The XXX Theatre

by Val CockSlut

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March 1972 and it had been a dry two weeks, sexually speaking, since my last encounter, with a guy I knew only as Joe, the businessman [A Cock in the Park].   The same guy who had been the recipient of my first blowjob, about two weeks after my 18th birthday [and who still, after getting two blowjobs from me and fucking me two weeks ago, hadn't directly told me his name].

It wasn't for lack of trying.  A week ago, Tuesday I'd visited the department store where I'd received my first fucking, but the clerk who'd done it was off for the week.  I didn't try again this week because I didn't want to appear desperate.  I'd been the recipient of a couple of passes that hadn't played out. [A guy on the bus brushed thighs with me for three stops Wednesday and had got off at the following stop.  He’d never said anything to me or looked at me, so I still wasn't sure on that one.  Another guy, on a crowded morning bus had pressed his hips, and erection, up against my ass for a good ten minutes of the commute.  I moved back into him several times, but he left without saying anything.]

But at last it was Friday.  More importantly it was March 10th: the day the businessman had told me to meet him in the department store parking lot.

I was a little late but still got there around 4:20 p.m. and, after a little searching, spotted his car, parked off by itself as usual.  I'd gone round and round this morning as to what to wear and finally settled on my pale green hip huggers and green sweater with red tank-top and briefs underneath.  The businessman was back to his gray suit with a dash of color in a pale blue shirt. 

He was smoking when I reached the car.  He offered up one of his terse smiles, "Nice jeans.  Go ahead, get in."  I went around and climbed in.  He finished his cigarette, stubbed it out and, like last time, pulled me closer, then unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, then patted my thigh, "Show it."  I pushed my jeans and briefs down enough for my hard dick to pop out. 

He pulled me closer still and roughly massaged and stroked it a few times.  "Next time just get in the car and take them down."

I said okay and asked if we were going to the park.

He pulled my jeans and briefs down a bit further, rubbed my inner thighs, spreading them, then felt my balls, fondled my cock and slid his hand under me.  I lifted and he felt my ass, then lit another cigarette and answered, "Next time."

We drove for about fifteen minutes and he asked if I had a longer coat.  I did have a couple of mid-thigh length and he told me to wear one of them in future.  He pulled into a diner and bought dinner, including a beer for me.  We talked about the generic stuff: movies, tv, sports and school with me doing most of the talking.  Dessert came with a second beer for me and he told me "They don't start getting busy until seven or eight."  He didn't say who "they" were and when I asked, he responded with "Can you handle another beer?"  I told him I could, and he smiled that terse smile, "Good."

We left the diner a little after six, made a stop for a six-pack of beer and reached the adult theatre a bit before seven.  It was one of  the small theatres [it may even have been a private club, I’m not sure] that showed 16mm loops and features, not one of the big theatres   We split two more beers [I think he drank two sips and I got the rest on both], so I was a little buzzed when we went in.  He paid for the tickets, and I didn’t get carded.

The house had about three hundred seats separated into three sections with around thirty patrons.  They were playing a straight porn film.  The businessman waited a few seconds for our eyes to adjust, unbuckling my belt and opening my jeans, then we slowly walked down to the front.  He fondled my ass, then he took me across to the right aisle and slowly walked me up to the second-to-last row and guided me to the middle.

We watched the film for a few minutes, and I watched as a half dozen, give or take, of the men relocated to the rows in front and the row behind us [which was not immediately behind us; there was two rows worth of empty floor space between it and our row].  The businessman unzipped and exposed his semi-hard cock and put my hand on it and I went to it, stroking and fondling it to full erection. 

One of the men, wearing a khaki outfit and jacket, moved to the end of our row and watched me and the screen alternately.

The businessman told me to stand up.  I did, and he tugged my jeans and briefs down to mid-thigh, ran his hands up my thighs and slapped my ass cheeks, "Now suck my cock."

I knelt beside him and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it slowly.  The khaki guy moved to the seat beside me.  I slipped the businessman's cock out of my mouth and started licking it.  He grasped it and patted my cheek with it and told me "Just suck it," loud enough for the nearby men to hear.  One pair seated two rows ahead of us got up and reseated themselves in the back row.

I took the businessman's cock back into my mouth and started sucking and working it more methodically.  The khaki guy leaned down and started fondling my ass.  The businessman held my head still for a few seconds, then released it and told me to stand up.  The khaki guy straightened up and I stood.  The businessman ran his hand up my thigh, fondled my balls, then began stroking my dick "You like sucking my cock."  I told him I did.  "You want him to suck you?"  I said yes and the guy beside me also said yes.  The businessman fondled and slapped my ass, "Suck the man's cock."

The khaki guy unzipped his slacks and exposed his cock, fully erect and a bit bigger than the businessman's.  I got on all fours and licked the shaft up to the tip, down and up again, then took half of it into my mouth and got down to sucking it.  Another guy, in dark shirt, black jeans and a trench coat, took a seat in our row, at the end.  The businessman felt and patted my ass and the       khaki guy stroked my hair and pumped his hips, whispering "Come on...come on..."  The black jeans guy moved two seats closer and started jerking off.  I could hear seats squeaking as a few more men moved to closer rows and the doors opening and shutting as more entered from the lobby.  The businessman continued fondling and patting my ass, I kept working khaki guy’s cock hard, wanting his cum, and he kept pumping faster and faster, wanting to choke me with his cum load.

A few minutes later the businessman slapped my ass, reached between my legs and started playing with my dick and my balls.  The khaki guy held my head and fucked my mouth, his voice a little louder now, "Suck it, baby...gonna cum come on suck that dick...."  The businessman nudged a fingertip into my ass and I squirmed, then began working khaki’s cock with my tongue as he fucked my mouth faster. 

The businessman sucked his finger noisily and tried my asshole again, pushing half his finger into me.  Khaki stopped moving and gasped "Oh yeah!" and absolutely flooded my mouth with cum.  I swallowed as much as I could and still a lot dribbled and ran between my lips.  He pumped a few more times, adding to the full load.  The black jeans guy started stroking faster.  The businessman got his whole finger into me and fucked me with it.

Khaki said “Thank you,” got up and exited the row and black jeans came over and petted my head and stroked my hair.  I turned, swallowing the last of Khaki's load, opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.  Black jeans held my head and pressed his cock against my tongue.  The businessman finger-fucked my ass faster and my own dick jerked and throbbed for attention.  Black jeans pushed his cock into my mouth and shot a thick load of jizz down my throat.  The film stopped and the guy's whispered "Fuck you hot little cocksucker" carried through the house.  Seven guys came into the theatre down the left aisle, then four more down the right. 

Black jeans patted my head and went down the aisle to the restroom.

The businessman helped me to my feet and I started pulling my jeans up.  He stopped me and pulled them back down to my knees.  He grabbed my shoulder and my dick and pulled me against him, then kissed me, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth.  He let go after a good minute and told me "Now you can pull them up.  But don’t fasten them."

The movie started, I pulled my jeans and briefs up and the businessman took my arm, "Back row." 

The men who had been back there earlier had moved or left, and we sat in the center of the row.  I took the opportunity to ask what I should call him.  He was silent for a moment, apparently watching the movie.  Then he rubbed my thigh, "Stand up and come here."  Well, maybe 'the businessman' was it.  I faced him and he pulled my jeans down to my ankles and fondled my cock and balls through my briefs.  He exposed his cock again and began stroking it.  "You're right, I never told you."

A very short, soft chuckle escaped him.  He fondled my dick and balls a little more roughly.  A man passed behind me, felt my ass and took a seat.  The businessman turned toward the guy, "Nice ass, am I right?  Take a better feel."  The guy got up and felt my ass up with both hands, chuckled and sat beside the businessman, "Lucky son of a bitch.  I don't know how you find 'em."  "They find me, Charlie."  He ran his hand between my legs, "Get on your knees and suck my cock, Val." He patted my hips, "and you can call me Joseph."

I knelt and started sucking him again, working his cock slowly.  The businessman, Joseph, ran his hand through my hair and he repeated that short, soft chuckle, "I can't believe I forgot to tell you."

I sucked his cock intently for a few minutes while he and Charlie talked softly, and while a few men moved to seats in the row in front of us and in our row.  What they were talking about I couldn't be sure.  At one point Joseph ruffled my hair and said, "That can probably be arranged" and at another time he said "Next month maybe.  I'll call you."

His cock throbbed in my mouth and he suddenly grabbed my hair and held me still, "Stand up."

I stood up and he got around behind me and yanked my briefs down.  He bent me forward and spit and slid two fingers into my asshole.  Someone said, "Try this." Joseph withdrew his fingers and a few seconds later began lubricating my hole with a slightly warmer lube.  He withdrew again and rubbed his lube covered cock between my ass cheeks.  He slapped my ass lightly a couple of times and shoved his cock into my hole a bit, then more and finally shoved the whole thing up my ass and started fucking me, methodically for the first few seconds, then hard and fast. 

Charlie whispered to him and he grunted an okay, and Charlie began to fondle and stroke my   cock.  I wasn’t going to be able to take much of that before I blew my load.  I was still buzzed from the beers, was beyond horny as hell and my dick had been waiting for attention since 4:30.  Joseph kept at the fast, hard fucking and Charlie fondled my balls briefly and went back to jerking me off.

And just when I was wondering who’d cum first, I shot a heavy load of cum into Charlie’s hand and onto the seat I was leaning on.

Joseph wrapped his arms around me and power-fucked me.  Charlie grasped my hair and pulled my head back, “Open your mouth.”  I hesitated and he chuckled, “I said open your fuckin’ mouth and lick your cum off my hand.”  I opened my mouth and offered my tongue.  Charlie held my head and smeared my cum on my tongue, lips and chin.  Joseph whispered, “Oh yeah motherfucker!” and shot his cumload into me.  Charlie patted my head, said “Good, real fuckin’ good,” and let go of me.  He said something soft to Joseph, who said, “Oh yes,” and pulled out of me.

Joseph helped me straighten up and bit my ear lobe, licked my ear and asked me if I could handle a couple more.  I told him I thought I could, and that I’d gladly suck another five or six cocks if he wanted.

He spoke with several of the men in our row and the row in front, then brought two of them over.  Francisco was tall and stocky, middle-aged, with black hair, a fairly thick accent and an above average, but not huge, cock that was semi-hard when he took his jeans and shorts down.  He brushed my hair as he told me to “Suck me hard first, baby."  I knelt and started licking and sucking his balls, then his shaft and then took his cock into my mouth.

The second was Rob, who was around my height of 5'9", blonde and nicely built and in his early 30s I guessed.  He sat on the arm of a seat, exposed his cock and started massaging and stroking it while he watched me prepping Francisco’s.   Rob’s cock wasn’t that long but was thicker than Francisco's

As soon as Francisco's cock was erect, he withdrew it and had me stand, turn toward the seats and bend over.  Somebody gave my ass a hard slap, then Francisco nudged his lubed cock into my ass.  He whistled and muttered "Damn sweet ass, Joey.  You can pick 'em, man."  He started slow, thrusting in to his balls and cruising for the first eight or ten strokes.  Then he picked up speed and soon he was fucking me hard and fast.  He kept that up for a little more than five minutes before he went back to long, steady strokes.  Then suddenly he reached around me and grabbed my shoulders, let out a soft 'whoosh' of air and shot a good load of cum up my ass.

Francisco popped his cock out of me and Rob went around behind me, patted my ass cheeks with his cock, then shoved it into me and went to fucking me methodically, squeezing and patting my ass as he did.

He must have rammed my ass for nearly ten minutes before he sped up and began the journey to home plate.  I looked behind me once and was surprised to see the theater about half full.  Immediately behind me, two guys were leaning against the seats, watching and jerking off.  The row I was facing had filled up, with Joseph beside me on one side and Charlie on the other.

Rob grabbed my hips and thrust forward hard and filled my ass with another good load of cum.  He withdrew and patted my ass, said "Nice little fuck," and went down toward the rest room.

I slowly got down to my knees, legs trembling just a little and my ass a bit sore.  I thought I could take another if I wanted, but what I wanted was a cock filling my mouth and filling my mouth with cum.

Joseph spoke with the man beside him [Davison], a late 30s/early 40s guy, solid, with a brunette buzzcut, and Davison nodded, unsmiling.  Then Joseph stood up and got me to my feet, introduced me as Val to the three men sitting beside him and introduced them to me.  Davison to his immediate right; Yoshi, A 50-some Japanese man, around 5'6", slim and bald; and Richard, a light-skinned African-American, short, a little overweight and in his late 40s [though he could have passed for 30].  Richard went by the nickname Mars.

Davison got up, opened his pants and exposed his hard cock, held my head and slipped it into my waiting mouth.  While I was sucking Davison, Joseph spoke to Yoshi and Mars and they switched seats.  I worked Davison's cock for a couple of minutes before he slipped it out of my mouth and rubbed it across my cheeks and lips, stroking it and twisting and turning my head.  When he poked it back in, he started fucking my mouth.

One of the men beside Charlie knelt behind me and started to fondle my ass, but Charlie told him “Cool it, Eddie." and he returned to his seat.

Davison didn’t make a sound the whole time I was sucking him, then finally grunted, pulled his cock out of my mouth and pulled my head backward.  "Close your eyes," and I barely did when a long, thick stream of cum spurted across my face.  I opened my mouth and he ignored it, smearing his cum across my cheeks and forehead.

Somebody wiped away the jizz near my eyes and mouth and Mars stepped up to take Davison’s place.  He let his jeans drop and pushed the jockstrap he was wearing down to mid-thigh and massaged his cock.  He brushed at my hair, "You're a sloppy little bitch, Val," he ran his growing cock across my lips and smiled, "Just the way like 'em.  Work my balls."  I did, licking his heavy sac while he stroked his cock to full erection.  It was the biggest I'd had so far but wasn’t huge: probably just around or barely under 8 inches but not as thick as Rob’s. 

It was one of those cocks that's a particular pleasure to suck, not because of the size [and honestly, for me, it's despite the size because I love sucking 5 to 7.5 inchers], but because it was one of those perfectly straight and good-looking cocks.  He kept me at a steady pace, controlling my head and my speed and only gagged me three times, which I think weren't intentional. 

And like Davison, when he did cum, he held me still and shot his huge load on my face.  By the time he finished I felt like I must have been dripping cum.  I wasn't [quite] but he did carry a big load.

Someone again wiped the cum away from my eyes and mouth and Yoshi, who was dressed in a pale suit, took his jacket off and walked up to me.  He dropped his slacks and boxers to his ankles and, putting my hand on his cock, told me "Get it hard and we see how good you suck."  He was the roughest of the three and the closest to Joseph in temperament.  {And in later meets he'd sometimes get more domineering and rougher.] 

I got him primed in a couple of minutes, fondling his balls and delicately massaging his cock to its full 7-inch length.  He let me take control while I was sucking him for the most part, taking over a few times to grip my head with both hands and fuck my mouth, a little faster each time.  And like the other two when he was ready to cum, he jerked off on my face and, like Joseph that first time, he had me lick the cum off his cock afterward.

Yoshi wiped his cock with a handkerchief and pulled his clothes back together, then had a soft conversation with Joseph while a guy beside Charlie cleaned me up a little with tissues.  Yoshi said "Good, excellent," shook hands with Joseph and thanked him, then came to me and brushed at my hair.  "Very nice, hm?  You did good.  See you next time, pretty boy."

Joseph shook hands with Yoshi again, then helped me up and said he'd drop me off at home after I cleaned up.  I told him I could stay longer if he wanted.  He glanced at his watch and said "Next time."   I pulled my briefs and jeans up and he took me to the rest room.

After I cleaned up [including a streak of cum in my hair], we went through the house, into the lobby and left.  In the car he coaxed me into drinking two more beers.  While I drank, I pulled my jeans and briefs down a bit and was pleased when he patted my bare thigh and told me "That’s good.  Now you're getting it, baby.”  On the drive home he would occasionally fondle my dick to erection, never masturbating me, just keeping it hard.   I had him drive me to my home [something I wouldn't have done if I hadn't been buzzed] and it was only when we got there that I realized I was still fully exposed.  Dad was overseas for another few months and mom was in Florida for two more weeks, but her brother Mitch was staying here, and I could see his shadow in the front door glass.

I tried to rearrange my clothes as discreetly as possible, muttering "Uncle Mitch."  Joseph smiled one of his tight smiles, "Just tell him I’m a friend's father if he asks."  He squeezed my cock and balls and I jerked.  He smiled again, tight, "He can't see.  I'll be out of town til the 31st.  I'll be around Saturday, April first."  I nodded, "Four o’clock?"  "Six p.m."   He paused for a moment, then added "See you then."

Uncle Mitch didn’t ask any questions except to ask if I wanted to split a beer.  I put him off and crashed when I hit the bed.

What a night.

by Val CockSlut

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