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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 grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , particularly if I was treated like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being used purely for another person enjoyment and headed out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to spending time numerous popular pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my fathers work associates. One of them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with sufficient material for a number of enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking house one night, having 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. Naturally, I need to make it clear that I liked this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a really fulfilling encounter, sometimes I totally struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally annoyed I decided to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. Although I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies I could a minimum of enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates 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 websites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a fairly large 3 floor building on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I insinuated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely requiring time to search for from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise become simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I enjoyed 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 one of those cocks 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. I was conscious that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply started in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees before the most significant, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long but thick and strong as well, my own cock started to jerk as I attempted to envision the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I moved 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 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 tip. I was quick approaching the point of no return 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 good 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 watching precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically 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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