San Francisco has everything. Chinese noodles, Mexican tortillas or good old
US of A hamburgers at four A.M. in the morning. Big titted girls with dicks
in the evening. A hot mouth in the afternoon. That wasn't gender specific,
was it.
In this adventure, our sturdy pawn in the game of sex, drugs and Rock and
Roll San Francisco style, finds himself at loose ends one Saturday afternoon.
He has an urge for sleaze so chooses to check out one of the porno theaters
in town. Not the world famous Mitchell Bro's place but one of the many in the
Tenderloin.

"Jesus, that's hot."
The young guy sitting two seats away was very agitated. We were the only two
sitting in the front row of the smelly dark theater. The screen showed a
redhead mauling her large drooping tits. Her mouth gaping as the male actor
stroked his long cock at her face. He rubbed the large very red bulbous head
over her lips and cheek.
"Shit, he is so hot." The guy unzipped and pried out a long
hardon.
"What the hell?" I whispered, amazed that the guy had his dick out, jerking
off in a public theater.
The actor squirted a big stream of come straight into the redhead's mouth.
"Oh, fuck," the guy groaned as he jacked his cock. His belly lurched forward
and he shot a big glob of come about six feet away onto the theater floor. I
heard it splat with authority. He shuddered and groaned, his eyes fixed on
the cock sucking redhead.
"God, that was a good come." The guy sighed and shuddered, stroking his
softening penis. He leaned his head back and blew out a big lung full of air.
I couldn't help but agree. The redhead was scrumptious. Cute looking and more
emotive than most porn actresses. The woman on the screen pulled the dick out
of her mouth and smiled at the camera, smacking her lips.
"I love a big mouthful of come. Don't you wish it was yours, boys?"  She
stuck out a long pink tongue and licked  slowly around her carmined lips. She
smiled lewdly into the camera making my dick lurch in my pants. The redhead's
face faded into a shot of Ron Jeremy's extra long cock sliding in and out of
yet another blond woman's mouth. He was sitting on her chest, forcefully
fucking her face.
A big guy walked in front of me, blocking the screen.
"Can I sit here?" He gestured to the seat next to mine.
"Sure." I didn't care where he sat as long as I could watch Ron Jeremy do the
nasty with the blond.
He turned, dropped his pants to his ankles and sat heavily. His thick dick
was hard, sort of waving in the air. He fisted it, letting out a big sigh. I
stared at him. First at his face, lit by the flickering screen then at his
crotch then back to his face. I almost stood up to get away when he turned
his head in my direction, glancing down at my crotch.
"Suck my cock?" He asked, most amiable.
I shook my head and waved a hand at him feeling annoyed and nervous with his
intrusion. He turned his head to his right.
"Suck my cock?" He asked the kid, still amiable.
The guy reached over and started squeezing the big guy's dick head with his
fingertips.
"Suck. I'll give you a big mouthful of come in about one minute. I gotta
weeks worth in there."
The young guy didn't say a word. He swiveled over the big guys leg and
dropped to his knees. His close cropped head dropped low. I heard him moan
with pleasure as he sucked down noisily. He started slurping and moaning,
twisting his head slightly with each change of direction.
"What the hell?" I blurted. I didn't know where to look. At the blond on the
screen or the action right in front of me.
The big guy laughed. "First time?"
"What?" I jerked my eyes off the bobbing head, the sucking mouth. The big guy
was grinning at me in a rather superior way.
"You seem surprised so I guess you haven't 'come' here before."
"No."
Truth. I'd been here once before and had noticed some shuffling among the
dark shadows in the back row. I'd thought it was winos sleeping it off.
"This guy's good. A hot velvet mouth. Chew the head, guy. Gently. Then deep
throat me."
I saw the sucker's teeth flash. The suckee tilted his head back and groaned.
I had to blink hard or my eyeballs would have popped out. The cock sucker
slid down the long fat cock and buried his nose in the guys pubic hair. He
swiveled his head back and forth. I could see his throat muscles working.
There was a flash of movement between the suckers legs. He was jerking his
own hard dick while he sucked.
I heard a woman's voice screech. Ron Jeremy was furiously jacking his cock
while she sucked on him. His fingers were laced in her hair on the top of her
head and he was pushing and pulling her off of and onto his dick. I didn't
know where to look.
"Un, fuck." The big guy grunted. The cock sucker whined harmony. "Uun, fuck.
Un." The big guy shuddered mightily.
"Shivered my timbers, matey. That one did." He shuddered again and looked at
me. He took a deep breath and blew sour beer stench in my face.
"Let him suck your cock. I like to watch too." The cock sucker between his
knees raised his eyes to mine. His eyebrows went up, asking please, may I?"
I didn't move. I guess he took that for a yes because he palmed the bulge in
my pants. He fumbled my zipper down and gentle fingers sought his prize.
He knee shuffled over to get between my legs. His fingers flipped
my belt open. The button undone with a practiced twist, he tugged at the
waist band. I didn't move so he patted my butt. "Lift," he said.
I lifted. The air was cool on my naked legs. He stroked my rigid member with
gentle finger tips.
"I want to suck," he growled softly. Then he drawled slowly, lingering on the
last word lovingly. "Your leg."
He grinned in a delighted way and slid down on me.
"Oh, my god!" I blurted.
This was almost too much. His mouth felt so good, my brain scintillated.
Jesus, I'm sitting in a public theater, half naked. There's a guy, a GUY
sucking my dick. No, not sucking it, he's loving it. He's paying homage to
it. I realized that I, the owner of said dick didn't count. This kid was dick
centric. He loved dick. Craved dick. And his reward.
I felt my balls begin to tighten. I drove my hips up hard into his face. He
bottomed out. His throat muscled performed a magic Shiatsu massage. Finally,
he had to come off for air.
"I love your dick. It fits my mouth perfectly." He smiled sweetly into my
face. "I'll lick your balls. I'd like that. You must be a blond, your hairs
are baby soft."
I felt a pang of annoyance. We weren't here for conversation. I wanted his
mouth back. Now. I hunched my hips at his face. My fears were gone.
Everything was gone. Except for my dick, of course. And now my balls. He was
licking my balls! Like my sweat was coming from the fountain of youth. Like
it was liquid pleasure for him.
I started moaning, "Suck my cock. Make me come. I wanna come now!"
I think I must have howled the last word. He started bobbing and sucking in
earnest. Fast, hard, demanding now. There was no transition. One minute I was
in an ethereal, out of body, holding pattern of pure pleasure. The next, I
was spurting molten lava. It was like this kid was sucking my spine out
through that little hole. Each vertebrae causing a ripple of electric
pleasure to jolt me. I had to force his head away with both hands. He didn't
want to give it up.
The kid was panting and grinning, a sheen of sweat on his forehead.
He chuckled softly. "I got your cherry, didn't I." He sounded very pleased
with himself.
"Hunh?" It's hard to be articulate with your pants down around your ankles
and your balls imploded.
"I'm the first guy to suck you off, right?" He seemed proud.
"Yah. You are," I panted, feeling dazed, emptied.
I wondered if he'd be the last. God, I love San Francisco.