Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2019 14:06:19 +0100
From: joniye@gmx.net
Subject: Hay and Straw Part II: Going Deeper

Hay and Straw Part II: Going Deeper


Warning: Raceplay Story


I was moving forward to give Felix' cock another kiss, as he pulled away,
taken a step back. I felt his hand on my nappy head and pushing me away
from him. "Fuck man, are you in love with my dick or what?" he said. "You
are sick, dude!" A feeling of hurtful rejection came over me. The boy whose
cock I had just sucked to completion, who came in my mouth, pushed be away,
with a disregarding, dismissive gesture. He stepped away, sitting down on
his sleeping back with his legs spread apart, his body clearly relaxing in
a post-orgasmic glow. I was left on my knees unable to move, unsure what to
do, what to say. I was wrapped up in shame, I was like frozen, while my
dick was still standing rock hard, making it obvious to everyone how much I
was into what had just happened. At the same time it began to dawn on me,
what had just happened. I had sucked off my best friend in front of our
buddies. And it had not been a mutual fooling around where we would both
get off, not a reciprocal act of helping each other out like bros. No, he
had used me to get off and I had allowed it. He was the alpha male, white I
was the punk ass bitch.

"Wait a minute. Did…did he swallow your stuff?" Ben asked. "Hahaha,
he sure did" Felix responded, looking back to me and slowly uttering "Just
like a good little bitch". I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes, so I
looked away and lowered by eyes, finally resting back on his dick, as it
was lying between his comfortably spread legs, provocative and
arrogant. Felix noticed where I was looking at, and called me out on
it. "For Christ sake, is he checking out my cock again?" he said. Chris
smirked, Ben giggled next to me. "Gay!" he said. Ben. The youngest of us,
the sidekick of the group we others used to make fun off, me
especially. The one with the smallest dick. Even he was mocking me, looking
down at me, cause despite all those things, he was not the one who has had
a dick in his mouth in front of everyone, he was not the faggot, he was not
the nigger.

I didn't know what to do. How could I get out of this situation and back to
our normal dynamic in which we all were just regular guys. In which we were
all equal. I could pretend like Felix and I had done those kind of things
before, since the others knew we were masturbating together. I could say,
Felix had sucked me too. When we would deny I could tell them, he was
lying. I could still find a way to turn this around. Or maybe I could claim
that I have smoked a joint earlier, that I was just really high and didn't
know what I was doing. Sure, they would want to know why I didn't share my
weed with them, but I could say, I was greedy.

"Jo Tommy!" Chris deep voice pulled me out of my racing thoughts. I looked
over to him. He too was now spreading his legs, holding his hard cock in
his hand and looking straight into my eyes. "You are not done yet,
remember?" I froze. He was right. Felix had allowed Chris to use me too,
after he was done. I looked over to Felix, like I was asking him what to
do, hoping for a sign of his, signaling me I did not have to do this. But
he just looked at me with a calm smile. Apparently he would not come to my
rescue. Clearly, it was me against the white boys.

If I do that, I am done, I thought to myself. I can still turn this around
if I only suck Felix, but if I suck Chris, there is no way back. Then I am
a faggot, beyond doubt. I hesitated, thinking of how to weasel myself out
of the situation, but Chris remained cool, assertive. He was determined to
win this, just like he would win a game of soccer. "Come here" he said, in
a commanding way. I imagined that was the way he was talking to his sport
buddies as the captain of the team. I looked at his naked body. As I
already said, he was really hung. He had a full fur of black hair covering
his strong chest, as well as bushes in his pits and around his cock and
balls. He clearly did not shave, trim or groom his body hair, it was all
just growing wild. His cock was long and thick, looking delicious as is
rested in his firm hand. His legs were strong and muscular and hairy, his
calves covered with veins from playing soccer. Somehow something snapped
while I looked at him. My thoughts of somehow saving my reputation
disappeared and that need to submit and serve, my craving for cock I had
felt while blowing Felix, returned. My heart was beating faster as I began
to crawl towards Chris, into the direction of his openly spread legs. The
three white boys watched me crawl with satisfaction, enjoying me degrading
myself for their pleasure and amusement. Just as I was entering the space
between Chris' openly spread legs, he stopped me, by lifting his right foot
and pressing it into my face. I was startled and stopped moving forward. He
lowered his foot back onto the ground. I looked at it and then into his
face. He gave me a dark, mischievous smile. "Kiss me feet you fucking
monkey!"

I was shocked. Him too? I thought. Yes, Felix sometimes ushered the n-word
to tease me cause he knows how worked up I got about it. Like he would rap
along some hiphop tracks and shout out "NIGGA" extra loud, knowing how it
would irritate me. But Chris? I had never heard anything racial from
him. Has he been encouraged by Felix' blunt and straight-forward racist
slurs directed at my while I was sucking him? Has he been in on it all
along? Have they been secretly calling me "Nigger" behind my back all this
time? Where all white men, at the end of the day, looking down on black
people?

There it was again, my internal struggle. My black pride versus my deep
longing to serve this white boy in front of me. And there I was again,
abandoning my pride, my race, my self-respect, my people to kiss this white
boys' feet, thereby admitting to him that he, as all white people, was
indeed superior.

I took a deep breath through my broad nose, as my face was close to Chris'
big and masculine feet, taking in his scent. I lowered my head until my
lips touched his feet and I slowly kissed them. First the right, then the
left. I heard a clapping sound and I looked up, seeing Felix and Chris
doing a high five, with Felix saying "Nice!"

I looked up to Chris, waiting for him to tell me what to do. He shook his
head "What are you waiting for, go on. Kiss my feet, lick them, and massage
them a little too. I have been playing a lot of soccer this week. And
massage my calves too, while you are at it. They need it." Felix laughed
and clapped Chris on the back. "Nice one, dude. I think I got myself a new
best friend". Me, still startled at what Chris had just ordered me to do,
looked to Felix in shock. "But I thought we were best friends." I
said. Felix looked back at me in contempt. "Are you serious? Look at you?
You are so fucking low man. You kissing this dude's feet, sucking cock like
a little slut. Goddammit you even swallowed my nut." Laughter coming from
Chris and Ben. Felix got up and walked towards me. He was completely naked
now. He had taken off his t-shirt after he came, because he felt hot.

"Best friends are equals. We are not equal. I am at the top and you are so
far below me, I can't even see you anymore. But to be honest, I always kind
of looked down at you. You know, I am rich, you are poor. I am smart, have
good grades, you are kind of dumb. Sure, we are both in college, but most
likely I will go on to have a great life while you will probably just drop
out. Let's be real here. Yeah, we have been friends since school and he
have been hanging out for years, but I have known it for a while now, to be
honest." Felix was, once again, towering over me, looking down at me, me on
my knees to his and Chris' feet. "Known what?" I demanded to know. "That I
am better than you, you know. I mean not just better at doing stuff. That I
am worth more than you." My heart sank as I heard my formerly best friends
telling me what he really thought of me. "And I was right all along, as you
have proven today. Because what you did today, no self-respecting man would
do that. Even if someone put a gun against my head, I'd never suck another
man's cock." His dick was getting hard while he was talking down at me,
clearly enjoying me taking all of his abuse.

"Felix, please, I don't want to lose you as a friend" I
pleaded. "Please". He shook his head, almost disgusted of the mere thought,
that he and I could be considered equals.

"Look at this" he said, directing my head to his now again fully erected
cock. "Tell me the truth, and I know when you are lying. When you see my
cock right in front of my face, you want to kiss it don't you?" I stared at
his cock. His perfect, white cock and what it stood for in my mind: Power,
privilege, superiority, conquest, civilization, enslavement,
colonialism. "Yes" I said. Gently Felix guided my head into his crotch,
allowing me to take in his masculine smell while I was softly kissing his
hard dick. His hand resting on my nappy head while my face was buried in
his crotch. "And that is why we are not equal. This is not what equal looks
like" He said in a calm voice as I continued to kiss his manhood while
tears were running down my check. "That is, what equal looks like" he said,
pointing towards Chris, who was manspreading in front of me, arrogantly
displaying his magnificent cock, his low-hanging hairy balls, his big feet
. Then he pushed down my head onto Chris feet and sneered "And now kiss my
best friends feet you fucking subhuman."

The tears were running down my face as I was serving Chris' feet, while he
and Felix were talking about things they want to do together, once they
were back from this trip, making plans that clearly excluded me. Even Ben
has involved by some of their ideas. They were talking about girls again,
pussy, tits, all of that, completely ignoring me, as if I wasn't
there. This went on for a while, all the while I was massaging and
caressing Chris' feet and legs, me still spotting a rock-hard
erection. Then suddenly Chris looked at me again.

"Nigger!" he said, loud and clear. And still that word burned like a
brand. "Enough. Come here and suck my white cock". It was the first time he
or any of them explicitly referred to themselves or their cocks as
"white". I figured, degrading me together formed a bond of white
superiority and confidence among them, allowing them to finally say freely
what I was, their nigger, but also what they were, my white masters.

I crawled towards Chris' cock. It was perfect, cut, dark-ish but still
clearly white, low hanging balls and surrounded by a push of thick black
pubes. He grabbed by nappy hair, holding my head firmly with his right hand
while holding his hard cock with his other. I could not move, my face
inches away from his powerful manhood. He held me like that for several
moments and I was not sure what he was up to. "You want it, don't you? You
want me to put it on your mouth, don't you?" he asked mischievously. He
knew how turned on I was by his cock, how desperate I was to suck him. I
wish they would have at least let me keep up the facade that I am being
coerced to do this. That I could get out of this with a tiny bit of dignity
left. But it was hopeless.

I tried no nod, but he kept his firm grip. "No! Say it!" he
commanded. "Yes" I said. "Yes, what?" he asked. "Yes I want you to put your
cock in my mouth" I cried. Chris and Felix smirked at each other, while Ben
was shaking his head in disbelief. "Beg for it Nigger!" Chris said. I
couldn't believe my ears. Just half an hour ago I agreed to take my buddies
dick in my mouth, only so that I could get sucked off, and now I was
supposed to beg Chris for his Cock? Beg HIM to allow me to blow him? But I
had already gone far too deep into the rabbit hole so I decided to just
take the fall, accept my place, stop fighting it and give into my white
masters and into what I really wanted in this moment. There were no
feelings of black pride, affirmation, empowerment left in me. It all faded
in the face of complete submission.

"Please, please, please, I am begging!" I cried, cloud and clear, for
everyone to understand. "Please let my suck your big pure white cock! I
need it, I need it so badly in my mouth, I need your perfect Aryan cock,
please, please, please!"

Everyone was shocked. Obviously the didn't expect me how willingly I
admitted to by shameful desire to please him. How desperately I begged for
Chris' cock, how I openly degraded myself in front of my class mates. How I
lowered myself even more in their eyes. But the shock did not linger for
long within Chris, it quickly turned to horny aggression. He changed his
hand, now firmly holding my nappy head with his left hand and, unexpected,
his right hand rushed towards me, slapping me across the face. My cheek
burned, my eyes tearing up. I looked him into the eyes. I didn't understand
why we would hurt me. I did what he wanted, I even did more than what he
had asked for. I had bared my heart in front of him, confessed my deepest,
darkest desires, expressing nothing but worship and adoration for him. Why
would he punish me? But as I looked at the smug, self-satisfied look on his
face, I understood, he punished me simply for the fact that I was a faggot,
a nigger, and that he could do it to me. That I would let him treat me this
way.

"That's right, you piece of shit, now thank me. Thank me that I will allow
you to touch my white cock with those dirty Nigger lips!" Chris said. Felix
and Ben were watching the entire degrading scene with a sense of
self-confirming fascination. Watching a young black man virtually
confirming their deep-instilled sense of superiority and white supremacy
must have given them enormous pleasure and satisfaction.

"Thank you!" I said, again, loud and clear. I wanted them to hear. I wanted
them to witness my humiliation, my submission. I wanted to make them feel
good. I wanted to make them feel superior. I wanted them to look down at
me. I wanted to play my part not in the dismantling of white supremacy but
in its preservation.

"Thank you for letting me suck your cock, Chris!" I said directly to his
face, looking him into the eyes, addressing him by his name, to make clear
to him, this was not just some dirty talk in the heat of the moment, but
that I meant every word from the depth of my soul. "I am so grateful, that
I am allowed to suck you, Chris, please give it to me! I am going crazy
here!" Chris smiled gently and let go of my hair, allowing me to finally go
down on him.

I dove deep into his full bush of black pubes with my face, taking in a
deep and loud breath through my nose, breathing in his scent of masculinity
and power, and exhaled with a loud high-pitched moan. I began licking the
area around the base of his cock. I kissed and licked every inch of his
skin, covered with pubes. I slowly moved my lounge down his hairy ball
sack, licking both of them delicately and trying to fit them into my
mouth. "Fuck, now he is even sucking my sweaty balls, he didn't have to do
that!" Chris laughed, while Ben and Felix watched me, unable to fathom the
length I'd go to degrade myself in front of them.

I slowly ran my tongue up and down Chris' shaft, from left to right until I
finally reached the head of his cock. I slowly kissed the tip of his head
while looking Chris directly into the eyes in humility. Then I closed my
eyes and embraced his hard manhood as I took every inch into my mouth. It
felt like heaven. A wave of belonging, of peace and bliss came over
me. This was it! This was what I was meant to do, meant to be. Serving
cocky white boys, sucking their dick, making them cum, this was my purpose.

I was sucking on Chris cock like crazy, using my mouth, tongue, hands,
slurping and sucking like a wild beast. He threw his head back in ecstasy,
enjoying every second of it. Felix watched me sucking Chris with so much
enthusiasm and eagerness, much more than I had sucked him with earlier, and
he got kind of jealous that Chris was apparently receiving the better
blowjob. I noticed Ben beating off next to us.

"That's it you fucking shitskin!" Chris screamed, as he got closer and
closer. I couldn't wait for him shooting his Aryan sperm down my throat. I
was getting ever more excited as I knew he was about to cum and I loved the
fact, that I was bringing him so much pleasure. "Oh yeah, here it comes,
here it comes, swallow my load, you filthy Nigger, yeah!" and with that
Chris shot his load into my mouth, while I was willingly swallowing every
drop. Chris held my nappy head with both hands as he was unloading in my
mouth, pushing his dick as deep in my throat as he could, making my face
disappear in his full bush of pubes. "Fuck yea, I am king!" Chris said,
with a pride swollen chest. It pleased me to hear him enjoying and, even
more important, articulating his superiority while I still had his
softening cock in my mouth, eagerly licking and cleaning him up. Chris
raised his hand for a high-five with Felix. "That was some good head,
dude!" Chris said to Felix. Felix smiled and looked down at me. "Now get
all that stuff off of me, Tommy boy, clean up my pubes and balls as well!"
I did as I was told and while I was cleaning up Chris' crotch Ben blew his
load next to me. "Go lick up Ben's nut as swell!" Chris ordered me.

I obeyed and crawled over to Ben, licking up the sperm from his belly. Ben
was very smooth, had almost no pubes, only a few blond ones. He has always
been the loser in the group, we never really took him that seriously. And
now here I was, licking up his nut. He was silent, didn't move while l
licked him clean. Then, as I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth to lick
off his cum, he quietly sneered "Fucking Nigger!" My eyes got wide and I
looked at him. I could feel his dick twitching in my mouth, probably from
the power rush he just got from insulting me. He looked me in the eyes with
a devilish fire in his eyes. He always used to be the one at the bottom,
the youngest, the weakest, the butt of all jokes. The sense of
gratification he must have felt must have been immense. How much he must
have enjoyed it to finally talk down at me, as I have been giving him a
particularly hard time in the past. I gave Ben a soft kiss on his dick, as
if I was apologizing for teasing him in the past and signaling to him that
I now was truly below him, accepting my new place in the hierarchy among
us.

"Dude, I never thought I'd get my first blowjob from Tommy, that's sick!"
Chris laughed, as he put on his boxers and T-Shirt. "I know right, if I had
known what a dirty little cocksucker he was, I'd let him go down on me
years ago!" Felix responded, also getting dressed. Ben laughed listening to
his buddies joking about me, as if I wasn't even there, while he put on his
sleeping clothes and got back into his sleeping bag. I crawled back to my
sleeping bag as well, beginning to stroke my dick, which still was and has
been rock-hard the entire time. I was so ready to blow my load. I didn't
care that I didn't get to receive any head, I just wanted to wank and go to
sleep and hope everything would blow over by tomorrow.

Felix saw be beginning to jerk off. "Hey, what the fuck do you think you
are doing?" he shouted at me. "You do not get to cum!" I was confused and
stopped jerking my cock. Felix slowly approached me. "Do you think we are
just going to let you sleep here, like you are one of us? No! You are going
to sleep at the stall entry like a dog." I looked to the end of the stall,
it was open, there was no door. "Also we will keep your sleeping bag and
your clothes. That's right Tommy. You will sleep at the stall entry, in the
hay, naked. Enjoy!" The three boys laughed while I was getting hot with
shame and anger.

"Actually, help me out here, Chris." Felix said, calling Chris to him. He
took my t-shirt from my sleeping bag and pulled my hands to my back. "Sorry
Tommy, just to make sure you don't jerk off while we sleep, we are going to
tie up your hands behind your back." I couldn't believe what was
happening. They would go on to treat me this way, even after they had
cum. It was not just horny rush, not just sex play. This was for real
now. I was paralyzed as Chris held my hands on my back and Felix used my
t-shirt to tie them up. After they were done, Felix walked over to the
entrance of the stall, pointing to where I was supposed to sleep. "Come on,
crawl over here." I gave him an infuriated look but he just laughed at
me. "You don't want to crawl over here? Hm. Well, maybe this will help
motivate you." Felix said and pulled down his boxers, revealing his soft
but still slightly swollen, thick white cock, hanging between his legs
deliciously. Chris and Ben laughed and I began to crawl towards Felix,
butt-naked, hands tied behind my back and my black cock still rock-hard. I
tripped and fell several times, each time causing the boys to laugh
viciously at my clumsy attempt to move forward.

As I finally reached Felix, I tried to get my mouth on his dick, trying to
kiss it, which was pretty hard with my hands tied up. "Are you kidding me?
Fucking faggot!" he said, as he pushed me away, causing me to fall flat
into the hay. He pulled up his pants and walked over to his sleeping bag."
Ben and Chris laughed at me again. "Fucking loser" Chris sneered at me.

"Oh one more thing." Felix said, as he turned around. "You should sleep
with one eye open tonight. You know, just in case our teachers or one of
the girls come in here. You wouldn't want them to see you like this, would
you?" The boys laughed tauntingly at me, completing my humiliation. They
laid down in their comfortable sleeping bags and very soon I could hear
them snoring.

I was lying there, naked in the hay, pinching me from all sides, horny as
fuck and impossible to get any release. Felix had tied my hands up tight,
it was impossible for me to get out. And I couldn't rub by dick against
anything, because there was only hay, which was rather hurting my dick. I
thought about Felix, Chris and Ben and how they were drifting off to dream
land, relaxed and sexually satisfied, with a rightful sense of superiority
and entitlement bestowed to them merely on the basis of their skin color,
while I was trying to get my mind of my raging hard-on. Obviously I did not
get a lot of sleep that night.