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Having actually been presented to the delights of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the sensation of being utilized purely for another person enjoyment and went out of my way to experience it as typically as possible. I took to spending time a number of popular pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone cock. I was not especially worried about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this resulted in a couple of rather risky encounters, not least with two of my daddies work colleagues. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to find me, on my knees drawing frantically on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone supplied me with adequate material for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. After one such total blowout and sensation randy and extremely frustrated I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre just revealed straight motion pictures I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their speeds and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location beside one of the old commercial websites and the whole location was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large three storey building on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I ingratiated surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking some time to search for from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few 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 way to one of the back rows. I might just see a few 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with gorgeous 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 two well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being totally engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen. Most especially one.
A scene had simply begun in which two small asian females were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Slowly 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 was quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing ideal hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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