A visit to an adult theater resulted in my first encounter with a Black man

 

When I was in my early 20s, there were maybe a half dozen theaters in the city that showed x-rated movies, also called adult movies since you had to be 21 or older to be admitted.  One afternoon, I found myself with a few hours to spare so, feeling really horny, I thought I would drive to one of the adult theaters to see if I could get lucky.

 

The theaters were usually found in the seedier areas of the city and parking was on the street. That day I was fortunate enough to find a space not too far from the theater. After paying my admission fee, I walked into the theater and stood near the door until my eyes became adjusted to the dark. The usual porn film of the early 70s was playing - a man and woman, both sporting hairy bushes, were deeply into fucking. 

 

 

As my eyes finally became accustomed to the theater's darkness, I  noticed that there was no one in the theater. It was empty! And I was horny, looking for a release. I sat down on an aisle seat hoping someone would come in. After 15 minutes or so, I began thinking no one would be joining me in the theater. I decided to give myself another 15 minutes or so and then leave. Still horny, I unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out and began slowly stroking it, really hoping someone will show up and play with my dick. 

 

 

A half hour must have passed and still no one, so I  stood up, put my hard dick back into my pants, very uncomfortable when wearing tight jeans, and began to leave. Before I made it to the main doors, I thought I better take a piss just in case I stop at another theater. 

 

 

The toilets were down the stairs and down a dimly lit hallway, in the basement.  I pushed open the door and came face to face with an older Black man mopping the floor. I excused myself and headed towards the urinals. As I was pissing, I sensed I was being watched. I turned my head and saw that the man had stopped mopping and was watching me pee. My dick began to get hard. I remember asking him if he liked what he saw. He smiled, nodded his head and said yes. I finished peeing and stroked myself hard and asked him if he wanted to touch my dick. He again smiled, nodded and said yes but not here. Follow me, he said. 

 

 

We exited the toilets and headed further down the dimly lit hall. It suddenly dawned on me that something could happen to me and no one would know. No cell phones then. As usual, the little brain overruled my bigger brain. I followed him to the end of the hall and through a door he opened what seemed to be his supply room. In the room was an old wooden desk. Shelves of cleaning supplies covered the room's walls. One naked light bulb hung from the ceiling.

 

 

As I stood there, taking in the sights, he closed the door and told me to take off all of my clothes. When I removed all of my clothes, he then told me to lay on my back, on the table.  I did as he asked. He then stood near my face, unzipped his pants and pulled out his soft dick. He shoved it in my face and told me to suck it. As I was sucking his now growing dick, he was playing with my dick, pretty roughly, to be exact. But his being rough made me harder. I was afraid I was going to cum. He took his hand off my dick and began playing with my balls, squeezing them, hard. I even jumped a little due to the pain he caused by his squeezing.

 

 

Meanwhile, his dick was very hard and I was able to get maybe half of it in my mouth, so I was stroking his base with one hand and sucking him off when I heard him grunt and soon felt warm liquid flowing down my throat. He was ramming his dick into my mouth as he finished cumming and I was trying to swallow every drop of his cum.

 

 

His dick soon became limp and he pulled it out of my mouth. My dick felt like it was going to explode.  I grabbed it and started stroking it but the man moved over by my stomach, bent down and in one gulp, swallowed my hard dick. He took it all. It felt so good. He raised his head up until just the tip was still in his mouth and then he slid his mouth down all the way again. I raised my hips to meet his mouth. I so much wanted to fuck his mouth. Again he raised his head until only the tip was in his mouth and as he began to slide down, I jerked my hips up and shot a wad of cum into his mouth. What an orgasm I had. He sucked me dry. 

 

 

Barely able to get off the desk because my legs felt so weak, I put my clothes on. He then had me follow him out of the room and down the dimly lit hall. He went back to mopping and I left the theater, still not having seen anyone.

Author:Eagle000 | Category: Oral Sex

Nice Black Guy started coming to Nude Beach. I introduced him to alot of people. He attended swinger parties. He knew many of my female friends. He did get flirty when he was drunk. He came onto me a few times and it was awkward. I invited him to a Drum Circle ( overnighter ) We slipped away and had an adult conversation. He had no memory of coming onto me when he was drinking. He would hug me , put his arms around my waste when he was wasted. Eventually I began giving him oral. He never remembered lol

Great story! Im also a huge fan of adult theaters and post may stories about it here. Semi-public sex is exciting. So is anonymous sex. I imagine that the thrill of walking into that backroom alone with this guy was also a thrill for you, hightening the experience even more. I dont think it was as much of a risk as you might think, but i can relate. We get nervous before having sex with someone alone anonynously. But consider taking sex out of the equation. Lets sat you were going to hardware store and found it empty, and then the guy working there took you into a back room to find something, would you be afraid for your life? Unliklely. Its the sexual desire that amps our feelings up. Anyway, good for you for exploring this side of yourself and enjoying it. It's totally natural. I have found a new adult bookstore that has a sex club out back, and Ive been visiting once a week or so. It's incredibly arousing the see men stroking and having sex openly.

It sounded scary! i could hear creepy music playing in the back ground as he suddenly becomes a crazed killerAHHH! as you jump off the table pushing him onto the floor your still erect cock bouncing erradically as you run bare ass, clothes in hand out of the theater onto the main street! You think, WTF that was close! As you realize you are standing naked on the city street.... Sorry my imagination ran away with the thought.

I don't know. That really doesn't sound like a great experience other than having a satisfying orgasm.