FREE FICTION
FROM MIAMI BOYZ UNCUT LATINOS
Getting
Bi Latin Cock at the Theater
I'd not expected this place to be so, well, full. What I'd
expected eluded me now. All I know is that I hadn't expected it to
be this busy in here. Outside it was cold. Bitterly so, in fact, and
that perhaps had something to do with the number of people that
found themselves here. It was dark. Of course, it was a movie
theater, so that was only logical. There were a few empty seats, and
I chose to sit in the most isolated one I could find. The entire
place was done in red, a very dark red, and smelled rather odd,
which was also logical considering the kind of place this was. The
room was long and somewhat narrow, and as one entered, a small
passageway divided the actual theater from the lobby with a small
staircase leading down into darkness. At the end of the theater was
a small screen and a few steps that also led down into darkness. On
the screen itself was the focus of most of the attention in this
theater. Two men, both extremely good looking, were busy sucking
each others hard cocks in a sixty nine that would have driven me
wild.
As this was my first time here, I really had no idea what it
was I should be doing, and found myself sitting, watching as the
sixty-nine on the screen became a fuck fest full of moaning and
groaning. Needless to say, my cock was hard, but I simply didn't
have the courage to do as others seemed to be doing. I didn't have
the courage to pull it from my pants and jerk myself off. So I sat.
The movie was standard gay porn, the only thing distinguishing it
from any other porn I'd seen was the look of the actors, for they
were all extremely good looking. In fact, they all looked rather
false, as if men this good looking were impossible. I must've sat
there for about an hour, before the first of several men sat beside
me. The first was an older man, and I don't mean just older than
myself, I mean older than just about everyone, sat, stared for a
while, and then left. Obviously getting the message.
The second man was also older, but this time he was not so old
as to remind me of my grandfather. He also sat for a while, undoing
his pants and pulling them down to his knees. He was amply endowed,
to say the least, and quite attractive, but as I said earlier, I
just didn't have the courage to pull my own cock out of my pants in
such a public place. Not yet, anyway. He jerked himself off for a
while, but before coming, decided to leave me be. The movie on the
screen had changed, and this one was a little different from the
first in that it also included a woman in one of the scenes. Now,
women don't turn me on at all, but the idea of doing a man while he
does a woman is an absolute turn on. I'd been here almost two hours,
and had barely moved. The scene on the screen had gotten me so hard
I simply couldn't stay in the seat. I got up and moved to the back
of the room, where several men were standing. The curtain
separating the small hallway from the theater was closed, so I pushed
it aside and stepped through. I moved down the stairs quietly, not
knowing what to expect, and reaching the bottom, found myself in an
empty hallway that had several locked and two open doors. One of the
open doors led to the men's room, lit by a single fluorescent ring.
The second door led into another hallway, this one darker and longer
than the first, and connecting to the door and stairway by the
screen. One end of the hallway was lit by a single bulb high up in
the stairwell, while the other end was pitch black.
From the darkness could be heard voices. Not speaking, but
moaning softly. Others grunted, and I knew with no doubt in my head
that this was what they'd all come here for. This dark space where
the touch of a stranger brought with it pleasure and satisfaction. I
didn't suddenly feel any braver, since I decided to head for my seat
upstairs. When I got there, I sat once more, feeling a little
overwhelmed, and perhaps scared. A third man sat next to me. This
time, however, the man was not only young, but very good looking as
well. This man, like the second, felt no shame in pulling his pants
down, this time to his ankles. I couldn't help but look, of course,
look at the hard cock now standing so proud, tempting me to reach
over and stroke it. I couldn't. Perhaps he read my mind, because he
chose that moment to reach over and touch my crotch. He said nothing
as he stroked my crotch and his hard cock. I was paralyzed, but it
didn't matter, 'cause he was intent on what he was doing. With the
one hand, he undid my fly and found my own hard member squeezed tight
in my pants.
He had no resistance from me as he pulled it out and proceeded
to stroke it. It felt so good to have his hand on my cock. My
foreskin moved up and down along the shaft along with his left hand,
and my eyes were glued to the magnificent cock that jutted forth
from his body. It was nine inches if anything, and had a foreskin,
which like my own, was ample enough to accommodate another cock
within. He surprised me, then, by kneeling in front of me to take my
cock in his mouth. My head jerked back, as he slowly nibbled at the
foreskin, making me crazy with pleasure. Afraid, that's what I felt.
Afraid and excited. In my head I knew that I wasn't the only one
here doing this, but I also felt as if I'd be tapped on the shoulder
at any moment and hauled off by some cop. Of course those fears
faded with the feeling of the warm mouth on my cock. He deepthroated
it, and I could feel the back of his throat with my cockhead. I let
out a moan of satisfaction, and then he stood, his cock long and
limp in front of me. Not bothering to put it back into his pants, he
moved toward the stairs at the head of the theater, he beckoned me
to follow, but unlike him, I couldn't simply walk around with my
dick hanging out of my pants, so I zipped up. I followed him down
the stairs into the dimly lit passage that ended in total darkness
at the other end. He moved forward, passing the doorway that
intersected with the other, better lit hallway. Into the darkness he
went, and I followed. Weaving my way through what seemed like
countless hands, all reaching for us.
The tiny bit of light that managed to find its way here through
the bodies was only sufficient to allow the glimpses of silhouettes,
each in different positions, different places, doing different
things. I could feel the hand of the man I'd followed grab at my
jacket, pull me toward him, and kiss me. Within moments I had all
but forgotten where I was, how dark it was, and the smell of this
place. All I knew then and there was the warm wet tongue in my mouth.
Others around us helped themselves to a feel every once in a while,
but it could not detract from what I was doing. Our hands moved
freely over each other, and what I felt beneath his clothing was
exciting me. His chest was strong and hard, his stomach was rippled
in the most incredible way, and his cock, hard and thick in my hand.
Once in a while I couldn't help but look around as the man kissed my
neck or shoulder. I saw the silhouettes of men, kneeling, standing,
bent over as others fucked them, and soon, I knew it would be me.
Doing it like an animal in the dark. It didn't matter, any longer. I
knelt before him, running my hands up and down his legs, feeling the
muscles underneath. The dick and balls hung in front of me, though I
certainly couldn't see them very well, and the time was now. I took
the head of the cock into my mouth, and sucked gently. The foreskin
still covered it, so I worked my tongue into it eliciting a moan
form him. I could taste his excitement under the skin. The cock head
was wet with pre-cum, and I delighted in the slick feeling my tongue
encountered.
He moved his hips forward, pushing his cock into my mouth. The
skin gave way, and the big head lay on my tongue, slippery and
delicious. Others around us were drawn to us, watching intently, for
it became easier to see after a while, as I sucked on this strangers
growing cock. I took him as deep as I could, feeling his balls on my
chin. Others were jerking off around us, and it excited me. He undid
his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles, giving me access to
his ample, hard ass. It felt strong as I squeezed and pulled him
closer so as to swallow his whole cock again. It reached far down
into my throat, and his soft moans inspired me. I could see another
man standing beside me, his cock but a few inches away from my
moving face. I could feel at least two pairs of hands touching me,
and hands touching him, lifting his shirt, exposing the washboard
stomach underneath. They weren't his own hands, of course, for they
were busy holding onto my head as he fucked my face. Someone knelt
beside me, the man whose cock was at my face a moment ago, and
reached for my cock. He found my jeans, and began to undo the fly
as best he could. It proved difficult enough for him to give up, so
he reached for the man's balls. There I was, a cock in my mouth,
while three or four other men stroked this man's hot muscles,
nipples and balls. The man continued moving his hips, pushing his
long thick cock deeper and deeper into my eager mouth. Yet another
man tried to undo my fly, having a little more luck than the first.
He, whoever he might have been, knelt behind me, his hard cock
rubbing up against my covered ass. He reached around me as I sucked
cock, and undid my belt and fly, releasing my cock from its denim
prison. He leaned up against my back, grabbing hold of my dick and
stroked it masterfully.
The man pulled up at me. I stood, and was quickly greeted by
his hot tongue on my parted lips. God, I thought, I can't even
remember what he looks like now. I kissed him as roughly as I knew
how, trying to show some strength, some sense of domination, but it
was no use. I felt carried away by the whole experience. Someone,
probably the man who'd undone my jeans, pulled them down to my
knees. Hands were everywhere. On my cock, on my balls and massaging
my ass, perhaps unsure of how I would feel about a further intrusion
into that area. The man lifted the front of my shirt over my head
releasing it behind my back so that my chest and stomach were
exposed to his expert tongue. He went straight for the nipples, as I
felt someone kneel behind me and begin to kiss and lick my ass
cheeks. He was rough with my nipples, this man, and I loved every
minute of it. My nipples were never all that sensitive, but his hard
sucking and biting were now driving me crazy. The man behind me now
dove for what he wanted, probing at my asshole with his hot tongue.
The man knelt and removing someone's hand from my cock, swallowed it
whole. I let out a moan that must have been heard upstairs, and then
felt two mouths clamp down on my nipples. Four men, I had four men
working on me at the same time. I was in heaven. The man was sucking
my cock with the same furious gusto he'd sucked my tits, using his
hands to work both my balls and my foreskin.
My cock, my asshole and my nipples were on delicious fire. For
some strange reason, it occurred to me that these four men knew each
other. That the man had been the lure, but oh what a lure. The man
stood and kissed me furiously, the taste of my pre-cum still in his
mouth. I felt the men nudging me, making me turn around, and I knew
they were working together. I was now facing the man who, only
moments earlier, had been probing my hole with his tongue. He
immediately knelt before me and began to suck my dick. His was a
gentler form of cock sucking. Slow and deliberate in its delivery of
pleasure. He knew exactly what his movements were doing to me. One
of the other men grabbed hold of my chin and kissed me, pushing his
tongue deep into my mouth, the other knelt and grabbed hold of my
balls, licking them softly as his friend sucked on my cock. The man
reached around me, snuggling up to my back and grabbing hold of my
nipples. His cock was nestled between my asscheeks, rubbing up
against my eager asshole as he pumped and kissed the back of my
neck. He licked down my back to my ass, and placed a gentle kiss on
my asscheek. He stood and grabbed at my nipples again, twisting
until I thought I'd scream. His cock was no longer nestled between
my asscheeks, rather it stood poised to enter me, pushing ever so
gently. He made no move to penetrate, waiting for a signal from me.
I gave it, raising my ass slightly and using my hands to part the
cheeks. He pushed, oh so slowly, he pushed. I gasped at the shocking
sensation, the two before me continuing their work on my cock and
balls.
The man was in, pushing his huge cock all the way in. I threw
my head back, letting it rest on his shoulder. He let out a tiny
moan that only I could hear, and began to fuck me. Oh, if only I
could describe the sensations I was feeling as this enormous cock
plowed into me with increasing force, for the man was intent on
fucking me with the same power he'd done everything else, hard and
furious. In and out the cock went, practically pulling out and then
plunging back into me. The men before me switched their toys every
once in a while, while the man beside me kissed me as he quietly
jerked himself off. Suddenly he blew, spraying my thigh with his
creamy love juice. That was it for me, I couldn't hold it any more.
I blew my wad, filling a mouth with my steamy cum.
Behind me the man
plunged in to the hilt and blew his load deep into me, pulling me up
against him as he came, and came. The man who'd stood beside had
gone. The two before me stood, kissing and grabbing at each others
faces, sharing my hot cum. I was still leaning on the man, who'd
gone soft inside all the while kissing my neck and shoulders. "I
live close by, buddy. Would you like to come over?" He said. I was
stunned. He hadn't said a single word until just then, and the
beauty of his voice caught me completely off guard. So deep, so
masculine. "Did you know them?" I asked. "My friends. We all live in
the same building." That said, how could I possibly refuse.
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