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A Public Service

This is a fictional story. It is not about minors nor is it
intended for them. It includes force, homosexuality and racial
slurs. If you are offended by this kind of fantasy, please search
for something else to read.

I work in corrections. We deal with young men who get themselves
into trouble. We usually call 'em "boys."  These are particularly
Black and Hispanic young men. Few people know what really goes on
in correctional facilities. We have a tough job; we have to
promote the public safety. Sometimes that requires the
psychological conditioning of our detainees. This is a man-to-man
activity. Men know they have to be hard with one another. We have
to break these boys down, psychologically, so that we can prepare
them to be better citizens once they are released.

This is especially true of boys who are in gangs. You see them
standing on street corners in packs. They're wearing their
bandanas and talking loud   looking for trouble. Somebody's got
to break through that macho faade. Somebody's gotta teach those
boys some humility and modesty. Somebody's gotta make them get
down on their knees and submit to manhood.

It starts when an officer goes on a drug bust in the projects.
Now you know that your job is not only to gather evidence on the
boys selling the drugs, but you also don't want younger boys
looking up at them, as role models. The younger boys generally
don't have fathers in the home and they look up to these older
boys selling drugs right out in the open. 

The older boys didn't have fathers when they were growing up
either, that's why they need the discipline of a white dick in
their mouths and ass to teach them how to behave. When an officer
is disciplining those boys with his dick, he makes those niggers
call him "daddy." Plenty of times I've had one of those boyish
gang members thrown over my desk down at the station, his sweat
pants pulled down to his ankles and my hard white cock rammed up
his hole. I grab his head by his red bandana and pull it back
while I ram my dick in his ass over and over again. I bang that
black ass. My white thighs slap against the back of his black ass
cheeks. That's the way you get a street nigger's respect.

We roll up on the drug dealers in the projects. Our job is to
make what they do less glamorous. We used to do this by making
them drop their pants and their underpants right out there in the
open, in the middle of the grounds of the housing projects where
they are selling drugs. Afterall, we had to check 'em for weapons
and hidden contraband. A lot of times the boys would have the
weapons and drugs hidden in their pants, even taped under their
balls, so we had an excuse to do what we called a "dickie
check."

We'd make those niggers drop their pants and pull down their
boxer shorts and stand there with their long brown and black
dicks hanging out for all the world to see. Men and women, boys
and girls would walk right by and see those boys long thick
penises and low-hanging hairy balls. It was a lot of fun. Gave us
a good chance to inspect them too. Some of those young hood rats
have nice-sized dicks. The can really satisfy their girlfriends.

They would stand there embarrassed; their black asses exposed to
the public. It would teach 'em humility. But then the women and
the project start complaining. They raised such a fuss, "How dare
you make my boy stand naked in middle of the project while
everybody is pointing and laughing at him." 

I wanted to say, "Well, ma'm that's the idea. We're trying to
teach your son what you should have taught him at home   not to
think the whole world centers around him. If your son wasn't
dealing drugs in the first place he wouldn't be standing out here
with his pecker hanging out."

Well, eventually the community pressure got to be too much and we
had to stop. Maybe it was just as well; I'm not sure it was
having the effect we intended. Males don't get as embarrassed
about those things the way females do. Those boys were sheepish
about having all their private parts exposed at first, but after
awhile they bragged about all the women who came up to them
later, wanting a piece of their thick black dicks. Fuck, we were
actually giving them free advertising and didn't even know it.

What we forgot was those nigger boys love to get a chance to wave
their dicks in front of young women. Maybe they weren't used to
being exposed in the middle of the projects, but they weren't so
shy about pulling their pants down and swinging their dicks in
stair wells, on elevators and in the hallways. There are exposed
nigger dicks all over the ghetto.

I can't tell you how many times I would chase a kid selling drugs
up the stairs of a building in the projects and almost trip over
a young nigger humping his girlfriend right there on the
stairwell. His firm black ass would be pushing up and down
between her thighs; lots of times it would be a white girl he had
brought in there too. You'd see that black boy's butt between
those girls' thighs   firm muscles in those brown ass cheeks. He
wouldn't even try to get out of the way when he heard people
running up and down the stairs. Too busy fucking. 

Well, you should see what it's like to stake out a public
basketball court. A bunch of hot sweaty niggers would be down
there shooting hoops all morning long. Their skin would be
dripping with sweat and give off a nice shine. Those boys would
give off the musky smell of nigger manhood after a hard workout.
They would bump into each other to recover the ball. Hard young
black bodies bumping into each other with a dull thud. Muscular
black arms rising to make a shot, exposing the black hair of the
arm pits of budding African American manhood.

I loved to get those boys down to the station on any trumped up
charge. We'd drive 'em down and make 'em strip naked once we
arrived. They would still be sweaty, and we could look up close
and inspect every inch of their firm black bodies. Once I got
those black boys off the basketball court and down at the
station, I would fondle their big sweaty black balls, just to
make sure they weren't hiding any evidence under there. I'd brush
my hand up against their thick black dicks. If they knew what was
good for them, they wouldn't complain. It's an officer's
prerogative to what he has to do once he gets a nigger to the
station.

But I also like to frisk those boys out on the street. We can't
make them strip naked anymore, because of the uproar from the
women, but we can still make them stand outside in their boxer
shorts for nearly an hour. Lots of times I tell em they don't
have to drop their shorts for me. I tell em I don't want to
embarrass them, so I'll just do a hand check instead of an
eyeball inspection   that way they don't have to drop their
pants. They think I'm doing them a favor, but it doesn't take
them long to find out what's really going on.

I'll reach inside of their baggy pants, the way they wear their
pants with a loose waist makes it easy to reach down in there  
and feel around for their nuts, saving them the humiliation of
having to drop their pants in public. I'll feel their nuts and
pubes, and grab a handful of black dick and start stroking it in
their pants, with their homeboys watching. I'll massage their
hairy balls and play with their dick. It's really a blast, and
there's nothing they can do about it.

They know what I'm doing, and they give me all kinds of evil
looks, but they have to let me do it. So I play with their thick
nigger cocks, making them get hard in spite of themselves.
They'll bite their lip with embarrassment, trying to keep from
getting aroused. But they're horny young men and they can't help
it. They wanna call me a "faggit muthafucka" but they're afraid
they'll get into more trouble if they do   and they're right. 

Soon they're rub their legs together and putting one foot on top
of the other while I'm steadily stroking their long nigger dicks.
They try to look angry, but then they roll their eyes up in their
head while I'm pumping away at their black fuck meat. I've got
them in my hands and they have to let me do it. When a cop
reaches in a boys' pants and starts pulling on those big thick
nigger dicks and it doesn't take long before you've got more than
a handful of hard black cock standing at attention. 

I make them shoot a load in their pants so that they have to go
home all sticky and messy like that   an embarrassment to their
friends. Their friends see a white cop reaching down in a
homeboy's pants and stroking his black cock till he shoots his
wad in his shorts, and they see the big wet dark spot slowly
spread across the front of that young hood rat's pants. It's
pretty funny. I like to make those boys cum.

Sometimes we get them down to the station. I think about how just
an hour ago this black tough boy was standing on the street
corner, grabbing his crotch and pulling on it while talking trash
to every woman who walked by; but now I've got him down at the
station and I'm grabbing his nigger dick and rubbing it, stroking
it, playing with it as long and as much as I want to.

I like it when we line those boys up, naked at the station.
Young, smooth, firm-bodied black males standing naked in a row.
They are all shades of brown and black. We make em bend over and
grab their ankles, and we walk around them and inspect their
butts. Those naked nigger asses jutting out as those tough gang
boys are bending over grabbing their ankles. I like to rub a
wooden ruler up and down those nigger ass cracks, playing a
little with the soft tufts of black hair coming out of those
brown cracks.

If a boy acts up, down at the station, I have a good excuse to
take him to the back room and discipline him. I'll grab the back
of his head and push his face down on my white cock and make him
suck it. Part of the training is to humiliate him, so I make him
suck my dick to the beat of his favorite rap song. 

While he's sucking I'll say, "Yeah, suck that white cock. You
almost do it as good as your mama does." The boy's head will pop
up, an angry expression on his face, like he's about to say,
"What th' fuck?!?" But I'll just grab his head and push it back
down again and say, "Shut up Nigger, and keep sucking." 

Then, after he's sucked my cock some more for awhile I'll say,
"Yeah, you're sucking the white cock that's gonna make your
girlfriend pregnant with high-yellow babies." Again, his head
will pop up and he'll look insulted, but I'll push it right back
down and say, "I didn't tell you to get up yet   keep sucking my
cock."

Truth of the matter is nigger boys will do anything for money.
They want to buy heavy bass sound systems for their cars, they
need $100 tennis shoes, they need the latest fashion line of hip
hop clothing, they need new play stations and the newest games  
all of these items are expensive, and they all add up. 

If I were on the vice squad, instead of drug detail, I could have
a field day making arrests. I see older white men come into the
ghetto all the time. They pick up one or two of these boys off
the street and drive them down to the Warf by the river or some
vacant ally in town, pull down their pants and get a good old
fashioned nigger blow job. 

People with experience know there's nothing that feels better
than a black boy's thick black lips wrapped around your hard
white cock. Lots of times you can see them in those white men's
cars, leaning over and sucking those cocks. I can't help but to
think that just a few hours ago I saw the same nigger standing on
a street corner talking loud to his "homies" with his lips
wrapped around end of a bottle of malt liquor. Now, here he is  
leaning over in the front seat of a car with those same nigger
lips wrapped around a white man's cock, bobbing his head up and
down like a good little slave boy. I like to see that.

When the man shoots his load and fills that boy's mouth up with
thick white cum, maybe he shoots some sense into the boy. I don't
know. Maybe the boy gets smarter by sucking white dick and
swallowing all of that fresh white cum. Who knows? 

It's really funny though, seeing those thick black lips that had
been covered with greasy fried chicken from the franchise down
the street, now covered with fresh white man cum. It teaches
those boys humility.

Lots of times older white men want to blow the black boys. It's
their dime; they get to do what they like. They drain those horny
nigger balls until they're completely empty. They make those boys
shoot cum over and over again down their throats. As long as
they're paying for that nigger dick they can milk those black
boys like cattle. They empty that jungle meat of its seed. They
stretch those black boys' long ropey basketball playing dicks.
They play with it like it's a big stiff black snake.

I've seen older white men also make those young tough niggers
lick the shit out of their white asses. Yeah, they use those
nigger's mouths for toilet paper. Anything for the money. I love
watching those tough thug niggers cleaning those asses with their
mouths. Those are the same mouths they use to make a big
commotion in public and to disturb the peace when you wish they
would be quiet. Next time you want a nigger to settle down and be
quiet, offer him a dollar bill to lick the shit out of your ass
crack. Once his face is buried between your ass cheeks peace will
be restored.

After those men are through with the black boys, they drop them
off in deserted downtown streets. They young niggers have a face
full of shit, a mouth full of cum and a pocket full of cash.

Sometimes, back at the station, if a boy gets too bold a group of
us will drag him into the shower room and make him strip down
naked. Then we'll make him sit on the floor and masturbate
himself until he shoots cum all over his body. 

I love watching those black boys masturbate. Their hairy brown
legs propped up and spread apart so we can see his balls jiggling
with every stroke of that long black dick. I like watching their
facial expressions when they're about to cum, even though they
try to hide it. There is nothing hotter than a nigger boy sitting
naked on the floor of a shower, jacking his black cock while you
watch.

After he cums, of course, we have to let him clean himself up. We
wouldn't want to send him back to the other detainees covered
with sticky nigger seed. 

We tell him he can take a shower. When he tries to stand up to
turn the shower on, we say, "Oh no, sit back down. We'll take
care of it for you. It's the least we can do after you
entertained us." 

The nigger sits back down; he doesn't have a choice, really. Then
we all unzip our flies and pull out our white cocks. We piss all
over him from his head to his feet. We piss on his face, in his
mouth, on his dick and on the top of his head. We bathe the
nigger in our piss. You should see him looking disgusted, but
sitting there and taking it like a good boy. That's what makes
them humble.

So, if you ever want to know how to keep the crime rate down and
restore the peace, it isn't such a big mystery. Make those young
tough thug niggers humble. Let them know the world doesn't
revolve around them. Get them down on their knees to service a
white man's dick and lick his ass clean. Pay them while they do
it. Make them know they need a daddy. Stuff their lips with thick
white cock to keep them quiet if they talk too loud. If they get
too hyperactive, grab their big black dicks and drain the seed
from their nigger balls by making them cum over and over again on
themselves. This will make them exhausted.

It's hard work but somebody's gotta do it.






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