Clement at Sunnydale

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This is a work of erotic fiction.  It is not to be read by minors.  It includes acts of consensual/non-consensual homosexual acts between two teenagers. If you are offended by this kind of erotic fantasy, or if you may be unduly influenced by it, please search for something else to read for your personal erotic fictional entertainment. This is a fictional account. Any similarities between characters or institutions depicted in this story and those in real life are unintentional and purely coincidental.

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Two middle-aged program directors to reform delinquent youth sat across a glass coffee table at Sunnydale, an institution for wayward youth which serves as an alternative to being sent to juvenile detention center or some other correctional facility. The men were sipping hot drinks.

Its amazing what you have been able to do with those young inner-city black boys, the first one said. Theyre so well-behaved. You dont seem to have any discipline problems at all.

The second man nodded in appreciation of the compliment. Well thank you. We had discipline problems before, but once we started this innovative new peer mentorship program. The results have been beyond our wildest dreams.

The first man looked at him quizzically, You have a peer mentorship program? How does it work?

The second man leaned back in his chair, Well, we take young black boys, around 13 years old, and we match them with older white teens who are 15 or 16. The older boys mentor the younger boys. 

The first man stared at him intensely, Fascinating. his voice trailed off.

The second man continued, Yes, it actually is. We dont really know how the program works, but it seems the younger boys learn how to behave by being around the older white lads, and the older boys learn how to be responsible for someone who is directly under their care. It seems to build maturity in all of our youth.

Hmmmm. 

The second man continued, The older boys seem to be able to penetrate the younger boys at a deeper level than any adult authority figure could hope for. 

The first man smiled, Well, I can see the program works. The results speak for themselves. I sure cant argue with success.

Neither can we, the second man said. They both raised their mugs. Cheers.

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Meanwhile, in the dormitory of the institution a new enrollee was meeting his teen mentor for the first time. A handsome young man extended his hand to greet his new charge.

Welcome to Sunnydale, little man. My names Kyle. Im gonna be your mentor while you are here.

The black youth looked at his mentor sullenly. His forehead was shiny and smooth. He furrowed his brow, giving himself the look of someone with a very hard head that was in need of discipline.

He blurted out, Suck my dick muthafucka, I dont take no orders from nobody  especially no corny-assed white boy.

The older teen looked annoyed but not surprised, as if he had seen this kind of behavior before but still had not gotten used to it. 

Well, gee  Im sorry you feel that way, buddy. I was hoping we could get along, but it looks like you have some serious issues. Anyways, at least you have the right idea  about the cock sucking, I mean.

The black boy looked at the teenager quizzically.

What chu talkin bout, white boy?

The older teen grinned as if he was getting sadistic pleasure from being given the chance to answer the younger boys question.

Well, when you said suck my dick, you were right that somebody is going to have to suck somebodys dick  but its just that its not going to be me.

The young delinquent looked startled. You mean niggas be suckin each others dicks up in this joint? That shit nasty. We da muthafucka gonna be suckin some other dudes dick? The black boy looked around hoping he could spot the cocksucker that the white teen was talking about. 

Kyle fixed his gaze squarely on the black boy, You wanna know who the cocksucker is gonna be? Let me tell you, homeboy. The cocksucker is gonna be you.

The black boy whirled around in disbelief. Muthafucka, I aint no faggot. I aint suckin nobodys dick. You can kiss my ass with that shit, muthafucka. Ima beat the shit out o yo faggoty white ass for even sayin that.

Kyle didnt back down.First of all, homie, Im bigger than you. I dont have to ask for permission; I can just take what I want if I want it. 

Then the older white teen moved in closer for emphasis, pressing up against the black boys body in a way that was intimidating. And second, youre going to suck my cock voluntarily  and youre going to like it, too. You know why?

The younger black boy seemed nervous. His voice quivered weakly, Why, muthafucka?

Kyle laid it on thick, his voice deep with confidence and authority. Because either you suck my cock or Ill get you booted out of this program. And if you get booted out of this program youve got nowhere else to go, other than the juvie. And you know what happens to you in the juvie?

The black boy struggled to try to appear unfazed, but his squeaky voice revealed that he was both nervous and curious.What, muthafucka?

Kyle didnt let up. He pressed against the black boys body even more aggressively. In the juvie they dont just make you suck their dick; they fuck you in the ass too. And they dont just ask you politely if they can do it; they rape your little ass. And its not just the older boys you have to worry about; you have to worry about the men too  the staff, security guards, counselors, everyone gets a piece of you.

Now the black boys eyes were wide with anxiety. He seemed to have aged by several years. 

Kyle continued. So what will it be? Are you gonna be a good little boy and suck my cock while Im asking you politely, or do you wanna be sent to the juvie where a big hairy man can do it by force?

The black boy looked down at his shoes. His voice was slow and barely audible. Well, I reckon I be suckin yo dick. Then he quickly added, as if a new and more terrifying thought had just occurred to him, Nobody betta not find out about this, hear?

Kyle smiled at the boy condescendingly. Nobody will find out about it. So, whats your name, dude?

C-Monster, the black boy answered boldly.

Kyle gave the boy an annoyed look, Not your street name, buddy, your real name.

The black boy looked down at his shoes and answered weakly, Clement.

Well, Clement, the older boy said with an edge of provocation, Youre going to learn soon enough that all you little black hood rats in this institution suck older boys cocks. They have to, or they wont last very long around here.

Clements eyes widened, You mean all dem niggas be suckin white boys dicks?

Kyle smirked at the nave boy, Yep, every last one of em. And they swallow too.

Clement made a disgusted face, Ewwwww.

Kyle tried not to laugh, Dont worry, youll get used to it. 

Then, in stony serious tone, Now get down on your knees and get some practice. Its going to be three weeks before my next leave when I get to see my girlfriend. Thats way too long to wait to relieve my balls, dude  Im horny right now. I need a little black cocksucker, and I need him now, so get to work.

Clement looked at the white boy sullenly. The expression on his face showed he was carefully weighing his options. Seeing that he had none, he slowly sank to his knees in front of the white teenager. Kyle unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock.

He waved his cock in front of the black boys face. Clement hesitated. Kyle grabbed the back of the black boys head and pushed it toward his dangling cock, making him kiss it.

The older teenagers cock instantly started to stiffen once he felt the black boys lips on it. He pushed his stiffening cock into the younger boys mouth and gave him a single command, Suck.

Clement started sucking. He slurped up and down the white boys cock as he felt it growing harder and harder in his mouth. The older boy tasted wild, natural and manly. Clement hated the white boy for what he was doing to him, but the thought crossed the younger black boys mind that sucking this older white teenager off  the boy who was to become his mentor and his guide  was something like sucking off a white angel.

Clement could see the smooth milky white skin of the boys thighs and abdomen; there was something bold, confident and heroic about this handsome young male whose rosy cheeks and the brown locks covering his forehead made him look like a squire from the Middle Ages. 

There was something pure about him while Clement felt he was on his knees in the white youths shadow. He felt as though he was purging the darkness of his soul  his belligerence, hard-headedness and aggression by sucking this white teenagers cock.

Amid all of his anger, humiliation and embarrassment Clement was alarmed to discover that his own cock stiffen inside his pants. His cock got so hard it felt uncomfortable as it pushed against the fabric of his pants like a restrained animal trying to break free.

Clement broke into a sweat. His mind was a whirl of embarrassment and confusion, What is you doin down there? He said silently to his cock. Why is you getting hard like that? Youse makin me look bad. Youse makin me look like a faggot.

Of course nobody else could see Clements cock stiffen inside of his pants. But Clement felt as though the whole world could see it  his homeboys, his mama, the bitches from his hood  everyone. He was afraid that everyone might think he was a fucking cocksucking faggot.

Clement felt a wave of anxiety wash over him as sucked the white teenagers cock. His thick black lips slurped up and down the older boys shaft. Kyle moaned and enjoyed being serviced by the hard-headed black boy.

Clement frowned with disgust at the act he was performing; disgust that was compounded by embarrassment that his cock was telling him he was secretly enjoying it.

The older boys sandy brown pubes brushed across the black boys face. Clement got a nose-full of the white teenagers musty manhood. 

Kyle grabbed Clements head and rammed his cock further down the angry black boys throat, nearly choking him. Clement gagged and accepted the relentless thrusts of the horny white teenagers cock inside of his mouth.

Kyle looked down at the boy servicing him and sneered, Yeah, suck that cock, nigga.

For some reason this made Clement suck even harder. Whether it was out of anger or arousal  maybe a combination of both  Clement seemed energized by the white boys taunts and tightened his lips around the older boys cock.

This only encouraged Kyle. Yeah, atta boy. Suck it, suck it.

Clement sucked it. He sucked angrily  defiantly. He licked up and down the white boys shaft as he sucked. 

This sent chills of arousal through the older boys body. Kyle shivered with enjoyment and clutched the black boys head even tighter as he pumped his cock in and out of the young delinquents mouth.

Clement drooled over his chin and the sides of his face as Kyles hard ivory shaft thrust in and out of his mouth like a piston. 

The black boys woody strained against the tightness of his pants. It wasnt really that his pants were tight  like most black boys, Clement wore his jeans baggy  but the length and thickness of his cock gave him little room for comfort.

Kyle fucked the younger boys face. His low-hanging, hairy teenaged balls slapped against the boys chin. Kyle tensed and squeezed the younger boys head, Oh, Im cummin Im commin --- and you better swallow or itll be off to the juvie for you.

Clement sullenly nodded his head letting the older white boy know that he knew what was expected of him. Kyles body froze. Wave after wave of thick, warm cum flooded into the black boys mouth. Clements tongue was completely coated with the white teenagers jism.

Clement remembered what the boy told him. He swallowed the boys cum. Clement felt the fish-like slime from the white boys cock ooze down his throat, becoming a part of him. Kyles cock twitched between the black boys lips, pumping more jism down the boys throat. Clement gulped and swallowed as each load burst against the roof of his mouth and oozed down the back of his tongue.

Kyle gasped and let out a sigh. He slowly released the black boys head and eased his cock out of the boys mouth. Strands of the horny teenagers cum dribbled down the younger boys chin.

Kyle tucked his softening cock back into his trousers and zipped himself up while Clement remained kneeling at the boys feet, his eyes blurry with confusion and his own black cock throbbing in need of attention.

When the older teen waved Clement off, indicating that he was done with him for the time being, Clement rushed into the boys room and locked himself in a toilet stall. He tore off his trousers and feverishly stroked himself to orgasm as he relived the white boys assault on his face that he had experienced just moments earlier. 

Clement savored the taste of the older white teens jizz, which was still fresh in the young black boys mouth. Clement shot globs of thick nigga cum all over the walls of the toilet stall and didnt even bother to clean it up.

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The next day, Clement new boy. Gone was the defiant sneer that seemed to be permanently fixed on his face. Gone were his indifferent attitude and the hostile demeanor. Gone was the aggressive inner-city body language.

Now Clement addressed the staff at Sunnydale by saying Yessir and no sir, Yes maam, and no maam. They no longer had trouble out of the boy. He obeyed his teen mentor and showed him the kind of respect that the older boy deserved.  Clement was now well on his way to being reformed. All it took was a little innovative male-on-male mentoring, the kind that could get through to the hardest of young thugs and punks from the inner-city.
