After the stud with the leather jacket shot his load on my face and in my mouth, I ran out of the theatre to find a bathroom. I asked the ticket clerk which way to go and he said, "Yum, upstairs."
I immediately turned to go up the stairs and tried my best not to swallow or to take in any of the cum that entered my mouth. I was terrified, but had never felt so sexual in my life.
At the top of the stairs, there were two bathrooms. One had a door and the other didn't. I went straight for the open room. There was a toilet out in the open and two urinals. A slim man who looked to be about thirty five or so, with wire rimmed glasses was sitting on the toilet rubbing his glistening cock. As soon as I entered the room we made eye contact and he licked his lips while he shook his dick at me.
I really wanted to rinse out my mouth and wipe my face off so I ignored him and turned to find the sink covered in black plastic with an "out-of-order" sign.
I turned and made my way to the other bathroom. As I pushed the door open, I was in a lounge area--this was obviously once a ladies room. The guy in the Abercrombie hat was sitting on a sofa reading a paper like it was the park. I guess he was resting up.
As I pushed the door open to enter the bathroom, I could feel the heat of the room rush out. I pushed forward and went straight to the sink. I cupped my hand under the faucet and filled it with water which I immediately brought to my mouth. I also splashed my face with water to rinse the jit from my cheek.
As I looked up and into the mirror, the reflection brought me to a standstill.
There was one guy, cut and muscular sitting on the toilet with nothing but trainers on. His legs were splayed open and there was another guy in jeans on his kness slurping his cock. His dick was red and very hard. It looked like it would burst into flames.
I never actually saw the muscular guys face because standing in front of him was a young guy of about twenty. He was facing out and had his ass backed into the mans face for a good rimming. He held a look of shear ecstasy on his face.
I turned to watch the show. The rim job went on for a couple of minutes. Suddenly the muscular guy pushed the jeans guy off his cock and pulled down on the other guys shoulders. He went down on the muscular guys cock like it was nothing. As it slipped into him he moaned with a smile and began to bounce wildly. Had anyone been able to video this scene they would be the next porno millionaire.
The guy in jeans stood up and hauled out his hard dick and began to wipe around the face of the guy getting fucked who seemed all to happy to take it in his mouth.
The muscular guy leaned around these two and said, "This ain't a show, either join in or get the fuck out!"
Kinda scared, I made my way back to the theatre. As I entered, there seemed like far less men roaming around. I turned and looked back and in the corner, I could see a crowd gathered.
I crossed the theatre and made a path to the crowd. There were about fifteen guys standing in a circle and in the center, there were several more. A young guy in a tee shirt and cargo pants seemed to be the center of attention. As he stood there, there was a guy standing behind him humping his hard cock on the guys covered ass and playing with his pecs. The guys tee shirt was pulled up around his neck and there was another guy to his side tonguing his left nipple.
On the floor there was a guy on his knees giving a very wet blow job to the t-shirt boy and there was a guy behind that dude fucking him. The t-shirt guy kept leaning over the one giving him a blow job and kissing the guy behind him. There tongues appeared to be fighting and you could hear the slurping.
The t-shirt kid stood and began pumping his cock with his own fist. He pushed away the kid on his knees and shot a load right over the dudes shoulder and onto the chest of the guy who was fucking him.
At this point all hell broke loose. Two guys in the circle dropped pants and bent over to be fucked by guys behind them. One guy dropped to his knees and began mouthing two other guys cocks and the others, for the most part, were stroking right there. I felt a hand around my waist and a hand go for my zipper. I was kinda startled and a little scared so I left.
I immediately regretted my decision and stayed up most of the night at my hotel thinking of what I saw and how good it felt. Now that I am back in New york, I hope to find a theatre like that here.
I know this story sounds like a fantasy, but it really did happen. If you doubt it, I suggest you stop by the Tom Kat theatre on Santa Monica Boulevard in Los Angeles.
If you have any suggestions where I might find a theatre like that in New york or just wanna chat, drop me a line at lollipopnyc@yahoo.com