Lunch time at the movie theater
by Smal4u
I was traveling to Dallas Texas on business and decided to do a search for a gay friendly movie theater. You should know that I am not gay, and as a matter of fact, I am a happily married man, but I was curious. I had sucked a couple of cocks anonymously through a glory hole over the years and even swallowed another man’s cum that way once, but that had only served to stoke the fire of curiosity in me. What would it be like to actually suck another man’s cock without the anonymity of the glory hole? I didn’t know if I could really do such a thing but I did know that I wanted to find out.
Sure enough under the gay sex listings for Dallas, there was a listing for an adult bookstore with two theaters in the Dallas area. While I had been to Adult bookstores before, with their rather large selections of sex toys, magazines, DVDs and videos, private movie booths, some even with glory holes, I was unfamiliar with how things worked in an actual porno theater. I mean, all I could think of was that everyone could see what you were doing in a movie theater and I was not sure if there was any kind of particular protocols to follow like there was for sucking cock through a glory hole. Fortunately, the site I found had some advice and some very specific information and suggestions for the particular adult theater that I found and I knew that I just had to go there and give it a try.
My first day in the City, I went to the theater at 11:30, just before the lunch hour rush as suggested on the site. Nervously, I bought a ticket, from a black man at the counter who appeared to be smirking at me when he handed the receipt to me. He explained that the place had two theaters, one upstairs and one downstairs and he said that the one downstairs showed exclusively gay films while the other one upstairs showed a mixture of straight and bi sex films. I knew that the black man at the counter must know the men going into these theaters are jerking off or getting sucked or sucking, but he really didn’t seem interested in or care about any of that.
I remembered that the web site said that theater 1 (the one downstairs showing the gay films) was the best bet for someone that wanted to suck cock, but it said that there also was a lot of cock sucking that took place in theater 2 as well. I would later find out that theater 2 could sometimes be just as good if not better than theater 1 if you hit it at the right time and the customers there are really horny but that’s another story.
I walked over to theater 1 that happened to be located on the same floor that I had entered, and saw that it had two entrances. Taking the left one, I went in and let the door close behind me. It was pitch dark in there at first and I couldn't see a thing except for the glare coming from the screen and a 60-watt light bulb that management had placed near the door, I guessed maybe to discourage the normal "back row" sex, especially in what I discovered was the usual “cocksucker seat”. (The web site I had visited had explained that the last seat in the back row next to the aisle was the location of the designated cocksucker seat in most gay theaters, but not this one and maybe that was because of the light or location of the door!) As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I looked around and I saw that most but not all of the men in the theater appeared to be black men.
I remembered the instructions from the web site and I began to move down the aisle towards the front of the theater. A gay porno movie was playing and a young blond guy was on his knees, giving a half-hearted blowjob to a man with a rather nice big hard cock. As my eyes adjusted better, I looked around and estimated that there were about 20 to 25 men scattered throughout the theater and I confirmed that sure enough, most of them were black. I continued down the aisle until I reached the third row of seats from the front, then turned left and moved into the row, finally taking the end seat at the far end of the row, over near the wall, just as the sex site suggested. I was surprised to find that seat open with so many men in the room, and yet relieved that I had ended up in the recommended location for what I had come here to do, but I did begin to wonder if maybe the web site was wrong. I stared straight at the screen when I first sat down because I was too scared to look around right then and besides, my eyes were still getting adjusted to the darkness so I didn’t think that I would see much anyway.
It did appear that the web site had the right information as far as how it described my seat. The last seat in the third row was near the wall, but because of the trapezoidal shape of the theater, there was almost room for another seat between me and the wall and when I looked at the row behind me, there was a full seat located right next to the wall in that row because the theater wall angled out beginning with the fourth row and that meant that anyone sitting behind (and to the left of) me in that seat would essentially have a lot of additional leg room and no seat right directly in front of them and according to the web site, that provided plenty of room for a cocksucker to kneel, hence my seat in the third row at that theater was the ideal “cocksucker seat!”
As my eyes adjusted even further, I looked around and saw that my gaze was met by several of the black men sitting near me in the theater. Some others seemed to be just sitting and looking at the screen, appearing bored. I would learn later that some older men would spend hours in these theaters watching the gay porn, without actually jerking themselves off or even getting a hard on and for the life of me, I cannot figure out why they would bother to pay to go there if that’s all they did.
The theater was pretty old and some of the seats were broken and I realized that the floor was pretty dirty because my sneakers seemed to be sticking to the concrete floor in spots, from what I would learn later on, was not due to spilled Coca-Cola as I originally thought was the case at the time. Once my eyes completely had adjusted to the darkness, I could see that a lot of the men around me, behind and in front of me, had their cocks out and were jerking off. As I continued to look around, I also saw that a few rows back, there were two men, one black and one white sitting next to each other and I could see that the white man’s head kept on dropping down into the black man’s lap, and I could see his head bobbing up and down and I knew that the white man was sucking the black man’s cock. Two other black men sitting in the same row were stroking their cocks and watching the white guy giving the blowjob, as they smiled big broad smiles.
“Wow, so there are a lot of people who suck cock and have their cocks sucked in here” I realized! I unzipped my own fly and pulled out my dick and started stoking it, occasionally glancing back to watch the BJ in progress behind me.
I heard the theater door creak open in the back again and turned to look. Because of the light, I saw that a rather large black man had come into the theater, but I also realized that his eyes had yet to adjust and he could see little more than the screen. I turned around towards the screen again, but it wasn’t long before I heard his footsteps, softened by the carpet, moving and fumbling his way down the aisle. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard him enter the row of seats behind me. He walked sideways all the way in, until he was seated in the seat behind and to the left of me, the one against the wall - the “blowjob seat” as it was referred to on the web site.
I started getting nervous now. The man stretched out his legs until his feet were next to me. I knew that he was in the blowjob seat, and I was in the cocksucker seat but wondered if he even was aware of that fact, and I figured that it was going to be up to me to make the first move. I kept my eyes glued on the screen and continued to stroke my own dick and after a few minutes, I heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled and pants being unzipped. Cautiously, I glanced back over my left shoulder and I saw that the large black man had his pants undone and he was stroking a rather large and fat black cock.
I quickly turned back towards the front of the theater again. What was the protocol on this I wondered? The web site had told me where the building was located, and even told me which theater and which row and seat to take, but it didn't say how I should initiate giving the man a blowjob.
Continuing to watch the movie, I heard the man moving around in the seat again, and this time I was sure that I recognized the unmistakable sound of him pulling his pants down. I heard the brush of denim on the upholstery, then heard the light tinkle of his belt buckle on the floor and when I cautiously glanced back again, this time, his pants were down around his ankles and he was stoking his large black cock in earnest. When he saw me looking, he smiled a big wide smile and made a motion with his hand towards the floor in front of him.
Looking back at the movie screen, I reached my left arm over the seatback and groped for his cock. He slid further down in the seat and moved his hands away to allow me to find what I was searching for, his big black cock. I could feel it and knew that it was large and hard, but the flesh was soft and slid back and forth as I stroked it. This was so hot! After stroking his cock for a few minutes, I worked up my courage, and slid out of my seat and moved over toward the wall and turned around to face him. The black man spread his legs wide, and I knelt down and moved into the blank space on the floor between his legs in front of him. He said nothing but smiled at me while my head went down to his crotch and my mouth opened wide. I took his big fat cock into my mouth and it felt warm and wonderful. I took as much of it in my mouth as I could, and moved my mouth up and down on it in several strokes of increasing length, in order to allow my saliva to lubricate each inch of his cock in succession. I licked it with my tongue, swirling it around the fat cock head also reached up with to his crotch with one hand and stroked his large balls. I found that they were huge as well. My own dick and balls were so small compared to this black man’s huge black cock and balls. I dipped my head lower and licked at his balls, but he moved my head back up to his cock and I knew that he obviously had come in here seeking some lunch hour relief and that was more than fine by me. I worked his cock up and down, moaning in ecstasy at the thought that I was actually doing it…..here I was giving a blow job to a black man, right here in a porno theater and in front of a bunch of other men, most of whom were aware of and watching me perform. The knees of my pants were now sticking to what I now know was dried semen on the floor, along with some still wet semen as well, but I didn't care.
With my free hand, I stroked my own little dick, which meant I had no means of supporting my head and upper body weight, and that allowed his cock to slide even further into my mouth. The huge black cock head was bumping against the back of my throat and even though I was gagging occasionally, I kept on trying to take more. I didn’t want to stop until I had taken all of his big black cock all the way down my throat and after several tries and help from the black man’s occasional shoving, finally my chin was resting on his balls. Eventually, I stopped stroking my own dick, and put that hand down on the cum-sticky floor to support myself and at about that time, he seemed to really start getting into it, shifting slightly in the seat to get the in-and-out motion going to his liking. As a cocksucker, I was trying to match my motion accordingly because it is so frustrating to have a cock driving into your mouth when you are trying to back off and vice versa. We had the rhythm going right in no time, however and it seemed so normal that it was as if I had been sucking big black cocks all my life.
Since I had stopped stroking my own little dick, it started going limp, but this did not impede my determined efforts to please this big black man with my mouth. I had jerked off so many times thinking about scenes like this that I wanted it to be perfect. I kept on thinking to myself "So this is what it is like to give a stranger a blowjob in front of other guys in a gay porno theater. I really must be a cocksucking faggot now!" None of that really mattered right then though since all I wanted to do was to do it right and do it well for the black man I was sucking.
His enthusiasm for my mouth was all the encouragement I needed. He had said nothing to me up until this point, other than an occasional grunt or moan and throughout it all, his eyes seemed locked on my face, no doubt watching the blowjob being performed by the white man in front of him. He finally broke his silence and said "I'm gonna shoot my nigger cum pretty soon white boi and you had better swallow every drop?" Nice touch I thought. Not "can I shoot my cum in your mouth?" or "Do you want it or will you swallow it”, but rather “I’m gonna shoot my nigger cum in your mouth and you had better swallow every drop! You got that white boi?"
Judging from the amount of dried semen on the floor (and on my hand and the knees of my pants now) it seemed as if a lot of other cocksuckers just spit it out right there. I understood that some men probably enjoy making someone swallow their semen and that might especially be true when it’s a white guy sucking off a black guy. I think it goes back to a primal instinct of man to leave a deposit of semen inside of someone else. Without this urge, it would be hard, after all, to reproduce, but in addition to that aspect of it, I think some guys really like the idea of not only spewing their load in someone's mouth, but the further degradation of making them swallow it all as well.
Well, the truth was that I had heard his demands, and I didn't want to take my mouth off his cock to answer, so I just nodded my head and moaned hoping that would to signify "YES" that I would do as he ordered. He was not so sure, or maybe he just wanted to humiliate me further and so he asked "Was that a Yes, white boi?" "ughmmm-ughmmmm" I replied with my mouth still full of his big black cock but this time I think that he figured out that I had said yes in response, or he knew that I wasn’t about to spit it out.
"That's good white boi! That’s real good. I likes feeding faggot white boi’s my nigger cum!" he said simply. With that, the urgency of his thrusts increased, and after the brief interruption of his interrogatory, he was soon back on track fucking my mouth for all it was worth again and in just a few more strokes, I felt his cock tremble and then I felt the rush of his hot cum pouring into my mouth.
Here I was on my knees in a porno theater, and a black man I didn't even know was ejaculating his sperm right into my mouth!
He really shot a lot of cum and I had to swallow maybe eight or ten times to get it all down. It was thick, and hot, somewhat salty but also very sweet tasting. I continued to suck gently until he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth slowly making sure that I got the last bit of semen and also to use my mouth tongue and lips to clean every trace of cum off his cock. When he was done, I slid back from between his legs, put my hand on the armrest of my chair, and pulled myself up slowly and slid back into my seat, trying not to be seen in the process, however, when I looked around, I realized that was impossible and knew that most if not all of the other men within the immediate rows had seen the whole thing. I also noticed that several of the other black men sitting nearby were smiling at me now, and I could see that most were still jerking off their cocks. I felt something wet in my pants and realized that my own little dick had shot off without me even touching it, most likely while I was swallowing the black man’s cum I assumed. I was puzzled by that and then I felt my dick getting hard at just thinking about what I had done. Not only had I given this black man a blowjob in a sleazy porno theater, but several other men in the theater had seen me do it and my own dick had shot off without me even touching it! On top of that, all of the other men in the theater now knew that I was a cocksucker who blew guys in the gay theater, but I quickly realized that I didn’t really care. I was turned on as hell.
The black man pulled a tissue out of his pocket and dried off his cock, tossing the tissue on the floor next to my seat and then he stood up and pulled his pants up, in full view of everyone, as though he was just getting up from the john. If there was any chance that every guy in the theater didn't know I had just blown the black guy in the 4th row, they certainly did now. I was surprised when he stepped into the space beside my seat and walked in front of me and out of the row that I was sitting in instead of going out the row he was sitting in but I would quickly understand. I heard his footsteps walk on up the aisle and heard the door in the back open and close as he left the theater.
I was in a trance-like state at this point. I still couldn’t believe what I had just done and why my dick would shot off without being touched when I had taken another man’s cum in my mouth and swallowed it. I felt a fever in my head from the face-fucking and cum in my mouth but at the same time, I felt a warm, cozy feeling sweep over me. Right then, I felt so at home in this place, in this seat, and I felt a deep kinship with all the other men in the place, both the cocksuckers and the men who were there to get blow jobs. We all were thinking dirty thoughts, jacking off and pleasing ourselves or pleasing each other and that was as it should be.
My mind snapped back to reality when I heard soft footsteps in the row behind me, and I felt someone brush against me as they moved down the row behind me and took their seat. I heard the theater seat behind me creak and sigh and I knew that another man had taken his place in the "blowjob seat" behind me. I heard the familiar sound of a belt unbuckling and a zipper opening, then the sound of the man's pants sliding down to the floor.
I reached back and felt a hand guide mine to another big hard cock. Again I turned around and saw that it was another black man that had moved into the seat and he now had his pants down around his ankles and there was a nice hard black cock sticking straight out in front of him. I slid out of my seat again and knelt down and moved into the blank space on the floor in front of him and felt his hands on the back of my head roughly pulling and guiding my mouth to his hard black cock. Then I heard his deep voice say “DAts it……get busy and suck dat big black cock, you white faggot cocksucker!”
His crass words didn’t even offend me as I opened wide and took the hard black cock in my mouth and began to suck him. He was rougher than the other black man and he was forcing my face down further and further on his cock, until it was sliding roughly down my throat. He was very verbal and was saying things like “Dats it…suck dat black cock. I know you want to swallow more nigger cum and fill dat belly of yours wif it….Well don cha worry…you gonna get lots of nigger cum today!” and he slammed his cock in and out of my mouth quicker and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would be taking his thick hot nigger cum in my mouth and down my throat. Even though my mouth was busy, I heard more movement nearby and looked up for just a second between the strokes of his cock slamming into my mouth and saw that a line had formed in the 4th row, and that there were at least 6 or 7 more black men lined up and waiting for their turn in the bj chair and use the white faggot's mouth...yes, my cock sucking mouth! I now understood why the first black man had exited via my row instead of the 4th row because of the line of other black men waiting to use my mouth as he had.
I knew that those men were more than ready to take this black man's place as soon as he shot his load in my mouth and I knew that all of them were ready and anxious to feed the white Fggot cocksucker that was presently between the black man's legs......ready to feed me….yes me, I was the white faggot cocksucker that they wanted to feed their nigger cum to and I was the one that wanted to swallow every one of their hot loads of nigger cum, and who knows how many others might decide to join the line too. I knew it would be a long lunch hour....but I was already thinking about getting there for lunch time tomorrow and Friday while I was still be in town…….and there was also tonight and tomorrow nights too when I could visit the other theater upstairs and see what might happen there too.
I knew that I would be back many more times before I flew back home again and I knew that I had already developed a taste for nice hot thick nigger cum and that I would want lots more of it from now on, even when I got back home.
Where would I find that nigger cum back home? I didn't know of any movie theaters like this around home, but who knows, maybe…just maybe, I could talk my wife into a threesome with a black man………and maybe I could eat his cum out of her pussy after he had used her.....and I hoped that he and his friends would use her often. If that plan didn't work, then I knew that I would find some way to get more of what I now knew that I wanted and needed so bad.
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by Smal4u
I was traveling to Dallas Texas on business and decided to do a search for a gay friendly movie theater. You should know that I am not gay, and as a matter of fact, I am a happily married man, but I was curious. I had sucked a couple of cocks anonymously through a glory hole over the years and even swallowed another man’s cum that way once, but that had only served to stoke the fire of curiosity in me. What would it be like to actually suck another man’s cock without the anonymity of the glory hole? I didn’t know if I could really do such a thing but I did know that I wanted to find out.
Sure enough under the gay sex listings for Dallas, there was a listing for an adult bookstore with two theaters in the Dallas area. While I had been to Adult bookstores before, with their rather large selections of sex toys, magazines, DVDs and videos, private movie booths, some even with glory holes, I was unfamiliar with how things worked in an actual porno theater. I mean, all I could think of was that everyone could see what you were doing in a movie theater and I was not sure if there was any kind of particular protocols to follow like there was for sucking cock through a glory hole. Fortunately, the site I found had some advice and some very specific information and suggestions for the particular adult theater that I found and I knew that I just had to go there and give it a try.
My first day in the City, I went to the theater at 11:30, just before the lunch hour rush as suggested on the site. Nervously, I bought a ticket, from a black man at the counter who appeared to be smirking at me when he handed the receipt to me. He explained that the place had two theaters, one upstairs and one downstairs and he said that the one downstairs showed exclusively gay films while the other one upstairs showed a mixture of straight and bi sex films. I knew that the black man at the counter must know the men going into these theaters are jerking off or getting sucked or sucking, but he really didn’t seem interested in or care about any of that.
I remembered that the web site said that theater 1 (the one downstairs showing the gay films) was the best bet for someone that wanted to suck cock, but it said that there also was a lot of cock sucking that took place in theater 2 as well. I would later find out that theater 2 could sometimes be just as good if not better than theater 1 if you hit it at the right time and the customers there are really horny but that’s another story.
I walked over to theater 1 that happened to be located on the same floor that I had entered, and saw that it had two entrances. Taking the left one, I went in and let the door close behind me. It was pitch dark in there at first and I couldn't see a thing except for the glare coming from the screen and a 60-watt light bulb that management had placed near the door, I guessed maybe to discourage the normal "back row" sex, especially in what I discovered was the usual “cocksucker seat”. (The web site I had visited had explained that the last seat in the back row next to the aisle was the location of the designated cocksucker seat in most gay theaters, but not this one and maybe that was because of the light or location of the door!) As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I looked around and I saw that most but not all of the men in the theater appeared to be black men.
I remembered the instructions from the web site and I began to move down the aisle towards the front of the theater. A gay porno movie was playing and a young blond guy was on his knees, giving a half-hearted blowjob to a man with a rather nice big hard cock. As my eyes adjusted better, I looked around and estimated that there were about 20 to 25 men scattered throughout the theater and I confirmed that sure enough, most of them were black. I continued down the aisle until I reached the third row of seats from the front, then turned left and moved into the row, finally taking the end seat at the far end of the row, over near the wall, just as the sex site suggested. I was surprised to find that seat open with so many men in the room, and yet relieved that I had ended up in the recommended location for what I had come here to do, but I did begin to wonder if maybe the web site was wrong. I stared straight at the screen when I first sat down because I was too scared to look around right then and besides, my eyes were still getting adjusted to the darkness so I didn’t think that I would see much anyway.
It did appear that the web site had the right information as far as how it described my seat. The last seat in the third row was near the wall, but because of the trapezoidal shape of the theater, there was almost room for another seat between me and the wall and when I looked at the row behind me, there was a full seat located right next to the wall in that row because the theater wall angled out beginning with the fourth row and that meant that anyone sitting behind (and to the left of) me in that seat would essentially have a lot of additional leg room and no seat right directly in front of them and according to the web site, that provided plenty of room for a cocksucker to kneel, hence my seat in the third row at that theater was the ideal “cocksucker seat!”
As my eyes adjusted even further, I looked around and saw that my gaze was met by several of the black men sitting near me in the theater. Some others seemed to be just sitting and looking at the screen, appearing bored. I would learn later that some older men would spend hours in these theaters watching the gay porn, without actually jerking themselves off or even getting a hard on and for the life of me, I cannot figure out why they would bother to pay to go there if that’s all they did.
The theater was pretty old and some of the seats were broken and I realized that the floor was pretty dirty because my sneakers seemed to be sticking to the concrete floor in spots, from what I would learn later on, was not due to spilled Coca-Cola as I originally thought was the case at the time. Once my eyes completely had adjusted to the darkness, I could see that a lot of the men around me, behind and in front of me, had their cocks out and were jerking off. As I continued to look around, I also saw that a few rows back, there were two men, one black and one white sitting next to each other and I could see that the white man’s head kept on dropping down into the black man’s lap, and I could see his head bobbing up and down and I knew that the white man was sucking the black man’s cock. Two other black men sitting in the same row were stroking their cocks and watching the white guy giving the blowjob, as they smiled big broad smiles.
“Wow, so there are a lot of people who suck cock and have their cocks sucked in here” I realized! I unzipped my own fly and pulled out my dick and started stoking it, occasionally glancing back to watch the BJ in progress behind me.
I heard the theater door creak open in the back again and turned to look. Because of the light, I saw that a rather large black man had come into the theater, but I also realized that his eyes had yet to adjust and he could see little more than the screen. I turned around towards the screen again, but it wasn’t long before I heard his footsteps, softened by the carpet, moving and fumbling his way down the aisle. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard him enter the row of seats behind me. He walked sideways all the way in, until he was seated in the seat behind and to the left of me, the one against the wall - the “blowjob seat” as it was referred to on the web site.
I started getting nervous now. The man stretched out his legs until his feet were next to me. I knew that he was in the blowjob seat, and I was in the cocksucker seat but wondered if he even was aware of that fact, and I figured that it was going to be up to me to make the first move. I kept my eyes glued on the screen and continued to stroke my own dick and after a few minutes, I heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled and pants being unzipped. Cautiously, I glanced back over my left shoulder and I saw that the large black man had his pants undone and he was stroking a rather large and fat black cock.
I quickly turned back towards the front of the theater again. What was the protocol on this I wondered? The web site had told me where the building was located, and even told me which theater and which row and seat to take, but it didn't say how I should initiate giving the man a blowjob.
Continuing to watch the movie, I heard the man moving around in the seat again, and this time I was sure that I recognized the unmistakable sound of him pulling his pants down. I heard the brush of denim on the upholstery, then heard the light tinkle of his belt buckle on the floor and when I cautiously glanced back again, this time, his pants were down around his ankles and he was stoking his large black cock in earnest. When he saw me looking, he smiled a big wide smile and made a motion with his hand towards the floor in front of him.
Looking back at the movie screen, I reached my left arm over the seatback and groped for his cock. He slid further down in the seat and moved his hands away to allow me to find what I was searching for, his big black cock. I could feel it and knew that it was large and hard, but the flesh was soft and slid back and forth as I stroked it. This was so hot! After stroking his cock for a few minutes, I worked up my courage, and slid out of my seat and moved over toward the wall and turned around to face him. The black man spread his legs wide, and I knelt down and moved into the blank space on the floor between his legs in front of him. He said nothing but smiled at me while my head went down to his crotch and my mouth opened wide. I took his big fat cock into my mouth and it felt warm and wonderful. I took as much of it in my mouth as I could, and moved my mouth up and down on it in several strokes of increasing length, in order to allow my saliva to lubricate each inch of his cock in succession. I licked it with my tongue, swirling it around the fat cock head also reached up with to his crotch with one hand and stroked his large balls. I found that they were huge as well. My own dick and balls were so small compared to this black man’s huge black cock and balls. I dipped my head lower and licked at his balls, but he moved my head back up to his cock and I knew that he obviously had come in here seeking some lunch hour relief and that was more than fine by me. I worked his cock up and down, moaning in ecstasy at the thought that I was actually doing it…..here I was giving a blow job to a black man, right here in a porno theater and in front of a bunch of other men, most of whom were aware of and watching me perform. The knees of my pants were now sticking to what I now know was dried semen on the floor, along with some still wet semen as well, but I didn't care.
With my free hand, I stroked my own little dick, which meant I had no means of supporting my head and upper body weight, and that allowed his cock to slide even further into my mouth. The huge black cock head was bumping against the back of my throat and even though I was gagging occasionally, I kept on trying to take more. I didn’t want to stop until I had taken all of his big black cock all the way down my throat and after several tries and help from the black man’s occasional shoving, finally my chin was resting on his balls. Eventually, I stopped stroking my own dick, and put that hand down on the cum-sticky floor to support myself and at about that time, he seemed to really start getting into it, shifting slightly in the seat to get the in-and-out motion going to his liking. As a cocksucker, I was trying to match my motion accordingly because it is so frustrating to have a cock driving into your mouth when you are trying to back off and vice versa. We had the rhythm going right in no time, however and it seemed so normal that it was as if I had been sucking big black cocks all my life.
Since I had stopped stroking my own little dick, it started going limp, but this did not impede my determined efforts to please this big black man with my mouth. I had jerked off so many times thinking about scenes like this that I wanted it to be perfect. I kept on thinking to myself "So this is what it is like to give a stranger a blowjob in front of other guys in a gay porno theater. I really must be a cocksucking faggot now!" None of that really mattered right then though since all I wanted to do was to do it right and do it well for the black man I was sucking.
His enthusiasm for my mouth was all the encouragement I needed. He had said nothing to me up until this point, other than an occasional grunt or moan and throughout it all, his eyes seemed locked on my face, no doubt watching the blowjob being performed by the white man in front of him. He finally broke his silence and said "I'm gonna shoot my nigger cum pretty soon white boi and you had better swallow every drop?" Nice touch I thought. Not "can I shoot my cum in your mouth?" or "Do you want it or will you swallow it”, but rather “I’m gonna shoot my nigger cum in your mouth and you had better swallow every drop! You got that white boi?"
Judging from the amount of dried semen on the floor (and on my hand and the knees of my pants now) it seemed as if a lot of other cocksuckers just spit it out right there. I understood that some men probably enjoy making someone swallow their semen and that might especially be true when it’s a white guy sucking off a black guy. I think it goes back to a primal instinct of man to leave a deposit of semen inside of someone else. Without this urge, it would be hard, after all, to reproduce, but in addition to that aspect of it, I think some guys really like the idea of not only spewing their load in someone's mouth, but the further degradation of making them swallow it all as well.
Well, the truth was that I had heard his demands, and I didn't want to take my mouth off his cock to answer, so I just nodded my head and moaned hoping that would to signify "YES" that I would do as he ordered. He was not so sure, or maybe he just wanted to humiliate me further and so he asked "Was that a Yes, white boi?" "ughmmm-ughmmmm" I replied with my mouth still full of his big black cock but this time I think that he figured out that I had said yes in response, or he knew that I wasn’t about to spit it out.
"That's good white boi! That’s real good. I likes feeding faggot white boi’s my nigger cum!" he said simply. With that, the urgency of his thrusts increased, and after the brief interruption of his interrogatory, he was soon back on track fucking my mouth for all it was worth again and in just a few more strokes, I felt his cock tremble and then I felt the rush of his hot cum pouring into my mouth.
Here I was on my knees in a porno theater, and a black man I didn't even know was ejaculating his sperm right into my mouth!
He really shot a lot of cum and I had to swallow maybe eight or ten times to get it all down. It was thick, and hot, somewhat salty but also very sweet tasting. I continued to suck gently until he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth slowly making sure that I got the last bit of semen and also to use my mouth tongue and lips to clean every trace of cum off his cock. When he was done, I slid back from between his legs, put my hand on the armrest of my chair, and pulled myself up slowly and slid back into my seat, trying not to be seen in the process, however, when I looked around, I realized that was impossible and knew that most if not all of the other men within the immediate rows had seen the whole thing. I also noticed that several of the other black men sitting nearby were smiling at me now, and I could see that most were still jerking off their cocks. I felt something wet in my pants and realized that my own little dick had shot off without me even touching it, most likely while I was swallowing the black man’s cum I assumed. I was puzzled by that and then I felt my dick getting hard at just thinking about what I had done. Not only had I given this black man a blowjob in a sleazy porno theater, but several other men in the theater had seen me do it and my own dick had shot off without me even touching it! On top of that, all of the other men in the theater now knew that I was a cocksucker who blew guys in the gay theater, but I quickly realized that I didn’t really care. I was turned on as hell.
The black man pulled a tissue out of his pocket and dried off his cock, tossing the tissue on the floor next to my seat and then he stood up and pulled his pants up, in full view of everyone, as though he was just getting up from the john. If there was any chance that every guy in the theater didn't know I had just blown the black guy in the 4th row, they certainly did now. I was surprised when he stepped into the space beside my seat and walked in front of me and out of the row that I was sitting in instead of going out the row he was sitting in but I would quickly understand. I heard his footsteps walk on up the aisle and heard the door in the back open and close as he left the theater.
I was in a trance-like state at this point. I still couldn’t believe what I had just done and why my dick would shot off without being touched when I had taken another man’s cum in my mouth and swallowed it. I felt a fever in my head from the face-fucking and cum in my mouth but at the same time, I felt a warm, cozy feeling sweep over me. Right then, I felt so at home in this place, in this seat, and I felt a deep kinship with all the other men in the place, both the cocksuckers and the men who were there to get blow jobs. We all were thinking dirty thoughts, jacking off and pleasing ourselves or pleasing each other and that was as it should be.
My mind snapped back to reality when I heard soft footsteps in the row behind me, and I felt someone brush against me as they moved down the row behind me and took their seat. I heard the theater seat behind me creak and sigh and I knew that another man had taken his place in the "blowjob seat" behind me. I heard the familiar sound of a belt unbuckling and a zipper opening, then the sound of the man's pants sliding down to the floor.
I reached back and felt a hand guide mine to another big hard cock. Again I turned around and saw that it was another black man that had moved into the seat and he now had his pants down around his ankles and there was a nice hard black cock sticking straight out in front of him. I slid out of my seat again and knelt down and moved into the blank space on the floor in front of him and felt his hands on the back of my head roughly pulling and guiding my mouth to his hard black cock. Then I heard his deep voice say “DAts it……get busy and suck dat big black cock, you white faggot cocksucker!”
His crass words didn’t even offend me as I opened wide and took the hard black cock in my mouth and began to suck him. He was rougher than the other black man and he was forcing my face down further and further on his cock, until it was sliding roughly down my throat. He was very verbal and was saying things like “Dats it…suck dat black cock. I know you want to swallow more nigger cum and fill dat belly of yours wif it….Well don cha worry…you gonna get lots of nigger cum today!” and he slammed his cock in and out of my mouth quicker and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would be taking his thick hot nigger cum in my mouth and down my throat. Even though my mouth was busy, I heard more movement nearby and looked up for just a second between the strokes of his cock slamming into my mouth and saw that a line had formed in the 4th row, and that there were at least 6 or 7 more black men lined up and waiting for their turn in the bj chair and use the white faggot's mouth...yes, my cock sucking mouth! I now understood why the first black man had exited via my row instead of the 4th row because of the line of other black men waiting to use my mouth as he had.
I knew that those men were more than ready to take this black man's place as soon as he shot his load in my mouth and I knew that all of them were ready and anxious to feed the white Fggot cocksucker that was presently between the black man's legs......ready to feed me….yes me, I was the white faggot cocksucker that they wanted to feed their nigger cum to and I was the one that wanted to swallow every one of their hot loads of nigger cum, and who knows how many others might decide to join the line too. I knew it would be a long lunch hour....but I was already thinking about getting there for lunch time tomorrow and Friday while I was still be in town…….and there was also tonight and tomorrow nights too when I could visit the other theater upstairs and see what might happen there too.
I knew that I would be back many more times before I flew back home again and I knew that I had already developed a taste for nice hot thick nigger cum and that I would want lots more of it from now on, even when I got back home.
Where would I find that nigger cum back home? I didn't know of any movie theaters like this around home, but who knows, maybe…just maybe, I could talk my wife into a threesome with a black man………and maybe I could eat his cum out of her pussy after he had used her.....and I hoped that he and his friends would use her often. If that plan didn't work, then I knew that I would find some way to get more of what I now knew that I wanted and needed so bad.
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