They had different body types, but all had average builds. I judged him to be in his early twenties. Two of the men were older than me, the other younger. Within the juncture, three shadowy white men were clumped together, chatting while eyeing me sauntering toward them.
Mid-way into the movie section, the corridor became a square juncture, branching off in two directions to split twice more in opposite ways on either side. The sound of moans from a film playing inside the closed booth was clearly audible. A red light glowed on one of the front booths with the door shut, indicating it was occupied. A dim-lit corridor ran between booths laid out in a maze. Going from the main portion of the adult video store into the movie section was an immediate transition from light to dark. In a perverse thought, I hoped it had the grubby middle-Eastern counter man drooling. I took my time, making sure they got a good look at the moving cheeks of my rounded ass. Heading to the movie viewing area, I knew both men were watching me walk away.
“Enjoy,” the counter man said with a leer, handing over my change and the coupons. One was on his knees, sucking the other guy’s hard cock. The pages had the naked pictures of two male hunks, each with their pubic hair shaved off. While he was ringing up the cash register, I looked down at an open magazine on the counter top he’d been reading when I came in. That was something new since my last video store foray. Once inside, you can put money in the booth machines.” I noticed after giving him money I would be getting some coupons rather than tokens. I figured him to be middle-Eastern and close to fifty years old.Īpproaching the counter I asked, “Do I get tokens here or inside the movie viewing area?” He had scraggly dark hair, needed a shave, and had a protruding belly paunch. Good looking with a tan, I guessed him to be in his mid-thirties and an outdoor construction worker.Ī grubby little dark-skinned man working behind the store’s counter was evaluating me, too. The man giving me the once-over with his eyes was in great physical shape, his tee-shirt stretched across his broad chest, highlighting his muscular build.
Dressed for the heat, I had on a tee-shirt, cut-off jean shorts, and sandals. I’m less than six feet tall, slender, with nice legs, a well-rounded butt, and very little body hair. Pulling into the parking lot, I noticed there were quite a few parked cars.Īs I stepped through the door, a white patron standing in front of a nearby rack of adult magazines looked my way to check me out. My expectation, however, was not much had changed in a triple-X shop since then and now, other than DVD’s replacing video tapes. My previous visit to one was long ago in a different city. The newness in each of the relationships had worn off and sex seemed mechanical.ĭriving by an adult video store this summer on a hot Thursday afternoon, I decided on a whim to check it out. A big reason for it happening I realized was me. Like the two liaisons before, our meetings seemed to dwindle until they just ceased altogether. I insisted, however, a condom and lubricant always be used for anal penetration to avoid disease and pain. My big fantasy from the start was being a bottom for a hot top.Īfter it became reality, I found it enjoyable being used by another man for his pleasure. Of course, I was instrumental in making that happen. The way things worked out, the other man always became the dominate partner. Sex was simple and straight-forward, with the major thrill coming from the taboo of being with another male. The experiences I did have were limited to three men, with none of the short relationships overlapping. So, beyond just fulfilling my sexual desires, I needed any meeting to be discreet, safe, and for my partner to have a place for it to happen. I’m married, and have been for nearly fifteen years, with no intention of getting a divorce. I finally tried it, getting together with men I’d met in online chat rooms. Until a few years ago, I’d never had a man to man encounter, but plenty of fantasies.