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Trigger warning, the 1st part of this story includes gay bashing! Proceed at your own risk. -----'--------------------------------------------------------- Barry, Jason and Chris would become quite a force to be reckoned with. Our story starts with Barry. Since it begins with Barry, old enough to have come out before the AIDS pandemic it takes a while to get to the yet unheard of topic of gift giving and chasing. Barry would eventually make his living as an artisan. He became a cabinet maker of one of a kind furniture that sold at generous prices providing him with a comfortable living. This professional pursuit and creativity suited his mild mannered, introverted personality very well. His passion was studying each piece of wood, each knot and grain, each colour and hue, practically letting the wood dictate the shape and style of every piece he sculpted. Every dovetail joint fit together with exacting precision. Every finish dictated by the unique muse of the piece. The meditative hours of sanding and polishing were soothing to his soul. From adolescence he knew he was gay and liked sex but could see it didn't have the driving force for him that it had for most of his buddies. In college he was quite content to join his friends at one of the neighborhoods gay bars for a beer and listen to their sexual exploits,but, he was usually quite content to head home early and alone. On the few occasions he did hookup things would rarely develop beyond oral. If they did he always topped. He really wasn't interested in exploring beyond that. Near the end of his college days his best friend talked him into sharing a jug of draft instead of Barry's usual choice to stop at one beer. When Barry's brain was a little on the intoxicated side the friend convinced Barry to accompany him to the local cruising park. It was a very dark overcast night so even though Barry could tell from hushed voices and whispers that there were men around all he could really see was the sporadic glow of cigarettes or the odd flash from a lighter. His friend shared a word or two with men they met on the paths. Barry became particularly enamoured by a guy with a classic Marlboro Man face and stance. His best friend encouraged him to chat up this stranger while excusing himself suggesting "let's meet up for brunch tomorrow and exchange notes on our adventures. " The chat with the Marlboro Man soon progressed to kissing. The kissing soon proceeded to fondling and groping. Soon both their erections were out of their pants. The Marlboro Man quickly turned his back, dropped his jeans, leaned into a tree trunk and presented his ass. With only spit for lube Barry's six inch cock was buried in the presented hole. It was not long before Barry sensed someone over his right shoulder. Continuing a leisurely fuck he turned his head and smiled into the face which was far closer than he had anticipated. The stranger took this invitation to hug Barry from behind and start unbuttoning Barry's shirt while nibbling his ear sending pleasurable shudders through Barry's body. Marlboro Man noticed, looked back and smiled while more aggressively humping his ass on Barry's naked cock. Barry loved the stranger's calloused hands stroking his heavily haired chest and belly. He put up no protest when the stranger unfastened Barry's pants and pushed them and his briefs down to his knees. The stranger's mouth soon found Barry's exposed hole and his tongue joined in the fucking rythm. Barry blasted off into a new world of experience never having been tongue fucked before. After what felt like forever but was probably only a couple of minutes the stranger's cock head was pushing against Barry's hairy hole. Barry hesitated for a split second and then thought 'what the hell, why not?' When the head penetrated the pain was hot and more than Barry thought he could bear. The stranger seductively whispered into his ear to relax and the Marlboro Man pushed back even more insistently. Reluctantly Barry took some deep breaths and instinctively also found his ass pushing back to impale himself further. Soon the pain turned to pleasure and all three relaxed into a vigorous rhythm. It did not take Barry's balls long to send the familiar signal. He warned the Marlboro Man. The stranger piston slapped Barry's ass and Barry shot over the edge blasting his load into the ass in front of him. His ass contractions brought the stranger over the top and rope after rope of hot cum began to coat Barry's gut walls for the first time in his life. Before he could even start to process this experience a husky voice over his left shoulder called out, "my turn, let me in." The first cock in his ass pulled out with a plop sound and was immediately replaced by a thicker longer one which unloaded as it was roughly pushed inside. Again, before he could think through the unfolding events a new even thicker cock was assaulting his bowels and pounding away. The Marlboro Man removed himself and Barry took his place leaning against the tree trunk for stability for the duration of his third fuck and breeding. More guys had gathered around, but Barry declined their offers to continue the breaking of his no longer virgin ass. He found his way home on his own and on arrival debated expelling the copious cum in the toilet or wearing briefs to bed should it leak out in his sleep. Noticing just how exhausted he was he crawled into bed naked and slept the sleep of the dead. Uncharacteristically he slept in only awaking in time to head off and meet his best friend for brunch. Sitting alone he noticed an internal angry fuming realizing his friend was keeping him waiting yet once again. He got up and grabbed the local newspaper, something to occupy himself as he waited. His blood ran cold when he saw the cover story. 'Gay man's body found in cruising park. ' Though no name was given Barry knew in his bones the dead man was his best friend. Barry never visited that or any other cruising park again. It would take a couple of years before he would even think about having sex again. During these years he became a bit of a recluse and poured his entire life energy into perfecting his furniture building knowledge and skills. Slowly, very slowly the icy grief in his blood began to thaw and he eventually started to reconnect with life beyond the confines of his wood work shop. ---------------------------------------------------------- The opening scene of the play was in a raucous gay bar. The two central characters were slim, tall, handsome young men who had just been introduced to each other by mutual friends. Amidst the usual friendly banter the audience can see a growing mutual interest between Fred and Stan, the handsome leads. The darker of the two, Fred, led his new acquaintance away from the group of friends and up to the bar. He ordered two shots of Jägermeister from the muscular shirtless bar tender. One shot and toast leads to five and the two star characters are seen stumbling arm in arm from the bar. With the magic of theater we see them emerge back on stage climbing a set of stairs to enter a bedroom. Increasingly loud techno beat music plays as amid kisses and groping every stitch of clothing is ripped off and the two men fall into bed. Legs are hoisted to shoulders and Stan groans as it appears Fred is penetrating his co-star. Black out as the hypnotic erotic music continues. Within a moment the volume of the music begins to diminish as the flood lights slowly come back up. The coupling on the bed clearly reaches it's climax as Fred groans and his body convulses and he collapses on Stan. Heavy breathing as they each regain their composure. Fred then rolls off and they each lie on the bed fully exposed. Stan moves to sit on the side of the bed bent over with his head in his hands. Clearly distressed, "You just fucked me bareback and came inside me man ... I don't even know you ... what were you thinking?" "You didn't stop me. " defensively from Fred The scene plays out with an argument about the dangers and ethics of bareback sex in the midst of AIDS. We learn two important details, it is 1987, and Fred is HIV positive. Soon Fred has retrieved and pulled on underwear. Stan remains naked through the ongoing argument. The anger crescendos and eventually escalates into a wrestling match. Fred pins Stan to the floor. They stare each other down with anger for a deafening moment of silence. Fred then forcefully kisses Stan. At first Stan resist but then relents allowing himself to be sucked into the passionate exchange. All of a sudden Fred lifts and bends the naked man over his bed. Fred rips off his underwear and mounts Stan from behind. Black out. Intermission. The second part opens with Stan waking alone, naked and sweating profusely. The story develops with his visit to the STD clinic and positive HIV diagnosis. The second last scene has a dramatic confrontation in the gay bar between the co-stars. Fred is clearly not the least bit remorseful about his actions and Stan flees the bar in tears. As the stage lights black out the bar they emerge to show a naked Stan weeping on his bed. The curtain falls and the audience is on their feet. When the co-stars come out for their bow Fred is in his bar apparel and Stan is completely and unabashedly naked. They hug mid-stage before turning and walking to the front of the stage to bow for their adoring audience. At the after party Barry was delighted to be introduced to Jason, the blonde actor with the swimmers built who had played the staring role of Stan. Barry had already been entranced by Jason before his clothes came off on stage. It was Jason who asked Barry, his senior by at least twenty years, "Your place, or mine?"
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I think we all like to visit the sex theaters and have fun every now and then, I know I do. But I especially like the smell you get when you walk in. I hope you guys know what I'm talking about. Almost a kind of dirty smell but assuming it's a mix of dirt, sweat, spit, cum and dick and ass odor. I get hard thinking of the smell and being surrounded by and adding to it when I'm having fun at these places. Anyone else feel the same?? Would love to hear about it.
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I'm looking for a friend of mine who loves to make people cum. She just moved to Cleburne area and has no money or transportation. She is bi. She won't fuck guy's but will fuck women. She might even be interested in a friendly facilitator. There is little she won't do. She lives with extended family and takes care of her sick father. She will only play as a female. She will not play as her old self a male. She doesn't require payment of any sort as she loves what she does but drinks, smokes, makeup donations would go a long way to help her! She is on Facebook by the name Naomi Nicole Yanick. She only asks that you send her a friend request first before messaging her! Any questions before contacting her I'll do my best to answer.
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Preface: This story if 100% true. You also have to know I enjoy getting fucked in public situations. Last night I was in a slutty mood for cock, in fact, my hole was twitching, so I went to the local ABS here in town where there is an arcade where, after paying the admission, there are ample booths to cruise. Of course the arcade is hit or miss, so I decided to go to the all-male theater. I paid the admission, entered the theater and waited for my eyes adjust to the dark. Immediately I could see a naked guy going down on another guy. This has promise, I thought to myself as I took a seat in the front of the theater, enjoying the show. Soon the cock sucker stood-up and came over to me. He was about 6’, 190 pounds, had a somewhat hairy chest, and a nice cock, probably about 6” soft. I should say right now that during the summer months, I shave all my body hair off so I’m smooth all over. I find it very sexy myself, and it’s cooler. Plus, smooth guys get me hot. Okay, back to the theater. The guy leaned over, and jabbed his tongue into my mouth for a very deep, sloppy kiss, which I found very hot, so I kissed him back, our tongues swirling around each other. Feeling for his cock, I began stroking him, and as I did so, he slid his his hand down my tank and rubbed my nipple. Now, my nipples are the quickest way to turn me on, in fact, I call them my 'whore buttons': rub them the right way, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for a guy. I suggested we move to the back of the theater, where there is a small couch. We get back there and I strip nude. I don’t know how he knew I was a bottom, but suddenly he has me almost upside down, ass up on the couch. I’m so horny; I’m ready for whatever happens. He’s rubbing my ass and my hole, getting me even hotter. He puts lube on my ass and puts two fingers in my hole, rolls them around stretching me open, and then I feel even more fingers, which is even hotter. I’m hitting the poppers and flying. He starts to put his entire hand in my ass. I’m not new to fisting, but this wasn’t the place, and I didn’t have any J-lube. I let him know that that won't happen here. So he gently slides his rock hard cock in my hole. I love the feeling. I can feel the veins on his cock slowly moving over my outer ring. The sensation is glorious. Just what the piggy ordered. Slowly in and out a couple of times, then he plays with my hole again. I’m in heaven. I love ass play. While I’m lying upside down, he pushes his cock back into my hole and he leans over and kisses me. We play tongue hockey for awhile, and it’s at this point I beg him for his load in my hole. He doesn’t say anything, but stands back up, and pulls out. He begins jacking his cock, and just as he’s about to shoot, he slides it in back in my greasy hole. He started convulsing and moaning loudly. I feel him shoot his cum in my guts. I thank him. He gets dressed and leaves. Load #1. I stay in my upside down position. The guy that was getting sucked off stands up, comes over, doesn’t say anything, but slides his nice sized cock deep in my already cum-lubed hole. From what I could tell, he was about 7” cut. I groan because it feels amazing. He was a nice thruster, and he file me nicely. He kept up a steady pace of gliding in and out of my cum-lubed hole. I kept hitting the poppers. Suddenly he grabs my legs, thrusts in one last time, and unloads deep in my hole. He stays in that position for a little while, while he cums back down to earth. He gets dressed and leaves, never saying a single word. Load #2. I sit upright on the couch and watch some porn. Not good porn, but it did the job. I played with my nipples, just to keep them alive. After awhile an older guy comes in, drops his pants and tries to jack off, but I don’t think he got hard. Then this big guy, solid build comes in and sits on the couch in front of me. I didn’t really pay attention to him, until the old guy gets up and goes to the new guy and kneels in front of him, swallowing his cock. I lean over his couch and I can see a very nice cock on him. It looks very thick, and probably a good 7.5” cut. The guy getting sucked told the guy sucking him that he didn’t want to cum just then, so he got up went back to his seat. We all sat there for awhile, and I leaned over the couch in front of me where the solid guy was and checked out his cock again. He was waving it back and forth, as in an invitation, so got up and knelt in front of him. Remember, I’m nude, and no one else is. I eye his cock, almost in a worship-like state. I take his cock in my mouth. It’s pretty thick, probably about 7.5”x5”, and very suckable. I hit the poppers like it’s my last time to do so, and I’m consumed with this guys cock. It was amazing. Just the maleness of it was astounding. I taste some pre-cum coming out of his slit. It tastes so good. He asks me if I like his pre-cum. My mouth was full of his cock and all I could do was nod. The guy starts talking to me. “Suck my cock, faggot.” Normally, I don’t care for that word, but being on poppers, anything was fine with me. I work his cock slowly, and savor the feel of his skin. It’s warm, solid, and intimate. He tells me to suck just the head. I do this and he begins to moan. I drive him crazy with this for a few minutes. I look up at him and he’s staring at me. The most butch, masculine, and sexy look there is. At one point, he asks if I’m a bottom. I tell his yes. He asks how many loads do I have in me. I tell him two. I tell him that I’m a cum receptacle. He keeps up the dirty talk for a little while, calling me whore, slut, and I’m still huffing poppers. I grasped his cock to help guide it to my mouth, but he pushed my hand away telling me, “Don’t touch me, faggot.” My knees began to hurt being in that position so long, so I went back to my couch and sat down. The guy stood up and went to the old guy, who started sucking his cock again. I guess that he was the fluffer for the evening. While he was sucking the guy, I got in the upside down position again. Suddenly he pulls out of the sucker’s mouth, and says, “Let me fuck this fag.” I was one happy piggy. He comes over and puts his cock at my hole, and makes me beg for it. I tell him, “Please fuck me with your cock. I need it.” That seemed to do the trick. He just rams his cock in my hole. It was wider that the other two guys. I loved feeling full of his cock. It was a sense of complete satisfaction knowing that this guy had his maleness inside me. OINK! There was nothing gentle about this guy’s fuck. I didn’t care, I just wanted the load. After a bit, he says, “Stand up and lean over the couch.” I do. He grabs my hips and thrusts his cock back in my hole in one thrust. It nearly He may have been trying to get a painful reaction out of me, but I didn’t give him one. I was enjoying the ride. I was high on poppers and I had a wide cock in my hole. He kept the dirty talk going, calling me a faggot, a dirty whore, and a slut. I agreed with him, telling him again that I was a cum receptacle. He asks, “Do you want my load?” I begged him, “Yes, please, cum deep in my guts. I want it, I need it.” After two or three more thrusts, he says, “Here’s load number three!” As he’s filling my guts with his cum, he grabs my hips and holds on. I reach behind him and grab a thigh, to keep him in me. He pushes my hand away and tells me again, “Don’t touch me faggot.” He pulls out and gets dressed and leaves. Load #3. I stayed for a little while longer, but no one else came in, so I went home, all sloshy. I love that feeling of my ass filled with cum, and going out in public, while no one else has a clue about it. I kept all three loads all night long.
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It has been weeks since I got my slut on so I decided to do it up big with an all day trip to the local ABS. I've been plenty of times before, so I knew what to expect and with it being the holidays, I knew it was going to be crazy busy. I arrived around 11:30am looking forward to the lunch rush of workmen that would flood in looking to get off. Wearing only joggers, wife-beater, and tenners I purchased my entrance into the theater and booths. I went into the booths spotting that my favorite booth that had GHs to two other booths and the back area of the theater was open. I slipped my way in and shut the door. Once inside I tied my key to my left shoe lace and tucked my ID into my right shoe. I slipped off my joggers and beater before sitting on the chair provided in the room. I love this place. The booths play porn non-stop. No coins or any of that other BS. My hands felt over my freshly waxed thighs and stomach before I took hold of my cock and pushed a finger up my meticulously cleaned ass. My eyes had been adjusting to the dark since I walked in. It took a few minutes but then I saw a cock hanging through GH from the theater. I didn't have to be asked. I got down on my knees and took the head between my lips. It was a nice 7 in cock with a thick shaft. The head was a little sticky with pre. Oh fuck, how I love the first taste of a guy's cock. It was sweet and just slightly musky. I sucked that cock right in not wanting to waste his time or mine. Bobbing and slurping I loved that cock as it got harder and longer for me. I held his balls in one hand as I continued to finger my hungry hole between my legs. As I sucked a voice came into my booth from the booth next to me through another GH. "That's it baby, suck that big cock. You like that big hard cock, don't you baby? You are a hungry little cocksucker. Need to get fed by some big cock, right baby?" I don't know who this fucker was, but he was getting me so hot. His voice was a deep baritone and he spoke with such dominance. I loved it. It made me suck the other guy even harder. I pulled the dude's balls as I continued deep throating and fucking my head and throat down on his hot long thick cock. I could feel the thick juices from my throat on my tongue as I pulled off his long cock. I'd give the head a little nibble then swallow him whole again. Each time I pulled off I would suck as hard as I could. He liked it. I could feel his nads in my hand pull up. He wanted to nut. I was going to make him. That's what I do. My finger pushed against his perineum, massaging it. His balls drew up tighter. I sucked harder, but keeping my rhythm consistent. I felt his cock get harder and thicker. Then it began to throb. Finally, as his balls pulled up tight against his groin I felt the first wave of seed pulse through his shaft. The head almost doubled in size inside my throat as I felt it unleash its seed. He gave me a good eight shots of warm delicious sperm into my throat and mouth. I nursed on his cock trying to get out every drop of his seed before he got to sensitive and pulled out. Pleased with myself, I backed away from the hole turning to the direction of the voice. He asked me to show him the load and I did. Like a good slut I held it in my mouth and opened up for this stranger to see. I got closer to the GH so that he could get a good look. "That's a good boy. You can swallow now." I did, rubbing my hand over my throat, chest and tummy as I did. Then I got up from my squatted position and took a seat on the chair so that "my man" could have a look at all of me. "Hey baby, are you a good little slut? Do you love to suck and get fucked by anonymous cocks?" I didn't say a word, but only nodded my head in agreement as I played with my dick. "Let me come over there and play with you baby. We will have lots of fun and I will help you get lots of cock. Does that sound fun, baby?" Again I nodded then I got up from my chair and without covering myself I unlocked the door and waited for him. His door unlatched and swung open. Then I watched as my door opened standing right in front of it. He pulled the door open to find me standing there completely naked He smiled and stepped to the side for just a moment to let the men behind him see me. Then he reached in and around me pushing two of this thick fingers into my boycunt before pulling me to him and kissing me hard on the mouth. I'm pretty sure that anyone in the room saw it before he pulled me back into the booth and locked the door. He opened his pants pulling then to his knees before he sat down. I took a moment to look him over. He was probably in his mid-30s, only 5' 8" and without question the heaviest guy I ever considered having sex with. He had to be at least 230-240lbs, but it was easy to overlook when I eyes filled with his cock. It was one of the longest I have seen, at least 10 in and it had a beautiful fat head on it, but not too large. My heart raced as I looked at it. "Get over here, bitch. Let's show these fuckers what you can do. You know that they love to watch." What do you think? Should I continue? Thanks for reading.
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so a few weeks ago I was at the local adult theater, (apv in everett, wa), and things were pretty slow as it was a saturday afternoon. all the guys in the theater seemed to be bottoms. I'd gotten fucked right away on arrival over an hour before but it had been slow since then, I headed to the bathroom to freshen up, and a recent arrival followed me out the door of the theater and spoke to me as i sashayed towards the john. He asked me if I was going to the video booths, and I said i could, and just continued that way, he followed and entered the booth next to mine (Glory hole in the wall between) oh bout me: I am Sexy TV who stands 5'10" tall and weighs 140 lbs (slim) I dress in sexy girl clothes, with lingerie, breast forms, wig, and makeup. I wear sexy thigh highs and heels. He was 6' 2" or so, not fat, not fit, bout 230 lbs. ok looking, and so put some money in and started up the booth movie. Shortly there after his dick came thru the hole, mostly hard and prob bout 6" long total, it was what I needed, and i started teasing him by running his cock head up and down my bare ass crack. He didn't pull away and so, i started workin him in. I was a little tighter than usual but in less than a minute I had his head fully inside me and I started working his cock slowly. after a few minutes I realized he was getting in deeper, and it was feeling really good, I started to really get into the fucking I was getting. I needed to add some lube so I pulled off his cock for 30 secs to apply some lube and when i finished i put my finger in the hole and the cock that came thru was at least 8" long, and I begin to realize why it was feeling so good, I got back on that pony and started to ride, and man it when on for another 10 min before he came, and I was very very happy with the fucking I had just received and the big load dripping out of my ass. I'm telling you the pace was right, the size was perfect, and i see that stallion around again, I am seriously going to round up the bronco for another go at the bell.... Kellyanne
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Went to the local XXX theater yesterday after work. Haven't been in a while, as I haven't had any luck there the last few times I went. I'm a big chubby guy and I look kinda straight-laced ... no one would take me for the true slut I really am. Sat down while I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, and as they did I saw the other guys in the theater were all over to one side - some sitting, some standing against the wall. The end seat at the back where I've sucked a bunch of cocks before was open, so I wandered over there. As I did, one of the guys - hot guy, mid 40s, slender build, who was standing against the wall and jacking his big dick - zipped up and headed over to the other side of the theater, and sat in the middle of a row of seats. Instinctively I followed, and when I got there sure enough he had his pants down and was jacking again. He looked at me, and I whispered, "Want a hand with that?" "Sure," came the response, and an electric shock went down my spine. I wasn't expecting him to say yes, and I started leaking precum immediately, I was so turned on. As I walked to him he stood up and told me to get on my knees. Before I knew it he was forcing his cock deeper in my throat than any cock has ever been. I choked, I gagged, I covered his cock with my slimy spit, and I loved it! Then he pulled out of my mouth and shoved both his balls in my mouth, telling me to lick them while he jacked some more. He popped them out, made me lick his taint while he rested his balls on my cheek and slapped me with his cock. Then it was back to choking and gagging again. I could feel the precum practically running out of my cock at this point! I wanted his load so bad as he alternated between raping my throat and jacking his hard cock while I tongued his balls and taint. "I need to take a break," he said. "Don't want to cum yet." I was disappointed, but I understood. I hoped I could come back and finish him off, and maybe he'd even fuck me. Looking around to check out the other action, I noticed a guy sitting by himself a few rows up. He also appeared to be jacking, so I walked over and got on my knees. He readily removed his hand from his cock and I took it in my mouth. It wasn't as long as the other guy's, but I took him in my mouth all the way to the root and he sighed with pleasure. I fucked his cock with my throat for a few minutes before I went back to working the head and shaft with my lips and tongue. Soon I was rewarded with that unique salty taste of his cum jerking into my mouth. I looked up at him as he came and came, and saw for the first time that he was sucking the cock that had just been halfway down my throat! After he came, the second guy zipped up and left with a "Thanks." The first guy still hadn't come, and he wandered over to another part of the theater. Checking the time, I regretfully realized that I had to bounce. I walked over to where he was standing and jerking, took his shaft in my mouth one last time, and told him I had to leave. I was so disappointed! I wanted to drop my pants and bend over right there to see if he'd take the bait, but I had to go. I posted on CL this morning in the hopes that he sees it and responds. Now that I've experienced it, I need my throat fucked and gagged again.
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I had been trading some emails with a guy I met on A4A and he offered to meet me at a bookstore in Charleston that I had only been in once, and on that occasion I chickened out without doing anything. The original plan was for me to suck him off, but as the discussion evolved, he became increasingly dominant, and I found myself confessing that I fantasized about being whored-out in public, or at least in a semi-public environment. Anyhow, I got the bookstore first and sat in a rear corner. After he arrived he stood next to me, pulled his cock out and started working it. I was as nervous as I've ever been but I finally got up the nerve to stroke him and a minute later, I was gobbling his cock - deep. Another guy walked up to get a better view and my buddy whispered something to him. The next thing I knew , the new guy's cock was also in my face. For about 15 minutes, I had a cock in each hand and was alternately sucking both of them. There were only about 10 people in the theater but I think every one of them was watching. I felt like such a slut and really enjoyed the experience. The door kept opening with guys going in and out, which kept my buddy from cumming but gave me time to really enjoy sucking them both. Thanks for a fantasy fulfilled buddy.
