifted his T-shirt over his head to reveal a very broad chest that to the touch was as hard as granite. Two very large and dark nipples stood out on his chisled pecs. His biceps were at least 15 inches around and his forearms were nothing but corded muscles with led into two very large masculine hands.

Funny, Nick thought, his hands are so large, yet so gentle.

Next he kicked off his boots and took his socks off. Jeremy almost held his breath as Nick proceeded to unbutton his jeans and pull his fly down. What popped out of them would have made the most seasoned cock sucker run in fright! Jeremy found himself staring at a huge, beautiful black cock that was 10 inches in length. From the looks of it he would have to hold it in both of his hands.

As Jeremy stared at him, Nick’s cock bobbed gently up and down. “Are you sure Jeremy?” Nick asked softly. “I mean…are you really sure?” In answer Jeremy reached out and gently stroked the silky, black rod.

Nick hissed with pleasure as Jeremy slowly licked the bulbous crown and stuck the tip of his tongue into the piss slit.

Nick reached down and slowly pulled the covers back on the bed to reveal Jeremy’s thin, pale body. He just couldn’t do it, his mind screamed in protest. This poor kid needed his fucking help for Christ’s sakes! But his body betrayed his thoughts. Even though Jeremy was underfed and in bad need of sunlight, the fucking kid was still sexy to the seasoned eye. His green eyes shone brilliant and almost hid the pain that the kid had obviously experienced. Plus, while he was passed out, Ethan and Eliza had bathed him, washed his hair and had cleaned his cuts, scrapes and bruises. Eliza had even cleaned his finger and toe nails! The kid had woken just long enough to be spoon fed a bowl of broth but he probably didn’t remember it! Then Nick had given Eliza and Ethan the rest of the day off. Now he was alone with this beautiful kid and they were both naked and ready to…to what? Jeremy reminded him. He reached out again softly caressed Nick on his thigh. Nick gently moved Jeremy over and slid onto the bed next to him. He knew he had to be gentle with him. He’d had enough pain in his young life.

Jeremy sighed happily as Nick slowly brought them together. They lay on their sides facing each other and Nick had one leg draped over Jeremy’s so that both of Jeremy’s were between his. They kissed gently at first and caressed each other slowly. They explored each other’s bodies as they quietly and slowly ground their cocks together. Their mouths stayed glued together as they tasted each other’s juices.

For the first time in his life, young Jeremy felt safe, secure and loved as he was held in this strong black man’s embrace. His young seven inches strained up against Nicks rock hard ten inches. He moaned softly as Nick gently soothed his ass with his strong masculine hands and then brought them up to massage his tired and bruised back.

Nick had never before been this aroused in his life! This kid was unfucking real! Under normal circumstances he would shoved his monster cock up his ass by now but, this kid needed to know he was loved and Nick was doing his best to do that. He was, in fact, very restrained in his love making and he wasn’t sure how much longer he would be able to hold out. His fucking cock was already dripping precum by the bucket fulls!

Jeremy reached down and tried to trap both his hardon and Nick’s in one of his hands but he couldn’t do it. He did manage to find that Nick’s was already sticky and wet at the end. God! Just like his. He used some of the stickiness to rub into Nick’s head as they continued to slowly explore each other with their mouths, tongues and teeth.

Nick inhaled sharply as he felt Jeremy rub his own precum across the mushroom cap of his rod. “Jeremy,” he groaned. “I’m not sure I can hold out much longer…can you cum like this?” “I-I can if you help me,” he gasped.

This time Nick reached down and grasped both of their cocks with just one of his hands. He brought his other hand up to his mouth and coated his finger with saliva. Then he reached around and gently probed the outter ring of the young boys tight hole. Jeremy didn’t even tense at the intrusion as Nick slipped his finger past the tiny opening. He stopped midway and wiggled his finger around a bit as Jeremy moaned slightly and squirmed just a bit. Then he slid his finger all the way home and proceeded to massage Nick’s prostate, causing him to shiver and quake with excitement.

“Help you like this?” He smiled wickedly. He stroked both of their cocks together. His ten inch monster and Jeremy’s seven inch teenaged rod while, at the same time, finger fucking him with his monster digit. “Awww fuck,” Jeremy groaned feverishly. “God that f-feels fucking awesome!”

Nick covered his mouth once more with his own and proceeded to stroke them to full fucking climax.

They sucked on each other’s tongues and nibbled on the other’s lips and neck as Nick jereked them into oblivion and slid his finger in and out of Jeremy’s tight, hot hole. Jeremy felt his balls tighten and he winced slightly as the unexpected pleasure brought with it the slightest of pain that coursed through his back. But he didn’t fucking care! This gentle black giant was actually loving him and that’s all that mattered at the moment. As his balls tightened against the base of his cock, the cum churned and boiled inside of him and Jeremy cried out as it raced up his tube and blasted all over Nick’s hands to dribble down both of their cocks.

As Nick felt Jeremy’s hole tighten around his finger, and felt his juices running over his hand, he used Jeremy’s hot boy cum to finish himself off as well. As Jeremy’s hot, liquid love poured over his hand, he continued to stroke them both with his stickiness.

When Jeremy cried out, Nick covered his mouth with his own and snaked his tongue down Jeremy’s throat. It was at that moment that his own ten inch monster erupted with the full force of old faithful, shooting and spilling thick, ropey strands of pearly white cum everywhere! It ran down his hands and over their cocks and balls. Christ! It even ran down his wrist to form a puddle on the sheet between them. They both continued to explore each other and cum until at last they were both spent.

Nick’s chest rose and fell as Jeremy fairly collapsed in his arms. He drew him to himself completely and rolled them both over so that Nick was on his back and Jeremy was laying on top of him still trapped between his legs. Their cocks were still hard and leaking tiny amounts of cum…the remaining testament of what they had just shared.

Jeremy’s eyes fluttered open and he gazed up at Nick with wonder in his eyes. Nick’s eyes were closed and his breathing was starting to return to normal but, he still held Jeremy protectively in his arms and ran his fingers gently up and down his back.

Jeremy sighed, closed his eyes and buried his head in Nick’s neck. Then they both fell to sleep.