The Final Installment to: Dark Montreal Meat -- by Gaywayne

When Danielle the lady stripper at the T&A club, who I humiliated the night before, looked at me, I realized my cover as a straight guy was over. She railed at me: "So you really are a closet fag aren't you? I mean why else would you be at a male strip joint tonight wearing a a little thong that says Black Cock Only. Mmmmmm?" For the first time in my life I was speechless and felt extremely embarrassed. "I'm surprised you were at a straight guys club you gay fuck when you really crave the dark sausage." I knew my turn for humiliation had now arrived.

Danielle went on: "Remember last night when you and your five whiteboy friends paid money to the black female dancer so you culd lick out her asshole in the little cutout from the ceiling in the booth?" "Yes how could I forget?" " Well that was not really her asshole. It was my big black hung stud lover who's on stage dancing right now. So that makes all you guys who said you loved it, a bunch of fucking white fags for a black man's asshole." I swallowed hard as one of her girlfriends spit out her drink from laughing so hard. She said, "So you like licking a black man's asshole you fucking white fairy? Them maybe you'll love his front member too." With that her black lover came off stage and joined us.

Danielle said, "Hey Reggie, you have another gay customer!" I blushed with my head down. Reggie said, "Well I just love little whiteboys who are caught in the web of my big black Johnson. And you will be." He grabbed me by my arm and said, "We Jamaicans just love your white women. Now you're gonna see what you been missing. You will never want white pussy again. I promise. Cough up $20 bucks punk." Danielle said: "I have to see this!" All the Montreal college girls who knew what was going on cheered us on as the three of us headed towards the back booth.

Once in the booth Reggie slowly rolled down his tight g-string which made my mouth water as he exposed his enormous beautiful black cock as Danielle and I sat down and he stood up. Reggie said: "So what do you think whiteboy?" I said: "Well for the first time, sir, I feel so ashamed to to be a whiteboy." They laughed. "Describe his manly beauty." Danielle said. I said: "Sir, I just love the way those big think veins stick out of your gorgeous long thick trunk of a cock." "Go on." "I also love the romantic huge mushroom head of you prick, Sir, and the thick kinky pubic hair make a lovely frame for the background of your big willie." They both cracked up.

His master prick was looking better by the second. I said "With all due respect Sir. Any whiteboy would die for the right to lick off the sweat off your wonderful moist balls." LOL. Danielle said: "Now get on your knees and start begging you lowlife white fag." I did as they told me to pucker my lipsticked sissy lips. I said: "I want to thank you, Sir, and all your superior brothers for taking away all the white ladies away from us queenie whiteboys." With that I planted a sweet little picture perfect kiss at the base at Reggie's big cock. A chill went up my spine when Danielle smiled and said: "Oh that's so cute. I love to see you white boys who know your inferior place." I continued... "The white ladies are very smart to replace us white wimpy queers with real men. Beautiful black men at that." Danielle pushed her foot against my head and said: "Beg harder Queer." I begged the big black stud even harder and planted another sweet long loving kiss on his manly black cock. I said: "Sir, can you jerk off in my mouth so I can taste your sweet lovely sperm and prove to all the white girls what cum-breath little white fag I am? Please,`Sir!"

Danielle said: "The black man's cum is too good for you. It's for white women only." Reggie hinted that he did have to take a piss. Danielle demanded: "Open your mouth wide this is what you white boys really deserve! Piss breath!" My heart was pounding furiously. I could not believe it. To be this degraded made me wobbly and weak. He aimed his cock right next to my big open mouth. Danelle said: "You talk alot of piss and now you're going to get it back piss-mouth." I was getting weaker. She said. "Ready now? Then fire away." My mind when blank as I fainted. When I woke up the janitor was chasing me, swinging his mop, the place was closed. I still don't know if I drank any piss. I don't think so. I think fainting saved me from that fate. But all the money was gone from my wallet. THE END by Gaywayne