Although this was by far a truly foreign world to me, it was none the less far more exciting. I had frequented adult establishments before with adult periodicals, videotapes, and of course the peep shows with videos and live entertainers. This one seemed no different, the tiny dark stall reeked of stale semen and who knows what else, as I closed the door behind, me making sure to lock it securely so as not to be disturbed.
Nervously I fumbled with my fist full of sticky tokens, before aligning them in a neat row on the small shelf in front of the sliding glass retainer. It was always the same, insert a token for an approximate number of seconds or minutes to be able to view the live performer, as they dance about of perform lewd sex acts for your secured viewing pleasure. As a physician, I had ample opportunities to frequent such bawdy places during my travels to nationwide medical conventions and seminars. My family were always at home, so my seedier side has never been detected. I suppose I have always suspected as much, and now I was going to attempt to prove something to my own sexual desires. Although happily married with children, I found myself settling in as the last token was inserted and the sliding panel raised.
There standing boldly in front of me was the most gorgeous seminude black man, with an enormous sized bulge in his g string looking directly at me. Taken back at first, I shuddered before he spoke through the amplified speaker system, informing me it was my lucky night, because no one else was in any of the surrounding booths, so he would be putting on a private show, just for me. Sweat began to fill my pores as I looked on in strange anticipation as to what would happen next.
He smiled a devilish grin as he groped himself shamelessly, for my viewing pleasures. The music blared as he gyrated about in a feminine manner, instructing me to get comfortable, which meant pull out my cock and start playing with myself as he was about to do for me.
Being there felt more guilty, yet extremely more exciting as I watched fascinated, while he began to wiggle his slender hips and thrust his ass out at me as if teasing and taunting. He was muscular and lean, evidently, he worked out on a vigorous schedule regularly, and watched his diet.
When he came closer to my window he looked inside as if wanting to see my cock, which was still entrapped inside my silk boxers, although fully erect by then. So was he as he deliberately stood eye level to me and slowly lowered his tiny g string, which barely covered his big nut sack. His cock was snake like, it was enormous in size, and I found myself drooling from my lips unknowingly, as I sat there completely mesmerized by the decadent spectacle taking place in front of me. Here I was, a well-known physician in my hometown and state, watching a male stripper in a gay establishment. My wife would have died had she known as only a few evenings prior to the trip we had engaged in at least two hours of passionate lovemaking, but one thing she always forbid me to do as liberal sexually as she was, was to fuck her up the ass.
I had fantasies about fucking a woman other than her yet never had the guts to stray and here I was now having thoughts of what it would feel like to have such a monster sized black dick shoved up my own horny ass as I unzipped my fly and freed my bulbous headed cock. Perhaps having a large knob like head was the reason my wife would never let me shove it up her behind. She never minded my licking her there, but not even my little finger would she allow up her bung hole. I suppose I was anal frustrated and never knew it, until seeing the sexy male dancing about decadently before me.
Now as the loud music filled my head, I watched amazed as he lowered his pouch to display his prized possession to me, just me alone, as I sat there staring and drooling at it. He turned to bend down and smile at me from between his long legs licking his lips purposely to edge me on even further as I leaned closer to the dirty glass as though I might be able to catch a whiff of his black skinned ass. Adding insult to injury he slowly ran his hands back between his legs to grab hold of his shiny ass cheeks and feel himself up. Next, he took his long middle finger and deliberately ran it up and down along the darker crack of his now sweating ass. My dick got do hard it began to hurt.
He began to fondle his long pole for me as I did the same for him. Ironically, he seemed pleased with mine, although pale white and average in size, it did have a rather large, knobby head at the end, unlike many men. He ranted and raved about the tiny dance floor, beating himself off for me closer to ejaculation as I was. Then suddenly he turned to retrieve something out of my view and came back with a jar of lubricant and a large sized butt plug, which he sucked on for some time before getting it good and sloppy with his own saliva. He came as close to the glass as he could before shoving it up his ass, right in front of my face.
At that moment I heard someone scream aloud and realized, to my embarrassment, it was me. He smiled again wickedly, working the big plug in and out of his greasy ass hole, all the while pulling on his enormous cock in my face. I was enjoying this all too much I thought and proved my theory to be true. I was attracted to men slightly, and if I even was to cheat on my wife it would most likely be with another man.
These of course were grounds for never ever getting caught as I watched lovingly as this big, black stud fucked himself up the ass with wild abandonment. Soon I was licking my lips back at him, taunting and teasing him just as he was me. My cock was rock hard by then and soon I gestured him closer to the glass and shot off all over it into his smiling face. Adding insult to my injury once more, he began to lick the other side of the glass as though wanting my come in his mouth. I was near exhaustion as I watched his continuing lewd solo performance.
He withdrew the butt plug, only to suck long and hard from it before switching on an even larger vibrator and running it all along his thick, cock, before shoving that up his gaping black ass hole. I was going crazy as this strange black stud tortured me beyond any sense of reality, as I watched him fuck himself again and again, before he finally came over to the window and pressed his big black dick against it, smashing it into my smiling, bewildered face. Oddly enough I retaliated by licking my side of the glass until I realized I was licking not only my own come, but that on everyone else who had sprayed the clear glass.
Immediately I panicked and began to gag just as his cock head throbbed up and down and began spewing streams of white, milky come all over the outside of the glass. It was such an odd sight, seeing the contrast of his white come spewing from the big hole in his black dick. He was pumping himself at me furiously at me before he finally fell to him knees licking every drip of his come from the window as though for my final viewing pleasures. Just then my time ran out and the glass closed before I could signal to him how much I greatly appreciated his wicked performance. I had never come so hard and was still trembling as I attempted to put my spent cock back in my suit trousers.
The knock on the door startled me as though I had been caught as my thoughts were running wild of the black man and myself locked in a lovers embrace, fucking like wild animals. Nothing was said as I asked who was there. Just a note, passed beneath the door. I left the booth and read the note once I found a source of light. My breathing grew rapid as I read further, he wanted me to come backstage and meet with him. My mind raced with wonder whence deciding what I should do at that point. I had the rest of the evening to myself as I had planned on perhaps taking in a few more adult establishments but had to be back to my room at a decent hour to telephone my wife and family.
Nervously I made my way backstage and knocked on the door. A mean looking man scowled at me until he saw the note. Evidently it was he who slipped it under the door as he gestured me to follow him down the tiny corridor until he ushered me through a curtained opening. There standing still completely nude was the black dancer. He informed me his name was Rubin and had enjoyed my own personal performance for him. That was one of the reasons he wanted to meet me, the other he said pointing to my crotch, was my knobby headed cock. I felt honored at what he said yet stood there frozen in fear, not knowing how to react or what to do next.
Seeing his black skinned nakedness so close to me without any glass between us had my heart racing as he eyed me from head to toe. Before I had any chance to utter a word, he reached out taking hold of me in his strong arms and pressed my body close to his, kissing me passionately on my shocked lips. Instinctively I opened my mouth as his tongue raced inside, searching for mine. He was hot to the touch and smelled delicious as I realized I was tasting some of his leftover come in his mouth and on his lips as he was mine. My arms were around his tall frame as we hugged and kissed for quite a while. Still, I had not spoken. My mind was awash with thoughts and new feelings as I felt his cock growing rigid against my belly.
