Now there were straight sex screens, gay screeds, bi-screens and trans screens. I stopped at the straight screen, and very little action going on, then decided to head to the gay screen. After all, I was hoping to hook up with a guy looking for long term no strings attached sex only meets. I certainly wasn’t going to get down in public.
I tell ya, about 2 hours passed, I was glued to my bench while other guys were in then out, very dim;y lit, so hard to see what was going on, but after 2 hours, I noticed one guy was servicing another with a blowjob.
Cool. I wasn’t sure how any of this worked, so I kept observing. When I realized who’s cock was being serviced, I was bummed out because as he walked into the room, I commented to myself, “I’d swallow his load.”
After while I began to realize, the chances of having a discussion with any guy, and asking is me, as a submissive bottom only could make myself available to him on a daily basis, checking in by text or phone, if he needed me to come by and service him. You see, I am up for it every single day, and if I ever had the fortune of having 2 or more guys on my route rotation, awww man – PERFECT. One load is never enough.
Anyway, I could see, long term n.s.a. was likely not going to be accomplished here. So I got up from my bench and walked in between and back and forth thru the different theaters. Now I started to see more guys hooking up with random acts of mostly oral. It was nice, I got turned on. But was still hoping for a non-public hook-up.
There were lots of guys there, many of them hooking up, more trying. There were 2 guys I was wanting to approach, but they came and went as best I could tell. I was about to leave when a third possible showed up.
He was maybe 5 or so years older than me. But I wasn’t sold on him right away. After a few back and forth between theaters, we ended up in the the same room and where I was standing, he suddenly appeared about 3 feet away.
As I looked him up and down from the corner of my eye, I could see he had his cock out, and was stroking himself, looking at me. At first I inched backward, because it was unexpected. But ten the idea of a complete stranger just feet away from me with his cock out was too much to resist.
I leaned forward just enough to get my shoulder ahead of the wall partition separating he and I, by about 1 foot away now, I could hear him breathing. I even inched my hand forward and toward him by about 6 inches hoping he might put his cock in my hand. Instead, he rubbed it on my forearm.
I looked down at his cock, he was thick and hung, and it pointed downward – my favorite angle for a cock to bend,
Then I reached to take him in my hand, and began jerking him off. I cannot lie, the feel of his cock in my hand was incredible. Had he pulled my head downward on it, I would not have resisted. But he didn’t.
He kept trying to get me to ease up on jerking him, I didn’t understand why, because that’s how I had always done it. But he asked me to go slower and massage it rather than jerk it. He motioned me to follow him. But he went to another room with more people than the room was just left. I wasn’t sure I wanted to continue.