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The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in among those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as soon as I discussed 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 filthy names he could consider, 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 pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. His spouse and 3 kids might not have actually 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 ought to make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I could get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly supply me with a truly satisfying encounter, often I entirely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally disappointed I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight motion pictures I might at least watch some well-hung stud going through their paces and envision 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 websites and the whole location was pretty run down. The actual theatre was a fairly big three floor building on the corner and may have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I insinuated surprisingly little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking 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 few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had also ended up being simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of females's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with gorgeous hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those cocks 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. I was conscious that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.

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