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This is generally a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in between men and a teenage 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 happiness of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was dealt with like some sort of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used purely for somebody else pleasure and headed out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to hanging around several well known pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to one or two somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my fathers work coworkers. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees drawing frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with enough product for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd workmate 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 tall great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling 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 discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his dick, calling me all the dirty 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 pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. His better half and three kids could not have been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I need to make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very 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 supply me with a truly fulfilling encounter, sometimes I completely struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally disappointed I chose to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. Although I was only interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could a minimum of see 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 beside one of the old industrial sites and the entire place was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a relatively large 3 storey structure on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. As soon as in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to among the back rows. I might only see a couple of 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 product of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning hard dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock became totally engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two 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 lot of particularly one.
A scene had actually simply started in which 2 small oriental females were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I moved my pants 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 dick with. I was fast approaching the climax as the black monster spewed gallons of orgasm 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 pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing 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 on my knees.
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