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This is essentially a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex between men and a teenage young boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Remarks welcome.
Having actually been introduced to the happiness of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , particularly if I was treated like some sort of sex toy. I thrived on the sensation of being used purely for someone else pleasure and went out of my method to experience it as typically as possible. I took to hanging around a number of well known pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone cock. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work colleagues. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees drawing desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with enough material for a number of enjoyable wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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. After one such complete blowout and feeling incredibly disappointed and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just revealed straight movies I could at least view some well-hung stud going through their rates and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area next to one of the old industrial sites and the entire place was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I got in with surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to search for from whatever he read. 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 ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I could just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely tough 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 two well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my dick became totally engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. A lot of especially one.
A scene had actually just begun in which two little oriental women were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Gradually I moved my pants 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 point of no return as the black monster spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 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 somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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