Rightful Retrieval
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Taking my rightful place
From the time we are small boys we are convinced the measure of a man is how big his penis is. Is it any wonder then, that a white boy who is exposed to a Black boys penis feels inferior to that Black boy from the start. I know it’s always been that way for me. I grew up in an area with a limited number of Black people, but the Black boys in school were stronger, more aggressive, better athletes, and much better endowed than the white boys. As I got older and, into high school, I had my girlfriend stolen right out from under me by one of the large Black boys. I was furious, but dared not say anything.
I grew up, got a job, got married, and lived a pretty normal life, but I always had feels of inferiority when ever I was around a muscular, Black man. One night, while driving home from a late night at work, I was approaching an adult book store that I knew was frequented by, primarily Black men. It was like a magnet was drawing into the parking lot. Somehow my feelings of inferiority was manifesting themselves into a need to service a Black man sexually.
As I walked into the main area to buy some tokens for the movie rooms, I noticed only one other white man and, about 8 or 9 Black men. I had heard that the movie rooms in this place had glory holes and I thought that would be a way of testing these feelings on my terms. If, while I was in there watching a XXX movie, a Black cock was to come through the hole, I would be able to chicken out if I wanted. Maybe I would just touch it. I certainly wouldn’t put in my mouth, but maybe I would stroke it to see how big I could get it.
I no longer put the first token in the slot when, sure enough, a semi-hard, large Black cock slipped through the hole in the wall. I just stared at it for a couple minutes, then reached down to touch it. I could feel it’s strength as it twitched from my touch. I slowly wrapped my fingers around it and slowly started to stroke it. It rapidly grew in my hand. Suddenly I started to get scared. I had never touched another man’s cock before. I could feel the power in this large, Black cock and those feelings of inferiority became overpowering. I removed my hand and stared at the movie screen for a minute. What was I doing? I was not homosexual. I was about to leave when the door of my stall opened and a large Black man stepped inside and shut the door again.
?What the fuck you think you’re doing white boi?? I knew right away, this was the Black man I was stroking. When I stopped he got pissed and came in to my stall.
?I’m sorry,? I said, ?this is a mistake. I’m not gay. I just want to go home.? He looked down on me. I could see the anger in his face. ?Please,? I was starting to beg, ?please let me out, I just want to go home.?
?Oh you do,? he said in a low commanding voice, ?you’re not going anywhere until you finish what you started white boi. Get on your knees and pull my pants down. I’m going to fuck your mouth and teach you not to fool with my cock, boi, unless you intend to finish the job.? Suddenly those feelings of inferiority mixed with just plain fear. He was, at least, 6 inches taller than me, and a lot more muscular. I was trapped. This wasn’t the plan. I figured I’d stoke a Black cock to see what it would be like then leave and go home. Now I was being forced to my knees and knew I would have a Black cock in my mouth in just a few more seconds. The large, Black man in front of me put his hand on my shoulder and, with no trouble at all, pushed me to my knees. Then started to squeeze the side of my neck. I grimaced at the pain and reached for his zipper. I undid his belt next and pulled his pants to his knees. I was shocked at seeing the bulge in his shorts. I had never seen it from this close before. He squeezed harder and I pulled down his shorts freeing a monster Black cock. I slightly opened my mouth and slowly brought it closer to this Black man’s superiority. I felt the man grab a hold of my hair in the back of my head and pull it forward. I felt the gigantic cock push past my lips and force it’s way to the back of my throat. I coughed and gagged to his amusement. I could feel his cock getting even bigger and harder. It felt a piece of steel in my mouth. He fucked my mouth for, what seemed like hours, but I’m sure was only several minutes. Suddenly I felt his thick, bitter cum splashing against the back of my throat. I couldn’t believe it. I sucked a man’s cock and was about to swallow his cum. I terrible feeling of shame washed over me. He gushed and gushed his man juice into my mouth and, just when I thought he was all done, pulled out and finished by squirting the last of the thick, creamy spunk, all over my face. I could feel it dripping from my hair, my eyes, and from my mouth.
?See there white boi, I knew you do it if you put your mind to it,? he said sarcastically. He took his hand off my head and grabbed me back the back of my collar and lifted me up. I sheepishly looked up into his eyes. ?That wasn’t too bad, boi, I just might take you home with me.? My mind was spinning. I couldn’t go home with him, I had a home of my own I had to get to. My wife would be waiting for me. I told him that and he just laughed. ?Your wife,? he blustered, ?now how in the hell can a little, white, sissy, boi like you have a wife.? With that he reached for the door and opened it before I could even clean my face. He pulled me by the back of my collar and walked me into the hall with other Black men wandering around. ?Hey,? he called out. The other Black men looked in our direction. ?This little white faggot just gave me a real nice blow job, should I take him home with me, or let him go home to his wife.? I had never felt so humiliated in my life. Here I was with this Black man’s cum all over my face in a public area.
?Hey man,? said one of the other Black men, ?I have an idea. Make him give us all blow jobs, then we’ll take a vote.? I could see the smile on the face of man holding me.
?Hey man, that’s a great idea.? He walked me into a corner of the hall behind one of the stalls. ?Here’s as good a place as any,? he said. He pushed me back into the corner. ?You got too many clothes on though, boi. Take off your clothes and get on your knees.? I knew I had no chance of getting out of here without obeying. Tears started to well up in my eyes as I slowly removed my clothes. I stood in the corner in nothing but my jockey’s. When I didn’t get them off fast enough my better Black man reached out and ripped them from me in one hard pull. I almost fell down from the force. My own cock was completely flaccid and tiny by comparison. The group of Black men standing around me had a good laugh. ?Come on, come on,? said my tormentor, ?get on your knees, let’s get this show on the road.? As I started to get down sobbing started to accompany the tears that have now, started to roll down my cheeks. ?Ah look, I was going to dress him as my bitch, but maybe I should just diaper him.? Everyone laughed. What did he mean, dress me as his bitch, I wondered.
The first Black man walked up and stood in front of me. I already knew what was expected of me so I pulled his zipper down and released his massive Black cock. I closed my eyes as I open my mouth to accept my second cock of the night. After a good 10 minutes, or so, the Black man unleashed with gobs and gobs of thick, Black man’s cum. The next man already had his cock in his hand when he approached. One by one I was forced to suck their powerful, Black cocks. Some would deposit their man juice in my mouth and some would shoot it all over my face. When I was finally done with the last Black man I was a mess, my faced caked with thick cum. As I looked for the Black man who originated this gang bang I was petrified. He stood a couple of feet from me with my wallet in one hand and my camera phone in the other. He had used my own camera to take pictures of me sucking all those Black cocks and now was taking a close up of my face. With one move of his thumb he could send those pictures to everyone on my contact list. How did this all happen. How am I going to get myself out of this fix. Now my tall, Black persecutor was going through my wallet and pulling out my credit cards.
?How much money you still got on these credit cards,? he said. He had all three cards in his hand. I knew there was probably a good $6000 I could charge between the three of them, but I didn’t want to tell him that. Do I take a chance and lie to him. If I did and he caught me in a lie, what would he do? I was too scared to lie. I told him the truth. A big smile came over his face for the first time tonight. ?Six thousand bucks, hah, that’s good, we can do a lot with that.? He looked up at the 10 or 12 guys I had just satisfied orally. ?So what do you say, should I let him go or keep him as my slut.? My heart sank as, one by one, the men voted that he keep me as his slut. ?It’s settled then,? he directed himself at me still on my knees, ?sorry boi, the votes been counted and it’s unanimous, I’m going to turn your little ass into my sissy whore.?
?I?.I?.I?can’t, I got to get home, I have a wife and daughter, you can’t do this to me.? I was getting hysterical. The tears were now free flowing. Were they just kidding? I couldn’t tell, but something told me they meant what they said.
?A wife and daughter, hah, how old is your daughter??
?She’s 16.?
?Just right,? he said with a smile, ?We’ll turn em both into whores too.? My God, what do I do! I just came in here to satisfy a curiosity of mine. All I wanted to do was touch a Black man’s penis and now I’m trapped by a gang of Black men. They can’t do this, there are laws in this country. They’ll never get away with this, I thought.
?OK, boi, from now on you’re just plain, Cunt. You can call me, Master. In fact, you will call every Black man, Master, from now on. He turned and looked at the others. ?Watch him for a few minutes while test out one of these credit cards.?
?Sure,? one the guys said, ?you mind if we keep him busy while you’re gone??
?Not all, just don’t ass fuck him, that’s my cherry to break.? They chuckled and assured him no one would fuck me in the ass as my new Master walked up the hall to the front of the place where I saw an assortment of bondage equipment when I walked in. My mind was in absolute turmoil as I found myself confronted the group of Black men all sporting brand new hard-ons. It was a replay of just a little while ago except none of the guys came as easily as before. I was working on my fourth Black cock when my Master came back down the hall. I really started to panic when I saw what he had in his hands. He had a large, thick, leather dog collar with large spikes and a leather leash. I had read enough erotica to know what they were for. He also had a plastic bag that was bulging out at the seems with, who knows what.
My Master now had my wallet with my address and all my identification, my cell phone with all my personal and business contacts, and the keys to my car. Somehow, I thought, this was just a bad dream, I’m going to wake up any minute and everything will be normal again. I lost that thought when I felt Master putting the collar around my neck and locking it into place with a small padlock. I heard him click the end of the leash to the collar and I was ordered to stand up.
?Okay guys, Cunt and I are going to the tattoo parlor next door. I figure we’ll be there most of the night and I’ll need another day to train him, but Saturday night I want you all to come over to my place for whore party. I can guaranty Cunt here will be there and, if things go right, Cunt’s old lady and 16 year old daughter will be there too.
To be continued????.
Mei
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