Adult Theater

The first porn I ever saw was during the time I was in the rear in Phu Bai, South Vietnam. We'd come in from the bush for a brief respite before going back out. It was February 1968. I was 18 years old at the time.

Our company supply sergeant had "procured a training film" for some of the grunts he knew well. I didn't really know him but my platoon sergeant vouched for me.

The film was a grainy black and white. It was dated. Looked like the 50's. But the action was jarringly fascinating for me. Never in my young life had I seen sexual acts shown in the film. My mind was instantly consumed with watching it. My cock started swelling almost immediately. I think most of us sitting in that dark supply tent watching the film had the same reaction. The situation seldom gave us time for such pleasurable things.

So, that film in Vietnam started a long history of my porn watching. Once back in the U.S. adult theaters had replaced the old theaters of my childhood. Stores selling sex toys and magazines seemed to be around every corner in my neighborhood. Today it's the pot dispensaries that litter ever commercial strip of my hood.

The theaters have mostly been shuttered. Way too many problems with humans having sex in a darkened theater. We all needed to have morality even if it meant the officials decided what it was.

Before the closures I was one of the sinners using those dark places to have sex. I had discovered I liked sucking cock a short time after my return to the states.

Probably my "don't give a damn" attitude led me to find cock sucking. Nothing much mattered at that time in my life. Only smoking weed and escaping.

But one summer night I was so fucked up on weed I couldn't drive. So, I was standing at the bus stop around midnight waiting for the once an hour bus running on the night schedule. I got an offer of a ride by a guy around 50 years old. I thought "why not?" Ended up the guy wanted to "play". I thought "why not?" Ended up he detoured to his house. I thought "why not?" He sucked me off once we got naked and the orgasm was explosive. It was the most pleasure I'd felt in the entire time I'd been back.

He didn't ask me to suck him. I asked him. I wanted to see what it was like to suck a man's cock. Once again, pleasure. A pleasure unlike getting off. Exciting, erotic as hell. Something I immediately enjoyed. And the surprise of cum shooting in my mouth didn't turn me off. It turned me on! Who knew I was a repressed cock sucker.

Soon, I discovered dark porn theaters as places men hung out to meet other men. My first time in one of the theaters I sat down two rows from the back with no one around. The entire row was empty. On the screen was John Holmes fucking women that actually had bushes.

It was a few years before the shaved era came around. The porn industry preferred the natural look.

It didn't take long before a guy showed up in the row I was sitting. At first he was a few chairs away. I kept watching the screen at the same time I kept an eye on the guy in my peripheral vision.

I was anxious about the possibility of doing something sexual in the relatively public place. Yeah, it was dark but my old puritan morality still hung on.

After a brief time the guy moved over next to me. He was in his early 40's judging by what little I could see of him. He was well dressed. Had a suit jacket on.

To my surprise the guy reached his hand over placing it directly over my crotch. Gave it a gentle squeeze. Found my cock's shaft and rubbed. I surprised myself in letting him touch me. But his touch immediately turned me on.

I wanted more. I reached over and grabbed his crotch. His cock was already hard and easily found. So we sat there stroking each other's cocks through the the thin material of our pants. Finally he reached up to find my zipper. He unzipped and quickly reached in to grab my hardening cock. He pulled it up through the zipper opening exposing it to the outside.

"Goddamn, you have a horse cock." he excitedly whispered to me.

He gently stroked the shaft and flirted with the head using only a soft touch of one finger. I felt an increasing excitement.

I unzipped him and brought his cock outside his pants. It was a thick cock with large head. Not as long or thick as mine but good sized. I could feel the sticky fluid of his pre-cum on the tip. My cock was also seeping.

I was worried I might shoot cum all over my clothes if the guy kept going much longer. No need to worry. He pulled away from my hand stroking him to drop down on his knees close to my knees.

I had a brief thought of wondering what the hell was on that theater floor. But the tongue that licked my shaft and balls and then traced up to the head interrupted that concern.

I looked down at the guy who was in a frenzy taking care of my cock. His mouth consumed the entire length before he started bobbing his head up and down. His mouth moved right up to the tip of my cock and plunged back down to my pubic hair.

He was making me squirm in my seat with the pleasure his mouth was giving me. He kept a steady rate of swallow and pull back up. He had used his right hand to fondle my sack while he sucked. I was breathing hard with each stroke he completed. I could feel the exquisite jolt of pleasure that always preceded my orgasms.

Then came the spasm of the shaft, the flaring of the head and the eruption of cum pumping out of me. Short bursts of cum streams shooting from my cock. The guy kept his mouth on the head throughout the orgasm.

I finally felt the intense pleasure diminish. The guy kept his mouth on my cock as it began to shrivel back to normal. He didn't keep pumping up and down. Only had the entire shaft buried in his throat. And then he pulled away. Licked the small amount of ejaculate from the head and then returned to his seat.

He whispered "thanks" to me and zipped his pants and walked out into the lobby. I watched him leave with my flaccid cock still out. I realized I should zip up.

I continued to watch Holmes fuck the never ending line up of women on the screen, thinking I'd let myself relax after the intense orgasm I'd just experienced. Suddenly I saw another man coming down the row of seats. I glanced over and saw him unzip. He was about my size. Dressed casual. Short hair. in his thirties.

I looked back up to the porn on the big screen.

Quickly moving over to me. the guy put his cock on my left cheek. I could tell he was already hard. I turned my head to meet his cock. It traced over my lips until I opened my mouth to take it in. The guy pushed forward until his large cock had seated fully down my throat.

I damn near gagged at the sudden intrusion. But the velvet feel of his cock despite how rigid it was excited me. I felt my cock stir.

The guy grabbed my head and pulled me up against the opening of his pants. As he held my head steady, he started pumping his cock in rapid thrusts forward and back to the glans. Steady thrusts that had me drooling and slobbering.

I retched several times as he fucked my mouth but was aroused to feel the large cock ravage my mouth.

I made a big effort to keep my lips tight on his shaft as he kept thrusting. It seemed he fucked my face for a good five minutes before I felt it.

There it was. I felt the spasm on the underside of the shaft. Then I could feel the movement of his cum coursing up his shaft. Then the warm shots of cum filled my mouth and shot down my throat.

I worked hard to pull back so I could keep the cum in mouth. I wanted to taste him. He allowed me to do it. My mouth filled with the sticky cum. It actually tasted sweet mixed with a salty flavor.

Once the guy had finished shooting his cum, he pulled his cock out and rubbed it on my lips and the bridge of my nose. It had some cum still oozing that dripped off my nose. Then he slapped me with the shaft of his cock like he was shaking piss off his cock at a urinal.

I meekly took his domination. I still had his cum swirling around in my mouth. I wanted to savor the feel and taste. After the guy was done cock slapping me, he zipped and ran.

I sat there with his cum dripping down to my chin. I quickly gathered it up with my fingers before it ran down to my pants. I added it to the cum already in my mouth. I swallowed the wad of cum quickly. It went down my throat. It was thick. Like swallowing clams. I licked the cum from my fingers and quickly swallowed.

I adjusted my clothes and stood. I saw several reenactments of my own experience happening in the theater. My eyes had adjusted to the dark so I could vaguely see the tell-tale shapes of guys getting blow jobs. Heads peaked over the laps of guys. Some were bent over, holding onto the back of seats with guys thrusting back and forth into their ass.

I walked out of the theater and quickly jumped into my car. I wanted to make a quick escape before someone I knew could spot me coming out of a porn place.

Of course the chance of it happening in a big city at a porn theater not even close to home was miniscule. But it was the paranoia, the sneaking around so many of us guys did and still do.