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Having been introduced to the delights 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 treated like some kind of sex toy. I thrived on the feeling of being utilized simply for somebody else pleasure and went out of my method to experience it as often as possible. I took to hanging around numerous popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone cock. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my fathers work associates. One of them had walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees sucking frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with adequate product for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high great 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 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 hard nipples. Naturally, I should make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always supply me with a really fulfilling encounter, sometimes I entirely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation exceptionally disappointed and horny I chose to head into the city and see. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight motion pictures I could at least view some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an area beside among the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I ingratiated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to search for from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When 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 way to among the back rows. I might just 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 trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful difficult dicks screwing their method through a succession of porn 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 two well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting slightly 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 twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had just begun in which two small asian women were on their knees before the biggest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and strong as well, my own dick started to twitch as I tried to envision 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 began to run away with me. Slowly 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 dick with. I slowed my pace 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 idea. I was quick approaching the defining moment as the black monster spewed gallons of cum 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 hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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