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Having actually been presented to the happiness of worshipping cock 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 sort of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used purely for somebody else pleasure and went out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to hanging around numerous popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something 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 somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my daddies work associates. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my father worked to find me, on my knees sucking desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, took down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate product for several satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking 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, forcing them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my hard nipples. Of course, I ought to make it clear that I enjoyed this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the 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 favourite haunts did not always provide me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, sometimes I totally struck out. After one such complete blowout and feeling incredibly frustrated and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I might enter the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight motion pictures I could at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area beside one of the old commercial sites and the whole location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 floor structure 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 naturally). I ingratiated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking some time to look up from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to one of 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 started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a set 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 females's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with lovely tough dicks 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 imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more strongly as my cock became fully engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. A lot of particularly one.
A scene had simply started in which two small asian ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and strong too, my own dick began to jerk as I attempted to think of the extreme 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 started to run away with me. Slowly I slid my pants 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 dick with. I slowed my speed 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 idea. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black monster spewed 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 first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing 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 somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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