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Subject: {ASSM} A White Boy Takes Command
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Date: Wed, 28 May 2008 19:10:02 -0400
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White Boy Takes Command

The following story is a work of fiction for erotic entertainment
purposes only. It contains graphic sexuality. It is not intended to be
read by minors. Anyone who believes they might be offended by this
story should find something else to read.

A black college freshman told me the following story about a
surprising encounter he experienced in university locker room one day:

One evening, after an intense workout in the gym, I found myself
unable to take my eyes off of a teenaged white boy in shower. He
carefully soaped every curve of his smooth, muscular body, looking
every bit like a young Greek god.

I felt my dark cock rising between my legs. I grabbed my towel, to
conceal my rising manhood, and rushed from the showers into the locker
room.

I waited for a few moments. Satisfied that there was no one else
around I dried myself off and began to slowly stroke my thick black
cock. I must have been enjoying the sensation too much because, with
my eyes half-closed, I didn't notice that the boy in the shower was
standing in front of me.

When I opened my eyes I found myself staring into his big, hard white
cock which was jutting in my face.

"Suck it," the teenager hissed. He grabbed the back of my head pulling
me forward. His cock slid through my lips. I tasted the white flesh of
his throbbing young manhood inside of my mouth.

I dutifully bobbed my head on that white boy's hard cock; massaging it
with my lips and tongue. He grunted a wordless reply of satisfaction.
Then he whispered, "yeah, atta boy. Suck that cock."

He thrust himself deeper inside my mouth, humping my face. His brown-
blond pubes pressed against my nose and eyes. I took in the musty
smell of his sexuality. He spurted a few drops of salty pre-cum on my
tongue.

I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my head tighter and forced me to
continue servicing his teenaged cock.

"Suck that dick, nigga."

I felt ashamed. The thought crossed my mind that this white teenaged
boy was using me; insulting me. I felt helpless - unable to disobey
his masculine power. I realized that my own cock was growing hard
inside my pants as I submitted to the humiliation of his domination.

He picked up the pace and humped more furiously. "Wrap those big lips
around my dick. Yeah. You like suckin' that white cock, huh?"

I swallowed with shame. The boy's firm thighs beat against the sides
of my face. His throbbing cock probed the depths of my throat. I
nearly choked on his invading manhood.

I looked up at him. A soft trail of blondish-brown hair extended from
his pubes to his belly button. The boy's smooth white stomach rose and
fell with each heavy breath of ecstasy.

Out of the corners of my eyes I spied his smooth muscular forearms. He
held my head steady in order to fuck my face. I glanced at the blue
veins of the mounds of his biceps, which flexed with every thrust he
made down my throat.

My moist black lips slid up and down his throbbing white pole - giving
him pleasure; making him moan.

He grunted once again with pleasure. His hairy white testicles slapped
the bottom of my chin. I felt his thick cock twitch inside my mouth.

Suddenly it jerked with a series of short, wild spasms. Thick, salty,
liquid - smelling like bleach - shot in spurts and landed heavily on
my tongue and against the roof of my mouth.

The teenaged boy let out a loud sigh, "Ohhhhhhhhh."

His hands clutched my head tight, not letting me escape. More spurts
of the heavy liquid landed on my tongue. He pressed my face against
his pubes.

A wave of shame rushed over me as I realized how unapologetically he
was using me. He held me until the last spurts of his cum fell on my
tongue.

He let out a deep sigh, "Yeahhhhhhhh." He slowly pulled his now-limp
cock from my mouth. Thick strands of his cum coated my lower lip and
chin.

Wordlessly, he tucked his cock back inside his boxer shorts and walked
away; leaving me with my own raging cock, in need of attention.

There was no doubt that I had met my master.

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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