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Subject: {ASSM} The Gym Incident
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Date: Sun, 06 Nov 2005 18:10:03 -0500
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The Gym Incident

This is a fictional story. It is not intended for minors. It
includes force, homosexuality and racial slurs. If you are
offended by this kind of fantasy, please search for something
else to read.

We had been playing basketball in the gym and the nigger fouled
me hard, sent me sprawling on the floor. His homeboys stood in
the corner of the gym, point and laughing in my face.

I was pissed and out for revenge. I couldn't get it right there
in front of the kids in gym class. I would have to bide my time
revenge requires patience.

I waited and few days and saw the nigger alone in the locker
room. He just finished a workout, his lanky black body was slick
with sweat. Since the locker room seemed empty, he didn't bother
to lock up his clothes while he took a shower, I guess niggers
are lazy like that. This time the lazyness wouldn't pay off for
him.

While steam rose from the shower room, I crept into his locker
and stole his clothes. I hid them in a dumpster outside the gym.
What the fuck do I care what happens to them?

When the nigger finished his shower he came looking for his
clothes and towel. He was dripping with water from the top of
nappy corn rowed head to his long nigger toes. There was no towel
to be had and his locker was empty!

"wha da fuck?"

He whirled around, and that's when he saw me sitting calmly in
the dark shadows of the locker room.

"That's right 'bro' you aint got no clothes   what you gonna do
now? Walk around with that lanky nigger body naked for the rest
of the day?"

The nigger rushed over to me and yanked me out of my chair by
collar.

"Muthafucka, you betta gimme my muthafuckin clothes. I'ma beat
the shit outta you."

"I wouldn't try to manhandle the only one who knows where my
clothes are if I were you   you might not ever see them again if
you keep up like this."

The nigger bit his lip. He was thinking. Slowly he let me down
and I sank in my chair.

"Now, in exchange for your clothes what can you do for me,
'bro'?"

The boy eyed me skeptically, "What you talkin' 'bout?"

"Well, if I give you your clothes back don't you think you should
show a little gratitude?"

I slowly undid my belt.

"Don't you think you should get down on your knees and suck the
white man's dick?"

The nigger's eyes got big.

"Ah, hell naw   I aint gonna do none o' dat shyt." His lips were
quivering.

"Sure you are," I nodded in a re-assuring tone. "You're gonna do
lots of things you thought you would never do."

The nigger looked scared. The boy was visibly shaking. I think I
must have challenged his black manhood.

I stood up and let my dick hang out limply over my drawers and
just stared into the black boy's eyes.

He started back, motionless   water dripped off of his lanky
brown muscle-toned body.

"Ever want to see your clothes again?"

The nigger swallowed hard.

"Sit down on that wooden bench."

The boy slowly sat down and looked around. "But what if one of my
homies sees me suckin yur dick?"

"Don't worry, I've got the door locked with a piece of wood from
the basement. Nobody's gonna walk in on us while you're doing
what you need to do."

The boy stared at my dick and slightly trembled.

"The sooner you get started and make me cum, the sooner you'll
get this over with and be outta here   so, get busy."

The black boy grabbed my flaccid dick with trembling fingers and
lifted it up to his thick nigger lips. He slowly wrapped his
mouth around my dick and started sucking.

While he had my limp dick in his mouth I asked him, "You ever
watch the Andy Griffith Show on cable, boy?"

The nigger nodded his nappy head with my white cock in his
mouth.

"Okay, I want you to hum the theme song to that show while you're
sucking my dick."

The nigger looked embarrassed, then he started humming. I
couldn't keep from laughing. That black boy was humming on my
white dick.

My dick got hard in that nigger's mouth in no time seeing him
humiliated like that. My balls were rubbing up against his chin.

I grabbed his nappy corn-rowed head and started pumping my dick
between his nigger lips. I heard his mouth slurping and smacking
on thickening white cock.

"Yeah, suck that dick boy. Suck your white massah's dick."

His eyes were closed, as if he didn't want to see his own
shameful act.  He had a disgusted expression on his face, but his
mouth sure felt good on my hard dick.

I pushed his head back and forth, using his nigger lips to
massage my dick.

"Yeah, boy   that's what them lips was made for! Suck this white
man's dick"

I grabbed his nigger head and pushed his face in my pubes. I held
it there for awhile and rubbed my hairy white balls on the black
boy's chin.

"Smell those sweaty pubes, nigger. You like what you smell? Nod
to show me how much you like it."

The nigger dutifully nodded his nappy head.  I pushed my rock
hard dick deeper in his mouth. It must have been hitting the back
of his throat.

I used the nigger's mouth like it was a cheerleader's black
pussy. I fucked his nigger lips till I felt the cum rushing up
the shaft of my dick. I think he felt it too because he pulled
away just in time to keep me from shooting down his nigger
throat.

Too bad for him, it wasn't in time to keep me from shooting all
over his black face and his nappy hair. 

I shoot over and over again   pumping my man juice all over that
black boy's face and hair.

"Yeah nigger, yeah. Take the white man's sperm. I OWN you now,
nigger."

The nigger's face was covered with milky white cum. It was
dripping down his cheeks and off of his nose and his big nigger
lips. My creamy white cum was dribbling down his brown-skinned
chin.

I laughed in the nigger's face. 

"Now you see what it's like to be humiliated, huh nigger? Too bad
your homeboys and black sistas aren't here to see you now."

The nigger let out a high-pitched pathetic squeal as if he were a
whipped dog.

I pulled my dick away and started pulling up my pants. "Good
nigger boy."

"Where my clothes?" the nigger asked weakly.

"I'll get em for you," said I strode to the door. 

I wanted to make sure I was well out of reach. Once I got the
wood block off of the door I looked back at the nigger   his
young smooth body, wet muscles and lanky limbs, and his face was
covered with white man's sperm.

"On second thought, you can get your clothes yourself   you'll
find them in the dumpster outside of the gym. If you're lucky,
maybe a white girl will see you naked."

I let out another laugh as I rushed out the door.

I could hear the sound of him softly banging his head against the
empty locker.

Poor humiliated nigger boy.
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