It was the first time that I’d ever gone to an adult theater. Oh, I’d heard all kinds of stories. Old men in raincoats, guys with their wives, women having sex with strangers, men on men. But, it was two in the afternoon on a Thursday and I had no idea what I should expect.

I paid my money to a totally uninterested guy behind the counter and made my way over to the door marked ‘Theater’. As I went through the door, the sound of sex on the screen was quite evident. Edging my way through the darkness, I decided to just take a seat in the back row on the aisle. Looking around, I realized that there appeared to be only one other person in the theater, which shouldn’t have really surprised me given the time of day.

He was seated a couple of rows in front of me in the seat adjacent to the aisle and angled such that I could see him as he stroked his cock. I was a bit surprised that he was so openly exposing himself. Much to my surprise, I was a bit aroused as I watched.

He glanced back in my direction and I quickly averted my eyes. I watched the screen as a large, dark skinned black man shoved his huge cock into a tiny blonde woman. The sounds of the sex were phony and out of sync with the action, but I realize that it’s a porno movie, not an Oscar award winning feature film.

Another look over at the other patron and I could see him leaning back and slowly stroking his hard cock.

I unzipped my shorts and undid the button so that I might get better access to my own cock, which was beginning to stiffen and grow from the scene on screen. As I stroked myself, I continued to watch the movie, but my thoughts kept returning to the guy a few rows up. When I looked at him this time, he was looking right back at me.

I panicked a bit from his stare and shifted my position somewhat. However, my eyes never left his cock. It was bigger than mine from what I could tell. He continued to lazily stroke himself as he watched me watch him.

I began to relax again and resumed my own masturbation, my eyes locked on his cock.

After several minutes, he stood and turned toward me, still slowly stroking himself. I was mesmerized by him, even as he slowly strode toward me until he was standing right next to me, his cock inches away from my face.

I couldn’t help myself as I watched his hand move up and down the shaft of his cock which, as I suspected earlier, was quite large, maybe 7 or 8 inches in length.

He shifted his body such that his cock was pointed right at me at the same time his hand reached behind my head and urged it toward his crotch.

I’m not sure what came over me, but I opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth. He pushed it deeper into my mouth. I could smell a muskiness but was very turned on by the experience.

He began thrusting his cock into my mouth as if he were fucking my face. Both of his hands were now gripping the back of my head, as his cock pushed against the back of my throat causing me to gag slightly.

I could feel him clench his muscles, his fingers entwined tightly in the hair at the back of my head, as he pushed his cock fully into my mouth. Without warning, his cock erupted, sending spasm after spasm of his hot juices into my mouth.

I gagged. Cum spilled over my lips, but much of it was inside my mouth. I wanted to spit it out, but his cock filled my mouth. Rope after rope of cum splashed against the back of my throat, his hands holding my head tightly against his throbbing cock.

And then it was over. He withdrew his cock from my mouth, put his cock back inside his pants, and quickly turned away, walking out the door. I spat out what I could, but the taste of his semen was still strong. Although it was not particularly unpleasant, I felt a desire to rinse my mouth.

A flash of guilt, mixed with a sense of lust, filled my thoughts. I wasn’t sure what to make of what just transpired. All I knew is that my cock was still rock hard and I was horny as fuck.