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Brad was proud of the community volunteer work he did every week in the downtown ghetto. Every Thursday he drove his Volvo from the burbs into the inner city to help disadvantaged youth study for their GEDs. Tonight, one of his favorite students, DeShawn, was coming for some help in American History.

Brad prided himself on his patience but tonight's lesson was not going well. He knew that DeShawn wasn't really dumb, he just didn't seem to be able to concentrate, and Brad was slowly getting steamed despite his lofty intentions.

"No, DeShawn, Detroit is NOT the capital of the United States", Brad sighed. "Maybe we should start again at the beginning."

DeShawn sneered a bit.

"Dude, I 'preciate you trying to teach me, but what this jive got to do with me?"

"You need to know it to pass your GED," Brad explained patiently, a slight tone of condescension in his voice. "Now, the first president was George Washington...."

"Oh, I know him, that's that brutha that invented the peanut," DeShawn interrupted.

"Fucking moron," Brad muttered under his breath.

What you call me?" DeShawn growled.

"Uh..nothing," Brad stuttered, alarmed at the look that came over DeShawn's handsome face.

DeShawn's catlike movements were too quick. His fist connected with Brad's jaw, and he scored a knockout. Brad groaned as his head dropped to his chest.

"Damn liberal..he needs to learn how real life is here in the hood," DeShawn said to himself as he found some rope and began to bind the XXXX tutor to the swivel chair.

After a few minutes, Brad began to come to, and immediately sensed the bindings around his wrists and legs.

"What the hell...DeShawn, what are you...MMPPHHH!" DeShawn clamped his hand over the tutor's mouth.

"Shut up, white boy! I'm sick of you talkin' down to me!"

Brad grunted as he was handgagged and began to struggle against the ropes. How could this be happening? He came down here with only the best intentions to help the wayward youth of the inner city, and now he was tied up!

DeShawn removed his hand from Brad's mouth, and replaced it with a bandanna that he tied tightly behind Brad's head.

The captive tutor grunted into the gag and tried to plead with his attacker. But the look in DeShawn's eyes had changed. Without saying a word, he placed his hand on Brad's chest and began to massage it.

""Shit, man, you look hot tied up like that!" DeShawn said dreamily.

"MMMPPPPHHHH????!!!" Brad responded in alarm.

DeShawn ran his hand under Brad's shirt and began to play with his nipples. Brad's cock started to harden in his suit pants as he was played with by his hot student. DeShawn yanked Brad's shirt open and leaned in to suck on his hardening nipples. Brad began to forget the circumstances and go with the flow as he was aroused against his will by the sexy black stud.

Brad made feeble grunts into the tight gag as he was XXXX. DeShawn continued feeling up the handsome tutor.

There was a sound...the office door was opened.

DeShawn looked up to see a man holding a concealed item entering.

"What the fu....??"

"Shut up, asshole, and put up your hands," the madman growled. He saw Brad bound and gagged and smiled. "Looks like you two have saved me some time." He gestured with the concealed at DeShawn. "On your knees, homeboy!" he ordered.

(To be continued...)

Brad played by Stan

DeShawn played by Sammy

Date of Production: 03/03/2006