With a demonstration

“Does my champ want to learn about the bees and the bees again?” I asked with a smirk.

“N-no!” Timmy exclaimed. “I just thought maybe- NYAH!”

My son cried out as I increased my stroking on his cock. Harder, more intense.

“It’s okay to be curious son. Most white bois are. You see, the truth is, when a white boi gets to a certain age, they learn their true place in the hierarchy of life. And that’s below the black man. Specifically on their back. One day, you too will get fucked by a hung black stud, just like your sister right now.”

“R-really?” Timmy asked.

“White bois simply can’t satisfy their women. Only someone bigger can do that. If you want to practice, I could take you to your room and show you how white bois can please each other when they fail at satisfying women.”

“That sounds cool! Let’s try it!” Timmy agreed eagerly.

“Alright, go there and take off your clothes. Wait for your old man on all fours, ass facing the door. I’ll be there soon.” I told him.

I grinned as I fled to my room and retrieved the bottle of lube I used when Rose pegged me. I then slowed my pace, wanting my son to savor the anticipation of me coming back.