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This is generally a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage kid. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Remarks welcome.
I took to hanging around several well understood pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps 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 drew up my butt and this resulted in one or 2 somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work coworkers. One of them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees drawing frantically on a solid 8 of prime tube steak.
The 2nd colleague really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in among those aforementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling house 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 went over he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced 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 might 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 difficult nipples. His better half and three kids could not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not deter as he savaged my arse! After one such total blowout and feeling horny and exceptionally annoyed I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight movies I might at least watch some well-hung stud going through their rates and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area next to among the old commercial websites and the whole place was quite run down. The actual theatre was a relatively large three storey structure on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I insinuated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to search for from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few 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 way to among the back rows. I could only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close to 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 wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had also become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography 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 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock became completely engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that 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. Many particularly one.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two small oriental ladies were on their knees before the greatest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved 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 climax 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 great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not watching precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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