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This is basically a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between men and a teenage young boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Comments welcome.
Having actually been introduced to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to sucking and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being used purely for someone else satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I took to hanging around a number of well known pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone cock. I was not especially stressed over whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work associates. One of them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees sucking anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with sufficient material for numerous enjoyable wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking home one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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 tough nipples. Of course, I ought to make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Unfortunately, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not always offer me with a really satisfying encounter, sometimes I totally set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling randy and extremely disappointed I decided to head into the city and see. Although I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only revealed straight movies I might at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to among the old industrial sites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large 3 floor structure on the corner and may have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I insinuated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly taking time to search for from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I might only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful tough dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography 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 indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my dick became totally engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier which there were a couple of bodies close by, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Many specifically one.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two small asian women were on their knees before the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long but thick and strong also, my own cock started to twitch as I tried to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Slowly I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved one hand under me to play with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace 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 suggestion. I was fast approaching the climax as the black monster spewed 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 first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not watching 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 someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.
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