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The Unguarded Moment

The following story is a work of erotic fiction. It is for
entertainment purposes only. It is not intended for minors. It
includes teenagers and racially offensive language. Anyone who might
be offended by this type of story, or unduly influenced by it, should
find something else to read.

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Leroy didn't know what came over him. It was his freshman year in
college, he was pledging a black fraternity and he was proud of his
African heritage - yet here he was, down on his knees, sucking his
white college roommate's cock.

It began when his roommate, Timothy, caught Leroy by surprise. Timothy
was coming into their dorm room, fresh from the shower. Leroy wasn't
expecting him. Neither Leroy nor Timothy was prepared for the black
boy's reaction. He pulled the towel off of his roommate's body and
began sucking the boy's limp white cock. It didn't stay limp for long.

Timothy was amazed, but little did he know (and little did Leroy,
himself, realize) that Leroy had been mentally training for this
moment his entire life. From his first history class in elementary
school, every time Leroy read American history he saw himself as being
one of the slaves that the text or movie talked about.

Leroy imagined his mom being taken up to the master's quarters after
dark. All night long, slaves in the servants' quarters below could
hear the master's bed thumping against the floor boards, and the
headboard of the master's bed banging against the wall while Leroy's
mom served her master well.

Leroy saw himself having to obey the orders of his master. Sure,
initially those orders were to plow the earth, harvest crops and to
gather rubble from the fields, but eventually Leroy's master learned
that a nigger was useful for more than plowing fields, clearing rubble
and gathering crops.

Eventually his master ordered the black boy to come up to his bedroom
at night. Eventually the master had his nigger slave boy strip naked
and stand in front of his bed, in the candle light, so that he could
grope and fondle every part of his young slave's body.

Eventually his master had his black slave bend over so that he could
inspect and finger-fuck the young black slave's ass, while the master
beat-off with satisfaction of his conquest. Eventually the master had
his black slave boy wrap his thick dark lips around the master's thick
white cock, and suck his master to the point of orgasm - filling the
slave's mouth with his cum.

Leroy knew all of this. He carried these images around inside of head
wherever he went. He could be as proud and Afrocentric on campus as he
wanted to be, but he always harbored the images and secret desire of
dropping to his knees and servicing any white boy who happened to be
standing in front of him.

And Timothy, his young, blond roommate, was now standing in front of
him - fresh from his shower, nearly naked, his towel draped over the
lower half of his soft white body.

At first Leroy fought the urge to fall down on his knees, before this
young white god, and service him. Eventually Leroy gave in. He
couldn't resist the urges arising from years of daydreaming any
longer.

Leroy felt weak in the knees whenever he was in the presence of a
white boy who was nearly naked. His mind flashed back to the images of
comic book heroes, like the Phantom, a white man in a mask who took it
upon himself to clean up the black African jungle of all its evil
influences - single-handedly rounding up all the bad black natives in
order to protect the handful of good natives, who later came out of
their huts and got down on their knees and worshiped his strong white
cock out of gratitude.

Leroy felt as though he was one of those good natives.

Timothy sat on his bed and Leroy knelt in front of the boy. It wasn't
really part of the "script," it just sorta "happened" and it seemed to
be fitting.

This black boy - son of Africa - kneeling in front of this blond son
of Europe who was sitting on his dorm room bed, now completely naked.

Timothy's cock started to rise as he slipped it into his black
roommate's mouth. Leroy's cock rose too, as he realized he was about
to fulfill his long-held fantasty.

Timothy grabbed his roommate by the ears and forced his white cock
deeper and deeper inside of the black boy's throat - almost to the
point of making the boy gag.

Leroy relished the taste of the white boy's cock inside his mouth. It
tasted salty and manly - but for Leroy, it wasn't just a matter of
sucking another boy's cock, Leroy really wasn't into that. He didn't
see himself as being somebody's cocksucker.

Yet as Timothy thrust his throbbing cock down the black boy's throat,
and Leroy's eyes gazed on the soft blond hairs on the young white
boy's thighs he felt as though his mouth was being invaded by Europe.
He, Leroy, was the willing dark receptacle of the invasion.

He closed his eyes, as the white boy humped inside of his mouth; Leroy
provided the white boy with a useful service.  As Timothy fucked
Leroy's mouth the black boy envisioned vast European Cathedrals, and
towering castles, brave knights and their handsome young squires,
Rembrandt, Bach, Shakespeare, Michelangelo, Da Vinci...all shoving their
big white cocks down his Negroid throat, shooting their cum inside of
him.

Leroy was sucking the great white cock of Europe and his roommate,
Timothy, was the conduit for his submission.

Leroy's roommate humped in the black boy's mouth because, as a horny
teenager, Timothy had needs that had to be taken care of too. There
was nothing that could match the feeling of his black roommate's warm
thick lips. Masturbation was no match for this sensation, nor were
flesh lights, nor were inflatable dolls, nor even were girls' pussies
- to the extent that he could have them without getting involved in a
complicated "relationship" and having to spend a whole lot of money on
them and deal with their volatile emotions.

No, this black boy's lips felt every bit as good as any girl's pussy
and the boy's lips came without emotional hassles and costs.

Timothy fucked his nigger roommate's mouth without mercy. He looked
down at the boy, as Leroy bobbed his head on Timothy's thick white
rod; he imagined that he was clearing the mud huts out of the black
boy's mind.

Timothy shot his load in Leroy's mouth and a wave of freedom filled
the black teenager's body. The white boy had released him from his
bondage.

Leroy fired his own load all over the dorm floor.

Timothy collapsed on the bed, exhausted from his orgasm. Leroy savored
the taste of the white boy's jism inside his mouth.

Eventually, both boys got ready to go to class. They didn't let this
"unexpected moment" prevent them from doing what was expected of
them.

Leroy continued to flirt with "the ladies," whispering Afrocentric
nothings in their ears and hanging out with his fellow pledges - his
future proud black frat brothers. But from that day on, in the
stillness of the night, Leroy looked over at the angelic face of his
sleeping roommate under the pale moonlight - wondering what came over
him during that one unguarded afternoon, and wondering when the next
time would be that it would happen again.

-- 
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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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