This file depicts sexual acts between two guys. If that shit
turns you off, or you find it offensive, then how did you
turn up here?!

The characters in this story might not be using jimmies, but
they aint real. You are. Practice safe sex.

Questions, comments, ideas more than welcome at
"wildstyle@iname.com". Keep it real.

Anfernee Williamson of da Undaground Click.


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(c) Anfernee Williamson

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BREAKING AND ENTERING
another Wildstyle tip.


It was the heart of summer, and Bradford was having another
or its heatwaves. Scalding days and hot nights when the
slight breezes dropped and left the air hot and humid. I was
many of those who didnt have the luxury of air conditioning
in their homes. The best I could do during the day was keep
all the fans cranked up to full speed, all the windows open,
and make sure my day involved plenty of water. At night, I
usually kept a fan going in my room, and the windows open.
Even then the humidity was still noticable.

The one particular day, Friday, it had been noticably hot.
Luckily Id spent the day at work, behind a desk and
computer, in an office that has halfway decent air
conditioning. Its was a cool job, one that I was lucky to
have at 21. But by the end of the day I was just ready to go
home and collapse. So, I drove straight back, put on the
fans, opened up the windows and took a cool shower. Damn,
the water felt refreshing! After the whole day stinking up
at work. I was soon lazing about on the couch, watching our
local basketball team trounching another unfortunate team.

Come 10pm, the heat had laid up a bit. I got myself to bed,
stripping off to my boxers and sliding under only a sheet.
Any more and I knew Id be waking up in a pool of my own
sweat. I was feeling a little clammy as it was. After a
while though, I managed to drift off into a light sleep,
sliding in and out.

A bright red numbers on my LCD clock read 3:12 when I
drifted out at one point. I noticed Id woken up fairly much
completely for some reason, and took a quick drink of water
before settling back. It was pretty hot, in the silent,
still dead of night, and I was sweating a little. It took me
a second to get myself comfortable under my sheet again.

Then I heard it. A thump. At first I dismissed it as
nothing, but then I heard something else. Inside the house?
I lay silently for a moment longer, trying to work out
whether it was imagination, or sounds from the street
outside or both. I didnt hear anything, and decided I was
just dreaming. A moment later and Id started to drift back
into sleep.

When I next opened my eyes, I woke suddenly and completely
in a shock! At the end of my bed was a tall, dark figure,
dressed in black. I had already shot upright in bed, and was
quickly reacting on instinct. The figure moved quicker and
dove onto the bed, pinning me with his whole body. I
struggled with him, but it was brief. He was both heavy and
stronger and in a moment he had a forearm leaned against my
throat, choaking me into submission. He was kneeling between
my thighs, which ruled out kneeing him.

"Put yo arms down, muthafucka," the voice was deep and
commanding. I did as he ordered and he eased up slightly on
my neck.

We both remained unmoving, panting from the short struggle.
I was frozen with fear, my heart pounding in my chest. I was
terrified by the thought he would kill me. It was then,
pinned under him that I managed to get a look at my
attacker.

He was black, young, bald. I could tell easily by his weight
and size that he was stocky. As my eyes adjusted to the
dark, I realised that he was wearing no shirt under his
black jacket. I made out smooth, dark muscles and a body
that looked well worked on. It was obvious that he was
pretty fit. Checking him out then, I couldnt stop my eyes
subconsiously drop to his crotch. His black jeans were
pretty baggy, and in the darkness I couldnt make out any
obvious sign.

After a moment longer I found the strength to speak; "I'll
give you whatever you want!"

"Yeah? Whos sayin' I wont just take it?" His voice was heavy
with attitude.

"Look. My wallets on the dresser over there. Its got at
least 50 bucks in it. Take it."

I waited a while in fearful silence. It was obvious I wasnt
going to fight this guy off me. I spoke again. Im not sure
if it was because I couldnt stand the silence, or because he
hadnt spoken.

"Look, man. Its all I got. Take it." I choaked as he pushed
his arm hard down on my neck again. I grabbed his arm and he
pressed harder. I struggled again.

"Shut da fuck up!" he eased up slightly and I did my best to
follow his orders. "Just keep yo fuckin' mouth shut an' yo
wont get hurt, aiight?"

"Take the money!" I whimpered.

"Who da fuck said I even WANTED yo money, white boy?" A
sudden chill hit me, and I felt my heartrate, and my fear
climb again. I saw him reaching back to his jeans, and I
knew then I had to do something. ANYTHING. Instead I just
stayed rigid with fear.

"Keep yo mouth shut, and do everythin' I say. An' I promise
yo'll be aiight." I saw him move his hand down to my leg and
saw the flash of steel. I freaked as I felt the cold sting
of metal against my hip briefly, and then a sharp tug on my
boxers. And then again. His hand went back to his jeans.

I lay silently, hoping that following his orders got me out
of this unhurt. I felt him grab the waistband of my boxers
and pull. The cut material ripped easily off, and I realised
suddenly what it was he planned to do to me. My cock
throbbed up full mast in a mere few seconds. I suddenly felt
completely helpless under him, naked and pinned.

"White boy turned on by dis shit, huh?" I heard the amused
tone in his voice, felt his hand on my thigh. "Maybe yo
might even like it, huh?"

Dispite my fear, dispite the fact I had a heavy, black youth
pinning me down on my bed, and even though chances were he
could hurt or kill me, I was incredibly arroused by his
slow, stroking hand. Maybe it was the fact he was attacking
me. And I knew he probably intended to rape me. Something
inside me wanted this black kid in his muscular prime to
take me. To control me, fuck me within an inch of my life.
To have this rough black homeboy push his cock inside me and
show me how it felt to have the hardest black muscle inside
my white ass. I suddenly realised then with surprise, that I
was accually WANTING him to do it.

His hand moved again, and he put something to his mouth.
This time I felt a sudden shock of cold hit my hard cock.
The black youth dropped aside what I guessed was a tube of
some kind of lubricant. I let out a powerful moan as he
wrapped his long, slender black fingers around my cock and
began rubbing the lube over it. I heard the slurping as he
continued the task, my penis throbbing, my heart rate rising
with my arrousal. The black attacker stopped doing it all
too soon, rubbing more of the ample lube around my legs and
balls.

"Get yo legs up," he ordered. "Show me yo ass." I did as he
wanted, letting another moan escape my lips as his long
fingers now started rubbing at my asshole.

"Please..." I was breathing heavily, not knowing exactly
what I was trying to say, whether I was coming to my senses
or not, realising the danger I was still in.
"Please...mman..."

"Yeah, Ill please yo, white boy," he promised. "Gonna stick
mah black cock up yo ass. Gonna plow yo white ass." A finger
slipped into my pucking hole, and I sucked in a tight
breath. He rubbed it in and out gently, then plunged it in.
I felt his knuckles against my cheeks. My whole body arched
under him.

I dont know if it was my arrousal, or the heat of the night,
but I was sweating bad, my body sticky and wet. I could see
my attackers smooth, black muscles, wet with perspiration.
He looked so strong and athletic under his jacket. I was
suddenly hoping he would take it off so I could see the rest
of his young black body, and see it glistening with his
sweat.

"Ill do whatever you say," I found myself saying. I couldnt
believe I was doing whatever I could to give in to this now.
"Just dont hurt me. Ill do what you tell me."

"Yeah, I know yo will. Yo want mah black dick bad, dont yo.
Yeah, white boys a slave to mah black dick. Yo want mah dick
dont yo."

I nodded. "Yeah. I do." I felt his finger push deep up
inside me, then a sharp pain as he pressed a second finger
in.

"Ill please yo. Fuck yo good an' hard. Screw yo wit' mah big
black cock. Fuck yo up real bad." he was shoving his long
fingers up hard in me, really pushing and opening me up. I
could see this was turning him on big time too. He kept
shoving his hand up between my legs, finger fucking me
aggressively. I soon felt a third finger join the effort,
widening me up even more, preparing to make my ass his
pussy.

Something inside me erupted as the black guy rubbed
mercilessly at my prostate. I felt that first wave of
pleasure hit me, and in seconds my cock was unloading a wet
sea apon my stomach. I felt it running down my sides,
wetting my sheets. I writhed under him as the last of my
intense climax shot from my stiff cock.

He slowed his fucking as I slowed spraying my semen on
myself. Taking his fingers out of my loose, somewhat sore
ass, he ran his them over the puddle that had formed on my
abs. I felt him push down on my neck again as he moved his
hand up to my face.

"Open," he ordered. I opened my mouth as he slid his slender
fingers in. I could taste the cum instantly, salty as it ran
into my throat. I found myself sucking on his fingers, and
the black guy pulled them out, scooping more of my semen to
feed me. I sucked again on those beautiful, long fingers as
he made me lick more of my cum down.

"Good." He moved awkwardly for a moment and I choaked
slightly as he leaned too hard. I watched his hand start
working open his jeans. My penis was throbbing with
anticipation, my ass aching. I found myself begging for him
in my mind, telling him to bring it on.

A moment later and I saw his big cock drop as he pushed his
boxers down a little. I felt the hard flesh slap against my
thigh. God he was hot! Suddenly, my attackers arm was off my
throat for a moment, and he was holding my arms down with
both hands. I felt his hard, heavy weight press down on me,
his burning rod slid up hard into my crotch. His hot skin
pressed against mine, his black cock suddenly hard beside
mine as he lay on top of me. I found his eyes, deep, dark,
staring into mine.

"Like dat, huh? Like havin' a niggas cock pressin' on yo's?
Bet yo cant wait for it breakin' yo ass up. Yo like bein'
dis niggas assboy?"

"Yes," I said, breathlessly. I wasnt just co-operating now.
I knew that well and truely. I was hard because I wanted
him. A big, aggressive black guy, threatening to do what I
had only dreamed about.

Slowly he started rubbing against me. His hard cock was like
a burning brand, slipping against the lube, my cum, and our
sweat. His hard chest rubbed on mine, his body hot, and wet
with perspiration. His breath blasted on my face, hot like
flames, as he panted with his work and his arrousal.

"Gonna bust mah nut in yo, white boy," he panted. "Yo gonna
be BEGGIN' fo' mo'. An' Im gonna give it to yo. Harder than
yo dreamed it." I felt his big, heavy balls rub across my
aching cock, his dick felt impressively big as he lubed it
up on what he had spread on me.

I felt like I was going to burst when I finally felt him
stroke low down my leg, and then up, his head rubbing into
my ass crack. He pushed a bit, slipping, my cock gliding
over his rock hard abs. I almost came right then! "Open yo
fuckin' legs!" he ordered with bark. I did it instantly,
trying to make it as easy as possible for him to get that
cock where we both wanted it.

I felt a shock to my senses as the black guy pressed at my
ass, his cock head sinking slowly in. He pushed again, and
suddenly I felt the pressure building in my assring. I was
hurting already, and I could feel that deep presence
burrowing at my hole. Suddenly I was wondering if this was
such a good idea.

"Hurtin' already?" my attacker face was smiling. "Fuck, yo
think mah cock was small? What did they always tell yo about
black boys cocks?" I was panting, scared at that huge
presence at my rear entrance, poised. "Relax, aiight? Dis is
gonna hurt bad."

Barely warning as he pumped that black column up into me. A
fire of pain burst in my ass, and a strong hand locked over
my mouth as he pre-empted my scream. I struggled suddenly as
he pumped another inch of that flesh up my rectum. Another
burst of pain, another hard grunt, and more as I felt his
black penis rape my ass. I lost it as he held me down, hand
tight over my mouth, assualting me again and again with that
huge black weapon.

"TAKE it, mahfucka!" he managed to grunt with a snarl.

My heart was pounding like a bass drum. I felt like it would
rip from my chest. Shot after shot of blinding pain ran
through my body as the black guy rammed his thick shaft home
up my rectal passage. Then it stopped, replaced by a dull,
deep throbbing pain. I lay under my attacker, my ass feeling
more like it had a tree trunk rammed up it than a penis.
Tears ran from my eyes, my whole being felt split, spiked on
that huge black organ.

"Relax." the black said, his voice low.

His voice was as ragged as mine. He took his strong hand off
my mouth, and I breathed in huge pants, my body sticky with
sweat. His looked about as bad as mind as he finally did
what I prayed he would. The black youth straighted up,
shrugging his jacket off his muscular shoulders, letting it
slide down sinuous, sweat slicked arms. I noticed the sweat
running down his muscular grooves, his dark torso
glistening. My eyes were running across every deep muscle as
he dropped his jacket aside.

As my eyes dropped to his hard abs I noticed that massive
shaft, a good six inches still protruding from my aching
asshole. The remaining length was blacker than coal, and
wormed with fat veins, shiny with sweat and lube. I nearly
past out! I couldnt believe he had got something that thick
up my ass! And it felt like I had already taken a whole mans
penis inside me!

"Yo hurtin', huh?" the black youth was back down on me
again, holding my shoulders. "Just relax, yo. Dat whole
things goin' up in yo, so get used to how to feels."

He waited a while longer before pulling back. My whole ass
felt like it was dropping the most massive, most painful
shit it had ever passed. I arched under him, letting out a
deep, half pained, half pleasured moan. My ass was pushing
hard, trying to clear this huge black cock as it eased out
slowly. I felt every inch drag through my ring until he held
himself, his whole penis poised at my throbbing ass.

The drive back in was just as intense, except this time I
felt that huge head penetrating my depths, pushing hard up
into my gut. I let out another long moan, feeling my black
attacker press inch after inch of his huge weapon in me. I
couldnt believe what I was feeling when his rough pubic hair
finally pressed against my cheeks. A huge, throbbing rod,
thrust deep into my being. I couldnt believe he had impaled
me on that thing!

"Yeah. Yo likin' dat, huh?" I lay under him, my mouth open
in a soundless moan of pleasure. "Like dis nigga up yo ass?
Yo'll like dis better."

I lay there, in the dead of night. Drenched in sweat. The
huge cock of the black youth that had broken into my house
up my ass. My hands for the first time gripped on his hard,
sweat slicked muscles. I began to feel a whole new, blinding
pleasure as he started fucking me.

He wasted no time, building up to a hard, aggressive pattern
that had my bed creaking under us. I felt like he was
punching me as his giant cock pounded up in me again in
again, my whole ass ablaze with the pleasure of his rough
sex. I writhed under him, moaning out load, swearing,
begging for his every inch as he fucked me as hard as he had
promised.

I had barely realised I had cum, feeling a hot, wet floud
wash over my stomach as his burning cock sent equally hot
waves of pleasure through my body. I watched in the most
incredible arrousal as his whole black body worked over me,
every beautiful muscle in fluid motion. He fucked with his
whole body, using the strength that lay under that smooth,
dark skin. His skin burned, hot, wet, hard under my greedy,
rubbing hands.

Slowly the black youth pulled back, arching above me as my
hands ran over his broad, muscular chest. His head went back
and I felt his cock swell and explode inside me. Oh, shit! I
felt like a scalding floud had hit my inners as he dropped
burst after burst of his hot climax inside me. He stayed
hilt deep in my slutty ass as he came, pulsing his cum up
that huge black shaft. I felt the heavy, huge presence of
his big nuts nested between my legs. I stared, gasping, at
that part where we both joined, my white skin a stark
contrast against his black.

The muscular blacks climax subsided slowly, leaving me
feeling soaked in and out. I lay exhasted, as spent as him,
rubbing my hands up his sinuous body. For a second I
regarded him almost as a lover, before he ripped his
softening cock out of my rectum. I felt the abscence
instantly, almost like Id lost a part of myself, and I
remembered he was my attacker. The black youth that had
broken into my house and was now having his way with me.

I lay unmoving as he kicked off his jeans and got back onto
the bed. My eyes widened as I saw that huge black hose
hanging between his strong thighs. Even limp it was more
impressive than some men Id seen. I still had a problem
believing he had put THAT inside me! Limp, it was nearing 6
inches long, hanging away from his body in a long, graceful
arch.

"Get over here, now. On yo hands an' knees." he ordered,
taking his cock in hand. "Put yo fuckin' mouth on it.
Worship mah fuckin' black cock. Show me yo grateful for me
puttin' it up yo ass."

I was! Every inch of pain! I was quickly licking at his
black dick as it came full mast again. I awed at its length
and thickness! It was easily a foot long, hard and ribbed up
its massive shaft. Fat veins ran up its length where he
pinched it off hard at his base. His head was the perfect
shape for fucking ass; a spearhead, his foreskin tight over
it.

I felt him grab a fistful of my hair and drag my head
towards that godly organ. It was wet, with sweat, and lube
and who knows what else from my ass. It stunk of shit and
cum, but Id never been more willing to put something in my
mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could as he pumped his
dick in past my lips, forcing it on me.

"Suck it, mahfucka! Choak it down! Suck mah big black cock,
faggot! Suck it all down!"

I felt his hands clamp either side of my head and his hips
pump as he fed me as much of that black pole I could manage.
I choaked, and needless to say, I barely got a third of it
in, my eyes watering and jaw aching. I just tried to relax
as he got off in my mouth, doing my best to survive as he
fucked that black organ into me, just as rough as when he
had fucked my ass.

"Yeah! Suck it down! Yo white boys are slaves to our black
dicks!"

Finally he came, and I was drowning as his thick white seed
flouded my mouth and throat. I swallowed and gulped, taking
as much of it as I could, tasting nothing but his salty man
juice, feeling like my head was being held under in a bucket
of sea water. I slipped out of his hands as he pulled his
dick out, collapsing onto the bed. Shit! Where was he
finding the strength?!

"Yo done well, white boy," I heard him still above me. I
heard him groaning a little, and a rythmic, wet slurping
sound started. "I know yo been likin' it though. Fuck, how
often yo get da chance to get fucked by a real man, huh? A
strong, powerful black boy like me."

I lay, catching my breath as he got off over me. I heard his
breath quicken and then felt a wetness splash on my
shoulders and back. It subsided slowly, dripping over my
head as I heard my attacker sigh quietly.

"Yo, Im almost done, white boy. Then Ill leave yo alone. I
just wanna fuck yo one more time doggystyle, like I kick it
wit' mah homeboys." I felt a sharp pain in my head. "Get up,
I said!" I did as I was told. I felt like I had died and
gone to heaven, but Id run a marathon to get there.

I felt his hot hands pull me up on all fours, and I drew my
strength. This time his huge erection slid a little easier
into me, but the initial pain was still there as my ass had
tried to work back to its normal state. One without a
baseball bat size cock up it. I felt the familiar sensations
as he joined with me again, pressing to his balls up in me.

I felt his long, hot fingers wrap around my own 7 inch cock
as he rested with his stiff penis buried into my gut. I
groaned as he started jerking me off hard, rubbing his fist
up and down its length, lubed by sweat and cum. It felt as
intense as when he had first rubbed it with the lubricant he
had ended up smearing all over his own dick. This time,
though, he didnt stop until my penis throbbed in his hand,
and I emptied my load into his waiting hand.

"Open," I felt him pull painfully at my hair again, and I
opened my mouth as he fed me a handful of my salty seed. I
swallowed and he kept his hand at my mouth as I licked it
clean. "Good dog. Now yo can enjoy yo bone."

His strong hands gripped my hips and he started moving in me
again, those beautiful, long, familiar strokes. My body
rocked under his as he fucked, grunting with every powerful
blow. I stared back between my legs, past my intensely erect
cock, hoping to catch a glimpse of that massive black
piston. His rough, aggressive strokes opened my ass back up
to its slutty state, and I grew drunk with the feelings of
his huge column sliding in and out of me, his whole black
body like some powerful fucking machine, driving me to
unknown highs.

Those last few fucks left me arching and writhing in his
hands as he dropped his load in me again. I saw those huge
balls stop swinging, and that huge black shaft sink into me
as that hot flush fulled me again. I dreaded the inevitable
emptiness after he had fulled me again with his black seed
and huge male organ.

"Gotta go, white boy," he said as he climbed off the bed. I
rolled back to where I had first been when he had come in.
The clock read 4:03. I watched as that beautiful black penis
slid back into his boxers, and then disappear into the
overly baggy confines of his jeans.

"Hope I didnt hurt yo too bad," the muscular youth said.

"Anytime," I said. My throat was raw. "My back doors always
open for you."

He did up his belt and scooped up his jacket. That sinuous,
worked body was still gleaming with sweat from the heat and
the sex. I drew in a last, deep look at that tall body, hard
and athletic. His bald head and dark features, mouth
surrounded by the hint of a goatee etched onto my mind.

"Maybe next time I might need mah homeboys wit' me."

I smiled. "I think you got breaking and entering down to a
fine art. But you never know when you might need the extra
hands."

He leaned towards me, and I saw the flash of his knife at my
throat. Taken completely by surprise, I was suddenly
reminded again what he was.

"Yeah, whatever white boy. Just remember dat yo best keep
dis shit on da down low. Know what I mean? Or next time I
might be fuckin' yo up some way yo wont be gettin' off on."

He surprised me again as his lips pressed against mind in a
quick, deep kiss. Then it ended, and he headed towards the
door, shrugging on his jacket. He grabbed up my wallet on
the way out.