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Author: les_lea@hotmail.com


That fucking first time
By Les Lea

It was a hot summer's day and I was in London's Soho district. I was eighteen and had just plucked up enough courage to visit one of the gay cinemas that I'd seen advertised in a couple of magazines. This was the early 70s, well before easy access to porn was available. I went into this tatty porno bookshop, paid my money and descended into hell. Well it felt like hell. It was hot, dark and stank of rotting flesh and piss. I nearly changed my mind but thought that if I lost my nerve now I'd never get it back. So, I picked my way through the dark, even with the grainy porno film being shown it was still relatively dark as my eyes hadn't adjusted from the bright sunlight outside. I manoeuvred my way in between the obstacle course that was the seating arrangements and eventually found an empty, but very dubious looking, seat. My shoes stuck to the floor and the upholstered chair lacked much padding. Still, I'd made up my mind and, although still
 nervous of what to expect, settled to watch the silent images on the screen. I'd not been in my seat above a couple of minutes when a figure came over and sat next to me. He immediately put his hand on my leg and slowly stroked his way up to my dick, which, in the circumstances, had gone rock hard. My eyes were just getting used to what little light there was and I saw the guy slip onto his knees in front of me. He unzipped my jeans and after the briefest of brief struggles had pulled my sweaty cock from behind my pink nylon jockeys and had it lodged in his gob. Scared and fascinated I stared straight ahead watching the movie but could feel his eyes looking up, perhaps wanting some reaction other than terror, but I just kept on staring. The anticipation, the excitement, the strange oppressive atmosphere meant that I came in moments. The images on the screen, my own frightened excitement and his warm and coaxing tongue had me shooting down his throat
 for all I was worth. Hell, the spunk just ripped through my body as if I had nothing to do with it, his wet slimy cavern of a mouth proving more acceptable than my own hand that normally got the job done. As soon as I'd stopped spurting he scuttled off. He hadn't seemed much older than me and was wearing white tennis shorts and I could see him pushing his cock back into his pants as he went in search of more juices. I sat there for a moment, my glistening wet cock, with just a pearl of cum leaking from its end, lit up like a beacon from the dull light reflecting from the screen. I now looked around for the first time and saw about 15 or 20 older guys either sitting or propping up the walls looking at me. I saw one or two of them make a move towards my seat. I quickly made an attempt to shove my cock back in my pants when two guys came and sat either side of me. One reached over and started to kiss me while the other grabbed my hand to prevent me
 zipping up. The guy kissing me was about 40 and he was very insistent, his mouth nearly swallowing my face as he went about his task. In the meantime, the other guy, who I think was even older, had my cock out and was busy slurping on it, obviously wanting what I'd just deposited down the tennis boy's throat.  He was also an expert and, being 18, my cock was stiff again and enjoying the thrill of a master sucker. I couldn't see much else because of the guy's face covering mine as he kissed and licked my face but I began to feel other hands touching and groping me hard. Squeezing my tits and pulling my hands to rest on throbbing cocks. I was both petrified and delirious as my senses tried to cope with what was happening. I tried to moan as I began to feel the oncoming rush of my bollock juice bubbling around in my balls. There were other fingers playing with them as well and I could feel my jeans and underpants being yanked down. As the movie
 continued to flicker on screen I was dragged to the floor and each bit of my clothing was ripped away. I was really scared as so many hands grabbed, poked, pushed, caressed, stroked and fondled every piece of my naked flesh which I was no longer in control of. I was flipped over and the weight of people pinned me to the sticky floor… it was then I felt the first pressure at my arse hole. I could feel spunk splashing onto my body and I heard someone say "Aim it here". Almost immediately I felt drops of cum splattering against my butt. "That should lube him up" someone said and an unknown cock forced its way up my virgin arse. I gritted my teeth because I was totally immobile to fight back, as six cocks raped my arse that hot afternoon. Six sets of spunk were forced into my shitter and I came twice as I was being fucked. As quickly as the onslaught had started… it finished and the room emptied. The movie; a couple of hot studs tgiving a third
 a right angry pounding still played as I gradually pulled myself from the tacky floor and tried to find my clothing. The zip on my jeans was broken, my t-shirt looked like it hadn't been washed in months and my underpants had disappeared altogether. I ached as I walked back up the stairs into the shop and the assistant winked at me and said "Come again." 






      

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