in the back of the theater

Went down to the porno theater and met a short, dark, muscular married guy with a deep voice named Tony, He asked me to fuck him. When I asked him how many times he would like me to fuck him he said, ‘at least twice’. That made me smile as he squeezed the shaft of my cock.

I went there with the intent of finding a good cocksucker and I see this dark stocky guy with a shaved head noticing me. Hhhmmmm, so I adjust myself and whip it out to stroke, I even made myself cum. I guess it was because the video was of two guys getting blow jobs from one girl. He kept watching me stroke even after I came. I went to take a piss and he must have thought I was going to leave because he went out to follow. I came back in, and so did he, so I go sit next to him. He motions for me to get on my knees; I’m hungry so I do it. He unzips and flops out his dick, not bad, but he wouldn’t undo his top button. I take him in my mouth and I feel his warm dick get hard in the back of my throat. I force myself to take more, slow long strokes, and I feel him sigh. I try to undo his button but he wants to go to the back of the theater.

Cool, I get my face in his and run my goatee down his neck and I move my face over his lips and drop to my knees. Still that top button won’t come undone. Full, deep, soft strokes and he tries to gyrate into my head. I stop what I am doing and hold him still; he gets the point and lets me work. I reach up and grab two handfuls of his broad thick chest. He almost loses his balance as if this multitasking action catches him off guard. I stop (you can’t give a guy everything he wants right away, otherwise why would he tell you what he really wants?).

So far I’ve been nice, respectful and quite servicing I nuzzle his neck and bite his earlobe, and then he asks it – THE QUESTION, ‘what do you like?’ (This is the question we all wait for and fear, but sometimes are the ones doing the asking.) Without skipping a beat, I smirk and say, ‘I like to suck and jerk’ still nuzzling his neck, now pressing my body against his he asks, ‘do you like to fuck?’

Smile, sigh, ‘it’s been a long time’, nuzzle, caress, lips that almost touch, his hands rub the outline of my dick against my jeans. He fumbles for my button, unzips and takes me out. He squeezes to see how hard he can get me. I lean in and whisper, ‘what do you like?’ ‘To be fucked’, he quickly replies in a low gruff voice, I smile. His hands are on the base of my shaft and mine are behind him on the wall above his head. His lips found their way to mine, I push him to the wall with my body, and I put my hands on his back and slowly run them down to his ass. I get a good grip and pull him into me as I position myself over him and push my chest against his.

Men walk by, he stops, feels awkward, but waits for me again, kissing, covering his head in my arms, nuzzling, feeling, smelling and playing. He lifts up my shirt and sucks my nipples. I get close to his neck and whisper, ‘you married? Yes, you? No, where do you live? Chula Vista’, with a look I respond, ‘Vista’, he points in the opposite direction and smiles. I lunge in to manhandle him and manage to get my middle finger wedged up in his big tight ass, just as my lips cover his. He’s into it and then catches himself enjoying it too much, he stops me, I kiss his neck and he spins around to face the wall. I nuzzle his ear while running my hand across his stomach and cradling him against my body. He stops, turns back around, I look into his eyes and take deep breaths as he grabs hold of my dick. I drop, I suck and he is excited and stands me up as he shoots across the floor.

Soft full kiss, ‘be here same time next week?’ he asks. ‘No’, I replied he turns away, ‘but in two weeks I will be’, I said while smiling. Nuzzle, handshake, ‘Tony’ he says, ‘and I’m Michael’. ‘Two weeks, same time, I’ll get a place’ and he walks off.