Sometimes I go to this one place, it 's an grownup bookstore/theater. I 'd gone in there respective times, and I always thought the stead was a dud. Everytime I 'd gone in there I was the just customer. The stall in the back had absolutely NO action whatsoever either. So based on that I hardly ever went there. But one night I had a prospicient sex school term with a black guy at secret, and we were both naked and I was sitting on his lap, his dick up my ass & we were kissing and taking it slow - 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 duet of blocks over. I told him I had been there but it was always no action. He seemed storm. `` In the dramaturgy ? '' he asked. I told him I did n't make that there was a theatre, and he told me there was - in the spine. He said it was idle back there, that there is a point right below the screen, and that some guys get up and put a appearance right there on the stage. Well, that definitely got my attention.

After he left it got retard, so I decided to establish the position another look. for sure enough, it was just like my man had said. You go to the desk and establish the guy behind the rejoinder 6 bucks & tell him it 's for the theater. He hits a button that unlocks the doorway, which you go through and find yourself in the darkened dramatics.

I went in. It was around 11:00 pm. There were only a couple of elder guys jerking off in solitude as they watched the movie on the screen door. There are about a hundred tooshie. Seemed kinda dull, so I left.

I came back a twain of Night later, it was a Saturday, around 7 pm. this metre the place had about 50 guy wire watching the flick. I sat down and took out my dick. It got hard fasting. I noticed a guy peek his head out from the door to the men 's toilet, located down the pitch gangway, behind the picture screen. so I decided to investigate. I entered the potty and was shocked. There were close to twenty hombre - some clothed, others completely nude - in there, some giving blowjobs, & one Patrick White kid was getting fucked by a mexican farm doer over in a darkened recession, next to a toilet bowl. It was like a gay whorehouse !

I immediately stripped naked and put my clothes in a plastic grocery bag. I greased up my anus, just in vitrine. One naked guy who was getting his cock sucked kept looking at me. He was standing against the paries completely naked as some guy sucked his dick. He called me over and offered me his dick. I was on him like a nymphomaniac. I sucked his dick and nuts like a sex maniac. He could tell I was unfounded. `` You wan na go out front ? '' he said. I nodded and followed him out into the theater. `` You up for going up on stage ? '' he asked. I looked up at the row of buns filled with spectators, and a chill ran through me. `` Ok, '' I said.

We walked up the 4 steps that led up onto the stage. A few audience members whistled, and some guy yelled out : `` Let 's see a appearance ! '' The guy I was with stood there and I got on my articulatio genus and began suckin his hawkshaw and lump. After a piece he turned and spread his ass for me to eat him out - which I did, for a long metre. Then we stood up and made out for a while before he got me on my hands and genu and fucked me in the ass. Finally he asked me where I wanted it and I told him on my face. He began jerking off while I flickered my spit all over his member until he shouted out and slopped a Brobdingnagian burden of cum all over my face.

There were a lot of sunshine & catcalls from the audience as the guy grabbed my arm and raised me up to expose my dripping face to the crew. `` Let 's have a big hand for the little pansy ! '' he shouted out to the bunch. There were Sir Thomas More cheerfulness as he started walking me down the stairs. I thought we were going back into the gutter, 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 pain. `` Do n't piece of ass with me, kick, '' he said in my ear. He escorted me up the center aisle, stopping every few feet to expose my dripping facial expression. Some of the bozo in the audience had flashlights and were shining them on me and I was vaguely aware of photographic camera flashes as some of them took pictures with their prison cell phones. Then he escorted me back down the gangway and into the stool. As he was getting dressed he told me his name was dyke, and that he was married. He said he went there every few workweek. After he left I hung out in the lavatory and ended up sucking 6 or 7 to a greater extent meyn off and getting ass fucked by 3 of them.

One night, 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 seats watching the feature of speech. I sat down for a few transactions and removed my shorts and wrapped a slave bandana on my shaved head teacher, Tupac style Then I walked down to the toilet in just my flip flops and my farseeing tankful top There was a eye senior black guy standing around. I removed my t- shirt and got completely naked except for my flip fizzle. The black guy stared at me and began rubbing his groin. `` You wan na foul up job, honey ? '' I asked him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his pecker. It was hard.

I knelt on the floor and began to suck his cock. MMM ! it was nice and hard and about 10 inches. He unbuckled his pants and let them unload to his mortise joint. I reached up and pulled down his boxer shorts. As I sucked him off I ran my hands all over his big strong pegleg. 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 pecker up into my anus. He began fucking me with long, dense strokes, enjoying the bite of my anus on his cock. A guy came in and began watching him fuck me.

After The ignominious guy shot his load in my ass and left, I turned to one of the men standing next to me. He was an older Mexican, he looked like a theater of operations prole. He was wearing cowboy iron boot and a John Deere baseball cap. He had his putz out and was jerking off. I crawled over to him on my ands and knees, completely bare, and just started suckin his dick. I blew him until he pumped a hot shipment of seminal fluid into my throat.

A young Filipino guy in scrubs came over and fingered my anus with 2 finger's breadth. He pulled his pants down and worked his putz up my ass. He did n't receive a real big dick, but like virtually Asian men, his dick was extremely hard. He fucked me and beat on my ass until he came deep in my anus.

Then I spotted Butch, the guy I had done the stage show with. He was naked and had a hard on. He crooked his finger at me and I crawled to him. I gave him a super charged blowjob right there future to the urinal. There were about 12 men in the toilet watching. After he nutted all over my poove typeface he said, `` Man, you are really crazy ! ``

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

He looked down at me. `` Oh really ? I want you to clean up that potty roll with your spit. '' The pot arena in that place is one of the nastiest toilet roll 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 pissing, and it stunk like the pits. My putz was so hard I almost could n't resist it. The ass was up and I began hungrily licking the porcelain rim of the bowl. What would take a shit somebody like me crawl naked on the hard tile level to a filthy foul smelling toilet bowl, and work out it ? To voluntarily surrender my right and dignity as a human being being, to thirst pain sensation and humiliation ? I did it for SEX - pure and simple. My dick was SO fuckin'HARD as I made love to the pipe bowl, licking the rim, putting on a appearance !

The news had got out in the theatre and everyone had come into the toilet to watch me lick it clean. I cleaned it all up and then dike said to put my boldness into the water. I got my head down into the bowl and dike grabbed the binding of my cervix and pushed my face into the bowl of piss and held my fountainhead under for a few seconds before pulling me up. I gasped for breather, my aspect soaked with water.

I laughed ! God it stunk ! dike said, `` prevail your head word over the bowl, I got ta take a weewee. '' I did like he told me. `` overt your fuckin mouthpiece, bitch, '' he barked. I opened my sassing just in time to take a wide blast of his piss in my mouth. I had to keep gulp to get it all down. It seemed like he pissed forever ! There was so lots weewee ! And I gulped it all down. Butch shook his dick off in my nerve. He stepped aside and another guy took his place. One after another, 15 guys took a piss on me. I was covered with pee from head to infantry. My bandana was soaked.

When it was over I did my advantageously to dry myself off with newspaper publisher towels before getting dressed and slinking out of the field. By the time I got home the urine had dried on my body, but my capitulum and bandanna were still soaked. I really stank bad. I took everything off and threw it in the washer. Then I went in the privy and stood before the mirror and inhaling the reek of weewee and recalling the events of the lavatory and I masturbated until I came all over the floor. Then I took a shower bath and went to bed, to dream of my chagrin .