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Chapter 2 by Yelawolf Yelawolf

What are you Sissy or black stud

Sissy(Dad)

Of course I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed the way my sons had grown into strapping young men, towering five or six inches taller than me, their broad black shoulders packed with muscles. I would even have to admit to noticing how eighteen year old Keenan and twenty year old Antoine made me feel less of a man in other departments too. Even if I didn't try to look, I could tell from a quick glance that their pants showed the outline of a thick, long piece of meat that put mine totally to shame, but of course I had occasionally caught a glimpse of my offspring's fully developed packages at the urinal in the bathroom or in the locker room at the gym and they almost made my eyes pop. My little dick was less than four inches fully hard and barely wider than my thumb, but each of my muscular black sons had an ebony manhood over twice the length of mine even when soft and almost as wide as my wrist.

How had I ended up so dwarfed by my sons' masculinity in every sense? Well, I guess it's just genetics. I was a little white guy and they were blessed with all the gifts of black manhood. Yes, Antoine and Keenan weren't my sons in the traditional biological sense. Me and my wife had discovered years ago that I was infertile and that we could never have kids of our own, so we decided to adopt.

We thought it would be generous to take these two young black boys from an orphanage in a tough neighbourhood and give them a new start in our comfortably well off middle class suburb, give them all the chances that white kids normally get. And, with all the economic advantages of a white kid and all the obvious physical superiority of a black one, our two sons had done very well for themselves. Antoine was studying law at an elite East Coast college and Keenan had just graduated top of his class in high school. More than that, though, there was the thing that I couldn't help noticing, the fact that a skinny, unmanly man like me had raised two black adonises, two paragons of the beautiful male form, one of whom I was about to discover with his massive black dick out and

And what?

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