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The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican person 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, requiring them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. Naturally, I should make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly offer me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, often I entirely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and sensation randy and exceptionally disappointed I chose to head into the city and see. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre just revealed straight films I could at least see some well-hung stud going through their speeds 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 one of the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly big three storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I got in with remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to search for from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to among 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 pants I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with gorgeous hard 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 2 well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more intensely as my dick ended up being totally engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. The majority of especially one.

A scene had actually simply begun in which 2 little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking huge. Slowly 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 cock with. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not watching exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly 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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