Leader of the Pack

Mark, his body white from lack of sun, lay back on the chilled metal table, his arms stretched out to his sides, his ankles crossed.

"Fuck me like Jesus Christ," he said.

A chorus that included several "Woo Hoo's" and one "Fuck the shit out of that white boy" went up from the 20 black guys, aged anywhere from 15 to 25, standing against the wall of the science lab, which they had easily slipped into with a key from one of the gang's fathers, Cedarville's best science teacher and winner of the county's "Teacher of the Year" award three years running.

Delonte, at the far end, stepped up to the table and grabbed Mark's ankles, sliding his lean, vascular body towards him until his ass was at the table's edge. He spread Mark's legs and pushed them back until Mark's knees pressed comfortably against his collarbone. "Hold your legs back, bitch," he commanded and Mark did as he was told with a giggle. Delonte grabbed an open 40oz from one of his crew and tipped it over Mark's genitals, the frothy beer soaking Mark's hard-on and tightened scrotum, then his asshole, which he puckered in and out to sip the warm brew.

Delonte pushed his baggy jeans down to his feet without unbuckling or unsnapping them, revealing the largest penis Mark had ever seen, a long, knotty, two-toned affair that looked like a branch broken from an old, burnt oak rather than a man's dick. The black man spit in his hand and stroked his cock until it was even more erect, his pre-ejaculate mixing with his saliva, the veins along his penis glistening and as thick as fingers-

"Fuck me with that little dick of yours," said Mark.

And Delonte obliged, stepping up and pushing his massive meat into Mark's waiting hole, burying it to the base in one stroke, Mark's anus ripping bloody to accept it, his unheld breath allowing him to experience the pleasure in the pain....

Then a bump bump bump the table's legs squealing Mark's body jolting with Delonte's cumming cock he exits with a plop another steps up smaller more forceful in out in out Delonte running around the side measuring up to Mark's lips for a cleaning stuffing it into his esophagus his shriveled balls cushioning into Mark's nose the scent of iron chlorine shit the taste of his ass like heaven a few ropes more of the extra-large cock's cum splashing his vocal chords before being withdrawn replaced by the dick that just showered his rectum replaced by a smaller dick and on and on until the break of dawn heart pummping rhythms to his ears breaths quick short through his nose passing the pipe hittin' the rock a cerebral orgasm Glock round chambered cocked piercing the hole then there were two Mark gets up his ass mashing slipping through the puddle of fuck blood a warm forty 18 Cedarville Niggers' after-cum saliva the last two lay on the table at opposite ends their legs intertwined their crotches mashed their 8 and a half inchers the smallest held together by a generous hand Mark jumps onto the table squats on both of them rocking back forth back forth massaging his prostate with 17 inches his four-incher hard with the cum about to shoot over his shoulder Donte steps up mashes lips with him their lips don't feel any bigger when you kiss them no matter what they look like the two are finished Mark rolls over pulls his legs back "Eat my ass so I can cum" Donte's knees hit the tiled floor tongue out meshing with Mark's asshole Mark jerking his little dick wet with pre-cum ejaculates his eyes closed torso stiff the sound of his cum hitting just under his ear tinny bip bip bip his hole opens the cum of 20 of Cedarville's finest niggers smothering Donte's face "Woo Hoo, good times" "Huzzah!" "Look at dat shit" "Donte's a white boy" Hahahahahahahahahahaha

Mark grabbed a towel and put it to his asshole, soaking up the damage wrought by his fellow gang members. He wiped the sweat from his brow with his other hand and watched as they put on their clothes. Donte came over to him, his face finally clean, and slipped his baseball cap onto Mark's head.

"Get dressed, you crazy son of a bitch," he said.

Mark laughed as the rest of the guys turned around to look at him. He put his hands in the air and shrugged.

"Is that all you niggers got?" he said.