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The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling home 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 went over he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed 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 dirty names he might think about, 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 pinched and twisted at my tough nipples. His wife and three kids could not have actually been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I ought to make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Regrettably, popular as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly supply me with a really satisfying encounter, sometimes I totally started out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation horny and exceptionally frustrated I decided to head into the city and see. I was just interested in dick, 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 was in an location next to among the old commercial sites and the entire place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large three floor structure on the corner and might have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I associated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely requiring time to search for 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I might only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful hard cocks screwing their method 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 2 well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, however at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. Most specifically one.

A scene had simply started in which two little asian women were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Slowly I moved 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 was quick approaching the point of no return as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 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 best hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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