NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. This story takes place in a student's senior year of high school.
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you!
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Over the next month, I learned a lot about how to be a proper black man. Andre taught me about something he called "Nigga Supremacy". He told me that it's the responsibility of all black men to breed as many babies as we can. I had seen firsthand the weakness and feebleness of white men, so when Andre told me that they didn't deserve to pass on their inferior genetics...I understood why. I learned what words like "honky" and "boy pussy" meant.
He even shared with me his dream that one day all white guys would have their dicks locked in tiny metal cages. Once the girls in school found out that I wanted to have sex now, they flocked to me in droves. I must have fucked at least 50 different girls in the past month alone. I look a page out of Andre's book and learned to be as rough as I possibly could be with them.
A couple of them had broken jaws, and most of them still aren't walking right. One day, as I was walking down the hallway, a middle aged man approached me and stood right in front of me. As I looked at his pasty white skin, I remembered everything that Andre had taught me. I felt nothing but hate and anger towards this man. He seemed to want something desperately, as he stammered at me impatiently.
"Um...kid...I think I need to talk to you. Could we speak somewhere private?" I could tell by all his fidgeting that he was clearly nervous about something.
"Yeah...whatever." I pointed over towards the janitor's storage room. As I closed the door behind us, he finally found the courage to speak up to me.
"Listen, kid. You got my little girl pregnant!" For some reason, the look of sadness and despair in his eyes made me so happy.
"I bet I did, old man. I've dumped my cum into dozens of bitches at this school so far."
"I told my daughter that this is unacceptable. I told her that she should have an abortion...but she said it's out of the question. Apparently she believes that it's a sin to kill a black baby...well...she didn't use the word 'black', but you know what I mean."
"I don't think I do know what you mean. Why don't you say the right word, honky?" I could tell that he was scared by the way I was talking to him. I couldn't believe it, but Andre was right! This middle aged man must have been a foot taller than me, and much more muscular...but just the sight of me made him cower and shake.
"She said...n-word baby..."
"I said say the fucking real word, bitch." I could see him literally trembling in fear now. I reached back my open palm, as if winding up to slap him. He covered his face in fear and said,
"Nigger! Fine...she said she loves nigger babies." I could see a look of pleasure and comfort come over his face. I remembered what Andre told me about that word. White boys get a natural sexual excitement when hearing or saying that word.
"Of course she loves nigga babies, you retard. She wants her children to grow up to be strong and powerful."
"But...but she's not ready to have a child yet. I tried to tell her to get an abortion...but she just spit in my face. I...I don't know what to do anymore." I squeezed my hand tight and threw it towards his face. Even though he was much bigger and taller than me, somehow my strength just overpowered him. My hand connected to his face, and he flew back against the wall with incredible force. I grabbed him by the throat and pulled him up to a kneeling position in front of me.
"If you ever talk about aborting a nigga again, I'll fucking kill you and rid the world of your inferior genes." He looked up at me with sad puppy dog eyes.
"I-I'm sorry...Please don't hurt me again. I didn't mean to offend you. I'll do anything you want."
"Anything I want? Hmm..." I realized that I hadn't fucked a whore for about 24 hours now. I would give anything to blow the giant load that had accumulated in my heavy nuts. "I think I've got a way that you can make me feel better. Why don't you see if you can suck this monster nigga cock better than your whore daughter can?" I grabbed at the noticeable bulge that was tearing at the seams of my jeans. I think he was intimidated when he noticed that my bulge couldn't even fit in my hand completely...hell, it wouldn't have even fit in both of hands together.
"But...I...I'm not gay. I don't do that." He said, without taking his eyes off my throbbing bulge the entire time.
"Of course you're gay, bitch. All white boys are. Some of them just don't realize it until they see their first REAL cock. You're used to seeing little pencil dicked white boys, huh? You've never seen a REAL man!" I unzipped my pants and reached in. I grabbed my huge rolled up slab of meat and pulled it outside of my fly. I let my soft coiled dick unravel and fall towards the floor. The trembling man just watched in awe as my flaccid cock unraveled all the way down to my knees and rested against the outside of my jeans.