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The 2nd colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking house one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as quickly as I went over he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his cock, calling me all the dirty names he could consider, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. His spouse and three kids might not have actually been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I need to make it clear that I liked this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Well understood as they were, my preferred haunts did not always offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I completely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation horny and incredibly frustrated I decided to head into the city and see. Although I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight films I could a minimum of enjoy some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an area next to among the old industrial sites and the whole place was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a fairly big 3 floor structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I ingratiated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking some time to search for from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to among the back rows. I might only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become simply a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with gorgeous hard dicks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.

A scene had simply started in which two small oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not just long but thick and strong also, my own cock began to jerk as I attempted to imagine the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned aloud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I moved my pants down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my rate now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was fast approaching the climax as the black beast gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.

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