Thug Fucks Trailer Park Boi

The ice blue 2006 Lincoln Town Car turned into the entrance of the Orchard Estates Motor Home Park. The driver, Royce Coleman, was at the point where he was about to have his cornrows redone. So, they had been taken down earlier that night by his mother when his friend called needing a ride home. He jumped in the car and headed out to pick up his acquaintance from the fast food restaurant. He didn’t mind his Afro too much because he knew his girl would braid it the next afternoon. His passenger said, “Thanks for the ride!”

“You got company tonight,” Royce pried.
“Oh, no! I was just gonna go in and look at some TV.”
“Yeah,” the six-foot-four-inch, slender ex-con checked rubbing his stubbly disconnected goatee.
“Yep!”
“I got some liquor. We can chill?”
“Sounds good to me.”

Royce pulled the vehicle to a stop at lot number thirty. He shut off the car and shared, “Go in inside. I’ma be in in ten.”
“Okie dokie,” the rider replied. “The door’ll be open.”

Royce watched the blonde sissy twink walk in the house. It had been five days since he had put his big Black dick in the white boi’s hole. Royce made a call to his chick.

“Hello,” the annoyed woman answered.
“Hey. You off soon,” he asked.
“No. I gotta work over.”
“Aiight den. I’ma head over to Dre’s house and play some cards.”
“Okay, baby! Love you!”
“You too!”

The dark-skinned thug hung up his main phone and turned it off before stashing it back in the console. He grabbed his other prepaid device and punched in the punk’s number.

“Hello,” the white boi beamed.
“You ready, bitch,” Royce checked.
“Almost, daddy! Just getting out of the shower.”
“Did you clean that hole out yet?”
“No sir!”
“Good! I want some kinky shit tonight. I’ma be in in a few.”
“Can’t wait!”
“I know, faggot!”

Royce ended the call and stepped out of the car. It was bit chilly this evening so he had on navy Ecko fleece sweatpants, a matching hoodie with the ‘ECKO UNLTD’ logo emblazoned on the front, and a plain grey wifebeater on underneath it. His footwear tonight was a pair of black Adidas ZX Flux Mesh boots with yellow & red laces. He lit a cigarette and smoked it methodically in the cool air. Once he had finished, he popped the trunk to extract a 1.75-liter bottle of Hennessy. He proceeded to the door as he enabled the alarm on his Lincoln.

Royce did not knock. He just opened the door and walked inside. There, he saw his toy boi, or Mindy as he called him, sitting on the small beige loveseat. He took up residence across the way on the first cushioned bench at the dinette platform. He placed the liquor on the surface and demanded, “Fix some drinks!”

Mindy hopped to his feet. The twenty-four year-old was always eager to serve Royce. His ex-con secret boyfriend admired the outfit he donned. It consisted of a red and green plaid schoolgirl skirt, a white cropped tie front top, plaid hair bows in his shoulder-length tresses, white thigh-high stockings and a pair of black double-strap Mary Jane shoes. He also had put on his black ‘Liquid Motion’ knee pads. He walked to the kitchenette of the 24-foot travel trailer he rented.

“No, slut,” barked Royce. “All fours, bitch.”

Mindy dropped down and crawled. He stood briefly to get to glasses from the cabinet, but resumed his place on the floor as he extracted a gallon jug of Milo’s sweet-tea-and-lemonade mix. He returned the short distance to the other bench at the table. He popped up into place and poured each of them a cup of the mixed drink.

“You a real good li’l sissy boi. I love dis shit,” Royce announced.
“Thank you, sir,” the five-foot-nine-inch, one-hundred-forty-pound waif replied.
“Hell yeah,” he said before gulping. “Da rest uh da night, you is my pet. You don’t talk. Just make cat sounds,” he smirked.
“Meow, meow, meow,” Mindy beamed.
“Good li’l faggot!”
“Meow!”

Royce snatched the glass from in front of Mindy and stood up. He found the yellow dog bowl in the bottom cabinet. He emptied the beverage into it and sat it on the floor. Mindy climbed off the bench and began to lap up his libation. Royce fixed himself another drink. He ordered the bitch to take off the midriff shirt. Mindy rose up and removed the blouse. Royce remarked, “I love dem pink nipples on yo flat chest, kitty cat!”

“Meeeeeowwww,” Mindy purred.
“Get over here and suck on mah dick!”

Mindy moved towards his owner and pulled down his pants. He pulled out a very generous ten-inch rock hard tool. He kissed the head three times. Then, he moved down the shaft giving periodic pecks along the way. When he ended up at the nut sack, he pulled away for second to say, “Meow, meeeowwww!” He returned to his assigned task hummed on his master’s balls. It made the man groan.

Royce took another swig as the bitch made his gonads tingle. He decided to remove his hoodie and undershirt. His semi-hairy chest was now out. He didn’t even have to tell Mindy what to do. The sissy started rubbing on his torso as he sucked his large manhood. “Shit! You fuckin’ sissy ass faggot kitty cat! You know how to please a nigga!”

“Meow!”
“Get on the bed!”

Mindy scurried along on the floor to bedroom. Half-way there, Royce jerked him by the hair and led him back to the bowl.

Royce refreshed the contents and said, “Drink up, kitty cat! I want yo ass good and ready!”

Mindy licked it up feverishly. When it was all gone, her Black boss refilled it. He drank the rest and felt very warm all over.

Royce commanded, “Bed! Now!”

Mindy crawled. As he did, Royce kicked him with the size thirteen boots. Mindy whined, “Owww!”

“I thought I told yo dumb ass you caint talk none,” the former inmate scowled as he gave his pet’s smooth white ass a terrible whap.
“Meow,” the girly boi confirmed.
“Hurry up and get on dat bed, faggot!”

Mindy moved with lightning speed.

Royce flipped his kitten over onto his back. “What da fuck, bitch,” he screamed choking Mindy. “Why da fuck is yo li’l ass dick hard? You betta not nut tonight when I’m fuckin’ you. If you do, it gone be hell to pay.”

Mindy tried to nod and uttered, “Meow.”
“Dammit, bitch! Why dat thang twitchin’? I see I’ma hafta punish you tonight.”

Mindy’s three-inch cocklet jumped again. Apparently, Royce had had enough of that. He got a firm slap across his face. Then he felt the wrath of his owner’s massive hands squeezing his diminutive scrotum. The pain was unbearable. He screeched out in discomfort, “Meeeeeowwwwwww!”

“You stupid faggot,” Royce chuckled. “I’ma go get me anotha drank. When I get back that muh-fuckin’ clitty betta be soft.”

When the athletically built man disappeared, Mindy got on the floor. He jerked off his sissy cock and came on the floor. Then he got back on the bed just in time for Royce to walk back in. He was on all fours. Royce stuffed his love stick back in Mindy’s mouth. He gagged. His pigtails got pulled and his bottom got spanked.

“Dontchu nevah wait dis long to let me get in dat faggot boipussy no moe,” Royce barked.
“Meow, meow!”

“Dat’s right, bitch. Bend ovah and let yo’ nigga fuck yo’ punk kitty cat ass!”

Mindy got on his stomach.

Royce pulled the boi up by his waist so his ass was in the air. He worked inside of the anus while tugging on Mindy’s blonde locks. He heard a pop. Mindy whined with another cat sound. He tore the twink’s ass up. Occasionally he would grab his neck and choke him for good measure. Ten minutes into the slaying, the bigger, much manlier top opined, “I feel dat dooky gettin’ ready. Let it out kitty cat!”

“Meow, meow, meow.”

A stinky smell filled the cramped travel trailer as Mindy pushed out two firm turds. Royce pounded harder, “Ooh fuck, faggot! You gone make a nigga nut!”

“Meow!”

Royce hammered for another forty seconds. Then he pulled out and shared, “I gotta pee!” He pulled Mindy to the bathroom by his hair. He threw the faggot in the tub and started to relieve himself. “Yeah, kitty cat!” Then Royce gripped Mindy’s head and held it close as he turned around. He began to take a shit on the slut’s face. After he finished, he rubbed it in all over the faggot’s face. Royce washed his hands and pulled the bitch back to the bedroom.

“Ride it now, kitty cat,” he ordered.
“Meow?”
“From the front.”

Royce held on to the cracker’s waist and delivered hard smacks to the boi’s cute little butt. Every now and then he would slap Mindy’s jaws. “Look at yo stupid faggot ass bouncin’ on dis dick wit’ shit all on yo’ face! Yo’ retarded ass need to find Jesus!”

“Meow,” Mindy shook his head.
“Till den I’ma fuck yo bitch ass boipussy whenevah I want!”
Mindy smiled, “Meow, meow, meow!”
“Got damn, kitty cat! Take dis big dick in dat booty hole.”
“Meeeeeowwwwwww!”

Royce knew the sissy was all his. He gave Mindy a hard bitch-slap then rolled him over flat on his stomach. He thundered away while the fuck slut’s open hole farted repeatedly. He pushed Mindy’s head into the pillow. His big dick could take no more. He hollered, “Shitty ass fag! I’m bout to skeet!”

Mindy felt the warm man juice invade his pussy as his thug lover growled. Then there was the collapse. He was trapped underneath the sexy Black man for a good five minutes before Royce climbed off.

Royce commanded, “Change dees got damn sheets and clean all this shit up! Fix me a drank and get back in bed. I ain’t finished witchu!”

“Meow,” Mindy slurred as he stumbled down to the floor. He pulled off the bedding and wiped up the dooky from the floor. He sprayed some air freshener to help the scent. Then, he washed his face and hands before making Royce his next drink. He crawled back and delivered it to his master. Next, he applied new sheets to the bed.

Royce grinned, “Round two!”
“Meow! Meow!”

Royce flipped him on his back. He noticed Mindy was stiff again. He slapped his twink once more. “You nut and I’m whoopin’ yo ass.”
“Meow.”

Royce slammed his huge cock in and out of Mindy. He went hard for nine strokes when he felt it. Mindy was cumming. His ass was tightening and he was get sprayed with sticky goo. “I told yo’ bitch ass, faggot, “ he howled. He punched Mindy in the chest. “I’ma get dis next nut first, doe!”

Royce threw all of his might into working Mindy’s booty hole with his fat member for the next hour. When he ejaculated, he bitch-slapped Mindy. He dragged the sissy to the floor and grabbed a belt from the cubby hole. He swatted Mindy over and over. The sissy boi whined out in pain. After two-and-a-half minutes, He saw Mindy’s butt was sufficiently red. He stopped and threw the belt to the side.

“I’ma get sum sleep now, bitch. You need to get some too,” Royce said.
“Meow! Meow!”

Royce got in the bed. Mindy tried to come in after him, but he kicked the pussy boi to the floor.
“You sleep down there, you dumb ass kitty cat faggot,” he hissed.

The next morning Royce was up by 5:00. He grabbed Mindy by the hair and feed him his morning wood. After a hard release, he went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

He walked out of the house without saying another word. He knew he would be back soon.

The kitty cat knew it too.