I had a similar experience the first (and only) time that I was in a straight porno theater. I went for the same reason as the previous post, I had never seen porn on a big screen. The theater was fairly well lit. It was easy to see the people around me but not bright enough to read...
As my eyes adjusted, I could see all sorts of strange things going on. There were a couple of older men siting in the back who were quite obviously beating off. There was a young Latin who kept taking other guys to the restroom, which was to one side of the screen. A very handsome young man was sitting directly in front of me. During a particularly hot part of the film he quite openly pulled out his cock and started playing with it. A short time later, a real stud in a leather jacket came into the theater. He looked around a bit, then sat near the kid in front of me. It was not long before the stud had taken over the chores and was playing with the kid. A few minutes of this, and the kid put has hand on the studs neck and pushed him down...
Frankly, I was a bit amazed. On the screen were two guys and two gals doing a pretty hot number, while directly in front of me, in full view of at least a half dozen other men, a stud in a leather jacket was sucking cock.
Later I talked about it to the owner of the theater who was a friend of mine. He said that what I saw was not unusual. He also said that different things happened on different nights. The night before I was there some woman took off all of her clothes, stretched out on the floor in front of the screen and invited everyone "in". He also said that sex between men was very common in the audience.
One of the strangest things that he mentioned was that even though gay sex in the audience was common, and that Lesbian sex on the screen was also common, the one time that the owner tried running a short gay film, the audience actually complained!
As I drove by the adult bookstore, I noticed a really hot number get out of his pick up and head for the front door. The man was in his late-forties with blondish-grey hair & thick meaty arms. He was a short dude; about 5'6" with a dark blonde moustache and a solid stocky body and as he reached the door of the bookstore, he stopped to look up and down the street.
I was really bored. The house was in a secluded area in Indiana. I was born and raised in the City of Chicago, so life was quite boring in Indiana. We bought a nice house though. It was huge with a in-ground pool, shower house, and a lot of land. The only other house within the next ten miles was only about fifty feet away and the new neighbors just moved in after us.
It was almost a year ago and I was going through a bit of a rough patch. I was swamped at work and my friends weren't up for anything that weekend. Friday night and I had nothing to do. That's when Miguel wrote me. He's a young Latino twink that I had been chatting with for some time.
He liked the look of his pee coming out, he liked the feel of it exiting his body, the feel of his bladder loosening and his muscles relaxing. The water made a dark spot on the tree in front of him and flowed down the trunk pooling up by the roots. He started pumping his meat slowly.
So I packed my stuff up and left for my uncles house. I was walking about an hour and a half making great time when a trucker pulled ahead of me and asked me if I wanted a lift. So I asked him where he was going and his answer was close to my uncles house only about a mile away. So I accepted his offer and hope in. We made small talk for the first couple of miles.
Hey, it's mostly my fault I guess. At work they call me the Nerd. When I am out of the office on the road for my Company, I'm called THE GEEK, The Computer Geek. I guess if they knew I was gay, they would be calling me other things too. I don't really think I'm bad looking. I'm about 5 foot 11 inches and weight about 160. I got a 7 inch uncut cock. Dark blonde hair, and blue eyes.
He was the classic twink. He was about 5 foot eleven, and very skinny. But what caught my eye was the cock in his skin-tight pants. He always had girls with him and I could understand why. This kid had some serious boy cock, and must have gone six inches down his leg, and was not even flattened by his jeans.
Some may find this story impossible to believe but it is true. I was twenty five at the time and in great shape: six one, well built and hung. I was working downtown and naturally took the bus to and back from work. On this day I was wearing my favorite grey pants. I love grey pants as they seem to mold the body.
He went back to university, and I got his job at a magazine. I saw pictures of him all dressed up in a tux at our last awards dinner, the severe black lines of the suit only emphasising his sweet, young face and body. So he went off to study again and I worked solidly at the magazine. As soon as I caught sight of him, I knew the photos I'd seen did him a disservice. Straight boys are so sweet.
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