"Boys," yelled paw.
Concealing my amusement, I clattered down the stairs with Demetrius and Carlton just a few steps behind me. I was still terrified at my impending punishment, but I was both vengefully pleased and if truth be told a little turned on at the prospect of watching my _c_o_c_k_y pal Demtrius get his chocolately ass tanned (or whatever the appropriate term would be for marking up a soft, silky, black baby boy ass).
Paw was standing in the living room. We stood in front of him.
"Whazzup Mr. Brass?" said Demetrius playfully. But his playful tone gave way to a look of puzzlement as my paw coldly and rather menacingly glared at him.
"Demetrius," said Paw. "Am I your buddy?"
"Nossuh," said Demetrius a trifle sullenly.
"I can't hear you boy. Am I some bosom buddy of yours from grade school?"
"NOSSUH."
"Then, you will respect me as an adult. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I guess," mumbled sullenly.
I could have told Demetrius that that was the wrong response. Paw's hand shot out and grabbed one of Demetrius's delicate little black ears, and he began viciously twisting it. My little golden brown ears turn crimson when Paw tortures them, but Demetrius's dark black ears did not show the effect of the twisting until much later when they would be noticeably blacker, a soft dark yummy chocolately black.
"Ouch," yelped Demetrius. "Let go of me, man."
"Man?" said Paw with feigned astonishment. "Whom could you be talking to? I don't see none of your buddies here. Do you see any of Demetrius's buddies here, Carlton?"
"Nossuh," said Carlton a trifle timorously. He was enjoying Demetrius be tortured, but he was also a little nervous. He hadn't been expecting Paw to be tormenting a neigbor's boy. If Paw could torment a neighbor's boy, what would stop him from punishing his little nephew?
"Let go of me mother_f_u_c_k_a," yelled Demetrius mutinously. "Who the _f_u_c_k_ do you think you are touching me? I'll sue you for child abuse. I'll call Child Protection Services. My maw will have you in prison. Let go of me you sonafabtich."
At this unexpected onslaught of abuse, Paw let go of Demetrius's ear and with great intensity whapped the boy across his face. More out of astonishment than the force of the blow, Demetrius fell backward on his ass. And he was so shocked that I swear his little deliciously black face turned slightly pale. He was so shocked in fact that the sassiest little guy I have ever known did not dare say another word.
In slow measured tones as if talking to an idiot, Paw said. "Boy. You will never. Do you hear me? NEVER, talk to no grown man that way. If you should ever dare to raise your voice again to a grown man like me, I will twist your balls so hard that you'll belong to the other _s_e_x_, nomesain? What's wrong with you boy? I asked you a question, didn't I?"
"Yessuh," yelled Demetrius, his voice quavering slightly, his eyes beginning to well up with tears. He was beginning to realize that he was in deep _s_h_i_t_.
I was amused with Paw referring to changing Demetrius's _s_e_x_. That threat was bound to be particularly irksome to Demetrius because as I've said before, there was a strong rumor that Demetrius's paw had a thing for he-shes. But also it kinda turned me on because unlike Paw, I had seen Demetrius's soft little gonads; indeed I had cupped them in my golden brown palm, and nuzzled them with my little boy nose before curiously licking the root of his thing, lapping away at the cheesy smegma, greedily savoring the yummy white goo that came out of his _c_o_c_k_. The thought of Paw twisting those little balls was a turn on. Who said that we young people aren't willing to learn from adults?
"You may get away with _s_h_i_t_ with your Maw. But boy I'm no woman. Do you think I'm a woman, boy?"
"Nossuh," cried Demetrius fervently as though he had discovered religion.
"Right you are boy. And you'll really appreciate that when you feel the force of my hand on your behind boy. NOMESAIN?"
"Yessuh."
"Boy by the time I have finished with you, you will never forget to tell your Maw about notes from school; you will never talk to an adult all sassy; and by god, you will never sit down completely comfortable again. Because today boy I am going to introduce your ass to a whupping like you have never seen before."
At this point, I unwisely could not resist grinning with glee. Paw must have had eyes in the side of his head because as far as I could see, his eyes were steadily locked with Demetrius's. Without pausing in his harangue at Demetrius, he shot out one horny hand and painfully clouted me on the head.
"Don't be grinning boy? You be getting yours. I have more than enough to go around and seconds too."
I have a hearty appetite, nomesain? I always have place for more soul food, for more pig's feet, for more of grandma's spicey boudain (she be from Louisana, Paw's ma that is), for more peach cobbler. But sheeyit, I didn't want no part of Paw's seconds. Nossuh, I could do without Paw's seconds, let me tell you.