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The 2nd colleague really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had actually seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent 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 reviewed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed 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 dirty 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 difficult nipples. His other half and three kids might not have actually been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Of course, I should make it clear that I liked this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always offer me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, in some cases I completely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling exceptionally disappointed and horny I decided to head into the city and see. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only revealed straight movies I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their speeds 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 location was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly large three floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I got in with remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking some time to look up from whatever he was reading. 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I could only 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 material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being just a little addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely tough 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 suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my dick became fully engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware 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. Many particularly one.

A scene had just started in which 2 little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and solid also, my own cock began to jerk as I attempted to imagine the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I moved 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 slowed my speed now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down slowly as they licked his shaft from root to tip. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast gushed 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. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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