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This is basically a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments invite.
Having actually been presented to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking , especially if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I grew on the feeling of being utilized purely for another person pleasure and headed out of my way to experience it as typically as possible. I took to spending time several well known pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not particularly stressed over whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work associates. Among them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees drawing desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate material for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in among those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy 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 entrance of his double garage, and as soon as I went over he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed 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 filthy names he might consider, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, forcing them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. His better half and three kids could not have actually been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Of course, I need to make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type 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 completely struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally annoyed I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only revealed straight movies I could 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 remained in an location beside among the old industrial websites and the whole location was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large three 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 of course). I ingratiated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking some time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to among the back rows. I could only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather 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 two bodies nearby, but at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had just begun in which two small oriental females were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Gradually I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to play with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my dick with. I was quick approaching the moment of truth as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically 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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