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The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high great looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking house one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my tough nipples. Obviously, I should make it clear that I liked this kind of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always supply me with a really fulfilling encounter, sometimes I entirely started out. After one such total blowout and feeling incredibly annoyed and horny I decided to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight movies I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an location beside one of the old commercial sites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a fairly large three storey building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I ingratiated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking some time to look up 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 eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could only see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close to me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with lovely difficult dicks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.

A scene had just begun in which two small asian ladies were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Slowly I slid my trousers 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 monster spewed 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 very first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.

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