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Adult Arcade Adventures
Chapter 7
One night I stopped by the bookstore I first mentioned, rather late - around 9:30. I figured nobody would be there, but I could watch a flick and jack off.
So, I buy my tokens, and head back to the booths, and start to cruise around, and I was right - it was nearly deserted. Just one booth was occupied - but - the door was ajar!
I stepped up to the door, and tried to peer in, but whoever was in there was behind the door. There was a gay flick playing though.
I pushed the door open a bit, and it opened just enough, so I would be able to squeeze through, before it hit the bottom of a sneaker of someone who was kneeling with his back to the door. Were there 2 guys in there????
I peered around the door, and there was a guy in his late 20's lounging sitting on the box in the corner, lounging back against the wall, getting his dick sucked by a Japanese boy of about 19-20 years of age! Damn!
Grinning, I pushed my way in, and latched the door behind me. The guy getting sucked off looked at me, and gave no indication one way or the other if he was OK with my being there. The Japanese boy continued servicing him.
I quickly took off my jacket and opened my pants and dropped them and scootched around so I was standing next to the guy who was sitting there getting sucked on. He was a decent looking guy, pale skin, not very hairy, light brown, unruly hair on his head. He smelled of cigarettes. He had a nice looking dick though! And the Japanese boy was enjoying it.
I watched a minute or so, stroking my own cock. The Japanese boy finally reached for my cock while he continued using his mouth and hand on the other guy. He began to pump up and down my rod. It felt good, but I really hoped he'd suck on me a bit I was also intrigued by his body, and hoped to get my hands on him too.
The Japanese boy finally pulled off the other guy and stood up. He was my height, had a dark complexion, and some stray soft whiskers along the back of his jaw line. His eyes were dark - nearly black. And his straight black hair was beautiful - styled in that typical Japanese style - long in the back, short on the sides, spikey on top. His body was smooth, and taught. He had pert little nipples that were obviously sensitive, as he flinched and gasped when I brushed over their tips. His armpits had prominent black bushes in them, and his pubic bush was a thick mound of black curly hair. He had a long, thick, cut cock. His ass was smooth, and he had a bit of a bubble butt. He was beautiful!
The other guy got up off the box then, and stepped over to his jacket, and shocked me when he pulled a pipe out, and lit it up. It wasn't your usual pot pipe. I honestly think he was smoking crack... not that I have any experience with crack, but the way he prepared it, seemed like that was what it was, and it smelled different. I was terrified he'd set off an alarm, or the clerk would smell the smoke and come to investigate. He didn't care though.
While he busied himself with his drugs, the Japanese boy dropped into a squat and sucked my cock into his mouth. Then he proceeded to give me an expert blow job, while he rubbed my ass, and fondled my balls.
Thankfully, I was horny, and got off rather quickly, blowing stream after stream of my goodness down the Japanese boy's waiting throat!
When I'd finished cumming, he sucked me dry as he pulled off me.
I quickly dressed, and opened the door to leave. As I left, I thanked him. He grinned at me. The other guy nodded and gave me a partial smile.
As I walked away from the booth, I heard the door latch. I expect they resumed their encounter. I left the building quickly. I do wonder if they ever got caught or spoken to for lighting up in the booths!
I've never seen either of them again.
The next chapter in this series will be published as soon as possible...
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