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Cinema
I'd not expected this place to be so, well, full. What I'd expected eluded me now. All I know is that I hadn't expected it to be this busy in here. Outside it was cold. Bitterly so, in fact, and that perhaps had something to do with the number of people that found themselves here. It was dark. Of course, it was a movie theater, so that was only logical. There were a few empty seats, and I chose to sit in the most isolated one I could find. The entire place was done in red, a very dark red, and smelled rather odd, which was also logical considering the kind of place this was. The room was long and somewhat narrow, and as one entered, a small passageway divided the actual theater from the lobby with a small staircase leading down into darkness. At the end of the theater was a small screen and a few steps that also led down into darkness. On the screen itself was the focus of most of the attention in this theater. Two men, both extremely good looking, were busy sucking each others hard cocks in a sixty nine that would have driven me wild.
As this was my first time here, I really had no idea what it was I should be doing, and found myself sitting, watching as the sixty-nine on the screen became a fuck fest full of moaning and groaning. Needless to say, my cock was hard, but I simply didn't have the courage to do as others seemed to be doing. I didn't have the courage to pull it from my pants and jerk myself off. So I sat. The movie was standard gay porn, the only thing distinguishing it from any other porn I'd seen was the look of the actors, for they were all extremely good looking. In fact, they all looked rather false, as if men this good looking were impossible. I must've sat there for about an hour, before the first of several men sat beside me. The first was an older man, and I don't mean just older than myself, I mean older than just about everyone, sat, stared for a while, and then left. Obviously getting the message.
The second man was also older, but this time he was not so old as to remind me of my grandfather. He also sat for a while, undoing his pants and pulling them down to his knees. He was amply endowed, to say the least, and quite attractive, but as I said earlier, I just didn't have the courage to pull my own cock out of my pants in such a public place. Not yet, anyway. He jerked himself off for a while, but before coming, decided to leave me be. The movie on the screen had changed, and this one was a little different from the first in that it also included a woman in one of the scenes. Now, women don't turn me on at all, but the idea of doing a man while he does a woman is an absolute turn on. I'd been here almost two hours, and had barely moved. The scene on the screen had gotten me so hard I simply couldn't stay in the seat. I got up and moved to the back of the room, where several men were standing. The curtain separating the small hallway from the theater was closed, so I pushed it aside and stepped through. I moved down the stairs quietly, not knowing what to expect, and reaching the bottom, found myself in an empty hallway that had several locked and two open doors. One of the open doors led to the men's room, lit by a single fluorescent ring. The second door led into another hallway, this one darker and longer than the first, and connecting to the door and stairway by the screen. One end of the hallway was lit by a single bulb high up in the stairwell, while the other end was pitch black.
From the darkness could be heard voices. Not speaking, but moaning softly. Others grunted, and I knew with no doubt in my head that this was what they'd all come here for. This dark space where the touch of a stranger brought with it pleasure and satisfaction. I didn't suddenly feel any braver, since I decided to head for my seat upstairs. When I got there, I sat once more, feeling a little overwhelmed, and perhaps scared. A third man sat next to me. This time, however, the man was not only young, but very good looking as well. This man, like the second, felt no shame in pulling his pants down, this time to his ankles. I couldn't help but look, of course, look at the hard cock now standing so proud, tempting me to reach over and stroke it. I couldn't. Perhaps he read my mind, because he chose that moment to reach over and touch my crotch. He said nothing as he stroked my crotch and his hard cock. I was paralyzed, but it didn't matter, 'cause he was intent on what he was doing. With the one hand, he undid my fly and found my own hard member squeezed tight in my pants.
He had no resistance from me as he pulled it out and proceeded to stroke it. It felt so good to have his hand on my cock. My foreskin moved up and down along the shaft along with his left hand, and my eyes were glued to the magnificent cock that jutted forth from his body. It was nine inches if anything, and had a foreskin, which like my own, was ample enough to accommodate another cock within. He surprised me, then, by kneeling in front of me to take my cock in his mouth. My head jerked back, as he slowly nibbled at the foreskin, making me crazy with pleasure. Afraid, that's what I felt. Afraid and excited. In my head I knew that I wasn't the only one here doing this, but I also felt as if I'd be tapped on the shoulder at any moment and hauled off by some cop. Of course those fears faded with the feeling of the warm mouth on my cock. He deepthroated it, and I could feel the back of his throat with my cockhead. I let out a moan of satisfaction, and then he stood, his cock long and limp in front of me. Not bothering to put it back into his pants, he moved toward the stairs at the head of the theater, he beckoned me to follow, but unlike him, I couldn't simply walk around with my dick hanging out of my pants, so I zipped up. I followed him down the stairs into the dimly lit passage that ended in total darkness at the other end. He moved forward, passing the doorway that intersected with the other, better lit hallway. Into the darkness he went, and I followed. Weaving my way through what seemed like countless hands, all reaching for us.
The tiny bit of light that managed to find its way here through the bodies was only sufficient to allow the glimpses of silhouettes, each in different positions, different places, doing different things. I could feel the hand of the man I'd followed grab at my jacket, pull me toward him, and kiss me. Within moments I had all but forgotten where I was, how dark it was, and the smell of this place. All I knew then and there was the warm wet tongue in my mouth. Others around us helped themselves to a feel every once in a while, but it could not detract from what I was doing. Our hands moved freely over each other, and what I felt beneath his clothing was exciting me. His chest was strong and hard, his stomach was rippled in the most incredible way, and his cock, hard and thick in my hand. Once in a while I couldn't help but look around as the man kissed my neck or shoulder. I saw the silhouettes of men, kneeling, standing, bent over as others fucked them, and soon, I knew it would be me. Doing it like an animal in the dark. It didn't matter, any longer. I knelt before him, running my hands up and down his legs, feeling the muscles underneath. The dick and balls hung in front of me, though I certainly couldn't see them very well, and the time was now. I took the head of the cock into my mouth, and sucked gently. The foreskin still covered it, so I worked my tongue into it eliciting a moan form him. I could taste his excitement under the skin. The cock head was wet with pre-cum, and I delighted in the slick feeling my tongue encountered.
He moved his hips forward, pushing his cock into my mouth. The skin gave way, and the big head lay on my tongue, slippery and delicious. Others around us were drawn to us, watching intently, for it became easier to see after a while, as I sucked on this strangers growing cock. I took him as deep as I could, feeling his balls on my chin. Others were jerking off around us, and it excited me. He undid his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles, giving me access to his ample, hard ass. It felt strong as I squeezed and pulled him closer so as to swallow his whole cock again. It reached far down into my throat, and his soft moans inspired me. I could see another man standing beside me, his cock but a few inches away from my moving face. I could feel at least two pairs of hands touching me, and hands touching him, lifting his shirt, exposing the washboard stomach underneath. They weren't his own hands, of course, for they were busy holding onto my head as he fucked my face. Someone knelt beside me, the man whose cock was at my face a moment ago, and reached for my cock. He found my jeans, and began to undo the fly as best he could. It proved difficult enough for him to give up, so he reached for the man's balls. There I was, a cock in my mouth, while three or four other men stroked this man's hot muscles, nipples and balls. The man continued moving his hips, pushing his long thick cock deeper and deeper into my eager mouth. Yet another man tried to undo my fly, having a little more luck than the first. He, whoever he might have been, knelt behind me, his hard cock rubbing up against my covered ass. He reached around me as I sucked cock, and undid my belt and fly, releasing my cock from its denim prison. He leaned up against my back, grabbing hold of my dick and stroked it masterfully.
The man pulled up at me. I stood, and was quickly greeted by his hot tongue on my parted lips. God, I thought, I can't even remember what he looks like now. I kissed him as roughly as I knew how, trying to show some strength, some sense of domination, but it was no use. I felt carried away by the whole experience. Someone, probably the man who'd undone my jeans, pulled them down to my knees. Hands were everywhere. On my cock, on my balls and massaging my ass, perhaps unsure of how I would feel about a further intrusion into that area. The man lifted the front of my shirt over my head releasing it behind my back so that my chest and stomach were exposed to his expert tongue. He went straight for the nipples, as I felt someone kneel behind me and begin to kiss and lick my ass cheeks. He was rough with my nipples, this man, and I loved every minute of it. My nipples were never all that sensitive, but his hard sucking and biting were now driving me crazy. The man behind me now dove for what he wanted, probing at my asshole with his hot tongue. The man knelt and removing someone's hand from my cock, swallowed it whole. I let out a moan that must have been heard upstairs, and then felt two mouths clamp down on my nipples. Four men, I had four men working on me at the same time. I was in heaven. The man was sucking my cock with the same furious gusto he'd sucked my tits, using his hands to work both my balls and my foreskin.
My cock, my asshole and my nipples were on delicious fire. For some strange reason, it occurred to me that these four men knew each other. That the man had been the lure, but oh what a lure. The man stood and kissed me furiously, the taste of my pre-cum still in his mouth. I felt the men nudging me, making me turn around, and I knew they were working together. I was now facing the man who, only moments earlier, had been probing my hole with his tongue. He immediately knelt before me and began to suck my dick. His was a gentler form of cock sucking. Slow and deliberate in its delivery of pleasure. He knew exactly what his movements were doing to me. One of the other men grabbed hold of my chin and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth, the other knelt and grabbed hold of my balls, licking them softly as his friend sucked on my cock. The man reached around me, snuggling up to my back and grabbing hold of my nipples. His cock was nestled between my asscheeks, rubbing up against my eager asshole as he pumped and kissed the back of my neck. He licked down my back to my ass, and placed a gentle kiss on my asscheek. He stood and grabbed at my nipples again, twisting until I thought I'd scream. His cock was no longer nestled between my asscheeks, rather it stood poised to enter me, pushing ever so gently. He made no move to penetrate, waiting for a signal from me. I gave it, raising my ass slightly and using my hands to part the cheeks. He pushed, oh so slowly, he pushed. I gasped at the shocking sensation, the two before me continuing their work on my cock and balls. The man was in, pushing his huge cock all the way in. I threw my head back, letting it rest on his shoulder. He let out a tiny moan that only I could hear, and began to fuck me. Oh, if only I could describe the sensations I was feeling as this enormous cock plowed into me with increasing force, for the man was intent on fucking me with the same power he'd done everything else, hard and furious. In and out the cock went, practically pulling out and then plunging back into me. The men before me switched their toys every once in a while, while the man beside me kissed me as he quietly jerked himself off. Suddenly he blew, spraying my thigh with his creamy love juice. That was it for me, I couldn't hold it any more. I blew my wad, filling a mouth with my steamy cum. Behind me the man plunged in to the hilt and blew his load deep into me, pulling me up against him as he came, and came. The man who'd stood beside had gone. The two before me stood, kissing and grabbing at each others faces, sharing my hot cum. I was still leaning on the man, who'd gone soft inside all the while kissing my neck and shoulders. "I live close by, buddy. Would you like to come over?" He said. I was stunned. He hadn't said a single word until just then, and the beauty of his voice caught me completely off guard. So deep, so masculine. "Did you know them?" I asked. "My friends. We all live in the same building." That said, how could I possibly refuse.