Watch Me at the Theater Chapter 2
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Drawing my attention back to the man using my phone to take the pictures of me I decide to get a bit more daring with my poses. I stand up, turn away from him and bend over the chair to expose my ass. Using one hand to steady myself, I use the other hand to pull on one of my cheeks so that he can get a better view of my hole. The movie playing in the background switches to a dimly lit scene so I mention to the man that he should turn on the flash on my phone. It takes a few photos for my eyes to adjust to seeing the flash but I can start to see that there are a few other guys in the room watching our little photo shoot. From what I can tell, a few of them have their dicks out and are stroking! My dick begins to throb a little, pushing out some precum and dripping down on to my legs. My need for attention is only growing strong…
Thoughts of other ways to have fun start to fill my mind as I tell my impromptu photographer to switch the camera to video mode. Once he’s started, the flash is permanently on, meaning that I’ve got my very own spotlight in the middle of the room for everyone to see me naked. As I turn around to face the man I drop down to my knees and start to open his pants. Unbuttoning the top, pulling down the zipper and removing a hard dick is something that seems to come so naturally to me. I’ve done it at least a hundred times before and I’ll do it a hundred times again. Muscle memory. He films me moving my hand up and down his dick for a few moments before I sink just a little bit lower on my heels and open my mouth to receive his dick. I don’t just dive in immediately; I’m not an amateur. There has to be a bit of foreplay first, so I stick out my tongue and place the head of his dick directly on top. Almost immediately I move my hands to his hips, not only so I can balance myself but so that I can control his movement. My timing was perfect because I could feel him trying to push the rest of his dick in my mouth. My hands stop him from pressing farther and I start to rub my tongue on the underside of his head: back and forth, side to side, up and down, around in circles. You name it. This goes on for about five minutes when his dick jerks around and I hear him let out a moan as shivers start running through his body. This is my cue to close my mouth around the entire head and I start to massage the entire head with my tongue. My taste buds are being overwhelmed by the now-steady flow of his precum. My favorite late night snack and I can’t get enough. Relaxing my throat as I make my way to the base of his dick, I insert my fingertips in to the top of his pants and underwear.
I start to inhale his scent as my nose is finally being buried in his pubes and it’s like pheromones being sent straight to my pleasure center. His pubes are just long enough to tickle my nose but not long enough to be inconvenient. Spending a few moments in this position, I start to flex my throat and mouth which massages his dick as he starts to run his free hand through my hair. Having my hair played with sends shivers down my spine and I instinctively let out a moan, letting him know that I like where his hand is. I need to come up for air and it’s time for a change of position so I slowly move my head all the way back to the tip of his dick and release it from my mouth. Just based off of my peripheral vision I can see three, maybe four guys standing near us as they enjoy the show. With my fingers still hooked in the top of his pants and underwear, I immediately pull them down all the way to his ankles so that I can also have access to his balls. Before he can even protest I have my mouth around the left side of his balls and I’m running my tongue all over it. I roll his ball around on my tongue and even give it a little nibble which makes him let out a small yelp. I angle my head to look up at him and make eye contact but all I can see is the light from my phone as the flash is still turned on while he’s recording. Knowing that I can’t see his face makes this hookup even that more anonymous and that’s exactly what I came here for.
Without releasing his ball I open my mouth slightly and switch from breathing through my nose to breathing through my mouth so that it starts to send breezes over the wet skin. This has always been a fan favorite when I’m giving head. I close my mouth back around it and gently pull on his sack downwards with my lips while my hands are caressing his bare legs. Now that I’ve spent a good amount of time on the left side, I decide to move my mouth to the right side and mirror the techniques I so skillfully displayed on the left side. Only this time I start stroking his dick while I’m working because I know I need to get his precum flowing for my next plan. A man a few feet away lets out a few short moans as he cums on the floor in front of him. Guess that means I’m doing a good job.
“Follow me. I’ve got an idea.” He moves the phone to look at my face to get some clarification and I can see the confusion in his face. A smile creeps across my face.
Without letting go of his dick, I stand up, grab my bottle of lube from the chair and turn around so that we can make our way to the back of the room where the couch is. Since I’ve got one hand around his dick, he’s got one hand on his phone and I’m already walking, he doesn’t have a choice but to keep up with me without pulling up his pants. Looking back as we’re walking I can see that he’s shuffling while trying to stay upright since he’s being dragged by his penis with his pants around his ankles. Not wanting to miss the next part of the show, a few of the guys who were watching us so far make their way to the back with us. I lean over the left arm of the chair and prop my right leg on the seat of the couch to let the world get a good shot at my ass. I know my pal is still right behind me because I can feel the heat radiating from his body. Putting a bit of lube on my hands, I reach behind me and mix it with his precum that I’ve been working so hard to get so that his dick is now both hard and slippery. A little more lube makes its way to my exposed hole and I slip two fingers in and pull on the edges a bit so that I can start to open up.
“Ready,” the man asks me. I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life.
I remove my fingers from my ass and dip my torso down so that my ass sticks out farther in the air. He takes this as my signal that I’m ready and I feel him lining up the head of his dick with my ass. Breathing out, I start to relax my muscles and push out a little bit so that my hole opens up easier to take him in. After putting the head in almost to the point where it’s about to completely pop in (which I find the most pleasurable part) he pulls it back out. Hmm. Maybe he’s getting cold feet? That thought vanishes he puts the head back to my ass and pushes in to where he previously was and edges just a little more in, yet still not all the way before he completely pulls out again. For some reason it never occurred to me that I may not be the only one in this situation who knows what they’re doing because this is definitely driving me wild with both pleasure and anticipation. Looking around I can see that some men are jerking off to our show, some are recording with their phones and some are doing both. A few more rounds of inserting and releasing go by and I’m certain that each time will be the last before he finally decides to put the entire head in. Removing the head all of those times meant that my hole was opening to the girth of his dick, receiving that release of feeling empty then closing back.
But this time was different. Now my hole was trying to close back down after the head but it was useless. Now his dick was actually inside me and I can finally relax as I know I’m about to be in for a wild ride. Slowly, he moves in dick in me until I can feel his familiar pubes connecting with my ass. I push my ass out some just so I can feel him push in me just that much more. With how much I’ve moved back, my dick is now no longer pressed in between the couch and my body so it’s just dangling underneath me. With the amount of ecstasy I’m in, I can just barely make sound come from my mouth.
“Fuck me.”
Hearing that, his dick slowly starts to pull out of me until just the head is left in and then he picks up the pace just the smallest amount to push all the way back in me. Reaching the point where he’s back in me all the way he hits my prostate again and my dick throbs. Looking down I can see that my dick is massively producing precum and it’s dripping all the way down to the floor. A few more trial runs of pulling his dick out the pushing it back in, he knows I’m ready for a good pounding as he lets go of all formalities and shoves his dick in to the base as hard and fast as he can. A sound escapes my mouth that I’ve never heard before as this is easily the horniest I’ve ever been. Being in public. Fully naked. People watching and recording me as I’m being fucked. Sure, all of these things are hot in their own way but altogether? I’m in heaven.
I notice that the room has fallen quiet except for the sounds of my ass being worked over and the men around me jacking off. I turn my head slightly and realize that the movie on the projector has finished and the main menu is being displayed. Suddenly the door to the room swings open and the cashier sticks in head in. Busted. Everyone in the room stops as they watch the cashier for his next move. Sure, me being naked while buying the lube was one thing but actively getting fucked may be crossing the line. As the cashier gets his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he spots our little group and doesn’t make a face. He leaves the room for just a split second and I’m ready for the jig to be up. Before I can process my panic, the door opens again and the cashier is now walking in the room. This time he has a mop and a bucket. The fact that they mop the floors was a surprise to me since the floors were always… sticky. What’s odd to me is that he doesn’t start mopping as soon as he gets in. Making his way to the first row of chairs from the door, he pulls out a small flashlight and does a quick sweep of the light across the floor in front of the chairs and moves to a chair to mop up whatever mess he found. Shoe prints? Dirt? Spilled drink? I have no idea what he found. As he turns to move to the second row of chairs, he and the guy who was fucking me make eye contact for a moment. Seeing the cashier nod to him and then carrying on mopping, that was all the approval we needed to keep going about our business. I don’t even get to tell him to fuck me again before he’s thrusting all the way in and out of me without any care in the world.
Knowing that we had been caught and waiting for his approval to continue took maybe two minutes in total but it felt like years. Everyone had been motionless except for me and the man fucking me. The man fucking me had continued flexing his penis the entire time as it had been resting on my prostate. Receiving that prolonged pleasure for the two minutes had me producing more precum than I had ever seen for the entire time we were frozen in place, making a decent sized pool of it between my feet. Still getting fucked with no end in sight, I look back at the cashier to see where’s at and I see that he’s standing near where I was originally sitting and he’s mopping the floor. I don’t remember walking through any mud and I can’t think of the floor being particularly sticky at that spot. Then he moves a couple of chairs over to where the first onlooker was standing and had blown his load on the floor. Oh god. He’s not mopping for just any reason – he’s here to mop up the cum. Panicking, I look down and see the huge mess I’ve been making for the past 15 minutes and my heart starts to beat even faster knowing that he might possibly come all the way back here.
This fuck is entirely too good to stop just because someone is mopping across the room. I’ve been fucked in worse situations but I won’t touch on those just yet. More and more, my ass is getting worked and I’m making a mess on the floor…
“Excuse me? Can I get in here for a quick moment?”
Oh god. The time has arrived. The cashier has arrived with the mop and he’s got it set on the floor next to us so he can mop up the mess I’ve been making. Before I can respond, the man fucking me pulls his dick completely out, leaving my ass feel incomplete and wanting more. He scoots over to the left side of the couch, pulls me over, turns me around so that I’m facing him and sets me down on the arm of the couch. All in one swift movement, he has me laying down on my back with my back still resting on the arm of the couch, my legs around his waist and he’s finding my waiting hole with the head of his dick. He grabs my hips and shoves his dick all the way in with no warning. I can feel the sweat from his face dripping on to me as he thrusts harder and harder. I turn my head to see how the cashier is taking this and he’s simply mopping up the mess I’ve been making in front of this couch. My eyes roll in the back of my head as I’m enjoying every moment of this and I just relax and enjoy it for a few moments. Coming back to my senses, I open my eyes and realize that the cashier is still next to us. He’s no longer mopping but instead he has his neck craned and he’s watching the man’s dick pump in and out, in and out. Maybe the cashier felt me staring at him because he turned his head to me and we made eye contact. I see his eyes trail down my body and they stop at my dick, which has been flopping around these last few minutes and flinging precum all over my torso and legs.
“May I?” I nod at him and he sets the mop back in the bucket. Moving closer to me, he grabs my dick and gives me a few strokes. Still with his hand gripped around my dick, he takes his thumb and works the inside of my foreskin, making sure to take advantage of how slick the head of my dick is. Every time he hits the underside of my head, my body jerks in pleasure. Removing his thumb that’s soaked in my precum, he moves it to my mouth and I suck it clean. I feel a warm sensation on the head of my dick as I’m sucking the cashier’s thumb. Looking down I can see that he’s expertly swirling his tongue all inside my foreskin to lap up as much of my juice as he can. This in addition to having my ass fucked mercilessly by the random man is just enough to send me over the edge.
“Uhh, hey guys? Guys! I’m close.” I don’t know how, but the man fucking me seems to fuck me even harder than he has been. The cashier decides to take my entire dick in to his mouth all the way down to the base. “So fucking close. I’m gonna cum!!!”
No sooner than my last words leave my mouth, my dick starts erupting in to the cashier’s mouth and I feel him clenching his throat to swallow every bit while massaging my dick. The orgasm also means my ass is clamping down tightly on the dick of the random man, which also sends him over the edge as I can feel his warm cum shooting so deep in to my ass that I swear I can almost taste it. As my orgasm subsides and my dick starts to become sensitive, the cashier pulls his mouth off of my dick and moves to my face and we start making out. The man on the end slowly pulls his dick out, finishing with giving my ass a hard smack which makes my hole clench even more. The room gets a little bit darker as the man who fucked me is turning off the flash on my phone since we’re done with our grand performance. Handing back my phone, I decide to sit there for a few moments and massage my asshole, dick and rub the remnants of my cum across my chest as I watch the men around me finish jacking off and they leave one by one.
Standing up, I can feel the huge load inside my ass start to drip out and fall down my legs. The cashier grabs his mop and starts to work on the area where the voyeurs were standing near me as I make my way back to my original seat to gather my belongings and head home. I’ve already got my phone and lube in my hand so that’s already a good portion of my stuff. Arriving at my chair, I set them down with my wallet and keys so I can get dressed. Now I know why something seemed off earlier when I was looking at my the chair that was holding my stuff: my clothes are gone! Thinking that I just threw them a few chairs over in the heat of the moment I start to look around. They’re not in the next few chairs so I do a trip from the very front of the room to the very back of the room just to be sure.
Nothing. My clothes are actually gone. If I had to guess, I would say my clothes disappeared probably around the same time that the man disappeared when I went to go buy lube. Maybe that was his revenge on me since he thought I ditched him. What’s bad for him and good for me is that this isn’t revenge at all. It’s an added bonus. Just as I’m about to make my way to the lobby so I can leave, I’m once again confronted with the fact that I have a heavy load of warm cum dripping down both of my legs. Not wanting to be rude, I make my way over to the cashier who’s still mopping up in the back.
“Hey… This is going to seem weird but I actually had my clothes stolen. I looked all over the room and they’re not here. Not really an issue for me since it’s clear I don’t mind people seeing me naked. My problem is that I do need to walk out of this room and all the way through the store to the front door with cum all over my legs.”
“No worries,” says the cashier as he lets out a small chuckle. “I’ll follow right behind you, mopping up the mess as you go.”
Sure enough, he followed me to the front door with the mop in his hands, taking care of the drops I was leaving on the floor. This attracted the eyes of some of the late night patrons who were still in the store. I’m met with a bit of a shock when I arrive to the front door. It’s starting to get light outside. How long was I getting fucked in there? Reaching my car at the far end of the parking lot, I start to make my drive home and wonder how things will go for me when I have to make my way from my car to my third floor apartment, in the daytime and while people are leaving for work.