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Having actually been introduced to the joys of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , particularly if I was dealt with like some kind of sex toy. I thrived on the feeling of being utilized purely for someone else pleasure and headed out of my method to experience it as often as possible. I took to spending time numerous well known pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not especially worried about whose cock it was that I took or drew up my butt and this resulted in a couple of somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my daddies work associates. Among them had walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my father worked to find me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with sufficient product for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican man 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, grabbed 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 dirty names he might consider, 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 twisted and pinched at my tough nipples. His other half and three kids could not have been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not discourage as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I must make it clear that I enjoyed this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Sadly, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, sometimes I totally set out. After one such total blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally annoyed I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just revealed straight movies I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision 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 sites and the entire location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large three storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I got in with surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method 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 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 also ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I viewed stud after stud with beautiful difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.
A scene had simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. 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 cock with. I was quick approaching the moment of truth as the black beast gushed gallons of orgasm 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 very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.
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