Racial Re-Training Initiatives Ltd, or Black Resurgence its public face, was a new company of some importance in the services sector of African states. It received large-scale government support in Southern Africa as part of programmes to create Black Economic and Social Advancement -- coping with the historical legacy of white supremacist regimes.
The company was a leader in its field. It had initially been set up by John Obongo, whose supermarkets in Southern Africa had for some time employed increasing numbers of white male school-leavers, and then others relocated from Universities and Colleges, as cleaners, trolley-boys, shelf stackers, packers, parking boy attendants, bakery and butchery assistants.
The employment of these white youths, all of whom had been successfully used as Pod Boys in historically black schools and colleges, sught to tackle the "White Problem" -preventing the occurrence of social and economic dislocation -- namely them being unemployed, or even being a nuisance on the streets when the institution had finished with them ( usually when the school was restocked with new allocations of fresh whiteboys). The young white males habitually left school and college with few formal qualifications as they had spent most of their time servicing their black classmates and providing them with "recreation and release facilities". John Obongo felt he had a social duty to ensure these boys had a future, and to capture their hard earned skills. ( He and his black colleagues could also make a whole wad of money out of the deployment of white ass and have themselves a good deal of fun!)
The boys' white parents were usually keen to sign indenture documents on them, well aware of where their skills areas lay, their limited employment expectations, and the resultant apprehension that they would be a continued drain on family finances. They were encouraged to sign them over to a Racial Retraining Agency for a period of five to ten years. In return they were offered generous capital inducements. It was a win-win situation -- everyone profited from the continued exploitation of this national resource. There were many other benefits -- teenage pregnancies went way down as an alternative channel, or channels so to speak, were provided for highly sexual, testosterone charged black youth and younger males. The only group that sociologists perceived as not benefiting economically were the former white Pod Boys themselves -- but they certainly were able to fulfil their appetites for dominant black males
This growing group of Caucasian youths were bluntly, by the time they left school or college, totally addicted to servicing and serving black cock, and saw their life-role as being to service superior black males. If they didn't fit fully and well into this group (and there were stringent if somewhat harsh entry tests) they would be despatched to farms and ranches as field hands or domestic workers. In effect they then became rurally based slaves for five to ten years by which time they were thoroughly worn out. There was talk of rendering plants being developed in certain countries where worn-out white males could be converted into fertiliser and thus continue to provide a socially useful input for black farmers, but nothing concrete had been done about that as yet.
The stock of whiteboys held at the RTTI stables were those selected out of the Pod pool who were of higher value then for rural service. Boys 16 -24 years old, medically and sexually tested, kept in prime condition through strict exercise, grooming and dietary programming, subjected to carefully controlled drug regimes to ensure maximum and continuous sexual performance -guaranteed to be of the highest quality, ensuring total customer satisfaction, and therefore profitability of long duration. A product which was constantly monitored and graded. A1 graded stock was the very highest quality -- prime stock physically and mentally; of both high intelligence and excellent subservience. These boys were especially valued as personal body slaves.
Obongo was joined in the African Resurgence enterprise by a number of other successful young black entrepreneurs. A group of five had put in the initial capital, releasing generous government match funding; they served, with two ministry representatives, on the RRTI Board. They all ran, personally, a number of firms which already used "Pod Whites" (the name in fact stuck well after its use in schools and colleges ) in bars, clubs, restaurants, shops, home catering, delivery services, transport, cleaning, garden maintenance, janitorial services, sports clubs, escort services and massage parlours. They were thus well able to test and judge the product they were handling in this central supply company
A stock of some 400/600 Pod Whites was held, at anyone time, for grading, assessment and future deployment. Most of these were warehoused in the large and impressive Central Stables, where they were regularly worked out, worked on and at times modified for future product placement. There were satellite stables in other locations -- principally in other capital cities and regions.
The company employed a cohort of committed and enthusiastic young black managers to handle the placement of whites in the most appropriate positions, and these guys ran the business to ensure a high return on the directors' capital investment. Only the very best and most experienced creative young blacks were employed -usually those who had run the most exploitative Pods in their schools and colleges. For the black managers the rewards were also high -- monthly bonuses were paid on placement of Pod Whites in black owned businesses, and for the more successful the labour and skills of a group of say 30/40 Pod Whites led to remuneration on a level which enabled them to live in real style, in large houses, running expensive cars, and themselves having several white "servants" - the word "slave" was used freely within RTTI itself but in public more respectful terms were used, however outrageously the white boys were used. There was a certain added humiliation in the dichotomy. For example, a Pod White " Asst Manager" of a bar would be stripped and team-fucked over the bar tables by his staff and customers as the evening's drinking got under way.
To get an idea of what happened day-to-day at RTTI, we will now look at a typical Board Meeting day. It wasn't all reviews of boring reports and accounts, stock figures and commercial development options. The Directors always favoured a more hands-on approach, and normally had first access to A1 graded product:
In the RRTI Directors' Gym 17 year old Lukas Botha was being introduced to two of the Directors. Just released to RRTI by the Marcus Garvey Academy, and graded AA1, the tall young blonde Lukas was being thoroughly probed and tested by the two black billionaires Aziz Tubiana, CEO of Kenya Foods, and Wesley Adedeji, Chair of West African Telecom. They were, assisted by a couple of junior Zulu staff, evaluating him to see if he was suited to a career in Nigeria, and if so whether it would be in food processing, or in telecommunications. He had been promised one or the other when he left the Academy. As a particularly valuable well presented and well qualified young white South African, RRTI had made a substantial payment to the black Pod that effectively owned Lukas, as well as to his step-parents. It now really boiled down to whether dozens of black cocks in the food industry or in the telecommunications sector were going to be filling his boycunt and mouth in the years to come....
The 6ft 2 Lukas was good-looking, athletic, blond and blue-eyed, a superb physical specimen. He was also naked but for his collar and cock-ring, and was being spiritedly spit-roasted by the large black cocks of both older men, who were delighted to have a such a tall well-muscled blonde boy for an extended pre-Board debriefing session. The two blacks, both in their late thirties, had lowered their exercise shorts to fuck the naked muscled whiteboy. Their large black balls hung down over the elasticated waists of their brilliant white shorts and the sweat from their broad chests soaked into their white cotton tops.
"Time to change ends!!" muttered Aziz, pushing his black tool completely into the boy's mouth and throat until he started to choke. " I want to try out his ass, ! You've expanded it enough now, its my turn! You try his mouth -it's really very good!! The boy can deep-throat 9 inches of nigga dick with no problem at all and maintain great suction!"
"Shit! OK then, but I'd really like to go on ramming him -- his cunt is absolutely first class! Good grip on my dick, and penetration is easy for the full 10 inches. I think I might take this one back to Lagos myself and house him in my rest-house at Victoria Beach. He's really exceptional. Andy, the whiteboy I have there now is really past his sell-by date -- he's serviced too many Yoruba beach parties in the last few months. I could return Andy to the company Pod Pool -- he'll be useful there for another few years." He pulled his long dick out of the white asshole with a pop, and moved to the boy's face.....
"I'd like to fuck his boy-cunt over the parallel bars, Adedeji, if that's OK with you?" said Aziz. Adedeji nodded, getting the boy to lick his tool clean, now his mouth was free of his friend's massive black cock.
"Over here, slave!" ordered Aziz, yanking the muscled young white towards the centre of the gym. "Yes, Sir! Please, please don't fuck me too hard, Sir!" "Oh I will Boy, I will!! Don't worry about that! And we're going to beat your white ass afterwards"
Within the ultra-modern RRTI headquarters, other new A1 grade stock was being examined and rigorously tested by both Board members and senior management. Benjamin Masson, Lars Matzdoff, Philip Redman, John Vowles and Julian Carter were by now all on the receiving end of one or several large throbbing black cocks. Masson, Matzdoff and Redman were being happily exchanged around the black senior management in the Conference Centre, and Vowles and Carter were being expertly tested by the Chair and CEO in the Chairman's office. Even if they were not chosen for Special Services by the bosses, it seemed that all the new intake were likely to secure their places in the higher end of the RTTI Stables, as the testing, or "riding", that morning had been excellent.
The Chairman's phone rang just as his thick African dick had splashed spurts of cum over the young Julien Carter's face, much of it down his throat. He wiped his 10 inch black dick over the boy's blonde locks as he spoke to his PA in the outer office: "Tell my wife I can't speak now -- I'm in an important conference". He pushed his swollen purple dick-head into the boy's mouth for him to clean it. He pulled on the boy's erect white prick as his own tool was being cleaned.
Adedeji was now decided he definitely wanted Lukas for his beach-house near Lagos. Aziz was to say the least disappointed. As he shoved his large cock back in Lukas's well fucked hole Aziz spoke to Deji about delaying the boy's departure until the middle of the month.
"I can see why you want him in Lagos, Deji, he'll be a prize facility for you and your senior guys there -- and admirable for your corporate entertaining." He pushed his cock hard to the left, and then to the right of the whiteboy's hole, and slapped the white cheeks hard.
"Keep still slave! And don't stop clenching your ass muscles! Yeah -- that's it!! Tighten up that hole boy! Not too hard for you is it?" Lukas had a mouthful of Deji black cock, and couldn't respond immediately. He was listening hard as his future was being worked out....
"Thing is I'd like to use him for the main entertainment at my son's 16th birthday party next Saturday. I've been looking for something special for him and his buddies for the later evening -- you know, its not all about party food and conjuring tricks at their age. I know Mojo will appreciate using what Lukas offers, and his friends will too. They put a high premium on quality, especially when its up close to their black dicks! There's about a dozen young lads coming, and they all deserve something really good and a good bonding experience before they go on to their different colleges. I would need him from about 5.00pm to help with the furniture moving, catering preparations, and stuff, and then of course serving food and soft drinks. Waiting at table, and perhaps doing pissoir duties after the coffees. After that they'd probably take him up to Mojo's room. One thing makes the party go with a buzz for Mojo and his homeboys is using a pretty whiteboy as their human urinal, and then fucking the hell out of him."
Aziz was now withdrawing his long black Kenyan cock almost to the hilt before thrusting back straight into the boy -- with the force of a piledriver. With each Kenyan thrust up his whiteboy ass the boy was being impaled further on the Nigerian black dick down his throat. Aziz was holding the boy by his stiff white cock, pulled backwards between his legs, separating his balls. He held it tight, very tight, able to feel it pulsing, and knowing it was about to shoot.
"You'd have him naked well before all that, of course?" asked Deji with a grin, feeling the cum about to erupt as his cock's broad helmet was tickled by the white boy's tonsils.
"Oh yes of course, to give the young rascals a build up for their later treat. He'd be naked from the moment he steps foot inside my house. I have I'd like to have him stay over until Sunday morning because you know how randy these youngsters are -- they'll fuck him all night. Just like he's getting it now, but with all the energy and style of black youth! But no permanent damage, I promise. Give me that, and you can take him with no opposition from me!"
"Its a deal, Aziz! You can have him for the party -- I'll get him picked up, what's left of him, on Sunday morning and have him cleaned down at the stables, then shipped straight to the airport. He can sleep on the plane and be ready for induction to the Lagos operation on Monday."
"Take my nigga cum, boy!!" Deji could say no more as his cock stiffened end erupted down the blonde boy's throat, spurt after spurt, draining his balls. Seeing his friend cum in the submissive blonde boy brought Aziz to the boil in the boy's ass -- and, groaning, he filled the boy' tight hole for the second time that afternoon with gushes of thick creamy jism. In turn Lukas fired by the intense fucking and the talk of what was going to happen to him, shot all over the floor.
The two black men watched the boy's cock spurt, then they high fived together, and laughed.
"Lick up your cum, boy, you had no right to mess up the floor like that.", Aziz pushed Lukas's face down and they watched him licking the polished floor. Deji kicked him hard in the ass, sending him sprawling. "OK Aziz, let's go shower! The meeting starts in half an hour!"
Board days were also an opportunity for more junior managers to test the B and C grade stock, and encourage the junior staff to do so as well. Very often some 50/60 of the stock items would be tested in one day -- the other stock being allowed to watch. Board members liked to observe how the stock handled and were always amused that many of the watching Pod Whites would be cheering the black fuckers, helping them , and laughing at the humiliation and pain of their fellow white boys, even when some samples were tested almost to destruction as they watched. These monthly events were looked forward to by all staff as a substantial perk for working in RTTI. More of this in the next episode.
The days were of course very profitable to RTTI who charged out video rights of staff testing to one of its subsidiary companies. An old friend of faithful readers (remember Kamal?) ran a highly successful porn film business, "Ebony on Ivory Boys", as a subsidiary of RRTI, which drew heavily on the huge expansion of exploitation of the white Pod Boy resource. The Stables became a veritable series of studios on Board days!
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