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Having been presented to the pleasures of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , especially if I was dealt with like some kind of sex toy. I grew on the feeling of being used purely for somebody else pleasure and headed out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I took to hanging around several well known pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to one or two somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my dads work coworkers. One of them had strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican man 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, forcing them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. Of course, I ought to make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, often I entirely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation randy and incredibly disappointed I chose to head into the city and see. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I might at least watch 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 remained in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the whole place was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I insinuated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up 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 method to one of the back rows. I might 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 began to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with gorgeous hard dicks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that minute I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen.
A scene had simply started in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking huge. Not simply long however thick and solid also, my own dick began to twitch as I attempted to think of the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I slid my pants 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 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 tip. I was quick approaching the moment of truth as the black beast spewed 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 enjoying precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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