My Exploration of Adult Bookstores and Other Men

Im a straight divorced man, 160# fit, black hair brown eyes. I started going to adult bookstores when I was 22, simply because there were moments in college where I was horny and needed privacy away from the dorm room. For years I would go into a booth, lock the door, watch porn, and jerk myself off to very powerful orgasms. I was always annoyed at the men who would knock at the door trying to get in, because I have ZERO attraction to men. 

This went on for years, but always very infrequent when I was in a relationship or married. But every once in a while, I would go back and do it again because, in addition to the privacy, its very erotic to do this in a semi-public space. One night about 28, I was in a booth masturbating and became so incredibly aroused that I unlocked the door. It was as if the arousal skewed my judgement. I was very nervous about having another man see me, to the point of having dry mouth. Within minutes, a man in his 60's walked in and quickly locked the door behind him. It alarmed me because I was afraid he would try to rape me, or maybe he was a cop. So I pulled pulled my pants back up covering my cock, and he just stood there watching me, as I stared at the porn playing on the screen.

My cock was rock hard and oozing tons of precum, way more than ever before, probably from the nerves. Without warning, he unzipped his pants to expose his large hairy, hard cock that he started stroking. I thought, "well, he's not a cop and seems to be just horny like I am." So I unzipped my pants again, pulled them down to my knees, and started stroking again. There was so much precum that it completely covered my cock, making it very slippery. I did not want to look at him, because again, I'm not attracted to men. The idea of touching their bodies or kissing them is repulsive. But my eyes were glued to his cock. It was so exciting to see another man's cock this close up. 

This went on for about 5 minutes, both of us breathing heavily and moaning quietly. He did reach out to touch me but I was too nervous, so I stepped back. But that made me even more horny. About 4 strokes later I just uttered, "I going to cum," and he knelt down with his face about 6" from my cock, and I thought it would feel good to cum on him. But as soon as the orgasm started, I chickened out and turned myself to the side, shooting many big long strong shots of cum across the booth onto the wall. The spurts were so strong that you could actually hear some of them. I moaned and bucked uncontrollably until it was over and then quickly zipped up. We both walked out without talking and I got out of there. 

This was the beginning of me exploring the "fluid" side of my sexuality with other men, and I have many other stories to share.