Sometimes I go to this one place, it 's an adult bookstore/theater. I 'd gone in there various multiplication, and I always thought the post was a dud. Everytime I 'd gone in there I was the just customer. The booths in the dorsum had absolutely NO legal action whatsoever either. So based on that I hardly ever went there. But one Night I had a farseeing sex session with a pitch-dark guy at mystery, and we were both naked and I was sitting on his lap, his prick up my ass & we were kissing and taking it dull - you know, watching a video and just talking quietly and making out - and he asked me if I ever went to the sex theater a couple of city block over. I told him I had been there but it was always no action. He seemed surprised. `` In the house ? '' he asked. I told him I did n't agnize that there was a theater, and he told me there was - in the rear. He said it was untamed back there, that there is a stagecoach right below the screen, and that some guy get up and put a appearance right there on the stage. Well, that definitely got my attention.

After he left it got slow, so I decided to hand the blank space another smell. surely enough, it was just like my man had said. You go to the desk and leave the guy behind the tabulator 6 long horse & tell him it 's for the theater of operations. He hits a clit that unlocks the door, which you go through and find oneself yourself in the darkened theater.

I went in. It was around 11:00 pm. There were only a couple of older hombre jerking off in solitude as they watched the moving-picture show on the screenland. There are about a hundred seats. Seemed kinda dull, so I left.

I came back a span of nights later, it was a Sat, around 7 pm. this meter the seat had about 50 hombre watching the moving picture. I sat down and took out my putz. It got punishing fasting. I noticed a guy peek his head out from the threshold to the men 's throne, located down the pitch aisle, behind the movie screen. so I decided to inquire. I entered the potty and was shocked. There were nigh to twenty guys - some clothed, others completely naked - in there, some giving blowjobs, & one blanched kid was getting fucked by a mexican farm proletarian over in a darkened corner, adjacent to a toilet arena. It was like a gay whorehouse !

I immediately stripped defenseless and put my wearing apparel in a plastic grocery bag. I greased up my anus, just in case. One nude guy who was getting his cock sucked restrain looking at me. He was standing against the wall completely naked as some guy sucked his dick. He called me over and offered me his dick. I was on him like a nympho. I sucked his tool and screwball like a sex maniac. He could tell I was risky. `` You wan na go out front ? '' he said. I nodded and followed him out into the theater. `` You up for going up on level ? '' he asked. I looked up at the row of seats filled with spectators, and a thrill ran through me. `` Ok, '' I said.

We walked up the 4 stride that led up onto the leg. A few interview members whistled, and some guy yelled out : `` Let 's see a appearance ! '' The guy I was with stood there and I got on my knees and began suckin his shaft and balls. After a while he turned and spread his ass for me to eat him out - which I did, for a long time. Then we stood up and made out for a while before he got me on my hired hand and knees and fucked me in the ass. Finally he asked me where I wanted it and I told him on my font. He began jerking off while I flickered my tongue all over his penis until he shouted out and slopped a Brobdingnagian loading of cum all over my face.

There were a lot of cheers & catcalls from the consultation as the guy grabbed my arm and raised me up to exhibit my dripping face to the bunch. `` Let 's have a big hand for the fiddling sissy ! '' he shouted out to the crowd. There were more cheer as he started walking me down the stairs. I thought we were going back into the toilet, but he steered me toward the aisle. I pulled back and told him no, so he grabbed my arm and twisted it up behind me until I almost fainted with painful sensation. `` Do n't FUCK with me, bitch, '' he said in my ear. He escorted me up the core aisle, stopping every few feet to display my dripping face. Some of the bozo in the audience had torch and were shining them on me and I was vaguely aware of camera flashbulb as some of them took photograph with their cellular telephone phones. Then he escorted me back down the gangway and into the toilette. As he was getting dressed he told me his gens was Butch, and that he was married. He said he went there every few weeks. After he left I hung out in the gutter and ended up sucking 6 or 7 more than meyn off and getting ass fucked by 3 of them.

One dark, a few weeks after that stage show at the adult theater, I went back. It was a Billy Sunday, around 7 pm. There were about 30 guys in the hindquarters watching the feature. I sat down for a few minute and removed my short circuit and wrapped a slave bandana on my shaved head, Tupac style Then I walked down to the toilet in just my pass floating-point operation and my long tank car top There was a centre aged black guy standing around. I removed my t- shirt and got completely naked except for my summersault flop. The mordant guy stared at me and began rubbing his groyne. `` You wan na blow job, honey ? '' I asked him. He unzipped his trouser and pulled out his dick. It was hard.

I knelt on the flooring and began to take in his cock. MMM ! it was nice and hard and about 10 inches. He unbuckled his pants and let them drop to his articulatio talocruralis. I reached up and pulled down his boxer shorts. As I sucked him off I ran my hands all over his big strong stage. I looked up at him. `` You wan na fuck me, sweetie ? '' He nodded and I got on my elbows and knees facing the doorway and he mounted me, working his dick up into my anus. He began fucking me with long, slow cerebrovascular accident, enjoying the collation of my anus on his dick. A guy came in and began watching him have it off me.

After The Joseph Black guy shot his incumbrance in my ass and left, I turned to one of the men standing next to me. He was an onetime Mexican, he looked like a playing field proletarian. He was wearing cattleman the boot and a John John Deere baseball cap. He had his tool out and was jerking off. I crawled over to him on my ands and knees, completely defenseless, and just started suckin his dick. I blew him until he pumped a hot lode of semen into my throat.

A young Filipino guy in scrubs came over and fingered my anus with 2 fingers. He pulled his trouser down and worked his prick up my ass. He did n't birth a real big prick, but like most Asian men, his putz was extremely hard. He fucked me and work over on my ass until he came deep in my anus.

Then I spotted Butch, the guy I had done the level display with. He was naked and had a voiceless on. He crooked his finger at me and I crawled to him. I gave him a super charged blowjob right there next to the urinal. There were about 12 men in the toilette watching. After he nutted all over my faggot up face he said, `` Man, you are really uncivilised ! ``

I laughed. `` Yes I am, '' I said. `` I 'm crazy wild. There ai n't nothin I wont do. ``

He looked down at me. `` Oh really ? I want you to clean house up that toilet bowl with your knife. '' The toilet arena in that place is one of the foul gutter bowls I have ever seen. It almost never gets flushed. I crawled on my hands and knees over to the bowl. It was filled with a lot of weewee, and it stunk like hell on earth. My dick was so hard I almost could n't stand it. The seat was up and I began hungrily licking the porcelain rim of the bowl. What would clear someone like me crawl naked on the hard tile floor to a filthy foul smelling toilet bowl, and lick it ? To voluntarily surrender my right field and dignity as a human being being, to crave pain and humiliation ? I did it for SEX - pure and simple. My dick was SO fuckin'HARD as I made love to the bowl, licking the rim, putting on a show !

The word of honor had got out in the dramaturgy and everyone had come into the privy to watch me work out it sporting. I cleaned it all up and then dyke said to put my human face into the piss. I got my head down into the sports stadium and Butch grabbed the backrest of my neck opening and pushed my face into the bowlful of piddle and held my head under for a few seconds before pulling me up. I gasped for breath, my nerve soaked with weewee.

I laughed ! God it stunk ! dike said, `` bind your head over the bowl, I got ta rent a piss. '' I did like he told me. `` afford your fuckin mouth, gripe, '' he barked. I opened my backtalk just in clip to use up a full blast of his piss in my mouth. I had to celebrate gulping to get it all down. It seemed like he pissed forever ! There was so a good deal piss ! And I gulped it all down. Butch shook his prick off in my expression. He stepped aside and another guy took his place. One after another, 15 guy took a piss on me. I was covered with peeing from head to substructure. My bandana was soaked.

When it was over I did my best to dry myself off with report towels before getting dressed and slinking out of the theater. By the time I got home the piddle had dried on my body, but my head and bandana were still soaked. I really stank bad. I took everything off and threw it in the washer. Then I went in the toilet and stood before the mirror and inhaling the stink of piddle and recalling the consequence of the toilet and I masturbated until I came all over the floor. Then I took a shower and went to bed, to dream of my mortification .