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The second workmate really 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 tall great looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking house one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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. Obviously, I must make it clear that I liked this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always provide me with a truly fulfilling encounter, sometimes I completely set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and feeling exceptionally annoyed and horny I decided to head into the city and see. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight films I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their speeds and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively large three storey building on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I associated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely requiring time to search for from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to among the back rows. I might only see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near 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 wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with gorgeous difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn 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 two well-muscled (and I indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was mindful that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.

A scene had just begun in which 2 little oriental women were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long however thick and strong also, my own dick began to jerk as I tried to picture the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud 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 cock with. I slowed my speed 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 point of no return as the black monster gushed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the 2 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 ideal hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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