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The second colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling home 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 quickly as I reviewed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed 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 filthy names he might think of, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring 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, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I should make it clear that I enjoyed this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my preferred haunts did not always offer me with a truly satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling randy and extremely frustrated I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was only thinking about dick, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

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