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Chapter 111 by princessjasminedoll

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A Secret Shame

Aaron Castle-Jones stretched out in his dorm room. He was 20, an accounting major. He was a porn addict, but deathly afraid of actual contact with other people. He was slender and meek and small, a mere 5'6. It was always terrible for him -- smaller than even his sisters.

He'd grown up in a mostly Black household, attended a mostly Black high school, and picked the more diverse college over the higher ranked, lily-white one he'd had the opportunity to attend. And in this, his junior year, he'd become roommates with DeShazior Ruston, a 6'4 linebacker that was built like a solid oak tree.

DeShazior had a girlfriend, Bridget, that was also from Detroit. She was blonde and pretty, a cheerleader that was also used to being in a heavily Black environment. Whereas Aaron's upbringing had made him small and meek, it'd made her exuberant and an exhibitionist.

Aaron had to listen to them fuck, frequently. He'd tried to masturbate quietly during one of their sessions, but DeShazior had heard him squeaking gently, and that had ended that. DeShazior was out today at football practice, and Bridget wasn't around.

Aaron tried to get off to just girls. Or lesbian stuff. Like he should. He even fished out a pair of Bridget's panties from the hamper.

But sometimes ... more and more it felt like. He needed more. So he watched interracial porn, but even then, his slender 4 inch cock wasn't responding. He was rapidly descending into the rabbit hole, and only when he started watching video of Black men jerking off, did it start to stiffen up. But then he still needed more.

He went back into the hamper, fishing out a jock strap of DeShazior's. He blushed deeply, returning to his bed, watching the Black man jerk off, and breathing in the jock strap deeply. It only took a moment when he debased himself to this degree, starting to shoot small ropes of cum, emptying out his tiny balls. Immediately afterwards, the shame and regret and guilt hit him instantly and he went to the bathroom, retching. Something had to change for young Aaron.

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