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This is generally a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex between adult males 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 been presented to the delights of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking , especially if I was dealt with like some kind of sex toy. I grew on the feeling of being used purely for someone else satisfaction and went out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to hanging around a number of popular pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not especially worried about whose cock it was that I took or drew up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat risky 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 father worked to find me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate product for several satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking house 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 twisted and pinched at my hard nipples. Obviously, I should make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not always offer me with a really fulfilling encounter, in some cases I totally struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling extremely frustrated and horny I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was only thinking about dick, and the theatre just revealed straight films I could a minimum of see some well-hung stud going through their rates and picture it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location next to one of the old industrial sites and the whole location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly big three storey building on the corner and may have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I associated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking some time to look up from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I might just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and began 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 also become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with gorgeous hard cocks 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 two well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting a little busier which there were a couple of bodies close by, but at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. Most especially one.
A scene had just begun in which two small oriental females were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not simply long however thick and solid as well, my own dick began to twitch as I tried to think of the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I slid my trousers 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 slowly as they licked his shaft from root to tip. I was fast approaching the point of no return as the black beast gushed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a great 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 mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.
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