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My Black Boy – Part 1

Lying back on my bed, watching the erotic, naughty images on my big screen tv against the wall, I moaned as I stroked my thick, 9 inch cock, feeling the engorged meat swell in my grip. I loved this part. I always got harder at this point in the video. It’s why I watched it so often, maybe more than any other in my rather extensive collection of interracial daddy/boy videos.

Nothing turned me on more than watching a dominant white top daddy use and abuse a submissive black boy. They featured black boys, who still couldn’t legally drink, treated as if they were little more than slaves, brutally and sexually violated by aggressive adult white men who were their masters.



I’d fucked, used and abused a lot of black asses over the years, filling their butts with buckets of my scalding white cum, but it was never anything lasting. I wanted one young enough that I could train to be my perfect little black sub bottom to perform my every perverted will. Service my fat white dick, take my thick loads in his mouth and ass whenever I wanted. Bathe in my piss or even drink it right from the tap. And if he didn’t do what I wanted when I wanted he’d get my hand or paddle or a crop to his tight dark ass until it was red and stinging. Hell, he’d get that anyway.

Punishment was a necessary component in training a slave. They needed to learn their place and I loved teaching them. Bondage was an important component of my slave training, along with the liberal use of whips, handcuffs, ball gags, butt plugs, chastity belts — all my favorite fun toys to leave my dark skinned sub boys helpless and under my control.

And while I didn’t do it a lot, sometimes it was fun to keep my slave zoned out on the right chemical mix for the times when I really wanted him pliable and helpless to fight back as I really went crazy on him. I had a lot of dark and depraved ideas of what I wanted to do to a black boy. More perverted and twisted than I’d seen in any video.

On the video a husky bearded white man turned the skinny black teen from the fat cock he’d been nursing with his tiny mouth. He now had the boy’s black bubble butt ass before him, the camera was focused on the boy’s tiny dark hole. The white man’s meaty, iron hard rod seemed to jump in anticipation of penetrating the small gap.

A thick ooze of precome beaded on the fat head of the master’s dick. The man swiped the pearl of jizz onto his finger and shoved his digits into the boy’s mouth to suckle, which he did without hesitating. A good boy never refused his master’s cum. A good boy never refused his master anything. Not unless he wanted to be very sorry.

“Good boy, you like your master’s juice don’t you?” the man asked as he squirted lube on his dick and began to slicken it up.

“Yes sir.” The boy replied in a squeaky, high pitched voice.

He made sure the boy’s hole got plenty of lube as well, his slick thick finger punching in and out of the boy’s tight dark ring of pleasure. The boy groaned under the penetration, arching his back as his master gave him another finger or two to stretch out that boy hole.

“Look at you, you fucking little whore.” He chuckled. “You can’t wait for my cock, can’t you? This black butt can never have enough of his master’s white dick. Hell, you’ll take any dick as long as it’s big and white, won’t you boy?”

“Yes, sir.” He nodded, grinding his ass as the man’s fingers pressed deeper into his butt.

“Well, you’re going to get plenty of that before we are done.” The man promised, his voice taking on a sinister tone. “I got some big cocked friends who are going to have a crack at that ass tonight. Would you like that? Do you want lots of big white cocks to leave cum in your ass and mouth?”

“I would love that sir.” The boy said. “I always love servicing your friends.”

“Not always.” The master chuckled. “I know some of them can be a little rough and I know you don’t always like it rough. But then they like it rough and so do I. And none of us really give a fuck what you like.”

“All I want to do is please your sir.” The boy said. “You and your friends.”

“Good boy.” The master said. “That the right attitude.”

While the man’s face couldn’t be seen, the camera revealed a husky, hairy frame, thick muscular legs and thighs. He wore a grungy, cum and piss stained jockstrap from which his heavy meat pointed up and out.