“Hey Bro. Why the long face?”
The black Black Studies professor greeted one of his young black students sitting alone at the counter of a the campus canteen, looking sad and forlorn.
His student, clearly unhappy about something, looked up at him.
“Oh hi Professor Brown. Nothing. Nothing really.”
“Wow man. You’re looking pretty down over nothing. C’mon man. Hey. Tell you what.”
“What?”
“S’pose I grab that booth over there and you join me and we talk it over? How about that?”
“I don’t want to burden you with my shit.”
“Burden? WTF man? The problems of one of my younger bro’s is never a burden. That’s why I’m here. To help younger bro’s with their problems. Come on. Remember. NNS.”
“NNS?”
“Yeah man. NNS. ‘No Negative Shit.’ Come on. Bring your coffee, join me and let’s get it sorted out.”
“Yeah,” his student smiled sheepishly. “Yeah. Maybe you’re right.”
The professor bristled.
“Maybe? Maybe I’m right? Come on. Don’t doubt me.”
Together they walked across the room to the empty booth and sat down across from each other.
“You know something,” his student began. “I feel better already. Just sitting with you and seeing that you care.”
“Well that’s why I get the big bucks,” his teacher laughed. “Come. Tell me what’s got you down.”
“Well, I don’t know how much I can tell you,” he cautiously began.
“Really? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well it involves a student in one of your classes. Can you talk about her?”
“Oh. You mean Mary Martinelli? The white girl who sits next to you?”
“Shit! How did you know?”
“Just a guess I guess. What’s the issue?”
“Yeah. You saw right thorough me. That’s right. It involves her. It sure does.”
“Wow. Sounds serious. So tell me what’s going on. What’s the problem?”
“Can you talk about it?”
“I don’t know why not. As long as you’re not asking me to divulge confidential information about her grades or anything like that.”
The student laughed. “Oh God no. Nothing like that. It’s just...”
“Just what bro? Come on. Get on with it.”
He smiled.
“Well I think she might like me.”
“That’s good news. So do you like her?”
The student looked around furtively, as if fearful of eavesdroppers.
“Well, since you asked, yeah. I kind of like her.”
“Even though she’s a white girl?”
“Sure. Should that be a problem?”
“Absolutely not. I’m glad to see brothers interested in white girls. No reason you shouldn’t be interested in a white chick. It’s an important trend actually. So what’s the problem?”
“Well it’s, like...”
“Like what?”
“Like I’d like to ask her out. You know, for a date?”
“Yeah. Pretty normal thing. Lots of white girls are going for brothers...for all sorts of reasons. What’s the problem?”
“What if...well I’m not sure how she feels. You know, about being approached by a black dude.”
“Is there any other reason you’re nervous? Other than the interracial aspect?”
“No. Not really.”
“Have you ever asked her before?”
“God no.”
“Why not?”
“Look....there’s no easy way to say this. And I’m not proud of it.”
“Not proud of what?” his teacher was mystified.
“Well, I’ve tried to ask her but....”
“But what?”
“I just couldn’t “Like I said. I’m not proud of this.”
“Get on with it. I’m dying over here of suspense. What are you not proud of?”
“I have tried to ask her but my nerve failed me. I just lose my nerve, that’s all.”
“Yeah. Lots of young guys have that problem. I was not always so confident with women. You kind of just have to take a deep breath and just ...do it. You know?”
“What if she says no.”
“Well that’s a possibility. You never know what they’ll do. I’ve been turned down too. We all have. You just have to go do it.”
“You make it sound so easy.”
“Nothing easy about it. But let’s put this in perspective. I sense that it’s the racial thing that’s bothering you most.”
“Yeah. Sad to say it. You’re right.”
“Never be afraid of a white girl. Never. White girls go for brothers. They really do. Why do you think she’s in Black Studies? She’s interested in brothers.”
“You mean that?”
“It’s an opinion. She’s not a really great participant in class in case you hadn’t noticed. She never really says very much.”
“Yeah. You’re right.”
“Look it’s not required. Lots of other choices for her ethnic studies credit. She could have taken Lesbian studies or something like that. Or transgendered studies. She’s in black studies and I don’t think it’s because of black studies. It’s because of black dudes.”
“You really think so?”
He shrugged.
“Well she hasn’t told me that. It’s just intuition. Teacher’s intuition.”
“You think I stand a chance with her?”
“Of course I do. I think she’s dying for some brother to take an interest. Lots of white girls are. Remember that incident earlier the year out on the common?”
“Which one?”
“You know. The white chick with the brother. Sitting under the tree. She’s performing oral sex on him. Right out in the middle of the day. Right out in the open. People walking by like nothing going on here. Of course something was going on.”
“I heard about it. It really did happen?”
“Yeah. It certainly did. There was a discussion among the faculty.”
“No kidding. What happened?”
“Nothing happened.”
“Nothing? I don’t get it.”
“Nothing. That’s the point. Nothing.”
“You mean a white girl sucking black dick out in the open like it’s just a natural thing to do?”
“Yes. That’s what I mean. And you need to understand something.”
“What?”
“It wasn’t just like it was natural...IT WAS NATURAL. It was the natural thing for a white girl to do.”
“You really think so? A white girl sucking black dick in public is natural?”
“Hell yes. It happened precisely because it was natural. Let me ask you something.”
“Sure.”
“Why do you think she was sucking his dick out in the open in front of everyone? You know, instead of going to a car or room or whatever. Why was she sucking him right out in front of everyone?”
“I don’t know.”
“Think about it. Think about it.”
“I don’t know.”
“She wanted to be seen. She wanted for everyone to see her, a white girl, sucking her black boyfriend’s dick right out in front of everyone. She’s proud of doing it. Proud of her desire. Proud that he let her do it.”
“Let her? What guy would turn her down?”
“Well probably not any, but that’s not the point. The point is that white girls like coo; black dudes and they’re pushing the limit like never before. Remember. The black dude is not really doing anything except enjoying the moment and playing it cool....you know....cool. You have to play it cool too. I think all the odds are in your favor.”
“Wow. No shit.”
“No shit. I’m not saying she’s going to suck your dick on the common in front of everyone. Officially I can’t approve of that.”
“Officially. How about unofficially? What do you really think?”
He shrugged and looked around furtively.
“I think times are changing and strong black men have waited long enough to take what’s rightfully theirs, what should have been theirs a long time ago.
“We’ve waited...well fought and struggled and bled and died for this moment in history. When white girls could follow their natural instincts to cross the racial line and give themselves to real men. Whites have not only lost the battle for domination over us, whites...white men...have lost their own women. White women are naturally drawn to strong, confident black men. Why do you think that white girl was sucking a black guy's dick in public and not a white guy's? In public for Christ's sake. Do you get that? In public and nothing happens?"
"Yeah. I see what you mean."
"No you don't see what I mean. You're too young. A white girl sucks black dick in public and nothing happens. That's not just sexual messing around by college kids. That's power. Raw power. Some whites on the faculty were really pissed, but they said nothing. They did nothing. They're afraid to say or do anything about it. That's power my young bro. That's raw fucking power."
“So how about unofficially? I mean what do you think unofficially if she wants to suck my dick on the common in front of the whole world.”
“Unofficially I think it’s her decision. You certainly are deserving of it so why shouldn’t she? I just don’t think it’s great judgment. It could have negative consequences.”
“Did it have negative consequences for the other dude?”
“None that I’m aware of. He was a ball player I think. They do what they want anyway. No. He was kind of a celebrity for it. Of course the white girl was a star. Lots of video of it showed up on social media.”
“Wow. How did I miss that?”
“I don’t know. Everybody else saw it.”
“Is it still there? You know? On line?”
“I’m sure. Nothing ever disappears from the world wide web. I think you should see it. More than that. I think you should look up the brother who was in it.”
“Look him up?”
“Yeah. Find out his name and contact him. Ask him about it. Tell him you want to ask a white chick for a date and what does he think? Ask him how it worked out for him having his white girlfriend suck his dick in public? I’d be interested in hearing what he says about it.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really. What is the most important thing you’re getting out of my class?”
His student took a deep breath.
“I don’t know. It’s hard to say.”
“Well the most important thing I teach is the importance of black leadership. Black confidence. Black strength.”
“Black dominance?”
His teacher winced. “Well I can’t really say it like that. But I think you get the gist of it. It’s black men coming of age in the new era and taking what they want. That takes confidence. It takes having faith in yourself. It also takes just looking at the world you live in and white girls are crossing over to the black side and just look at that couple on the common. Look at that black dude. Did he back down when the challenge presented itself? Did he hide it? Did he hide his pride? Did he hide his success with a panting white girl?
“Hell no. He was up to the challenge.”
“Yeah. I see that.”
“His challenge was a white chick sucking his dick out in front of the whole campus with people walking by and looking and even recording them. It took big balls for that. Do you agree?”
“Fuck yeah. Big balls all right.”
“Your challenge is asking this white girl for a date. That’s all you have to think of, at least for now. The rest will come later.”
“Really? You really believe that?”
“Well yes. I do. It’s inevitable. You just have to be patient. You have to have patience as well as confidence. Odds are she isn’t going to suck your dick on the common or anywhere else the first time you guys go out. Maybe she will, but probably not. It’s still a big step for lots of white girls to actually go out with black brothers. They want it, but it’s a challenge for them too. You have to get that.”
“Yeah. I see what you mean.”
“Just ask her out. Just say “HI. Would you like to go out with me?”
“What if she says no.”
“Well are you any worse off?”
“No. But then I have to see her the next day and sit next to her, both of us knowing she blew me off.”
“Yeah. That’s always a risk. I just don’t think you should take her that seriously. Look. You know how many black men were lynched for even looking at white women? You know how many brothers died for us to reach this point where white girls can cross the line?”
“Yeah. It was a lot.”
“You owe those black men something. You owe it to them, them who died for your right to ask a white girl on a date.”
“I see what you mean.”
“Forget your own wounded pride if she says no. What value is her opinion anyway. Think of the black men who suffered torture and death. Think of them. Think of what you owe them. That’s the bigger issue. It’s not just about you getting some dick sucking from a white chick. It’s about black men who fought for your right to rule over them. Your right to cum in a white girl's mouth who's sucking you off. Don’t you forget it.”
“Wow. You’re right.”
“Right about what?”
“Right that I feel better after talking to you. God! I feel like I could conquer the world.”
The professor laughed.
“That’s the spirit. You will conquer the world, you and millions of other brothers who are rising to the challenge of their birthright.”
"Hey Prof. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"If not out on the common, how about in the back of your class?"
"The back of my class?"
"Yeah. How about she sucks my dick in the back of your class?"
His teacher shook his head.
"Let's not get carried away. I don't think either of us is ready for that bro. Don't do that to me."
“Yeah. I guess you're right," his student laughed. "How can I ever thank you?”
His teacher looked thoughtful.
“How can you thank me? Well, get that white girl down on her knees where she belongs, sucking your dick and then you cum in her mouth and she swallows it. That’s a good start.”
There was a sudden sense of intensity in his professor’s voice this time. It was clearly important to him that his student, a younger black brother, assumed his proper place and received the respect and affection of the white girl of his choice.
“Christmas is coming up. How about having a white Christmas. How about a “White Pussy Christmas?”
“A White Pussy Christmas? You really mean it? You think it’s possible.”
“If you just take what yours, it’s possible. What could be better for you this year than a White Pussy Christmas?”
“Nothing I can think of,” his young companion laughed. “A White Pussy Christmas.”
The black Black Studies professor greeted one of his young black students sitting alone at the counter of a the campus canteen, looking sad and forlorn.
His student, clearly unhappy about something, looked up at him.
“Oh hi Professor Brown. Nothing. Nothing really.”
“Wow man. You’re looking pretty down over nothing. C’mon man. Hey. Tell you what.”
“What?”
“S’pose I grab that booth over there and you join me and we talk it over? How about that?”
“I don’t want to burden you with my shit.”
“Burden? WTF man? The problems of one of my younger bro’s is never a burden. That’s why I’m here. To help younger bro’s with their problems. Come on. Remember. NNS.”
“NNS?”
“Yeah man. NNS. ‘No Negative Shit.’ Come on. Bring your coffee, join me and let’s get it sorted out.”
“Yeah,” his student smiled sheepishly. “Yeah. Maybe you’re right.”
The professor bristled.
“Maybe? Maybe I’m right? Come on. Don’t doubt me.”
Together they walked across the room to the empty booth and sat down across from each other.
“You know something,” his student began. “I feel better already. Just sitting with you and seeing that you care.”
“Well that’s why I get the big bucks,” his teacher laughed. “Come. Tell me what’s got you down.”
“Well, I don’t know how much I can tell you,” he cautiously began.
“Really? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well it involves a student in one of your classes. Can you talk about her?”
“Oh. You mean Mary Martinelli? The white girl who sits next to you?”
“Shit! How did you know?”
“Just a guess I guess. What’s the issue?”
“Yeah. You saw right thorough me. That’s right. It involves her. It sure does.”
“Wow. Sounds serious. So tell me what’s going on. What’s the problem?”
“Can you talk about it?”
“I don’t know why not. As long as you’re not asking me to divulge confidential information about her grades or anything like that.”
The student laughed. “Oh God no. Nothing like that. It’s just...”
“Just what bro? Come on. Get on with it.”
He smiled.
“Well I think she might like me.”
“That’s good news. So do you like her?”
The student looked around furtively, as if fearful of eavesdroppers.
“Well, since you asked, yeah. I kind of like her.”
“Even though she’s a white girl?”
“Sure. Should that be a problem?”
“Absolutely not. I’m glad to see brothers interested in white girls. No reason you shouldn’t be interested in a white chick. It’s an important trend actually. So what’s the problem?”
“Well it’s, like...”
“Like what?”
“Like I’d like to ask her out. You know, for a date?”
“Yeah. Pretty normal thing. Lots of white girls are going for brothers...for all sorts of reasons. What’s the problem?”
“What if...well I’m not sure how she feels. You know, about being approached by a black dude.”
“Is there any other reason you’re nervous? Other than the interracial aspect?”
“No. Not really.”
“Have you ever asked her before?”
“God no.”
“Why not?”
“Look....there’s no easy way to say this. And I’m not proud of it.”
“Not proud of what?” his teacher was mystified.
“Well, I’ve tried to ask her but....”
“But what?”
“I just couldn’t “Like I said. I’m not proud of this.”
“Get on with it. I’m dying over here of suspense. What are you not proud of?”
“I have tried to ask her but my nerve failed me. I just lose my nerve, that’s all.”
“Yeah. Lots of young guys have that problem. I was not always so confident with women. You kind of just have to take a deep breath and just ...do it. You know?”
“What if she says no.”
“Well that’s a possibility. You never know what they’ll do. I’ve been turned down too. We all have. You just have to go do it.”
“You make it sound so easy.”
“Nothing easy about it. But let’s put this in perspective. I sense that it’s the racial thing that’s bothering you most.”
“Yeah. Sad to say it. You’re right.”
“Never be afraid of a white girl. Never. White girls go for brothers. They really do. Why do you think she’s in Black Studies? She’s interested in brothers.”
“You mean that?”
“It’s an opinion. She’s not a really great participant in class in case you hadn’t noticed. She never really says very much.”
“Yeah. You’re right.”
“Look it’s not required. Lots of other choices for her ethnic studies credit. She could have taken Lesbian studies or something like that. Or transgendered studies. She’s in black studies and I don’t think it’s because of black studies. It’s because of black dudes.”
“You really think so?”
He shrugged.
“Well she hasn’t told me that. It’s just intuition. Teacher’s intuition.”
“You think I stand a chance with her?”
“Of course I do. I think she’s dying for some brother to take an interest. Lots of white girls are. Remember that incident earlier the year out on the common?”
“Which one?”
“You know. The white chick with the brother. Sitting under the tree. She’s performing oral sex on him. Right out in the middle of the day. Right out in the open. People walking by like nothing going on here. Of course something was going on.”
“I heard about it. It really did happen?”
“Yeah. It certainly did. There was a discussion among the faculty.”
“No kidding. What happened?”
“Nothing happened.”
“Nothing? I don’t get it.”
“Nothing. That’s the point. Nothing.”
“You mean a white girl sucking black dick out in the open like it’s just a natural thing to do?”
“Yes. That’s what I mean. And you need to understand something.”
“What?”
“It wasn’t just like it was natural...IT WAS NATURAL. It was the natural thing for a white girl to do.”
“You really think so? A white girl sucking black dick in public is natural?”
“Hell yes. It happened precisely because it was natural. Let me ask you something.”
“Sure.”
“Why do you think she was sucking his dick out in the open in front of everyone? You know, instead of going to a car or room or whatever. Why was she sucking him right out in front of everyone?”
“I don’t know.”
“Think about it. Think about it.”
“I don’t know.”
“She wanted to be seen. She wanted for everyone to see her, a white girl, sucking her black boyfriend’s dick right out in front of everyone. She’s proud of doing it. Proud of her desire. Proud that he let her do it.”
“Let her? What guy would turn her down?”
“Well probably not any, but that’s not the point. The point is that white girls like coo; black dudes and they’re pushing the limit like never before. Remember. The black dude is not really doing anything except enjoying the moment and playing it cool....you know....cool. You have to play it cool too. I think all the odds are in your favor.”
“Wow. No shit.”
“No shit. I’m not saying she’s going to suck your dick on the common in front of everyone. Officially I can’t approve of that.”
“Officially. How about unofficially? What do you really think?”
He shrugged and looked around furtively.
“I think times are changing and strong black men have waited long enough to take what’s rightfully theirs, what should have been theirs a long time ago.
“We’ve waited...well fought and struggled and bled and died for this moment in history. When white girls could follow their natural instincts to cross the racial line and give themselves to real men. Whites have not only lost the battle for domination over us, whites...white men...have lost their own women. White women are naturally drawn to strong, confident black men. Why do you think that white girl was sucking a black guy's dick in public and not a white guy's? In public for Christ's sake. Do you get that? In public and nothing happens?"
"Yeah. I see what you mean."
"No you don't see what I mean. You're too young. A white girl sucks black dick in public and nothing happens. That's not just sexual messing around by college kids. That's power. Raw power. Some whites on the faculty were really pissed, but they said nothing. They did nothing. They're afraid to say or do anything about it. That's power my young bro. That's raw fucking power."
“So how about unofficially? I mean what do you think unofficially if she wants to suck my dick on the common in front of the whole world.”
“Unofficially I think it’s her decision. You certainly are deserving of it so why shouldn’t she? I just don’t think it’s great judgment. It could have negative consequences.”
“Did it have negative consequences for the other dude?”
“None that I’m aware of. He was a ball player I think. They do what they want anyway. No. He was kind of a celebrity for it. Of course the white girl was a star. Lots of video of it showed up on social media.”
“Wow. How did I miss that?”
“I don’t know. Everybody else saw it.”
“Is it still there? You know? On line?”
“I’m sure. Nothing ever disappears from the world wide web. I think you should see it. More than that. I think you should look up the brother who was in it.”
“Look him up?”
“Yeah. Find out his name and contact him. Ask him about it. Tell him you want to ask a white chick for a date and what does he think? Ask him how it worked out for him having his white girlfriend suck his dick in public? I’d be interested in hearing what he says about it.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really. What is the most important thing you’re getting out of my class?”
His student took a deep breath.
“I don’t know. It’s hard to say.”
“Well the most important thing I teach is the importance of black leadership. Black confidence. Black strength.”
“Black dominance?”
His teacher winced. “Well I can’t really say it like that. But I think you get the gist of it. It’s black men coming of age in the new era and taking what they want. That takes confidence. It takes having faith in yourself. It also takes just looking at the world you live in and white girls are crossing over to the black side and just look at that couple on the common. Look at that black dude. Did he back down when the challenge presented itself? Did he hide it? Did he hide his pride? Did he hide his success with a panting white girl?
“Hell no. He was up to the challenge.”
“Yeah. I see that.”
“His challenge was a white chick sucking his dick out in front of the whole campus with people walking by and looking and even recording them. It took big balls for that. Do you agree?”
“Fuck yeah. Big balls all right.”
“Your challenge is asking this white girl for a date. That’s all you have to think of, at least for now. The rest will come later.”
“Really? You really believe that?”
“Well yes. I do. It’s inevitable. You just have to be patient. You have to have patience as well as confidence. Odds are she isn’t going to suck your dick on the common or anywhere else the first time you guys go out. Maybe she will, but probably not. It’s still a big step for lots of white girls to actually go out with black brothers. They want it, but it’s a challenge for them too. You have to get that.”
“Yeah. I see what you mean.”
“Just ask her out. Just say “HI. Would you like to go out with me?”
“What if she says no.”
“Well are you any worse off?”
“No. But then I have to see her the next day and sit next to her, both of us knowing she blew me off.”
“Yeah. That’s always a risk. I just don’t think you should take her that seriously. Look. You know how many black men were lynched for even looking at white women? You know how many brothers died for us to reach this point where white girls can cross the line?”
“Yeah. It was a lot.”
“You owe those black men something. You owe it to them, them who died for your right to ask a white girl on a date.”
“I see what you mean.”
“Forget your own wounded pride if she says no. What value is her opinion anyway. Think of the black men who suffered torture and death. Think of them. Think of what you owe them. That’s the bigger issue. It’s not just about you getting some dick sucking from a white chick. It’s about black men who fought for your right to rule over them. Your right to cum in a white girl's mouth who's sucking you off. Don’t you forget it.”
“Wow. You’re right.”
“Right about what?”
“Right that I feel better after talking to you. God! I feel like I could conquer the world.”
The professor laughed.
“That’s the spirit. You will conquer the world, you and millions of other brothers who are rising to the challenge of their birthright.”
"Hey Prof. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"If not out on the common, how about in the back of your class?"
"The back of my class?"
"Yeah. How about she sucks my dick in the back of your class?"
His teacher shook his head.
"Let's not get carried away. I don't think either of us is ready for that bro. Don't do that to me."
“Yeah. I guess you're right," his student laughed. "How can I ever thank you?”
His teacher looked thoughtful.
“How can you thank me? Well, get that white girl down on her knees where she belongs, sucking your dick and then you cum in her mouth and she swallows it. That’s a good start.”
There was a sudden sense of intensity in his professor’s voice this time. It was clearly important to him that his student, a younger black brother, assumed his proper place and received the respect and affection of the white girl of his choice.
“Christmas is coming up. How about having a white Christmas. How about a “White Pussy Christmas?”
“A White Pussy Christmas? You really mean it? You think it’s possible.”
“If you just take what yours, it’s possible. What could be better for you this year than a White Pussy Christmas?”
“Nothing I can think of,” his young companion laughed. “A White Pussy Christmas.”
