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Subject: {ASSM} White Boy Takes Command (Revised)
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Date: Fri, 30 May 2008 00:10:01 -0400
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Teenaged 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 a university locker room:

Late one evening, after an intense workout in the gym, I found myself
unable to take my eyes off of a teenaged boy in shower. He carefully
soaped every curve of his smooth, muscular body, looking every bit
like a young Greek god as the purity of his white skin glistened in
the soapy water. My heart leapt as 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 empty locker room.

I buried my face in my hands, embarrassed by my spontaneous erection
in the shower 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 cock. Slowly my cock grew thicker and harder in my fist. I half-
closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I pumped my fist mindlessly
on my hardened cock, day dreaming about having that teenager's body
lying on top of me, forcefully pushing his throbbing white manhood
between my thighs; using my dark body to relieve his sexual tensions.

With eyes half-closed I felt a shadow covering my face. I jerked my
eyes open and nearly fell off of the wooden bench in embarrassment
when I saw that same white teenager standing in front of me,
completely naked, with smirk on his face. I swallowed hard and
stammered for something to say, but the words wouldn't come. The boy,
however, also remained silent. He wordlessly lifted his blood-gorged
throbbing red cock and directed it toward my mouth. He held it in
front of my thick black lips as if it were a microphone awaiting the
words of a speaker.

I tried to look away, but he grabbed the back of my head and pushed my
face toward his hardened cock. His throbbing white manhood slid
between my slightly opened lips. The shaft of his cock rested on my
tongue. I felt a surge of excitement. For the first time in my life I
had a dude's cock in my mouth; and it was a white boy's cock at that.
My dick was throbbing hard; it was straight at attention and slapping
my naval. Streams of precum slid down the shaft of my excited cock.
The white boy didn't waste any time waiting for me to catch on and
figure out what was expected of me. He held the back of my head and
began a steady thrusting movement in my mouth. The smell and taste of
his cock in my mouth made my whole body grow weak and obedient. His
blondish-brown pubes brushed against my eyes and nose. His throbbing
white cock head hit the back of my throat. His low-hanging teenaged
testicles gently slapped against my chin.

He sighed and groaned, thoroughly enjoying the use of my lips and
mouth to massage his needy manhood. Ashamed and embarrassed I sucked
the white boy's cock. It seemed so natural.

"Suck it," the teenager hissed, picking up the speed and forcefulness
of his thrusts. He tightened his grip on my head and forced his cock
deeper down my throat. I tasted the white flesh of his throbbing young
manhood as he leaked precum down my throat. I dutifully bobbed my head
on his hard cock; involuntarily massaging it with my lips and tongue.
He grunted a wordless reply of satisfaction.

He thrust deeper and deeper; harder and faster, humping my face. I
took in the musty smell of his sexuality. Suddenly aware of the shame
and humiliation of what I was doing I tried to pull away, but he
grabbed my head tighter and forced me to continue servicing his
teenaged need. "Where you going, nigga? Suck that big white cock. Suck
it good."

Although I felt guilty and ashamed I was helpless - unable to disobey
his masculine power. My own cock continued to throb against my belly
and spurt a steady stream of precum. Dutifully, obediently, I
submitted to the humiliation of his domination.

Again he picked up the pace and humped furiously. "Wrap those big
black lips around my dick and suck it. You like suckin' that cock,
don't cha, nigga?" I dumbly nodded my head in reply and sucked even
harder. 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 stomach rose and fell with
each heavy breath of ecstasy. I was transfixed by the soft boyish hair
on his smooth white skin. Out of the corners of my eyes I spied his
muscular teenaged forearms and the blue veins in his biceps. He held
my head steady and fucked my face. His youthful biceps flexed with
every thrust he made down my helpless and obedient throat. My thick,
moist black lips slid up and down the shaft of his throbbing white
pole. "Oh yeah, nigga. Suck it."

Once again he grunted with pleasure. His hairy white testicles slapped
the bottom of my chin. Suddenly his thick cock twitched and lurched
inside my mouth. It jerked with a series of short, wild spasms. Thick,
warm, salty liquid - smelling like bleach - shot in spurts and landed
heavily on my tongue and against the roof of my mouth. My impulse was
to pull away, but he held my face tightly against his pubes. I allowed
the thick spurts of his teenaged cum to slide down my throat, making
him a part of me. He continued to allow his dick to spurt jism down my
throat.

He sighed as he began to relax, "Yeahhhhhhhh."

Once again a wave of shame rushed over me as I realized how
unapologetically I had allowed that white boy to use me. He let the
last drops of cum to ooze from his softening cock head onto my tongue.
I blinked shamefully, waiting for my master to finish his business in
my mouth. He casually swabbed my mouth with his soft, thick cock,
cleaning it off, and then gently pushed me away. Thick strands of his
teenaged cum coated my lower lip and chin. Wordlessly, he covered his
softened cock with his towel and walked away; leaving me with my own
raging hard-on, in desperate need of attention.

Ashamed, but strangely aroused by the whole ordeal, I began
frantically stroking my cock and relive the experience that I had just
been through. The taste of the white boy was still inside of my mouth.
The smell of his pubes filled my nostrils. In my mind I could see the
boy's smooth white skin and pink nipples towering over me. I stroked
and stroked, harder and harder until I fired thick spurts of jism all
over my dark muscular body. There was no denying the power that that
white teenaged boy had over me.

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