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This is basically a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage young boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Remarks welcome.
I took to hanging around several well known 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 particularly stressed about 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 colleagues. One of them had strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees drawing desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak.
The second colleague in fact 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 high excellent looking Jamaican man 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 higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my hard nipples. Obviously, I ought to make it clear that I enjoyed this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always provide me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, sometimes I completely struck out. After one such complete blowout and sensation randy and extremely frustrated I decided to head into the city and see if I might enter the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just showed straight motion pictures I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an area next to one of the old commercial sites and the entire location was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I associated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to look up 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 ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I could just see a couple of 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 using over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with beautiful hard dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that minute I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees before the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking huge. Not simply long however thick and strong too, my own dick began to twitch as I tried to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned aloud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. 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 cock with. I slowed my pace 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 pointer. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of cum 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 first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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