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Subject: {ASSM} Sneaking Peeks at the Boy's Basketball Team in the High School Locker Room (mm/humiliation)
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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.
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