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This is essentially a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments welcome.
Having been introduced to the joys of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to sucking and fucking , particularly if I was treated like some type of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used simply for another person enjoyment and went out of my way to experience it as typically as possible. I took to hanging around a number of popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my dads work associates. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees sucking desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate material for several enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.
The second workmate in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high great looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking home one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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 twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. After one such total blowout and sensation incredibly annoyed and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just showed straight movies I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location next to among the old industrial websites and the whole location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I ingratiated surprisingly little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he read. I went up 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 noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could 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 pants I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise become simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with lovely tough cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography 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 imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my dick ended up being fully engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting a little busier which there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen. Most especially one.
A scene had actually just begun in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Slowly I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved 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 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 good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very 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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