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Subject: {ASSM} Training Young Employees II (Mm/nc/humiliation)
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Date: Sun, 27 Nov 2005 06:10:02 -0500
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This is a work of fiction. It is not about minors nor is it intended
for them. It includes force, homosexuality and racial slurs. If you are
offended by this kind of fantasy, please search for something else to
read.

Buddy was tired after having worked as manager for of Giant Burger for
the past twelve hours. The regular night manager called off and Buddy
was in for another four hours before he could finally get some rest. He
knew managing the night crew boys would be hard because the store
relied on kids in their senior year or barely out of high school to
staff Saturday nights.

This was a particularly rambunctious bunch. They had already had
several playful fights with frozen French fries tossing around frozen
hamburger patties as if they were Frisbees. Buddy just wanted to be
home with his wife and kids, watching TV, instead of working with a
group of boys trying to enter manhood.

He was disgusted when he caught three of his night crew employees
jerking off into a container of vanilla milkshake mix to be served to
customers. They told him that he shouldn't get so upset, they were
just having fun. Besides, they explained, it would add protein to the
drink and make it healthier.

He wondered how many other times the store had sold customers milkshake
laced with teenage cum.  It strengthened his suspicions about all the
times he noticed that the mayonnaise on his fish sandwiches had a
peculiar potency. Now he had to question everything he was eating in
the shop.

The boys seemed downright indifferent about sanitation and sexual
harassment laws. Not only did they think it was funny to jerk off in
milkshakes, mayonnaise, cold slaw and other food, they also got a kick
out of changing into their work uniforms with the dressing room doors
wide open so that female employees could see them when they happened to
walk by. The girls had gotten used to it and even looked forward to
"accidentally" catching a peek of their favorite ghetto homeboy
standing in his drawers.

More times than he cared to remember, Buddy passed by the room and saw
a boy's brown or black lean muscular body as the boy hopped around on
one foot while slipping on his work pants. Sometimes the boy's thick
brown or black cock would peek through the piss slit of his boxer
shorts as he was getting dressed.

Other times a boy would sit on the bench in his shorts, facing the open
door, with his smooth brown legs spread wide and the piss slit open,
exposing a tuft of curly black pubic hair and the shaft of his thick
ghetto dick. Invariably the boy would have a suggestive leer on his
face, hoping to be seen by one of the girls.

Buddy had no patience for any of this madness, but he didn't know how
to stop it. Tonight a boy slouched around the storage room, just
outside of the men's dressing room, with no shirt on, his pants
sagging and his boxer shorts showing. Buddy gave the boy a disgusted
look, "Geez oh man - couldn't you at least pull your pants up in
case one of the female employees sees you?"

The black boy just smiled and rubbed his smooth firm belly; posing with
his biceps pumped and his chest puffed out. "Aint no big deal, man.
I'm jus changin' my clothes." Buddy was tired of all the
bullshit. "You aint changing nothing, you're just strutting around
here like a rooster in a chicken coop. Get some clothes on your back
and show some modesty and respect around here."

The boy laughed defiantly, "Maybe U right. Maybe I'm the rooster in
this here coop. Maybe you need to send some chickens down here so I
give her somethin' to produce some eggs."

Buddy had had enough. He grabbed the boy by his smooth black arms and
pushed him against the wall, leaning against him with the full weight
of his body, which was considerably more than the boy weighed.

"Look, Nigger - I said get some clothes on, and mean it." The boy
looked startled, with his face suddenly pressed against the wall.

Buddy felt a strange sensation as he leaned against the boy's
half-naked body. He got a close up view of the boy's smooth soft
skin, and the back of the boy's shoulders and neck. He breathed in
the smell of boy's sweat and felt his firm young body pressed against
his chest.

He pushed harder against the boy and felt the youth's plump ass
pushing against his cock. His dick grew hard as it pressed against the
boy's backside. The young man looked back at Buddy with a mocking
expression on his face, "What's th' matter? Is U a fookin faggot
or somethin'?"

Buddy's face flushed red but he kept pressing against the boy's
backside. His dick was now fully erect and all he could think about was
the boy's masculine sex smell and how much he would like to see the
way the nigger moved when he was fucking his girlfriend in bed.

He let go of the boy's arms and wrapped his hands around the
teenager's waist. He slid his hands down the boy's front until he
felt his coarse pubic hairs. The boy turned his head angrily, "Yo, yo
- what the fuck U doin' man?"

The manager started grinding on the boy's ass, "I'm managing
human resources - if you're gonna walk around half-naked then I'm
gonna make sure your body is put to good use."

The boy wheeled around, "Fuck man, dis iz bullshit!" They boy was
now facing his boss, but that didn't stop the man from grinding his
hard-on against the boy's crotch. "Shut the fuck up you nigger
slut. You wanted to turn someone on to your sex, now you take this
white cock like a man."

He pressed against the boy's crotch and felt the youth growing hard
within his jeans. "You're lovin' it kid, aren't you? You say
one thing with your lying mouth, but your dick tells another story.
Maybe you need to wash out that lyin' mouth with a nice clean white
cock."

The boy opened his mouth to protest, but the manager pushed him down on
his knees. "Don't talk anymore with those lying nigger lips. Put
some truth to those lips and suck on this white cock, just like you
should do before every payday."

As the boy tried to collect his senses but the manager unzipped his
pants and let his thick white cock spring to life in the boy's black
face. He rubbed his dick on the boy's thick lips. "Don't talk.
Just suck that white cock and you'll get a 50% bonus in your next
paycheck."

The boy's mouth fell open, "Fo real?" The manager held the
boy's head and shoved his cock between his lips, making the kid gulp.
He looked down at the sight of the boy with a thick white cock between
his black lips and sneered, "Yeah, 'fo real.' Suck it Nigger."

The ghetto boy started bobbing his head on that hard white dick. He ran
his thick lips up and down the manager's throbbing shaft. Buddy told
him, "Do a good job, you ghetto slut." The nigger obediently stuck
out his tongue and ran it up and down the length of the shaft, while he
massaged the man's dick with his boy lips.

"Polish that knob boy." The teenager polished the pulsating dick
head with the moist inside of his nigger lips. "Yeah, shine that dick
head like you shine my boots after work."
The boy moved his lips in circles on that throbbing dick head, making
it shine.

Buddy took full advantage of the boy and rubbed his hands on the back
of the kid's head - then he slid his hands down the boy's
muscular back. "Suck me nigger, suck me - suck me like you suck on
your mama's tits in the jungle."

The boy sucked the white man's dick even harder and kissed his hairy
white balls. "Yeah, stick your black face between my thighs and lick
those balls of authority." The black boy slurped his manager's
balls even harder, like an obedient slave trying to please his master.

Buddy rubbed the black boy's nappy head and pushed the nigger's
face harder against his crotch. The young man gagged and saliva dripped
from his lips as Buddy relentlessly pumped his hard dick in the boy's
mouth.

"Yeah, this is what you ghetto boys need - to be down on your
knees, in your place, servicing a white man's cock." The boy
slurped on the white shaft that filled his mouth so that he couldn't
speak.

Buddy looked down at his employee, "Bet that dick tastes better than
watermelon, huh?" The black boy just nodded in agreement as he smoked
that cock like a big fat white cigar.

Buddy shook his head smiling and sighed, "Nothing better than the
sight of a young black nigger properly humbled." The boy kept serving
his master.

Buddy's pelvis started jerking as if he were about to cum, "Damn,
can't have that..." He pulled his dick out of the boy's mouth and
turned around. "Kiss my white ass and lick the shit outta my
crack."

The black boy stuck his face in the man's ass and started cleaning it
with his tongue. His face was buried between the white man's ass
cheeks. The boy only paused occasionally to pull his face out and kiss
the man's buns.

"Yeah, kiss that white ass. That's what you should have been doing
since I hired you." The boy kissed the man's ass like Buddy was
some kind of god. He pressed his young soft black lips on the white
man's behind and kissed it as though it were a rare diamond.

"Yeah, ghetto boys know who their master is." The boy bobbed his
head in the white man's ass crack as if he were feeding off of the
man's stains of suburban shit.  He kissed the man's ass like he was
paying homage to his basketball coach.

Buddy had the young nigger get up off his knees and drop his baggy
pants to the floor. He pulled down the boy's boxer shorts and fondled
the nigger's dick and balls, making the boy get hard again.

"Lemme teach you about the world, boy - you're nothing but a
slave. Your sex organs belong to me, got that?" The young black male
dutifully nodded. Buddy pulled on the young niggers long thick cock,
making the boy sigh and moan.

"Dance for me nigger. Show me you got rhythm. Dance for me while I
pull on your big black cock." The boy swayed from left to right, and
hopped from one foot to the other while the white man stroked his thick
dick.

Buddy laughed as the boy danced for him, his low-hanging nigger balls
slapped Buddy's hand while the man steadily stroked his servant's
dick. The feel of the white man's hand was too much for the boy. He
started firing spurts of cum in all directions around the room. Buddy
kept on stroking him.

"Yeah, atta boy. Just like a real nigger. Shoot that cum for me."
The black boy kept dancing and shooting as if he couldn't stop. The
boy was panting heavily but Buddy only stroked harder.

The boy seemed to be in pain because he fired so many loads of cum, but
Buddy kept stroking his nigger dick making him fire more jungle juice
and dance. Wave after wave of thick hot cum shot out of the black
boy's fertile balls. The smell of fresh teenage cum filled the
storage room.

When the boy seemed to be on the verge of collapsing, Buddy led him by
his dick to a stack of boxes. He pulled the young nigger by his long
black cock as though the boy were on a leash. His black body glistened
with sweat, and he bent over as if he was out of breath.

Buddy pushed the boy's limber black body down on the boxes and
started fucking the young nigger's naked ass. "Yeah, nigger -
take that white cock." Buddy humped the boy's ass mercilessly.

He held the slick-skinned naked nigger's firm body tight, while he
plowed into the boy's tight ass. Buddy's breath was hot and he
breathed heavily on the side of the black boy's smooth young face.
"Your manager wants to be a part of you so he can make you behave.
You think if you get some white cum in your ghetto ass you might learn
how to behave?"

The black boy as so exhausted he was like a rag doll in the man's
arms. He involuntarily nodded "yes" because the white man was
fucking his black ass so hard. The nigger boy flopped from side to
side, his ass shaking like jelly, while Buddy plowed into the boy's
ass like he was beast-fucking a sex doll.

"Your ass is mine, you young savage. Your ass is all mine." The
black boy groaned while he helplessly surrendered his ass to Buddy's
masterly white cock. Buddy pumped his dick in the nigger's black ass
so rapidly and so hard that the jungle bunny shook like he was having
another orgasm.

"Is this the way you niggers fuck in the ghetto? Is this what your
neighbors in the next apartment sound like when you lie awake at night,
masturbating yourself?" Buddy humped wildly on the nigger's ass
making the boy's body jerk violently.

"Can I be an honorary nigger? Am I horny enough to live in the
ghetto? Will you vouch for me to all the other niggers?" Buddy
didn't let up, but slammed his white cock in and out of ghetto
boy's sweaty black ass.

Suddenly Buddy let out a loud deep groan. His body started jerking in a
wild spasm. A thick river of white cum streamed out of the nigger's
black ass and down his smooth dark legs. Buddy sighed heavily and held
the black boy tight while he continued to pump hot white man cum into
the young nigger.

When he drained the last drop of cum out of his dick he let the boy
fall into the pile of boxes. The boy was naked and exhausted, his black
ass was slick with cum. Buddy pulled out a napkin and wiped himself
off. He threw the balled-up cum soaked napkin on the boy's
sweat-soaked black back.

Buddy had a new perspective on his job. As he pulled up his pants he
heard the ghetto boys, full of energy and bursting with life, running
around upstairs. They shouted, laughed loudly, and carried on. He
looked forward to working more night shifts in the future so he could
strip some of those honey-brown skinned boys naked and stuff their full
red lips with his cock. He wondered what the hair in their toasted
brown asses looked like.

Managing the night crew was never this much fun before. Buddy learned
something they had never taught him in business school. He would write
a whole new chapter in the manual on human resource management after
this experience.

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