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The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in among those abovementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking home one night, having 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, got my arms and required 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 tough nipples. His better half and three kids might not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I ought to make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type 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 totally struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally frustrated I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about cock, and the theatre only showed straight films I might at least see some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an area next to among the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite run down. The real theatre was a relatively large 3 storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I ingratiated surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once 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 noises from the screen I made my method to one of the back rows. I might just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to 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 set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely tough dicks screwing their way through a succession of pornography 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 conscious that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two little oriental women were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Not simply long but thick and strong also, my own dick started to twitch as I attempted to imagine the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually 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 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 slowly as they licked his shaft from root to tip. I was quick approaching the moment of truth as the black monster spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great 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 shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not viewing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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