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   Black Teen Growing Up in the Suburbs
   This story is a work of erotic fiction.  It is intended for
entertainment purposes only.  It may contain depictions of non-consensual
sex (i.e.  rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. 
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   Late one night my black college roommate and I had a heart-to-heart
discussion.  He told me all about what it was like for him to grow up as a
black boy in the white suburbs.
   Now, for the first time, I can share his experiences with you:
   I first started sucking white cock in elementary school, when I learned
that Negro slaves, even adult Negro men, had to obey young white boys if
the boy was his master.  I remember looking at the smooth skinned white
boys in my school thinking, "Any one of these boys could be my master if we
lived 100 years ago.
   I need to get down on my knees and worship them.  These white boys have
such beauty, such confidence and such power.  They have the power to order
black men around, much less a little black boy like me."
   The white boys appreciated my submission to their authority.  My thick,
dark lips on their little white cocks seem to increase their confidence. 
Even though we had been friends they began to understand the differences
between us.  After all, they had read the same stories about slavery too.
They chided me, "Yeah, suck on my dick you black slave."
   As I grew older my respect for their manhood was undiminished.  In
eighth grade one of my school buddies invited me over to his house for a
sleepover because his parents were away.  He invited a bunch of other
eighth graders too; most of them were our classmates.  I was the only black
boy who has invited.  We drank his dad's beer that had been stored in the
refrigerator.  We were all good and drunk; it didn't take much to inebriate
our 14 and 15 year old bodies.  There was a lot of comradery between us
that night as we tossed a football back and forth and talked about girls;
but then the mood suddenly changed.
   The talk turned to one of the rival schools, a school heavily attended
by black students.  Not only had the school beaten our team in basketball
the previous night, but after the game a group of black boys jumped one of
our school mates.
   Me and my buddies felt helpless about all this; humiliated by what these
black boys had done to us on and off the court.  I was as angry and
frustrated as all of my buddies.  But then one of the boys said, "Hey, I
got a cool idea.  Let's get back at those niggers by tying one of them up
and making him suck our cocks for revenge."
   Another boy said, "Yeah, but how are we going to find one of those
niggers this late at night?  And how are we going to separate him from the
rest of his homeboys?  Who's going to be dumb enough to go into a nigger
neighborhood at night anyway, and expect to come out of there alive?"
   And the first boy said, "We don't have to go into the nigger
neighborhood.  We've got our own nigger right here." They all looked at me.
I wanted to disappear.
   The boy continued, "Let's tie HIM up and make him work his nigger lips
on our cocks."
   I tried to laugh it off as if it were a joke, but they wasted no time in
showing me they were serious.  They circled around and closed in on me. 
They ripped the clothes off my body and used the shreds from my shirt to
tie my hands to a wooden beam on the deck in the host boy's back yard. 
They bound my legs.  I sat there, dark and naked, but for some reason -- I
really couldn't understand -- I was sporting the biggest hard-on I'd ever
had in my life.  They muffled protests while one by one the horny teenaged
boys grabbed my head and raped my mouth.
   They looked down on me, taunting, "You better give me good head with
those nigger lips.  You better not bite." Those handsome, powerful white
teenaged boys took turns standing over me, ramming their cocks deep down to
the back of my throat.  They held the side of my head tight while I gagged
on their god-like white cocks.  Their bodies were like statues carved out
of white marble as they forced me to lick their hairy white balls and suck
their throbbing dick meat.  I looked up at one of my tormentors.  He
sneered and let a thick glob of saliva fall from his mouth and land between
my eyes.  For some reason I was aroused as one white boy after the other
allowed a glob of thick saliva to fall from his rosy lips onto my face. 
Within minutes my face was completely covered with teenaged saliva. 
Although I protested I let the saliva trickle into my mouth and down my
throat making it a part of me.
   Then a boy, who was holding my chin and fucking my face, shot a thick
wad of jism in my mouth.  Then he fired another one; and then another one.
I pretended I wanted to retch, but the taste of his cum in my mouth was
heavenly.  My vision blurred as I stared at the glowing whiteness of his
smooth body.  I swallowed his cum, tasting his man-juices which was now a
part of me.
   When the boy finished using my mouth he extracted his cock and bounced
his thick fuck meat on my full nigger lips to wipe off the excess jism.  I
felt something burning inside of me: a passion for this white boy who had
so thoroughly mastered me.  Before I knew what happened, my dick fired
several ropes of thick, stringy cum all over my brown abs and thighs.  I
never even had to touch my cock - my hands were still tied behind my back
and bound to the wooden beam of the deck.
   One by one all seven boys used my mouth in this way; shooting their jism
down my throat and working out their adolescent sexual aggression on me. 
Tears of pleasure and humiliation flowed down my cheeks as I swallowed it
all.  Some of them shot on my face and admired the colorful contrast of
white globs of cum on my dark skin.  By the time they finished using me I
smelled and tasted of white boy cum.  My heart raced at the thought of
being covered by the body juices of these horny white boys.  The taste of
cum was in every part of my mouth and all the way down my throat.  With
each breath I inhaled I could smell nothing but the young white boys' pubic
hair and the thick globs of cum they had deposited on my face.
   Just when I thought it was over, the boy who started it all said, "Ummm
- I didn't wipe my ass too good when I took a shit this morning.  Maybe I
need to use this nigger's face to get me clean." With that he grabbed my
head and rubbed his shitty ass all over my mouth, nose and tongue.  He
growled with pleasure, "French kiss my ass, lick my ass clean." I stuck out
my tongue and licked the ass of that white "angel".  The other boys weren't
slow in copying him.  I became an organic ass wipe for seven teenaged boys.
   Then one of the boys scowled, "This nigger's a mess.  His face is
covered with shit.  We better clean him off before he stinks up the whole
back yard." The other boys agreed that this was a good idea.  Looking at
each other and laughing they pulled out their cocks and aimed their
teenaged hoses at my face and mouth, letting out forceful yellow streams of
teenaged piss.  They hosed down my face, and also pissed all over my body
making it shine.
   Their piss dripped down my face.  They untied me, and I finally thought
I was free; but one of the boys had other ideas in mind.  He forced me to
bend forward on my knees, with my ass up in the air, and one by one those
horny boys raped my black ass good.  They must have been using my ass to
release months of pent-up sexual frustration.  And that's what I was there
for; just like a slave 150 years ago.  They said they never felt anything
so warm and firm on their cocks before and doubted that girls' pussies
would feel as good when they got old enough to try them.
   Once again each boy used my body to bring himself to orgasm.  They
pumped wave after wave of cum in my ass.  They held the sides of my brown
body and fucked me with reckless abandon.  The boys chanted, "Fuck you,
nigger.  Fuck you nigger," as if I had been the one who humiliated our
basketball team and beat up one of our school mates the previous night.
   When they were finished with me they left me lying in a pool of their
urine.  My lips and ass were sore and swollen after being used by so many
teenaged cocks.  If felt the warmth of their godly jism at both ends inside
of my body.  I pulled together the remnants of my ragged clothing, curled
up in ball and drifted off to sleep, comforted by the thought that I had so
much white cum inside of me.  
  
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