I woke up Friday morning hung-over and called in sick to work. A long weekend was too tempting and I still had a lot of beer left. I went to the fridge, grabbed a brew and hit play on the VCR.
My porn collection was mostly cumshot & blowjob movies. Id sit there and watch the chicks take it in the mouth and imagine I was her. Id bob my head in rhythm with her or suck on a dildo I had, all the while pulling at my meat until I blew. Sometimes, right before I came, I would lie on the ground, throw my legs over my head and shoot in my mouth.
I downed a couple of beers, sitting there watching them suck it, and got an incredible urge to feel a real prick in my mouth. My browsing online had taken me to message boards where people talked of hooking up in adult bookstores, but I had never had the guts to try it myself. Fortified with liquid courage, I got dressed and headed to the ABS down the road.
The store was the usual setup. Porn movies & books in the front, then a backroom through an open doorway where the booths were. I opened the door of the first one I came to and entered. The door didnt quite reach the ground, so the clerk could see the feet of people if he wished. There was a window in the left wall looking into another booth.
I popped in some quarters, selecting a gay porn where a man was sucking, pulled my pants down to my ankles, and sat back, stroking myself. The guy in the porno was taking a huge cock in his mouth, stretching it to the limit. I was mesmerized, lost in ecstasy, and started bobbing my head like I did at the house. I was so into the movie that I didnt even notice the man enter the booth next to me.
He was a middle-aged man, who looked as if he had come over for his lunch break. Im not sure if he had put any quarters in, but he wasnt looking at the screen, he was looking at me, stroking his crotch.
I looked over, shocked to see him seemingly appear like that. My eyes moved down. The 6-inch outline showed clear through his d... Læs hele novellen
