White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (Father) Part 2
If stories about dominant Black men turning straight white men and their families into cocksucking sex slaves offend you, then try reading some other story. If you are looking for loving relationships between men, try the gay romance section; this story isn't it. If you don't like bisexuality, father-son incest, lots of facial cum or the occasional golden shower, this is not the story for you. If degrading sex and over-the-top racial stereotypes offend you, stop reading now. All characters are over 18.
This is all pure B.S. fantasy, not to be taken seriously or condoned in real life. Interracial sex among consenting adults is great; "non-consent" is not great. None of this is real; do not attempt this at home. And of course, in real life, always treat EVERYONE with respect and dignity and practice safe sex (or better yet, maybe just jerk off to these stories and nobody gets hurt.)
This is Part 2 of a sequel to White Sucks Black (College Boy 1 and 2) told from the father's perspective.
White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (Father 2)
"So, what should we do with these white faggots now?"
"Piss on them!"
"Don't worry we will."
"Sell them."
"Sell them to who?"
"I know a guy named Mr. Big. He owns these clubs that are popping up all over. They're called "Reparations Clubs," and patrons are all Black, and the staff and entertainment are all naked white people. The whites all dance naked, suck cock, and get fucked. They're all slaves actually. The whites don't get paid anything, except the privilege of being fucked by Black men."
"Really?"
"Bro, where have you been living? It's all the rage. Mr. Big can't open them fast enough. He pays a hefty finders fee for family acts, especially father-son."
"Really?"
"Yeah, audiences really like to see white fathers and sons suck and fuck each other before being gang-banged by Blacks, live on stage."
"Well, what are we waiting for? Call the man, bro."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. These Black men weren't kidding when they said they were going to enslave us. They were going to sell us to some Black guy who would use my father, son and me for live sex shows in some club. I'd read about human trafficking, but just assumed it referred runaway young girls and boys. I never in my wildest dreams imagined it could happen to me.
God, what would happen to my wife if I was sold into slavery and disappeared. Then it hit me. These guys knew where I lived, they would just kidnap and enslave my wife too. What about my mom? With my dad enslaved, would they turn her into a sex slave too?
I could tell by the conversation on someone's phone, that Mr. Big or his agent was very interested. They would send a van over right way to pick us up. I assumed that both my father and son had figured out what was going to happen, but none of us said anything.
"At 1,000 dollars for each of them, plus $500 for their wives. Not bad for a day laying around the pool fucking white guys."
"Well, shall we piss on them now?"
"Not yet. I want to see them dance naked with the cum all over their faces."
"Why? White men can't dance."
"You're right. But it's so degrading for them."
"I'd rather piss on their faces."
"Get off your knees and start dancing," as someone cranked up the hip hop music.
"I say we put it to a vote, piss or dance?"
"Dance."
"Who made you pope?"
"Hey, I just made us an easy four grand." Apparently he was already planning on selling my wife and mother into slavery too, as I did the math.
The Blacks made my father, son and I get up on a chair and start to dance naked. By this time cum was glopping off our faces and running down our bodies, as we gyrated in place to the loud and incredibly obscene music. It seemed like every other word was some version of fuck, and almost all of it was directed at whites. I wondered what the neighbors must be thinking. Are they going to call the cops (and I really didn't want the police finding us dancing naked with our faces full of cum) or would one of them come over and bitch (and I really didn't want any of the neighbors seeing us this way.)
While we were dancing, the Black Leader ordered my father to give him his home address and his wife's cell-phone number. Dad, hesitated a moment, presumably knowing that doing so would result in my mom being fucked, probably gang-banged, and enslaved.
The Black Leader then told my dad he was texting my mom photos of him sucking cock, getting fucked in the ass and having cum shot all over his face. He then very ostentatiously carried out his threat. Then he called some friends to go over to the house and pick up the "white bitch" that lived there. I cringed hearing my mom referred to as a "white bitch." I'm pretty sure that in her sixties, she never imagined herself being gang banged by Black men, which I was sure was about to happen. I looked at my dad, but he refused to look at me. I also thought about how ridiculous the three of us must have looked trying to dance naked to hip hop music.
And then the doorbell rang. "That can't be Mr. Big already?"
"A couple of you guys get the door."
I could see through the kitchen to the hall and the front door. Not surprisingly it was my next-door neighbor. I could only imagine the shock on his face when instead of me or my son opening the door, he was met by two burly Black guys who looked pretty thuggish. I did see the shocked look on his face when he was led to the pool area, and he saw three white guys dancing naked to the obscene music, while a bunch of naked Black guys with huge cocks watched.
"Black Leader, this white dude says our music is bothering his wife and he wants us to turn it down."
"Is that so? How about if you get down on your knees and suck my cock?" Talk about a shocked look. My neighbor's jaw about hit the floor. There was obviously a look of fear on his face as he counted the number of Blacks who now had him surrounded.
"I'm not gay," my neighbor said, looking at me as if I was.
"See, that's what every white guy says, just before they suck. I'm straight. I'm married. I'm not gay. And then they always suck."
My neighbor was speechless. His wife had sent him over to have the music turned down, not to suck a Black man's cock.
"That actually wasn't a request. Strip naked. Get on your knees. And suck my cock. Now!"
With his path to the doorway blocked, although no one had a laid a hand on him, my neighbor began to strip.
"Faster, you white fag. You know you want to suck my cock. In fact you want to suck all our cocks, don't you?"
Like most white men when confronted with a Black cock, I guess my neighbor just assumed that the Black men could rape him if they wanted to. They were bigger, stronger, and too many of them. So he submitted. And as he slipped off his underwear, his decent-sized cock sprang to attention, and his face flushed with intense humiliation at his cock's betrayal.
No sooner had my neighbor's knees touched the ground than Black Leader stuffed his cock in his married mouth. The white man's eyes bulged as he gagged and tried to barf the huge Black dick out of his mouth. But Black Leader held his head firm. There would be no escape from the cock.
My neighbor and I had never had a great relationship, because he was hard-core Christian right, but I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. He was one of those "in your face" kind of Christians, and now he had a Black cock fucking his face. He spent a lot of time in church on his knees worshipping Christ, and now he was on his knees, naked, forced to worship a huge Black cock. I did know he was a very loving family man, a good husband and father to his four kids, and now he was just a piece of white meat to be fucked by Black men. What would his wife and kids think if they could see their husband and dad, groveling on his knees, a naked cocksucking sex slave for Black men?
It wasn't long before Black Leader had his huge cock lodged deep in Mr. Christian's throat (believe it or not, that was his actual name, first name Fletcher.) The naked Mr. Christian began to struggle as he ran out of air. But Black Leader was much stronger and determined to establish total Black dominance over the married white man. As he slowly suffocated, Mr. Christian knew that it was futile to resist the power of Black men, and he stopped squirming. If he wanted to live, he knew he would have to be obedient to these Black men.
Finally, Black Leader pulled his cock all the way out, leaving the naked Christian writhing on the ground gasping for air.
"So, do you have any kids?" asked Black leader. I could practically see the dollar signs in his eyes, as I assumed he was planning to enslave this guy's children too.
"Four, sir."
"Tell me more."
"Three daughters and a son, sir."
"How old?"
"My daughters are 12, 14 and 16. And my son is 18, sir"
"18?"
"As of yesterday, sir." That was probably too much information in my view.
"Looks like another 2,000 dollars," said one of the other Black thugs.
"Get your phone." The naked father rummaged through his pants and produced a phone. "Call your son, and tell him you need him over here now."
The naked white father looked at Black Leader, pleading with his eyes not to make him do that. But Black Leader would have no mercy.
"It wasn't a request motherfucker. Your son needs to see what kind of cocksucker his dad really is. And then we're going to fuck him too. You!" Black Leader said, pointing at me. "Eat this cocksucker's ass and get it nice and wet, so I can fuck him."
God, it was bad enough sucking and fucking Black men, but to be made to rim another white man's ass was disgusting, especially knowing my own father and son were watching. But I did as ordered. And while my neighbor was on the phone to his son, my tongue was deep up his asshole. I knew if I didn't lube him up good, it would hurt like hell when Black Leader fucked him. It was a form of Christian charity I guess.
As Mr. Christian finished telling his son to come over, Black Leader motioned to another Black man to take over fucking the white father's mouth, while he moved to fuck the guy's ass. I was made to resume my naked dancing. I'd done the best I could to get the guy's ass ready to be fucked, but he still tried to squeal, but his cries were muffled by the huge cock stuffed in his mouth. Then it was my turn to be uncharitable, thinking that he needed to take it like a man instead of a little girl, otherwise his son was going to be so embarrassed. It would be bad enough to see his dad getting fucked at both ends, but to be whining like a crybaby was so undignified.
By this time, watching the white married man getting fucked in the mouth and ass got the rest of the Blacks horned up again, and in a matter of minutes my dad, son and I were in the exact same condition, huge Black cocks stuffed down our throats and jammed as far up our asses as they could go. Once again, three generations of white men were being simultaneously gang-fucked by Black cock, except yet another "straight" white guy had been added to the party. And this is what Mr. Christian's son saw when he showed up in response to his dad's forced call.
Despite the huge cock pummeling my mouth, I clearly saw the look of disbelief and shock on the kid's face, especially when it dawned him that the white man closest to him getting fucked in both ends was his own father! The same father who had taught at Sunday school that homosexuality was a grave sin. To my surprise, Christian Son was wearing his scout uniform, but that didn't hide the fact that the kid popped a boner that strained his tight scout shorts. So much for all those years of Sunday school. And I'm pretty sure he was not prepared for the sight of his dad being fucked in the mouth and ass by Black men.
