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The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall 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 was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as soon as I went over he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and required my torso 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 unclean 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 twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. His partner and 3 kids could not have been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I ought to make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I might get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Regrettably, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, sometimes I entirely set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation horny and incredibly frustrated I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was only thinking about dick, and the theatre only showed straight films I could at least see some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an location beside among the old industrial websites and the whole location was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 floor 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 naturally). I associated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I might only 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 product of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely difficult dicks screwing their method through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my cock became fully engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier which there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most especially one.

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