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Having actually 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 fucking and sucking , especially if I was treated like some sort of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used simply for someone else enjoyment and went out of my way to experience it as typically as possible. I required to spending time numerous well known pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this led to a couple of rather risky encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work colleagues. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees drawing frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone offered me with enough product for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The second colleague really 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 tall good 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 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 hard nipples. Obviously, I need to make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Regrettably, popular as they were, my preferred haunts did not always provide me with a really satisfying encounter, sometimes I entirely started out. After one such total blowout and sensation extremely disappointed and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in cock, and the theatre just showed straight films I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area next to among the old industrial websites and the whole place was pretty run down. The real theatre was a fairly large 3 floor building on the corner and might have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I ingratiated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to search for from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. As soon as in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately 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 just see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began 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 also become simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with stunning difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more vigorously as my cock became fully engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. Most specifically one.
A scene had simply begun in which 2 small asian ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking enormous. Not simply long but thick and strong as well, my own cock started to twitch as I tried to picture the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I slid 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 dick 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 fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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