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I took to hanging around several well known pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not especially stressed about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in one or 2 rather risky encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work coworkers. One of them had strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees drawing desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak.
The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good 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, 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. Of course, I must make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Unfortunately, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not always supply me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, sometimes I totally set out. After one such complete blowout and sensation extremely annoyed and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight movies I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location beside among the old industrial sites and the entire location was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 floor 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 obviously). I ingratiated 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. As soon as in it took me a few 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 method to one of the back rows. I might only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning hard cocks screwing their way 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 mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, but at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two small asian ladies were on their knees before the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not simply long however thick and solid as well, my own cock began to jerk as I tried to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that unbelievable 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 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 idea. I was fast approaching the point of no return as the black monster spewed 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. My flailing best hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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