Watch Me at the Theater
Just like any other day, I was horny. Big surprise. Nothing new. I knew that none of my usual hookups would be up this late since it was almost midnight on a Tuesday. Most of them had serious 9-5 jobs that they had to be at. I rifle through my goody drawer of toys but nothing seemed to grab my attention. Looks like I’m going to be in for a loooong night, I guess.
The boredom starts to set in so I do what any other person does when they’ve got nothing else to do: I stare at myself in my full-length mirror and analyze myself. Surprisingly, my ass actually looks pretty good. My manager has started a trend where everyone does ten squats at the top of the hour during the work shift. It’s his way of trying to keep our blood pumping and energy up since we sit at our desks for eight hours a day. The squats are paying out after I try out several poses in the mirror and take a few selfies. I’m scrolling through the photos and decide to erase some of them since the lighting isn’t the best and the photos came out a little dark. How can I be proud of these nudes if you can’t even see what I’m trying to show off? Suddenly an idea enters my head. A solution for all of my energy that I’ve built up but have no way to exert. I slip on a VERY flexible pair of shorts, a t-shirt and some shoes. Won’t need underwear where I’m going. After grabbing my phone, wallet and a small bottle of lube, I’m off.
About 20 minutes later I can see the neon lights as I’m pulling up to the adult theater that’s closest to me. I had been in a couple of times before to purchase some things and to watch some movies. The first part of the store is the shop. There’s usually two people working at all times: one for running the register and one for running around the store to help people. Even though it’s a Tuesday night, the place has a surprising amount of people walking around. To the right of the shop is a long hallway that has individual booths on both sides where you can pay to watch whatever movie you want on your individual screen. Once a booth’s door is locked the light above the door turns from green to red, signaling that someone is in there and you shouldn’t jiggle the handle and interrupt. If someone is looking to suck some cock, they’ll look for a stall that’s being used and then go to the stall directly next to it. That’s right. These stalls have glory holes in them! I’ve used these a few times but that’s not why I came here. I wanted the left side of the shop. This is where the big rooms are. There are five big rooms that have projectors on the ceiling that show different genres of movies. One room may have a gay film. One may be showing threesomes. Role play. Cheesy films. You name it and it’ll come on the rotation at some point. Rows of folding chairs are placed in these bigger rooms to accommodate a bigger audience and some of them even have a couch or two available for more comfortable seating. Tonight, I have no interest in the individual stalls and I didn’t come to purchase anything.
I head up to the cashier to buy my way in to the theater side. The only bill I have is $20 because who carries a lot of cash these days? The cashier hands me back my $15 and I deposit it all in their tip jar with a smile. My motto has always been to take care of the employees and they’ll take care of you. He thanks me for the tip and tells me to enjoy my time, which I assure him that I will. It’s corny, I know. And I bet he hears stuff like that all the time. The entrance to the theater room is blocked off by a locked door and the cashier has to buzz you in. Entrance is easy as I find the door unlocked since the cashier is expecting me to go there. He knows what I’m here for.
Now I just have to decide what room I’ll “set up shop” in tonight. The first room is showing a man pounding a woman wearing a cheerleader’s uniform. Next. Second room has a close-up of a woman fingering herself while making the most obnoxious noises. Next. The third and fourth room aren’t worth mentioning. Turns out the fifth room is exactly where I need to be since it’s the room showing the gay porn. I don’t really pay attention to what the film is about since I know that the other patrons are here for what I’m here for: some dick. Coming from the dimly lit hallway to the even dimmer theater, I hang by the door as my eyes have to take a few moments to adjust. As I focus on the movie and slyly move my eyes around the room, I can make out several figures around the room. Seems there’s around ten people based on my quick glances. With the two couches being in the very back and them being occupied by a person each, I don’t want to seem too eager by directly joining them. Two rows in front of the couch seems to be my best bet for comfort right now. I pick out a chair that’s three spaces in from the aisle and settle in. On my way there, the floor is a bit sticky on my shoes. That’s always a great sign! Tonight’s movie is actually surprisingly good since the theme is public play. Being watched has always been a huge turn-on of mine.
After a while of watching the movie and rubbing my crotch, my dick has reached it’s full hardness and is ready for action. Before I decide to whip it on out, I have to read the room to make sure I’m not in the wrong place at the wrong time. Some guys are rubbing their pants. A few guys have their hands in their pants and are putting in the good work. Two guys seem to actually have their dicks already out and are casually stroking while watching the movie. Seeing these two guys stroking was all the invitation I need to move to my next step. I unzip and unbutton my shorts, pulling out my dick. It feels great to have it out in the open, feeling the breeze of the air conditioning gently caressing it. About 15 minutes go by of me stroking while watching the movie that I start to let my eyes wander around since obviously I have to check out the crowd. I didn’t come here to masturbate by myself. Could’ve stayed home for that.
From across the room and a row in front of me, I make eye contact with another man who is rubbing his cock gently through his jeans. He quickly averts his eyes which makes me let out of soft chuckle. No need to play shy in a place like this. Since he’s in front of me, he can clearly see that I have my dick out each time that he looks back at me. He finally moves over to my row but still leaves a seat in between us just in case the mood isn’t right. I look at him rubbing his crotch and he looks at me stroking my dick. He puts his hand on the chair between us and I move my hand from my dick, opening my legs a little bit for more relaxation. Keeping my eyes on the screen, I can just make out the fact that he’s leaning over to close the space and grab my dick. Upon contact his hand is so, so warm against my foreskin that’s been exposed to the air conditioning this entire time. Chills run through my body due to the stark contrast of temperatures. The sensation of having someone else stroke me feels absolutely amazing. Finally, he closes the gap by moving to the seat directly next to me. Now he’s got a better angle and can more comfortably jack me off. I reach across with my hand and start to rub the outline of his cock in his jeans and I can feel the warmth radiating from it. The man leans over to me and places his face in my neck and starts to kiss and lick me. Feeling this sends waves of pleasure through my body and before I know it, I’m sliding my shorts down to the floor. Seeing this, he moves over his other hand and starts to caress my balls while he strokes me. I decide to kick off my shorts and set them on the chair next to me so that I can be as comfortable as possible.
Spreading my legs so that he can get as much of my dick and balls as he wants, I inadvertently start to expose my hole to the man. Without missing a beat he quickly stops touching my balls and moves his hand to start rubbing my hole. Almost instantly I let out a small moan and I’m certain he hears it because I can see a small grin come across his mouth. Grabbing my shorts from the chair next to me, I find my bottle of lube. I take his hand that’s currently massaging my hole and apply some lube to it. Once he feels what’s being put on his hands, he instantly inserts his middle finger in to my awaiting ass. Just the first part and nothing more. This man knows how to keep me waiting for more. I can feel him moving his middle finger around my asshole, stretching it out bit by bit as he still strokes my dick. The sensation of him working my hole definitely activates my mood to bottom and things take a different turn. Without thinking, I stand up and present my ass to his face. He instantly inserts his face between my cheeks and starts exploring my most sensitive areas with his mouth. I’m in absolute heaven as his tongue repeatedly moves in and out of my hole. It’s only after a few minutes do I realize what I’ve done: I’ve stood up in front of a room of around ten people (last time I guessed) and currently have a man eating me out. I look around and notice that many eyes are on me and I can feel my dick start to leak precum. Out of the people that are keeping eyes on us, I can see that they’re not even watching the movie being project on the wall. I’m the star of the show now. Soon, the man’s tongue leaves my hole and I can feel it being replaced by two fingers. I’m not saying that I’m opened up to the max and ready to go, but his fingers definitely slid in without an issue. He could feel that I had no problem taking in those first to fingers, so he slides in another two. There was a little bit of struggle with these so I end up applying more lube to his hand. Moving from gently to more forceful he keeps moving his fingers in and out of my ass. The room is starting to heat up (at least for me) and I decide to take off my shirt. This is also an invitation to play with my nipples since they’re super sensitive and he immediately picks up on it, moving his free hand to reach around and grab a nipple with the slightest force.
With the tweaking of my nipple, my ass starts to squeeze down on his fingers. I can’t believe how lucky I’m getting this evening as I can feel my nipples getting harder by the second. Other guys in the room have moved closer to get a better look at what’s going on. The room is starting to smell of sex and it’s turning me on even more. I notice that there’s a bit of friction with the man’s fingers to I reach for some more lube. Damn it!! Looks like my bottle is running low. I turn back to tell him that we’re going to have to cut this short since I’m out of lube and I see that he had opened his jeans at some point, revealing his cock and balls to the room. His dick was perfectly shaped and his balls were just the right size to drive me crazy. I drop down to my knees and take one of his balls in my mouth. He tastes absolutely amazing and the scent is close to heaven. Pretty soon I move to his other ball and give it the same tongue bath that I gave the other. During this, I notice that parts of my face are getting wet. What could this be? I wipe a bit of the moisture off of my face and look at it on my fingers. It’s cum. He’s been dripping precum on my face while I’ve been worshiping his balls. I look at him to check how he’s doing and he’s watching me play with his precum on my fingers. I quickly place his fingers in my mouth to clean them and then move my mouth to the head of his dick. His precum is sending electricity through my body as I’m using my tongue to slowly lick the head to gather any juices I missed.
At the same time, this is too much but not enough. I need to be fucked and fucked hard. I remember that I’m out of lube and silently curse myself for not being more prepared.
“Hold that thought,” I say to the man as I release his dick from my mouth.
I stand up to grab my clothes so that I can go to the cashier and buy some lube so that I can continue the party. Once I grab my shorts, a thought enters my mind… Checking my watch, I see that it’s just after 12:30am. The store shouldn’t be that busy out front. With as worked up as I am, I decide that I may as well do something wild and spontaneous. Instead of putting on my shorts, I pull my wallet out of the pocket and set the shorts back down on the chair.
“Be right back!”
As I arrive to the front door to leave the room playing the gay porn, I turn back and see that every person in the room is watching me. Such a thrill! Opening the door to lead out to the hallway, my eyes squint as I’m forced to face the change in lighting. Walking to the doorway that leads back to the main part of the shop, I look up and focus in on the security cameras that are placed throughout the store. Are these just for monitoring the actual time? Do they record? Will someone have access to this footage later? Is someone watching me now? The questions racing through my head made my cock leak even more precum. I could feel it getting stuck in the hairs of my legs as I walked. Passing through the door to the main shop, I have to walk a few aisles of toys over to the front desk where the cashier is located. He seems startled to see me at first but then his look of confusion quickly changes to a look of happiness.
“Hey there! Looks like you’re having a good time here. What can I do for you?”
“One of those medium-sized bottles of lube, please.” I point to the brand I normally get and he removes it turns to grab it. Before I can even realize what’s happening, I’m stroking my foreskin back and forth as he’s placing the bottle on the counter. “Ten dollars like always?” I know the price of this bottle. Not my first time buying it, nor my last.
“This one’s on the house,” he says. Before sliding the bottle over to me, he pops open the top of the lid to make sure the product is ready to be quickly used by me.
As I’ve said before and will continue to say, take care of the employees and they’ll take care of you. I kindly thank him for the gift and tell him that I hope to see him around soon. Grabbing the bottle and turning around, another thought comes to my mind.
“Can you recommend me a cockring? I’d like to keep my hard-on going for as long as possible tonight..”
“Of course! They’re over in the corner of the room. One moment.” He sticks his head in to the backroom to warn the other employee that he’s stepping away from the register for a moment. As he comes out from around the counter, I can see that he’s got a pretty hefty outline in his pants. He points the way towards the other side of the room and we both make our way over there. We pass a few other customers of the shop and they turn to watch me, almost as if they’re in a trance. They could have the winning lottery numbers in front of them and they wouldn’t know since they’re staring at me. Finding the cock rings, the cashier asks me what size I’d like. Having never worn a cockring before in my life, I sheepishly admit that I am not experienced with this toy.
“Not a problem,” he exclaims. As he drops down to his knees, he pulls a tape measure out of his pocket. “Gotta get this nice and hard so we can see what the correct size of ring is.” Without hesitation, he grabs my dick and starts stroking. It’s one thing to be jacked off by another guy, but it’s a completely different level of sexiness to be jacked off out in the open of a sex shop in front of random people. Knowing that others are watching me, my cock is easily the hardest it’s ever been. He takes out the tape measure and wraps it around my dick and balls. After spending a few moments making sure the measurements are exact, he picks out a package of cock rings and says this should be the exact fit for me. Opening the package, he picks out one of the things and first moves it over my dick. As he gets to the base of my dick, he expertly stretches the ring out so that it also wraps around under my balls. The sensation feels so odd and I’m taking a moment to let myself adjust. After what seems like forever, my cock feels like it’s being charged with electricity. I look down and see that the cashier is simply stroking my dick.
“Woah! Is this what having a cockring on feels like? I’ve never had anything feel this great on my dick.”
“Glad you enjoy it, cutie. I’ve got to get back to work now. Just like the lube, this one is on the house. Maybe we can get together later? I’m at work for a while longer but I’d love to see how you can put this dick to use.”
I thank him for the second gift and start to make my way back to the theater. Feeling my dick move with each step in addition to having the cockring on is driving me mad. I can tell that I’m close to cumming if I were to touch my dick for even a split second. Arriving to the door to enter back in to the theater, I grab the handle so I can go back in. It’s locked… What the hell?! I must have just tried the door before the cashier could buzz me back in. Looking up at the security camera above the door, I smile. How many naked men with dripping cocks could they be waiting to buzz in to the theater room? Surely I’m the only one. As I make my way to the counter to ask to be let in to the theater room again, I don’t see the cashier nor the other employee. Doing a quick glance around the store, I still don’t see them. That’s when I realize that the cashier is down on his knees in front of the cash register, on the customer side. He’s cleaning the glass case with a towel
“Hey. I’m trying to get back in to the theater. But you gotta do the nightly cleaning, I guess,” I say as I make my way closer to him.
“Well, the counter was already cleaned for this shift. Already marked off on my list. SOMEONE had to come through and get their precum all over it.” He moves his eyes from my face down directly to my cock, which is still leaking.
“Oh shit. I’m so sorry, man! I didn’t realize I was dripping everywhere other than my legs. I can help you clean it if you want.”
“No worries! I already cleaned the glass, but maybe it’s me who can help you clean it.” As he finished that sentence, he scooted over closer to me and immediately put the head my dick in his mouth. I can feel his warm tongue moving all over my head and separating my slit, trying to swallow down every drop he can get. This goes on for a few minutes until he’s satisfied. He got up and moved back to his side of the counter, letting me know that he’d buzz me in now.
I quickly find my way back to the room showing the gay porn. A tinge of guilt crosses through my mind as I realize that I essentially ditched the guy who was eating my ass. Now that I have enough lube, I’ll be able to make it up to him by letting him use my ass until he dumps as many loads as he wants in to me. Letting my eyes adjust, it looks like the crowd has shuffled around a bit from when I last left the room. I make my way over to where I was sitting and plop myself down on the chair. Looks like the man from before has left. Kinda makes me feel like an asshole since I kept him waiting but maybe we’ll cross paths again in the future. The movie projecting on the screen now is getting really good, so I decide to prop my feet up on the backs of the empty chair in front of me. This gives me a better angle so that I can finger my hole while I stroke my dick. Even though I just bought the bottle of lube, I use my own precum to wet my hole and stick two fingers in to start working myself over. Being naked in front of all of these random people while focusing on my own sexual pleasure is amazing and is definitely giving me some jackoff fuel for later. A man in the row ahead of me moves closer and tells me how hot I look.
“Can I take a photo of you,” he asks me as he’s getting his phone out of his pocket. I love being the center of attention and having my photos taken turns me on even that much more.
“Sure!” I let him take a few photos of me on his phone while I’m moving my foreskin up and down as well as fingering myself. He captures photos of me from a few angles while giving me words of encouragement. As good as he’s making me feel about myself, I decide that I also want to keep some photos to remember this night. I go to grab my phone off of the chair next to me and something strikes me as odd, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Looking at the chair I can see my keys, wallet and phone. Seems like I should have more stuff on the chair. What’s missing? Oh well. If it’s that important, I’m sure I can replace the items later.