Message-ID: <56288asstr$1184764202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: e9g2000prf.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: classic rider <classicrider14@excite.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1184738109.801368.99710@e9g2000prf.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2007 05:55:10 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 7.0; Windows NT 5.1; .NET CLR 1.1.4322),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: e9g2000prf.googlegroups.com; posting-host=141.151.189.133; posting-account=ps2QrAMAAAA6_jCuRt2JEIpn5Otqf_w0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2007 22:55:09 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Sneaking Peeks at the Boy's Basketball Team in the High School Locker Room (mm/humiliation) Lines: 117 Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2007 09:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/56288> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw Sneaking Peeks at the Boy's Basketball Team in the High School Locker Room This is an erotic memoir and it is not to be read by minors or people who are offended by explicit male-to-male sex, racially charged language, or high school erotica. Back in high school I used to sneak into the locker room after classes and hide in a dark space above lockers so that I could watch the boys basketball team as they stripped down to wash up, and later, as they dried off from the showers. For weeks on end I watched dark-skinned niggers with big jungle dicks that gushed cum strip naked or get dressed. Sometimes a boy would lag behind the others so he could beat himself off when he thought he was all alone - that's how I found out how much cum those horny nigger athletes could really shoot. They were shameless about it, too. The black boy cautiously looked around until he was satisfied that the locker room was empty. Then he pulled out his thick black cock and slowly stroked it. He leaned back on one of the lockers, his eyes fluttering, as he stroked himself harder and harder. That big nigger cock started to swell to several times its original size. I never realized a high school kid's cock could get that big. Finally he moaned and bucked on the bench, spewing his cum all over the place. Blotches of cum landed on the closed metal lockers, on the cement floor and all over his sweaty dark skin. His torso was covered with the thick white liquid. His fat nigger cock continued to pump into the air, even without him touching it and even though nothing more could come out of it. The teenaged nigger sat in a pool of his own thick cum juices; his nigger cock throbbed, still erect from its workout. Whenever this happened, and it always happed with different boys, I stroked along with them, from my hiding place - watching the explosion of white cum all over their dark bodies. Their cum shot straight up, like a geyser, and landed on their sweaty black abs and thighs. I could see why those niggers had so many babies, each with a different woman. When I was a senior I spied on a young freshman who had just made the basketball team. He was eager to please his teammates and uncertain that he could hold his place on the team. He stayed after all the boys had finished their shower and left the locker room. Alone, on the bench, he pulled his freshman cock out of his boxer shorts and started stroking. He lowered his shorts so that he could grab more of his thick black cock and revealed the biggest jungle nutts I had ever seen. For a fifteen-year old boy he certainly had tree-swinging nut sacks. They slapped the wooden bench while he stroked his fat cock. I snapped several pictures from my vantage point of the boy as he stroked. He was lost in sexual passion - breathing heavily while his coca brown body softly, rhythmically banged against the locker behind him, like the beat of a jazz drum. I found myself becoming more and more aroused, watching the young black boy's ashy elbows and knees quiver with delight as he pleasured himself. This was my opportunity. I was going to make the most of it. I crept down to where the boy was jacking; he still hadn't noticed me. I stood over him and cleared my throat, with my camera in my hand. The boy bolted upright, "What da fuck?" I smirked, "Yeah, that's just what your teammates are going to say when I show them these pictures - unless..." The boy eyed me with suspicion, "Unless wha' muthafucka?" "Unless you let me play with those big tropical jungle balls while you entertain me by jacking off." The boy looked sheepish but I said, "Look, either entertain me and let me feel your balls or the whole school is going to think you're a faggot for jacking off against your teammates' lockers. You think they'll still want you on the team when they see these nice pictures?" The boy sighed. I could see he was resigned to his fate. "Just relax and keep jacking. Don't mind me if a take a few more pictures while you work it." The boy's dark face flushed with embarrassment. He slowly stroked his cock again, getting it hard. I focused my camera on his nigger balls and quietly captured digital images of his hairy nuts. Once I could see the boy was getting into the rhythm of his self- stimulation again, I played the role of photo-shoot director and made him lay back on the wooden bench while I fondled his big nigger nuts. I couldn't believe the size of that boy's balls. They were soft and firm. Next thing I knew, I was sticking my face in his nutt sack, licking it to my heart's satisfaction. Then I stood away from him, putting my dark skinned prize into perspective - I had a naked nigger with his legs spread wide, exposing his nutts for me while he stroked his cock. It was like owning a slave and being able to make him do whatever I wanted. The sight of that boy sprawled on the bench, at my command, made me stroke my white cock harder. I got aggressive and pushed it against his lips, but he made a nasty face and wouldn't open his mouth. So I shot my load all over thick lips, his nose, and his cheeks. Some of my cum landed in his thick nappy hair. I laughed at my accomplishment, but he pouted like a humiliated pickenninny, making the scene all the more sexy and arousing. For years I couldn't get the sight out of my mind of my thick cum dripping down that black boy's face. I don't think he ever forgot that day either. These are the fond memories I have from high school. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+