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The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it ended up he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking 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 quickly as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced 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 think about, 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 difficult nipples. His wife and 3 kids might not have been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Of course, I must make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly fulfilling encounter, often I totally struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation horny and extremely frustrated I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies I might at least see some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an area next to one of the old industrial sites and the whole place was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a relatively large three storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I insinuated surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly 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, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I could just see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and started to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with gorgeous difficult cocks 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 suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock became fully engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most specifically one.

A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and strong also, my own cock started to twitch as I attempted to envision the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Gradually I moved 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 cock 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 idea. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black monster spewed gallons of orgasm 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 first orgasm of the day. My flailing best hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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