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Subject: {ASSM} American Boyz III: A Tale of Friendship (mm/force/slurs)
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Date: Tue, 09 May 2006 08:10:01 -0400
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This is a work of fiction. It is not intended for minors. This work
includes force, homosexuality and racial slurs. If you are offended by
this kind of fantasy, please search for something else to read.

The coach paced back and forth across the gym like a caged restless
panther. He ran his hands through his thick blond hair as he eyed his
young basketball team in practice, taking shots and blocking one
another.

He seemed deep in thought and his face flashed red. He sharply blew his
whistle. The boys quickly circled around him to find out what he
wanted.

"Kwasninski, Henning, O'Malley, DuPonte - to the showers with
you. You're through for practice today. The rest of you stay here.
I've got a little something to say to you."

The four boys singled out for showers hesitated. The coached waved his
hand at them, "I said you're dismissed - shu, shu - hit the
showers NOW!"

The four grumbled and sulked down the stairs to the locker room,
followed by the sound of muffled laughter and taunting shouts of
"bye-bye white boys, see ya" from the rest of the team.

Kwasninski turned to Henning, "Yeah, you notice - he sends only the
white guys to showers early while he gives extra time to the Niggers.
What the fuck is that?"

Henning nodded in agreement, "Yeah, they've even got affirmative
action on the basketball court - that really sucks, man." One of
the other two boys grunted "yeah, pisses me off."

Meanwhile, in the gym, the rest of the team - all the black players
- stood slouching around the coach. They snickered with pride at
being singled out for special attention. This only confirmed their
superiority as athletes over the white boys.

That feeling of superiority wasn't to last for long.

The coach's cool blue eyes bore in on them, his words were clipped
and tight. "I've heard some disturbing news about an incident that
occurred not to far from our school grounds. It seems a tribe of horny
Negro basketball players raped an innocent white student on his way
home yesterday. Anybody have any ideas who might have been involved in
this?"

The boys froze in place. A boy in the front, with thick nappy hair that
is usually braided in cornrows, swallowed hard.

The coach continued to pace back and forth.

"It's my unhappy duty to keep you boys in line. People don't
appreciate how hard it is to teach a bunch of tough young nigger boys
how to behave. They think it's easy to deal with your attitude
problems - they don't have a clue, do they Lamont?"

The boy in front looked like he'd just swallowed a frog. His eyes
grew big with fright. He dropped his head and stared at the floor,
"N-no sir."

The coach walked over to him, "But you're going show them it can be
done, aren't you? You're gonna show the world that a Nigger knows
his place and can have the right attitude if he really wants to,
aren't you, Lamont? You're gonna show them how it's done!"

Before Lamont could answer, the coach grabbed a fistful of the boy's
nappy hair and pushed his face down so that it was eye-level to the
man's crotch.

The boy instinctively fell to his knees in front of the white man while
the coach slowly unzipped his fly.

"Yeah, Nigger - you're going to show them how it's done!"

The coach pulled out his thick white cock and rubbed it all over the
black boy's face. The coach's dick started to thicken as he rubbed
it over the boy's smooth black skin and across his thick lips.

"Kiss my white cock, Nigger. Kiss my white cock while all of your
homeboys watch and learn a lesson humility."

The frightened lanky young basketball player didn't seem to know what
he should do. He looked around as if he were trying to find a way out.
The coach tugged on his nappy hair, forcing the boy's mouth to open,
and plopped his thick white penis between the boy's black lips.

The coach looked up, his steely blue eyes gleaming, and ordered all the
other colored boys to pull their gym trunks down to their knees and
stroke their big Nigger dicks while they watched their homeboy suck on
a white man's cock.

The black boys did as they were ordered. They made a semi-circle of
long sweaty black cocks around the coach and the young player who was
on his knees. The boy serviced the white man's cock and the boys
tugged on their long black penises.

The coach's thick white cock grew hard in the young Nigger's mouth.
"Suck on that dick you black coon. Suck on that dick and learn some
manners."

The black boy dutifully sucked on his white coach's hard cock. He
bobbed his head up and down on that superior white fuck meat.

"Suck that white manhood, Nigger. Sucking white men's cum is the
only way you're going get any sense inside your head."

The boy nodded appreciatively and sucked harder on the man's thick
cock. The coach forced his dick deep inside the black boy's throat.
The young Nigger couldn't resist him.

Suddenly all his usual loud talk and cocky behavior on the street
corner couldn't help him now. He was down on his knees, servicing a
white man's cock and getting a long-needed attitude adjustment.

The boy's Nigger dick jutted out in his gym trunks. Deep down inside
he knew this was something he needed. There was something about being
forced to service a white man's dick that seemed to get him aroused.
He grabbed the coach's thighs and nursed on the man's hard white
fuck pole.

He felt a wave of excitement in being allowed to service a white
man's sexual appetite.

"Yeah, suck it Nigger - suck it. Use those Aunt Jamima lips on your
massa's hard white cock."

The white man thrust his dick in and out of the black boy's mouth,
making a wet slurping sound. The boy swallowed hard as the man's dick
pushed deep inside his throat so that his lips brushed against the
coach's hairy white balls.

The other Nigger boys were embarrassed and impressed. One boy whispered
loudly, "Dayum, dat coach sho nuff knows to kept a Nigga in line."
The other Negroes nodded in agreement, "Yep, he sho nuff do." They
frantically pumped their tight black fists on their hardened Nigger
dicks, unable to take their eyes off of the action.

The boy on his knees licked the man's testicles like he was shining a
white man's boots with his tongue.

"Yeah, use your tongue on those balls, Nigger. Use your tongue on the
balls that shoot cum into your black slave mama."

The black boy lapped up the white man's balls. His young Nigger mouth
was filled with testicular sweat.

The white man glared down at the boy on his knees, "You like that
master race cock in your mouth, black boy? You like sucking on your
master's white cock?"

All the boy could do was mumble "Sho nuff," he slurped the thick
hard shaft of the white man's dick.

The coach grabbed the boy's nappy hair and forced his cock deeper,
rubbing it up and down, and back and forth in circles in the black
boy's lips. The white man grunted his appreciation at being serviced
by the young black slave.

The young basketball player breathed in the white man's pubes and
couldn't help being thrilled and embarrassed about being used to fill
a white man's sexual needs. The humiliating thought of being down on
his knees and used like a little Nigger slave made the boy ejaculate a
stream of precum in his gym shorts.

The white man pumped his dick in and out of the black boy's mouth.
The Nigger's half-naked young homeboys, who were circled around the
display of white domination and black submission, couldn't contain
themselves. They chanted and screamed, "Suck dat white man's dick;
yeah, fuck dat Nigga in he mouf; meke dat Nigga serve he massa!"

The Niggers whooped and hollered, loving the opportunity to see the
truth played out right in front of them.

The coach's face was red. His blond hair was askew, as he forced the
young Nigger's nappy head up and down on his hard white cock. The
coach stood on the balls of his feet, trusting his thighs against the
black boy's face. The young Nigger choked and gagged as he swallowed
the white man's prick. A long stream of saliva drooled from the
conquered Nigger boy's mouth and dangled wildly in the air.

The black boys lost control. They let out loud grunts and groans as
they fired their cum onto the floor of the gym. Nigger cum flew
everywhere, much of it splashing on each other's silky basketball
uniforms, in thick creamy blotches.

Now it was the coach's turn to cum. He couldn't hold back any
longer once the smell of fresh young teenage Nigger boy jizz filled the
air of the gym. He shot thick globs of cum down the defeated black
boy's throat. The boy gulped load after load of white man cum like he
was drinking a quart of Gatorade.

The white man's body jerked with each spasm of cum fired from his
hard hot fuck rod, "Take that cum, Nigger. Take that white master cum
you helpless black slave."

The black boy couldn't contain himself. He eagerly sucked the man's
dick dry, hoping to get as much fresh master race seed inside of his
young Nigger body as he could. He knew how badly his people needed to
be tamed.

The Nigger boy's hard black cock twitched involuntarily inside his
trunks and fired blotches of fresh young cum in his under shorts. The
boy's jungle cum ran down his smooth black thighs until it formed a
puddle on the floor at his knees.

He kept servicing the white man's dick. Licking it thoroughly;
cleaning it up.

The coach rubbed the Nigger's nappy head as the black boy cleaned his
white cock, "yeah, that's it Nigger, clean me up good."

When the Niggers on the basketball team were all out of their seed, the
coach pulled his dick out of the colored boy's mouth and put his
pants back on. He let them know he was through with them for now.

"I hope you Niggers learned your lesson. I hope you know where you
belong. I don't want to see anymore attitude problems out of you -
if I do, you know how we're going to have to correct it."

The young Niggers pulled their gym trunks back up and dropped their
heads in humiliation. It seems they finally got it through their thick
skulls who their boss was. They sighed with relief in the knowledge
that at least their ordeal was over for the time being. They turned to
hit the showers so they could try to forget the whole embarrassing
experience.

But if they thought they were out of jungle, so to speak, they would
soon learn differently. As they approached the stairwell leading to
locker room they found their way blocked by the four white guys who had
been dismissed earlier.

Now these boys were standing in the Nigger boys' way, arms folded and
bursting with white pride at what they had just witnessed. And, you
know, a little extra training in humility never hurt a group of colored
boys.

The young Niggers tried to conceal their alarm as the white boys
smirked and nodded in affirmation that the fun had only just begun.

(to be continued)

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