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The second officemates really 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 great 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 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 forced my upper body 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 unclean names he could think of, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. 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 hard nipples. His partner and 3 kids might not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Of course, I ought to make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not always offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling incredibly disappointed and horny I decided to head into the city and see. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an area beside among the old commercial sites and the whole location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I ingratiated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. As soon as 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 among the back rows. I could just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with stunning hard dicks screwing their way 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 mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.

A scene had simply started in which two small oriental women were on their knees before the most significant, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Gradually I moved my trousers 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 fast approaching the defining moment as the black monster gushed gallons of cum 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 very first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion 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 landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.

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