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The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking home one night, having 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, got my arms and required my torso 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 filthy names he could think about, 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 spouse and three kids could not have actually been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I should make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly offer me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation randy and incredibly annoyed I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was only thinking about dick, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could a minimum of enjoy some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an area next to one of the old commercial websites and the whole location was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large three storey structure on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I insinuated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but 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 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 started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning difficult dicks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather 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 conscious that the theatre was getting a little 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 actually just begun in which 2 small asian ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and strong as well, my own cock started to jerk as I attempted to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I moved my pants 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 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 idea. I was quick approaching the point of no return 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 brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not enjoying precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly 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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