Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2011 06:08:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Darnell Jones <bootybottom44@yahoo.com>
Subject: Thadeus

This is a work of fiction. This work is not intended to be read by
minors. None of the characters in it should be assumed to be minors. It
includes homosexuality, humiliation, and racial slurs. If you are offended
by this kind of fantasy, please find something else to do.

Thadeus

19 year old Thadeus was riding blindfolded in da back seat of the car. He
didn't know where he was going, and he couldn't believe he be doing it.
But when Mr. Andrews had requested that he attend a "special party," he
didn't want to say no.

In fact he didn't think he could say no. Over the past several weeks he had
increasingly become aware of the fact that as a nigger, as an ape, as a
coon, it wasn't his place to be asking a White man why. He just agree and
do as he told. He come to understand dat da White man was on earth to rule
and control da nigger and over time Thadeus had grown comfortable with that
fact, and he yearned for da security that came from being controlled by a
superior race.

But Thadeus knew that he hadn't always felt this way. Thadeus had grown up
in the city's toughest projects. He had learned the ways of the street, and
knew how to defend himself in any situation.

He was well over 6 feet tall and was as black as the night. He was a
muscular all over, with strong legs, and a massive chest that strained
against his shirt. His dick hung over 8 inches when it soft and grew to a
full foot when it be excited. His ass be round and wide, and it protruded
like a ripe peach with just a bit of kinky fuzz on it. His face be classic
nigger, with a flat nose and lips that were fat and juicy and the top of
his head be shaved clean.

If anyone were to look at Thadeus they would have seen just another young,
tough looking nigger thug with lots of street swagger and attitude.

As Thadeus sat in the back seat and bumped along what seemed to be a dirt
road. He remembered how it had all started just a few months ago. When
Thadeus had been a senior in high school a White guidance counselor had
taken an interest in the boy. He had asked Thadeus what he planned to do
when he graduated and where he wanted to go to college.

Thadeus had no idea, what to do, but the counselor had suggested a small
private school up north that offered full scholarships to young black
men. The counselor showed him a booklet for the school that was full of
pictures of students and teachers, school buildings, and athletic events.
He noticed that weren't many other niggas like him in da pics, so that made
him be a little nervous, but since he didn't have any other options he
agreed to an interview with a recruiter from the school the following
weekend.

Thadeus had been instructed to meet the recruiter, Mr. Andrews, in the
lobby of a fancy downtown hotel early on Saturday morning.  He had been
told to dress up in the clothes he normally be wearing to church.


So Thadeus had put on his black suit, a freshly ironed white shirt, white
briefs, and freshly polished black shoes. He had made sure to take a long
hot shower, and he had primped in front of the mirror that morning to make
sure he be looking good. Of course the suit was a few years old, and
Thadeus's body had become more muscular from the last two years spent in da
gym at the YMCA.  In fact it seemed like his body was straining against
thin material of his suit and shirt.

When Thadeus arrived at the hotel he was nervous. He didn't have much
experience with Whites and he was sweating profusely and his face now had a
clear sheen of sweat across it and he looked quickly over the lobby to see
if he could find the Mr. Andrews he be meeting.

He spotted an older White man sitting on the couch checking his watch, and
Thadeus walked toward him to see if he be Mr. Andrews. "Excuse me Sir, are
you Mr. Andrews," he asked. The older White man looked up and and in a
second his eyes raked over Thadeus and said "why yes I am boy, its nice to
finally meet you," and he got up and slapped his hand on Thadeus's
shoulder.

Thadeus tensed up when Mr. Andrews call him boy and when da man touch
him. He didn't like it when a White man called him boy or to be touched. He
considered himself a proud black man and it wasn't right for him to be
called a boy.

But Mr. Andrews quickly steered him towards a couch in the back of the
lobby and started talking to him quickly. Thadeus strained to listen and
understand the words that were pouring out of Mr. Andrew's mouth. Thadeus
didn't spend much time around White folks and he sometimes found them hard
to follow. They used so many big and hard to understand words.

Mr. Andrews told him all about the school, sprinkling his conversations
with the word boy and occasionally slapping Thadeus's thigh, or kneading
his shoulder. As this went on Thadeus grew more comfortable with being
called boy, and allowing a White man to touch him. He decided that maybe he
had been wrong to take offense at first, and if it be only natural that a
White man as important as Mr. Andrews to call him boy.

After about an hour Mr. Andrews asked Thadeus if he had any more questions
and when Thadeus said no he said that he only needed Thadeus to do one more
thing and that was to have a physical exam. Thadeus didn't know he need an
exam, but in just an hour he had come to trust and respect Mr. Andrews and
quickly agreed and followed Mr. Andrews to the elevator.

Mr. Andrews ushered Thadeus into the elevator and pressed the button for
penthouse. Thadeus thought to himself that he never been to a penthouse
before. Then just as quickly as the doors closed they opened and Thadeus
thought it was the hottest crib he had ever seen. There was lots of wood,
rugs, crystal, and fancy furniture. Mr. Andrews said " you like it
Thadeus"? Thadeus quickly shook his head up and down, and "yes Sir, I sho
do."

Mr. Andrews then ushered Thadeus towards the middle of the room where there
was a portable exam table, a video camera, and a small screen. He then said
slowly, "Thadeus I want you to go behind the screen and strip down to your
briefs, and then put on the dressing gown, and come back and sit on the
table and we can begin the exam"

Thadeus walked behind the screen and started to slowly undress. Meanwhile
Mr. Andrews was making sure the video camera was pointed directly at the
table. When Thadeus walked out from behind the screen he was wearing the
dressing gown with a small pair of White briefs that were packed so full of
his nigger dick and ass they seemed like they could easily burst open from
either direction.

Mr. Andrews said "Thadeus why don't you sit on the end of the table."
Thadeus answered "yes Sir" and hopped up on the end of the
table. Mr. Andrews then approached him wearing a stethoscope around his
neck and brought it up to Thadeus's chest and started to listen to his
heart and breathing. He told Thadeus to take deep breaths, and Thadeus's
black chest rose forcefully and his large black nipples seemed to rise and
harden with every breath.

Mr. Andrews took him through what seemed like a regular exam, and he also
had Thadeus stand up so he could take the measurements of his chest, waist,
neck, and even somewhat embarrassingly the size of his testicles and
balls. The whole time Mr. Andrews hands seemed to glide over Thadeus's
body, occasionally stopping to talk to Thadeus while his hands would rub
back and forth almost as if we was considering a purchase.

Then Mr. Andrews told Thadeus that he need to do a prostate exam and had
him lie back on the table and put his legs up in the stirrups. Thadeus was
embarrassed by this but he went along because he had begun to like the
White man and didn't want to disappoint him. Thadeus was confused because
he had never had these type of feelings of admiration for a White man
before but he told himself not to be dumb nigga and to just go along with
what he was being told to do.

So he laid back and lifted his long black legs up into the
stirrups. Mr. Andrews then adjusted them so that they were spread wide and
his opened up Thadeus rectum for observation and examination. Mr. Andrews
put on pair of gloves and then covered his fingers with gel and started to
gently prod Thadeus dark black buttocks with his fingers.

Thadeus had never felt so open before, and Mr. Andrews fingers quickly
seemed to go deeper and deeper into his asshole and then began to move in
and out in a steady rhythm. Thadeus began to sweat profusely, his began
licking his lips, and he grew afraid that his nigga stink was going to fill
the entire room. Then to his horror, his dick began to stir and began
swelling, and rising until it had reached its full 12 inches. It was so
hard and black that you would have thought it was a policeman's night
stick.

But Mr. Andrews paid no attention to Thadeus erect penis he seemed intent
on plunging more and more of his fingers into Thadeus gaping hole.  This
seemed to go on for an eternity, but it probably wasn't more than a few
minutes. But Thadeus was worried, he felt that tell tale rumble in his
dick, that rumble that foretold a massive cum shot.

He cried out "Mr. Andrews, Mr. Andrews, I fixing to cum," and at that very
moment his coal black penis erupted in volley after volley of thick White
cum -- shooting high into the air and then splattering all over the boy's
ashen chest and face. At that moment Mr. Andrews looked up from his task
for plunging the boy's hole and said simply, "good, we have our semen
sample," and proceeded to swap up some of the cum and place it in a test
tube.

At that very moment something changed in Thadeus. He was beginning to
realize that he had much to learn from this White man and that he best pay
attention and do what this White man wanted him to do.

Now several months later he was sitting blindfolded in the back seat of car
and unsure where he be going. But the car slowed down on what sounded like
a gravel drive, Thadeus shifted uneasily on the car seat. Thadeus was on
edge, have driven for quite sometime with a black blindfold tied around his
head cutting off his vision and forcing him to rely on his sense of smell
and hearing.


All of a sudden the car came to a halt.  He heard Mr. Andrews say "we're
here nigger." It gave Thadeus comfort to know that he was Mr. Andrew's
nigger. That he belonged to someone who made the decisions for a dumb
nigger like himself. Next thing he knew he heard Mr. Andrews walk around to
his side of the car and open the door and grab Thadeus and slowly pull him
from the car.

Once Thadeus was upright, Mr. Andrews untied the blindfold and before
Thadeus could get his bearings or understand where he was, Mr. Andrews told
Thadeus to strip naked and to fold his clothing and place it back in the
car. Soon Thadeus was standing there stark naked, with only his slave
collar around neck. The collar was locked and was something that only
Mr. Andrews could remove.

All of sudden Thadeus was aware that there were others around. Other
niggers and other White men. The White men were all clothed and the niggers
were all naked as monkeys. Then Mr. Andrews told Thadeus to get down on his
knees and to crawl behind him into the big house that stood before
them. But as Thadeus got down on his knees he saw a large white banner
strung across the front of the house with caricatures of black sambo like
drawings of either side of the banner along with a drawings of monkeys and
the sign read "Welcome to Coonfest 2011."

Thadeus felt Mr. Andrews nudge him with his boot and he quickly started
crawling behind Mr. Andrews into the house and notice that all the other
niggers were doing likewise. Once inside the house he saw a large White man
come up and pat Mr. Andrews on the back and exclaim "welcome back to
coonfest Andrews, I see you've brought another one of your fine black
college coons.  I hope I have a chance to take him for a test drive," and
then he broke into loud laughter. Mr. Andrews replied that he was glad to
be there and that a test drive might be arranged.

Mr. Andrews nudged Thadeus and gave him permission to stand on his two feet
and indicated that he should follow him to registration table. Once they
were at the table and Mr. Andrews told the White man behind the table what
his name was and then he said this is my coon Thadeus. At this point
Thadeus stood up straight, with his hands behind his back and pushed out
his chest as he had been taught by Mr. Andrews.

The man came out from behind the registration table with a small can of
White spray paint and a stencil and he painted the number 23 on Thadeus
buttocks and on his left pec. He then told Mr. Andrews to deliver Thadeus
to the slave pen in the ballroom.

Even though the slave pen was at the far end of the ballroom Thadeus could
smell the nigger stink as soon as they entered the ballroom. Mr. Andrews
walked Thadeus up to the pen and handed him over to one of the nigger
wranglers that was in charge of the pen of niggers. The wrangler check
Thadeus all over for lice, sores, and looked in his mouth and even put a
finger up his ass. Once he pronounced Thadeus ok he sprayed him all over
with a thin covering of oil so that Thadeus was a shiny as a brand black
car.

Mr. Andrews went to join the other guests for a drink in the bar while
Thadeus was left in the nigger pen with all the other jigs who had been
brought to the party. All the niggers were jabbering like monkeys and
telling each other about why their "White master" was the best.

Thadeus approached one older nigger and said "what's coonfest"? The nigger
chuckled and said, "boy, this is your lucky night". He explained that
coonfest was when every White man in the area brought at least one nigger
to the fest and would spend the whole night fucking the niggers that
belonged to the other White guests. He said there were contests and prizes
for the niggers with the fattest lips or roundest ass and for the darkest
nigger and the lightest nigger.

He went on, the fest starts with the jungle circle game. Each White man
draws a number out of the wooden watermelon bowl. The lower the number the
earlier he gets to pick a nigger out of the nigger pen and the nigger then
stands and says their name out loud, tells their occupation, and then says
I hereby declare that I believe in White power and that I am a nigger put
on earth to serve the Superior White race.

At that point you go sit at foot of the White man who has chosen you. Once
all the niggers have been chosen you then crawl between the legs of the
White men and remove his White cock and suck until it is completely
erect. You then are required to climb onto of the man's lap and to lower
yourself onto the White man's cock and you are to ride it until the White
man cums while hollering like a jungle bunny monkey. The first nigger to
make his White man cum is crowned King Monkey for the night and is given a
gold crown, scepter and robe.

Just then Thadeus looked up and saw a long line of White men beginning to
enter da room. The procession was led by a short little nigger who must
have been the king monkey cause he wearing the robe and crown. Each one of
them drew a number from a wooden bowl in da shape of a watermelon and then
sat down in one of the chairs that circled the room, 25 chairs in all.

Once all the them had been seated. One large hairy White stood up and said
"gentlemen, welcome to coonfest, let the monkey games begin."  He told the
guest who had drawn the number 1 to go to the monkey slave pen and pick out
his chimp. He then reminded us niggers what we supposed to say and do once
our name had been called. By this time all the niggers be jig jabbering,
hoping they gonna be picked early.

The first White men came up to the pen and picked 15 who was a light
skinned muscular nigger who had a fine ass and a sweet set of lips that
just looked made for sucking dick. 15 stood up when he chosen and say
"greetings White men, my name is Ralph Jefferson, I am a high school
principal and I hereby declare that I believe in White power and that I am
a nigger put on earth to serve the Superior White race."

At that point all da niggers erupted in a monkey holler and da White men
applauded and nigger 15 crawled behind his White master back to the chair
and set patiently beside him. Thadeus wondered how long before he be
picked, and he amazed by all da niggers who be there, including lawyers,
the Chief of Police and a Mayor of the small town nearby. All of them
proudly admitting that they were niggers put on earth to serve da Superior
White race. Thadeus had never realize how many niggers knew the White power
truths that he had been taught by Mr. Andrews.

All of sudden a shorter White man approached the slave pen and called out
da number 23 - the number painted onto Thadeus's chest and ass. Thadeus
rose up quickly and called out, "greetings White men, my name be Thadeus
Jackson, and I a student at White State University and I hereby declare
that I believe in White power and that I am a nigger put on earth to serve
the Superior White race." At that point all the niggers monkey hollered and
Thadeus walked behind the White man until they arrived at the chair. The
White man sat and Thadeus quickly sat by his side.

Before too long all da niggers had been claimed from the slave pen and all
were sitting beside their respective White men. Thadeus noticed that
Mr. Andrews had a short little light skin nigger sitting beside him and for
a moment he was jealous of the little nigger, and he be wishing that he be
sitting next to Mr. Andrews as his nigger.

The da host walked to the middle of room and proclaimed loudly, "niggers
prepare your masters dick," and all of the niggers proceeded to climb
between their masters legs and extract their beautiful White penises from
their pants and begin to suck them with their fat negro lips.  Around the
room you the sound of slurping and lip smacking was mixed with the moans of
the White men who were leaning back in their chairs accepting the worship
of their niggers.

This went on for a few minutes until all the White men's dicks were rock
hard and sticking up straight. At that point the host return to the center
of the room with his White dick sticking straight out of his fly and said
"its time for the niggers to sit up on these supreme White cocks to ride
them like monkeys until they are blessed to receive White seed up their
nasty coon holes.

Thadeus rose quickly and looked at the White man who had chosen him for
signal that he wanted Thadeus to mount himself on the man's White dick
which had grown to a tremendous size. The man nodded so Thadeus spread his
legs wide and proceed to lower his coon ass down onto the White man's
superior dick. The man's cock was also thick so it took Thadeus a minute to
spear himself on it.

Once he did Thadeus began to move up and down on the man's cock, tightening
his coon hole, and making chimp noise like Mr. Andrews had taught him. He
began to move faster and faster and his chimp calls also grew in volume
only to met by equally loud chimp noise from da other niggers in da
room. Thadeus's deep black cock was rock hard and rubbing up and down the
chest of the White man that he was ridding.

Thadeus began to call out "fuck this dumb nigger, fuck this dumb nigger,"
only to met by harder and deeper thrusts by da White man. This only
encourage Thadeus to ride faster and to babble like a crazy jigaboo. But
then Thadeus started to hear rumblings coming from da White man he be
riding and Thadeus responded by squeezing his nigger pussy as tight as he
could and telling the White man to make him his nigger bitch and to fuck
his sambo ass.

And then it happened, the White man yelled out, sweet jesus, nigger you
making me cum," and in an instant Thadeus's coon ass was flooded with White
man seed. The host of the coon fest ran over and brought his dick to
Thadeus face and said "congratulations nigger," and shot a load of White
cum all over Thadeus's face. With that he patted Thadeus on the back and
announced " congratulations, you are a new king monkey, now why dont you
get down on your knees and clean your nigger stink off this White
gentlemen's cock."

Thadeus then turned around and saw Mr. Andrews giving him the look that a
proud White master gives his nigger when he's done good, and with that he
got down on his knees and began cleaning the White man's cock with some of
the fattest nigger lips that anyone at coonfest ever remembering seeing.

Da End