Full Mouth!

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Throne was so excited when I sent this to him, that he wrote a little storie bonus for you guys:

LOCKER ROOM TAKEDOWN by Throne

Lee was still fuming.  He couldn't believe that his beloved gym had been bought by some company, Black Art Productions, that was diversifying its interests.  They had offered free trial memberships to their clients and now there were suddenly lots of Black faces among the formerly all-white visitors.  During the workout he had just finished, the young man had been open about speaking his mind to some of the other long-time attendees.  When Lee had spoken to his friends they tried to shush him, but he didn't really care what the newcomers thought about his opinions.  Besides, he hadn't said anything outright, even though his veiled meanings were clear enough.  Now he was in the locker room and had just finished undressing.  He didn't really need a shower, because his exercise regimen was fairly mild.  The short guy was slender, with an unspectacular physique.  He was just getting ready to dress when one of the new arrivals appeared.

He recognized Ty, tall and with the body of a weightlifter.  Lee froze up.  This was one of the people he had been referring to out on the gym floor.  The big man eyed him up and down.  He removed his shoes, pulled his muscle shirt off, and stripped out of his shorts.  Lee couldn't help seeing Ty's massive cock, hanging between his powerful thighs.  When Lee reached for his locker, to retrieve his street clothes, the intimidating man stopped him with just a look.

"Yo," said Ty, his voice deep and resonant, "you had a lot to say out there with all your buddies around you.  Want to shovel any of that shit now?"

Lee drew back his narrow shoulders and stuck out his hairless chest.  "I can say whatever I want.  And I don't have to repeat it for you."

"Listen up.  I'm trying to do this the easy way.  You want hard, I'll give you hard."

"Why don't you just shut up?" Lee said with less force, his earlier anger starting to drain away and be replaced by caution. 

"The deal is that you disrespected me.  I can't let that stand.  So how about you tell me you was wrong, and then YOU shut up."

A shiver ran up Lee's bare back.  Ty was so much his physical superior.  Even so, the white guy was prideful.  Instead of saying anything else, he gave a haughty snort and turned his back.  In this mind that should have been the end of it.  Except that Ty put a big dark hand on Lee's shoulder and spun him around.  He glared down at the unrepentant pest.

"Okay," Ty said, his temper barely in check.  "I tried to go light on you.  But that didn't work.  So now we got to get heavy."

"I'll have you know that I've been coming to this gym for over a year, and until now we've never had any of your kind here and certainly didn't want any, because..."

That was as far as he got before Ty body-slammed him back against the lockers.  He held him there with is greater strength.  Lee was terrified.  And he could feel that huge cock pressing against his smooth belly. 

"You had your chance, white boy," Ty snarled at him.  "Now I got to teach you a lesson you won't never forget."  He grinned wolfishly.  "And I'm going to have fun doing it.  Heh, heh, heh."

"Now wait a second..."  What was this brute's name?  It came back to him.  "Hold on, Ty.  You have no right to..."

Ty clapped a hand on the back of Lee's neck and applied a viselike grip.  He walked him to a spot with no benches and pushed downward.  Lee's legs buckled and he found himself on his knees, looking up at the towering giant of a man.  Worse, he was now eye-level with that overgrown Black cock.  It was still soft and almost a foot long, with a thick knob.  Heavy balls hung down behind it.  He mentally contrasted that with what he had between his own legs, a skinny sprout with a tapered pink head, above miniature balls. 

The sneering Black strongman grabbed a handful of Lee's brown hair, using it to tilt back his head.  He took the root of his heavy cock in the other hand and slapped Lee's cheeks with it, doing it slowly and deliberately, giving his kneeling prey time to fight back if he dared.  The white victim did nothing.  His face was made over as he got a horrified expression and his cheeks turned vividly pink.  And that enviable prick kept smacking his face, growing longer and gaining girth as it did.  Thick veins stood out along its length.  The head swelled impressively. 

When Ty at last ceased the humiliating treatment, Lee tried to placate him.  In a quivering voice he said, "Listen, Ty.  I might have spoken out of turn and, if I did..."

He was cut off by, "MIGHT HAVE?  IF?  You got a hell of a nerve, snowflake, giving me that MIGHT and IF crap.  Ain't no MIGHT or IF in it.  And look what you did to me.  Got my Johnson all worked up."  Still holding Lee by the hair, Ty jerked his hips and bumped the end of his tool against his target's lips.  "So that gone to make it easier for me to school you.  Show you what happens to a snotty white boy when he mouths off about his betters.  You won't be mouthing off at all when you mouth stuffed full of Black tube-steak."

"Ty."  There was a note of pleading in Lee's voice.  "You don't want to do this.  I could make a lot of trouble for you with the gym's new owner."

"You mean Roland March?  My man Roland?  Yeah, you do that.  He can always use a good laugh.  No, lily white, ain't no Mr. March or anybody else gone to save your ass.  Or your pretty mouth.  Now instead of talking, let's see you use it for something else.  Get to getting, pussy boy."

"No. You can't.  This is criminal assault.  I won't..."

The imposing Black man yanked Lee's hair, making his mouth pop open.  At the same time, he warned, "All I want to feel is lips and tongue, Lee.  No teeth.  Any biting and I'll bitch-slap you so hard you won't be able to think straight.  And that'd be okay, cause you don't need to think to suck my Big Black Cock.  Come on now, princess.  Get friendly with Mr. Johnson."  He raised his hand as if to deliver a slap.  "Now."

Lee's mouth opened wide.   Ty shoved the jaw-stretching end of his cock past the white guy's lips.

"Now get to sucking, bitch boy.  Run your tongue all around the ridge.  Round and round.  HAW!  You do that like you were made for the job.  And get them tender white hands on my rod.  Rub it up and down.  Treat it nice and you'll get a re-ward.  DAMN, but you got some skills.  Cock sucking come real natural to you."

With his tongue slowly circling around that invading cockhead, Lee could only moan and make inarticulate sounds of suffering.  "Mmmmm.  Nggh.  Uhuhuhuh."

"Appears to me like you liking this.  Loving it.  For sure your taking me where I want to go.  Gone bust my nut pretty soon.  Feed you a big old load of Black man's jazz.  You want that, Lee?  That why you dissed me and my brothers?  Cause you want a meal of my soul food?  Well, boy, that's what you get for having a nasty mouth.  You get it cleaned out with cum.  It gone happen soon, Lee.  A big -- GRUNT -- heavy -- HOLY CRAP -- load -- WHOA -- of cream."

"NNNNN!"

Ty growled and hosed the back of Lee's throat with his spunk.  There was so much that the kneeling young man started to gag.  Ty laughed and pulled out, letting the next several spurts splat against Lee's contorted face. 

"UNGH!  URRRRR."  After his orgasm peaked, Ty laughed at the mask of white cream he had given his suck-slave.  "HAW, HAW, HAW!  That's what you get for talking trash, Lee.  You get your mouth used like a twat.  You get it done like you won't never forget." 

Lee automatically kept pumping the pole with both hands.  It was immense.  Over a foot long when hard.  There was thick, strong smelling, semen on the choking sufferer's eyes, nose and mouth.  It hung from his chin in long strands and dripped onto his chest.  He milked out a half dozen heavy drops and, afraid of angering Ty all over again, caught each one on his tongue.  He was in some kind of shock from everything that had happened so quickly.

"Now you ain't going to tell nobody nothing," Ty cautioned.  "Not unless you want my meat up your pretty pink ass next time.  And there IS gone be a next time.  And another and another.  You got a lot of reparations to make, honkey.  A whole damn lot.  So just keep coming to the gym like regular and whenever I'm here and in the mood, you gone get more of the same.  And don't think of quitting or like that.  Roland be happy to give me a look at the membership records, so I can see where you live.  And Lee, the last thing you want is me showing up at your front door.   Understand?"

"Y... yes."

"Call me Sir."

"Yes... Sir."

"That more like it."  Ty wiped his slime-coated cock off in Lee's hair.  Then he made the shattered young man lick his sweaty balls.  "Hey, you good at that, too.  Next time, remind me to start you off lapping me there.  Be good, like, what they call foreplay.  Right?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Don't forget, vanilla treat.  You don't remember and it gone cost you.   Let me hear you say you want to do it.  Make me believe, white boy."

Lee looked up at him, "I want to start out by licking your balls, Sir."  He was deadly afraid of not being convincing, so he added, "I'll do it real good.  I promise."  He took a breath.  Just to be safe he added, "And then I'll suck your cock, Sir."

"That's the way.  I want to hear it like that every time.  Maybe if you ask real polite I'll even let you kiss my ass.  With lots of tongue.  But we get to that later.  Right now it just something for you to think about.  Get a picture of it in your head, of you with your pale face all pushed in between my Black butt cheeks while you get up close and personal with my secret spot.  HAW!  Yeah, think about that while you at your fancy job, wearing your jacket and tie, like I see you come here in.  Think about your face all up in my ass while you eating breakfast, lunch and dinner.  That'll be good for you appetite." 

In a choked voice, Lee told him, "Yes, Sir."

The tall Black man stepped back, planted his bare foot in the middle of Lee's underdeveloped chest, and pushed him over backwards.  "One last thing, white bread.  Don't wash that face or rinse your mouth till you gets home."  He gave a broad wink.  "And keep on thinking about how it gone be for you from now on, little Lee."

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