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The car smelled stuffy and sweaty, like black boys
themselves. I was scared
out of my mind. They shoved me in the back seat between two
nigger teens.
There were three of them in all. I use the term nigger
here, so that you
will fully understand the type of African American boys
they were. Not nice
neat, black youths, but hoody type street niggers. They
were dark skinned
with strong muscular bodies, even though they all wore
sweatshirts, and I
could not see them, I could feel their strength.
"What choo doin' out here in de cold dress like dat,
faggot? Yo gonna
catch cold and den yo won't be able to suck dick!" The
cute boy driving
said. He seemed to be the leader. I would guess their ages
to be around
sixteen and seventeen.
"No, I am not a faggot. It's a mistake."
"Yo sure look like a fucking faggot!" The boy next to
me said and he
pulled on one of my nipples.
"No, it was a joke. A bad joke that some boys at the
high school played
on me. It's all a big mistake and a joke. I just want to
get home."
"Yo dick and balls is hanging out of yo cut off pants.
Dat sure spells
faggot to me. Hey, faggot, you like to suck black dick?"
Did I like to suck black dick? I had never sucked a
black dick, but like
most homosexuals, I had dreamed about it. All my life I had
heard about how
black boys are hung.
"No, I don't do that kind of thing. I told you I am no
faggot." A boy on
either side of me was rubbing one of my nipples each and
rubbing their other
hands up and down my naked legsn my naked legs.
"Yo sure respondin' like a fucking faggot. Yo little
white boy dick is
getting' all hard. Shit, you should see dis back here,
Tyrone. Dis little
white dick is so small, it's mo like a cunt's clit den a
dick."
"Please guys, I haven't done anything to you. Let me
go."
The boy on my left smiled a big white toothed handsome
smile. "Yo
haven't done anything to us yet, but yo gonna...you gonna
do us real good,
faggot. We all gonna have a real nice time.
I was almost out of my mind. How could my day and my
whole life get any
worse. And all because of my stupid infatuation with Jake.
The nigger teens were playing pretty heavily with my tits
now. They were
plucking them and twisting them, and of course my dick was
really hard by
now.
"Oh yo likes dat, don't choo honey? Here open yo mouth.
I got sometin'
special for yo!"
He grabbed me by the hair and held my head back. What
could I do? I
opened my mouth. He hawked a huge gob of spit and snot into
my mouth. The
other guys in the car cracked up laughing.
"Now make sho' you tastes dat before yo swallow!"
The thick mixture of nigger teen spit and snot coursed
its way down my
throat. I thought I might puke.
He held his handsome black face over me. His nose was
wide like that of a
gorilla with huge nostrils. "Faggot, I gots a cold. Yo
help me out like a
good fucking faggot. Lick out my nostrils, will you?"
He flexed his nose so his nostrils opened up..huge...I
could see the snot
and boogers inside.
" What? You want me to...what?" I struggled but the boy
on the other
side grabbed my balls and squeezed.
"Yo heard me. Stick da tip of yo tongue up in my nose
and clean me out."
The other guys in the car roared at the fucking sick
idea of my "new
friend." Dear God, believe me, I didn't want to do it. I
know you think I
am a pervert who lusts after boys and will willingly do the
most degrading
things. But that was with Jake. Believe me when I say I
didn't feel the same
about these black skinned animals. But what could I do?
The grip on my nuts
tightened until I had tears in my eyes. I made my tongue as
pointy as I
could and I thrust the tip up inside the nostril of the
black thug. He did
have a cold...his nose started to run into my mouth. I felt
crusty boogers
coat the tip of my tongue. I could not get it in very far.
He changed
tactics. He held my jaw open and blew his nose into my
mouth. It was the
sickest thing that had ever happened to me. I gagged and my
puke rose up in
my throat. He clamped a hand over my mouth and ordered me
to swallow. I
swallowed his snot and my puke.
"We has arrived!" The black boy driving shouted, and for
a moment
festivities stopped.
It turned out to be a kind of club house or something
for their black
street gang. It smelled like it hadn't been cleaned in It smelled like it hadn't been cleaned in a
year, but no worse
than they smelled. These black dudes had not washed in
about a week. I
almost puked again, just from the stink, and it was ironic
that they
commented on how I smelled of piss. The first thing they
did was strip me of
the little clothing I had. Now I was totally naked standing
in the middle of
a negro street gang clubhouse with fully dressed black
thugs surrounding me.
The walls were filled with photos of naked girls both black
and white.
Well, there were six or seven of them wandering in and out
of the clubhouse,
and they immediately got me on my naked knees and set me to
sucking some
huge drooling uncut black meat. The head cheese was enough
for a
Thanksgiving meal...I could scoop it up with my tongue and
they forced me
to.Any time I started to vomit, they clamped a hand over my
mouth and
ordered me to swallow. As if an order can control one's
bile. They made
some phone calls on cell phones, and more black dudes
arrived...all in their
late teens. I begged them to let me go, between big thick
black cock being
shoved down my throat. These boys didn't really know what
a blow job
was..they just grabbed my ears for handles and fucked my
face like it was
some two bit sewer hole, which is what I had become, I
guess.The taste of
the huge fat black fuckers varied from pissy, to sweaty, to
cheesy, to
delicious. I have to admit, some of that nigger teen dick
was very good, and
I got a hard on. They laughed and fucked my face until
their balls slapped
my chin and their fuckmeat was choking me, forcing my
throat to expand. I
protested when I could breath that they were rupturing my
throat and that I
could give them a much better suck job if they were gentle
with me. They
just laughed big white toothed laughs and told me not to
worry..that they
would fuck a big enough hole in my throat to take any
dick.
Their fucking huge black pricks drooled so much cock
snot however, that
it made the throat fucks a bit easier to take. My God,
these boys leaked.
Their pricks bubbled with fuck slime constantly, drooling
it onto the floor
and onto my body. It hung in long strings from their hard
prickhead
pissholes, as they strutted around the room, bouncing on
their big black
feet, anxious for their turn to ram dick down the white
dude's pussymouth.
More guys came and went. I must have sucked off sixteen or
seventeen guys.My
jaw ached and my lips grew numb. My tongue was swollen, but
still they did
not stop. Their fleshy black scrotums bounced against my
chin, and several
of the boys had dried chunks of cum clotted in their wiry
prick hair, left
over from some previous fuck.It seemed that these boys
fucked several times
a day and never cleaned themselves.I thought about how
their girlfriends
must feel. They were obviously nothing more than dick
ditches for the thugs.
I was getting an education these last few days on how many
teenage boys live
only by and for their big dicks. Had it been that way whey when
I was there age,
and had I just been too naïve to realize it. Or was this a
new kind of
teenage boy...one who lived totally for FUCK?
Finally I lay on the hard cold, scum covered floor,
coughing up cum, my
stomach bloated with loads of fuck I had been forced to
swallow, crying from
the burning pain in my throat. I was unable to speak above
a whisper as my
throat had been fucked hoarse. My lips were cracked,
swollen and coated
with niggercum. I had never been prejudiced in my life,
but that's how I
thought of it at that moment...nigger cum...not the sperm
of healthy
American black boys or African American spooge. No, I
thought of them as the
lowest, meanest, most dangerous kind of niggers, and their
slop was nigger
cum. They high-fived each other and talked of basketball,
drugs, cunt, and
what a fine mouthpussy I was. But now that they had
skimmed the cream off,
it was time to play more seriously. Time to fuck the
faggot.
Of course I begged. Of course I cried. Would you want
fifteen or sixteen
dicks ranging anywhere from seven inches to over a foot
long up your
asshole? Besides, I was saving my ass for Jake. Oh I know,
you think I am a
totally loser. How could I still feel that way about Jake,
after all he had
done to me? And now, because of him, I was to be ass
ruptured by grotesque
nigger teen boy dick. I knew I would end up in the
hospital. Then, when I
knew it was useless because they were already jerking their
big black pricks
to erection and jumping around so the fat black fuckers
bounced and drooled
again, I begged them to at least use condoms, but that was
met with a
hearty round of laughter. One of the black dudes dug
around in the garbage
for a minute and produced a dirty yellowed stretched out
condom, that he
announced he had worn when he fucked his bitch last night.
He told me since
I wanted rubbers so bad, I could just suck that one out.
They made me take the stretched out dickbag in my mouth
and suck it until
the dried cum became liquidy. Then they forced me to lick
and suck and chew
the rubber until it was clean. I gagged something
terrible, but I had other
things on my mind. While I did this, they had me kneel on
hands and knees,
and one of the black dudes started to work a monkey wrench
up my asshole "to
loosen dis bitch up for some prime black dick." as he said.
They were upset
that my faggot dick wasn't hard with respect for their
beautiful black
bodies, so they forced me to jerk on my own dick prick
until I had a
hardon.It had gone down from fear and pain. What the fuck
did they expect?
What a sight I made, bare assed on my hands and knees,
sucking on a used
rubber and jerking on my prick while a black teenager
fucked my asshole with
a monkey wrench. Speaking of monkey wrench's, I honestly
don't know how
these boys carried that kind of fuck equipment around with
them all day. I
mean, their balls were so big and hung so low and loose in
the fucksack,
that they did literally swing with every step they took. No
wonder these
boys needed to fuck all the time...they were half
animal.More than half!
When I was opened up to their satisfaction, they started
to fuck me.
They fucked me in every position. on hands and knees, on my
back like a
cheap whore with my legs up and spread, standing bent over,
kneeling on a
chair. You name it. The more I sobbed, the more they
laughed and the harder
they fucked me. It felt like their big teenage peckers
were ripping open
my asshole and dragging my intestines out. I must have gone
into shock.
Otherwise I don't know how I could have survived.Even in
remembering, the
pain is indescribable. Sometimes at night, my body
remembers, and the pain
of those first fucks returns.I guess you never forget the
first times,
especially if they are huge monstrous black teen dicks that
are fucking your
rectum open. They plowed balls deep, their fucksacks
slapping my body, then
they pulled out until just their prick heads were imbedded
in my twat, then
they rammed back in again full force, sometimes grinding
and twisting for a
more painful fuck. Three times I passed out and was
slapped back awake by
some black dude thwacking his hard dick across my face.
For five hours I was fucked I don't know how many
times. I know my ass
was bleeding, and my nose was bleeding too from being
slapped with so much
dick. Some boys who had already shot a load of blacksperm
up my twat came
around and face fucked me for thirds, so I was forced to
taste my own
assslime which was now diluted with blood and loads of cum.
It was all
because of Jake that I had ended up in this position. All
Jake's fault.
For the last two hours, I was double fucked, ass and mouth
at the same time.
Finally I lay on the floor in a pool of cum and blood and
dick and ass
slop. Cum ran from my mouth and nose and bubbled from my
asshole. The black
boy who seemed to be the leader of the gang ordered them to
throw me out
into the gutter.
"Please...please...not like this. At least drive me
home. I have to get
home. I promise I won't ever tell a soul...just please for
the love of God
take me home...you boys are Christian, aren't you...please
take me home..."
I was hysterical and really out of it, but I knew I somehow
had to get
safely home.
"Sho nuff..we drive you right up to your front
door...for oh, lets
say...two hundred dollars."
Two hundred dollars? I had no money..Jake had taken
all my
money...cleaned out my account. I was a pauper. I
was destitute..little
more than a beggar, a bag person, a fucked out fucked up
street person.
"Please, I don't have any money. Maybe I can borrow
some. Give me some
time...I don't know. Please, you've had your fun, now hav Please, you've had your fun, now have
a little mercy
on me, and take me home." Cum dripped from my hair into my
eyes and I tried
to wipe it out, but my hands were coated with dickslop as
well. My asshole
was ripped open. I felt I needed a doctor, but I could
take care of that
later. First I just wanted the peace and quiet of my
apartment. I struggled
to my knees, clasped my hand together in sperm soggy
prayer. "Please."
The cute black teen smiled. "Well if you got no
money...what can
you give us if we drive you home?"
"I don't know. I don't know. Come in my apartment and
take some
furniture, that would be fine. Some nice furniture for your
clubhouse here."
The room had grown very quiet. The boys stood or sat
around
bare assed, fingering their lanky hoses or scratching their
big fat
balls.They were like monkeys. I hate to say it, but they
were. The room
smelled of fuck. I was in a fuckhouse of black teenage
boys. The boys knew
their leader was up to something, some new prank. He
wasn't their gang
leader for nothing. This boy was smart. He had a sense of
humor.
"Na, we got all da furniture we need. I tells you
what. We drive you
home if you has lunch wit us. How's dat. Yo eats lunch wit
us, and we
drives you home." I was confused. This handsome muscula you home." I was confused. This handsome muscular
animalistic street
punk whose speech showed that he had never gotten beyond
sixth grade, if
that, was asking me to have lunch with them. My confusion
was cleared up in
the most grotesque fashion.
The bare assed naked, well built, nineteen year old
black boy squatted,
big bare feet pointing outward, fat leathery scrotum
hanging down until it
scrapped the ground. He smiled at me, farted and took a
shit on the floor.
Three huge dark shit logs squeezed their way from between
his muscular
asscheeks and plopped down in a not so little pile. I
stared dumbfounded.
He stood, then grabbed some newspaper and wiped his
asshole...right in front
of his black brothers who hooted and applauded and
cheered. He tossed the
dirty paper into the trash and then turned to me.
"We drive you home and get you safely in your
apartment, if you eat dat
pile of my shit!"
I must have knelt there without moving for a year.
One of the guys
actually came over and kicked me in the gut with his bare
toes to see if I
was still alive. "I...I...can't do that." I finally
managed to whisper.
"Den out onto da street wit you like dat and good luck
because dis is
one mutherfucking dangerous hood. "
"Eh..no..no..wait a minute. There must be something
else I can
do..something else. I'll suck you all again. Wouldn't you
like that? Some of
you have hard dicks.I'll suck you all again."
"We gotta save sometin' for our bitches..dey be jealous
hos and we don't
dare deprive dem of our big fat dicks."
The leader stood there, proud and handsome, his hands
resting naturally
on his slim hips, his big black cock half hard, a tiny bit
of pre fuck
oozing from the pisshole."Yo best be a good white boy and
eat my shit. It
will all be over soon, and yo can go home. Now, crawl on
over, and no using
your hands. You just put your white faggot face down dere
into dat nice
fresh pile of niggershit and you chow down."
How low can a human being sink? Is there no depth to
which he cannot be
made to crawl? I'd read about Jews in the Concentration
Camps doing sick
depraved acts to live one more day. I know now that I must
have always been
naturally submissive. It took Jake to bring it out in me.
Jake! That
clean-cut cute as hell all American high school boy with a
sadistic streak
as big as the Nazi Party.
After a while, I crawled over, knelt over the stinking
pile of human
waste, put my face down, and started to eat shit. It seems
so easy to write
about, but it was the changing point in my whole life. It
broke me. That
moment broke me. After that, anyone who wanted to could
push me around,
force me to do practically anything...and did. The smell
of shit is worse
than the taste, for those of you who have never done this
sort of thing. I
know this kind of thing turns a lot of you otherwise
healthy masochistic
readers off. You loved reading about my humiliation abuse
and torture. It
got your dicks hard, but this...this is too much for you.
This turns you
off...please don't go there. Well, I wish it were that
easy, but this is
what happened to me, and I would give anything if it had
not happened too.
I took the turd of a nineteen year old black boy in my
mouth and chewed
it and swallowed. I ran...or stumbled to the trash and
puked. The black
boy said it seemed disrespectful of me to puke up his nice
shitlog, so while
I ate the rest, I had to masturbate my dick to show how
much I liked it.
So I knelt there, jerking on my dick like a madman
while I ate the pile
of shit. It tasted kind of chalky and burnt. It got all
over my lips and
tongue and up into my gums, and when I swallowed it clogged
my throat and
didn't want to go down.
"Now yo learning proper respect for da black man."
Oh yes. I learned proper respect for the black man.
For any man. Any
man at all was better than me. I had become a fucked out
shit eating
faggot.
They drove me home. Me in the trunk, cause of my
stink. Honorable boys
that they were, they threw a blanket over my shoulders
while they helped me
break into my apartment. Jake was not there. My car was not
there. It was a
blessing. What if he had been fucking some girl when I got
there naked and
shit covered and with black thugs? I almost wish he had
been there, because
I have loved the black boys to teach him a lesson as well.
They would have
fucked the girl for sure and maybe Jake too! HA. REVENGE.
But it was not to
be. They did take two armchairs after all.They slapped me
some and left.
I threw myself into the shower and fell asleep with the
water running warm
over my battered body. My tears mingled with the water, and
I fell into a
deep slumber. And that's how Jake found me when he
brought over his
fuckdate that night. And believe me. He was one unhappy
boy. You don't
ever ever want to piss Jake off!
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