Cell Phones and Sex Toys

 Near Home—May, 2024

I was still horned after my Friday afternoon of fun, detailed in the last post.  But I had a work gig that kept me from playing on Saturday and Sunday.  But it didn’t prevent me from setting up some dates.  I arranged a time on Wednesday with the married bear who is such a good cocksucker.  He was excited to come back to the playroom.  I also made a date with a brand-new guy, a younger man.  He was looking to me to work on opening his very tight hole and to be introduced to piss play.  That was for Thursday.

And here I was on Monday horned and in need.  I went to the bookstore.  I rarely went on a Monday.  I had no idea if there would be anyone there.  But even some good porn would work.  So, off I went…

 

The parking lot is sparsely filled.  I consider turning around and going home.  But I go in.  As usual, I head to the straight theatre first.  My cocksucker’s chair is taken by the one man in the theatre.  He’s white, late 40’s to early 40’s, in decent shape.  He is totally ignoring the porn and is scrolling through his phone.  And answering the annoying ping of incoming texts.  I sit to the side and open my fly.

The porn is talky.  I have been here for 10 minutes and they are still ‘acting’ up there on the screen.  I wait it out.  It goes on for another good five minutes.  And when the sex starts, it’s a girl-on-girl scene.  I look over at the guy on his phone.  He has never even acknowledged I’m in the room, so I do myself up and go next door.

No one is here.  The porn is very twinkish—but at least there are some dicks and asses on the screen.  I watch.  My cock is semi-hard.  When a cute blond begins licking a barely legal otter’s ass, my cock finally stands up.

The door opens.  A white man, likely in his 50’s comes in.  He looks like he is using the theatre as a way to get off the streets.  His clothes are filthy, his beard is unkempt and there is that sour smell of old body odor.

“You want my ass?” he asks, the moment he sees me.

I shake my head.

“I love to suck…” He steps closer to me.  The smell is overpowering.  I do up my fly and excuse myself.

I go back to the straight theatre.  The guy is still engrossed in his phone.  On the big screen television, the female couple simulate their orgasms as I sit down.  The next sequence also has an interminable set-up scene, but at least it’s a young man and a young girl.  They finally start to have the most white-bread sex you can imagine.  This is porn you take home to the wife.   The only good thing about the scene is that the guy shoots fast—and the video ends.

I go out and tell the clerk to change the disc.  She nods.  The guy I thought might be homeless is also at the counter.  He’s buying a sex toy.  I go to the bathroom, piss and go back to the new video.

I can’t believe it.  I have actually seen it here.  And it is another one where they act for a very long time before anything happens.  I don’t even sit.  I glance at Phone Guy (still at it) and check in next door.  The unkempt guy is opening his purchase.  I can’t see what it is, as his body is in the way, but I hear the hard plastic packaging being ripped open.  I beat a hasty retreat.

I cruise the racks of movies.  I get points towards a purchase with every dollar I spend here.  I often use the accumulated points to purchase porn.  Nothing is calling me today.  I also check the parking lot.  Empty but for our four vehicles.

I go back to the straight side.  They are now having sex on the screen.  I open my fly, but my cock is barely hard.  I work him up a little.  Phone Guy pays no attention at all.  Whoever he is chatting with is one of those people who sends the text every sentence.  The ding of incoming texts is constant—faster than he can answer them.

I stop.  I put my dick away.  There is a loud crash next door.  A metal chair has likely been tipped over.  I get up.  I hear the door bang.  I go out and around.  The gay theatre now reeks.  It’s empty but for the packaging strewn on the floor.  And a pink dildo covered in….well, you know.   

I walk out of the room. 

Out of the store

And start my car.

I should have stayed home…