This is my fourth letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore his seedier side.
In my first letter "Costume in a Costume" I describe how I dressed as a girl in a Halloween costume to trick unsuspecting men into letting me give them my first blow job. In my second letter "Gloryhole Illustration" I describe how I accidentally discovered a glory hole and learned what they are used for. In my third titled "Steely" I discover that there is a whole underground of men cruising for sex. In this one I will tell you about my first visit to an adult bookstore after becoming aware of cruising β
It was Thursday and I had the day off work. My wife didn't know I had the day off as I planned to visit an adult bookstore about an hour from my home.
I got up in the morning and got ready for work as usual. Then instead of going to the office I went to the forest preserve to enjoy the day and read the paper. I didn't go there to hook up with any men even though I have done that before.
I was just killing time until I drove down to Roselle to visit Zebulon, an adult bookstore. I liked Zebulon because you choose one movie to watch on the main screen and then on the second screen you can see a preview of what is playing on other channels. If things are slow, there is another bookstore around the corner in an industrial park. This one has a large room with booths scattered throughout.
I passed on a few guys who were subtly hitting on me then about ten o' clock I drove to the bookstore, getting there before the lunch hour. I picked a large booth that wouldn't be too crowded once another guy got in there with me so we could trade a suck.
I dropped ten dollars into the arcade and picked a movie I liked. I picked a straight movie with a hot chick sucking several guys with great cocks.
I'm not gay but I really enjoy a nice looking cock either in the video or live in the video arcade.
With the light on outside my booth everyone would know it was occupied. And because there were no glory holes I left my door slightly ajar as an invitation for someone to join me.
Now you may think that I am an old pro when it comes to meeting men in the bookstore but you would be wrong. I have never hooked up in a bookstore before and didn't even know that kind of thing happened until a guy I met named Gus filled me in on the details of how things worked.
I was sitting on a plastic chair in my booth for about five minutes, slowly stroking my cock, when someone opened my door slightly to look in. He looked me up and down and then left. I guess I wasn't what he was looking for.
A few minutes later my door opened again. A tall weightlifter type guy walked right in and stood next to me, watching my movie.
He asked if I minded if he watched, as he was out of singles. Gus told me this was a typical ploy to ask me if I wanted to have sex. It made it seem like he was just interested in being economical if I didn't want any.
A few seconds later he grabbed his crotch, readjusted himself and gave his dick a good rub. I could see he was going to be big. I nodded my head letting him know that it was ok with me if he unzipped his pants.
He pushed his pants down to his knees followed by his underwear. His penis was as well built as his hunky body. It was completely soft and about five inches long in its flaccid state. His dick was also thick and circumcised. I was really happy now as I could tell that this would grow into a real monster. I was going to enjoy sucking this pole once it got going.
His upper torso was facing the video but his hips were facing me so his cock was in my face.
He took the liberty of changing the channel to something that suited him more. Etiquette, I guess, would seem, indicates that whoever is going to get off watches what they want. The other guy would have his face buried in pubes anyway and wouldn't be able to see if he wanted to. (So how did we decide who would suck and who would be sucked? Simple, I was sitting and he was standing.)
He picked a channel with a real cute Latina on her hands and knees getting butt fucked. He took off his shirt and since there was nowhere else to put it except on the floor, he put it behind me on my chair. His chest was well defined and cut from many hours of working out in the gym. He was tall and more muscular than I thought at first, it was astounding but his biceps were the size of my calves.
Putting one hand on the back of my neck he simply said, "I'd like to get started." He drew my head into his groin and he moved my face all over his midsection. He ordered me to "Kiss it" while rubbing my lips over his washboard stomach. I don't like men's bodies but if I were going to be made to kiss one, a hairless muscular stud would be the one I would pick. I kissed his stomach and his chest and anywhere else he indicated. He had me suck his nipples too.
After a bit he moved me down to his magnificent cock, again instructing me to kiss it. He didn't want me to suck, just to kiss his cock all over.
Up until now his five inch softy hadn't grown at all. But now with the adoration of kisses he started to expand. He grew like an accordion stretching out all along his length. Soon he was up to about nine inches of thick monster cock. This was the second largest cock I have ever seen.
I continued to kiss his cock. The head and shaft, the huge hanging balls, his muscular thighs and rippled stomach were all representative of the perfect male physique.
He lifted me up by my underarms, and lowered my pants more. After fondling my cock and balls for a little while he had me step out of my pants and underwear, which he folded and put on the chair with his shirt.
He pulled my body next to his, worrying me that he would want to kiss and make out which would be totally gross. As luck would have it I only came up to shoulders and it would be hard to make out with the height differential.