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THE FOLLOWING STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION. IT INVOLVES MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE AND SHOULD NOT BE READ, SAVED, OR PRINTED BY ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN, OR BY ANYONE RESIDING IN ANY COMMUNITY OR STATE WHERE SUCH SEXUALLY-EXPLICIT MATERIAL IS AGAINST THE LAW.
This is an edited version of a story told to me:
THE ADULT BOOKSTORE
I was on my way back from Sacramento, on a business trip. I was sitting there driving, and getting hornier and hornier, just thinking about sex.
I got so horny I decided to find an adult bookstore and look around and maybe buy some porno to look at.
I stopped in Stockton (another fairly large city) and found a nice-sized bookstore. Well, if you've ever been in one, you'll know that they have everything you can imagine, from straight stuff to gay stuff to anything in between. I was walking around, flipping through magazines, when I came to a back area where they had these little booths that you could go into, and watch about 5 minutes of almost any X-rated movie you can imagine...the more quarters you put in, the longer you could watch. Over each door, there is a light that comes on when someone is already inside.
Well, every light was lit, so I stood there and waited.
While I was waiting, another guy came into the area, nodded at me and stood behind me, waiting his turn. He had blond hair, and looked like he was about 19 or 20. I didn't try to "cruise" him or anything, because this bookstore was for straights too and I didn't want to get in trouble that way. After a while, this very tall, very muscular guy came out of one of the rooms. He was very nice looking--real masculine. He also looked real "dreamy-eyed," if that makes sense. As soon as he came out, I went into the room. Almost immediately, I smelled the unmistakable scent of fresh semen, and looking down, sure enough, there was what looked like a half a cup of the stuff all over the floor in front of the TV screen.
Well, like I said, I was REAL horny. I reached down and wiped some up with my fingers. It was still kind of warm. I sniffed it and rubbed it between my fingers. This just made my cock even harder than before. Then I came up with a novel idea...I didn't really want to lick it, because, after all, it HAD been on the floor, but, I thought I could do something else with it. There was so much!
I dropped my pants and underwear, put a few quarters in the machine and switched the monitor to a gay video. These guys were having a nice three- way in the video and it looked real good. I reached down and wiped up a whole handful of this guy's cum with my hand and put my hand on my hard cock and started stroking. It felt so good having this other guy's cum all over my cock, making it slick as I stroked it. I was getting real close to shooting my own load, when someone knocked on the door!!
It made me jump. Why would anyone knock on the door if they could see the room was occupied? Well, I thought maybe it was the manager and there was a problem--a fire or something--so, without even pulling up my pants, I stood back a ways and cracked open the door. It was the guy who had been waiting behind me. He said hi and said he had been waiting for a while and wanted to know if he could join me. Well, there was a sign posted saying that only one person at a time could go into these rooms, but I figured what the hell, and said sure. The way he was looking at me kinda suggested he was probably gay or bi and knew I was. I let him in.
Well, of course, the first thing he did was looked down and saw the cum all over my erection and my hand covered with it. Then, he smiled, and said, "I see you've already had your fun." I explained what I had done, and that it wasn't my semen. He kept smiling and asked if I needed any help. Well, he was so damned cute and I was so horny and this was so perfect, what could I say? He leaned over and stuck his tongue in my mouth as he was undoing his jeans. When they fell around his ankles, I could see he was as hard as me. I thought there would be a few more preliminaries, but NO, he said, "I hope you don't mind, but I'm in a hurry," and turned around, bent over slightly (there wasn't a lot of room in that small cubicle), and spread his cheeks!!!
Well, the first thing I did was reached down and wiped up the rest of the semen that was on the floor from the guy that was there before me, and rubbed it all over my rigid cock and his asshole. Then, without waiting at all, I grabbed hold of his waist, as he still held his asscheeks spread, and pressed the head of my cock on his asshole. We were both so slick with this other guy's cum that my cockhead, then the rest of my cock, slid into his tight ass easily.
His ass felt so hot, it almost burned my cock!! He grunted and squirmed as I fucked him. I was holding his waist and plunging in and out, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, as he was stroking his own dick. We were both pretty quiet as we fucked; I guess we were both afraid we'd get in trouble by the manager if anyone heard us.
After fucking him for what felt like about 15 minutes, I finally could not hold out anymore and told him I was going to cum. Just as I felt the semen rushing up from my balls, boiling, getting ready to start spurting out into his ass, he began to shoot his own load all over the floor. That put me over the edge and I pulled his ass against me so hard, I'm sure it must have hurt him. I RAMMED my dick into him as the cum flowed into that hot, tight ass of his. After the first few spurts, I could feel it leaking out around my shaft and dripping down my balls and onto the floor.
When I finished with my orgasm, I slid my still-hard cock out of his ass, and he stood up all the way, turned around, and we pressed our cocks together as we hugged and gave each other a final kiss. He told me thanks and left.
When he left, I realized that I was still hard. I couldn't believe it. After a good fuck like that I was still hard. So, of course, I reached down and wiped up all the semen he had shot onto the floor, plus my own cum that had leaked out of his ass as I fucked him and rubbed it all over my balls and cock and stroked and stroked until I shot another load onto the floor. Only after doing this and finally being satisfied, did I realize I had absolutely nothing to clean myself up with. Stupid me. Well, what I ended up doing was pulling up my shirt and rubbing the leftover cum all over my stomach and chest and legs and asscheeks... spreading it out so it would dry faster. I knew I smelled like a CUM FACTORY but there wasn't much I could do about it.
I left the cubicle and went to pay for the three books I wanted. I noticed the clerk behind the counter (dark, wavy hair, about 30, average height, pretty eyes) was really looking at me like he wanted to say something so bad but was afraid. I didn't think anything about it until I noticed kind of behind/under the counter, barely visible to me, that there was a video monitor there and it was still on the empty room I had just left. I realized that they must have those monitors to keep an eye on the rooms to prevent illegal activity or something. But then it dawned on me that this guy must have seen the whole episode of what I had just done!!! They guy saw me looking at the monitor, and kind of shyly said that he was married and straight, but what he had just seen me do was enough to give him an erection and make him wonder about sex with a man. I asked him, "Are you serious??" but he just smiled, gave me my change and told me to have a nice day. So, I left. BUT, I'm planning another trip and my just get the opportunity to put on another show for him! Who knows, I may even get him to join me the next time.
THE END