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Having actually been presented to the pleasures of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , particularly if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I thrived on the sensation of being used purely for another person pleasure and headed out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to spending time a number of popular pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I took or drew up my butt and this led to one or two rather risky encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work coworkers. One of them had walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone offered me with enough material for a number of pleasurable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling house 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. Obviously, I need to make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Sadly, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always provide me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I totally struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling exceptionally disappointed and randy I decided to head into the city and see. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight films I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to among the old commercial websites and the entire place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly big 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I insinuated surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly taking some time to look up 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, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could just 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 material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become simply a little addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with stunning tough dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those cocks 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. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. Many specifically one.
A scene had actually just begun in which 2 small oriental females were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and strong too, my own dick started to jerk as I tried to think of the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind began to run away with me. Gradually I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to pointer. I was fast 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 chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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