Ken lay there in pain, taped to the workout bench in what he thought was an odd position: He was on his back with his legs taped to the weight supports so that he was almost hanging. His arms were stretched way behind him and taped together beneath the bench. He was in agonizing pain from the earlier beating, and he became aware that he was completely naked, exposing all his tattoos. And still in the background, he couldn't see where, he heard the sounds of a heavy-duty gym. Although he was terrified, Ken seethed with anger. "Just wait til the news people hear this! Hoo boy! There's gonna be a race riot!" he thought to himself, unaware, that no one would ever hear the details of his ultimate death. His thoughts of becoming a hero for White America were interrupted when two huge black guys appeared over him. They were enormous, especially from Ken's degrading vantage point. They stood on either side him, and even though they were wearing prison boxers, he could see that everything he had heard about black men's endowments was more than true. Then it happened. One of the guys pulled down his shorts, swung his huge thigh across Ken's face, and stood directly over him. Two hard bulging black legs were on either side of his head, and the biggest dick he had ever seen dangled just inches above his eyes. "Get off me, nigger!!" Ken screamed, immediately wishing he hadn't. The second guy then took his fist and pounded it into Ken's groin. Ken screamed and almost passed out again from the pain, and his eyes filled with tears. He felt like his testicles had been crushed. "Shuttup, boy! You gonna suck my dick now!" the first guy said. He reached down and pried Ken's mouth open with his huge hands. It was no use resisting; Ken had never met anyone that strong. And as the guy pressed his enormous cock into Ken's mouth, he remembered that he had lost many of his teeth in the earlier beating. The meat went in deeper and deeper until he thought he would choke. The black guy then grabbed Ken's head and began to raise and lower it. "Suck it, boy!" he yelled. Terrified, Ken managed to suck in his cheeks slightly. His eyes were filled with tears of pain and degradation, but he could see up the front of his rapist. Everything was black and huge. His abs were rounded and hard, his arms were thick and ripped with veins, but most impressive was his huge chest. Ken could see right up the valley between each pec; huge, massive, black mountains glistening with sweat. "SUCK IT, BOY!!!" the guy yelled again, piercing Ken's ears. He began to suck in his cheeks in rhythm with his head being raised and lowered. His tongue wrapped around the hard rubber tip. His jaws ached from being open so wide, but he didn't dare try to close his mouth because he knew by then he would be beaten terribly if he tried to fight back. He just lay there, helpless. Ken sucked harder and harder, and the black guy's cock was forced in deeper and deeper, all the way to the back of his throat. Each time he had to struggle from gagging. Next, the most repulsive experience of Ken's wretched life occurred. Ken felt the hot explosion in his throat at the same time he heard the guy moan. He started to swallow the hot, thick cream as fast as he could, he felt it filling his stomach. It then began to squirt out of his mouth, up his nose and down his chin. At the same time, the guy pressed his groin and thighs into Ken's face, a huge mass of hard, black muscle surrounding his head. Still more and more cum exploded out of the horse-cock, which was now into his throat. He kept swallowing as fast as he could, but more seemed to get smeared on his face. Just when he thought it was about to end, still more of the steamy juice blew out. Finally, the guy stood up, pulled his softening cock out of Ken's throat and let the rest of his load squirt down onto Ken's face. He blew bubbles through the cum that clogged his nostrils. His face was covered with hot, sticky, and worse for Ken, BLACK cum. "You like that, don't cha boy!" the guy said, then laughed. He pulled his huge heavy thigh across Ken's face, smearing the cum even more. Ken began to sob. Just like a baby, he started to cry to himself. He hated these people, and now they controlled him; he was their slave. Ken hadn't noticed that a group of these huge muscle men had gathered around during the ordeal, their own huge bulges evidence that they were turned on by the rape.
