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This is essentially a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in between men and a teenage boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Comments welcome.
Having actually been presented to the delights of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , particularly if I was treated like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being utilized purely for someone else pleasure and headed out of my way to experience it as typically as possible. I required to hanging around a number of popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone cock. I was not especially stressed over whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this led to one or two rather dangerous encounters, not least with two of my daddies work colleagues. One of them had walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees sucking frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with sufficient product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall 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 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. After one such total blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally frustrated I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only revealed straight films I might at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to among the old commercial websites and the whole location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big three storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I insinuated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to search for from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but 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 might only 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 trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being just 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 saw stud after stud with lovely difficult cocks screwing their method through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those dicks 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 somewhat busier and that there were one or 2 bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply started in which two little asian females were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Gradually I slid 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 was fast approaching the moment of truth as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not watching exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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