Sometimes I go to this one spot, it 's an adult bookstore/theater. I 'd gone in there several multiplication, and I always thought the place was a dud. Everytime I 'd gone in there I was the only client. The booths in the binding had absolutely NO action whatsoever either. So based on that I hardly ever went there. But one night I had a long sex sitting with a black guy at Secrets, and we were both au naturel and I was sitting on his lap, his peter up my ass & we were kissing and taking it slow - you know, watching a telecasting and just talking quietly and making out - and he asked me if I ever went to the sex field a mates of cube over. I told him I had been there but it was always no action. He seemed surprised. `` In the theatre of operations ? '' he asked. I told him I did n't gain that there was a theater, and he told me there was - in the back. He said it was rampantly back there, that there is a leg right below the screen, and that some guys get up and put a appearance right there on the stage. Well, that definitely got my attending.

After he left it got slow, so I decided to apply the place another feeling. Sure enough, it was just like my man had said. You go to the desk and give the guy behind the counter 6 bucks & tell him it 's for the theatre. He hits a button that unlocks the door, which you go through and get hold 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 movie on the screen. There are about a hundred seats. Seemed kind of dull, so I left.

I came back a couple of Nox later, it was a Saturday, around 7 pm. this time the place had about 50 guy cable watching the moving-picture show. I sat down and took out my dick. It got hard fast. I noticed a guy peek his read/write head out from the door to the men 's toilet, located down the pitch aisle, behind the movie sieve. so I decided to investigate. I entered the toilet and was shocked. There were secretive to twenty guys - some clothed, others completely raw - in there, some giving cock sucking, & one T. H. White kid was getting fucked by a mexican farm worker over in a darkened corner, succeeding to a toilet bowl. It was like a gay house of prostitution !

I immediately stripped defenseless and put my wearing apparel in a formative grocery bag. I greased up my anus, just in case. One nude guy who was getting his cock sucked kept looking at me. He was standing against the wall completely naked as some guy sucked his gumshoe. He called me over and offered me his pecker. I was on him like a nymphomaniac. I sucked his dick and nuts like a sex maniac. He could tell I was wild. `` 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 seats filled with watcher, and a quiver ran through me. `` Ok, '' I said.

We walked up the 4 stairs that led up onto the stage. A few interview penis 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 putz and orb. After a while he turned and spread his ass for me to eat him out - which I did, for a retentive time. Then we stood up and made out for a piece before he got me on my hands and knees 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 penis until he shouted out and slopped a vast burden of cum all over my case.

There were a lot of cheers & catcalls from the audience as the guy grabbed my arm and raised me up to display my dripping face to the crowd. `` Let 's have got a big hand for the little sissy ! '' he shouted out to the crew. There were more cheers 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 pain. `` Do n't roll in the hay with me, bitch, '' he said in my ear. He escorted me up the centre of attention gangway, stopping every few feet to display my dripping case. Some of the guys in the audience had flashlights and were shining them on me and I was vaguely aware of camera flashes as some of them took pictures with their cell speech sound. Then he escorted me back down the gangway and into the lavatory. As he was getting dressed he told me his name was Butch, and that he was married. He said he went there every few weeks. After he left I hung out in the toilet and ended up sucking 6 or 7 more meyn off and getting ass fucked by 3 of them.

One night, a few weeks after that phase appearance at the adult dramatic art, I went back. It was a Sunday, around 7 pm. There were about 30 guys in the seats watching the feature. I sat down for a few minutes and removed my underdrawers and wrapped a slave bandana on my shaved head, Tupac style Then I walked down to the crapper in just my pass flops and my hanker armored combat vehicle top There was a middle senior shameful guy standing around. I removed my t- shirt and got completely raw except for my flip flops. The black guy stared at me and began rubbing his jetty. `` You wan na blow job, honey ? '' I asked him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It was punishing.

I knelt on the floor and began to suck his cock. MMM ! it was nice and hard and about 10 inches. He unbuckled his gasp and let them drop to his ankle. I reached up and pulled down his boxer shorts. As I sucked him off I ran my script all over his big strong stage. I looked up at him. `` You wan na piece of ass me, sweetie ? '' He nodded and I got on my cubital joint and knees facing the doorway and he mounted me, working his dick up into my anus. He began fucking me with long, tedious apoplexy, enjoying the sharpness of my anus on his dick. A guy came in and began watching him sleep together me.

After The Shirley Temple Black guy shot his load in my ass and left, I turned to one of the men standing side by side to me. He was an quondam Mexican, he looked like a line of business prole. He was wearing cowboy the boot and a King John Deere baseball cap. He had his dick out and was jerking off. I crawled over to him on my ands and human knee, completely naked, and just started suckin his dick. I blew him until he pumped a hot freight of semen into my throat.

A young Filipino guy in chaparral came over and fingered my anus with 2 fingerbreadth. He pulled his pant down and worked his prick up my ass. He did n't get a tangible big prick, but like most Asian men, his dick was extremely hard. He fucked me and scramble 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 superintendent charged blowjob right there next to the urinal. There were about 12 men in the toilet watching. After he nutted all over my faggot up side he said, `` Man, you are really savage ! ``

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

He looked down at me. `` Oh really ? I want you to houseclean up that toilet bowl with your tongue. '' The sewer bowl in that place is one of the nastiest toilet arena I have ever seen. It almost never gets flushed. I crawled on my paw and human knee over to the bowl. It was filled with a lot of peeing, and it stunk like hell. My pecker 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 make somebody like me crawl naked on the gruelling tile floor to a filthy foul smelling gutter bowl, and lick it ? To voluntarily deliver my rightfield and self-regard as a human being, to thirst infliction and humiliation ? I did it for SEX - pure and simpleton. My dick was SO fuckin'HARD as I made love to the bowl, licking the rim, putting on a show !

The Word of God had got out in the theater and everyone had come into the stool to watch me lick it clean. I cleaned it all up and then dyke said to put my case into the urine. I got my head down into the arena and Butch grabbed the back of my neck opening and pushed my face into the bowl of piss and held my headway under for a few seconds before pulling me up. I gasped for breath, my font soaked with piss.

I laughed ! God it stunk ! dike said, `` Hold your head over the bowl, I got ta demand a piss. '' I did like he told me. `` Open your fuckin mouth, beef, '' he barked. I opened my rima oris just in metre to take a full moon blast of his piss in my mouth. I had to sustain gulping to get it all down. It seemed like he pissed forever ! There was so a great deal piss ! And I gulped it all down. Butch shook his dick off in my font. He stepped aside and another guy took his berth. One after another, 15 guys took a piss on me. I was covered with urine from drumhead to fundament. My bandana was soaked.

When it was over I did my topper to dry myself off with report towels before getting dressed and slinking out of the theatre. By the time I got home the urine had dried on my organic structure, but my headspring and bandanna were still soaked. I really stank bad. I took everything off and threw it in the washer. Then I went in the bathroom and stood before the mirror and inhaling the stink of pee and recalling the events of the lavatory and I masturbated until I came all over the floor. Then I took a shower and went to bed, to dreaming of my humiliation .