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Having been introduced to the happiness of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , specifically if I was dealt with like some kind of sex toy. I grew on the feeling of being used purely for somebody else satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to spending time several popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly fretted 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 two of my daddies work associates. One of 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 stated 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 product for numerous pleasurable wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd officemates in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having 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 pinched and twisted at my hard nipples. After one such complete blowout and sensation incredibly frustrated and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight movies I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to one of the old commercial websites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large three floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). 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 read. 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, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, 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 began 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 likewise become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning hard dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography 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 utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock became fully engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting a little busier which there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most especially one.
A scene had actually just started in which two small asian ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Gradually I slid 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 fast approaching the point of no return 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 first orgasm of the day. My flailing best hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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