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This is essentially a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex between men and a teenage boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Remarks welcome.
Having been presented to the happiness of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , particularly if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being utilized purely for somebody else satisfaction and headed out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to hanging around numerous popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this led to one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my dads work associates. Among them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to find me, on my knees drawing desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with enough material for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking house 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, forcing them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. Obviously, I ought to make it clear that I enjoyed 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 enjoyment even further. Sadly, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, sometimes I completely started out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally frustrated I decided to head into the city and see. Although I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight films I could at least see 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 beside among the old commercial websites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly elegant 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 trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to search for from whatever he was reading. 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to one of the back rows. I could just see a few 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also become just somewhat 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 lovely hard cocks screwing their method 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 indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that minute I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees prior to the greatest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I moved 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 was fast approaching the point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing ideal hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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