White Sucs Blac (senior Ditch 3)

If stories about dominant black men turning straight white men and their families into cocksucking sex slaves offend you, then try reading some other story. If you are looking for loving relationships between men, try the gay romance section; this story isn't it. If you don't like bisexuality, father-son incest, lots of facial cum or the occasional golden shower, this is not the story for you. If degrading sex and over-the-top racial stereotypes offend you, stop reading now. All characters are over 18. This is all pure fantasy, none of this is real; do not attempt this at home. And of course, in real life, always practice safe sex (or better yet, maybe just jerk off to these stories and nobody gets hurt.)

White Sucks Black, Black Sucks White (Senior Ditch Day) Part 3

Not surprisingly, I had a hard time concentrating in class, nor did I do so hot during track practice. I couldn't get the images of my mom and dad being fucked by Black men out of my mind. The fact that my mother was now a whore (despite her PhD) and my dad a cocksucking male slut (despite his law degree) weighed heavily on my mind.

Anyway, after track practice, I was showering along with the rest of the seniors on the team. Although there were about ten naked white boys taking a shower, standard male decorum dictated that you didn't look directly at anyone. This was a good thing, because the images of my parents being fucked by black cocks, was making my own dick pretty hard. I made sure I was using the shower farthest from the entry, and stayed facing the shower so no one could see my semi-erect cock.

Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Darren and Daryl coming into the shower. It wasn't football season so I hadn't expected them to be there. Both of them were completely naked, and it seemed they were actually showing off their large dicks for the white boys in the shower. Despite my best efforts, my dick immediately sprang to full attention. These were the dicks that had fucked my dad. I still don't know why I found that so stimulating, but my dick was as hard as it had ever been, and what a ridiculously embarrassing position to be in. A dozen other white boys, two Black boys, and I'm the one with the raging boner, although I can't say I looked closely at the other white boys. If I had, I would have noticed that several of them were making efforts to keep their genitals out of view.

The two Black brothers brazenly walked up to where I was showering and took a position behind and on both sides of me, flagrantly violating my personal space, and essentially pinning me to the shower post. Then, loud enough for the whole shower room to hear, Daryl said, "Someone said you wanted to suck our cocks." The shower room suddenly went silent, like the old E.F. Hutton commercial, and a number of the white boys looked in my direction.

"Well, someone was wrong," I responded. Based on what I heard yesterday, I was expecting them to tell me how they had fucked my dad, to see my reaction. I was resolved to deny it to them.

"Then why are you afraid to turn around and face us. I bet your dick is saying you want to suck us." There was no question my dick was making a statement, but not sure about what.

"I'm trying to shower here, guys," I said trying to be cool about it, but noticing most of the other white boys in the shower were making a quick exit.

"Turn around whitey," Daryl said in a menacing tone with an implied, "or we will kick your ass." I was a pretty good athlete, but no way I could take the two of them, and at the rate the other white boys were fleeing, I wouldn't be getting much help. I felt so vulnerable completely naked. So I did as ordered.

Then Darren turned his head and ordered, "Hey you white boys. No one said you could leave. Get back here. You might learn something." Two of the more alert white boys had made their escape, but the other ten remained transfixed by Darren's command, which I suppose didn't speak well of the courage of the group.

At the same time Daryl said, looking at my fully erect dick. "Well, look what we have here. I knew it."

"Everybody see this?" said Darren, now pointing at my cock. I about died of abject humiliation, as I knew a number of the other white boys, all seniors on the same track team, were looking at my exposed hard-on. If I hadn't been focused on the two Black boys who were only inches away, I might have noticed that a number of the white boys, maybe most of them, were cowering behind their shower posts desperately trying to conceal their own rapidly growing erections.

"Don't worry Jeff, we have that effect on a lot of white boys."

"It's, It's not what you think," I stammered.

"We're sure it's what we think. You white boys all react the same. All of you."

"Yeah, we've had lots of white boys suck our dicks. In this school too. Some of them in this shower. Isn't that right boys?" The white boys all hoped the question was rhetorical.

"Well I'm not one of them," I said trying to act tough.

"We think you are. Your dick says you are."

"I'm not gay."

"What's gay got to do with it? You're white."

"What's white got to do with it?" I responded.

"Because all white men are cocksuckers and sooner or later all white men will suck black cock. It's a matter of when, not if."

"That's B.S."

"Really, most of the boys in this shower have sucked our cocks," which caused a number of the naked white boys in the shower to look around to see who else might be sucking black cock, besides them. "All of those over 18, of course." I'd heard the rumors about white boys sucking off the Jefferson boys, and the few other Black kids in the school but I hadn't believed it. Now I was wondering if I was the only kid over 18 who hadn't had a black cock in his mouth. Yet.

"You heard that right. White boys been dropping like flies to suck our dicks. That's why God made white boys, to suck black cock."

"And take it up the ass. Don't forget up the ass."

I knew these statements to be outrageously false, or at least the reason God made white boys.

"Get on your knees, white boy."

I hesitated. Were they going to make me suck them off right here in the shower? Right out in the open in front of my other teammates? My knees actually started to get weak. I was like in a trance, not believing I was actually going down. It seemed like slow motion, but there I was, down on my knees at eye level with two huge black cocks, that were now hard, inches from my face, and a few of the white boys staring wide-eyed. What could be more humiliating? Oh, and I was still hard too.

"That's it white boy. That's where you belong. That's where all white boys belong."

"Take a good look at this dick, white boy. Tell me you don't want to suck it!" His monster black dick was only about an inch from my lips. Then a second black dick approached from the other side, so I had two black cocks practically touching my face.

"In fact, tell me you want to suck it. I want to hear you beg for it white boy."

"Yeah, do what comes natural for all you white boys. We know you want to suck both of us. Beg for it. Just like your father did."

There it was, a moment of truth. I knew for a fact that my father had sucked both of them off. He'd taken both of them up his ass, and their cum and piss on his face. I nearly blew a load just thinking about it. I couldn't admit that I had seen them, so I had to pretend to uphold the honor of my father and my family.

"No way!" I sputtered, worried that if I opened my mouth too much, one of them would stuff a cock in it. "My dad would not have done that." This statement provoked a snicker from the Black brothers.

"Actually, my cock his been in your father's mouth, and in his ass."

"Mine too, in his mouth and ass, and back to his mouth."

"You're lying!"

"No, actually we both fucked your dad in his mouth and ass at the same time. Then we covered his face in our cum, and then pissed on it. You know this is true."

"No, you're lying."

"Actually, you're the one who is lying." I knew that to be a true statement. But how would they know that?"

"We know you were watching as we fucked your dad's brains out."

Was this a bluff? How did they know?"

"It's all on video dumb ass. You were really fast, but every time you peeked around the corner you were on tape."

So I was busted. They knew that I had been watching them screw my dad.

"I couldn't believe it. There we were fucking the shit out of your dad, and you just watched. We gang-banged your dad right in your own house, and you didn't lift a finger to help?"

"I bet your dick was hard, watching us fuck your dad. Wasn't it? Just like it is now. Admit it, you were turned on watching your dad on his knees with my cock in his mouth."

"Hey, if it's any consolation, we've fucked lots of white dads in the ass. Their wives too. In fact we plan to gang bang your mom too. Too late, I thought, I'd already seen the photos of my mom "airtight" stuffed with three black cocks at a time.

"This cock was in your dad's ass. That's why you want to suck it, isn't it?"

At this point Darren grabbed my head, and started to slap my face with his hard dick. Then Daryl kind of shoved him aside and began grinding his cock and balls forcefully on my face.

"OK, whitey, we told you to beg to suck our dicks, now beg."

I might have begged, but a couldn't get a word out with the two cocks grinding in my face. The other white boys must have been getting quite a show.

"Man look how hard that white dick is, because of black dick in your face. Come on white boy, suck it, just like your dad did. And then you can take it up your ass, just like your dad did."

Shit, I'd just about resigned myself to sucking their cocks in front of my white teammates, but did they intend to buttfuck me too, practically in public? In fact I realized that with two of them, they could do both at the same time. It was obvious that they would thoroughly enjoy gang-banging a white boy, me, in front of everybody.

"Now repeat after me, 'please sir, let me suck your cock'"

Daryl was practically smothering me with his balls over my nose.

"Hey, give him a little air, I want to hear him say this."

I still held out, which really pissed Daryl off.

"Look white boy, refusing to suck a Black man's cock is racist. Prove you're not racist, by sucking my cock. Either that, or I'm going to fuck your face and shove my cock so far down your throat it comes out your ass. You won't have any white privilege left when we're done fucking both your cumholes."

"Please sir, let me suck your cock," I said, quietly, defeated. They'd fucked my dad. It only seemed right they fucked me. Plus I wasn't racist, and I guess the way to prove it was by sucking their black dicks.

"Louder!" barked Daryl.

"Please sir, let me suck your cock."

"Both of us."

"Please sir, let me suck your big black cocks!"

"That's better. You want all these white boys to hear, don't you? Say it again."

"PLEASE SIR, LET ME SUCK YOUR BIG BLACK COCKS!" I shouted. And with that I blew my own load all over the shower room floor, just missing Darren and Daryl's legs.

"Look at that! Poor white boy shot his wad just thinking about sucking us!" said Daryl for the whole shower room to hear."

It was bad enough to be kneeling naked in front of my teammates as the two Black brothers ground their dicks in my face, but to have ejaculated without being touched resulted in a wave of humiliation washing over me. As my arousal faded, it was replaced by the usual teenage post-masturbation guilt, only even worse since I hadn't even masturbated. To have done it in front of other white boys only compounded my embarrassment. Why the hell did I cum without even being touched?

"Aw, poor little white boy shot his load in front of all his friends. You should be ashamed. But if it's any consolation, it's typical white boy behavior. In fact a lot of white boys cum in their pants when they see our dicks up close, so you did better than most," said Darren.

"That's a pretty big load of cum on the floor. When was the last time you fucked a cunt? Never? That's what I thought," taunted Daryl. It was true, I hadn't had sex with a girl yet, but did the whole room have to know?

"Well, the floor is where white men's cum belongs, but we can't leave that much lying there. Looks like a safety hazard. What do you think, Daryl?"

"Definitely a safety hazard. Or maybe littering."

"Somebody definitely needs to clean it. Any of you faggots volunteering?" Not surprisingly, no one did.

"Well, white boy, since none of your buddies are going to help you out, there is only one thing to be done."

"Yeah, eat it white boy. Stick your face in it and suck up your cum off the floor." For the life of me I could not understand why something so degrading caused my dick to spring back to life, but it did.

"Look, whitey likes the idea of eating his own cum."

"Well, let's not disappoint him," said Daryl, as one of them shoved me down and planted my face in the cum. The puddle of splooge was already getting cold on the tile floor, but I could feel some of it sticking to my face.

"That's it, white boy. Eat your cum off the floor. Show these other white boys what kind of man you are!"

"Eat it!" said the other.

What could I do? So I started licking up my own cum, while everyone watched, probably glad it wasn't them.

"Don't push it around like peas on a plate. Suck that shit up and swallow it, like a good white boy should."

I'd never tasted cum before. I never expected that the first cum I would taste and swallow would be my own. Of course 24 hours ago I wouldn't have dreamed of drinking anyone's cum.

"Hey you clowns!" barked one of the assistant football coaches, a burly Black guy. Coach said to bring this fucker to him, not to fuck him!"

"Aw, but he's eating his own cum off the floor."

"I don't give a shit. Coach said now and that means now." The assistant coach grabbed one of the other white boys (who happened to be my best friend on the track team,) shoved him to his knees and then shoved his face into my cum and ordered him to eat it.

"Follow me!" the assistant coach commanded, looking me in the eye with disdain, no doubt seeing some of the cum still stuck to my face. I made an effort to grab my towel to cover my nakedness, but he sneered, "Drop that. You won't need that where you're going." Then to the two Black boys, "Bring some more of these white boys along. We're running low on cocksuckers."

As I followed the big Black man, my insatiable dick started to rise again, although I was still feeling an intense sensation of humiliation, ashamed that I had shot my load on the floor without my cock even being touched. Behind me followed the two Black boys and four other naked white boys, and I could see in the reflection of the glass on the coaches' office, that they were in the same condition I was.

No one was actually in the coaches' office, but I could here loud rap music coming through the door to what I had always presumed was the coaches' locker room and shower. The black assistant coach pushed open the door and my ears were assaulted by obscene racist lyrics, although about the only jive I could make out was something about "fucking whitey." What I saw was even more unbelievably shocking than the music. For start, the room was much larger than I had imagined and was covered by mirrors all around.

The first thing I saw on the opposite wall was an elevated platform upon which our school principal, Mrs. D was dancing completely naked along with five of the eight varsity cheerleaders, that is, all the white cheerleaders over eighteen. The two Black cheerleaders on the squad were nowhere to be seen. My jaw probably hit the floor seeing those beautiful white girls gyrating nude on the platform, and although Mrs. D was probably over 50, her body looked really hot as she shimmied in full-frontal nudity, something I would have never in my wildest dreams imagined her doing or me seeing. She was actually a really tough disciplinarian, and here she was dancing like some stripper in a club.

Even more shocking was what was going on around the room. There were four assistant Black coaches and three of the star black players on the football team seated around the room. Each one of them had a naked white male kneeling between their legs sucking the black dicks. Four of them either were or had been the boyfriends of the cheerleaders, and one I guessed to be the father of a cheerleader, since he wasn't a teacher. I couldn't know how degrading that must have been to be sucking black cock in front of their white girlfriends. Two naked teachers were also on their knees sucking black cocks, one of whom was our track coach. I knew for a fact that he was married with kids, and even a baby on the way, and I had never dreamed I would see him with cock in his mouth, let alone a black one.

With all the mirrors around I could plainly see that the two white boys that had followed me in had raging erections, as I did. I could also see their eyes fixed on our cocksucking track coach. To the right, there was a shower area, and I could see several more Black students, at least two of them with naked white male teachers sucking their dicks.

I only had a moment to absorb this scene of total debauchery, before the assistant coach shoved me toward a large chair where Coach Jefferson was sitting, taking in the view of all the sucking going on in the room. In fact there was an older white guy kneeling between Coach Jefferson's muscular thighs, his head bobbing up and down, obviously with Coach Jefferson's cock in his mouth. I didn't recognize the guy, although I would later learn he was the Principal's husband.

Coach Jefferson looked me right in the eye and said, "It's about time you showed up, white boy. Ready to become a cocksucker, like your dad."

"No, no, sir," I stammered.

"Wrong answer. All white boys are cocksuckers. You're no different. It's in your genetic make up."

I had no idea what to say to that.

"Your father is a cocksucker. Your grandfather is a cocksucker. And your hard dick says you're a cocksucker." I couldn't argue that my dick was certainly hard, despite having shot a load on the floor only a few minutes earlier.

"Get on your knees, white boy."

I did as ordered.

"Somebody take over fucking this guy for me," Coach Jefferson barked. "I want Mrs. Principal Cunt to get her money's worth. I promised her we would spit-roast her husband."

The assistant coach grabbed the principal's husband by the head and manhandled the naked man out of the way. In a flash, the man's mouth was impaled by the assistant coach's very large cock, and someone else stepped up behind the married man and started rubbing his cock on the husband's ass. But I didn't have time to focus on that because staring me right in the face was Coach Jefferson's monster black cock, easily the biggest in the room, still coated in saliva from Mr. D's sucking.

Coach Jefferson had stood up, and his huge, hard, black cock was pointing right at my face only a few inches from my mouth. I knew that there was no doubt that I was about to become a cocksucker. I was expecting him to shove his dick right in my mouth, but he decided to taunt me first.

"So, white boy, what was it like watching us fuck your father's brains out? I bet you enjoyed it didn't you? I bet you got hard seeing your dad with black cock in his mouth and black dick up his ass, just like your boner now."

I didn't know what to say.

"Well?"

I looked up at Coach Jefferson and then back at the cock in front of my face.

"Did you get hard watching my sons fuck your dad?"

I hesitated, but finally said, "Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir, what?"

What did he want me to say? So I said, "Yes, sir. I got hard watching your sons fuck my dad."