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Having been presented to the joys of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , especially if I was dealt with like some sort of sex toy. I prospered on the sensation of being utilized simply for another person pleasure and headed out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to hanging around several popular pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone cock. I was not particularly stressed over whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to one or two somewhat risky encounters, not least with two of my fathers work associates. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate material for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall good 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 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. Of course, I must make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, sometimes I totally struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation incredibly disappointed and horny I decided to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. Although I was only thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight movies I might 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 was in an location next to among the old industrial websites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor structure 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 insinuated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to search for from whatever he was reading. 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, however eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with stunning tough dicks 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 suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my dick became completely engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting somewhat busier which there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Many specifically one.
A scene had actually simply started in which two small asian ladies were on their knees before the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not simply long but thick and strong too, my own dick began to twitch as I attempted to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think 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 play 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 gradually as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was fast approaching the climax as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm 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 first orgasm of the day. I hastily pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not watching exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.
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