Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2010 15:30:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: D.O. <celliophonic@yahoo.com>
Subject: Breaking and Entering (Gay, Authoritarian)

		    Breaking and Entering -- A Vignette

By D.O.
celliophonic@yahoo.com
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            I stepped into the darkened kitchen, wearing black cargo shorts, a
black tank top and a black ski mask. The light underneath the microwave was left
on low. There was the money, just like we had agreed on. Heh, heh fucking easy
kesh. This white boy was going to get the fuck of his life and I was going to
make an easy fifteen hundred. Quite a business I had going; fake-raping white
boys, giving them their hottest sexual thrill, while I have an effortless way of
getting my rocks off and making damn good money. Considering I usually only put
in about an hour or two per job, it was fucking great money.


                Me, name's Trayvon, I'm 29 and I'm in great fuckin' shape.
Played some strong safety in college, might have gone onto the pros, too if not
for a knee injury. Ahhh well. No question why the ladies and fags are always
lookin' my way. Six foot three and two hundred twenty five pounds and
well-muscled. Oh and, well-hung too, in case you're wondering. I know you are,
faggot. Got my steely nine inch long, six and half inch around black python
cumming for your ass next. Yeah......

                Suddenly I heard a sound and the room was bathed in light. There
was Doug, wearing nothing but his briefs. Heh, such a white boy. "What the hell
is going on here? W.....who the fuck are you, dude?" Nice acting, Doug. What a
faggot. "Yeah, I'm stealin' your shit, motherfucker! Whatchoo gonna do about
it?" I gave him a harsh look, like I was a street thug from the ghetto. "I...I'm
calling the cops, you asshole! They're gonna lock you up, shithead!"

                I slide towards him with the quickness of a mongoose. I may not
have 4.3 speed anymore, but I can still fuckin' move. "Oh you think so, you
white motherfucker? You gonna call the cops, huh?" I push him back into the
hallway and start moving him towards his bedroom. "Yeah, maybe I'll take a piece
of ass instead of your fuckin' X-box and your flat screen, huh? Or maybe I'll do
you good and still take what I want. You still gonna call the cops after I've
raped your mouth and asshole, fucker? Huh, tough guy?"


                In one blinding motion, I tear his briefs right off his body. He
gasps as I do so and shrinks away from me trying to hide his nakedness. Although
he's trim and in good shape he only stands about five nine and weighs no more
than a buck seventy and I tower over him in the shadowy hallway; he's trembling,
probably from both excitement and the artificial fear I've instilled in him.
I've seen it before when I've played this game. I grab the elastic bungee cord
hanging on the coat rack near the hall. Before he can think or react I grab the
punk, spinning him around and slamming him (lightly) against the wall and pull
both his wrists behind his back. I quickly wrap the cord around them and then
push his now completely helpless, naked form into the bedroom.


                "Get on the bed, whiteboy. You about to be my bitch..." He's
quivering now, almost breathless with fear and anticipation. His little prick is
rock fuckin' hard and leaking precum like he's got a faucet in there.
 "P...please, no. You don't have to do this. You can take anything...anything you
want. Just take the shit and go...please..." He's a good actor, although maybe a bit
of him isn't acting; I put on a pretty good show, and his real defense
mechanisms may be kicking in. Part of him may be convincing himself that this is
real. All the better for the performance. "Oh, I'll take what I want, thanks
white boy! But right now, I'm helping myself to your mouth. Suck me, bitch!"
With that, I shove him roughly to the ground and unzip my cargo shorts. My
semi-hard cock plops out, hanging in mid air, right before his astonished eyes.
I'm pretty sure he had no real idea of my proportions, even after reading my
Craigslist ad, wherein I describe myself very accurately, to the last inch and
pound. Yeah, he may not think so just now, but this is exactly what he's always
wanted, some dark meat to feast on.


                "I said suck my cock, twink! Get to work on my joint, you
fucking faggot cock-sucker! DO IT NOW!" I shout the last part and I see him
cringe a bit, I'm sure afraid of his neighbors hearing what he's up to. He
raises himself up on his haunches until he's level with my prick. Then he
tentatively licks the tip, tasting a droplet of precum. Fuck this, this faggot
is getting throat-raped, none of this gentle lick lick, kissy kissy bullshit.
Time for him to taste me. "Here we go, faggot! Time to dine on nigger prick!" I
shove my cockhead between his lips and he gasps as he gets his first taste of
black cock and an idea of just how fuckin' big I really am. I'm not waiting for
him to adjust; he paid for a rape and by God, he's gonna get raped. Hard! I
force my way in, feeling his tongue slide all over me and then I'm hitting the
back of his throat and can feel his gullet furiously trying to adjust to my
girth. He's choking, gagging, gasping for air but I don't give a fuck. My job is
to give these white faggots what they paid for, not to be all lovey-dovey with
them. "Look up at me when you're sucking my prick, white boy! Look me in the eye
and know that I'm your superior in every way. I'm gonna rape you like you're a
weak little school girl and there ain't nothin' you can do about it. Yeah, there
you go. Look me in the eye. Shit! Look at you, on your knees, your hands tied
behind you......sucking a black man's prick. Bet your daddy's real proud of you, huh
faggot?" His little dick is throbbing now, oozing out precum in a never-ending
stream, even as he continues to choke and gag on my Black Bull Cock...

                I'm fully hard by now, hammering this white fucker's mouth like
I own it. Shit I really do own it now. I've made it into my own personal suction
tunnel. I can tell by the way he's practically nursing on my cock like a baby
nurse's it's momma's teat that he's really getting into sucking me. He's got me
completely rock hard. "Yeah, you love the taste and flavor of me don't you,
whitey? Huh? Love sucking that black fucker...? Loving that taste? Yeah... I got
another flavor for you, bitch and I can't guarantee you gonna like it but tough
shit!" I pull out of his yawning mouth and roughly pull him up and throw him on
the bed on his back, with his head hanging slightly off the edge. Without giving
him a second to recover, I turn around and violently push my ass down on his
face. "Time for your real dinner, punk! Eat my fuckin' asshole, you fuckin'
piece of shit! Worthless faggot pansy bitch! Eat my ass! Fuckin' eat it, honky!"
I rub my crack all over his face, making sure he gets a real good whiff of butt
odor. "What are you waitin' for faggot? A dinner invitation? I said eat my
asshole! So start eatin'!" I hear him groan out feebly; almost as if this wasn't
something he had anticipated being part of the act. He forgot to read the fine
print, I guess. Too bad for him. Then, I have to smile as I feel his tongue
licking past my taint, wandering up into my crack and then starting to probe my
hole. Within a few seconds he's drilling into my shitter, like he was born to
eat ass. Seconds after that, his lips are sealed around my pucker and I can feel
him ramming his licker up as far into my hole as he can get, devouring my poop
chute. He's groaning and moaning the entire time, and I can tell he's immensely
turned on right now. Another satisfied customer. We got a ways to go though, in
our little dance.


                "Yeah! Eat my fuckin' hole, white boy! You like tasting my shit
on your lips and tongue? Huh? You like the rich, earthy flavor of a black man's
asshole? Get that fuckin' tongue up into my pooper, faggot! Eat my fuckin'
manhole, you twink bitch!" I'm yelling at him, making it seem as much like a
real rape as possible. I let him continue stabbing his talented tongue into my
shitter for a couple more minutes then I pull myself off his face. I look back
down at him, peering through the eye slits on the ski mask and I have to laugh
out loud. "Jesus Christ, your face is a mess, faggot. Saliva runnin' down your
fuckin' chin, fuckin' ass slime and pubic hair all over! Quite a site, bitch! If
only your daddy could see you now, huh? Eating a black man's asshole like it was
your last fuckin' meal! Damn boy, you ate me out real fine! You sure you ain't
had nigger ass before? Huh, sweetie-pie?" Doug is gasping for air now, and
trembling even harder than before. That tends to happen to these white boys who
pay me. They got no idea coming in, just how intense even a fake rape is gonna
be. Hit's `em like a freight train.


                Again allowing for no relax time in between, I aggressively flip
him over so he's on his tummy, his very cute bubble but arching back towards me,
just a little. This is gonna be a fine ass to fuck. I grab his wrists, still
corded behind his back and gruffly pull him back and up. "On your knees, faggot.
Gonna take my cock like a fuckin' dog, you are. Like the bitch you are..." He
starts to mumble something, but I grab the underwear I ripped from him earlier
and stuff them in his mouth, effectively silencing him. He's groaning out
something around the gag, but I can't tell what it is and I don't give a fuck.
Time to take this boy pussy. Enough fuckin' around! Heh the little faggot even
left out some lube on the nightstand, looks like Astroglide. What a pansy, but I
spritz some onto my palm and slather it up and down my throbbing prick. I push
my hand onto the small of his back forcing him to thrust his chest down into the
sheets at an angle and causing his buns to rise up before me. Fuck that hole is
so fuckin' tight looking. "Time for the fuck, boy. This is what you've been
waiting for, right? Can't wait for a black cock to, how did your ad go again?
Destroy your rectum or some such shit? Heh, heh. Well your wish is about to come
true, fucker. I'm the original rectum-wrecker and I am gonna breed this white
ass so you won't never forget it!"


                In keeping with my adherence to quickness, I ditch any further
adieu and line up my cockhead with his pink pucker. As lubed up as my prick is,
ain't no way he's keeping me out and I'm just too fucking strong for him,
anyway. I look down and see his sphincter starting to yawn open around my
dickhead and soon I'm burying myself to the hilt in his stink. "Oh, fuck yeah,
that is some hot and moist pussy you got here, white boy... You feel me in you
faggot? Feel me taking what I fuckin' want? I'm taking your pride and your
self-dignity right now, bitch boy! Yeah, squeeze your rapist, whore! Squeeze the
big black cock of the big black nigger who's raping your pansy ass! DO IT BITCH!
Use those pussy muscles to squeeze my bull prick!" Doug is crying now, but
they're tears of sheer joy as he gets the ass-raping he's always dreamed of. I
plow into his upturned tush, not being gentle as I use the hard anal invasion to
claim his most intimate spot. His moaning becomes almost deafening as I thrust
repeatedly into his bowels, stretching his anal ring to the limit. My heavy
balls are hitting the underside of his sac, as I bottom out inside him. Jesus,
this is fuckin' good! I think he's begging me to fuck him harder, but through
the wadded up underwear I stuffed in his mouth, who can tell?


                So I just continue hammering the hapless homo's hole. Man this
some E-Z fuckin' money! The walls of his rectum are sticking to my cock, hot and
moist and tight. Shit this fucker's butthole gonna be in a shambles tomorrow.
This is what he wanted though... It's only been about ten minutes since I started
fucking his pussy, but the little punk is suddenly shooting his load underneath
me. Heh, heh, couldn't even jerk off, just came from the friction of my cock in
his ass. Fuck! I'm gonna cum too! "OOOHH YEAH FAGGOT! FEEL YOU BLASTING YOUR
FUCKIN' LOAD LIKE A BITCH! FEELS GOOD ON MY PRICK TWINK! YOUR FUCKIN' STINKHOLE
READY TO BE BRED BOY? READY FOR ME TO OFFICIALLY MAKE YOU MY GIRL? HUH PANSY?
YEAH YOU GONNA TAKE MY CUM LIKE A GOOD LITTLE GIRL AREN'T YOU? YOU FUCKIN'
WORTHLESS FAGGOT BITCH! OOOHHHHHHHH Y...Y...YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH! OHHH SHIIIIIT YOU
FUCKIN' WORTHLESS CUNT! YOU FAGGOT COCK-SUCKER! YOU SUCKED MY PRICK; YOU ATE MY
ASS OUT. NOW YOU'RE TAKING MY SPERM UP YOUR SHITTER, FAGGOT!" I was screaming
now, howling at the top of my lungs as my orgasm blew through me like a
hurricane. God it's so fucking good... I pull out of him with a loud `PLOP!'


                It's done. I collapse on top of faggot Doug on the bed and we're
both gasping for breath. I pull his smelly under shorts out of his mouth and he
meekly thanks me. "Ain't done yet, faggot. Time for you to clean me up and then
get your reward." He looks at me with horror in his eyes. "B...but wha.....what...I
don't..." I slapped him across his face to ward off any further dissension. "Part
of the deal, boy. You're gonna clean every last drop of cum, shit, blood, lube,
butt slime whatever is on my cock. Clean it real good, sweetie-pie..." I give him
a wicked smile as I push him down the bed towards my shrinking prick. He
pretends not to like it, but the little queer devours my cock, licking and
sucking and slurping all the remnants of our fuck from my glistening shaft.
"That's a good little girl-faggot. Just like that, baby. Now, you gonna call the
cops and tell them you were robbed?" Doug meekly nods a defeated `no'. "Gonna
tell the po-po you were raped by a black man?" Again, the defeated air about him
is easy to see.


                "That's a good girl. Now keep your mouth around my cock until I
tell you it's OK. Ohhh yeah...." I relax the muscles holding back my bladder and
release a stream of hot piss into his mouth. I can tell when his eyes widen that
he's surprised, but again, read the fine print faggot. I list all the shit I do
to a white boy, right in my on-line ad. "Oh yeah, fuck that's a mean piss I been
needing to take. Drink my piss, faggot. Yeah, drink that fuckin' piss..." I pull
out after a minute or so, and Doug is gasping for air, his face flushed from
lack of oxygen, but also from the degradation and humiliation of it all, which
is, of course, exactly what he was paying for all along. Now he's a satisfied
customer. I untie the bungee cord from his wrists and he begins to rub them.


                "Pleasure doing business with you......Doug. Hope you feel like you
got what you paid for..." I zip up my shorts and move to leave. "There's another
grand for you if you fuck me like that again..." I turn back and he's looking at
me with hopeful eyes. I have to chuckle to myself. Fuckin' white faggots...so
predictable. "Make it another fifteen hundred and I'll stay till morning and
fuck you like that three or four more times. How many more orgasms you want...?" I
let the words hang for a moment. He smiles up at me. "As many as I can get. You
were fucking incredible!"


                "I always aim to please. Deal, then?" He nods and we exchange a
quick shake on it. I stayed till just after 6am and Doug came five more times,
in case you were wondering. I fucked his faggot ass in every position I could
think of and shot three more loads into his pussyhole and down his throat. Like
I said before, easy fuckin' money...




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 Best, D.O.
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