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Adult Arcade Adventures
Chapter 18
So, I stopped by the shop with the two theaters this evening (Tuesday), around 5:30. There were 11 cars in the parking lot. I went in, and the cute light brown, friendly clerk was behind the counter. I paid my way in, and headed back to the booths. There was one guy standing there who I recognized as seeing there before - probably around 35-40 years old, short, but muscular, and quite the love lump. We looked at each other, but I got the idea he wasn't interested, and moved on. There was nobody in the booth area, so I left, and went into the gay theater.
There was a older, larger black guy with his pants down on the "Throne" helping himself out, two guys standing along the wall, and two guys in the far end of the middle row - the third seat in was occupied by a very large (OK - fat) older guy, whose pants were down to his ankles and his legs were open. In the further (last) seat, was my buzz cut buddy who I've been with many times. He was reaching over and wanking the fat guy. I was a little surprised. I thought he was more picky. But whatever. He saw me, and to his credit, did not just abandon the guy he was with. Polite as usual. Eventually, the guys standing there left, and others came in. One was a younger light black guy, who is there a lot - I've never seen him hook up... but he was interested in what was going on in the middle row. Another guy in his 50's and trim came in. He was obviously horny and checking everything and everyone out . He did try to grope the young black guy, but he shook his head and brushed his hand away! Eventually, he left. I followed. He headed to the straight theater, so I cruised the booths, and there was a stocky black guy in his 50's there, who was interested. I had it out wanking, as I stood against a booth, and he came over and took my cock and started to wank me. then he asked if I cum quickly - I told him sometimes, sometimes not. He backed off then and left - I guess he was looking for a quick mouthful. Nobody else was around, so I went back to the gay theater, and nothing had changed, but I backed up against the wall and watched my buddy playing with the big guy. After a few minutes, the door opened and the weird, ugly, old sort-of cross dresser I'd seen a couple other times came in, and stood there taking it all in. I paid attention to the three-way on the screen (2 guys and a girl), and too, to what my buddy was up to. I was wishing he'd get the big guy off, and then head to the booths and motion for me to join him.... he didn't though.
After a while, I left and went to the booths, and one was occupied by two people, so I stood near another booth in site of it, curious to see who would come out. Didn't have to wait too long, as the muscular black guy emerged and headed out. Then the fit 50's guy came out, and he was trying to wipe cum droplets from his jeans. Used a lot of paper towels, and then headed to the mens' room and spent time washing up. So, the first guy I'd seen was hanging out, so I went back into the booths, but he didn't follow. Unfortunately, the old sort-of cross dresser came and walked up to me and grasped my dick, and began working it. Then after he got me a little worked up, he suggested we get a booth. He was the last guy in the place, other than the one my buddy was working on, who I wanted to do anything with, but I caved and stepped into a booth, dropped my pants. He moved in for a kiss, and I stopped him and said "No!" "No what?" he asked. "No kissing" I replied. "Oh I wasn't going to do that," He claimed. I have no clue what the Hell else he was planning, but he dropped his pants and began rubbing against me. Finaly, he bent at the waist and went down on me. And this time, I'll admit, it was better than it had been the first, and only other time he sucked me. I don't really care for sideways sucking though - I'd rather he had squatted or knelt, but I'm not sure he can. Anyway - he sucked and fondled my balls, then his other hand moved to my ass, and his fingers dipped in and he barely touched my pucker. So, it wasn't so bad, except for his loud, labored breathing, and he kept getting a good pace going, and stopping and re-adjusting - breaking the rhythm of it all. I don't believe he was trying to edge me - he wasn't able to breathe well enough. Then, he began drooling into his hand and rubbing his spit all over my balls and thighs - it was actually disgusting, so I ended up pushing him off and telling him I needed a break. I dried off the best I could with some paper towels I luckily had in my pocket, then left and went to the mens' room and washed off.
I went back to the gay theater, and there was my buddy and the big guy - honestly the big guy was laying on his chair like a beached whale - I'm sorry if that's rude - but seriously, it's the best description - he was laying back in the chair, his ass hanging off the front edge, his pants off, and his legs wide open, and my buddy was sitting on the floor between his legs, sucking his cock, fondling, licking his inner thighs, etc. I really couldn't believe he was doing that with this guy, but then I couldn't see the big guy's cock - so maybe it was big, or special in some way, or maybe they knew each other, or maybe he was paying my buddy - I don't know. But I stood and watched for about 15 minutes while this went on - and others came in and watched too, and the big guy gasped or moaned occasionally, obviously enjoying it, but that's all that was happening! Kind of odd. Well, the fit 50's guy, the muscular guy I'd seen first and the light black guy who does nothing with anyone were there and we were all watching - and it just went on and on. Finally, after enough eye contact, I thought one of the two (not the light black guy) might follow me to the booths, so I headed out. Neither came looking, so I headed to the straight theater, and there was one guy in there - the same old guy who's always there. I left.
I tried the booths again, and by then, the other guys had left the gay theater - except my buddy and his fat guy - they were still at it!
Well, the trim fit 50's guy came in and so did the muscular guy I'd seen at first, and the light black guy. Again we all watched. I had my cock out, and the fit, trim guy got bold and pulled his out. He had a nice big dick! The muscular guy almost got his out, but not quite. Eventually, he left. When he did, the fit guy moved a bit closer to me, so I stepped over and he let me take his cock and I lightly rubbed it and gently masturbated him. We were standing near "the throne" - so finally, I moved around him and sat on the throne and pulled his hips toward me, and went down on him, and he was loving it. My buddy was just in front of me, and could see what I was doing. The fit guy was loving it. especially when I ran my finger up and down the lower portion of his ass crack, through his pants that were still up for the most part. The light black guy left. I finally stopped, when I thought my guy was getting going, and suggested we get a booth, but he declined, saying he was good, and thanked me. Then he used some paper towels and dried off, dressed, and left.
Well, at that point it was just my buddy and his fat guy still going at it, and I was in the throne yet, and finally the fat guy came - he had a nice orgasm! and when it was over, he was stuck and couldn't move - had to rest. My buddy did finally get up and dressed and as he left, he grinned and patted me on the shoulder. I thought he was indicating I should follow, so I did, but he went to the mens' room. I waited by the board that showed what movies were playing, and my buddy had left the mens' room door open. I saw him rinse his mouth out, and wash up, then he came out, but instead of heading my way, headed to the straight theater. I followed, and he was standing against the wall, I didn't got directly to him, but waited near the door, against the wall. He saw me. I finally left and went back toward the booths, and stood by the entrance to them, and saw him leave the theater and leave the building. Big disappointment!
So, I checked the gay theater, and then went back to the straight one, as I did, I passed the cutest young black couple - guy 18 or so, and a pretty girl. They were looking at bongs! I could've gotten into either or both of them - more so the boy though. But they were just there for bongs I guess.
I headed back to the gay theater and another fat old guy was in there - in the throne - so I headed to the booths. I heard a flick going in one of them, and stepped in, and a straight flick was on - I started flipping up to the gay ones, and damn - there was a LOT of time on the clock yet! So, I stood there, door open, wanking and watching for about 5 minutes. The muscular guy I'd seen first came by, looked, and I smiled and offered my dick - he hesitated, but then left. I probably should've just motioned him it, rather than offering my cock - I think he might have been more just a top. Anyway - I watched the flicks, waited, and started getting hornier, so I finally shut the door, and used the flick to get me off. When it was done, I left - there was still a LOT of time left on the clock - and the muscular guy was around the corner, so I told him, and he thanked me, and I left.
On my way out, I noticed there was another clerk at the register - he looked like a dark-haired 16 year old white boy. Definitely didn't look old enough to be there.
There were 7 cars in the lot when I left - other than mine. One had the cute young black couple in it. Another had a guy in it I hadn't seen inside, and another was backing around in back to park. the other four were parked and empty - only one was the same as when I arrived - so it had to be the muscular guy's. He was still there, the new fat old guy was in there, and the old guy from the straight theater was there. I assumed the fourth car was the clerk's.
Anyway - what started out seeming very promising didn't get me much - sucked on by a guy I found less than desirable - won't do him again... and then there was the one fit guy - with the big beautiful cock, that I sucked on. I expect maybe he was just a top and didn't suck, and thought if he joined me in a booth, I would've wanted him to reciprocate... well.. yeah - I would've, but.... would've finished him without. Maybe another time.
Til the next time....
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