Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2020 12:20:09 -0700
From: Ritch M <dcrichpup@gmail.com>
Subject: Rich Boy Slut - 18

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Ritch heard his phone ping letting him know he had a new message. A smile
spread across his face as he read it.

"Get yo bitch ass over here now. My apartment needs cleaning, faggot."

He threw on a jockstrap, running shorts, and a tank top. Lacing on his
shoes and grabbing phone, keys, and bus fair he headed towards the
door. "I'm going for a run. I'll be back in a couple hours." There was no
response from his parents.

It took the slut nearly forty-five minutes to get to Dre's apartment. He'd
planned on going to the park to cruise for dick, but if the man wanted his
apartment cleaned the bitch couldn't think of a better way to spend his
Saturday.

"Faggot."

"White boy whore."

"Got a nice big dick to choke you with."

Ritch couldn't turn his head fast enough to see all the guys making lewd
comments. Many of them had bred his ass at one of the many gang bang
parties Dre held with the blond as the star attraction. Some of the women
in the building were no better with what they called the slut.

Arriving at Dre's door he was about to knock, but there was a note taped to
the door. "Had to run out. Be back soon. Strip to your underwear. Put
everything in the bag and wait. If you don't, don't bother coming back."

Of course Ritch would do as instructed. He loved the way the man abused
him. Dre made sure the bitch knew he was the maid and his whore to turn out
anytime it pleased him. The man often charged a small fee to any guy who
wanted to use the white boy as a cumdump or urinal. More than one month the
bitch's ass and earned enough to pay his entire rent. In the middle of the
hallway with people occasionally walking past, Ritch stripped to his
jockstrap and sat on the floor to wait.

An older woman walked past with a cart of groceries in tow. "Good
lord. You're back again? Show some respect and put your clothes on before I
call the police." She disappeared into her apartment at the end of the
hall.

The boy considered her demand as he didn't want to get arrested, but Dre's
note said to wait in his underwear and that's what he would do.

A half hour passed and a large man in shorts and a tank top emerged from
the stairs and walked down the hall. He wasn't muscular, but not quite
overweight either. His height seemed to balance his form out, but he looked
huge. The exposed skin was some of the darkest Ritch had ever seen. The
bulge in the shorts looked exceptionally promising. He stopped a few doors
down eyeing the white boy as he turned his key. "You here to suck that
faggot's dick, boy?"

"If he'll let me, Sir."

The man started to close the door but stopped. He watched the boy for
another moment and groped his crotch. "Get in here now, bitch."

Ritch jumped to his feet. "Sir, I have to wait for him or I'll be in
trouble."

"What the fuck did I say. That wasn't a fuckin' request. Get your lily
white ass in here now!"

The slut grabbed his bag of clothes and scrambled into the man's
apartment. The big guy stuck a note on Dre's door before locking the bitch
in his own unit.

He stared down at the white boy with contempt. "Pull it out, faggot."

The blond did as he was ordered and opened the shorts. The man was going
commando and Ritch dutifully lowered the shorts and helped the man step out
of them. He was presented with the darkest cock he'd ever seen. Soft it
hung down at least eight inches with a heavy foreskin covering the
head. Large low hanging balls dangled below the thick meat. Leaning in,
Ritch breathed in the strong musk and sighed happily. He rubbed the dick
and balls all over his face and then kissed the tip. "May I please suck
you, Sir."

"Do it, faggot."

The slut took the head into his mouth, teasing the foreskin before working
his tongue under the hood. Wonderful flavors filled the boy's senses. He
withdrew the meat from his mouth and pulled back the foreskin. The pink
head looked out of place surrounded by the ultra black skin surrounding
it. The blond dutifully cleaned the head before pulling the skin forward
again to encircle his tongue.

The man watched as the small boy worked, marveling at the feel of it and
trying not to moan and show his pleasure. Instead he pushed the boy making
him land on his ass as he turned to relax in his favorite chair. He spread
his legs wide and growled at the boy. "Get off your fuckin' ass and get
back on my cock."

"Yes, Sir." The boy crawled between the outstretched legs and again took
the head into his mouth.

Thinking the boy was just playing around and teasing him by only working
the head, he grabbed two fistfuls of blond hair and shoved his hardening
cock down the boy's throat. The momentary dissatisfaction at not making the
boy choke was replaced by incredible pleasure as the faggot not only took
his dick to the base, but was working his throat around it like he was
swallowing. This time he couldn't hold back his moan.

Ritch let the man set the pace, enjoying the feel of the hands on his head
continually forcing him up and down the still growing shaft. The boy
desperately wanted it pounding his ass, but figured the man would take him
that way if he wanted. As the cock reached full hardness it felt to be
around ten inches. He didn't realize the man was watching his jockstrap
framed ass bouncing in a mirror across the room.

The slut was being used like a fleshlight by the man and he was thrilled to
do it. He rolled the heavy balls around in one hand and reached for a
nipple with the other. Moans of pleasure were music to his hears.

Much sooner than either would have liked, the man roared. "OH SHIT. TAKE MY
NUT YOU FUCKIN, FAGGOT, COCKSUCKER."

Ritch was held down on the cock as it throbbed in his throat, emptying the
balls without him getting a taste other than the final drops.

He pushed the fag away when he'd finished with him. "Get out."

The slut grabbed his bag of clothes and returned to the hall. He could see
Dre's door opened and knocked, waiting for permission to enter.

"Thought I told you to wait, bitch."

"I'm sorry, Sir. Your neighbor..."

"I know you were sucking his cock. Lil' faggot, white boy like you can't
help himself when offered a black cock. You just gotta drop to your knees
and show what a slut you is. I promised him you would. But you didn't do
what you were told, so you gotta be punished. Hand over the bag." When the
boy complied, the man set it near the window. "If you do a good job, you'll
get it back. Otherwise you walkin' home in just that jock. Now get to
work. I want this place spotless."

The large man from across the hall walked in. "Gotta admit. The bitch is
better than you said. Here's the twenty I owe you."

"Told ya my bitch was good. You know the price of yo want his ass or you
can wait for his next party and get a discount."

"You think my dick is gonna fit in that little ass?"

"It'll fit. Just force it 'til it does. The bitch loves to be raped."

The guy eyed the jock framed ass, adjusting his growing cock as he turned
and left.

Ritch took Dre's laundry to the building's basement to get it started. An
old woman in her eighties laughed her ass off seeing the boy. "At least one
white boy learned some respect and does as his Master tells him." The blond
blushed deeply.

Back in the apartment, he scrubbed, dusted, and cleaned every inch of
it. Dredlocks, who he'd learned was called Jerome, walked in and fist
bumped Dre. You still got this bitch cleaning for you?"

"Hell yeah. Why would I do it when he gets off on it?"

"I found him on the bus and you get all the rewards. He should be working
in my place."

"You're too scared someone in your building will find out you like
dick. Everyone here knows about me and don't give a shit."

"Yeah, yeah. I need his ass when he's done, then you can take mine."

"Looks like he's about done. Yo, Bitch. Get yo ass out here and take care
of your other Master. He wants some of that worthless pussy."

Ritch ran into the room, skidding on the floor as he stopped and dropped to
his knees in front of Jerome's outstretched legs.

Both men were laughing as the small hands worked to free the meat inside
the shorts.

"Hungry little fucker, ain't he?"

"You know it, Jer. Just as hungry and desperate to get some black dick as
the night we met him." Dre smiled as the slut swallowed his lover and best
friends cock to the base. "Any other bitch woulda been scared off after
that train we ran on him. Not this ho. Just keeps comin' back fo more."

Jerome moaned as the boy sucked him, quickly bringing him to full
hardness. "Show me that ass, bitch. Who owns it?"

Ritch spun around, dropping his chest to the floor with his ass pointed at
the man. "Sir Jerome and Sir Dre own this slut's body, Sir."

"Got that right, bitch." Jerome knelt behind the boy, spit a couple times
on the up turned hole and shoved his dick in balls deep on the first
try. "Fuck I love the feel of that hole wrapped around me. Faggot's only
reason to exist is to take dick for us." He started pounding the small
white ass while gripping the boy's hips tight.

Dre watched his friend and rubbed his own crotch. He moved in front of the
boy and pulled out his own large piece of meat. "Open."

The slut lifted his chest off the floor and wrapped his lips around Dre's
cock. The man held his head still on the semi hard dick and let out a
sigh. The boy felt the acidic liquid filling his mouth and quickly began to
swallow.

"That's it, bitch. Drink your owner's piss." As his stream came to a stop
he started pumping into the boy's throat, matching Jerome's strokes so they
both bottomed out at the same time.

"Fuck. Love seeing him spit roasted. Not gonna last long. His ass is just
too fuckin' good today."

"Breed the bitch, Jer."

"Awe shit. Take it, faggot. Take my nut." Jerome roared as he unloaded in
the slut. It took him about ten minutes to come down from the high of his
orgasm and finally pull out of the bitch. "Clean me."

Ritch dutifully swallowed the man's softening dick and sucked him until he
was pushed away.

"That's enough for now." Jerome turned and leaned over the couch. "Now eat
my sweaty, fuckin' ass."

The blond didn't need to be asked twice and moved in. He inhaled deep. A
clean, but sweaty and musky scent filled his nose making his already hard
cock throb. He worked his Sir's ass for twenty minutes before the man
stood.

"Fuck that feels good. I need yo dick in me, Dre. Time for you to get out,
faggot."

"Be here next Friday and don't plan on goin' home 'til Sunday. Got a big
party lined up for you. Got about two hundred already prepaid for the video
feed."

Dre was leaning on the window sill beside the boy's bag of clothes. He
looked down into the alley and smiled as he pushed the bag out and watched
it fall into the dumpster below. "Opps. My bad. Sorry about that,
bitch. Better hurry to get yo stuff."

The men roared with laughter as the jockstrap clad white boy raced out the
door in search of his clothes.

@@@@

Ritch knew his way around the building. He'd had to haul trash out to the
dumpsters before. As he rounded the corner he stopped to see a group of six
teens in the alley holding the bag his clothes had been in.

"Looks like I got me a new phone." One of the teens waved the device around
as he leered at the white boy.

Walking into the middle of the group, the blond felt himself getting hard
again. "Can I please have my stuff back?"

"Oh, this yo stuff? We found it in the dumpster, so it's ours now."

"Yo got somethin' to buy it back wit?"

"Looks like someone's nut's leakin' out of the faggot's pussy."

"No doubt. The bitch comes here to get raped. Saw in the door at one of the
parties they threw for him."

"If he likes dick that much he can work to get his clothes back. Sound good
to you, faggot. Willin' to suck my cock to get this stuff back?"

"I'll suck off all of you and you can fuck me if you give me my things
back. I'll do whatever you want."

"Fuckin' faggot. Suck my dick now." He grabbed the blonds head and forced
it into his crotch.

Ritch grabbed the waistband of the guys shorts and underwear and pulled
them below his balls. Lifting the semi hard meat to his lips, he swallowed
it and feverishly worked his tongue around it to get the guy hard.

"Awe shit. He's actually doin' it."

"Damn right he's doin' it. He's a white boy faggot. Can't help himself."

"He any good?"

"Oh fuck yeah. Sucks dick better than yo sister."

"Don't be talkin' about my sister, asshole. An she better not be suckin' yo
dick unless you payin' me for her to do it."

The teen getting the blowjob wrapped his fingers in the blond's hair and
pulled him all the way on. "He ain't even choking. Got my dick in his
throat and he's fuckin' swallowin' around it."

"Not chokin' cause you got a small dick." One of the oldest in the group
teased as he moved behind the blond. "Guess since you got that hole
occupied I'll take this one. He whipped out his hard dick and shoved it
into the cum lubed ass. "Shit he's tight. Even after getting banged."

"Gonna nut down his throat soon. Just too fuckin' good. Awe yeah,
bitch. Take it." He held the small teen on his cock as he unloaded. "Next."
He stepped away as other took his place.

"At least we can't knock up this bitch."

The guy pumping the slut's ass picked up speed. "Gonna breed him. Fuck this
pussy's good." He tried to hold him his moan as his cock throbbed and added
his cum to the blonds ass.

"Should we text the rest of the guys about the available pussy?"

"Fuck yeah. Let'em all know."

The guy who'd just bred the bitch's ass picked up the bag of clothes and
wiped his dick off on the blond's shirt. Tossing it back in the bag he
smirked as the blond and other teens watched him. He held the bag just
below his cock and started pissing in it. The others roared with laughter.

Ritch pulled off the dick he was currently sucking. "Can I drink the rest
of your piss, Sir?"

"Suck fuckin, faggot." The guy pinched off his stream, moved to the boy's
face and let it go. The piss splashed in Ritch's face as he opened his
mouth to take any he could get.

The guys dragged the blond into an unused room at the back of the building
as more teens showed up. Three hours later the last of them walked off
leaving the slut in a puddle of piss and dripping cum.

His clothes were still in the alley, soaked and filthy, but he had
something to cover up on. The phone was another matter. It was long
gone. He'd have to give his parents some excuse for what happened to it. He
knew he'd never be able to get on the bus in the condition he was in.

As the sky darkened with dusk, the blond started his long walk home, proud
of the taking on the group of teens and hoping they'd use him again.

@@@@

Dante was laughing his ass off as he pictured the boy walking through the
hood, soaked in piss with his face and hair streaked with cum. "You really
haven't found a black dick you won't take, have you, bitch?" He didn't
expect the boy to answer since his cock was buried in the tight throat as
Cesar lapped away at the slut's ass. He'd been taping away on his phone as
he finished reading.

"Get down to the playroom. Open the door, lights to level three, lock
yourself to the fuck bench, and put on a blindfold."

"Yes, Sir."

"Got some of the off duty K-9 officers coming over. They're horny as
fuck. When they done with you, gonna see if I can get more than twenty
bucks a fuck for your ass." He slapped boy boy's butt hard. "Now, who owns
you?"

"You do, Sir. My Master, Sir Dante owns this bitch."

"Damned right. I own you until I get bored with your used up hole. Now get
moving whore. You got work to do."


***To Be Continued***

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