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The Captive

It was mid-summer and I had been out late after boating with my
friends. As I pulled up to my house I saw the light on in my
living room. This was strange. I usually leave the porch light on
in order to discourage thieves, but never the living room light.
I must have rushed out of the house in a greater hurry than I had
thought.

I got worried as I approached the house and could see Bob, my
neighbor standing in the living room with his arms folded across
his chest. The door was unlocked. I pushed it open.

Bob had a "guest"; more like a "captive." Sitting in the living
room, tied to one of wooden kitchen chairs, was a young black
man. He was naked from the waist up. His skin was dark and
smooth, and his muscles were rounded and firm. He was leaning
forward against the ropes, breathing heavily.

Bob looked both proud and disturbed, "I'm glad you finally got
home. I caught this nigger breaking into your house a couple of
hours ago. He said he was only trying to steal enough to buy a
new pair sneakers and a playstation." Bob extended a bulky arm to
lean against my wall. 

"I saw him moving around in the dark, but he left the door wide
open. I gave him a good workover, kinda tore some of his clothes
off. When I got bored, I tied him to that chair so you could
decide what to do with him."

Bob strutted over toward me like a hunter with a prize catch,
"You can call the cops or you can do whatever with him. I don't
care. I don't know anything and I didn't see anything, know what
I mean?"

He gave me a wink.

I thanked him and told I him I owed him one.

He just shrugged and laughed. "Maybe you can buy me a beer next
time we go to the pub. I'm just glad you got home. I was about to
take him over to my place, but I didn't want to have to keep him
all night."

Bob motioned with his head toward the young man tied to the
chair, "I'm just glad you didn't have to come home in the dark
and find a half-naked nigger tied to a chair in the middle of
your living room."

As Bob walked outside I yelled after him, "But what am I gonna do
with him?"

Bob just shot back, "It's your call." 

He disappeared between the hedges.

I turned to look at my captive.

Bob had him tied tight. He wasn't going to get away. I wanted to
keep the cops out of this matter. The criminal justice system is
so unfair   it could ruin this boy's life. I had my own methods
of "correctional behavior" in mind.

The young man was beaten and out of breath. I could see it by the
way he was leaning forward. His young healthy black body was
heaved heavily after being worked over. He rolled his eyes at me.
His thick wet black lips jutted out. He was trying to catch his
breath. He signaled annoyance by rolling those bright white eyes
that were set against his dark face.

I had a prisoner. What was I to do with him? I got closer, leaned
forward and touched his lower lip, which was still jutting out. 
It was wet and spongy.

I moved my hand down his smooth boyish face and  caressed his
silky black chin. I ran my hand back up to his mouth. I thought
it would be too much of a shame to let this mouth go to waste. He
probably uses it to shout curses at other niggers in the streets
of the ghetto. I figured I could find better uses for it.

I unzipped my pants and felt my hard cock springing to life. It
jumped through the piss slit in my under shorts. It wanted to be
free.

I grabbed the boy by his thick nappy black hair and lifted his
head up. His white eyes were wide, but he knew what to expect. He
pressed his lips tight, hoping to discourage me, but I put my
other hand on his lower jaw and gently forced his lips open.

I used one hand to hold him by his lower jaw and keep his lips
open; with the other hand clutched a fistful of thick nappy hair,
holding his head up. I gently slid my red throbbing cock into the
boy's mouth. His warm black lips surrounded my dick, but he did
not protest. He only choked a little, and swallowed.

Slowly...rhythmically, I rubbed my dick in and out of the moist
"O" that his lips made. He didn't suck, but he didn't try to stop
me from using his mouth like a pussy, either. He didn't try to
stop from putting his lips to work, massaging my stiff white
cock. He knew what his mouth was for.

I kept his head suspended by his thick nappy hair and kept
rubbing my hard cock on his moist boyish lips. It felt like the
moon fucking midnight. I pressed my dick all the way down the
boy's throat until he choked a little and gagged. I watched as my
hairy white balls pushed up against the boys black chin. He took
it all. My wild pubes brushed in the boys face, making him blink
 making him breathe in pubic air.

Silently, his lips to massaged my cock. Quietly, except for the
slurping sounds, he took it all in. The pumping action of my
hairy white thighs slapped the boy's smooth black face over and
over again. I kept holding him up by his thick hair and moving
his head around on my thrusting white cock so that I could fuck
his mouth from every angle. He passively held his lips in a
circle   slurping and smacking involuntarily as he took my dick.
All of it.

Every thrust I made forced his boyish body back and forth, back
and forth. He rocked in his chair as I kept thrusting in the
nigger's mouth. I changed motions and started thrusting upward,
so that my dick head hit his mouth's pallet. His entire head
thrust upward, following the new motion of my dick.

Then I fucked his mouth sideways, holding him by his nappy hair.
I bore in deep and watched as his wide white eyes disappeared and
reappeared under the plume of by bushy pubic hair. My dangling
balls slapped against his chin. My white cock stretched that
niggers lips and made them shine.

I had a sudden spasm, bursts of cum shot into his mouth. My dick
started pumping load after load of cum and I could feel the boy's
mouth and throat starting to fill up. I held his head tight
against my cock, his face buried in my pubes, so he couldn't move
away. My dick pumped more waves of cum into the boy's mouth. I
heard him swallow some of it, while the rest dribbled out of the
sides and trickled down his chin.

Even after I shot my load I didn't let up. My hard white cock
continued to pump away in the black boy's mouth. I couldn't stop.
My dick wouldn't let me stop. The boy's luscious black lips were
perfect for this action. They felt warm and spongy around my
throbbing dick. I heard him choke and gasp and swallow in order
to breathe, only to receive yet another load of fresh hot cum
from the depths of my body.

I pulled my dick out of his mouth and let go of his hair so that
his head dropped again. I held my softening dick and rubbed it in
his thick nappy hair, cleaning off the extra cum and saliva. 

He was bent over now; still tied to the chair and naked from the
waist up. His smooth muscular body and silky black skin was
leaning forward in the chair. He leaned as far as the ropes would
go. When he even partially lifted his head, I saw his mouth and
chin glistening with his saliva and my cum.

I had a captive.




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