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“How dat dick taste, faggot?” the guard yelled. “Is you gonna cry, whiteboi?”
The seven-foot monster’s hips churned with violent thrusts. His sweaty black nuts slapped Alex’s chin. Strings of slobber and mascara-tinted tears mingled atop the black shaft. Alex struggled to breathe. The guard’s huge hands grabbed his head and pink-and-blue wig, pulling Alex harder onto the throbbing pole.
“Hol’ up, lemme have dis bitch fo’ a minute,” Jamal said.
He pulled his pants down to his ankles. They bunched around his combat boots. Jamal’s legs were muscular, rippling with power. His hard black cock dripped with Alex’s slobber, and he turned around and bent at the waist. His powerful black buttocks came into view: chiseled, muscular haunches.
“It’s my muhfuckin’ berffday,” Jamal said. “You gon’ toss my muhfuckin’ salad, you colonizer FAGGOT.”
The guards pushed Alex’s sissy face into Jamal’s beautiful black ass. Jamal’s nuts hung low, and he jerked his cock as Alex’s face dove deep between his ebony cheeks. Alex, senses exploding on ganjala, disappeared into a realm of delicious flavor. He rimmed Jamal with his tender sissy tongue, drinking in the musk of a real man, his sexual superior.
“Dat’s rite,” one guard groaned, shoving Alex’s face deeper into paradise. “Git yo face in dat ASS, faggot. ALL UP IN DAT ASS.”
Alex rimmed and tongue-fucked Jamal’s hole, savoring the taste of a prime alpha bull. He dropped down and sucked his gorgeous black nuts. He felt them quiver in his mouth, the breeze tickling them in the night air. Then back up into his ass again, desperate to please him.
“Dis how da world work now, whiteboi,” Jamal said, breathing heavily, luxuriating in Alex’s tongue. “You nuffin’ but slaves, bitch. You gon’ serve us til’ you bred out. History books gonna’ say, dis is how whitebois ended: eatin’ black ass while dey women havin’ black babies.”
Alex was crying. He wasn’t sure if they were tears of rage, trauma, sadness, or shell-shock. These black kings had broken him. He wept openly as he ate Jamal’s sweet black ass. The taste lingered in his mouth, and it drove him wild. His little clitty engorged further, filling his tiny cock cage, as he licked a long slobbery trail up from Jamal’s nuts to his asshole and back again.
“Git dat tongue deep in dat ass, faggot. Dis what a KANG taste like,” Jamal beat his huge cock faster.
The guards played with Alex’s soft white ass. They fondled themselves with one hand, and fondled Alex’s asshole and little pink balls with the other. Every sensation was new, overwhelming, and dangerous to Alex. He’d spent his entire life locked in chastity, and this brutal awakening sent every nerve on edge. When he was a boy, he imagined his first sexual encounter being with a pretty, sweet blonde girl: someone like Kaylee. He had no idea he’d be used as a fuck-rag for big black slavemasters.
“Git dat tongue in dere!” the guard yelled.
They forced Alex even deeper. Alex stiffened his wet tongue, making it as long as he could, and he snaked it into Jamal’s ass, tongue-fucking with rhythmic passion. The guards’ grabbed his head and shoved him between Jamal’s black cheeks. In and out, in and out, Alex tongue-fucked his master as his little clit dripped dainty droplets of precum in its cage.
Jamal loved it. Alex reached his sissy hand up and jerked Jamal off as he tongue-fucked his black master. His tongue and his tugs worked in rhythm, and Jamal’s eyes rolled up into his head as his whiteboi supplicant edged him closer to orgasm. When Jamal got close, he pulled away, riding the edge of ecstasy like a pro.
