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trashcan
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# Posted: 31 Dec 2007 19:04:03
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I jog slowly past the mill, my work clothes in my back pack. The first shift is starting and the third shifter are leaving. A few times the headlights illuminate me as I run. Its eight miles to the all black evangelical church were I work as janitor/groundskeeper. Some of the third shifters honk as they pass, they all know me, its a small town, there are no secrets. Someone yells "Pathetic loser" but I ignore it. Its true though. I run on. Why not drive? Well, on my salary I really can't afford a car and Sherriff Joe wants me to stay in shape for my other job. I'll tell about that in due time....
The patrol car pulled up to the rear of the jail and honked. Someone opened the large garage door and Joe drove in. The door closed and Joe got out and walked away. I heard voices then a huge black man opened my door and pulled me out. I had never seen such a large man before in my life. Even Joe looked small next to him. His thighs looked like tree trunks and his biceps were at least as big as my thighs. He looked at me and I just about wet myself. "So this is the little faggot you caught trying to turn tricks in the park, huh?" "Well aint he pretty!" he said. I started to say something and he backhanded me across the mouth. "Shut the fuck up." "You got me boy?" I nodded and slapped me agin. "You say yes SIR or no SIR an you don' say nuttin' else you got that?" I tasted blood and my eyes watered but I said "Yes SIR!"
Sherriff Joe said "You and the boys can have some fun with him then throw him in the tank." "I'll fill out the paperwork later. Then he left. It was about three in the morning of the longest day of my life.
Luther Washinton was the jailer but he wasn't alone at the jail. There were two county deputies there also. One was a tall skinny white guy about 35 that had a big red nose and smelled like gin. The other was black about twenty five. I rembered when he was the star runningback at the towns only high school. They both laghed when the saw me. "Whats he here for Luther?" Mr. runningback ask with some disgust. "He's here for our pleasure." Luther said. "Sherriff wants the little honky faggot taught a lesson!" "You can join in or stay out here and watch the floor." "I'll stay" he said.
Luther led me to a back room that appeared to be soundproof. It had a big mirror on one wall that I had no doubt was a two way. I found out later that everything was video taped as well. Stix the white deputy grined evily and trailed along behind, lifting 'my' skirt and feeling my ass.
They took off the handcuffs and gave me a paper cup of water to drink. "I dont want you too dry" said Stix.
Then they started in on me. Luther pulled me out of my chair and forced me to my knees. He opened his fly and pulled out by far the biggest dick I have ever seen before or since. It look as big as my forearm. He looked down at me and said "We can do this the easy way or the hard way but we will do it." "Git busy." and slapped me agin. For the second time tonight I was sucking on more big black dick than I could handle.
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trashcan
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# Posted: 1 Jan 2008 14:59:45
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I reached up with both hand and wrapped them around the massive tool. Even then there was more cock left over than I could fit into my mouth. I tried to jack him off as I sucked on the rest. I could see Stix out of the corner of my eye. He had also opened his fly and was stroking his hard cock. It was about twice as long as mine, about eight inches, and kind of thin but with a large head. He was circumcised and when he wasn't fisting it it bent to the left.
I was doing the best I could on Luther but he wasn't satisfied and Stix kept saying he wanted a turn. Luther pulled the head of his dick out of my mouth and pulled me over to a table. He literally picked me up and laid me across it on my back. My head hung off one side and my legs and ass off the other.
Stix laughed and said "Thanks Luther" as he grabbed my legs and forced them up and apart. Luther went around to my head and started rubbing his dick on my face. "Just lick" he said "I'll tell you when to suck!" I think he was afraid I might bite down hard when Stix took my ass.
Stix spit on his hand and started to rub it around my virgin asshole. Then he noticed the lubrication Karen had put there. "Shit Luther I don't think this little queer is going to mind, he's already greased up!" "He must have been planning a big night!"
As he started to enter me I tried to wiggle away from the onslaught. He reached down and grabbed my balls and gave them a vicious twist. I would have doubled over from the pain had they not been holding me down. I stopped trying to evade his thrust. I could feel pressure and some pain and then my rectum gave way and he was in me. It surprised me because the pain lessoned immediately. Everything just stood still for a moment. Then Luther said "Ok boy, suck." and started feeding me his cock.
I felt like I was on a giant spit. They quickly developed a rythum, one in, the other out, each seeming to go a litte deeper with each thrust. I lost track of time. It seemed to last forever or it might have been just a few minutes, I dont know. I could hear them talking, saying dirty, horrible things about me but I couldn't conect sentences. Just words. Faggot. Queer. Bitch. Slut. Black dick Whore.
At some point they both came. I remember choking and my ass haveing a suddenly empty feeling. Then I was turned over and they reversed places. Something really foul tasting was forced into my mouth and there was a sudden overwhelming pain in my abused asshole. I must have passed out at that point.
I woke up shivering and cold. Every muscle hurt. It took me awhile to get my bearings. I was on the concrete floor of a cell.
I could sense other people around me and there was the stench of unwashed bodies, vomit, urine, alcohol, stale cigerette smoke and something else. I looked down and realized I was laying in a pool of seamen, both at my head and ass. The pool at my ass had the pink tinge of blood.
I sat up feeling nauseous. A couple of obviously drunk guys were awake but ignored me. I crawled over to toilette in the corner. It reeked and I vomited into it. Next I turned around and expelled god only knows how much cum from my ragged, bleeding ass. There was one small window in the cell, high up on the wall, and it was dark. I crawlled into a corner, curled up and went to sleep.
I woke as two deputies I had never seen before dragged me to my feet and led me out of the cell. They were laughing becuse some of the other inmates were asking if they were going to bring me back for more fun. What was left of the tube top and skirt were bunched around my middle and when I tried to cover up with them I found what was left of the panties, the crotch ripped out, there also. They took me to a shower area, stripped me and proceeded to hose me off with cold water.They then gave me a pare of coverall with 'Inmate County Jail' written on them. They would have probably fit Luther and I felt like a small child dressed in daddy's clothes in them.
I was shackled, hands and feet and led barefoot to a small room and told to sit. I could hear people comming an going in the hallway. I just sat there in kind of a stupor.
Finally Sherrriff Joe walked in. I started crying and threw myself at his feet, begging him to let me go, saying I would do anything if he would just let me go. He just smiled and kicked loose from me and went over and sat behind a desk.He opened up a folder and shuffled thru some papers then spread them out across the desk.
"I see you have learned your place white boy" he said. "Now get you sorry ass over here and sign these." "We're gonna see the Judge in a minute and I want you to keep your mouth shut you got that?"
The hearing was a blur. The judge ask a lot of questions gave some long lecture about morals and used words like male prostitution, pandering and other things I didn't understand. Then he fined me and released me into Sherriff Joes custody. It turns out I had been there for six days.
Sherriff Joe explained my new life to me as he drove me home.
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iowasissy
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# Posted: 2 Jan 2008 05:03:16
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F'ing awesome - keep going - HOT!
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subcuckguy
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# Posted: 2 Jan 2008 21:47:40
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Please write more ASAP. I think this is one of the best , I have read on here. I can fantasize what happened next, but certainly want to here your side.
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trashcan
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# Posted: 3 Jan 2008 01:11:28
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"First thing you gotta know,white boy, is everyone in town knows what you did." "You understand?" "Your sweet little wife knows, your folks know, hell the whole fuck'n town knows you is queer for black cock!" 'Rule number one is; you dont have sex with yo' wife!" "EVER!" "That bitch is mine now, you understand?"
I just stared at him.
Joe reached out a big paw and backhanded me.
I started to cry and said "Yes SIR, I'm sorry Sherriff Joe, please dont hit me agin."
Joe smiled. "Now thats the kind of respect I expect out of you. Then, as if he was speaking to himself he said "I might let you clean her up for me once in awhile but thats it."
I couldn't fathom what that meant.
"Another thing, you work for me now." "yor old boss at the Mill said they dont want 'nigger luvin faggots' there." "I may have to teach that boy some respect some day too." "I dont think my new little bitch is gonna be able to keep her job at the bank either, when they find out about you, if'n they dont already know." "Thats how I met her you know." "Snooty little bank teller, I knew I had to fuck her!" "It wasn't hard, it never is." "Lilly white little girls like that think all black men are the boogy man" he chuckled. "All I had to do was pull her over on her way home from work, tell her if she didn't let me fuck her I would spread it around that she did." Stupid bitch, like ever' one don't know anyway!" "She cried that first time, but you never saw a bitch cum so hard!" "Hell by the time I left she was beggin' for it!"
I was crying and it seemed the longer he talked the smaller I became.
THe last three blocks to my house Joe put on the lights and siren. "So's ever'one knows you's home!" he said.
He pulled into the driveway, everyone within a block was out on their porch to see what the commotion was. None of the looks were friendly, most were down right scornful.
I got out of the patrol car feeling small and broken in my oversize county jail coveralls. Helen ran to meet me and threw herself into my arms crying. I started to hug her when I heard Sherriff Joe say "Dont forget the first rule BOY or I'll throw your ass back in the can!"
"Yes SIR" I said and managed to pull away from Helens embrace.
She looked hurt and confused. She started to sob. Sherriff Joe just laughed and started to pull out of the driveway, "Don't forget white boy, she's mine now!"
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male37slave
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# Posted: 3 Jan 2008 05:30:59
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very nice. i hope there is more to come.
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trashcan
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# Posted: 3 Jan 2008 10:58:23
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We both turned and watched Sherriff Joe drive away. I looked at her and saw a distant look in her eyes. She glanced at me and blushed. "Oh my God!" my mind sceamed. "Was that longing in her eyes or, or something else?" I was crushed. I started to tremble. She took me by the hand and led me into the house. I felt like a small child being led by his mother.
She led me into the bathroom and turned on the shower. "You smell awful" she smiled, "you'll feel better after a shower." I just stood there trembling. She reached up and pulled down the zipper and gently pushed the coveralls off my shoulders. She gasped as my bruised and abused body came into veiw. "Poor baby" she whispered, "they hurt you bad." Then with far more strength than I had she disrobbed and led me into the shower.
I stood dumb under the spray as she soaped me head to toe and then rinsed me off. She paid particular attention to my groin, useing her hand and rubbing her body against me. I wasn't up to it though. Normally just the sight of her nineteen year old body would have set me off. More than once I had cum before I even entered her. She is five feet two inches tall and one hundred and fifteen pounds. Brunette hair that reaches to the bottom of her shoulder blades. Blue, deep blue eyes. Long slender legs. 34-23-34. Her hips would be too wide if she weren't carrying C-cup breasts. When she stands with her back to me and lifts her arms I can see the outer portion of her breasts, her back is that slender! She was the only woman I had ever been with and I ached for her. But. But I couldn't help but think of what Sherriff Joe had said, and I was terribly, horribly afraid.
"Its ok" she said. "we can do it later."
I started to cry. "No." "We can't." "Sherriff Joe wont allowe it!"
She looked at me in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"
"Sherriff, Sherriff Joe said I could never have sex with you agin!" I bawled.
She looked stunned for a moment. Then she seemed resolved about something and gave me a steady gaze.
"Lets get you into bed." " you'll feel better in the morning."
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# Posted: 7 Jan 2008 15:15:05
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mmmm thats a very Hot story trashcan. Like to read the next chapter about you, your wife, sheriff Joe and his Big Black Cock. my dick stands in anticipation of more raunchy juicy details...
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