Special thanks to the Literotica member for editing assistance and excellent creative input. Thanks to the efforts of Richar, new colors have appeared in this story. Without this disinterested aid, Farmer's story would not have appeared here today.
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Part 02. Trip to the ocean.
In the evening, Farmer looked at his shabby notebook for a long time. He reviewed many photographs until his attention focused on the two named Joseph, which were now lying on the table. In the first picture, a young black man between 24-27 years old was photographed near the door of an electronics store. Tall, muscular, with the rough features of a boxer, his image stared into the camera lens with his eyes reflecting determination and severity. In the second picture, the man stood near a football field shirtless and in sports shorts which were unable to hide the size of his exceptional manhood. His phallus was bulging the shorts like a thick water hose and at the base of this long hose the fabric was desperately trying to resist the weight of the stallion's luxurious scrotum. The male's black chest was glossy with sweat, and the stomach and deep folds at the waist indicated that this young man clearly had toned and trained his body for not just sports.
Ail pondered both photographs for a few more minutes, and then making a decision, he returned them to his notebook. He recalled how he had accidentally met this youngman, a bricklayer, when his garage wall had needed a small repair. The bricklayer, Joseph turned out to be a good crafstman, and for some additional money gladly did some other tasks, which was fine with Ail.
Very early in their relationship, Ail learned that Joseph had an 18-year-old brother, that his father had left the family and disappeared, and that his mother had died two years previously. All important information that Ail thought would be useful in the future, but for now the most important status of the black young man was that he had, in a very short time become one of the shepherds in Ail's herd.
Observing Joseph in many situations Ail realized that Joseph was unable to hide his excitement when white women attracted his attention. On the other hand, with young white girls, he remained absolutely indifferent. Inevitabley, Joseph's eyes lit up when he met a mature woman and it didn't matter where and under what circumstances it happened. It could be a housewife shopping in a store or a pretty married clerk in a cafe, or even a respectable, elegant lady getting out of an expensive car.
As soon Farmer realized which type of woman aroused Joseph he knew he found a superb shepherd. The women had only to be respectable and mature and the call of his ancestors' blood was awakened in this black, virile, young male. Without compunction, Joseph would destroy all their taboos and their snow-white integrity and honor leaving them to wallow in the dirt of their own depravity. Without hesitation or remorse, this ancestor of yesterday's slaves would leave his potent semen in the repository of their marital infidelity. Joseph himself did not seem to have thought about the reasons for his attitude toward some white women. He obeyed his instincts and trusted his own inner voice. And he gave himself up to vivid experiences, when suddenly his heart began to tremble at the sight of a woman with whom he could accidentally meet his eyes. Then his eyes slid over her white shoulders, the smell of perfume intoxicated his mind, her white breasts swayed under her bra, a desire was born to tear the fabric and expose this white ass, his lips dried out from the desire to see a black cock between her buttocks ...
That is why Joseph accepted the Farmer's offer to become one of his shepherds without hesitation. That first evening they talked long and in great detail in the backyard. The conversation for both men was vivid, frank and enlightening. In the end, the black man accepted not only all the rules Farmer laid out but accepted him as his owner as well.
The conditions Farmer explained were at the same time simple and tempting. The owner had a large number of white mares that needed to be indoctrinated into the herd. Then they needed to be trained as a breed mare and finally inseminated by a select black stallion. The process was long and gradual and required patience and discipline, and the owner did not have enough black stallions to indoctrinate and train the mares let alone inseminate them in a timely manner. Farmer made it clear that the black stallion did not own the herd and in fact was one of a number of stallions owned by Farmer, but the black stallion would be busy helping bring the new white mares to their breeding. On his part, Joseph understood that the effort would require prudence in the effort and obedience to his owner, but there would be success and both would benefit. That evening, Joseph consented to Farmer's plan and became his property, his black stallion while Farmer became his owner and both found each other.
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Joseph answered the phone call after the fourth ring.
- "Hi, Joseph. I decided to call you and find out about your plans for the weekend, " - Farmer's voice was energetic and confident.
- "How are you, sir."- Joseph had long awaited such a call. - "Tomorrow, my brother and some cute girls he knows are planning some fun in Central Park, but I don't know what I'll be doing on Sunday. In any case, my plans can be changed if you need me to. "
- "Great. Change your plans for this weekend and probably next weekend as well. I think my favorite stallion has been idle for far too long now and I may havefound another mare that could possibly join my herd. I want to get your opinion on her and what ideas you may have regarding her indoctrination and training. So what do you think? " - Farmer smiled to himself as he took a small sip of his coffee imagining Joseph's excitement. He was not disappointed by the reply.
