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Subject: {ASSM} The Road to Manhood: Part 3
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The Road to Manhood part 3, A Work of Fiction

The following is a work of erotic fiction. It is not intended to be
read by minors or by anyone for whom it would be inappropriate and
upon whom it might have an undue influence. It contains graphic non-
consensual gay sex between a man and a teenager, and includes scenes
of racial humiliation. It is for entertainment purposes only. Anyone
who might be offended or unduly influenced by these scenes should find
something else to read.

***
Curtis was a sixteen year-old black boy whose mother sent him off for
a weekend in the woods with a middle-aged white co-worker to teach the
boy discipline and how to be a man. She was afraid that her teenager
was coming under the influence of the "wrong crowd" in "the hood," and
believed that learning how to survive in the woods would be good for
the boy.

Mike, Curtis' "host", played upon the boy's fear of wild animals in
order to make the boy do whatever he wanted. He began by making the
cocky inner-city teenager scrub his floors, but before long he had the
boy sucking his white cock. Now Curtis was the center of a midnight
posse of Mike's neighbors, the first of whom raped the boy's tight
virgin ass. Two of Mike's other neighbors were now leering over the
teenager, who was sprawled naked across the bed with the other man's
cum dripping out of him.

As the tobacco-chewing skinny white man, who had just fucked the boy's
ass, zipped up his pants, the two other men closed in around Curtis.
Mike, the boy's "host" eagerly watched - masturbating anxiously to the
"action."

The pot-bellied, unshaven man who was chomping on his cigar undid his
pants and let them drop to the floor. He grinned.

"I just love watching boys like you on TV"

He grabbed the lean, muscular naked black boy by the waist and hoisted
him over the top of a small wooden dresser beside the bed - ass up.

"But I think I'm gonna enjoy fucking your nigger ass even better."

Curtis tried to squirm away from the man and climb back in the bed,
but the man pressed his ham-like forearm on the small of the boy's
back, pinning him to the top of dresser. He forced the boys face to
the bed, while he got behind him and rammed his throbbing red cock
inside of Curtis, humping him like a dog.

The boy's ass felt tight and warm around the white man's cock. It was
a snug and comfortable fit for the man. But Curtis let out a loud
whine; his mouth hung wide open and his eyes were tightly shut as his
hefty predator forced his way deeper inside the teenager's hole.

The big man grabbed the black teenager by ends of his corn rows, at
the back of the boy's neck. He yanked Curtis' head up while he slammed
his thick white cock inside of the boy over and over again.

Cutis' body shook under the force of the older white man's thrusts.
The black boy's limp body, under the force of the man's aggressive
thrusts, rocked the wooden dresser. The cigar-chomping man slammed
into the boy's smooth brown naked body again and again.

The man mocked the boy, imitating speech in "the hood," as he had
always heard it on TV.

"Yeah, dat's wuz up, mah man. Dat's wuz up. I'm fucking your ghetto
nigger ass."

Curtis' head bobbed back in forth as the white man tugged on the ends
of his corn rows. The "nerdish" looking man moved in front of Curtis,
his hard white cock jutted in front of the black boy's face. He
slapped the boy's smooth brown cheeks several times with it before
thrusting it inside the boy's tortured mouth.

The man who was humping on the boy from behind growled, "Yeah, suck on
my buddy's cock. Wrap those nigger lips around his dick and make him
cum down your throat. The sooner you make him cum, the sooner I'll
stop fucking your worthless black ass, boy."

The man rammed himself harder inside the boy, causing him excruciating
pain, in order to drive home his point. The dresser squeaked and
rocked on the hard wooden floor while the black boy was being fucked
within an inch of his young life.

The boy tightened his lips around the white man's cock and massaged
his throbbing shaft in earnest, trying to make the white man hurry up
and cum in his mouth to get it all over with.

The hairy fat man who was fucking the boy from behind taunted him,
"Yeah, that's the way to do it, nigger. Suck on that big white cock."

Mike moved in closer while he massaged his own cock. He reached out
and ran his free hand over the boy's smooth brown body while he was
being helplessly fucked by the aggressive white men.

"Oh yeah, your mama would love to see this," he hissed. "She'd just
love to see her little boy participating in the rites of passage into
manhood."

Curtis choked on the nerdish man's cock when the man pushed it too
hard to the back of the boy's throat. Slobber drooled from the boy's
thick, young lips while the man continued to use the boy's mouth as a
fuck toy.

The man from behind held the teenager by his smooth, brown thighs and
slammed hard into the boy's tight ass. The black boy whimpered as the
nerdish man now grabbed the teenager's hair and roughly forced his
long white cock in and out of the boy's thick wet lips.

Mike reached underneath the boy and played with the black teenager's
dangling long penis and testicles while the helpless cocky boy was
getting fucked at both ends of his body.

Now Mike was taunting the boy, "Is you da man, Keemosabe? Is you da
man?"

As if on queue, the two white men at opposite ends of the black
teenager's body stiffened and let out loud grunts. A flood of cum
rushed out of both men's bodies, at the same time, filling the boy up
with fresh, manly semen.

The black boy's mouth was filled with the thick, gooey stuff, and so
was his ass. His nostrils were full of the smell of the nerdish man's
pubic hair. Mike tugged on the teenager's cock, making it
involuntarily hard, as his mouth was flushed with the taste of the
white men's cum.

The men held onto the black teenager's body, allowing themselves to
enjoy nervous spasms of sexual frenzy as the aftershock of their
powerful orgasms. They grunted, sighed and groaned as the last remains
of their seed tricked inside of the boy.

Once they were through, they pulled their cocks out of Curtis. The
fat, hairy white man, who had been fucking the boy from behind,
wrapped an arm under the boy's belly and flopped him over onto the
bed. The boy landed on is back, with the men's cum dribbling out of
his mouth and his ass.

"Dat be what I calls good nigger pussy," the big man laughed, staring
down at the naked teenager sprawled across the bed. The big man pulled
up his pants and fastened his belt.

"Yeah," agreed the nerd, adjusting his glasses, with his dick still
hanging out of the zipper. "I made that nigger boy suck on my cock."

The four men turned to leave the room; Mike was the last one at the
door. He looked back at the humiliated black boy, who was shamefully
burying his face in a pillow.

"Don't worry boy, the fun's not over yet," he said as he flicked off
the light. "You've still got more to learn before I take you home to
mama. You're gonna be a changed man by the time I'm done with you."

He left the boy in the darkened room, with plenty of memories to fill
his nappy head.

(To be continued...)

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