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This is basically a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex between men and a teenage young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments welcome.
Having been presented to the joys of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , particularly if I was treated like some sort of sex toy. I flourished on the sensation of being utilized simply for someone else satisfaction and headed out of my method to experience it as often as possible. I required to spending time a number of well known pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone cock. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my daddies work associates. Among them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees sucking frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone supplied me with sufficient material for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking 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 soon as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced my torso 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 dirty names he could consider, 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 twisted and pinched at my tough nipples. His spouse and 3 kids could not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not discourage as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I need to make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Sadly, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly offer me with a really satisfying encounter, sometimes I completely set out. After one such total blowout and sensation horny and incredibly annoyed I decided to head into the city and see if I might enter the porno theatre. Although I was only thinking about dick, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location next to among the old commercial websites and the entire place was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a relatively big three floor structure on the corner and may have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I associated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to look up from whatever he read. I went up 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 method to one of the back rows. I might 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 material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I viewed stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography 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 mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful 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 pulsing and jerking up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental women were on their knees before the most significant, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Slowly I slid 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 cock with. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not viewing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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