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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 young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments invite.
Having been introduced to the delights of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , specifically if I was dealt with like some kind of sex toy. I thrived on the sensation of being used simply for someone else pleasure and headed out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to hanging around several well known pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone cock. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this led to one or two somewhat risky encounters, not least with two of my fathers work coworkers. Among them had walked into a cubicle in the public toilets near 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 said anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate material for a number of enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking home one night, having actually 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 pinched and twisted at my tough nipples. Obviously, I must make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly offer me with a really satisfying encounter, in some cases I totally struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally disappointed I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was only thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight films I could a minimum of view some well-hung stud going through their rates and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location next to one of the old commercial sites and the whole place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor structure on the corner and might have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I associated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, 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 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 using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful tough cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more strongly as my dick became completely engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier which there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. The majority of specifically one.
A scene had simply begun in which 2 small oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and strong as well, my own dick started to jerk as I attempted to think of the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I believe as my mind began to run away with me. 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 slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to suggestion. I was quick approaching the climax as the black beast gushed gallons of orgasm 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 hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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