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The 2nd colleague actually lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high 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 was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as soon as I went over he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required 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 think about, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring 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 partner and 3 kids might not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I should make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Unfortunately, popular as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, in some cases I completely set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and sensation horny and extremely frustrated I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just showed straight movies I could at least view some well-hung stud going through their paces and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an area next to among the old industrial sites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I ingratiated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking time to look up 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 only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise become just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning tough cocks 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 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.

A scene had just begun in which two little oriental women were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking huge. Not simply long however thick and solid too, my own dick began to twitch as I tried to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned aloud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually 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 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 fast approaching the point of no return as the black monster gushed 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. My flailing ideal hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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