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Having been presented to the pleasures of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some type of sex toy. I thrived on the sensation of being used simply for someone else satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to hanging around numerous popular pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone cock. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to one or two somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work coworkers. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees sucking anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with sufficient material for numerous enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those previously mentioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling 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 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. After one such total blowout and feeling exceptionally disappointed and horny I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight films I could at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an area beside among the old industrial sites and the entire location was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly big 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I associated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely requiring time to search for from whatever he was reading. 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, 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 few 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 material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had also ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with lovely difficult dicks screwing their method through a succession of porn 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 2 well-muscled (and I indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being totally engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most particularly one.
A scene had actually simply started in which 2 little asian ladies were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I moved my trousers 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 dick with. I was fast approaching the point of no return 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 very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing 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 somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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