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Having been presented to the delights of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking , especially if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being used simply for another person satisfaction and headed out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to spending time a number of well known pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I took or drew up my butt and this resulted in one or two somewhat risky encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work coworkers. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone provided me with enough product for several satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd officemates 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 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 entrance 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 could consider, 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 wife and three kids might 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 must make it clear that I enjoyed this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always provide me with a really satisfying encounter, often I entirely set out. After one such complete blowout and feeling extremely annoyed and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I might enter into the porno theatre. Although I was only interested in cock, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to among the old industrial sites and the entire location was pretty diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky 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 search for from whatever he read. I went up 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 one of the back rows. I might 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 trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with lovely difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely 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 a couple of bodies close by, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. Many especially one.
A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Gradually I slid my pants down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid 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 quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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