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The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high great looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as quickly as I went over he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced 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 dirty names he could think of, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring 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 wife and 3 kids could not have been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I should make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Sadly, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not always provide me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, often I entirely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling incredibly frustrated and randy I decided to head into the city and see. 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 envision it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the whole place was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large three floor structure on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I ingratiated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up 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 could only 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 pants I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with beautiful tough dicks screwing their way through a succession of pornography 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 2 well-muscled (and I indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more strongly as my dick became fully engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting slightly busier which there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most specifically one.

A scene had just begun in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and strong as well, my own cock started to twitch as I attempted to think of the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. 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 slowed my rate now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to pointer. I was quick approaching the climax as the black beast 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 pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not enjoying precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.

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