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Subject: {ASSM} Theater slut (M/M, public)
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This is a true story.  If you would like to hear more, and especially if
you are in the Tucson are, write me at gmoreland@@@@qwest.net (just one
@.....it stops spam)

   As I walked out of the hot Arizona sun into the darkened sex shop, I
gave a little shedder at the chill in the air and the smells assaulting my
senses.  My cock, already stirring in my shorts, was rapidly getting harder
as I made my way down the hallway; past the booth for the full movie
viewing, and into the rental area.  I glanced at the few patrons in the
area - it was normally slow in the middle of the afternoon.  I walked back
into the rear of the store, where the quarter booths were.  After getting
my quarters, I wandered for a bit, checking out the couple of other men in
the area.  My slim, 5'6 frame got lots of looks, which is what I wanted.  I
was sure the could see the hard outline of my cock through my shorts as I
wandered back and forth in front of them.  I stood looking at the sign
indicating the movies playing for a bit, letting them get a better look at
me, before heading down the dark, narrow hallway to the last booth on the
left.  I liked this one because if you had the door open, it left a nice
size area at the end of the hallway where the camera couldn't see.  I
entered the booth, closing the half - door, (the bottom part is cut out,
allowing full view of the person sitting there), and inserted some
quarters. I scrolled thorough the movies as I freed my cock from my shorts,
my T-shirt already becoming sticky from my increased horniness.  I watched
for a while, slowly stroking my cock, before I heard the footsteps come
down the hall.  I opened my legs wider to allow whoever it was to see
better , then quickly pulled off my T-shirt to avoid it getting in the way.
I glanced under the door, and saw him stop outside.  I pulled my 8" cock
harder, pre-cum leaking slowly out the tip.  Out of the corner of my eye, I
watched him slowly lean over, watching me under the door.  I tried to put
on my sluttiest show for him, rubbing my hand up and down my hard cock,
smearing my pre-cum all over my dick, and rubbing my balls with my other
hand.  Suddenly, I felt his hand on my thigh, stroking me as I jacked off
for him.  I turned towards him, spreading my legs more to allow him better
access to me.  His hand wandered down my thigh, the hair on the back of his
hand tickling the hairs on my legs.  His fingers reached my balls, lightly
stroking them as I moaned loudly.  I stroked my cock harder, the head
swelling as I enjoyed his fingers on my balls.  I heard a sound, and looked
up to see the door opening.  I ended up staring into his eyes as the door
opened, his fingers still tickling my balls.  I noticed him smiling, and
looked down to see him unbuckling the belt holding up his suit pants.  He
was about 55, dressed nicely, probably here on a lunch break .  Well, I
hoped to give him a relaxing time as I freed his semi-soft cock from his
pants and sucked it deep into my mouth.  He sighed, and stood up to enjoy
my mouth on his cock.  After a few seconds in my mouth, my tongue licking
his head, he hardened to about 5", just enough for me to get totally into
my mouth.  He tasted wonderful, as I fucked him dick with my face.  I heard
him moaning, and opened my eyes to look at him, standing there, eyes
closed, his hands holding my face against his crotch.  I looked behind him,
and was startled to see another man there watching us.  He has in his 40's,
and heavyset.  I shuddered with pleasure, as this is my favorite type.  I
fucked my stranger's cock harder with my mouth, fucking it with my face
like the slut I am.  I really wanted to put on a show for my voyeur.  As I
fucked his cock harder, I could feel the head start to swell in my mouth. I
quickly pulled my mouth off, licking the head and jacking his cock hard.  I
looked into the eyes of my voyeur friend as I felt jets of hot cum shoot
onto my face, landing on my forehead, my cheek and my nose before dripping
down my face.  My stranger, his cock now starting to soften, looked down at
me, smiled, and ruffled my hair as he stuffed his cock back into his pants.
He turned and left, buckling his belt as he walked away.  I looked at my
voyeur, who just stared back at me with a half smile on his face.  I got
up, and reached down for my t shirt.  I started to wipe my face off when he
spoke.

   "Leave it on your face," he said.

   I turned to look at him, holding my t shirt.

   "Want to go outside?", he asked me.  I could only nod.

   "Leave the cum on your face, and leave your shirt off.  Follow me out
back." ..  he told me before turning and leaving me standing there.  I was
so horny, the stranger's cum dripping down my face, some now dripping onto
my chest.  I slowly walked down the hallway, back into the main area.

   It seemed like everyone stopped to watch me ( and the probably did) as I
walked to the back door and opened it.  I saw him standing the next to a
large Plymouth.  I slowly walked over, the cum starting to dry in the heat.
He got in the drivers side, starting the car and unlocking my door.  I got
in, and heard the doors lock behind me.  We pulled slowly out of the
parking lot and into the road, making an immediate right into a quiet,
residential neighborhood.  As we drove, he glanced at me.

   "Take off your shorts", he told me.  I slowly pulled my shorts down,
lifting my feet to pull them over my tennis shoes.  He noticed my lack of
underwear, and smiled.

   "Play with that cock for me," he said, as he turned into an empty
parking lot.  He drove to the back, out of the sun, and pulled into a spot
before turning off the car and turning and looking at me.  

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