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The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my tough nipples. Naturally, I should make it clear that I enjoyed this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Regrettably, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I totally started out. After one such complete blowout and sensation extremely frustrated 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 just showed straight movies I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their paces and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the whole place was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large three storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I associated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. As soon as 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 noises from the screen I made my way to among the back rows. I could only see a couple of 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 product of the loose tracksuit pants 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 my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning difficult dicks screwing their way 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 imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious 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 twitching and pulsing up on the screen.

A scene had actually just begun in which two small oriental ladies were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not just long but thick and strong also, my own dick started to jerk as I attempted to envision the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I believe as my mind began to run away with me. 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 dick 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 tip. I was quick approaching the climax as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm 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 hastily pulled 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 the end. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.

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