Message-ID: <56698asstr$1191820202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: classic rider <classicrider14@excite.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1191807288.305723.167250@o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2007 01:34:48 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 7.0; Windows NT 5.1; .NET CLR 1.1.4322; .NET CLR 2.0.50727; .NET CLR 3.0.04506.30),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com; posting-host=150.212.2.201; posting-account=ps2QrAMAAAA6_jCuRt2JEIpn5Otqf_w0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 07 Oct 2007 18:34:48 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} The Hope of Civilization Lines: 132 Date: Mon, 08 Oct 2007 01:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/56698> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, emigabe The Hope of Civilization This story contains graphic images of homosexuality and racial humiliation. If any of this offends you then you should search for something else to read. This story is not intended to be read by minors. I'm just curious; does anybody else out there enjoy watching black boys undress in the locker room before working out in the gym? I like watching as they slowly and awkwardly reveal their lean brown arms and legs, ashy at the knees and elbows. I like their smooth dark skin and their bulging triceps and shoulders. I like their big darting eyes as they self-consciously, but of necessity, expose themselves while their white school chums look on. The black boys' thick juicy lips hang open as they pull down their boxer shorts. They carefully cover themselves up as they slip into their sweatpants and gym shorts; still the outline of their thick, long black cocks swing like heavy pendulums under their clothing. They cannot conceal their sexual endowment. I like to imagine what it would be like to watch them fuck their girlfriends on dirty mattresses in hot sweaty apartment buildings in the ghetto. I love to imagine them sneaking a little of their homeboys' booty - always on the "downlow" - and pumping him full of their negro seed full of potent sperm cells. I like watching those horny skinny black boys, with those small back packs, as they walk down city streets with the sway and swagger of urban Watusi warriors. They are so full of sexual energy that they can barely contain themselves, although they try very hard to suppress it. Their thick nigger cocks bulge in their pants and their underarm sweat gives out the smell of wild negro jungle passion. They sneak peeks at innocent white girls out of the corner of their eyes; white girls who have complete control over them simply because of the attractiveness and purity of their white skin. The niggers grab their ghetto crotches and offer them up as a sacrifice to the white goddess as she walks past them. The boys sweat with desire and bite their thick lower lips with anticipation and need to bow down before white flesh and lick the juices of the white girls' pussies; but first they are going to have to beg for it. They must kneel at the white girls' feet and entertain her until she is satisfied. They tell jokes to make her laugh. They become young nigger buck slaves for white girls' pleasure; only then will these girls spread her legs and offer them the sweetness of their ivory vaginas to the sex-crazed black boy. Only then will she offer the boy the softness and purity of her white body. The negro sheds tears of desire for the closeness of white flesh. He puts on a front of aloofness and indifference toward the girl, but deep down inside he knows he cannot live without her attention. In the secrecy of the night he begs for her white pussy. He begs like a dark-skinned nappy- headed helpless baby; and she comforts him by pressing his face against her smooth white breasts. He nurses on her titties. Then the white girl always him to shove his big black Mandingo cock inside of her. He pumps violently, ferociously. He grunts and groans as he fills the white girl with his unconstrained sexual passion. She rubs his nappy nigger head, like the good stud boy he has become. He is far better than the black plastic dildos and other sex toys that she usually plays with. He is a dark-skinned sex toy of living flesh. The oversexed black boy slobbers on himself as he enjoys the privileges of mounting the white beauty. It almost makes up for his role during the day as a sweaty beast of burden, loading boxes in the stock room of a grocery store, under the watchful gaze of his white male bosses. They order him around during the day, making him strip off his clothes down to his waist to stack and load produce for the customers. They like to watch the negro sweat, like slaves of old, as the black boy performs heavy labor. When there is not enough work to be done in the storage room the managers pull off their boots and line them up outside their office doors, expecting them to be shined like a mirror by the end of the shift. The black boy knows what he has to do; he dutifully polishes the white man's boots and breathes in the smell of his bosses' feet. He makes his bosses' boots shine, securing his position on the grocery store's "team" of employees for at least another month of secure employment. The white man spits and laughs, sometimes pulling off his jockey shorts - streaked with shit stains - and ordering the young nigger to wash his shit-stained shorts by hand. The black boy breathes in the white man's shit smells, and the smell of his pubic sweat. He bends over the wash basin, scrubbing the white man's clothes until they are fresh and ready to be worn again. The grocery store is required, by the mother company, to be a drug- free environment. This is for the employees' own safety and to keep insurance rates down, as they must sometimes operate heavy machinery. It is therefore the unhappy task of the white managers to order the black boys to piss inside a plastic container, unannounced, for random drug testing. In order for the tests to be valid it is the manager's responsibility to make sure the right nigger pisses in the correct container, so he makes the black boy pull down his boxer shorts in front of him. The manager holds the negro's thick black ghetto cock between his fingers as the nigger pisses into the container. For good measure the white man strokes the nigger's thick cock and fondles his heavy horse- hung balls, feeling inside the black boys' ass crack. The young nigger better not complain if he wants to keep his job. Then the white man makes him bend over and spread his big bulbous ass cheeks for a spontaneous booty check, to make sure he isn't storing any "contraband" in his firm black ass. The white man probes and probes inside the nigger boy's asshole with his fingers, searching for illegal drugs. He finger fucks the boy, making him wince with pain - and he dare not utter a peep of complaint while he is abusing him. The white man runs his hands and fingers inside the darkest crevices of the nigger's body, like Europe invading Africa during the 19th century, bringing the light of civilization into the darkest densest jungles. The black boy grunts and groans as the white man takes control of him, eventually stuffing the boy's anus with his thick white cock and pumping his white manhood inside of him. The black boy cries out in pain as the white man rapes his nigger ass, using his bulbous black ass cheeks for the one thing they are most useful for: massaging a white man's hard, throbbing cock. He shoots his cum inside the nigger, which elevates the black boy - enabling him to share in the white man's humanity. He's got the white man's cum inside of him - maybe this will make him smarter; maybe he will be better behaved now in public. The white man takes possession over the nigger, pumping wave after wave of fresh white sperm inside the black boy's benighted negro body. The black boy moans, sighs, groans - knowing that the white man is making him his. He's got the white man inside of him. He's nothing but the white man's nigger cum slut. He must learn to live with this thought as he makes his daily runs through ghetto streets in the night. Maybe this is the only hope for civilization. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+