My Gay Sex Experience

This is the true story of my first and only gay sex experience, an anonymous encounter at an adult bookstore.

I attended a large Midwestern university in the 80s. In town there was an adult bookstore which I and the guys in my fraternity would go to occasionally. We'd pile into a couple of cars and a dozen or so of us would go there for a laugh. They had probably 12 or 15 booths there, kind of arranged in a circle around a central area. They weren't that big but 4 or 5 of us would stuff ourselves into a booth and have a good laugh watching the videos.

I would also go by myself sometimes. I'd usually go during the day since the place was always deserted and it was less likely I'd see somebody I knew. These trips were not for a laugh, but so I could jerk off in the booths. I went as often as I could because I really got off on it. The booths sometimes smelled like come and I liked thinking about other guys jerking off in the booths before I got there. In fact, I'd seek out the booths in which I could either see or smell fresh come on the floor or wall. The booths all had paper towel dispensers and small waste cans in them, but usually the customers wouldn't clean up their come. If it was on the wall or the screen, I'd run my finger through the goo and touch it to my lips. A couple of times it was still warm and I knew it was fresh, and I'd lick some off.

The booths all had choices of 4 movies, and the booths were all different. So I'd go into a booth, pop a couple of quarters in the machine and check out the movies. Then, if none of them really got me off, I'd go to another booth and check out its movies.

I was doing this one time when I was there and I heard there was another guy enter one of the other booths. This also excited me knowing a stranger was jerking off just as I was. I spent some time in one booth and had jerked off for a little while, but didn't come. I wanted to change booths.

My cock was still hard when I slipped it back into my pants and zipped up. I opened the door to leave the booth and saw that probably 15 feet away, another booth's door was cracked open. The light from the screen was showing on the guy in the booth and he was peeking out the door. When I walked out into the central area, the guy opened the door a bit wider and I could see into this booth better. He was a middle-aged guy, probably in his 40s, salt-and-pepper hair, and he was wearing a suit. He also has his cock out of his pants and I could see it was hard. I looked up at him and he gestured for me to come to him.

I approached his booth tentatively, not knowing what was going on for sure. (Yes, I was pretty naive!) He stepped back from the door and I entered the booth. He closed the door behind me and locked it, and stood just to my right. I was getting nervous and excited at the same time. I felt my heart racing. The guy resumed stroking his cock and I alternated looking at the video on the screen and looking at his cock. After probably a minute passed, the guy moved closer to me and reached down and unzipped my fly. My cock was still really hard and, as I never wore underwear when I went there (easier access), it dropped out into his hand. He started stroking me and it felt electric. It was my first experience with another person touching my cock. He then took my right hand and put it on his hard-on. It was my first experience touching another man's cock. It was hot and it pulsed in my hand. In the flickering light of the video booth, it looked to be 8 or 9 inches long and his big head glistened with pre-come.

I stroked it gently and he slowly rocked back and forth against my stroking. Then, I shocked myself (and him I'm sure) by leaning over and putting my mouth on his cock. I felt him shudder as I sucked his swollen head into my mouth. It was like I was sucking on a salty, sweaty, burning hot plum. And it felt amazing.

I stroked his shaft as I suckled on his head and it slurped in and out of my mouth. I moved my left hand down into his pants, and gently cupped and fondled his balls. They felt huge and I wanted to see them. I tried to pull them from his pants but they wouldn't come out. He reached down and adjusted his pants and I was able to free them from their confinement. As I was no longer stroking him, I wanted to try and take his entire length into my mouth. I released his balls and held the base of this cock firmly. Then I worked his thick rod in slowly, little by little. I couldn't get the entire length in without starting to gag a little, and ended probably two inches short. He made the first noise I heard from him as he let out a long, low moan.

He had stopped stroking my cock by then and that was fine; I wanted to give him all the attention and pleasure without me or him being distracted by him playing with me. But I took up jerking myself with my left hand as my right hand started up and down his shaft again. This time, I was moving my mouth up and down as well, matching the pumping of my fist. His rod was now really slick from my saliva and I found I could easily travel his entire length with every stroke and pump into my mouth. I felt his hand on the back of my head and he was really getting into it, as was I.

After a few minutes, I heard him grunting softly with every downward plunge of my mouth on his swollen cock. I released my own cock and put my left hand back on his balls and rubbed them, more firmly this time. I was going to make this experience the best he could have, just for my own satisfaction. (I like to think I gave him the best blowjob of his life.) I felt he had both hands on my head now, pumping me harder down onto his rod. I wanted to take his load in my mouth and swallow every drop.

I felt his balls tighten in my left hand and I squeezed and kneaded them a little more firmly. His head swelled even larger in my mouth. I stopped moving my head up and down and locked my lips around his cock head. I was now pumping hard on his slick shaft with my right hand. I heard him gurgle something unintelligible; I assumed he was letting me know he was going to come. Then, I felt his shaft flex and the first shot of come cover my tongue. It was salty and thick and hot. Immediately, a second shot followed, and then another. I held his come in my mouth for a second, feeling him fill me up. I then swallowed hard and gulped my first mouthful of come down. Another shot came, and another, and another. His orgasm seemed to last for a minute, though I'm sure it was probably only a few seconds.

I felt him going limp in my hand and I sucked out whatever was left in him. I straightened up and he put himself back together. My own cock was aching and I started stroking it. The guy encouraged me, saying quietly, "I wanna see you shoot." It didn't take long before I felt myself starting to come. I pointed my cock away from him and spurted a huge load against the wall. It felt so good and was my first orgasm in front of somebody. A day of firsts.

The guy then unlocked the booth door and left, just like that. It was awesome and I've often wished I could have another experience like it. A few times I've looked through postings on craigslist and found guys local to me who wanted anonymous, oral sex encounters, but I haven't worked up the nerve yet to answer one of the posts. Maybe some day.