The Colors of August, Chapter 5

Chapter 5


“What happened with Stevey?” Uncle Charlie asks.


We are gathered in the living room.  Chuck is next to me.  Across from him is Uncle Charlie and Aunt Loribeth.   Mary Flannery and Carol Millwood are sitting next to Uncle Charlie’s big television box.   June Bug is there right next to me.  It’s none of us that are getting attention.  It’s Sissy, Stevey’s older sister that is in the middle of the room.  She’s dressed in her uniform.


“What’s all this about?” Aunt Loribeth asks before Sissy can answer.


Sissy is staring at the rug.  It’s clear something was said to Uncle Charlie.  It’s clear Sissy went to him.  I look over at Chuck.  He is damn near glaring at Sissy, something evil.  I wonder if she feels it.  I wonder if that’s why she isn’t talking.


“Sissy has a story she wants to tell about Stevey being wronged,” Charlie says.


“Wronged by who?” June Bug asks, “Hope nothing happened to Stevey.  The kid does a great job in the gardens.”


I loved June Bug but even he sounds so ignorant at this point.  It was as though Stevey’s entire value to June Bug was how well he worked on the gardens.  Regardless of why he was upset, I can see that June Bug crosses his arms seeming somewhat troubled by all of this.


Then there is Carol.   Ms.  Millwood has gone mute.  She doesn’t even talk.  She just sits there and watches it all.


“Sissy, speak up now girl.  We don’t got all day,”  Charlie Crawford states, “You had a complaint.  Speak on it.”


Sissy’s voice isn’t much higher than a faint whisper, “Sir, I was hoping we could speak in private.”


“Ain’t no privacy in this house.  Speak girl.”


I’d seen Sissy in her own environment.  She didn’t come off anywhere near as shy and timid.   I could tell she was uncomfortable.  I knew why.  I turn and see Chuck staring at her.   Uncle Charlie is smoking his pipe in the house.   A long trail of smoke comes out of the pipe to Aunt Loribeth’s dismay.  I can see her face twist up when he blows it in her face.   Maybe it was the smoke that was causing it or maybe it was Sissy appearing in front of the family with her complaint.


Sissy doesn’t say anything.


Chuck smiles.  Seeing him smile the way that he is smiling right now sends shivers up my spine.  I wish Sissy would have gone to the cops instead of coming here to Uncle Charlie’s.  I hated the idea of Chuck getting away with what he did.


“Ok this was pointless,” Aunt Loribeth states, “Sissy, if you aren’t going to talk, maybe you can put yourself to work.  I need you to take a trip into town and get some lemons for my key lime pie…”


“They violated him!”  I speak out.


Everyone turns to me.   The entire family turns to me.

“What’s that?”  Uncle Charlie asks.


I look over at Chuck, “Chuck and his friends violated Stevey when he said he didn’t know anything about those boys raping Carol.  They put things…they put things up his ass.”


“That is an entirely inappropriate thing to say in front of ladies,” Aunt Loribeth states.


“And it’s a goddam lie!”  Chuck roars.


“Is it true Sissy?” Uncle Charlie asks.




Aunt Loribeth immediately looks at Sissy as though she had three heads, “Don’t you lie on my son!”


“I’m not lying ma’am,” Sissy states, “If you don’t believe me, you got to believe August.  That’s what happened.  They took it out on my brother what happened to Ms.  Carol.”


“No one’s believing these damn lies,” Loribeth states.


I watch how she huddles over to Chuck’s side.  To say that she was protective of her son was an understatement.  It pisses me off she was so blind to just how disgusting of a person Chuck was.  It reminded me just how Stevey was blind to Chuck.   I didn’t get it.  The guy didn’t have an innocent face.  He didn’t even have a nice demeanor.  He wasn’t handsome or well behaved like June Bug.  The guy has a twisted up face that you just wanted to punch, but people always clamored to protect him.


June Bug interrupts at that moment out of nowhere, “There was blood in the tool shed when I went to go talk to Stevey this morning…”


“That’s because they violated him,” I assure Uncle Charlie.


“I ought to beat your ass,” Chuck states getting up and taking a few steps towards me.


His fists are up. He is ready to take me out right here in this goddam thing.  It causes the girls in the living room to make a big fuss.  There is something else that happens though when June Bug runs across the living room to hold his brother back.  That thing that happens is Uncle Charlie himself getting up. Uncle Charlie standing up makes Chuck stop dead in his path towards me.


“Sit down boy,” Uncle Charlie states, “And don’t you move.”


Chuck listens to his father.  There is this level of respect that snaps him back into reality.  I can still see the hatred all over his face.


“Yes sir.”


“You don’t believe these lies, do you Charlie,” Aunt Loribeth states, “Those people… they lie.  They can’t help it, you know?  That’s how they were raised.  It’s in their blood, I tell you.  That’s what they do.  Two years ago remember Sissy cleaned my room and mother’s necklace went missing.”


“I don’t steal ma’am,” Sissy states, “And I don’t lie.”


Sissy is calm.  The girl is a goddam saint not to go off on Aunt Loribeth.


“Your mama lied,” Aunt Loribeth spits venom.


That’s when I see Sissy almost lose her control, “Please don’t…ever…talk about my mama like that,” she states before quickly adding, “Ma’am.”


“See how she speaks to me?  She got a mouth on her!”


“SHUT UP!”  Uncle Charlie rages before turning to everyone else in the room, “Now.  Everyone shut the hell up.   Sissy, I need you to go get Stevey?”




“Call a Dr.  Quincy from out of town to take a look a look at him and make sure he’s OK.  He can take a look at Stevey in the guest room.”


Sissy nods, “Yes sir.”


Sissy leaves the room.  I’m not sure how to feel about this.  I feel good knowing that Stevey was going to get looked at by a professional but I also didn’t want Stevey in this house with Chuck.   Looking at Chuck though I don’t think he would go against his father so openly.


“Charles.  Dr. Quincy doesn’t treat colored folks,” Aunt Loribeth interrupts.


“He did once before,” Uncle Charlie states.


Aunt Loribeth gives him a weird suspicious look, “That was a special…circumstance…”


I don’t know what circumstance they were talking about but it was really odd.


“Well, we’ll make this circumstance happen again.  If he ever wants my money again, he’ll treat another one,”  Uncle Charlie demands.


“I can’t believe you going to believe that nigger bitch over your own son,” Aunt Loribeth responds.


For someone who was so classy and well-spoken, Aunt Loribeth seemed to have completely lost her cool.  Her giant cheeks were the color of blood as she spits her obscenities so loud that the rest of the Help can probably hear her.


“Everyone, leave me alone with Chuck,” Uncle Charlie states.


We all start leaving.


But Uncle Charlie stops me, “Except you August.  You stay here.”


I stop in my tracks.  I feel June Bug give me a tap on my shoulder as the others leave.  From the other room, I can hear Aunt Loribeth going off about one thing or another.  She wasn’t going to let this go.  I don’t think Chuck was going to really let this go either.  It was clear where Chuck had gotten his demeanor from.   Aunt Loribeth seemed like this kind lady when I was up North but the more I got to know her the more I saw how much of a nasty woman she was.


Things get quiet in the room.  Uncle Charlie is smoking his large pipe.  He’s staring at Chuck.  He isn’t saying anything but we can all feel this huge tension in the room.


“I didn’t mean to hurt him,” Chuck states, “You got to believe me.  Things just got out of hand.”


Uncle Charlie ignores his son and turns to me, “Did Stevey tell anyone about this?”


I remember Beau and his other friends.  I couldn’t tell Uncle Charlie about this without breaking my promise to Stevey.


“No, sir.  Just his sister.”


“Good,” Uncle Charlie responds.


“No disrespect sir,” I state, “But would anyone care about a bunch of white boys beating up a black boy.”


“Not if that’s all it was,” Uncle Charlie states, “That’s not all there is to the story, is there Chuck?”


“Pops?” Chuck asks.


“You are obsessed with that boy,” Uncle Charlie states, “I see how you look at him.  Putting things up his ass.  What kind of pervert are you, boy?  Huh?  What kind of pervert does that to another man?”


Chuck turns away.  His face is red with embarrassment.  It has to be worse because I’m still here.  Maybe that’s why Uncle Charlie asked me to stay.  He wanted to embarrass Chuck.  I watch Chuck sit there looking so uneasy.  Tears are forming in the corners of his eyes but he’s holding them back.


“It’s not like that sir,”  Chuck states.


“You going to cry?” Uncle Charlie asks, “Goddamit, August, look at this sissy?  His mother has babied him to the point of no return.  What if someone talks about you and your pervert friends?  What if someone talks about how obsessed you are with this boy.  I bet your little prick got hard violating that boy, didn’t it Chuck?  I bet you creamed all over yourself to that nigger boy?”


“I didn’t sir.”


“Don’t you fucking lie to me boy!”


Uncle Charlie flicks his pipe at Chuck, getting ash all over him.   Chuck almost catches fire trying to brush it off as quickly as possible.


All of a sudden I felt uncomfortable, “I should leave.”


“No.  You stay.  Was it sexual, August?”  Uncle Charlie asks, “What they were doing to Stevey? Was it sexual in nature?”


I stop.  I look over at Chuck.  He can’t hold back anymore.  Tears were falling down his face.  Real tears. If it was anyone else I’d feel bad for them.  Uncle Charlie may have been calm.  He may not be this screaming banshee-like Aunt Loribeth, but he was no defender of rights.  Right now I understand what this was all about.  He was angrier about Chuck’s sexuality then what Chuck really did to Stevey.


I’m not going to defend Chuck though, “Yes.  They were pleasing themselves.”


“Not me.  I didn’t pull my dick out,” Chuck.


Uncle Charlie is getting angrier at the second, “I saw you before.  Came home late one night.  Stevey’s tools were still out.  I knew it was rare for him.  He always put his tools up.  So I go to the tool shed.  And there you are.   You have him tied up in ropes.  At first I think it’s some sort of punishment.   I’m confused when I see it.  But I notice he’s naked and my son is turned on.  Your pink dick is hard as you stare at his charred up asshole.  You start spanking him.  Slowly.  You keep telling him he’s yours.  What did you mean by that Chuck?   Huh, what the hell did you mean by that?”


Chuck is in full blown tears now.


“Nothing sir,” Chuck states.


“Bullshit.  You meant something by it.  Because a few seconds later I watched you put your mouth to the area that boy shits.  What kind of Crawford are you—to let a nigger disrespect you like that?”


There is silence.  Fuck.  This was…serious.  It was more serious than I knew.


I wanted to leave so bad at this point.  I was looking at the door wishing I could take all of this back.


“It only happened once.  I swear,” Chuck states.


It’s a goddam lie and we all knew it.  It wasn’t even a believable lie.


“And then you bring your friends to violate him afterward?  Stick things up his ass.  You wish it was you sticking your prick up his ass, don’t you?”


“This was all about Carol,” Chuck defends himself.


“Then why didn’t you kill him?” Uncle Charlie asks.




“You should have killed Stevey,” Uncle Charlie states, “I rather you have killed him then keep him alive so that he has power over you.  What if tells someone about you?  What if he tells someone that you are some abomination and that you let him sit on your goddam face?  You LET some colored boy put his asshole on your lips.  I rather you have killed him.”

My heart is beating faster.  Uncle Charlie was embarrassed.  He was scared the truth about Stevey would come out.


“Stevey won’t talk,” I interrupt, “He won’t say anything like that about Chuck.”


I know I’m putting myself on a limb by saying this.  I know it would probably look suspicious.  I don’t care.  I don’t like the look in Uncle Charlie’s eyes.  I don’t like the way he’s talking.


“He better not,” Uncle Charlie states, “Millwood is going to come get his daughter this weekend.  Stevey is going to come back to work.  Everything is going to get back to normal and we’ll forget all this shit ever happened before you further embarrass me.  Is that clear, Chuck?”


Chuck doesn’t hesitate.


“Yes, sir.”


“And Chuck, before you leave…”


“Yes, sir?”


“If you ever touch that boy again, I’m going to do what you couldn’t do, I’m going to kill him,” Uncle Charlie states before suspiciously adding, “And that goes for any Crawford.”


My mouth gets dry when he adds the second part.


Did he suspect something?


Did he suspect something with me?




Whatever respect that I had for Uncle Charlie, I had lost it.  I thought he had come to help but he was even worse than Aunt Loribeth.  He was a cruel man.   I make my way to the front room when I see Sissy.   She’s walking Dr. Quincy out of the house.   I watch from the staircase the entire time that she walks him out.


“Is he OK?” I ask Sissy.


She nods, “He’ll be OK.  Thank you.  I didn’t expect any of this to happen.”


“You couldn’t have known,” I say to Sissy.


Sissy nods, “I should have protected him.  I should have protected my brother.”


Sissy was taking this hard.  I feel bad for her.  She was a good woman.  I see her standing there wiping her hands on her maid’s cloth.


“Your brother is thankful to have a sister like you,” I tell her.


Sissy shakes her head, “Not everything is how it seems in the South.  Is it different in the North?  Is it better?”


I sigh, “It’s different.  I don’t want to say better.  Everyone has their struggles.”


“He’d like to see the North,” Sissy explains, “He stays around me because he feels like he has to.  This town…this family…it’s cursed though.  I wish he’d get away from here.  I wish someone would take Stevey up to the North.  Save him.  You know what I mean?”


Sissy looks at me when she says it.  The look in her eyes is so strong.


“Yeah, I know what you mean.”


“Something is coming.  A reckoning.  I want him to be far away from here when it does,” Sissy states.


“What are you talking about?”


The way that Sissy talks freaks me out.  It’s as though she knows something that she isn’t really sharing with me.   What the hell did she mean by a reckoning?  What the hell was Sissy talking about?

“I have some money saved up,” Sissy tells me out of nowhere, “Take him.  Get out of here.  Please.  I’ll give it all to you.”


“I’m not going to take your money.”


Sissy gets flushed at that moment, “Damn it.  I thought…I thought you two had some sort of, you know…bond.”


She’s being careful with her words.  I can tell.


“You mean am I attracted to your brother?”


Sissy sighs, “I don’t mean to offend Mr. Crawford.  I just always knew my brother was different.  I was hoping there were other…different…people there for him.”


“You’re right.”


“I am?”


I look at Sissy and lean into her to whisper, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him since the day that I met him.”


Saying this out loud to a straight woman is more than I ever imagined I would ever say.   I watch as she smiles at that moment.  For some reason, I felt open to discussing this with her.  For some reason, I felt OK with letting her know this.


“I understand.  More than you know,” she states.


“You do?”


“Here’s a key to his room,” she states, “He’d like to see you.  I know he would.”


“I can’t…”




I look around, “Crawford.  He’s acting really weird.”


“Your name is Crawford too, ain’t it?” she states, “Didn’t think you’d be scared of your own Uncle.”


She had a point.   I saw how Chuck was so afraid of his father.  I didn’t want to be like that.   It’s clear from Sissy that Stevey needed someone.  I planned on being that person that Stevey needed.  I reach my hand over to her.


“Give me the key.”




It’s late that night when I have the balls to go to Stevey’s room.  The room is one of the guest rooms in the Crawford mansion.  The moonlight drifts into the room.  It makes Stevey look like the most beautiful man in the world when he’s lying there silently.  He wakes up when he hears the door open and when I walk in his eyes adjust to the darkness.


“August?” he asks.


“Yeah, it’s me,” I state, “Is it OK that I am here?”


“Yeah.  It is…”


I walk over to him.  I walk over to the bed.  I sit on the edge of the bed.  I’m so shy but I can’t stop looking at him in the darkness.


“I just came to make sure you were OK,” I state.


“How you going to make sure I’m OK from all the way over there?” he asks me.


My heart is beating fast.  I climb up on the bed.   I am shy about it.   I’m so shy.  The awkwardness of it all just gets underneath my skin.


I get closer.


“I’d love to hold you.”


“That’s not what you want…” he states.




“I know what you want.  Sissy told me what you did.  She told me how you defended me against your family,” he states, “At first I was so afraid to believe Chuck would do what he did, but I believe you now.”


I come even closer.  Damn Stevey was beautiful..


“Your sister wants me to take care of you.”


She wanted me to take him away.  Truthfully I don’t think I would want anything more than that.


He smiles at the idea, “I bet you do…”


That’s when he starts kissing me.  We start kissing hard.  So hard.  Our tongues interlock with one another.   Our tongues rush up against one another.  I climb on top of him and my dick gets hard almost immediately.  I start to grind on him, rubbing my dick up against his inner thighs.  I want him to feel the girth of it.  I want him to feel how heavy it is.  I want him to know that I was going to fuck him all night long if he let me.  I wanted to make love to him.


I bring my hand around and brush the side of his face as I continue to kiss him.  Our mouths feel so good.


Then all of a sudden, he pushes me off.




I get off of him.


I’m confused, “What is it?”


That’s when I notice his face is pale.  His dark, vibrant skin almost looks sickly.


“Just…feeling bad.  It must be the stress of everything that’s been going on lately.  The doctor gave me some medicine though.  I should take it and lay down,” he states.


Damn it.  Having blue balls was an understatement at this moment.  I definitely wanted to make love to Stevey but he didn’t look good.  I had to admit that.  Something was definitely off about him.  I watch as he leans over and takes his medicine.


“I’ll lay with you until you go to sleep,” I state.


“I’d like that.”


I do just that laying with Stevey until he goes to sleep.  I wrap my arms around him.  In the darkness I let him be so vulnerable to me, but it’s me who is really becoming vulnerable to him.  I’m falling for this boy.  I was falling for him fast and hard.


And I couldn’t see the ground below.


I get up off the bed after he falls asleep and makes my way into the hallway.  I close the door behind me.  I’m slow.  I’m steady.




I stop and turn at that moment when I see him.  Chuck.


He’s standing up against the wall.


“How long have you been standing there?”


“Long enough,” he states.


It’s awkward, to say the least having him there.  Just earlier today my cousin was about to fight me.  I knew and he knew it.  Seeing him now just made me feel so awkward.


“He couldn’t sleep…he…”


“He’s sick?” Chuck asks.


I nod, “Yeah.”


Chuck has this worried look, “You need to go back in that room.  You need to throw away that medicine before he takes anymore.”


I’m confused.




Chuck shakes his head, “Are you that much of a fucking idiot, August?  Listen to what I’m telling you…”


“Don’t speak to me like that,” I state, “I have no respect for you.  It’s clear I’m not the only one either after seeing how your father speaks to you.”


“My father?” Chuck laughs, “He’s the one to talk.  He may know my secrets, but I know his as well.”


“His secrets?”


Chuck smiles at the thought, “Dr. Quincy.  He treated one black person before.  Figured that he’d give Stevey the same treatment.  Like mother, like son?”


“Dr. Quincy treated Stevey’s mother?”


Chuck nods, “I may like to stick my dick where it doesn’t belong, but so does my father.   He acts so holier than thou.  You wonder my mother really hates blacks so much?  It’s because her husband was in love with one of them.   He fucked Stevey’s mother every goddam day in this house.  Everyone knew about it.”


Holy shit.


I remember all the spitefulness that Aunt Loribeth had.   It was definitely personal.


“Does Stevey know?”


“Yeah.  What he doesn’t know though is that his mother got pregnant.  What he doesn’t know is that when she told my dad, she expected my dad to run away with her.  Start a family up North.  My dad couldn’t possibly do that.  Having a baby with the help would have ruined his reputation.  So he decided to shut her up permanently.”


I’m shocked.


“He killed her?”


“Well, he got Dr. Quincy to do it.  Giving her medicine.  She got sick at first and slowly she died.  They said it was from stress.  After my father’s speech today I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s the same medicine that Dr. Quincy gave to Stevey.”

  • Brandon Cruz

    I’m first again John, sorry 😉

    • John Warren

      I had no chance today Brandon. I was at a doctor’s appt. The new chapters usually hit around 3pm PDT and I’m usually online. But you must be just sitting hitting that refresh button or something. You’re always first to comment. I was just in shock yesterday when I read through and no Brandon yet.

  • Brandon Cruz

    Ok I’m pretty sure after this chapter Chuck isn’t the main bad guy. His dad is fucking crazy. So he was fucking Stevey’s mom, got her pregnant, she wanted to start a family, he didn’t, so he got a doctor to kill her. Now he is doing the same thing to Stevey. This story just took a turn and he knew about Chuck is obsession on Stevey. That boy is obsessed.

    For the people who don’t like August, please tell me why. I get that he is white boy trying to be the knight in shining armor and he doesn’t get what life people like Stevey has to deal with, but hey he is trying to help. I love him with Stevey.

    • Lee namefree

      I don’t get why Charlie just didn’t pay the doctor to give Stevey’s mom something to abort the baby. Abortions won’t be legal for another 5 years, but that doesn’t mean doctor’s didn’t conduct illegal abortions. Charlie could have paid just about anyone to perform it. Maybe Charlie wanted their mother out of the way, so that he can begin seducing Sissy?

      • John Warren

        why do an illegal abortion when you can clearly just get away with fucking murder!

  • Shoutout to the folks in Philadelphia, Sonoma, Chicago, Maitland, Orlando, Phoenix, Sandy Springs ( i think this is me lol) and West Palm Beach already reading at this very moment. I’ll do this randomly. Hopefully I catch it a day when there are a lot of people reading at the same time.

    • also you guys go check out my post in the forum about handmaidens tales. If you have not seen this show you NEEEEEEEEEEEEED to watch it.

      • Lee namefree

        It’s on my To Be Watched list.

        • John Warren

          Lee, If you can, block out time and do a marathon of the show. We did that, breaking it up into 3 sessions. Really a great show. It’s slavery of a different/bizarre kind.

      • John Warren

        Ditto, that show is awesome. So weird seeing her in this role vs. watching Mad Men. Elizabeth Moss is really an excellent actress. And damnit, I was at a doctor’s appointment or I would have been on line. Hope all is well with you.

    • New York and Miami are now on that list as well.

    • Talia

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  • Lee namefree

    Chuck! You nasty, kinky bastard! I hate that I’m turned on!! Damn I love a good spanking! Apparently, so does Stevey. I knew there was some kind of S&M kinkiness going on between Chuck & Stevey! Or is it deeper than even that. Stevey tells August that he belongs to Chuck. Likewise uncle Charlie overhears Chuck telling Stevey he owns him. Are Chuck & Stevey roll-playing master & slave, or has Stevey actually become Chuck’s sexual slave? Sissy may want August to take Stevey up north, but will Chuck let him go? This can be a very addictive lifestyle. Will Stevey want to go?

    I was waiting to read that Uncle Charlie was either Sissy or Stevey’s parent. Ole Charlie had me fooled with his quick decision to call the the doctor. For a moment, I thought he was actually concerned about Stevey’s welfare, and that concern was due to his secret paternity. But now I’m wondering why Sissy wanted to talk to Charlie privately, and just what did she think he’d do? Was she assuming that he would reprimand Chuck, or keep him from abusing Stevey again? Charlie did those things, but why did Sissy feel that she could appeal to Charlie? I’m wondering if ole’ Uncle Charlie has replaced Stevey’s mama with Sissy in his bed?

    • Brandon Cruz

      I was also thinking that the uncle was going to be their dad or something. I wouldn’t be shocked if he was screwing Sissy.

      • John Warren

        Now there is a juicy angle. If he was going after momma, daughter isn’t so far fetched. But wouldn’t the children be (god forgive me) “High Yellow”? I so loath that term. My friend told me what it meant when we use to watch Noah’s Ark together. I really hate that term, but if unc is Stevey’s dad, wouldn’t he be most likely lighter skin toned? Or did I just show my ignorance again?

        • Lee namefree

          I’m high yellow myself. I remember this bothering me more as a child, mostly because I only ever heard it in the black community, and it’s connotations there. High yellow, speaks more about prejudice within the African American community, and how we view our experiences of discrimination based on the complexion of our skin. But it also is a reminder of why our genetic DNA has been permanently altered. Simply put, we don’t look like we did when we came from Africa. Nowadays it’s mostly just a way of describing light skinned blacks.

          There really is no guarantee that children from a biracial relationship will be light skinned. I recently discovered via that I’m actually biracial. Which is odd since both my parents are black. My mom we discovered was 60/40 white/black. My dad 65/35 black/white. The resulting combination of Lee: 53/47 black/white. Yet my brother’s results were 75/25 black/white. I am high yellow. My brother is deep brown.

          If Charlie is Stevey or Sissy’s father, facial features would be a better indicator than skin complexion.

    • John Warren

      ok, I made the master/slave comment above before reading your comments here…so yeah i guess that could be possible. Still seems odd to me given how black people were viewed.

  • JJ

    I always figured the old man knew what Chuck was up to with Stevey. Never would have guessed that he had his own jungle fever thing going on with Stevey’s mother. I don’t know why females always thinks that a man will leave their wife for them when they get pregnant. Most of the time that never happens.

    At least Chuck has the decency to put aside his jealousy of August to inform him of his dad’s plot to kill Stevey. A small redemption in my book. I still can’t figure out why he allowed his friends to violate Stevey; although his dad seemed to have inferred that Chuck’s friends are gay like him.

    I hope August does take Stevey and Sissy up north.

    • Lee namefree

      I actually think Chuck was telling the truth when he says he got carried away and didn’t mean for Stevey to get hurt. I think Chuck gets off on the power and privilege dynamic of his relationship with Stevey.

      Chuck and Stevey both seem turned on by spanking and bondage. I think Chuck had a rape fantasy going on in his head, but like most fantasies, it didn’t stand up to the reality that his friends didn’t care if they hurt Stevey. They weren’t planning to slowly and lovingly fuck him with a rake handle before eating his ass out! Or maybe they were and August interrupted that shit. What is beginning to niggle at my mind is that Stevey was completely unconcerned about Chuck and his friends. I wonder if it was the 1st time Chuck and his friends have amused themselves with Stevey?

      I think if old Charlie had found Chuck fucking a tied up and naked Stevey, he wouldn’t had much of a problem, if any, with the way in which Chuck chose to “punish” the gardener. Buck breaking was a pretty common punishment during slavery. But Chuck putting his tongue up Stevey’s ass is a different type of “master/slave” relationship. Charlie probably figured the only way he could keep Chuck away from Stevey is to kill off Stevey.

      • John Warren

        Lee I’m just not sure I’m in agreement. I can’t work out going after Stevey at all. Chuck allegedly cares, maybe even loves Stevey. There is no doubt in my mind that he couldn’t have at a minimum anticipated how things would turn out by getting his friends together, more likely knew how exactly things would play out. Maybe didn’t set out thinking, “Okay, today my buddies and I are going to take a rake and rape Stevey”. But they were definitely not just wanting to have a friendly little chat over a beer.

        But, the one thing whereby I might be in agreement was how chuckie was reacting when August found them/Stevey. Chuckster really seemed to be emotional about the events and claiming how it could have all been avoided if Stevey had just cooperated. Now, where i turn around and go against this very statement….if he knows Stevey beyond a quick fuck, but really knows Stevey and his character, he knew before they went after him that Stevey would not roll on his friends, especially if he didn’t believe they raped Carol.

        Do you really think Stevey was turned on by this rape/bondage action… just seems way to close to master/slave to me.

        • Lee namefree

          I really think Stevey & Chuck are role playing. Or at least one of them is. Chuck tied Stevey up, spanked his ass hard, and then ate him out. And Stevey came back to work the next day. Chuck tells Stevey he owns him. Stevey doesn’t believe Chuck loves him, but feels owned by him. Yes, it’s 1967, and they’re in the deep south, but Stevey has options. He doesn’t have to feel owned by anyone.

          Stevey was completely unconcerned that Chuck had invited over his friends to interrogate him. Why? It’s not the climate for a black man to be unconcerned about something like that. Moreover, Stevey is both a little defensive and almost resentful of August’s interference. He laughs at August’s attempt to rescue him. Why?

          Charlie is right. He’s asking the same questions I asked last chapter. If Chuck and his boys were going to go so far as to rape Stevey, why didn’t they just kill him. For that matter, why did Chuck commit this crime on his own property, within viewing and hearing of members of his household and employees. Chuck may be rich, white and privileged, but he’s not immune to gossip, and some legal ramifications.

          If you reread Chapt. 3 and the rape scene, Stevey is laying on the floor, completely nude, with a group of men in a circle jerking off. Chucks response to August is said “heavily”. It’s almost like he’s shocked by what happened. He says repeatedly, “I told him nothing would happen….” Why would he tell Stevey that? Why would he want Stevey to think everything would be okay? Shouldn’t he be threatening his life instead?!!

          I think the reason Stevey was so unconcerned about Chuck and his boys, is because this isn’t the first time his master has rented out his ass for play. I admit, my comments could be fueled by one too many Tom of Finland sketches. Nevertheless, there exist some type of relationship in which Stevey has been accepting of whatever Chuck dishes out. Stevey knows how to resist a man. He had no problems rejecting Beau, and for that matter, he seems to call the shots with his friends. So Stevey isn’t submissive by nature, but with Chuck, he seems to like being owned.

          I’m waiting for a tattoo or a brand of ownership to show up on Stevey’s ass, “CC”!

          • John Warren

            Tattoo? Oh Lee, you are great! I really love your analysis. You make me work at reading, that is a very good thing.

            They could be role playing, it just seems to me to be hitting a little to close to home. White Owner (employer’s kid) ties up Slave (White Owner’s gardner) and proceeds to whip him. Forget for the moment he follows that up by “Cleaning out the kitchen sink”…but that just reeks of everything Stevey “Should” resent. He may not have technically endured slavery but you know his grandparents would have and just depending upon her age, the mom might have at least been a very young girl in the late 1860’s.

            Based upon other comments you’ve made, I take it that Stevey is not concerned because he feels a connection with Chuck and that he will not be violated by Chuck. Remember he was in denial that Chuck was involved as August was driving him away from the mansion.

            I’ve got nothing to offer on why chuck does chuck. Why does he organize a mob to go after someone he cares about, I really don’t think this is love, but maybe. As for on the property, I defer to your knowledge of the Old South and its rules of propriety. I know Louisiana more than any other state in the South, it isn’t exactly a gold mine for non-white citizens.

            In the rape scene, didn’t chuckles qualify his statements to August with something to the effect of nothing would happen if he just cooperated. I maintain, if chuck knew Stevey like he thinks he does, he would have known Stevey would stand by his friends…speaking of, where is Beau right now?

            Lastly, if Stevey is this way with the chuckster, his behaviour with August in this last chapter was different. He wanted August with him, wanted August to just lie down and hold him. Yes this “medicine” was knocking him out but he was acting like a rent boy with August. In fact, almost all interaction with August to this point has been a bit stand offish. Maybe that is because he felt he was “owned” by chuckles and need chuckie poo to rent him out.

            Regardless, maybe just maybe Stevey is now wiser when it comes to who have better motives, better intentions where Stevey’s emotions are concerned. And lets not forget Beau? BTW, where is he?

          • Lee namefree

            I’m not sure what to think of Stevey’s sudden physical attraction to August. I think Stevey has had more valuative conversation with August than with Chuck, and August did rescue Stevey, like the white knight Stevey accused him of being. I think my suspicions that Stevey & Chuck have a Sub/Dom relationship going on, makes me wonder, is Stevey searching for a new master?

            Both Beau and Sissy give the impression that from an early age, it was pretty clear, Stevey is gay. And maybe Sissy fears for her brother because he’s young, gay and black, but I found it strange that she wanted to pay August to take Stevey up north with him. Why wouldn’t she just give the money to Stevey? He’s young, but still an adult. For that matter, why not send Stevey to their sister who’s already up north? It’s like she wants to make sure Stevey will be taken care of. Why can’t Stevey take care of himself?

          • John Warren

            Well considering he now realizes what chuck allowed his friends to do to him, yeah I think you are dead on, he is looking for a new “Master”. I just hope that he doesn’t actually call chuckie that, that would just be crossing a line and while I’m not sure where i stand with Stevey (I’m a flip-flopper with him), I think if he actually did refer to his Dominate sex partner as “Master” then I’m kicking his ass to the curb.

      • JJ

        I’d bet anything old man Charles had his tongue up in Stevey’s mother chacha; so he can stop throwing stones out his glass house. I’m pretty sure he only outed Chuck because August vouched for Sissy’s story, otherwise he would have no doubt dismissed the whole matter. Notice how he only outed Chuck to August and not the entire family. I suspect he’s realized August has a thing for Stevey as well; since August is always defending Stevey.

        I honestly think Charlie doesn’t really care that Chuck was eating out/fucking Stevey; after all he never bothered to stop it before. It’s only a problem now because Sissy know’s and the old man is wondering who else Stevey might have told. Better to keep the blacks in check and remove Stevey before he runs his mouth. Something tells me that’s also why he killed Stevey’s mom. No doubt he thought she would run her mouth that she was pregnant with his child.

        • Lee namefree

          I don’t know. I’m kinda reading Charlie like a missionary style only lover. I’m think he’s probably done after 10 mins tops!

          I agree, I don’t think Charile cares if Chuck fucks Stevey, he just doesn’t want him to become attached to him. Obviously Chuck’s oral fixation didn’t piss Charlie off enough to stop it until now, when it might become known to others that Chuck is “obsessed”.

  • John Warren

    This chapter made me so damn happy, to start at least. Sweat chuckie baby sweat! Those last few paragraphs not only make me sick at the thought, but now I fear for Stevey. Crawford family or not, August has got to find a way to get himself and Stevey far from these people. For a very brief moment, I give Chuck a reprieve and a slight nod of respect. But I still think chuckles is the anti-christ.

    I give a lot of credit to Sissy, she is a good person. A good sister. I also have so much respect for her for standing up to that old bitch like she did, even if it was barely with a whisper and an attempt to be polite with the “ma’am” added. I guess, like it or not, Sissy knows her place but there is only so much she will take without speaking up (for her mother) or taking some type of action (going to Charlie about Stevey, I can’t imagine that was easy).

    Oh my, talk about being “outed”, Damn Charlie didn’t pull any punches with chuckie. And of course we know for sure he truly meant it that he would kill Stevey. August has got to get him out of there and ASAP.

    I’m still having such a hard time overall with this story, with how people were treated and how they really had no choice but to just take it. As bad as I think things are today, there are things I’m glad I’ve never witnessed. My husband, who is Latin, and I have been discussing this story in detail after each chapter. We were just talking about how it really wasn’t that long ago that you had Black/White water fountains and other forms of open segregation. My 92 year old mother witnessed this and so much more. We aren’t removed from that time period at all, not really. The attitudes are clearly there, there is still so much damn hate in this country. How much longer do we have to put up with this. Will anyone reading this statement today/tomorrow live to see an end to this madness in their life. I know we all hope for that. Beyond hope, peaceful and maybe not-so-peaceful demonstrations, what can we do? What is it going to take? How many more years do we have to sit and wait for old attitudes to die off and to borrow a term for some about gay marriage, how long before people are more enlightened or evolved in their antiquated attitudes/thinking?

    Literally I’ve hung on every word Staten has written and enjoyed each story so much. There are more stories I haven’t read yet than those I have read. But they’ve all been excellent and I’ve enjoyed them all so much. This story I’m “enjoying” but I’m really bothered by it too. As I responded to Lee recently, I think I understand to some extent why there aren’t more discussion on this topic, it is not comfortable at all. Especially when you are the one who is the oppressor.

    • Lee namefree

      My 84 year old father and his 93 year old neighbor remind me that my thoughts on the segregated south and their memories live in two separate worlds. As they explain it, it was sometimes easier for “colored folks” living in a area that had clearly posted signs for colored areas. Different from the north where a colored person had to learn by hard experience that he was in an area he wasn’t welcome in. For colored people who still carried the scars of slavery, there was some comfort in not being expected to be in close company with Whites. Had African Americans actually experienced “separate but equal”, opportunities and justice, one wonders would there have been a civil rights movement?

      Sissy tells August, “Not everything is as it seems in the south….”. She wasn’t expecting what happened to Stevey. What was she expecting, and why did she think she could protect him from it? I find it odd that Sissy has a key to the guest room, that she locked her brother in it for safety, and that she gives the guest room key to August. Now if the guest quarters, are separate from the house, this means little, but within a home, most people don’t feel the need to lock a guest room door, much less walk around with the key. I think this guest room is the room Charlie uses to shag Sissy. She has the key to keep it available for when he wants her. But does she suspect Charlie would try to kill Stevey? If that’s so, why would she try to tell Charlie about the rape to begin with?