On a European vacation, I stayed at my favorite hotel in Covent Garden which has a very good Welsh bar around the corner. One day on the way to the British Museum, I walked through the SoHo district and noticed there were many gay video stores. I checked out a few and found one with booths downstairs and a theater showing gay porn upstairs.
There were no men downstairs in the booths so I went upstairs. There was only an old man in the theater. I ignored him and sat down in a seat with one between me and the aisle. I have long auburn hair, am 6', 175 with a swimmer's body, a thick, eight-inch uncut cock with low-hanging balls and size twelve shoes. I was wearing tight Levi jeans, a white v-neck t-shirt, a hoodie, my black leather jacket and large black construction boots.
After ten minutes, a very hot, medium-height man with dark auburn hair, blue eyes and handsome face who looked like the actor George McKay who played Jacob in the movie "Wolf". He was wearing tight jeans (showing a huge bulge), a tight Arsenal jersey and a hoodie. He stood in front of me, took off the hoodie and pulled his jersey over his head revealing a very muscular, ripped hairless torso, with stiff nipples.
He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. His fat, ten-inch uncut cock popped up from his trimmed pubes. I got rock hard and my throat tingled knowing it was going to be wrapped around his fat cock in seconds and getting fed a huge load of semen.
He smiled at me and rubbed his cock head on my lips, leaving precum on them. I smiled and licked it off my lips. He sat down next to me. I wrapped my hand around his fat cock and started stroking his foreskin up and down it, making him groan. He got rock hard and skinned back. I could see a drop of precum in his piss slit.
I leaned over, wrapped my mouth around his cock head, licked around it, lapping up his precum. He groaned, put both hands on the back of my head and pushed it all the way down on his cock. I felt all ten fat inches scrape past my tonsils. He groaned and loudly said in a thick English accent, "Fuck, tight throat. Treat my cock right and I'll feed you my hot seed."
He flexed his hip of and down slightly, his fat cock stretching my throat. I squeezed his huge balls and flexed my throat muscles. He held my head all the way down on him, bucked his hips up, grunted as I felt his fat cock throb deep in my throat as he shot. "Fuck, swallow my seed, hot cocksucker!" He pulled out, me feeling all fat ten sliding out of my throat. He stood up, wiped his cock head on my face, stuffed his still-hard cock back into jeans, buttoned them and left.
I went downstairs to cruise the booths again. He was standing in a wide booth with the door open (the doors opened out), stark naked revealing his muscular, ripped body with wide shoulders, a narrow waist and his fat, hard cock sticking out of his trimmed pubes. "I want to see if your ass is as tight and hot as your throat. Undress, bend over, squat down and spread those legs." He was clearly surprised at my physique and large uncut cock. "Fuck, man, you are hot, too!"
I turned around, put my hands on the wall, placed my cheek on the wall looking out. He kicked my feet apart spreading them apart wider. I heard him tear open a condom and snap it on his cock. He lubed my ass with his middle finger making me groan and push back on his finger. He stuck three fingers up my ass. He put his huge hands on my hips and slid his cock all the way up my ass slowly. We both loudly groaned as he slowly slid it in and out. I didn't flex. "Hot stud, you can fuck my ass all day."
"Hot Yankee, look at all the hot men watching me stretch your ass. I'm sure, after I throat fuck you and you fuck my ass and throat, they'd love to use our asses and throats." I could see at least ten hot men outside rubbing their huge bulges with smiles on their handsome faces. I was already hard but got harder knowing those men were watching me get fucked by that hot stud.
He slammed his cock up my ass, grunted and, as his fat cock throbbed up my ass filled his condom with more of his hot seed. I shot on the wall of the booth. He pulled out, making us both groan. I dropped to my knees, licked my own semen off the wall, bent my head back, opened mouth, and stuck out my tongue. He poured all his hot seed down my throat.
Looking up at him, I put my head down, put my hands on his firm, hairless ass with my fingers in his ass crack with my middle finger tickling his asshole and went all the way down on him in one gulp. I heard some of the men outside gasp and one say, "Fuck, can't wait to use that hot man!" I held his ass so his cock stayed down my throat. I felt a hot mouth and throat wrap around my cock. I flexed, he grunted and fed me his seed as I fed my cocksucker my seed.
"Fuck, stick your finger up my ass every time I throat fuck you. It made it even hotter."
We stood up, put our hands on the back wall of the bent over and spread our legs. One after another, we felt out asses get eaten, then fingered, then filled up with fat cocks. Some we were aggressive slapping our ass cheeks, some gentle. All four of us groaned and groaned. Each fucker grunted, slammed their cocks up our asses and shot into their condoms.
Each pulled out, making all of us groan more. We dropped to our knees and looking up into their eyes swallowed their still warm, sweet condom semen, then got throat fucked by them while another two men sucked our cocks.
We did this until every man had each other's ass and throat. There was thirty-two spent condoms and wrappers on the floor. After, the English stud and I dressed and went to a nearby pub and ordered two pints. "English stud, what is your name?"
"Jonathan, but everyone calls me Johnny. You?"
"My name is Michael, but everyone calls me Mikey. I'm going to call you 'Ginger Johnny'."
Smiling slyly, "I'll call you 'Tighty Mikey'."
"Are you a professional football player?"
"No, Arsenal is my favorite team. I play rugby."
"Hot. I swim and fence, hence my slim, muscular body. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a contractor, work hard all day on construction sites, hence my huge muscles. You?"
"I'm a painter and cabinetmaker. I have my studio and woodshop in a loft I renovated and my girlfriend designed on the Lower East Side in Manhattan."
"So, you know how to use tools."
"Yes. I enjoyed using yours. You're clearly good with tools, too."
"Me, too. Are you gay?"
"No, bisexual. I've been dating the same hot woman for three years. Lots of hot sex and oral. You?"
"Bisexual, too. I have a hot wife and three children. I hang out at that booth store to find men who can service my fat cock with their asses and throats."
"Where did you come from?"
With a big smile, "I grew up dirt poor in South London, the son of a policeman and housewife. I have a younger brother and sister. We had a good life, great place to grow up. I'm very proud of that, so have kept my accent. I went to technical school, did an apprenticeship and got my license. I now live in a loft I renovated in Camden Town with a woman from a wealthy family who is an interior architect. Where are you from?"
"A small town in the South. I actually have a southern accent but don't use it unless I'm home. I grew up in a very wealthy family that has used our money and influence to make our state and country a better place. I haven't inherited yet. The rule is one has to live on their own for ten years. When I do inherit, I'll be able to buy building in Camden Town and you can renovate it. Luckily, my girlfriend is wealthy and is also an interior architect."
"Maybe we can go into business. You buy the properties and to have them renovated by me, then we sell them. Where did you get that leather jacket? It shows your swimmer body well."
"A store in New York that specialized in English clothes. It's closed. Maybe Lauren can have one made for you. One that shows your bulging muscles. Wear tight blue jeans to show your hot ass and other bigger bulge, a tight white v-neck t-shirt, tight hoodie and the jacket. Men and women will find you irresistible. Like me. Bathroom?
He smiled and said, "Fuck yes. It would be hot to have sex without other men watching." He smiled and rubbed our crotches.
We went downstairs into one of the four bathrooms and locked the door. We watched each other fuck our asses in the mirror, then looking into each other's eyes as we throat fucked each other. Before we went back up to the bar, Johnny kissed me.
I was pleasantly surprised, opened my mouth and stuck my tongue in his. We French kissed getting us both hard again. I commented, "Hmmm, didn't expect that, although it was obviously hot as we both got hard again.
"I'm happy I met you. I had no idea when I went up to that theater I'd find another hot, bisexual man and would have two hours of hot sex. I wish you lived in London."
"Me, too. I don't know when I'll be back in London. If you are ever in New York, call me. Here's my cell number." He gave me his number. We sucked each other off again.
After, we had another beer and left. Johnny asked, "How long are you here?"
"Four more nights, then I'm flying to Prague, then Krakow and then Budapest. I am staying at a hotel in Covent Garden. Why?"
"Want to play in my and my wife's bed in Camden Town?"
"Assuming she's as hot as you, damn right I do."
