"You seriously don't want to come with me to the rally?" Madison said, face scrunching up in disappointment as she leaned forward and tilted her head.

"I'd love to!" Alec lied, running a hand through his dark black hair and offering his best friend a weak half-smile. "But if I don't get through some of these assignments I might drown under them." He shrugged in a 'what you gonna do?' sort of way but Madison remained unimpressed. The truth was he was completely on top of his college work but wasn't thrilled at the idea of being dragged to the BLM rally being held on campus. Not that he was against them of course, as he would surely tell anyone who asked why he didn't want to go but Alec largely tried to steer clear of politics. So much division and conflict. He was happy to sit it out. Plus, it always seemed to come down on the 'whites bad, blacks victims' narrative. Hardly a fair assessment in his humble opinion.

"You can't blow off a couple of papers to help America?" Madison tried, raising a judging eyebrow at him. Alec shook his head slightly but couldn't help but smile at her. He and Madison had been best friends for as long as he could remember. Even as their mums poked fun and teased them about their friendship as they grew, even as awkward teenagers, and even now as they settled into the latter part of their first college year. Madison's chestnut-colored hair was tied back into a simple ponytail and her knowing gaze sunk into him. Alec would be lying if he said he hadn't thought of her beyond their friendship. Her stunning, sharp features and perfect smile, were the curve of her natural hourglass-like figure. Coupled with a natural E bust and what his online friends would describe as a 'dump truck' rear, she was any hot-blooded male fantasy.

"Help America?" He retorted, snorting slightly. "We aren't in the sixties anymore."

"You're showing your ignorance and your white privilege, Alec," Madison replied, crossing her arms and leaning back. "And, you're being a crap friend." Despite her serious tone, he saw the sparkle in her eyes and knew she was teasing him. Mostly. He stood silent for a long moment before sighing.

"For you, sure. I'll go but just for an hour. I have stuff to do tonight, okay?" He caved.

"Tugging your little thing to booties on TikTok isn't important 'stuff' but whatever," Madison said, once again teasing but with a wide grin on her face this time. Satisfied she'd gotten her way. As always. Alec tried to ignore the 'little' comment though he could feel his cheeks redden.

"You're so welcome. Text me when, okay?"




"Alick?" Alec said, confusion clear as he read the sloppy hand-written scribble on the side of his coffee cup. He sighed, sitting down across from Madison at their table in the cute little café she liked, though she seemed distracted by whatever was on her laptop. "How do they mess that up?" He shook his head, pushing a caramel frappe across to her.

"Hmm?" Madison said, looking up and blinking. She hadn't been listening and offered a small smile. Wild was all she said in response, becoming engrossed in her study once more.

Alec shot her a questioning look. "You good? Seem a little, out of it today."

Madison was once again broken from her revery, having to try hard to focus on her friend. "Oh, yeah. I am just really into this latest assignment, you know? It's heavy stuff. But interesting. Marcus has been sending me these insightful articles. Just get completely lost in them." Madison took a sip of the caramel frappe Alec had brought her, flashing him a wide smile. Alec only nodded, grimacing a bit at the mention of Marcus. The tall, dark, and handsome BLM member they'd encountered the previous week who had insisted on referring to him as 'whiteboy'. He had been rather overbearing and was spouting some pretty extreme views. All whites were racist, reparations both financially and socially were needed and the 'white supremacist' structure of society needed to be 'ripped out'. Yet Madison had seemed rather taken with his firebrand approach, much to Alec's reservation.

"Oh yeah?" Alec said, "Are they all calling us both terrible and racist for being white?" Madison shot him a look.

"Don't be a child, Alec. We both benefit from a level of privilege and acknowledging that or pointing it out doesn't make us or Marcus bad, okay? Racism isn't just a conscious action, we both harbor some prejudice whether we want to confront it or not."

He rolled his eyes. "Is that what those articles say?"

"Why don't I send them to you?" Madison retorted, smirking slightly. "So instead of pestering me like a typical racist whiteboy, you can educate yourself huh?"

Alec was a little taken aback but shrugged, taking a sip of coffee and playing off his surprise. "Hey, if they are backed by some real studies and thought, I'd be happy to learn."

"Perfect, I'll send them to you later." Madison smiled at him, though he sensed her annoyance.


"Racial Inequality and How the Modern Generation Can Help" read the title of one of the several different articles and papers Alec had received from Madison later that same day. He had not had the chance to go over them deeply for a week or so but now, on the other side of his latest essay, had a second. He was already skeptical but put his reservations aside, trying not to fall into the stereotype of 'uneducated racist whiteboy' that Madison was throwing at him more and more regularly nowadays. He opened up the first, a published article by Elias Hooker. He began, skimming through the paper.

"One of the greatest allies to the fight for true racial equality and justice is the next generation. Those who are more critical of the existing power structures and have the mind and fire to drive the movement forward."

Alec rolled his eyes. So that was why Madison was so taken. This article was just designed to praise and stroke the egos of politically active college students. Sure, it had a few interesting points regarding the huge inequality that remained despite alleged legal equality. Yet so much seemed to be fan service to the students of today. He remained unimpressed but carried on with the others.

"The White Supremacist Structures Which Remain Today"

"How Real Racial Justice Can Be Found"

"The Benefits of Interracial Pornography For The White Mind"

Alec had been skim-reading most of them, not gaining much of an appreciation for anything other than where Madison was getting all her new ideas and terminology from. These papers were largely fluff, nothing of real substance but quite provocative that was for sure. Yet that last title just seemed too outrageous to ignore.

"The many benefits of the recent surge in interracial pornography could not be listed in a single paper. So instead I will be focusing on the positive impact it has on the 'white mind'. I will be exploring some of the effects and how these are not just a good thing for the Movement but for the psychological health of the white watching.

Interracial pornography can have wonderful effects on the average white mind. Here, the positive impact can be seen in the acceptance of interracial pairs, the slowly crumbling bastion of prejudice within both white females and males, and more focused effects according to gender. Exposure to interracial content aids in accepting the new reality of modern relationships. White women can be slowly liberated from the oppressive ideas that they 'belong' to white men. The act of seeing a black male become intimate with a woman like them can help free them from the notion of white ownership. White women no longer have to be with lesser males purely out of a racist idea of racial purity. They are free to indulge in real sex and interracial porn helps women discover this. On the flip side, the same idea of ownership is being crushed within the white males who consume interracial. They are not only bearing witness to 'their' woman being taken and pleasured by another but are also receiving pleasure from this surrender. The rapid rise of more kink-specific aspects of this can be seen in the likes of cuckolding. This can be a deeply effective tool for destroying subconscious racism within white males. Not only that, but the addictive nature of pornography can often hook both white males and females, leading them down a path to true allyship. Yet, a subject for another day. "

"So, if you seek to help erase the white supremacist structures within our society and white minds, then I highly recommend indulging in interracial porn. Throw on some Blacked, pull those pants down, and enjoy. Enjoy the pleasure, enjoy the mental health benefits, and enjoy helping to destroy racism."

Alec rubbed and shook his head, amazed someone had the nerve to write this sort of stuff. 'Jack off to interracial or you're racist' seemed to be the argument. Wild. Though it did make him wonder if Madison had listened to it. She seemed to have taken everything else onboard from this nonsense. His mind conjured the image of his best friend in her bed, slowly slipping down to her panties as she pulled her laptop close. Her bra struggled to contain her tits as one hand stroked up her soft, curvy body to free them. Alec blinked a couple of times, noticing he was sporting a hard-on.

He sat on the lawn outside the social studies building, waiting for Madison as he idly scrolled his phone. Alec kept it close to his chest though as the plain reality was, his TikTok and Instagram feeds were mostly full of thirst traps, bikini pics, and girls twerking. Alec barely noticed his friend approaching as he watched an alt-goth girl with pale skin, black bangs, and a fat ass bounce it up and down, pulling a face as she did.

"Morning perv!" Madison declared, dropping herself down beside Alec and grinning. He quickly closed his phone and smiled at her, a little guilty.

"Hey, Madi. How was class?" He tried. Truth be told, he wasn't sure if she had caught him or was just teasing him.

"It was honestly amazing. We've been getting into some deeper stuff now we are later into it. Everyone is just so switched on and into it as well. We want to be there." Madison responded with genuine enthusiasm in her voice.

"That's good to hear." Alec grinned, playing with the grass a little. "Everyone in my classes just runs for the door the second we're done. If they even show up." He chuckled a little.

"Because you study fucking finance! It's so dull!" She giggled before switching to a slightly more serious look. "By the way, did you get a chance to read those articles I sent to you?"

"That was subtle." Alec snorted, but Madison's expected face made him concede. "Yeah, yeah. I read through them this weekend." Alec swallowed, recalling how crude some of them were.

"Well, what did you think?" Madison asked, keenly watching him. Alec shifted, taking in a breath before offering an apologetic look.

"Honestly? Most didn't seem to say much. Sure, sure, there was some food for thought in there. But it seemed so focused on encouraging political action as opposed to actually making you question why you are taking action." He half expected her to call him a racist for not liking her papers but she seemed to take what he said calmly.

"Oh yeah, I agree." Madison nodded.

"You do?"

"Yeah." Madison seemed to think for a second. "I think that is kind of the point. I've reread them a few times now and I agree. I think there designed to be easily accessible and fire you up, to get you out there. It's a good thing, I think. No?"

"Of course, be active. But yeah, I didn't find much too many of them." Alec said, a little relieved his friend hadn't nailed him to the wall about the subject.

"What about the one which talks about the good watching interracial porn can do? Did you like that?" Madison asked it so casually Alec almost responded without pause. Almost. He opened his mouth before shooting her a look. Both were confused, shocked, and a little embarrassed. "What? Did you not read that one?"

"No, I-I read it," Alec said, still a little stunned she'd brought it up with such ease. "I, do you want to talk about that? Seemed a little... You know."

"Oh my God, you are so repressed." Madison laughed, "It's just porn, Alec. Not even if it's a porn paper, grow up." She tilted her head and laughed slightly. "You'll watch some chick wearing nothing but a thong and twerking on your phone in public but won't talk about an academic paper with your best friend of like forever because it talks about porn?"

So she had seen what he was watching. Alec blushed a little but shrugged. "I don't know. It made sense in theory. Exposure to that sort of content would probably help if you were racist. But I don't think many racists are watching interracial."

"You'd be surprised," Madison muttered coyly, quickly bringing out her phone.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." She replied, looking back at him, intense interest on her face now. Did her lips get bigger? Maybe the makeup she was wearing. "Do you watch interracial?" Alec shot her a look. "What? I thought we were being grown-ups about this." She retorted, raising an eyebrow.

"No, not really." Alec sighed.

"So, you're a racist?" Madison said flatly. Alec looked at her shocked and a little angry.

"What!? No, how could you say that?"

"You implied only racists don't watch it, right? And you don't watch it. So..." She shrugged. Despite how ridiculous it sounded, she seemed serious.

"Madi, I am not racist okay? I think you know that." Alec said, trying to defend himself.

"I don't know that. You may not be some MAGA, American flag-waving Rep douche, Alec but you don't seem like much of an ally either."

"You can't be serious?" Alec was stunned, that the one friend he'd had for his whole life was being like this.

"Tell you what, if you want to help prove to me you aren't some racist whiteboy I shouldn't ever speak with again? I want you to help my friend with her paper. The porn paper more specifically." Alec was trying to follow but his confusion must have been clear. "A classmate, Sarina, wrote that paper. But, as you say. It is more of a theory than anything. I am helping her but I want you to give us a hand too."

"How? I don't know anything about the course content." Alec offered genuinely.

"Nothing like that. I would like you to help see if there is any validity to her idea. That interracial porn can help a racist white male overcome internal prejudice." Madison stared at him intently, leaning a little closer to him. Alec, despite himself and the craziness of the situation, enjoyed having her this close to him.

"You want me to..." Alec trailed off, swallowing hard. Madison nodded slowly, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"Watch some interracial porn for us. For, a week? I don't need to know all the details. Just, make some notes on how you feel. How you see white women and black men after, if you enjoyed it if you would watch more. Could you do that for me?" She was almost close enough to kiss and Alec could only nod nervously, even as a part of his brain yelled at him for being such a pushover. "Amazing!" Madi said, standing up and breaking the spell she had cast for a second. "Start tonight! Sarina and I want to see where this leads and you could offer a completely new perspective. Thanks, Alec. I knew you were an ally deep down." And before he even knew what had gone on, she had jogged off, ass swaying as she did.

"What the fuck..."

"Don't forget xoxo" Alec read Madison's text as he shifted in his bed. His entire day had been spent stressing about their conversation. How had it spiraled out of control so quickly? How could she have called him racist? Just because he didn't jack off to interracial? Porn was about self-insert pleasure, right? That was why there was so much POV stuff. Being the 'guy' and getting to have the girl. A little hard when the guy was a six-foot-five black stud and you were a five-eight skinny white dude. Alec sighed. Maybe he was prejudiced though? He had never watched an interracial video before. Perhaps there was some truth to it? Was there some internal racism that didn't want to see black men with white women?

'Fuck it.' He thought to himself. Alec made sure his door was closed before stripping down to his underwear. He had smooth, pale legs in contrast to the tight pair of black boxers he wore. He'd never had facial hair and his chest was free of any whisps too. He kept his pubic hair neat and short, a small attempt to make his modest size seem a little larger. Grabbing his laptop, Alec quickly flipped it open. He read through the paper that Madison was helping on once more. Was it crazy? It seemed pretty extreme. Yet something drove him forward. Some part of him told him to just try it out. For his friendship with Madison if nothing else. So he typed it in.

'Porn Blacked'

He'd heard of Blacked before of course. Their videos made it to the homepage of most porn sites pretty regularly. But he had never lingered long. Now he was confronted with their catalogue. Dozens of thumbnails of stunningly beautiful women with black lovers, all captured in surprisingly cinematic shots. He scrolled for a little, feeling a nervous knot in his stomach. Was this the alleged internal racism demanding he not watch it? It was strange, exciting almost. Like watching porn for the first time again. Alec soon found a full video for free, 'Blacked Squad Goals'. Three perfect-looking brunettes coupled with two rather good-looking black guys. The intro played, scene after scene of white women pleasing black men before cutting to their logo and a sensual voice over "Blacked.com..." Alec shifted, tugging down his underwear and revealing his rather slim and small cock. He was barely four and a half inches when hard and it had been the cause of a lot of confidence issues. Yet he was already semi-hard his cock wasn't as bothered by the idea of watching interracial as he was. So he wrapped his slender fingers around and began to idly tug as he skipped the boring setup to the video and went straight for the action. He had jumped just far enough for the girls to pull down the guy's pants and reveal their massive black members. Their plump limps kiss and spread for the meaty cocks in front of them. The outfits highlighted their bubble butts and they giggled excitedly as they gave two male actors their attention. Alec was a little surprised. Sure, they were pornstars but the guys were just so... Big. Thick as much as long. He watched, quickly becoming enraptured as the girls slowly started to suck off the thick black cocks before them. Alec's hand was already gripping his cock tight and tugging faster. He felt a pang of jealousy as he watched such hung and well-built studs enjoy the attention of the girls. Perhaps his status as a virgin fueled the slight anger, or maybe this was what Madison had been talking about.

"Ahhh..." Alec moaned softly, watching the girls deepthroat the men before them with an eagerness he'd not seen much in porn before. He was only a few minutes in but could feel how stiff his cock was becoming. His slender inches were already slick as his head leaked pre. His small, tight white balls were already starting to shift, already wanting to spill their load. Alec thought back to the papers he had read. The racism, the inequality, the positive effect of interracial porn. Was watching these white girls fuck black men helping? His white cock twitched as he pumped it and he let out another soft moan. "Uhhhh..." He wasn't a racist, what white man who was would jerk off to watching black men fuck our woman right? 'Our woman' Alec pondered on his internal choice of wording. Maybe there was something - "Oh fuck.." Alec was pulled from any musings as he realized how close was already to cumming. He had only been touching himself for five minutes or so yet he could feel that familiar sensation. Not wanting to miss the good part, he skipped to the end, building himself up for the cumshot. It cut to two of the girls getting fucked in missionary, the third encouraging them to enjoy the dark cock which was pumping in and out of them. Alec spend up his jerking, a crude and weak imitation of the pumping on screen as his small cock fucked his fist. Alec had overestimated his stamina however and could feel himself slip past the point of no return before the girls got on their knees for some facials. "Uhh, oh shit!" Alec grunted, surprised at how powerful and quick his orgasm had come. His body jerked slightly, the sensation sharp and causing him to suck in another breathy moan. His cock spurted a few ropey shots onto his lower stomach as Alec kept moaning, surprised at his vocalness. His legs twitched and kicked slightly, his toes curled and he tossed his head back in delight. Like a live wire had been plugged into him. It felt amazing! It was like an orgasm but times ten.

Breathy, Alec gazed down at himself. Several sticky lines of cum were splattered across his crotch and stomach, as more dribbled weakly from his already deflating manhood. The video on his laptop continued to play. The three girls were eagerly getting low to receive their reward now. The male actors presented their thick black manhoods, stroking them as they let out deep grunts. Alec watched as the girls giggled and gleefully opened their mouths, playing with one another as they took the loads. He couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between his pale cock and that of the ones the girls fawned over. The video faded out and Alec lay still, recovering. A lot was running through his mind. A mix of emotions battled inside his head. There was a lot to process. But what he did know was that this Blacked video had just helped give him the most incredible orgasm he could remember. Maybe Madison and her friend Sarina were onto something.

He had another week to explore that idea.
  • Like
  • Love
Reactions: cornutto33, Waga, rondjerotonde and 58 others