Date: Sat, 20 Apr 2013 10:02:49 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: all I wanted to do was buy some weed

One of my buddies put me on to a source for weed. The dude was a huge black
man, over six feet and it looked like way over six feet. A solidly built
man. The kind you wouldnt fuck with.

The first time I met him he was a kind of kind but forcefull individual. We
didnt do any sales the first time. He wanted to meet with me to scope me
out, cant be too carefull when you are doing any kind of drugs.

He gave me his beeper number.

I called him one night and he called me back and told me to come over to
his place, It was in a seedy part of town, not someplace I would normally
venture.

With a lot of trepidation I went. I really wanted some of his hot product.

I went to the addie I had, I was the only white guy in the neighborhood and
I was feeling very scared.

I knocked on his door and I heard this mosterous growling and he came to
the door, opened it commanded the dog to go and lay down. Which the dog
did. But as he lay there he would growly low and deep and he never took his
eyes off me.

The dude was much more likeable than the first time I met him. So much so
that he gave me that getto hug and bump.

"You fraid of dat dog?

"AH, yeah, kind of. Could you put him in another room?"

"No dude! He's my protection and I never lock him up. But if you want to go
into another room, come on back to my bedroom. We can close the door and
you'll feel better."

"That's cool."

So we got up and went back to his bedroom. Dang it was cool he had a huge
bed and a big TV on the wall. The room was really hot but just what you
would expect from some kind of "TV pimp".

Maybe I shouldnt steriotype him. He laughed and said

"Kinda like what how you see in the movies huh, those white folk make us
all look getto. Whaz up wit chou? You look scared."

I stuttered

"AH well kind of. I have never been in this part of town and you can look
mighty tuff, I guess I am scared."

"No need ta be. We're safe here, that dog is trained to kill so aint no one
gonna get in here. And the folk in the hood know if you wit me or in my
house aint no one gonna fuck wit cha. You kinda hung up on all those white
folk myths huh?"

"I guess I am, I dont mean to, but it's like all I've ever heard or
seen."

"It's my guess you always wondered if the myths were true, in my case it
is. I be a real thug, I fights a lot, which is why I be so big an muscled.
Aint nobody ever fuck wit me and live to talk about it. When I wants sumpin
I gets it. Don care who gets hurt, if it aint offered, me an ma dog takes
it. I gots me a bad rep and I always gets my props."

I was checking out everything in the room, him included. He was 100% pure
muscles, he was in a pair of cut off sweat pants and bare chested. He was
pure black skined and his skin almost glistened. His thighs were as big
around as my waist. Even his calves were huge. He seemed real fidgity and
he was pacing around the room. My attention was draw to his butt, it was
high up on his legs and even that looked like muscle big as a mellon. And
when he would walk towards me I couldnt help but see a huge bulge as his
dick bounced back and forth in his shorts. I could clearly see his cock
outlined in his shorts. I'm not shitting it looked as big as my wrist.

He caught me looking and gave out an almost evil low laugh.

"See? Yuz still focused on all that steriotype shit. Not every Brutha's got
a big ol dick. But in ma case itz a fact. Dis ol dick brung sum blood to
lots of white bitch pussy. but dey all comes back fo mo. Once I even split
a white boy's ass wide open when I jamed it up into his hole while I was in
prison."He was rubbing his cock as he talked and it was getting even
bigger, my eyes were getting bigger I just know. It's kind of like an
automobile accident you dont want to look but you just have to. I had never
seen anything like it.Each time he passed me while he as pacing it seemed
he paced closer and closer to where I was sitting. And each time it looked
like it was getting out and out hard. Next thing I knew he was standing
still right in front of me. He was actually carressing it. There seemed to
be a lot of pride and maybe even love the way he was touching it. It was
begining to move up to the top of his shorts. This big old dick was all I
could see, his hand slowly moving from the base of it right up to the head
of it, this huge black hand was framed by the light grey sweats.

"Strange to look at,aint it? Most men want to check my out when I pissin in
some men's room. They aint into fag shit but they are hypnotized at it. Ya
wanna see it? I knows ya do all white folk do. Here let me show it to ya."

His thumbs were at the top of his shorts and they were sliding down those
tree trunks that were called thighs.

"Look man that's cool and all, but I aint no fag, I aint no cocksucker."

"Well I dont much care if you are or if you ever will be, but right now I
got an urge to push this black dick deep down your white throat. Just us
talkin got me all worked up, and I can feels a nut building in ma balls. An
what I tol you what aint offered; I take."

"You cant do that, I wont let you, I am gettin the fuck outa here!"

"AH you remember dat dog out there in the living room if he sees you
without me, he's gonna chew up your lilly white ass. Memba how he growled
when he saw you? That's why we came in here soz I could close the door and
he wouldnt bother you. But dat kin change."

"Come on man, this aint cool!"

"Well it's only "AINT COOL" on your side of this dick, now you can either
suck me off, face that dog out there or give me that white little ass of
you'rn. But I gotta bust me a nutt. Maybe I'll let my dog fuck you up the
ass, he's bad and aint been laid for some time, bet he'd rip that azz of
yours wide open. OR, maybe you'd like to suck on his red dick seeins how
you dont care for mine."

"Please dude, dont do this, pull our pants up."

"Too late now, it's out, now the next "out" is gonna be when I take it outa
yo mouth. Dont look so scared I aint gonna push it down your throat. I want
you to taste my cum on your tongue."

"Come on dude you can see theres even tears running down my face"

"I'm thinking maybe you would rather it was my juice and not your tears.
Now here's how you do it, you do it at your own pace. I wont force it on
you, but just memba it's me or the dog. So you can begin whenever ya
wants."

He laid back on the foot of the bed, flipped his shorts all the way off. He
spread his legs wide open an that dick looked like that tower in Paris. His
figertips were holding it up and in place. He was layin back on his elbows,
legs spread, cock up and with his other hand he lifted his finger up and
crooked at me and then to his huge third arm.

"Get to it boi!"