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This is essentially a sequel 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. Comments welcome.
Having been introduced to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking , especially if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being utilized purely for somebody else satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to hanging around several well known pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone dick. I was not especially stressed over whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this resulted in one or two somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my dads work colleagues. Among them had strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my daddy worked to find me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with adequate product for several enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd officemates actually lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling house 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 discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and required my torso 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 of, 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 twisted and pinched at my hard nipples. His partner and 3 kids could not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not discourage as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I must make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always offer me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling extremely annoyed and horny I decided to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could at least see 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 remained in an area beside among the old industrial websites and the entire location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a relatively big 3 storey structure on the corner and may have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I associated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking time to search for from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however 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 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 began 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 actually likewise become simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with stunning hard cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn 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 vigorously as my dick ended up being fully engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting a little busier which there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen. A lot of specifically one.
A scene had simply begun in which two small oriental females were on their knees before the most significant, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking huge. Gradually I moved 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 fast approaching the moment of truth as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing precisely 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 somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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