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Subject: {ASSM} Trayshawn (Part II): Black Boy Meets White Alumnus' Son (MM/gay/racial humiliation)
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Welcome to College (Part Two)

A white boy and a black boy, both college freshmen, attempt to resolve
a dispute over who is more important on campus. This is a work of
fiction. Standard disclaimers apply: this story is not intended to be
read by minors. Those who are offended by erotic stories depicting
homosexuality and racial humiliation should find something else to
read.

Kyle and Trayshawn were college freshmen who had gotten into an
argument about who was more important to the campus. Trayshawn said
black students were more important than white students because, like
himself, black students had athletic scholarships and provided the
students and alumni with physical entertainment.

Kyle, on the other hand, argued that white students were more
important because many of them were children of alumni and they helped
to raise the money to pay for all those scholarships for the dark-
skinned sweaty black athletes.

The two boys argued all afternoon. Both boys were in the process of
getting undressed after their morning workout when the argument began.
Now they were standing naked, face-to-face, almost ready to fight.
They stood, shoulders straight; each boy asserting his pride and
equality in the presence of the other.

The two boys stood in front of each other, their chests almost
touching. The boys could feel the heat rising from each other's young
bodies. Kyle breathed in the faint cocoa aroma emitted from
Trayshawn's brown skin. He ran his eyes over the boy's smooth body
that seemed to glisten in the sun. He admired the dark slopes of the
boy's shoulders and the curves on the black boy's arms.

Kyle admired this brown-skinned son of the earth; and yet he wanted to
penetrate the black boy deeply. He wanted to fill the Negro with the
liquid whiteness of his cum and civilize the boy. But would this son
of darkness submit to such treatment?

Kyle reached down and grabbed a handful of the black boy's nigger cock
and balls. Trayshawn was startled by the white boy's gesture. This had
never happened to him before. He didn't know what to do, so he just
stood still, like his ancestors used to do on the slave auction block.
The black lad's balls felt heavy in the white boy's hands. His cock
was thick, like a well-made sausage.

Kyle was in awe of the black boy's potential for sexual prowess - but
at the same time he realized that this was the ritual between the
races. The white slave master always got to grope the black slave's
cock and his balls - much the same way customers feel the firmness of
fruit in the produce market. Loud an arrogant as any black boy may be,
they have learned over the centuries that when a white man grabs their
balls they had better stand still and take it.

The equality between the two boys seemed to be slowly eroding.

Kyle played with the black boy's thick cock and balls until they were
nearly erect. Trayshawn allowed him to, so Kyle got bolder and stuck
his fingers underneath the nigger's nut sack, feeling the black boy's
ass.

"Mmmm, that's what I like," Kyle said, "You have a nice, firm, smooth
nigger ass, don't you?"

Trayshawn seemed startled and just hung his head in shame. He was
under the white boy's control. He had never let anyone call him
"nigger," and he never let a male feel all over his ass and body. But
now this privileged white boy was bold enough to assert himself over
the black boy. He was bold enough to stake his claim over a nigger
body.

Kyle ignored the black boy's obvious embarrassment and slapped
Trayshawn's bubble butt, "Yeah, that's the way we bred your ancestors,
huh? That's that slave breeding, isn't it? We bred you niggers to have
big round asses."

Angry as Trayshawn might have been he couldn't deny the truth of what
Kyle was saying. Those white slave masters really knew what they were
doing when they bred nigger stock. Even today so many black boys have
big, thick, long dicks and low-hanging balls. They have thick luscious
lips, and large, firm bubble-butt black asses.

And the women too - they have over-sized tits and moist Negroid
pussies. They are perfect as a white man's fuck toy. Clearly the white
man bred nigger slaves for their role to provide entertainment and
pleasure for their masters. The entire nigger body does nothing but
scream sexuality and fertility. The black man's body is constantly
shouting "Fuck me. Fuck me. Shove your hard white cock inside my mouth
and my black ass. Pump your cum inside of my dark skin."

Yeah, niggers love it.

Kyle stuck his fingers inside the Negros crack and manipulated the
boy's shit hole. Trayshawn's eyes rolled up in his head. Could Kyle
take this even further? He placed both of his hands on the black boy's
chocolate shoulders and pushed the boy down to his knees.

The son of Africa knelt at the feet of the son of Europe. Any
semblance of equality between the two boys had now all but
disappeared. Trayshawn's chest and shoulders heaved as he breathed
heavily in humiliation.

Kyle's hard white cock jutted in the black boy's face. He turned
around and offered the boy his ass.

"Kiss it, nigger."

Trayshawn hesitated. Kyle grabbed the boy by the back of his nappy
hair and pushed his ass in the black boy's face, rubbing it on the
Negro's lips and nose.

"I said kiss it, nigger."

Trayshawn kissed the white boy's ass. Then Kyle ordered him to lick
it. Slowly, Trayshawn stuck out his tongue and licked the shit crack
of the demanding white boy. Kyle sighed as he felt the boy's hot, wet
nigger tongue sliding up and down his ass crack, lapping at the boy's
shit hole.

"Yeah, that's it. Lick that white ass."

Kyle turned around and rubbed his hard white cock and balls in the
black boy's face.

"Kiss my balls, nigger."

Trayshawn's resistance seemed to have been broken. He kissed the white
boy's balls as if he were now ready to concede his defeat. He lapped
at the white boy's hairy nut sack and cleaned the sweat and shit
juices from beneath Kyle's balls.

"Yeah, that's what a black boy is for. That's where your nigger face
belongs. This is the kind of work that is best for you; cleaning a
white man's private parts with your tongue."

Trayshawn continued to lick the most private areas of the white boy's
body. Kyle couldn't resist the curiosity any longer. He needed to have
the feeling a nigger's lips on his cock. He grabbed his hardened cock
at the base and grabbed the back of the black boy's head. With one
hard thrust Kyle shoved his great white cock into the black boy's
mouth.

Trayshawn's eyes grew comically wide. He had a big white cock sticking
out of his nigger lips like he was smoking a pale cigar. Kyle's low-
hanging nut sack slapped the boy's black chin.

"Yeah, suck that cock, nigger."

Kyle felt his cock growing harder and harder in the nigger's mouth. He
rubbed the black boy's nappy hair, at once violating the boy's dignity
and satisfying his own curiosity about the texture of Negro hair. Only
a nigger reduced to a subservient pet would allow his hair to be
touched in that way. Both Kyle and Trayshawn knew it.

Trayshawn slowly moved his thick lips up and down the white boy's hard
shaft. Kyle never felt a sensation like that before. The black boy's
thick warm lips seemed to be the perfect instrument for a white boy's
cock. They were warm, soft and wet - and they created perfect suction
for Kyle's throbbing white manhood.

"Oh yeah," Kyle thought, "Niggers were born to suck white cock."

He tightened his grip on the black boy's nappy head.

"Suck that dick, nigger. Suck it."

This only seemed to make Trayshawn suck harder.

"What do you think your thick nigger lips are for? The only reason you
have those lips is to give me pleasure."

Trayshawn continued bobbing his head although there was sadness in his
eyes. He sucked Kyle's white fuck meat, tasting the boy's precum
leaking on his tongue.

Kyle was now in erotic overdrive. Is the only purpose for a nigger's
mouth that it should be used to massage a white man's cock? Sure seems
like it! Kyle looked down at the black boy, watching the nigger's
thick lips getting coated by saliva and precum. The boy's flat nose
was pressed against Kyle's blond pubic hair. Nigger boy sucking a big
white cock, yeah - just like it's supposed to be!

Kyle rubbed his smelly pubes all over the black boy's dark face. He
grabbed the back of the nigger's head and worked his dick around and
around in the boy's wet mouth. The handsome colored boy's face was now
being thoroughly fucked like a slave woman's pussy.

Kyle lost all respect for the boy and humped his face violently. He
tightened his grip on the black boy's head, taking possession of it.
His hairy white balls slid up and down the dark-skinned youth's chin.
Kyle left no doubt that he was in control.

"Suck that dick Rufus, or Leroy, or whatever the fuck your nigger name
is."

Kyle humped wildly in the black boy's mouth. Trayshawn gasped and
choked. Salvia drooled out of the corners of his mouth while the white
boy raped his face. Trayshawn tried to breathe through his nose, but
all he could do was inhale the smell of the white boy's musty blond
pubes.

Kyle pushed his cock violently down the black boy's throat.

"Take it, nigger. Take it."

Trayshawn choked and gagged. His eyes were wide as he gasped for air.
Tears ran down his brown-skinned cheeks. His eyes reddened. Kyle
fucked that nigger's face good.

Finally he let out a loud groan. His body started to spasm. He pumped
his load in the black boy's mouth. Trayshawn, trying to gasp for air,
swallowed the white boy's cum. Kyle kept the nigger's head pressed
against his wet, blond pubes. He continued to pump his cum in the
nigger's mouth.

Trayshawn seemed beside himself in desperation. His mouth was a sticky
wet mess of thick white boy cum juices. He lapped it all down. Maybe
this was the best way for slaves to show loyalty to their masters.

Kyle withdrew his softening white cock and rubbed it all over the
black boy's face. Trayshawn's cheeks, forehead, and eyelids were
covered with white boy slime and nigger spit.

Wordlessly Kyle left the room to take a shower. Trayshawn sat on the
floor - trickles of the white boy's cum drooled out of the corners of
his mouth. He closed his eyes and listened to the thumping sound of
hip-hop drum beats playing in the distance. He looked up and saw a
picture of Kyle's dad on the white boy's bookshelf overhanging his
bed. Trayshawn felt a deep appreciation for the privileged children of
alumni.

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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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