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Theater Man - Episode 3
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Well, I finally was able to take a day off work yesterday, and . . . yep, another trip to the theater. In fact, two trips.
I first arrived at a few minutes before 5am, only to find that the "24/7" theater is now, in fact, closed from 5-7am for cleaning/maintainance.
I Googled to see if there were any other 24/7 theaters in the area, and found one that was on my way to an appointment with an old friend I had later in the morning, so off I went. Aaaaannnnndd . . . it is also closed from 5-7 for cleaning. Such luck I was having.
I killed time playing on my phone, and went to see my friend. We took care of what we had to do, and had a wonderful visit (I hadn't seen her in close to 15 years, so we were long overdue to catch up).
Once we parted ways, I found myself on my way back toward home with far too much time on my hands before I could actually go home (as far as my wife and kids know, I did go to work . . . when I take a "Me" day, I really take a "Me" day). I realized that I would have about 90 minutes to kill, so . . . I decided to head back to my first theater, and see what was up. I almost didn't go, as I was concerned with the possibility of being forced to leave (so I would be home at the correct time) just when things were going well, since in the past, it has often taken some time for things to get going there.
I needn't have worried. When I arrived, I found the parking lot at near overflow levels. The place was packed. What a difference between 5am and 12:30pm!!
I went on inside, paid for my entrance to the theater, and strolled on in. There were 8-10 gentlemen already inside, and many of them in the back rows, which is where most of the action takes place. I sat down in a seat on the right side, with space between myself and another guy. I always try to start like that, so I don't inadvertently intrude on someone who is, shall we say, shy or jittery (I remember being like that in the beginning). After a minute or so, I glanced in his direction, and saw that he was massaging himself through his pants. I rose, and moved over beside him. After maybe 30 seconds or so, I placed my hand on his thigh, and got no sign that this was not welcome. Well, that's all the encouragement I needed. I stroked his hand a couple of times while he massaged his cock, then moved his hand away so that I could take over. I could feel that he was getting hard, and that got my pulse racing quite nicely. I rubbed and tugged for a bit, then reached up to undo the button on his pants. He took care of that in no time, and pulled his pants and shorts down to his knees for me. I then began to stroke/tug on his still semi-erect cock in earnest, alternating that with cupping and stroking his balls. After a good amount of that, I realized that he was not getting fully hard. In fact, he never did. But did that stop me? Not in the slightest.
My hunger finally took over, so I got out of my chair and knelt in front of him, and began to do what I had gone there to do . . . suck cock.
He would have been, if fully erect, maybe 6 inches or so, and as he was, still had a good 5 inches, maybe a bit more. Well, you know me . . . I went down on him like the stock market in '29. He smelled fresh, and tasted wonderful. I took turns between sucking his cock for all I was worth, and licking/sucking/nibbling on his lovely, shaved balls. This went on for almost 15 minutes, and I realized that, alas, he was not going to actually become fully erect, and give me the throat fucking I craved. He also was showing no signs that he was anywhere near cumming, and my knees were becoming a bit sore (concrete floors will do that), so I moved back to my seat, and continued to stroke him/play with his balls for a while.
While this was going on, a black gentleman in dress/panties/wig had arrived, and was sitting two seats to my left, with an empty seat between us.
I started watching lasciviously as he raised his dress, showing me his satin panties and the very nice sized bulge within. So, I hopped on over into that empty seat, and took over stroking his ever growing bulge. After a bit of that, I pulled his panties aside, and revealed a lovely 6-7 inch cock, and a tight little set of balls. I eagerly stroked him for some time, then asked if I could suck it. He replied, "Yes, with a condom", and quickly produced one. After he got it in place, I was on my knees in a flash, and had that hard, hot cock buried in my throat in nothing flat. He was apparently enjoying my efforts quite a bit, as he soon cradled my head in his hands and began thrusting lustily into my mouth. After about 5 minutes or so of that, he rose to his feet, and I took his place in the chair, and he began to face fuck me. I was in heaven. A lovely man in a lovely dress, with a lovely cock was holding my head in his hands and fucking me. I could have done that for a very long time, and been quite happy, but apparently, I am as good at sucking cock as I hope to be, because before too long, he gave one final, urgent thrust and held me against his crotch as he came. While I didn't get to taste it, I could feel it jetting into the condom, and feel his cock spasm and throb as he emptied his balls in my mouth. Once he had finished, he gathered his things and left.
After the rush his orgasm gave me had passed, I moved back over beside my semi-erect initial friend, and was considering giving him another go, in hopes of tasting some cum this time. Before I could do that, another guy that was sitting in the row in front of us, and had been avidly watching me suck those two cocks, got up and came back to our row, and sat beside me. He was rubbing his crotch, too, and leaned over, asking me if I was going to suck the first guy again. I didn't respond at first, as the eagerness in his voice took me aback for a bit. While I was mulling over what to do next, this new "Eager Beaver" brought to my attention another gentleman who was sitting a couple of seats on the other side of the semi-erect guy, and the 8 inch cock he was stroking. He asked me if I could take all of that in (he was apparently quite aroused by my deep throat skills). The look on his face when he asked this told me he got off on watching, and I told him that yes, I could take that big, beautiful cock all the way to the balls. He then said, "Go for it!", so I did. This one reached all the right spots in my throat. And he was so hard. I sucked him like crazy, and taking that big cock balls deep got my saliva flowing really well too. So, when I had to come up for air from time to time, his cock was very well lubed, so I was able to stroke him more vigorously that I might have if he was dry, and stroke him I did, while sucking both his balls at the same time.
Well, this guy was apparently not ready to cum too quickly, and unfortunately for me, I was doing too good a job on him, so he soon had me stop, got up, and left. He did return to the theater later, but by then, I was otherwise occupied.
While I had been going to town on that magnificent cock, another gentleman had arrived at the back of the theater, and was standing to the side, watching avidly while I sucked. As soon and the well endowed guy left, the new guy immediately took his spot beside me (I had returned to my chair, of course), unzipped, and pulled his pants down to mid thigh. He had a nice big belly, like mine, and the sweetest little cock I've ever sucked, I was maybe 2 to 2-1/2 inches, but had a nice thickness to it. I stroked it for him, as best I could, for a little bit, then was back on my knees. I really didn't get to suck his balls much, as they were quite furry, and that's just not something I like to suck on, so . . . his cute little cock got my full attention. While it wasn't as satisfying, throat wise, as the last guy was, in its own way, it was quite fun. I basically rolled it around in my mouth like a hard candy, giving little nibbles and licks now and then. He didn't make me wonder whether he was enjoying what I was doing, as he soon had my head in a firm grasp, and was moaning and panting more than any of the others had. I found this very encouraging, and it made me suck him all the harder. After about 5 minutes, he grabbed my head tightly, shuddered, and apparently came. I say apparently, because while his actions/sounds fully indicated this, there was no ejaculation to allow me to be 100 percent sure. He did thank me before he zipped up and left, so . . . as long as he was happy, I was happy.
Throughout these last couple of tasty meals of mine, my "Eager Beaver" friend had been, from time to time, leaning in, whispering encouragement to me and letting me know how hot he found my talents to be. I thought a bit about seeing if he wanted me to suck him off, too, but there was something about his eagerness that was just a bit off-putting. Not sure why, but . . . it just was. He seemed to be quite happy just watching, so I hope that was enough for him. I know there have been times that I've just about cum in my pants while watching a skilled cock sucker in action.
I once again began considering returning to Mr. Semi-Erect, who had left for a bit, then returned, and was once again eagerly stroking his sweet, floppy cock, but I had to get going soon, in order to be home on time, so . . . I decided not to, since I didn't want to get him right on the edge of cumming in my mouth, and have to say, "Sorry, gotta' split, hope those blue balls aren't too bad".
So, that was my Friday afternoon.
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Posted on : Feb 22, 2020
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Commented on Jul 25, 2021
That must have been such a wonderful experience. I would love to find you in a bookstore and see what happens between us.
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Commented on Feb 23, 2020
Niiice work! So glad that you took the time to share. I remember well the peepbooths at ABS and theatres where young curious men would go to 'experiment' and satisfy their cocksuck curiousity. It's nice to know that there are still eager cocksuckers working these places.
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