"Sex Stories" My Eighteenth Birthday

Sex Stories My Eighteenth Birthday
I was looking at a guy that I thought was alone when suddenly a guy sat up in the seat next to him. He’d had his face in the other guy’s lap and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why. It made me wonder how many of the other guys that appeared alone weren’t.

I don’t mind telling you that I was excited. It was my eighteenth birthday and my first trip to an adult movie theater. When I’d moved across the lobby and walked into the darkened theater the smell had been overwhelming. The pungent aroma of sex was thick in the air. The room reeked of the quasi-chlorine smell of cum, cigarettes, sweat and the pungent ammonia smell of piss.

As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I crept down the aisle like a thief in the night and grabbed a seat.  

I was awestruck by what I saw on the screen. Like any teenager, I’d seen my share of nudie magazines. But pictures in magazines couldn’t compare with naked girls on the big screen. It took my mind over fifteen minutes to adjust to the orgy on the screen…one big breasted blonde and two big dicked guys. (Sex Stories)

When I finally looked around there were maybe a dozen guys scattered around the theater and it was no surprise that they were all male.

I was looking at a guy that I thought was alone when suddenly a guy sat up in the seat next to him. He’d had his face in the other guy’s lap and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why. It made me wonder how many of the other guys that appeared alone weren’t. 

He came down the aisle from behind me so I didn’t see what he looked like. When he sat down next to me it was so quick that all I saw was that he was shorter than my six foot one. Out of the corner of my eye I guessed that he was thirtyish but it was too dark to see more.

Paying no attention to me, the stranger unzipped his pants and took out his cock. To me it looked huge but with my lack of experience I wasn’t any judge.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any weirder the stranger casually reached over, grabbed my wrist and put my hand in his lap. Reflexively I closed my fingers around his male hardness. I’d never touched another man’s cock before so I was stunned by the heat. And how could something be so hard and so soft at the same.(Adult Stories)

As my fingers moved up and down his length I was like a kid with a new toy. He didn’t seem to mind so while I stroked and played with his cock I kinda turned sideways in my seat so I could see it a little better. But it was too dark for me to see much. 

Eventually he closed his hand over mine, clamping both over his swollen cock. Then with both our hands still clamped to his dick, he stood and with me trailing reluctantly behind, started up the aisle, and out the door and into the first vacant private room that we came to. On the way people sure were staring at us. But somehow to me it seemed natural to be walking up the aisle holding another man’s cock.

Locking the door behind us, the anonymous stranger led me over to the couch and pushed me down on my knees in front of it.

Without waiting to be told I finished opening his pants, pulled them down to his thighs and let them fall on down to his ankles.

When he sat down and I pushed his thighs apart it was finally light enough for me to examine his dick. .At first I only held it in my hand for what seemed like an hour but in reality was only a couple of minutes while I looked at it.  To me it still looked huge but in reality it was only about six inches with a dark reddish/purple head that when the foreskin was pulled back was more or less the same size as the shaft. 

Then I did something that I’d wanted to do as long as I could remember. I opened my mouth and slipped it over the head of his dick. When I closed my lips around his hard shaft he moaned, “Uuuuuuuummmm.”

At first I just held it, savoring the velvety feel of his flesh and its salty taste.

Never having ever gotten or given a blowjob before, I feel back on what I’d read on the inter-net for guidance. Tightening my lips, I slowly moved my mouth up and down on his hard shaft. I would almost giggle on the down stroke when my nose and lips were pressed into his curly pubic hair.

Growing more confident I bobbed my head, moving my mouth faster. His, “uuuum yes,” told me that I was doing the right thing.

A novice that knew no fancy tricks, I more or less just jacked him off with my mouth. .Not knowing what it meant, when he tensed up I just kept bobbing faster. I knew at some point that I was going to make him cum. But I hadn’t considered that it would be in my mouth or what I would do with his cum if he did.

The stranger took these decisions out of my hands. He let out an, “Ohmigod,” and suddenly my mouth was full of a slimy hot liquid. The stranger was holding the back of my head and keeping my mouth plugged with his dick so the liquid had no place to go but down…down my throat. The salty and slightly acetic taste burned a little as it spewed across my tongue and down my throat. But it wasn’t exactly a distasteful burn. Actually I kinda liked the taste.

Spent, the stranger rustled my hair, leaned back on the couch with his legs spread and let me admire and worship his semi-flaccid cock and savor the taste of my reward in my mouth. 

Eventually he stood up and fixed his clothes and then exited the room leaving me still kneeling by the couch thinking about what had just happened to me.

When the stranger left, he left the door ajar. Unknown to me an invitation to anyone who chose to come in. He was average looking. Five nineish, brown hair, Wranglers and cowboys jersey.  Locking the door behind him, he came over to the couch where I was still kneeling. Silently he sat down in front of me.

I quickly unzipped his wranglers and as he raised his hips off the couch, pulled them down to his ankles. A sigh crept from my lips as I starred at his erection.  Then pushing his knees apart I lowered my face to his lap and nuzzled my face between his thighs.  Then for the second time in my life took another man’s cock in my mouth.

I started bobbing up and down as I sucked his cock, causing him to started quivering all over. He was so excited that he started bucking his hips up off the couch, forcing his cock in and out of my mouth. Fucking my mouth as I sucked him.

The utter pleasure was awesome. I loved it. I had my oldest sexual desire being fulfilled by an anonymous stranger. As I continued sucking I felt his release getting closer. He moaned, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" as he blew his load in my mouth.

Something I’d never get use too. Once finished with my mouth, the speed with which they could pull up their pants and flee.

Obviously the first time I put another man’s cock in my mouth I loved it. And when he cummed in my mouth even though it was a surprise, I loved that too. Feeling his cock pulsing and his warm cum filling my mouth was a complete turn on and reward for a blowjob well done.