Sunday, September 04, 2005
right, so, back to the naughty bits...
nothing seemed out of the ordinary last night, ya, i'm back at the theater slumming it with the common folk. the regulars, the usuals and a few of the unknown, a bump here and a grind there bla bla bla. i note a couple coming in, the taller blonde says "hello sexy" to me while i gawk at his younger, shorter, geeky friend. dark curly hair [curls being something of a kink lately right], glasses and sort of shrinking away from his friend. they pass quickly and fleetingly i think to myself 'do i have to do the blonde to get to the geek'. i pay it no more mind.
shortly thereafter geek boy and i cross paths. oh delight. he follows me and i lead him into an open area. it begins with each of us rubbing our own pants in the vicinty of our cocks. when he reaches out to rub my groin i drop my shorts and no sooner does he drop to his knees and begins sucking my cock like a madman. i note that he takes his cock out and plays with himself fervently while throttling me. i get down to suck his cock, planning to sprawl out on the floor but he stands up before i get the chance. i attempt to take all of his cock but seem to not be able to handle the last inch. hard like nails. i stand up and plan to rub my ass on his stiff member but he dives for my cock again. this time i grab the back of his head and have a go at his skull. he seems to love it, i certainly do, i entertain the thought of fucking his ass. the crowd seems to be getting a bit to raucous, he seems uncomfortable with the group fondle so i pull him away. as always i'm not a one hundred percent that he'll be following but he does and i lead him to a large cubicle.
once in i begin methodically undressing. knowing by instinct where to hang my shirt, where to safely place my shorts and most important i decorate a ledge with a sprinkling of condoms, lube and poppers. he undresses, slower then i and not sure where to put his clothes, i take them from him and place them somewhere i consider *safe*. more mutal cocksucking. i marvel at his physique, not muscled but compact, smooth chest that has clearly been freshly shaved. evidence of that to follow. though my original intention was to fuck him first i wrap his dick up and get him inside of me. he gets a little vocal about his enjoyment at this point. i get loud with the moans. we're doing it standing up and his fucking is perfect. perfect. i figure why mess around and lay down on my back, using my shorts as a pillow, he's in like flynn. his thrusts are like little jabs driving me crazy. he cums and i wallow in it.
we have a little after play tenderness and i wonder if i can get him hard again. in the time it takes me to wonder he is. we fuck standing up. i'm sure my moaning must sound a lot like whimpering by this point. my ass was chewed. all of a sudden he pulls out of me and i literally do let out a tear. what's this though? i turn around to discover he's laying back down on the floor. i say out loud 'nice' and sit down. we took turns him fucking me and then me riding him. i propped myself into a position where he could fuck me without care, thought to myself 'let it rip' and he did. shortly thereafter i did, cumming more then i think i ever have before.
i allowed him some more fucking but really needed a break. i brought up the idea of a cigeratte, he seemed hesitant. i asked if he had a locker, he said no. i said i did and that i was going to take a shower and he was welcome to put his stuff in my locker and join me. he did. this is where i discovered that his chest was freshly shaven, his back however was just a close crop. a hairy little beast. delicous. in the light of the shower i also noted that he was a bit made up. eye brows waxed quite severe. chat ensued. i even instigated it, noting his band-aid on his big toe. some sort of accident with a stump. i find out he's from out of town and this is his first time at the theatre. imagine stumbling across me for your first. he asks how old i am, which i always find a bit odd, i mean we don't even know names at this point and he wants to know how i old i am. in the time it takes that to formulate in my head he says "you don't have to lie" and i laugh and say "34". how old are you i say and he says "people always think i'm older then i am". hmmm, i guess 22 thinking 24. 19. nineteen. no wonder i get fucked twice i think.
he asks me if i'm normally a bottom and i say yes. he says "me too, your only the second guy i've fucked". what what? craziness. either it shows or i say how great he is and he's nonchalant with a "you do what you like". yes yes, and if how you fucked me is how you want to get fucked we are in love. but of course i can only a muster a "wish i had tried your ass". i find out he's just here for the weekend. tell him where i work and to come check it out.
didn't find him tonight but did get great booty. and unlike the last few saturdays, i only topped one guy but as hammy would say, that's another story....
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