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The 2nd colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good 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 doorway 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 dick, calling me all the unclean 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 hard nipples. His spouse and three kids could not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I must make it clear that I enjoyed this type of treatment, a rough abusive 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 understood as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally annoyed I chose to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I might at least enjoy 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 area beside one of the old commercial sites and the entire place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large 3 storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I associated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking 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, but eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I might only see a few 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 trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning tough 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 mindful that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen.

A scene had actually just started in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long however thick and solid too, my own dick started to jerk as I attempted to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Slowly I slid 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 slowly as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was fast approaching the point of no return as the black monster gushed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a excellent time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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