Video Store

I don’t often visit the adult video store, but when I do, it’s on weekdays like this, when I’m off work, but my husband isn’t, and I have the house to myself and an extra ten dollars that it costs to enter the theater portion of the store. I have to be careful, because vice cops sometimes raid places like this, trying to catch guys who are technically fucking in public. The place seems quiet today as I roam around the darkened area where the private video booths are. I start on the right side, like I always do, checking to see if anyone is looking for some cock to suck. I only find one room that’s both open and occupied, but that guy is focused intently on the straight porn that he’s watching while he strokes his hard cock like mad. I stay and watch him for a while, but he’s clearly not interested, so I move on.

I cross the wide-open space that separates the two rows of booths and briefly glance at the bisexual porn playing on the big screen above, then at the scattering of working-class men that are sitting in chairs watching. Some of them are kind of sexy and I’m hoping to meet up with one of them in a booth, but so far, I’m not having much luck. I start working my way down the right side. The first booth is empty, as is the second. The next two are locked and I’m thinking I’ve wasted my time and my money, even though I’ve only been here twenty minutes at the most. The door to the last booth is slightly ajar and I hear sounds coming from inside, like heavy breathing and flesh slapping. I think to myself that it’s their own damned fault for not completely shutting the door, so I push it open enough so that I can see inside.

I see two men fucking on the dirty carpeted floor, completely ignoring the video playing on the screen. The one getting fucked on his hands and knees is a young black guy, maybe in his early twenties. He’s slim, almost skinny, but in good shape, with a gorgeous round bubble butt. His skin is very dark, smooth and utterly hairless. He looks up at me and I see that he has a cute handsome face also. The man fucking him from behind is a white guy in his early thirties. Definitely a country boy, with a Confederate flag cap covering an unkempt head of reddish blond hair. His eyes are green, and he has a bushy, yet neatly trimmed mustache. His blue jeans, boots and underwear are tossed over in a corner, but he’s still wearing his unbuttoned flannel shirt and wife beater tank top over his tight, lean body as he fucks the black guy with a steady, powerful thrusting. Country boy sees me peering in and waves me inside with a friendly and sexy grin. “Come on in man,” he says, “you can have his ass when I’m done.”

I go further into the room and am about to shut the door behind me, when country boy says, “No man, leave it open,” so I do and approach them, my cock rapidly getting hard. I’m commando today, so I kick off my sandals, pull my gym shorts down and start stroking my cock while I watch them. I’m not huge, but I sport a respectable seven inches. The black guy sees my cock and licks his lips, so I get down on the floor in front of his face and offer him my tool. He starts sucking me immediately, greedily and country boy says, “Yeah man, feed it to him,” so I start face fucking him, shoving my cock as deep into his mouth as I can. He’s obviously a skilled cocksucker; he doesn’t choke, and his tongue works my shaft like no one has in a long time. It’s pure ecstasy feeling his mouth on my cock while I watch country boy fuck him. I look up and ask him, “How’s that ass man?” and he replies, “Fucking awesome man, tight and slick,” as he continues to pound away while black dude moans with pleasure.

That talented young mouth has got me so hard, and I’m determined to hold off cumming until I’ve had a chance to fuck that ass. I have to wait my turn though. Country boy is breathing harder now, his fucking more intense. “Oh, fuck man,” he says, “I can’t hold it any longer.” He pounds away for about another minute and then says, “Oh yeah, I’m cumming. Gonna cum in your ass boy. Aw fuck yeah, take my load bitch!” and he continues to fuck that sexy black ass as he shoots his cum inside. I could tell that with each thrust, he is pumping a fresh load of semen into that black guy’s fuck hole. His fucking is relentless, but soon slows along with his breathing and he finally stops with his cock still buried in the young man’s ass and looks over at me with a wide, toothy grin and says, “Hot damn, that’s a sweet piece of ass.” He pulls out and high fives me. “All yours buddy,” he says, still grinning.

I don’t waste any time. I pull out of the black guy’s mouth and get into position behind his ass. I hear country boy say, “Hang on man, you might need this,” and he comes over to me with a small bottle of lube. He squirts some in his hand then rubs it all over my cock, making me throb like crazy. He makes sure I’m ready for action, then finishes pulling on his jeans and boots and says, “Fuck him good man,” and exits the room. I spread those luscious ass cheeks so I can finally see that hole. It’s beautiful, dark, tight and as wonderfully hairless as the rest of his body. I push the head of my cock against it, feel it pop inside, then I shove the rest in all at once. I hear him grunt with surprise then I hear him say, “Oh fuck yeah man, give me that white dick,” as I start savagely fucking him. I can feel country boy’s thick cum load in there, still warm, covering my cock and I’m so turned on now by his sexy ass and the feel of that load that I fuck him as hard as I can, as deep into his hole as I can, driven by a lust so intense that I fear I may hurt him. But I know from his groans and heavy breathing that he’s loving this, getting fucked by a second guy immediately after getting fucked by the first.

I fuck him from behind for about ten minutes or so. I pull my cock out until just the head is inside, then slam it back in. I do this over and over, loving the sight of my pale white cock tearing up his gorgeous black ass. I decide I want to finish him off missionary style, which is my favorite fuck position. I don’t care how dirty the floor is; I pull out of him, flip him on his back and force his legs wide open. I get between his outstretched legs and ram my cock back inside him. “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he moans, “fuck me daddy, fuck me good,” and my lust grows even more intense when he calls me that; I’m forty-five and the word “daddy” is a trigger that makes me want to fuck hard, dominate and control. I’m fucking him like an animal now as he tries to spread his legs even wider like the cock slut that he is and I feel my orgasm building and I try to stave it off because his hole is so fucking good, but I can’t. I stare into his eyes and ask, “You ready for another load boy?” and he nods furiously, saying, “Fuck yes, daddy, give it to me, fill me up some more,” and my cock throbs and pulses like mad and erupts inside him, shooting load after load of cum. I keep pounding him as savagely as I can and I feel him writhing in ecstasy beneath me, knowing that he now has two loads of cum in his ass. I want to fuck him longer, but eventually I shoot every ounce of cum that I have, and my dick goes limp, and I reluctantly pull out of him.

I look up and see another man standing in the doorway, just like I was at the beginning. He’s white, mid-forties, with military style grey hair, piercing blue eyes and a sexy dad bod. He’s got his hard cock out and is slowly stroking it while looking at us both. Another dirty old man like me. I wonder how long he’s been watching when he says, “Holy shit, that was hot.” I smile and look down at my sexy young conquest. “You ready for some more dick boy?” I ask and he looks up at the newcomer and says with a throaty moan, “Fuck yeah, I want more dick, I want all I can get today.” I stand up and say to the man, “He’s all yours buddy,” and start pulling on my gym shorts and sandals. I feel bad that I don’t have any lube to offer the guy like country boy did for me, but he pulls out his own little bottle and wastes no time in pulling off his pants, shoes and underwear. He slicks up his cock, turns the young man back over so that he’s on his hands and knees again, then slams his cock in that ass and starts fucking him as savagely as I did. I guess something about that sexy butt brings out the animal in guys like me. I smile, leave the theater and head home.

Later when my husband gets home, he asks what I did on my day off. I tell him, not much, that I read a book, took a nap and did some work around the house. Then I smile and say, oh yeah, I also watched some porn.