Date: Sun, 16 Nov 2008 13:34:02 -0500
From: Wolf <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: A White Sub Whore (gay/ inretracial, M/MM?)

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discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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                 A White Sub Whore
                        By
                       Wolf

	Anyone that has passed through the Phoenix,
Arizona airport in October can attest to the feeling
of walking out of the airplane and feeling like they
have just walked into a blast furnace.  The pavement
can still be hot enough to over heat car tires.  Tire
manufactures don't even want to offer warranties on
tires.  No heater is needed for swimming pools.  If
anything they need to be shaded to keep them from
over heating.  Blankets are a waist of time.  Air
conditioners are not a luxury, they are a necessity.

	Christopher was a local and acclimated to the
climate.  He is a five-foot nine guy with hazel eyes.
He keeps his hair cut short for ease of care but not
quite a crew cut.  When cursing for men his bubble
butt did attract the kind of men he sought.  He
worked in a warehouse for a major retail store.  He
worked the graveyard shift because it is the coolest
time to work.

	He didn't go around flaunting his sexual
preference so his fellow employees did not suspect
that he preferred to have sex with men.  His best
friend at work is a black guy named William or Bill.
He is six-foot tall and weighs about 175 pounds.  He
had a solid body from lifting boxes all night long.  He
was a dark black man with close cropped hair that was
receding slightly.  He was married to a nice looking
white woman.  One time when they were having
coffee between trucks then they had to relieve
themselves he got a glimpse of Bill's black snake and
comment on the size of his tool with a comment like
"Does that come with a yardstick?"

	Billy chucked as he shook the last drop off.
Linda measured it and declares that it is nine and a
quarter inches long.  Then he stuffed it back in his
pants.  They hear the air brakes as the next truck
rolled in, so they had to head back to the docks.

	He had another black friend on the docks
named Calvin.  He is about five-foot eleven and 195
pounds.  He is just as solid as Bill.  His skin was
lighter color and from what Chris could tell he was
just as well hung as Bill.  He was the kind of guy that
looked like a street fighter.  The tattoos on his arms
gave him the look of a prison gang banger.  He was
married to a light skinned gal.  That was a black
beauty.

	Both of them were fairly articulate when they
wanted to be.  When they were with other blacks
they put on the trash talk.  It was fun to watch the
women in the office that worked the day shift flirt
with them when they were checking out in the
morning.

	All of them lived in a middle class neighborhood
not to far from the new Cardinal Stadium.  All three
of them live within three miles of each other.  It was
a mixed area with about 70 percent white, 20 percent
Latino and American Indian.  The rest is a mix of
black an Asian and others.

	Chris' wife had no idea that he sometimes
sought out men to have sex with.  She is only a five-
foot three and less than 120 pounds.  She had a good
figure with large tits, blond hair and brown eyes.  She
had a firm ass that would turn men's heads.  She had
a tight pussy and shaved it.  Her name was Ann.

	It all started innocently enough.  They were
watching professional football on the TV.  They were
tossing back beers freely.  By the time they had to
relieve their bladders they were a little drunk.  While
Chris and Bill were taking turns pissing in the toilet
bowl.  Bill waved his cock in front of Chris and said,
"A friend would give a friend a hand lifting heavy
weights."

	Chris reached for Bill's cock and held it while
urine passed through it while he aimed it at the toilet
bowl.  When Bill was finished Chris milked the cock as
if to get the last drop out of his cock but he
continued to milk the black snake far to long.  Bill
placed his hand on top of Chris' head and gently
pushed his head down.  Chris did not resist and knelt
before his friend and while still holding the black
snake and put the head in his mouth.  Between jacking
him off and sucking as much of the snake as possible
he soon had a mouth full of cum.  When Bill stuffed
his snake back in his pants he told Chris to stay there
while he left the bathroom.

	Chris sat on the toilet seat as instructed just a
little drunk.  When Calvin came in he pulled out his
cock as Chris stood up but Calvin pushed him back
down and rammed his cock into Chris' mouth.  He
grabbed him by the ears and fucked his mouth.  The
fat cock was not as long as Bill's but it sure was
fatter.  It filled his mouth so that when Calvin came
the cum went right down his throat.

	Because the wives were there nothing was said
about what had taken place in the bathroom.  At least
until they were at work.  That was when Chris
admitted that he had strong sexual desires to be
dominated by black men.  Bill and Calvin found that
very interesting.  They talked it over and were only
too willing to make Chris their bitch.

	They found it amusing to turn a strong health
white guy into a punk.  They would spank his bubble
butt with paddles.  The bought toys that were like a
child's Chinese finger cuffs that allowed them to
insert his six inch cock in one end and then hang
weights on the other end.  They would make him walk
around with weights dangling from his cock.  They
would make him dress up like a common street whore
and submit to ass fucking or mouth fucking.

	On weekends when they were supposed to be
going to sporting events they were going to a motel
that was discreet where they could play out their
fantasies.  They were spending so much time that the
wives began to suspect they were up to something
like cheating on the side.

	Bill and Calvin were growing bolder.  One evening
when they were visiting Chris and Ann they could not
keep from working him over a little.  They were in the
garage on the pretence of working on his car.  Bill
shoved his cock down Chris' throat while Calvin pulled
his pants down and rammed his cock in Chris' ass.
That was when Ann walked in and saw what was going
on.

	She returned to the house and sequestered
herself in the bedroom.  She was repulsed at the
thought that her husband was a cock sucking queer.
She was disgusted.  But at the same time she felt a
strange since of power knowing her husband was a
bitch to black men.

	She cried for hours and would not answer Chris'
pleading through the door.  He was trying to explain
that he could not help his desires.  She stayed in her
room until late afternoon the next day.  When she
came out and Chris approached her she slapped him
across the face with a round house swing that broke
one of his canine teeth.  He did not resist as she
pummeled his chest.  When he had to go to work she
called Bill and Calvin's wives to tell them what she had
seen.

	It came as a surprise to her that neither of
them were all that upset.  They were relieved that at
least they were not porking some whores.  They even
expressed a desire to watch them fucking Chris.
After talking to them for some time she began to
think about the sight of her husband bent over with
the big cocks of his friends ramming in and out of his
butt and mouth.  She was even thinking about what it
would be like to have those big cocks in her pussy.

	When he got home from work she told him to
keep his mouth shut and get in the passenger side of
her car.  She got in the drivers side of her car and
handed him one of her combination cooling and sleep
mask and told him to put it on and not take it off
until she told him too or she would leave him for good.

	Chris pulled the mask strap over his head and
adjusted the mask.  There was no way light could
peek under the mask.  She had made arrangements
with Bill's wife.  They didn't have children but Calvin
and his wife did have three children.  That was why
she took Chris to Bill's house.  Calvin and his wife
would come over after the children were at school.

	Normally the men were tired when they got
home all they wanted to do was get to bed.  This
morning Bill's wife was busy preparing the house for
their guests.  She had put on her smuttiest outfit.
She put on fishnet nylons, along with five inch
stiletto heels.  She also had bought one of those sexy
black leather corsets as a joke Halloween costume
one year and for this occasion it seemed appropriate.
To cap off her cheep look she selected leopard skin
print bikini panties.  Her big breasts spilled over the
top of her corset.

	Bill was pleasantly surprised when he saw the
way she was dressed.  He figured he was about to get
a little nooky.  She did kiss him and tell him to take a
shower before their guests arrived.  He was puzzled
but she would not answer his questions.  He figured it
was best just to do as he was told.  It looked like he
was going to be in for a good time.

	By the time he was showered and dressed he
heard a car pull into their driveway.  When he came
out to find out, who was there he watched as his wife
admitted Ann and Chris.  Chris was still blindfolded.

	Chris was still dressed in his sweaty work
clothes.  Ann was not dressed that much different
than she typically wore.  He was a little surprised
that his own wife had selected such an erotic
costume to great their best friends.  In mood of the
prospect of getting to fuck his wife he had selected
his green silk pajamas.  When he had first come out
of the bedroom he had a boner but seeing who their
guests was he lost his boner.  Surely they were not
expected.  His wife used her finger to her lips to
caution Bill to keep quiet.

	Ann led Chris to the couch and made him sit
down with the warning not to remove the blindfold
until he was told to do so.  Everyone could see that
Chris was becoming more nervous as time passed and
nothing was being said.  He could tell he was in a home
that felt familiar but he could not place where he
was.

	Eventually there was the sound of another car
pulling into their driveway.  Car doors closing before
the doorbell rang.

	There was a certain amount of confusion on the
part of Bill and Calvin as they wondered what their
wives were planning.  Apparently Calvin's wife had told
him to keep quiet too.  The two men gravitated
towards each other in hopes they knew what the hell
was going on.

	When Ann finally told Chris to take his mask off
it took him a moment to be able to focus and
appreciate where they were.  The fact that they
were in the home of his best friend boasted his
hopes that Ann was going to forgive him.

	He had figured that she would never allow him
to visit his fiends again.  After all she had seen him
sucking on the cock of his best friend while Calvin
had been fucking his ass.

	He was a little shocked to see the way Bill's
wife was dressed.  She looked like some vision in am
S&M magazine.  What were the women planning on
doing?

	Ann gave Chris orders to stand up and take off
his clothes and show the other wives what their
husbands were fucking.  He had already surrender all
authority to Ann and meekly stood up to comply with
her command.  There was no thought about what to
do with his clothes so they just wound up on the
floor.

	It was Bill's wife that was bold enough to
approach Chris and take hold of his cock and pull on
it.  She turned to Ann and asked her why she had
married a sissy boy with just an average size tool?

	She jabbed a couple of fingers up his ass and
told her husband I can see why you fuck this.  It is
tighter than mine.  The women were amused by her
assessment of his attributes.

	There was a sturdy cocktail table in the middle
of the room.  Bill's wife had been fucked on it plenty
of times.  She knew very well how strong the table
was.  She led Chris by his cock to the table where she
made him mount the table on his hands and knees.

	The women talked about what would be
appropriate.  Bill's wife said, "If Chris likes cock why
don't we watch him be the little bitch he want to be."

	The women all agreed they wanted to watch
Chris service their husbands like a pussy boy.  The
wives told Bill and Calvin to show Ann what they had.
Calvin was fully dressed and it took him a little time
to get undressed.  All Bill had to do was unbutton
four large buttons to get his pajama top off.  Then he
pulled the string on his bottoms and let the bottoms
fall to the floor.  His wife took hold of his cock and
jerked it a few strokes before she invited Ann to
have a feel.  The two women guided him to the back
of the table where Chris was waiting.  They all spit on
his asshole before the women guided his long cock
into the pink asshole.  Bill grabbed him by the hips
and started fucking him.

	Calvin undressed as quickly as he could and his
wife was the one to stimulate his cock and allow Ann
to have a feel of his fat cock.  She was impressed she
could not even touch her finger to her thumb around
his shaft.  They led Calvin to the front of the table
and thrust his cock in Chris' mouth.  The women
watched the black men fucking the white man.

	When Ann saw that her husband had a hard-on
she took a stick and swatted his swinging cock hard.
Chris whined in pain as his cock went limp.  Every time
his cock got hard she whacked it.  When Bill squirted
his load of cum in Chris' ass and pulled out the women
gathered around to watch how open his asshole was.
Cum was dripping down the middle of his scrotum.

	Calvin almost choked Chris when his cock
exploded his load of cum.  It was all Chris could do to
swallow it.  When the two men stepped back and
admire what they had done to Chris is when Bill's wife
put two fingers in her mouth and let out a shrill
whistle that started all of them.

	All of the sudden a half dozen big black men
came into the room.  All of them were naked.  A
couple of them were as black as shoe polish.  One of
them was potbellied and the other had pink scars on
his body that gave testimony that he had been in
knife fights.  The other four were a verity of brown.
Two of them bodies were covered in gang tattoos.
They gathered around Chris and took turns fucking
his ass and mouth.  When they were not actually
fucking him they were jacking off and squirting cum
all over his body.

	The women got in the mood and even helped the
men jack off.  Bill felt blessed to be married to such
an understanding woman.  Calvin's wife got so carried
away that she knelt before the guy with the knife
scars and sucked his cock until he came in her mouth.

	Chris could not believe his wife was actually
watching him being used like this.  She seemed to
delight in whacking his cock every time he got a
boner.  He had no idea how many times they fucked
his ass and his mouth.  When he got so exhausted
that he could not support himself any longer he
climaxed without even having a boner.  He didn't even
realize he was lying in a pool of cum that he had
added to.

	When Ann finally took him home she assured
him that he could expect to be fucked more often
and she was going to buy him some female close
befitting the whore he wanted to be.



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