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This is basically a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Remarks welcome.
I took to hanging around numerous well known pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this resulted in one or two somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work associates. One of them had walked into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my father worked to find me, on my knees sucking frantically on a solid 8 of prime tube steak.
The second workmate in fact lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as quickly as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his cock, calling me all the dirty names he could think about, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. 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 pinched and twisted at my hard nipples. His wife and three kids could not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! After one such total blowout and sensation randy and incredibly annoyed I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just revealed straight films I might at least watch 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 remained in an location beside among the old commercial websites and the entire place was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring 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 method to one of the back rows. I could just see a few 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 using over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with beautiful tough cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn 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 used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock became totally engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. A lot of especially one.
A scene had actually just started in which two little oriental women were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Slowly I moved 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 dick with. I was quick approaching the moment of truth as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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