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The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as quickly as I reviewed 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 unclean names he might 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 wife and 3 kids could not have been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I need to make it clear that I enjoyed this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I might get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation randy and exceptionally disappointed I chose to head into the city and see if I could enter the porno theatre. Although I was just interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight films I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and picture it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an location next to one of the old industrial sites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big three floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I insinuated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking time to search for from whatever he read. I went up 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 ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to one of 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 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 also become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those dicks 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. My hand began rubbing more intensely as my dick became completely engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. A lot of especially one.

A scene had simply begun in which 2 little oriental women were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not simply long but thick and solid also, my own dick began to jerk as I tried to envision the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Slowly I slid my pants down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved one hand under me to have fun 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 slowly as they licked his shaft from root to suggestion. I was fast approaching the moment of truth as the black beast gushed 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 first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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