[The Chat]
I met Sam in a chat room for guys who liked other guys. My profile said I was "bi curious." While I have thought about sex with men for a long time, and even used some toys to see what anal might feel like, I had no experience with men. In our chat, Sam seemed much more experienced and willing to teach me.
Sam said his interests were in semi-public sex that might have onlookers. That sounded kind of hot, but terrifying. When I asked for an example, he described an adult theater where other guys could see us, and might join us. That was way out of my comfort zone, but I was intrigued by the idea of sex in a public setting. He suggested an adult arcade where we could use a booth for privacy, and I agreed to meet him at Pearl's Pleasure Palace in an hour.
[Arriving]
As I drove up to Pearl's I first noticed the bright blue paint that was peeling in places, and the sign that indicated parking in the rear - keeping your car from being seen and maybe recognized. I appreciated that discretion. There were several cars in the parking lot at Pearl's, so apparently there were some people inside. The fact that others were willing to go there was a good thing, but having others around made me nervous.
Inside, I soon discovered that my low expectations for Pearl's were way too high. The vibe in Pearl's was all dirty floors and dusty merchandise. The front room was filled with racks of porn magazines in plastic wrappers. There were shelves of CDs against two walls, with racks of sex toys on the others. I had never seen so many sex toys and had no clue how some would even be used. There were a few guys hanging out by the magazines, flipping through the covers, acting like they were waiting for something else but I didn't know what.
I was to meet Sam inside the arcade, which was clearly marked with a red neon sign over a beaded curtain. Sam had told me I needed to buy tokens to enter the arcade, so I looked over at the counter and took the $5 bill from my pocket. The cashier was a young goth-looking woman with dark makeup and lots of piercings. I was dreading this part of the encounter because there was no way to stay anonymous, the cashier would see my face. But this step was necessary if I was to meet Sam in the arcade.
As it turned out, the goth girl behind the counter never even looked up, just asked "Arcade?" When I mumbled something in the affirmative, she took my cash and handed me a small pile of tokens, which I stuffed in a pocket as I headed towards the back.
Nervously, I parted the beaded curtain and stepped into the arcade. I don't know what I was expecting but what I found was complete blackness. I had to stand with my hand on the wall for a minute to let my eyes adjust. After a minute I could see small red and green lights down a couple of hallways, and then I noticed that there were some guys standing around - at least I assumed they were guys. I could see dark shapes in the darkness.
Sam stepped up and grabbed my arm, leading me down one of the aisles. He opened a door and we went into a small room just as black as the rest of the place. The only light was on the coin slot, apparently for the tokens. I slipped in a few tokens and the video monitor came on, giving enough light to see that there was a chair in the room, and that was all. Sam was already unfastening my belt.
There were controls on the touch screen allowing us to choose a channel. I had never seen some of the kinds of porn available on that screen. It seemed to offer every combination of male, female, shemale, black, white, Asian, and some that were maybe supposed to be aliens? Whatever you were into, there seemed to be a channel that catered to your kink. Sam picked a gay sex channel with very well-endowed actors. Then he kissed me and started taking off my shirt. I returned the kiss and started lifting his shirt as well. It seemed abrupt, but: Let the games begin!
[The Games Begin]
Sam made short work of our clothes, stacking them in two piles in the corner. I tried not to think about what was on the floor. Sam pressed me up against the wall and was actively exploring my body with his hands and mouth, kissing my neck and then sucking my nipples. They responded, getting hard and tender, and I responded, reveling in his touch, my cock getting rigid. He knelt and took my cock in his mouth, sucking and using his tongue to get it wet and slick.
The screen went dark and I added a few more tokens to the machine, giving me enough light to see what Sam was doing. He was on his knees, sucking my cock, and squeezing my balls. I was loving it, holding onto Sam's head, fucking my cock into his mouth.
I noticed a flickering light coming through a six-inch hole in the wall. Someone was in the adjacent booth and had started a video. With the light on the other side of the wall, I could see a face through the hole. Someone was watching us. I tapped Sam's shoulder and pointed it out to him.
"Oh yeah, that's the gloryhole," he said as if it were commonplace. "Let's see if he wants to play." With that, Sam leaned over the hole and ran his fingers along the lower edge. Then he leaned back to see what would happen. A moment later a thick, hard cock came through the hole. Sam called me over. "Look," he said eagerly, "He wants you to suck his cock."
Well, I had come here to expand my sexual horizons, and the idea of sucking this stranger's cock made my own cock twitch and spit some precum, so I dropped to my knees (ignoring that dirty floor again) and grabbed his cock. It was hard and soft at the same time, smooth except for a few prominent veins, and warm - really warm.
At Sam's urging I took the head of the cock into my mouth and licked it. There was a drop of precum at the tip, and I was surprised by the taste - it was pretty good. I sucked more of the cock into my mouth, enjoying the feel of the hard shaft filling my mouth. Sam grabbed my head and moved it to slide the cock in and out a few times. I took the hint and started moving my head on my own.
I could hear the guy plaster himself against the wall, trying to get as much dick into my mouth as possible. I never realized how much I would like having a guy indicate he appreciated what I was doing to his cock. It made me suck harder and try to take him deeper.
Deeper was a mistake, and I gagged hard. I had to back off his cock and cough to clear the feeling, but then I went right back down on his cock, stopping just before I gagged again. I tasted more precum and kept up the bobbing motion, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. The thickness of his cock had my jaw tiring before long. I tried to stick it out, but I was hurting. Then I heard the guy start moaning. I loved to hear those moans, and with renewed energy I started sucking him harder, trying to get him across the line. He came without warning. After the first shot I tried to back off his cock, but Sam held my head in place. I took his entire load in my mouth, swallowing a little before thinking better of it. I held his cum in my mouth until he had finished and Sam released my head. Not knowing what else to do, I opened my mouth and showed Sam the cum, then looked for some place to spit it.
"Swallow it," Sam whispered, making swallowing motions with his head. After holding the slimy goo in my mouth, and kind of enjoying the taste, I swallowed the blob of cum and felt it slip and slide down my throat.
"What'd you think?"
