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This is essentially a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Comments invite.
Having been presented to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I prospered on the feeling of being used purely for somebody else enjoyment and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I took to hanging around several popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work associates. Among them had walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets close 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 said anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone supplied me with sufficient product for several satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd colleague really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had actually seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I reviewed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and forced my torso down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his cock, calling me all the filthy names he might think of, 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 difficult nipples. His other half and 3 kids could not have been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Of course, I should make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I might get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly supply me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, sometimes I entirely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation horny and incredibly frustrated I decided to head into the city and see. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I might at least see 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 area beside among the old commercial websites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 storey building on the corner and might have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I ingratiated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to look up 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I might only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise become just a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their way 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 utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was aware 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 twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Slowly I slid my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved 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 point of no return as the black monster spewed 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 quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly 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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