Jean-Pierre Leaves School (2)
In my final Pod meeting the next week all the blacks were chatting excitedly, and hugging each other, about what they had bought with their share of the Hiring Fee from United Grain. Plus a few of them had invitations to go up for a visit to the company next term, when they could investigate management traineeships, and also see how their former PodWhite is getting on. Provided the individual black managers agreed they could sit in on sessions where the boy "de-stressed" the manager, and also attend one of his regular disciplinaries.
Dolo was reading an e mail he had from one of the managers who had used me.
"Hey Guys!! Just listen to this. You know where this white boy is going to be living when he takes his new job? THE KENNELS!!!! Jesus, they really got it right for you boy!!! You gonna be their pet puppy!!!" All the blacks laughed. One of them came over and put my collar and leash on.
"Here Boy!!! Come and have a biscuit Boy!!!"
They spent a happy half hour laughing and joking, pulling their whiteboy puppy round by the leash from one boy's black cock to the next. They stuffed a rag of poppers in my nose and kept it wet, as they started to finger fuck me as I was hauled around the room. Then they got one of the younger boys to fist me. They had done this once before, but not like this. This time I was being pushed around the room, through the young fist in my butthole, as the room joked about it.
The martinet came out again and I had a few lashes.They did it horizontally for the first time, so that the thongs got into my crack. It hurt like hell and I yelled.
They spit-roasted me long and hard well into the evening, until security came to tell them to wind up. The two teenage guards eyes popped out of their heads as they saw me being team fucked.
The boys gave the martinet to the two black guards and asked them to whip me for being a bad boy. They watched as the guards went at it with a will, giving me about ten lashes........
Their new PodWhite arrived the next day, a cute, shy, blonde 16 year old, just out from England. In the lunch break the young members of my Pod had me lead the new, unsuspecting boy to the school's open air arena ,which was filled by 300 shouting yelling black boys.
It was the last time I was to wear the Pod's sky blue silk shorts. I knelt and symbolically handed the sparky, fully uniformed white new boy over to the Pod. I watched as the black boys stripped him. His new blue blazer, his school tie, his white shirt and his shoes went first. He was bare chested, and in tears, as the audience chanted and sang. Then his arms were pinned behind him and two boys unbelted and unzipped his khaki shorts and took them off. Then they took off his white briefs and threw them to the crowd. They left his long white socks on. They walked him back and fore across the stage naked, and down into the crowd, each black boy in the Pod taking a turn on his leash. It reminded me of my pre-punishment parading. The boys went wild – everyone wanted to have a piece of him and he was mobbed for ten minutes. I noticed that there were PodWhites in the crowd joining in the fun. Then I saw that they all but disappeared as they were put to sucking off the black boys around them. Two PodWhites in the front row were now being fucked up against the stage, and the crowd of black boys was enjoying their humiliation. One by one I saw the PodWhites being dragged forward by their fuckers and pushed down over the front of the stage, until there was a line of eight to ten upturned white asses fronting the stage. Each one had a black cock probing deeply into it, the whie boys were no longer laughing – they were the objects of mockery as much as me and the new boy. A line of sexually charged black boys was impatiently waiting their turn on them.
They brought the new boy back on stage more or less in one piece, but bruised in a few places. They got me to kneel before him and suck his white cock in front of eberyone. Once he got erect, which took a bit of time, two boys yanked my Pod shorts off and put them on the new boy. Naked, and striped from the beating the night before, I was led away by two prefects, whacking my butt to a lot of jeering and laughter.
No longer part of the Pod ,or the school, I was left naked and alone.
Half an hour later, near the gym, Anthony, another PodWhite much younger than me, came by with two young Ghanaian boys, Kwesi and Kojo, from the junior forms. Both were in school uniform, and must have come from the show in the arena, but I was surprised that with them, in the St George's College uniform of blue blazers and long tight grey shorts, were two other boys of their age, I guessed also West Africans. Kwesi was too busy with his hands deep inside Anthony's Pod shorts to bother much with me, but Kojo seeing me naked, came over and said Hi! He gently stroked my naked and sore white butt as he introduced me to their two Nigerian friends - Latif and Sola. The two grinned shyly at me, and told me they had enjoyed the show.
"We liked it specially when they walked him through the audience. I got hold of his white cock and yanked on to it for about two minutes!"
"And when they gave him your shorts! That was special! We all liked that a lot!"
I blushed. Kojo then held my cock, and as I saw the three of them looking at it, it got hard. I saw Sola giggle and point out to Latif the "New Africa Academy" tattoos and stripes on my naked butt.
Kojo said they were taking their buddies to their dormitory "to give Anthony a good seeing to" as they'd all got randy watching the show.
"Would you like to come?" He felt under my balls, and ran his other hand over my nipples, as the two young St George's boys watched, long bulges now apparent in their tight grey shorts. Then he unzipped his own khaki shorts and, pulled out his cock from his white cotton briefs.
"Suck it, Boy!" I got on my knees in front of the young black boy. I saw Anthony was now also on his knees in front of Kwesi, sucking his black cock, and I did the same to Kojo. The two St George's boys were watching, astonished this was happening at the side of our school gym. Their shorts were bulging like their zippers were going to burst.
"How long have you got, Boy, before your transport arrives?" Kojo asked me, pushing his young black cock further in my mouth
"Its not....until 15.30. ... stuff's already packed ...in the entrance hall, Sir". I replied with difficulty as Kojo's cock didn't stop pumping my face.
"Come on with us then, we'll even find you an old pair of shorts for your journey!"
We went up to the dormitory where three other West African boys of about the same age were waiting, Jamal, Ochi and Chacha. I knew them, as they had often been to see me whipped, and had the reputation of getting into all sorts of trouble in the lower school.
This had obviously all been planned for Anthony, but I could see the apprehensive white boy was glad to share the load. In five minutes all seven black boys had felt my ass as well as Andrew's, and were all naked but for their white socks. They looked stunning – dark smooth hairless bodies, slim and boyish, their butts round and high, and strong young cocks erect and hard, and large as black courgettes. Kwesi took Anthony to his bed and wasted no further time before starting to fuck the young blond. As the older experienced white I was put to sucking the other six young black cocks on my knees, as they circled round me. It was a wonderful last experience for me at the school. The boys were all a deep West African chocolate brown, and so supple; they had huge energy and a lot of mischief. Their 6 or 7 inch cocks, hard and cicumsized, were dripping pre-cum after the show they had seen. Their tight black balls bounced on my chin as I deep-throated one after the other.
I must have been kneeling and sucking the magic circle for ten minutes when I was hauled over to the bed next to Anthony and told to lie down on my back. Kwesi was still ramming into Anthony like a jack rabbit. The white boy was moaning and Kwesi was sweating. I think he had been about to cum when the commotion we made on the next bed disturbed him.
"Sola – you fuck the bitch first!" said Kojo, clambering over me, sitting down full on, on my face, and pulling my legs over his shoulders. As I licked out Kojo's tight black hole, I felt the Nigerian boy enter me at the other end. I groaned, but he was in quickly, his hands squeezing my nipples and already fucking me hard. He shot his load powerfully,deep inside me. After what seemed like a bit of a dispute, his prick was replaced by Jamal's. Kojo raised himself off my face for me to clean Sola's nigga prick, but it got hard again in my mouth and he left it there for me to suck. Sola and Jamal came together – Sola shooting his second load down my throat as I felt the hot gush of Jamal fill my ass. Jamal got off, and Chacha got on. He pushed his blackboy dick into the well lubricated hole, slapping my butt hard, grabbing me by my shaved white cock, and calling me a "niggerboy's white cunt", which I suppose was more or less true.
As Chacha was fucking me, still on my back, I looked across to see Kwesi still riding Anthony. The boy was now also on his back with his legs over his head, and the black dick was driving deep. As I did so Chacha laughed:
"Two white chickens now being stuffed, but this old broiler is well-basted already!" He reached over to feel Kwesi's black round butt. I think he must have put his fingers round the hole because Kwesi suddenly started to climax
"Take my juice, you white cuntboy!" he yelled as he thrust deep into Anthony's ass, slapping it as he shot his load deep into the boy.
Chacha took over right away on Anthony, leaving me with my ass empty - which I suppose was his intention. His young black cock dipping in and out of the young white boy's hole, he seemed to cum almost right away, and sprayed his cum over the white buns. Kojo pushed into my vacant hole and kissed me as he fucked me. Then I couldn't see for some time, as Ochi came and sat on my face. He spread his crack wide so I could get my tongue in deep, while Kojo gave me a real long hard pounding, kissing Ochi as he fucked me. Ochi deep kissing Kojo, was wanking his own cock as he pushed his ass into my face, my tongue going in and out of his hole.
The fucking lasted for over an hour, by which time I think all of the blacks had fucked the two of us. They had certainly all fucked me. When Ochi had shot his load up me and Latif took me, he asked Kojo why my Pod was getting rid of me
"He's a really good fuck – I wouldn't let him go like that!" said Latif, as he jammed his black dick up me harder than any of the others. The cum from the other blacks was oozing out around his cock and forming in a puddle on the bed.
"Well, he's due to leave school this term, and they got a very good price for him, especially as he's quite old now and been used hard for five years." said Kojo, "There's a lot more young blondies like Anthony now being groomed up in the school. Don't worry he'll be well used where he's going, and the new boy will soon be trained up! This one's been a good boy for most of the young dudes in the school to practice on in the last few years. He knows how to handle and get the best out of young niggas!" Kojo pinched my nipples, and kissed me on the mouth
Thanks, Jean-Pierre, that was a good last ride on you. Good luck with those granary boys!"
The Pod paraded their new PodWhite, leashed and bollock naked again, in the school yard through the rest of the lunch break. I watched their fun with him from the sidelines wearing the old Pod shorts that Kojo had found for me. Lots of boys, after teasing the boy, came up to me and wished me good luck. Many of them kissed me, and said they would miss me, so I felt a lot better. I even got a Good Luck card from the Rock Hard Niggas!
I noticed Robbie, the new PodWhite, still had blonde hair around his cock, and no tattoos. His peachy white skin was soft and totally unmarked, though his face and butt were red from shame and slaps. The last I saw of him he was being carried, naked and horizontal, over their heads into the sports pavilion. I don't know what they intended to do with him there.
They Podded him fully at the close of afternoon classes, on his first day in the school, as I was bundled into the back of the van from United Grain.
It wasn't quite grand tragedy. A dozen or more black boys came to see me off. They grabbed my bag to help me, put their arms round me, and kissed me.
One of them gave me a rose.
They waved until the van left the school grounds.
Let me know what you think please. Thanks to all of you who have welcomed the new series. I will continue with Ebony High as this series moves more fully away from a school setting.
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