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This is essentially a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex between adult males and a teenage boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Comments welcome.
Having been introduced to the pleasures of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I prospered on the feeling of being used simply for another person enjoyment and headed out of my method to experience it as typically as possible. I required to spending time numerous well known pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my fathers work coworkers. One of them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees sucking desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate product for numerous pleasurable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy 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 quickly as I went over 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 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 hard nipples. His other half and 3 kids might not have been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! Of course, I need to make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always provide me with a truly satisfying encounter, often I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation extremely frustrated and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I might enter the porno theatre. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine 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 entire location was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly big 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I ingratiated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could just see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had also become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with stunning tough dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among 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 utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my dick ended up being fully engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier which there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. The majority of specifically one.
A scene had just started in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Gradually I moved 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 was quick approaching the climax 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 great 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 completion of the aisle. Not seeing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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