A Hot Surprise as the New Porn Space Opens

 Near Home—June, 2024

I had heard, via an online chat room, that the new theatre remodel (after the car accident took out the original two) was going fast.  It was set to reopen on the first Friday of the month.  Of course I had to be there!  I took off, after lunch, to see what they had done.  (It turned out that they had let people into the space by that Wednesday.)

The old video arcade, with all those single booths, was gone, ripped out and the machinery sold to another video store.  The arcade was on the opposite side of the retail store from the old theatre rooms, still in rubble.  There was currently a curtained entrance at the archway.  The restroom was there, where it had always been, to the left as you entered.  The empty space was larger than I expected.  It was basically a big L shaped room, painted black.  On the wall that would be the bottom of the L was a large television showing straight porn.  At what would be the top of the L, forming a narrow alcove, was another television, showing gay porn.  New, comfortable chairs were strewn haphazardly around, facing either one screen or another.  I sat down where I could see both screens with just a slight head swivel. 

There were half a dozen men in the room.  One man was openly stroking to the straight porn.  Two were kneading their own crotches.  The atmosphere was good, but tentative…

 

I can’t quite unzip yet.  My cock tents my camos slightly.  The male couple, who come here together to suck dick, come in and smile at me.  The shaved headed one stands near the bathroom and takes out his cock to stroke, hoping it would encourage others.  His partner comes over to me and asks if I am ready to get sucked.  I tell him I’m not.  The curtained entrance is letting in a ton of noise distraction from the retail side of things.

In five minutes, I say the hell with it, and pull out my cock.  The partner with hair is right there.  He kneels between my splayed legs and gives me great head.  He is especially glad to get to me before there is a slight sheen of lube on my cock.  He knows better than to think he’s going to get me off.  He sucks and licks and hums until his knees give out.

His partner, cock swinging, comes for me the moment he stands up.  He sucks me with his usual gusto, beating his own dick.  A bear, new to me, comes in mid suck.  We don’t stop or try to hide.  He sits next to us, so he can watch Shaved Head go to town on my cock.  SH likes an audience.  He works harder, but his knees, too, act as a timer.  He gets up, patting my shoulder affectionately. 

A lull.  I stroke, mostly to the straight as it is more in front of me (and the scene is a rough three-hole workout.)  The bear likes the scene, too.  He unzips and strokes his thick dick along with me.

“You have a great cock,” he whispers. 

I thank him.

“Mind if I take a turn?”

I smile and nod.  He gets down between my legs and gives me the best head so far.  There is just something about his hunger.  Maybe he doesn’t get to have a hard dick in his mouth very often…

I would love to give him my load as a reward.  But I’m just not there yet.  I wouldn’t mind sucking him—but that is not in the cards.  When he tires, he heads to the bathroom, washes up and leaves.

A longer lull.

The guy playing with himself from the top of the afternoon is still not hard.  We are now the only men in the room for quite some time.  I am on the verge of leaving when three men come through the curtain.  Two are talkative regulars who rarely play.  The third is the road worker I blew a few weeks ago while another man sucked me.

I nod to the road worker in his florescent shirt and work boots.  His blond hair is longer now, and slightly curly with the heat.  He sits behind me, facing the gay screen, which now has a six-man orgy on it.  We suddenly are all watching that.

Road Worker unzips and pulls out his regulation sized dick.  It grows fast to his full six or so inches.  He strokes himself with a determination to drop a load and go.

I watch the video.  And him.  I finally get up and ask him if he ‘wants my mouth on that again.’  I use that phrase on purpose to remind him how he liked it before.

“Naw, don’t think so,” he grunts.

I sit in the chair next to him.  We both stroke to the video.  I am pleased he keeps looking at my cock every once in a while. 

Then out of the blue: “Go ahead and suck me.”

I go to my knees.  Again, I love how his balls smell and taste after a day of manual labor.  He seems to like my tongue.  His cock is drooling a lot.  But I can’t quite to seem to get him over the edge.

Then: “Enough.”

I take my mouth off his cock and get up.  My disappointment is short lived, as he leans forward and tentatively takes my swollen dick into his mouth.  The moment is electric for every one now watching us and not the video.  Road Worker’s technique is not as good as any of the other men who’ve sucked me today, but it’s so unexpected and so hot that it is this particular guy, that I stand there with a silly smirk on my face.  He sucks and slobbers and beats his own cock like mad.

He groans—I want to go to my knees and get his load, but he stands up, steps away and fires a massive load all over the floor.  He put himself away, still wet and dripping, snapping the waistband of his Under Armour boxer briefs.  He takes off.

I do myself up, too. 

I’m not going to top that today. 

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 Road Worker’s earlier appearance is in Swallow, Don't Spit