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The second workmate really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall 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 was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I reviewed 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 dick, calling me all the unclean names he could think about, 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 hard nipples. His better half and 3 kids might not have actually 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! After one such total blowout and feeling extremely frustrated and randy I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just showed straight films I might at least see some well-hung stud going through their paces and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an area beside among the old industrial websites and the entire place was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively big three storey structure on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking time to search for from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds 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 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 set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning hard dicks screwing their method through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my dick ended up being totally engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most particularly one.

A scene had actually just begun in which two small oriental females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. 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 cock with. I was fast approaching the moment of truth as the black monster spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great 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 enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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