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The second officemates actually 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 tall great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking home 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, forcing them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my hard nipples. Obviously, I should make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, often I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation horny and incredibly disappointed I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies 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 remained in an location next to one of the old commercial sites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I associated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking some time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, 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 to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also become simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with lovely hard dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had actually just started in which 2 small oriental ladies were on their knees before the greatest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Gradually I slid 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 dick 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 good 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 completion of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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