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   Bitch Boy   
   by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)   
      
   ***   
      
   A teenage boy becomes the sexual toy for some mean   
   black thugs. (Mm, nc, rp, v, tor, huml, intr, orgy)   
      
   ***   
      
   "Hey, Bitch Boy, time to wake up!" The size thirteen   
   black foot kicked me and I caught a glimpse of the pink   
   underside as it snapped at my face. I opened my eyes   
   and felt the agony of pain course through my battered   
   body. The black man who stood before me was six foot   
   five inches tall and all muscle. He was stark naked and   
   his flaccid dick hung at least six and a half inches   
   over huge lemon sized balls that danced when he moved.   
      
   I had been huddled against the wall of the garage where   
   they had brought me. The nigger grabbed my ankle and   
   dragged me down onto my back. The pain in my ripped   
   asshole was numbing. Antoine and Darnell had fucked my   
   fifteen year old ass all night.   
      
   My face was battered from their punches and my lips   
   were swollen and cracked from sucking dick. I couldn't   
   talk anymore because my throat was fucked raw, and   
   quite frankly I was lucky to be alive after having two   
   foot long pricks shoved down my gullet for hours on   
   end.   
      
   "Open dat mouth, Bitch, time to give yo lazy ass some   
   breakfast!" Antoine laughed as he squatted over my   
   face. His huge sweaty nuts draped over my chin and his   
   fat flaccid penis flopped on my forehead. He slapped me   
   once, good and hard and I opened my mouth. I had   
   learned that much the previous night. He dragged his   
   limp dick across my face and shoved the head of it into   
   my open mouth. It was so thick, I had to open real   
   wide, like at the dentist. Then he let go with a   
   torrent of stinking yellow piss. My breakfast!   
      
   "Drink dat down twat face, den Darnell got sometin'   
   special fo you."   
      
   How had I ended up like this battered and abused in a   
   garage, bare assed naked at fifteen years of age? I'll   
   tell you. I have always been a rather small of build,   
   quiet boy. I am very shy around girls and awkward with   
   jocks. I never what know what to say at parties or   
   school functions. They call me pretty boy in a teasing   
   way, cause I guess I have a pretty face.   
      
   My body is slender, but rather naturally well built,   
   but as I say, small. But my fantasies are large.   
   Because I am shy, I let off most of my steam on the   
   internet, where I love to explore the most perverted,   
   kinky sites possible. I know this is a bad thing, but a   
   kid needs some whack off fun. I masturbate pretty much   
   all the time.   
      
   I sometimes fantasize about black dudes. I just love   
   their dark chocolate skin and their muscles and their   
   huge dicks and balls, but mostly its their attitude. I   
   love they way they don't let anyone shove them around.   
   I love how threatening they can be, even to teachers   
   and cops. They don't seem afraid of anything. So I love   
   to hang around and watch blacks.   
      
   So here I was on a day late in summer, just before   
   school was to start, wandering the streets in the black   
   part of town. Dangerous? I don't know, and I was so   
   horny, I didn't care. I never intended to really do   
   anything... just soak in the atmosphere so I could go   
   home and have a good long three hour jerk off session.   
   My parents were gone for the weekend.   
      
   Then a car pulled along side me and stopped, and   
   Antoine rolled down the window. He was so fucking   
   brutal looking in his white tank top and baseball cap   
   with the bill to one side. His nose was wide and his   
   lips were really thick and his eyes half hooded like he   
   was on drugs.   
      
   "Hey, white boy, what you doin' down here? You wanna   
   get your balls cut off? You best be careful, you hear   
   me? Don't want nothing to happen to that pretty face of   
   yo's." He sounded real friendly, like he really cared   
   about me. I felt heady and dizzy having such a stud   
   speak to me. He looked to be about twenty or twenty   
   one, and the guy driving the car was equally awesome.   
      
   "I'm just taking a walk. My rents are gone for the   
   weekend and so I am kinda on my own..." Now I know that   
   was a really stupid thing to say. Was it somehow   
   intentional? I don't even know any more. Was I asking   
   for what I got?   
      
   "Dis is too dangerous fo a pretty boy like you. Some of   
   da brothers take one look at dat pretty face of yo's   
   and dey gonna tear out dere pants with boners. Dey   
   gonna think you a girlie. My oh my, yo sure got a   
   pretty mouth. Dem's what we call cocksucker lips in da   
   hood. You know what cocksucker lips is?"   
      
   I stood there on the curb talking with them, feeling   
   all funny in my stomach. "Ah, yeah, I guess so...like a   
   girl who blows guys?"   
      
   "Yeah, right my man, a twat who sucks dick and gots   
   real nice full pouty lips... or a faggot... with a real   
   nice pouty mouth for sucking big black cocks and balls.   
   Dat's da kind of lips you got, pretty boy. So you best   
   be careful, or some nasty nigger goin to fuck that   
   face! You better let us drive you outta here safe and   
   sound."   
      
   Before I could say anything, the door opened and   
   Antoine stepped out of the car. Shit, I only came up to   
   his pecs. He was lanky and muscular at the same time.   
   He held out his hand to usher me to the car. I was like   
   in a trance or something. I got in and he followed. Now   
   I was trapped between two huge niggers. The smell in   
   the car was of nigger sweat and pot. The smell turned   
   me on, I have to admit.   
      
   These two beautiful animals on either side of me,   
   pressing against my little body. Darnell started to   
   drive, but he rested one large hand on my thigh, like   
   we were long time friends. Antoine slung one arm around   
   my shoulder, and his naked hairy stinking armpit was   
   right next to my face.   
      
   "Fuck, I sho is horny. I ain't fucked nothing since I   
   fucked my girlfriend last night. Ripped her a new   
   asshole and pussy! But now I horny again."   
      
   Darnell snorted. "Sho you ripped her a new pussy and   
   asshole... tell this little white boy dat yo girlfriend   
   dis week is yo ten year old sister!"   
      
   They both thought that was terribly funny and laughed   
   like mad men.   
      
   "Shit, she gotta start sometime. Da black boys is   
   lining up to fuck her at school... time she stop teasin   
   all dat dick. And start taking it. Yo got a girlfriend,   
   white boy?" His fingers started to rub my naked neck.   
   He kneaded and stroked my neck like I was his   
   girlfriend or something.   
      
   "Ah... not a steady one...I mean, I play around..." I   
   didn't sound very convincing. My eyes traveled down in   
   amazement to the huge lumps in the jeans of both black   
   dudes. They were unbelievable lumps... gigantic bulges.   
      
   "What you looking at white boy... you looking at our   
   nigger dicks? You never seen a lump like dat?" Antoine   
   laughed and slid his hand in the neck of my tee shirt   
   so he could rub my chest. His thick black fingers   
   started to play with my nipple. I got really scared   
   then. It was then that I knew what they had in mind.   
      
   "You don't got too many muscles do you, you chest all   
   soft like a nine year old slut."   
      
   "I swim, but I don't work out or anything... " I tried   
      
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