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Homeboys in the Movies and Off-Screen

Parts of the following story may or may not be fiction. Some of the
language may be offensive, as it deals with racial humiliation and
homosexual practice and desire. This story is not intended for minors
or people with certain sensibilities. It is for erotic entertainment
purposes only and should not be used for social or biological
instruction in the classroom. Any resemblance between persons
described in this story and people in real life is strictly
coincidental; in fact I was nowhere near that computer lab and I don't
know anything about what happened there.

I go to a college that is surrounded by low-income African American
neighborhoods. Occasionally I have had to work off-campus to earn
extra money for school. I find that kitchens, stock rooms, ware
houses, etc. also employ a lot of black boys from "the hood," because
there is no other available labor. The black boys do their job well
enough; but I am amazed at what they are willing to do, outside of the
job, in order to earn some extra cash. The managers in these shops
have been known to earn extra money by hiring boys to make porn films.
They try to persuade the "homeboys" from "the hood" to be the "talent"
in these films, but initially the homeboys almost always turn them
down. As the month wears on, however, the homeboys get short of cash
and they reconsider the offer. As the saying goes, "every thug has his
price."

I help out on the camera crew and with lighting. We go to a nearby
motel, allow the homeboys to get good and high so they don't feel the
shame in what they are doing, and then we start shooting our scenes. I
can tell you from experience, those nigger boys are dirty, horny
dawgs. When they are stripped naked they sniff each other's ass
cracks. Flat black noses and flaring nostrils push deep inside a
nigger's butt crack, rubbing against his moist, shit stained butt
hairs; sniffing the sweet perfume of nigger shit juices. He loves the
smell of those shit juices. His thick brown lips hang open so he can
take a lick of his homeboy's moist black ass. It doesn't matter if his
homeboy is honey brown or dark chocolate, every nigger boy has his own
unique flavor. Their brown-skinned bodies gleam with sweat. Their
rippling abs tense as they get their salads tossed. Nasty black boys
rub their pubes in each other's faces. They hump each other because
their thick nigger dicks just can't get enough of that hairy man-
pussy. Fucking a firm, tight nigger ass is much better then
masturbating. Black boys love the smell of shit and the sweat under
each other's low-hanging nut-sacks. They lick those sweaty nigger
balls and enjoy the potent taste of jock juices. They let hairy nigger
balls rub all over their thick red lips while they lick streaks of
shit off of their homeboy's ass.

Nasty niggers - they rest their faces in their homeboys' boxer shorts
and breath in the smell of cum stains and shit perfume. That strong
masculine odor that only a healthy young man can emit from having his
pubes and testicles encased in cotton briefs while he runs through the
streets all day, working up a sweat. We're talking about the intimate
smell of unwashed nigger sexual organs; that kind that produce babies
when they get their hands on a horny female whose hormonal smell cries
out, "Fuck me, nigga. Fuck me." We're talking about the funky smell of
unwashed nigger boy arm pits. Dark, matted kinky hair sticks out in
tuffs as the black boy lays on top of you - his smooth muscle-toned
arms embrace you as he pumps his youthful manly seed inside your body,
working off his jungle-driven passions and the sexual frustrations
that arise out of the ghetto. His smooth, warm, brown muscular body
oozes sexual perspiration all over you as he gives you a workout.

I watched, awestruck, as a boy pulled down his baggy pants so that
they rested mid-way down his thighs. His white boxer shorts were
bunched on top if his open pants, just under his teenaged testicles.
The horny boy's flat brown abs and grungy navel heaved with passion as
he forced a younger homeboy to give him his props by sucking on his
cock. I got a clear view of his generous kinky bush of pubes, as his
thick, shiny nigger dick was covered with saliva from the younger
boy's mouth.  The teenaged boy's large egg-shaped testicles swung
aggressively as he forced his thick cock down the younger boy's
throat. He grabbed his buddy by the back of his peanut shaped nappy
head and pushed his thick cock so deep inside the other boy's mouth
that it made the boy gag. The boy's full lips stretched around that
young man's cock like a black rubber tire around a log. The teenager
pushed violently in and out of the younger boy's helpless mouth,
fucking his face like a nigger pussy. I'm telling you those boys were
nasty.

I watch those nigger boys grab their thick black cocks in the shower
room after a workout in the gym. I watch as those thick nigger dicks
grow harder and harder in the tight grip of the boy's hand. It doesn't
take long before the boy's cock is so big and hard that his fingers
can barely fit around it. I wonder how on earth he ever manages to fit
that monster in his girlfriend's pussy without hurting her. I enjoy
watching niggers fuck; whether it's a nigger boy and a girl or two
homeboys going at it "on the down-low." One thing you've gotta give
those niggers credit for; they sure know how to use their bodies.
Watching the rhythmic motions of two dark bodies twisting and turning
in sexual passion is like watching an erotic dance of some strange and
exotic species. The full flexibility and suppleness of their deep
mysterious bodies are on display. If you are standing over them,
watching them have sex, you will see their firm sweaty black ass
cheeks flexing and easing as they pump in and out of that pussy meat
or that ass hole. You can tell they come from a hot climate where
there was nothing else to do on a humid afternoon than to slip into
the shade somewhere and fuck each other's brains out.

When I watch those nigger boys fuck I just want to reach out and grab
their big black cocks. They've got those cocks standing up straight
like a missile in its silo. Have you ever seen a nigger's cock
pointing to the sky between his black sexy thighs? It looks like he
could deploy that shit and get two or three neutral countries to
surrender. I want to grab that big nigger dick and slap it against my
face several times. Then I want to stroke that nigger till I make his
whole body rock. I want to make that nigger quake because I'm stroking
his black cock so damn hard. I want to see this thick black lips
moving up and down and drooling saliva on his chest because I'm making
him feel so good by stroking his cock. I want to see him helpless;
arms flailing at his sides, lost in the ecstasy of my grip on his
dick.

I want to stroke that black boy until he shoots his cum all over my
mouth. I'll lick that nigger boy's cum off the shaft of his cock and
off of his belly. I'll lick up his cum and lick the cum off my lips
because it tastes just like seafood. I love seafood. I'll bet his cum
is full of protein and will make me big and strong, like a basketball
player. I'll probably want to go outside and pick some cotton after
I'm through licking his cum. I'll suck that black boy's cum right out
of his nutt sack until he's empty. Then I'll feel that negro jizz
slide down my throat and go straight to stomach. I'll wake up the next
morning with a negro-sized cock between my legs, pushing my bed sheets
into a tent.  I'll have to jack my new cock off so that it will go
down; otherwise I won't be able to get up and take a shower without
losing my balance and falling over. I'll start jacking it off in
morning but it won't go down. My red hairy testicles will bounce on
the mattress like two ping-pong balls.  I'll keep jacking it all
afternoon, but still it won't go down. I'll have to jack it into the
evening before I'm finally exhausted. I'll be covered with sweat and
sticky pools of cum by then. I'll smell just like a men's locker room.
I'll finally get up and take a shower, and I'll understand why it's so
hard for black boys to get to work on time.

I saw a black teenager running from the cops one time. Suddenly he
tripped and fell, but there was nothing on the ground for him to trip
over. It turns out that nigger had gotten a hard-on while he was
running than he tripped over his own thick cock. It got so hard that
it got caught between his thighs and made him fall over. You can say
that his cock became an instrument of justice.

Back on campus, I was in the computer lab at school the other day.
This black dude with dread locks sat down next to me. He started doing
his homework in the computer, but I could sense his jungle energy. He
emitted sexual passion from every limb of his black body. My dick
immediately got stiff in my pants, making me uncomfortable. I couldn't
concentrate because of the sexual vibrations that black boy emitted
from his body. I looked over at him and my suspicions were confirmed.
Despite his baggy clothing I could see the outline of his nipples
under his shirt and his thick black schlong underneath his pants. It
looked like it was as big as a sausage. I took a deep whiff from his
direction and my nostrils instantly filled with negro body smells. It
wasn't strong or offensive, just a subtle earthiness mixed with Ultra
Sheen and chicken grease. There was also a hint of pure unadulterated
masculine locker room funk. My heart started racing and my palms got
sweaty. My cock nearly burst through my pants. I wanted to strip that
black boy naked right then in there, in front of the whole computer
lab. I wanted to get him on his hands and knees while I inspected his
butt hole. I wanted to rub coco butter all over his brown body and
make it shine. Suddenly I noticed his big brown eyes staring at me and
growing narrow. I thought to myself, "What the fuck? I wonder what
he's looking at?" I kept studying his body and he pursed his lips as
if he were offended. I didn't care; I looked down at his crotch to see
if his dick might shift in his pants, giving me a better view. Before
I knew it, he gathered up his books and left the computer lab. He
hadn't been there very long; I don't think he even finished his paper.
I guess those people have a hard time concentrating on their work.

As I've said before, there is only one thing more entertaining than
watching black people use their bodies, and that's to have them
surrender their black bodies for someone else to use. Get them at the
right time, in the right place, under the right (desperate)
circumstances and you can get any black boy to pull off his clothes
and show you his secrets.

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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