Date: Sat, 10 Apr 2010 22:52:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: pat roberts <philip_effiong@yahoo.com>
Subject: White Sunset 3

Jean-Pierre Leaves School (2)

In my final Pod meeting the next week all the blacks were chatting
excitedly, and hugging each other, about what they had bought with their
share of the Hiring Fee from United Grain. Plus a few of them had
invitations to go up for a visit to the company next term, when they could
investigate management traineeships, and also see how their former PodWhite
is getting on.  Provided the individual black managers agreed they could
sit in on sessions where the boy "de-stressed" the manager, and also attend
one of his regular disciplinaries.

Dolo was reading an e mail he had from one of the managers who had used me.

"Hey Guys!! Just listen to this. You know where this white boy is going to
be living when he takes his new job?  THE KENNELS!!!! Jesus, they really
got it right for you boy!!! You gonna be their pet puppy!!!"  All the
blacks laughed. One of them came over and put my collar and leash on.

"Here Boy!!! Come and have a biscuit Boy!!!"

They spent a happy half hour laughing and joking, pulling their whiteboy
puppy round by the leash from one boy's black cock to the next.  They
stuffed a rag of poppers in my nose and kept it wet, as they started to
finger fuck me as I was hauled around the room. Then they got one of the
younger boys to fist me. They had done this once before, but not like this.
This time I was being pushed around the room, through the young fist in my
butthole, as the room joked about it.

The martinet came out again and I had a few lashes.They did it horizontally
for the first time, so that the thongs got into my crack.  It hurt like
hell and I yelled.

They spit-roasted me long and hard well into the evening, until security
came to tell them to wind up. The two teenage guards eyes popped out of
their heads as they saw me being team fucked.

The boys gave the martinet to the two black guards and asked them to whip
me for being a bad boy.  They watched as the guards went at it with a will,
giving me about ten lashes........

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Their new PodWhite arrived the next day, a cute, shy, blonde 16 year old,
just out from England. In the lunch break the young members of my Pod had
me lead the new, unsuspecting boy to the school's open air arena ,which was
filled by 300 shouting yelling black boys.

It was the last time I was to wear the Pod's sky blue silk shorts. I knelt
and symbolically handed the sparky, fully uniformed white new boy over to
the Pod. I watched as the black boys stripped him. His new blue blazer, his
school tie, his white shirt and his shoes went first. He was bare chested,
and in tears, as the audience chanted and sang. Then his arms were pinned
behind him and two boys unbelted and unzipped his khaki shorts and took
them off. Then they took off his white briefs and threw them to the
crowd. They left his long white socks on. They walked him back and fore
across the stage naked, and down into the crowd, each black boy in the Pod
taking a turn on his leash. It reminded me of my pre-punishment
parading. The boys went wild – everyone wanted to have a piece of him
and he was mobbed for ten minutes. I noticed that there were PodWhites in
the crowd joining in the fun. Then I saw that they all but disappeared as
they were put to sucking off the black boys around them. Two PodWhites in
the front row were now being fucked up against the stage, and the crowd of
black boys was enjoying their humiliation.  One by one I saw the PodWhites
being dragged forward by their fuckers and pushed down over the front of
the stage, until there was a line of eight to ten upturned white asses
fronting the stage. Each one had a black cock probing deeply into it, the
whie boys were no longer laughing – they were the objects of mockery as
much as me and the new boy.  A line of sexually charged black boys was
impatiently waiting their turn on them.

They brought the new boy back on stage more or less in one piece, but
bruised in a few places. They got me to kneel before him and suck his white
cock in front of eberyone.  Once he got erect, which took a bit of time,
two boys yanked my Pod shorts off and put them on the new boy. Naked, and
striped from the beating the night before, I was led away by two prefects,
whacking my butt to a lot of jeering and laughter.

No longer part of the Pod ,or the school, I was left naked and alone.



Half an hour later, near the gym, Anthony, another PodWhite much younger
than me, came by with two young Ghanaian boys, Kwesi and Kojo, from the
junior forms. Both were in school uniform, and must have come from the show
in the arena, but I was surprised that with them, in the St George's
College uniform of blue blazers and long tight grey shorts, were two other
boys of their age, I guessed also West Africans.  Kwesi was too busy with
his hands deep inside Anthony's Pod shorts to bother much with me, but Kojo
seeing me naked, came over and said Hi!  He gently stroked my naked and
sore white butt as he introduced me to their two Nigerian friends - Latif
and Sola.  The two grinned shyly at me, and told me they had enjoyed the
show.

"We liked it specially when they walked him through the audience.  I got
hold of his white cock and yanked on to it for about two minutes!"

"And when they gave him your shorts! That was special! We all liked that a
lot!"

I blushed.  Kojo then held my cock, and as I saw the three of them looking
at it, it got hard. I saw Sola giggle and point out to Latif the "New
Africa Academy" tattoos and stripes on my naked butt.

Kojo said they were taking their buddies to their dormitory "to give
Anthony a good seeing to" as they'd all got randy watching the show.

"Would you like to come?"  He felt under my balls, and ran his other hand
over my nipples, as the two young St George's boys watched, long bulges now
apparent in their tight grey shorts. Then he unzipped his own khaki shorts
and, pulled out his cock from his white cotton briefs.

"Suck it, Boy!" I got on my knees in front of the young black boy.  I saw
Anthony was now also on his knees in front of Kwesi, sucking his black
cock, and I did the same to Kojo. The two St George's boys were watching,
astonished this was happening at the side of our school gym. Their shorts
were bulging like their zippers were going to burst.

"How long have you got, Boy, before your transport arrives?" Kojo asked me,
pushing his young black cock further in my mouth

"Its not....until 15.30. ... stuff's already packed ...in the entrance
hall, Sir".  I replied with difficulty as Kojo's cock didn't stop pumping
my face.

"Come on with us then, we'll even find you an old pair of shorts for your
journey!"



We went up to the dormitory where three other West African boys of about
the same age were waiting, Jamal, Ochi and Chacha. I knew them, as they had
often been to see me whipped, and had the reputation of getting into all
sorts of trouble in the lower school.

This had obviously all been planned for Anthony, but I could see the
apprehensive white boy was glad to share the load.  In five minutes all
seven black boys had felt my ass as well as Andrew's, and were all naked
but for their white socks. They looked stunning – dark smooth hairless
bodies, slim and boyish, their butts round and high, and strong young cocks
erect and hard, and large as black courgettes.  Kwesi took Anthony to his
bed and wasted no further time before starting to fuck the young blond.  As
the older experienced white I was put to sucking the other six young black
cocks on my knees, as they circled round me. It was a wonderful last
experience for me at the school.  The boys were all a deep West African
chocolate brown, and so supple; they had huge energy and a lot of
mischief. Their 6 or 7 inch cocks, hard and cicumsized, were dripping
pre-cum after the show they had seen. Their tight black balls bounced on my
chin as I deep-throated one after the other.



I must have been kneeling and sucking the magic circle for ten minutes when
I was hauled over to the bed next to Anthony and told to lie down on my
back. Kwesi was still ramming into Anthony like a jack rabbit.  The white
boy was moaning and Kwesi was sweating.  I think he had been about to cum
when the commotion we made on the next bed disturbed him.

"Sola – you fuck the bitch first!" said Kojo, clambering over me,
sitting down full on, on my face, and pulling my legs over his shoulders.
As I licked out Kojo's tight black hole, I felt the Nigerian boy enter me
at the other end.  I groaned, but he was in quickly, his hands squeezing my
nipples and already fucking me hard. He shot his load powerfully,deep
inside me. After what seemed like a bit of a dispute, his prick was
replaced by Jamal's.  Kojo raised himself off my face for me to clean
Sola's nigga prick, but it got hard again in my mouth and he left it there
for me to suck. Sola and Jamal came together – Sola shooting his second
load down my throat as I felt the hot gush of Jamal fill my ass. Jamal got
off, and Chacha got on. He pushed his blackboy dick into the well
lubricated hole, slapping my butt hard, grabbing me by my shaved white
cock, and calling me a "niggerboy's white cunt", which I suppose was more
or less true.

As Chacha was fucking me, still on my back, I looked across to see Kwesi
still riding Anthony.  The boy was now also on his back with his legs over
his head, and the black dick was driving deep. As I did so Chacha laughed:

"Two white chickens now being stuffed, but this old broiler is well-basted
already!" He reached over to feel Kwesi's black round butt.  I think he
must have put his fingers round the hole because Kwesi suddenly started to
climax

"Take my juice, you white cuntboy!" he yelled as he thrust deep into
Anthony's ass, slapping it as he shot his load deep into the boy.

Chacha took over right away on Anthony, leaving me with my ass empty -
which I suppose was his intention. His young black cock dipping in and out
of the young white boy's hole, he seemed to cum almost right away, and
sprayed his cum over the white buns. Kojo pushed into my vacant hole and
kissed me as he fucked me. Then I couldn't see for some time, as Ochi came
and sat on my face. He spread his crack wide so I could get my tongue in
deep, while Kojo gave me a real long hard pounding, kissing Ochi as he
fucked me. Ochi deep kissing Kojo, was wanking his own cock as he pushed
his ass into my face, my tongue going in and out of his hole.

The fucking lasted for over an hour, by which time I think all of the
blacks had fucked the two of us. They had certainly all fucked me. When
Ochi had shot his load up me and Latif took me, he asked Kojo why my Pod
was getting rid of me

"He's a really good fuck – I wouldn't let him go like that!" said Latif,
as he jammed his black dick up me harder than any of the others. The cum
from the other blacks was oozing out around his cock and forming in a
puddle on the bed.

"Well, he's due to leave school this term, and they got a very good price
for him, especially as he's quite old now and been used hard for five
years." said Kojo, "There's a lot more young blondies like Anthony now
being groomed up in the school. Don't worry he'll be well used where he's
going, and the new boy will soon be trained up! This one's been a good boy
for most of the young dudes in the school to practice on in the last few
years. He knows how to handle and get the best out of young niggas!" Kojo
pinched my nipples, and kissed me on the mouth

Thanks, Jean-Pierre, that was a good last ride on you. Good luck with those
granary boys!"



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The Pod paraded their new PodWhite, leashed and bollock naked again, in the
school yard through the rest of the lunch break. I watched their fun with
him from the sidelines wearing the old Pod shorts that Kojo had found for
me. Lots of boys, after teasing the boy, came up to me and wished me good
luck. Many of them kissed me, and said they would miss me, so I felt a lot
better. I even got a Good Luck card from the Rock Hard Niggas!

I noticed Robbie, the new PodWhite, still had blonde hair around his cock,
and no tattoos. His peachy white skin was soft and totally unmarked, though
his face and butt were red from shame and slaps. The last I saw of him he
was being carried, naked and horizontal, over their heads into the sports
pavilion.  I don't know what they intended to do with him there.

They Podded him fully at the close of afternoon classes, on his first day
in the school, as I was bundled into the back of the van from United Grain.

It wasn't quite grand tragedy.  A dozen or more black boys came to see me
off. They grabbed my bag to help me, put their arms round me, and kissed
me.

One of them gave me a rose.

They waved until the van left the school grounds.



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Let me know what you think please.  Thanks to all of you who have welcomed
the new series. I will continue with Ebony High as this series moves more
fully away from a school setting.


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