After several years of being a "straight" guy receiving, sometimes giving head, and occasionally topping a random guy in a booth, I really started to be curious about getting fucked. I met an older guy with a thick 10" cock that taught me the ropes of being a bottom. The one thing I never got from my time with him was the spit-roasting I had come to crave.
One Sunday afternoon I decided I was going all out to make it happen. I put on my red jock strap and some gym shorts and headed to the adult theaters. This theater has one straight theater, two gay theaters, and booths with glory holes. After paying admission I went into the straight theater and sat down on my own couch near some other guys. I was looking around, making it obvious I was interested in the action in the room and not on the screens. Right away a good looking guy was waving 8" at me. I moved over to him, dropped to my knees. I started working his dick like my life depended on it.
I pulled my shorts down to show my ass. I was aware that several guys were watching the show. I even felt a hand on my ass and got a little smack, but nothing else. The guy I was blowing was very vocal when he shot his load in my mouth. I swallowed and thanked him. I went into the gay theater and pretty quickly was going down a guy that was probably only 21. I felt a few smacks on my ass this time and even someone probing me with their finger a bit. No one took the bait. I wandered to the other theater, but there was no action, so I headed to the glory holes.
I left my door unlocked so that I might get used while I was servicing a guy through the hole. Five dicks later and 7 loads total, it wasn't working out. I was starting to think I was going to strike out. I was having fun but not getting the spit roast I wanted.
I resigned myself to it not happening I went into the bigger of the two gay theaters, past all the rows of couches and posted up against the wall. I pulled out my dick was stroking casually. There were at least a dozen guys in there. Two were in the corner stroking each other, but aside from that, everyone was keeping to themselves. A couple of guys had been following me and were interested, I could tell, but hadn't made a move. Quite suddenly a new guy came in, saw me and came over. Very quickly we were stroking each other and then I dropped to my knees. He had a beautiful delicious cock. He left his bottle of poppers open right next to my nose for quite a while. I had never used them before, but recognized the euphoria that I had heard was the result.