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The 2nd colleague actually lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in among those abovementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man 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 doorway of his double garage, and as soon as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his dick, calling me all the filthy names he might think about, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. 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 tough nipples. His wife and 3 kids could not have been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I must make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Regrettably, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always provide me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, in some cases I totally set out. After one such total blowout and sensation exceptionally annoyed and randy I chose to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre only revealed straight films I might 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 remained in an location beside one of the old industrial sites and the entire place was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a relatively large 3 storey building on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I ingratiated surprisingly little difficulty (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. 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 one of the back rows. I could only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close 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 also ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful difficult cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography 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 two well-muscled (and I indicate 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 close by, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen.

A scene had simply started in which 2 little oriental females were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long however thick and strong also, my own dick started to twitch as I tried to picture the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I believe as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I moved my pants 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 slowed my speed now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down slowly as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was quick 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 very first orgasm of the day. My flailing best hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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