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The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high great looking Jamaican person 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 entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I went over 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 might think about, 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 pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. His better half and three kids might not have actually been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I must 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 type of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Sadly, popular as they were, my favourite haunts did not always provide me with a really satisfying encounter, in some cases I totally set out. After one such complete blowout and sensation extremely annoyed and randy I chose to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. Although I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I could a minimum of watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and picture it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an area next to one of the old industrial sites and the whole location was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I got in with surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly taking some time to search for from whatever he read. I increased 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, but ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with gorgeous difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my cock became fully engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. A lot of specifically one.

A scene had simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees prior to the greatest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely 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 cock with. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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