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Having actually been presented to the happiness of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used simply for someone else satisfaction and headed out of my method to experience it as typically as possible. I took to hanging around several popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in a couple of somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work coworkers. Among them had strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate product for several enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man 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 difficult nipples. Obviously, I must make it clear that I enjoyed this kind of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Regrettably, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, often I entirely started out. After one such total blowout and feeling incredibly annoyed and horny I decided to head into the city and see if I could enter the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight motion pictures I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area beside among the old commercial sites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a relatively large 3 storey building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I ingratiated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When 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 one of the back rows. I could just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning hard cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography 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 indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock became totally engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most particularly one.
A scene had just started in which 2 small oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not simply long however thick and strong too, my own cock began to jerk as I tried to envision the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually 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 speed 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 quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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