Here I was, a 50 year old man on my knees sucking an 18 year old young man. We are in the men's room of the Rialto theater. He is tall and well endowed with a beautiful hard cock. Oh to be young again! For privacy, we are in the handicapped stall which is much larger than the normal one. He had ordered me to strip naked which I did. Thankfully, there were a few hooks available to hang my clothes.
"Now faggot, slowly remove my clothes and use your teeth to remove my underwear. And be careful of touching your teeth on my cock. I wouldn't want to punish you." He smiled as he said this and so here I was, an older man submitting to a young man. I was very careful when removing his clothes but I couldn't help breathing heavily as my hands wrapped around his waist. My teeth completed the task of lowering his underwear and I was rewarded with his hard cock jutting out and hitting my face.
"So there is no misunderstanding, you need to obey my every command." I nodded in the affirmative and he slapped my face just to make sure I understood. "Now start sucking, cocksucker." And I did so with passion as my lips wrapped around his cock. I was reduced to being submissive to a hot young guy and I love it.
As I worshipped his body, I thought back to my younger life and how I had become a cum slut whore. Prior to my 18th birthday, I had always considered my a heterosexual male. I dated girls and I thought I was happy to be attracted to hot girls. So what changed? One Sunday afternoon. shortly after reaching the ripe old age of eighteen and with nothing to do, I was bored and decided to visit a local adult book store I had heard about. I entered the store around three in the afternoon and realized that I must have been the youngest guy there. The majority of men were way older than me. They seemed to look me over and so I concluded they fell into the category of dirty old men. Anyway the store consisted of a videos for sale room, a small alcove for books and magazines, a darkened back room for video booths, and of course the manager station situated in the center of the larger central area.
I visited the videos for sale room first and I was not disappointed. I enjoyed looking at the covers since they all had explicit photos. As I perused the video boxes, I felt someone right behind me get close to me. Rather than move away, I pushed back and was treated to a hard bump at my ass. When he realized that I would not shy away from him, he pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around my body and reached for my cock. Although I was getting excited by the minute, I pulled away.
"Sorry bud, but not now. Maybe later." I turned around and excused myself. I mean I wasn't gay right? He smiled and said that anytime I was ready, to return for more touchy feely action. I exited the room, composed myself, purchased tokens, and headed to the darkened video booth room. Now this room was more in tune for what I was interested in, that is anonymous sex with guys. But what was I saying? I'm not gay, right? Anyway men were milling about the various booths just hovering and perhaps waiting for whatever. I positioned myself against the back wall with booths on either side. An older man stood beside me.
"He turned to me and whispered, "Join me in the booth. I will let you suck my cock." Rather than being insulted, I indicated that the booth was kind of small for two people.
"Don't worry faggot, we'll make room." I tingled with excitement as he guided me into the booth on the right side. He entered with me and proceeded to push me down to my knees. I unbuckled his pants, lowered his underwear, and began sucking his cock. He quickly came in my mouth. I cleaned his cock with my tongue so as not to waste any cum. He pushed me away and pulled up his underwear and pants while I patiently waited for him to leave the booth.
"Good job faggot. I knew you were a fag as soon as I saw you." The truth was that I now realized I was a cock hound. I was getting ready to leave the booth when the door opened and another man entered. I stayed on my knees and unbuckled him. As I sucked him, I realized that I had become the hit of the abs. Finally, after the last man left the booth, I fixed myself and opened the door.
Standing there was the manager. I was worried that he had reported me to the police but instead he indicated that the store was closing and that I should remain behind. As he prepared to close up, he pointed to a small back room and told me to wait. The room consisted of a cot and a chair. After a few minutes, he met me in the room and ordered me to strip.
"I like my faggots naked on their knees." I quickly stripped and got on my knees. He was a much older man, well built for his age and when he stripped, his cock was rock hard. I drooled as my lips reached for his cock. "Not so fast cocksucker." He lifted my head and slapped my face several times to demonstrate his dominance over me. I trembled with excitement. I was being dominated by an older man and it felt great. "Now get on the cock and start sucking and play with my balls nice and gentle." I did as I was told and thoroughly enjoyed his cock entering my throat. I was deep into his cock and his balls rested on my chin. He held my head as I bobbed up and down on his beautiful cock. Finally, he exploded in my mouth and I did my best to swallow every drop.
"Get dressed slut. Meet me at the counter. I have a proposition for you." I used a tissue to clean my face and headed to the counter. "You're a natural cocksucker. How about coming by every Sunday to suck cocks? We'll split the profits. For the first time in my life I was the center of attention. I agreed and looked forward to the next Sunday. "And one more thing faggot. Call me daddy or sir, ok?" I nodded in the affirmative.
