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The 2nd officemates actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking home 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 hard nipples. Of course, I must make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Regrettably, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly supply me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such complete blowout and sensation incredibly annoyed and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight films I could at least view some well-hung stud going through their rates and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an area beside among the old industrial websites and the whole place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large three storey building on the corner and may have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I got in with surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely requiring 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 groans, 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 started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had also become simply a little addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I indicate 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 was aware that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen. Many particularly one.

A scene had simply begun in which 2 little oriental women were on their knees before the most significant, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. 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 was quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not watching precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.

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