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In the Movie Theater
By Simon Peter
Sometimes, I like to go online and chat. Once in a while, I even visit gay chat rooms, and if I am horny, I role play with others and jack off.
I meet this guy in a chat room. We talk about experiences for a while and move to fantasies. I am horny as hell and my erection is starting to hurt. We get to talking about having sex in public. He seems to enjoy public sex. I tell him that I have tried a few times: the beach, the public bath house.
<Hottie22: u mean u haven't been to Alhambra?>
<eddie1: the city in Spain?>
<Hottie22: LOL. No man. The movie house>
<Eddie1: here? In town?>
<Hottie22: yeah>
<eddie1: no. never heard of it>
<Hottie22: Fuck bro. u must. U know where the old rail station used 2 b?>
<eddie1: uhuh>
<Hottie22: its across the street. U cant miss it>
<eddie1: so whats so special abt it?>
<Hottie22: u gotta see for urself. Hot action>
<eddie1: just like that? In front of everyone else?>
<Hottie22: every1 else is doin something to every1>
<eddie1: fuck. U r right bud. I'll try it>
<Hottie22: im heading down there now. Will b there in 15>
<eddie1: I cld meet u there then>
Signing off, full with anticipation, my rod so hard it almost breaks off as I shove it inside my sweatpants, I decide to free-ball. I drive down to the old train station, my cock throbbing, tenting my sweatpants.
The movie house is where my chat buddy has said it would be. I walk into the foyer. Shit, this is one seedy place! I've been in seedy places before, especially when I travel, but that's for another story. I buy a ticket from this old man with a stubble, smoking shisha, looking bored as hell.
It's fucking dark inside. I fumble for the nearest seat and sit down. As my eyes start to get used to the darkness, I look around. On the screen, an old, Italian film is running. I see some shadowy figures in the front rows. I barely make out heads bent towards each other. Kissing, I presume. You can't tell what their gender is, but according to my chat buddy, all the clientele are male, some gay, some need a quick release, a few curious, like me. Once in a while, when I notice a single head sitting alone in a seat, another head suddenly pops up in front of him. Shit! This guy has just had a blowjob, I estimate, and my dick gets extremely hard, demanding instant attention.
The smell is horrible. It's a mixture of dank rot, cigarette smoke (the anti-smoke law in public places doesn't apply to this establishment, apparently), and body sweat. I seem to discern the scent of semen as well.
After about 5 minutes, the door opens and a guy walks in and takes the seat next to me.
"Eddie?" he whispers.
"Yea. Hottie?" I whisper back, smiling at his chat nick name.
"Hey, buddy," he reaches over and shakes my hand. "Nice to meet you in person."
"Same here, friend." I notice that the guy is quite good-looking, but on the heavy side. I prefer slim bodies, but, hey, in the dark, a fuck-hole is just like another fuck-hole.
"So, you made it, huh?" I can see his smirk. "You must be very horny to reach here so quickly."
I reach for his hand and place it on my crotch. My cock throbs. My chat buddy inhales as he grabs my tool and takes in the size.
"Man," his breathing is coming out faster, "this is one big cock you got!"
"Glad you like it, bro." I look around, with Hottie's hand rubbing my cock through the sweatpants. Now my sight is getting used to the dimness in the theater. "So are you going to just rub on my dick like this? How do we get some action?" I ask impatiently.
He squeezes my cock shaft. "Man, I'm already enjoying action right here."
"First, buddy, I don't even know your name. Second, I can get you in action in my apartment. I don't need to come here for that."
He keeps rubbing up and down my cock. "First, buddy, I'm Jake. Second, you can take me to your apartment any time," but he continues, "however, follow me."
He rises and fumbles his way, with me following, to the center of the theater hall, then climbs some stairs to the back of the theater. Jake turns his head backwards to me as we near the end of the aisle and says in a low voice, "We'll start some action. Just work with me, ok?"
"Ok," I whisper, my heart thumping, my cock throbbing.
There are two guys standing at the back wall, facing the screen. I look down to notice one of them stroking the other guy's cock through his jeans fly. Fuck! Just like that: stroking cock but both looking straight ahead, as if watching the movie on the screen. I bet they know shit of the Italian dialog.
Jake turns around right in front of the two guys, pulling me to him, and kisses my mouth. I put my hands around his waist and kiss back, reluctantly, my eyes darting around. My eyes meet the stare of the guy being stroked behind Jake. He winks at me and moves forward, the other guy's hand still stroking him, and he presses on Jake's back. I feel his hand reach between our crotches and he rubs both Jake's and my erections. I kiss Jake harder and press my crotch on the guy's hand.
The guy humps Jake's butt as he feels my hard cock. The other guy is kissing the side of his neck. I feel a hand on my butt. I freeze. I don't want to look around to see who is humping me. The hand rubs my butt cheeks slowly and I resume hand-fucking the guy pressing on Jake's ass, my mouth glued to Jake's lips.
We break for a breath, and Jake moves away sideways. The guy behind him is now standing right in front of me, his cock free since the other guy is busy on his knees, sucking on Jake's cock through his pants. The hand behind me slithers under my sweat pants and is now stroking my bare butt. The guy in front of me slowly slides down my sweats, baring my cock, and my ass. Moving forward, we press on each other, cocks throbbing. He is as tall as I am, has a beard, and looks to be in his thirties. He is fit. His shirt is open, revealing a thickly hairy chest.
We kiss. The guy behind me is pressing his cock on the side of my bare ass cheek while rubbing his hand on my butt and into my crack. Oh, boy! The theater is more than half-full and here I am sandwiched between two horny men! I can barely hear the Italian as I am kissing, grinding on a hard dick, and being humped by another, bare! Total strangers!
Jake is standing beside me, the other guy blowing away on his cock. He leans over towards us, and the hairy guy alternates his mouth between us. Then he kneels and takes me in his mouth. The guy behind me is trying to push his cock head into my hole. No way! He will never be able to penetrate because I really don't want to be fucked like that, so I squeeze my hole shut against his prodding.
"Open up, buddy," he whispers and nibbles on my ear lobe, his hand on my lower neck, pressing me to bend over for him. I can feel the stubble of his beard chafing my neck. I shake my head. No. He grabs my waist and humps my crack, in and out, pushing at my balls with his thrusting. I can feel his thick meat rubbing against the insides of my thighs. His breathing quickens and he shoots his load between my thighs. The guy sucking on my dick quickly moves away as the man's jizz hits his chest and pants.
"Fuck," he exclaims in a loud whisper. "Son of a bitch cummed on my fucking clothes. Fuck!" he says in an angry but hushed voice.
I laugh and pull up my sweats, feeling the man's cum trickling down my thighs.
I move away as the guy who's been sucking my dick pulls out a pocket-pack of tissue and starts rubbing cum off his pants. I can see white blobs sticking to the hair on his lower chest! I become even more horny.
Jake grunts and shoots his load into the mouth of the guy sucking him.
Shaking my head, I start back down the aisle as I whisper to Jake, "Not my scene, man, but thanks anyway."
On my way down, however, a man sitting in one of the aisle seats grabs my crotch. I turn to look down at him. He must be 40-something. He is stroking his dick. Damn. I'm horny in spite of the seediness. I turn to him and pull down my sweatpants. Shoving my still-hard cock into his mouth, I pound his face.
He gags but keeps on sucking. It takes me a few thrusts to squirt into his mouth. Pulling out of his mouth, I tuck myself into my sweatpants, whisper a thank-you, sir, and leave.
Exiting the movie theater, I think of that other theater I visited some time ago in Soho, London. But that's another story. I reach for my cell and call Jeanie. "Wanna come over, honey?" I croon into the phone. "My you-know-who seems to have missed you."
"Oh," she croons back. "Give me around an hour. Can you wait that long?" she teases.
"The later you get here," I quip, "the harder you-know-who is going to be on you."
I speed to my apartment for a quick shower before my girl comes over for a hot fuck! And, boy, is my dick ready for some wet pussy!
Jeanie arrives around 15 minutes later and I'm already on my second cigarette. I'm naked but still have my bath towel wrapped around my waist, my semi-erection tenting.
"Oh, we're all hot and ready," she plants her mouth on mine, pressing her beautiful body at me. I feel the points of her tits against my bare chest and I harden immediately in response. My hands fondle her butt cheeks as we tongue-kiss, grinding on each other.
"Baby," I say hoarsely. "You're so fucking hot. I so ache for you."
"Don't I know it," she giggles coyly. "Put the coffee on and let's have a smoke."
I do as I am told, sporting my erection, tented inside my towel.
After the coffee and smokes, we fuck. She's sweet in my arms. I feel her softness, freshness, cleanliness, healthy body. I suck on her hard nipples, finger her pussy lips, find her clitoris and rub it gently, feeling it getting wetter. When I slide into Jeanie, she is moaning and bucking, thrusting back onto my cock. I keep fondling her clitoris as I fuck her slowly. She bursts with hot juice, arching her back and thrashing her head from one side to the other, her eyes closed shut, her mouth wide open, twitching around my cock shaft. I let go of her clit, bend over her, push my tongue inside her mouth, and start a hard deep fuck, missionary. Her legs wrap tightly around my waist. Just before I feel my load building up and leaving my nuts, she orgasms again. Her fluids are hot on my cock and my pubes. I cum hard inside her.
Panting, sweating, I reach for the cigarettes, and we lie side by side, sated and gratified.