We All Scream
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2023 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: ChatGPT tasked with creating a story in the form of a rap rant delivered by a black teenage boy when a white teenage girl refused to let him have a taste of her vanilla ice cream cone. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Interracial Black Male White Female Oral Sex Illustrated .
Yo, listen up, gather ‘round, let me tell y’all a tale,
‘Bout a vanilla ice cream cone that made my heart wail.
I’m just a young brotha, tryna chill and have fun,
But this white girl trippin’, actin’ like she’s the one.
I see her walkin’ by, ice cream cone in hand,
Vanilla swirls drippin’, man, it looks so gran’.
I’m feelin’ that craving, sweet tooth a kickin’ in,
I step up, all polite, flashin’ my grin.
I’m like, “Hey, momma, can I get a little taste?”
She looks me up and down, got that skeptical face,
Talks about cooties and stuff, what a disgrace,
I’m just tryna share a moment, no need for the chase.
But she’s all like, “Nah, this here’s mine to savor,
I ain’t sharin’ my ice cream, no way, never.”
I’m standin’ there shocked, can’t believe what I hear,
It’s just an ice cream cone, girl, no need for the fear.
I ain’t here to steal it, just wanna a small bite,
But she actin’ like I’m tryna start a food fight.
We in the same neighborhood, walk the same streets,
Why you gotta front like I’m some kind of thief?
We both teenagers, tryna live and enjoy,
But you actin’ all bougie, girl, that’s so annoy.
It ain’t ‘bout the flavor, it’s ‘bout sharin’ the joy,
In a world that’s divided, can’t we find a small ploy?
I ain’t beggin’ for nothin’, got my pride intact,
But this situation’s whack, gotta drop the act.
We can bridge the gaps, come together as one,
Starting with an ice cream cone, unity begun.
So next time you hold that vanilla delight,
Think ‘bout the bigger picture, let’s unite.
No need for divisions, just a simple share,
A bite of ice cream, showin’ we care.
In the end, it’s all love, no need to hate,
We can break down the barriers, change the fate.
Vanilla ice cream or chocolate swirl,
Let’s build a world where unity unfurls.
Coda
“So Mary Beth, how’d you like my rap?
“I guess it was okay, Chet, but shouldn’t there have been some mo’fo’s and niggers and ho’s?
“Hey, it was supposed to be kinda PG, you know?”
“Oh. Okay. One thing I did like was your cock.”
“You did?”
“Uh huh. It was delicious. In fact I think I’m ready for another taste.”
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