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Having actually been presented to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to sucking and fucking , especially if I was treated like some sort of sex toy. I prospered on the sensation of being used purely for someone else enjoyment and headed out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to hanging around several popular pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone cock. I was not particularly stressed over whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work associates. Among them had walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with sufficient product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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. Of course, I need to make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, sometimes I totally set out. After one such complete blowout and sensation exceptionally frustrated and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I could enter the porno theatre. Although I was only thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I might at least enjoy 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 remained in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a fairly big three floor building on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I associated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to search for from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of 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 one of the back rows. I might just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close 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 wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with gorgeous tough dicks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my cock became completely engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier which there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Many particularly one.
A scene had 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 enormous. Not simply long however thick and solid too, my own dick started to twitch as I attempted to envision the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my speed now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast gushed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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