I'm Max, a Junior in a large city High School. We have a lot of black students, and they took over one of the boy's room as their own – whites were not welcomed. It seemed strange to me that segregation was outlawed before I was even born, yet it was the black kids who imposed it here.

It may not have been legal, but nobody challenged it – there were plenty of boy's rooms, and it wasn't worth getting into a fight about. Then one day I had to take a leak really bad while between classes, and the boy's room the black guys used was the only one nearby. I thought about passing it by and finding another, but I couldn't hold it that long.

I walked in and right up to a urinal. One kid said, "Hey, you aren't supposed to be in here!"

I knew I shouldn't show any fear, so I responded, "Too bad – I gotta go!"

As I was washing my hands afterward, the guy continued, "The only way white boys are allowed to use our room is if you blow anyone who wants it."

"Fuck you!" I said, grabbing a paper towel to dry my hands.

Suddenly I was grabbed from behind and my arms pinned behind my back. "We'll see about that," the guy said, as I was forced to my knees.

He stood in front of me and took his cock out, bringing it just inches from my face. "I'm J'mal," he said, "I want you to know who you're sucking"

I refused to open my mouth, but J'mal pinched my nose, preventing me from breathing. I struggled to breathe and finally had to open my mouth, and then he forced his cock in. I tried to resist, but felt a knife against my throat, and stopped struggling.

The boy with the knife said, "That's it, white boy – you like that BBC [Big Black Cock], don't you?"

J'mal added, "If you know what's good for you, you'll do your best for me, and if I feel your teeth, you'll be cut."

He told me about moving my tongue around, and it wasn't really terribly bad – just very humiliating. His cock grew as I sucked him, and he moved in and out of my mouth. "I'm gonna nut in your mouth," said J'mal, "And you better swallow, and like it!"

Blacks have their own language, and I didn't understand what he meant, but I soon found out as he filled my mouth with his load. It was really bad tasting, and I thought I'd puke, but forced myself to swallow.

"Now that you swallowed my load," said J'mal, "You are my personal cocksucker – so don't forget it!"

They let me go and I got out on my feet and hurried to my next class. I felt so dirty and it seemed like everyone would know what I'd done – like I had "faggot" written on my forehead. I arrived in class late and was marked tardy, but that was the least of my concerns.

I don't remember much about that class – I just felt so violated – all because I had to take a leak so badly. I thought about what J'mal said about me being his personal cocksucker – that sounded like he expected more, but there was no way I was gonna suck him again!

At lunchtime I a bought my lunch and sat alone – I didn't feel like being with anyone right now. In a few minutes a buxom black girl sat down and said, "I'm Jayla – J'mal's girlfriend." I was in no mood for whatever she had in mind, and responded, "What do you want?"

"I wanted to meet you, since you'll be sucking J'mal," she said.

"I don't think so," I shot back.

"It's not good to resist," she said, "And in time you'll start to really like it, which is why I want you to know you shouldn't get to like J'mal's cock too much – it belongs to me."

"What if I don't want to suck him?" I asked.

"You already did, and swallowed his load," she replied, "So now you have to suck him whenever he wants."

"So why do you go along with this?" I asked.

"It works out well when I have my period," Jayla said, "Your mouth will keep him happy and away from other girls. You'll be sucking him a lot at first, but then mainly during my period. But don't worry, he'll have you sucking all his friends too."

"No fuckin' way!" I protested.

"You can fight it if you like," she responded, "But in the end you'll do it, and you'll accept the rules: once you swallow a guy's load, you are his personal cocksucker and have to suck him any time he wants, as well as anyone he tells you to suck. Once you swallow their loads you are their personal cocksucker as well."

"Sounds like I'm in for a rough time," I acknowledged.

"Only if you fight it," Jayla said, "If you accept it, you could have a great time milking all the BBC you can get!"

Jayla got up and wished me well as she departed. I spent the rest of the school day thinking about what she said. I thought about what I would do when J'mal demanded his next blowjob. Based on this morning, I knew he wouldn't take "no" for an answer. As far as I could tell, I had three options: fight, run or submit. Many of the black guys worked out, and grew up learning how to fight, so that didn't seem like a good option. I might be able to run, but sooner or later they could catch up to me, and I might end up with a beating.

The only practical option was to submit. I thought that by being cooperative I might be able to reason with J'mal and put an end to this. I sure didn't welcome the idea of sucking him again and pumping another load of cum into my mouth, but it seemed I had no choice.

At the end of the day I went to my locker and there was a note stuck into the door that said, "Meet me at the west exit – J"

I was tempted to just ignore it, but gathered to courage to face up to this, and resolved to face J'mal and negotiate an exit from this.

I went to the west exit and saw J'mal, Jayla and two other black guys waiting.

Jayla greeted me and said she was glad I decided to cooperate. That wasn't the way I saw it, but this was no time to debate it. "We need to talk," I said to J'mal."

"First things first," he said. He took Jayla's hand and walked to the back of the building, by the trash dumpsters. His two friends each took one of my arms and led me along. I considered breaking free, but thought better of it. When we got to the dumpsters we stood between two of them and J'mal unzipped. Jayla took out his cock and stroked him to erection.

"This may be attached to J'mal," she began, "But just remember this cock belongs to me, and I'm just lending it to you – I hope you appreciate it!"

I said nothing, and she quickly added, "What are you waiting for? You're his personal cocksucker – when you see him hard you should be on your knees!"

Submission was my only option, so I dropped to my knees and opened my mouth. Jayla guided J'mal's cock into my mouth and I began to suck. J’mal and Jayla kissed as I sucked, and he felt her big tits. I closed my eyes, wishing this wasn't happening, and that seemed to help. Sucking J'mal really wasn't all that bad – it was mainly the humiliation that bothered me.

"Look this way!" said Jayla. I opened my eyes and looked to her as she snapped a picture of me sucking J'mal. I imagined my life being completely ruined once she posted the picture on the internet. Once on a social media site most of the kids in the school would see it before the site took it down.

I thought I was really screwed this morning, but it just kept getting worse! I tried to focus on sucking J'mal – in my current plight that was a more pleasant thought that some of the others. Soon he began to cum and I swallowed. It wasn't as bad tasting as the first time, but certainly wasn't a good taste.

Then J'mal said, "As my personal cocksucker, I order you to blow Jake and Lee. Each of his friends stood in front of me with their cocks before me. As I sucked them Jayla took pictures – how much more screwed could I be? After swallowing both their loads, Jayla confirmed that I was now the personal cocksucker of J'mal, Jake and Lee. She said she would keep track and give my phone number to each of them so they could arrange future sucks.

They let me go, and I went home, feeling thoroughly humiliated. Jayla said I had done well and promised not to post the pictures as long as I cooperated. I had no choice – of course I would.

It was my habit to jack-off in bed each night. It was a great way to end the day and it helped me sleep. That night as I stroked, I couldn't help but think about sucking J'mal and his friends. I tried to force those disgusting thoughts out, in favor of girlie thoughts. I even tried thinking about Jayla and sucking her big tits. That worked for a while and I imagined her directing me to suck another cock and taking my picture as I did. I couldn't help myself when I came thinking about a BBC in my mouth!

I was ashamed afterward and knew I couldn't continue like this. Each time I jacked-off after that I would have a hot girl fantasy to focus on, but without warning, they always morphed into cocksucking and I would cum then.

I found myself thinking about BBC often – initially to ponder how to get out of this trap, but after a while I found myself enjoying it. I even began to look forward to more sucking. J'mal would text me with the names of more friends to suck and I actually looked forward to new cocks. I would meet them as directed, and after swallowing each load I was now their personal cocksucker as well.

It has been three months since I first sucked J'mal. He has me busy sucking lots of his friends, although he does call on me about a week a month during Jayla's period. She still keeps track of who I suck, and told me I was personal cocksucker to 37 different guys. I suck some of them regularly, an others only occasionally. She told me she wants me to be at 100 by summer break.

I soon wanted that as well. I've come a long way since that one time I had to pee so badly!

  To be continued . . .

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