Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2011 13:32:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Old Movie House

Old Movie House
By
Storyguy22

   This is the second installment in a series that began with Video
Arcade. This fictional series depicts several venues where teen boys of a
somewhat aggressive nature tend to loiter in the hope of connecting with
men for sex. This particular offering takes place in an old fashioned movie
theater that is located in a rundown section of the city, and is some
disrepair itself resulting in very little traffic of movie goers which
offers up a goodly measure of privacy for the illicit activities the boys
and men seek.

   The man parked his car about a block down from the old movie house, and
on the opposite side of the sparsely travelled road. He spent some time
just sitting there observing the front of the theater. His research had
revealed that the place was sometimes a target rich environment for the
young teen boys who favored sexual activities with adult men, and he was
definitely in the mood for just such activity today. Several more minutes
of observation failed to indicate any foot traffic entering the theater, so
he locked up the car, and crossed the street.

The neighborhood had definitely seen better days, as had the old theater
building and he practically needed to awaken the bored lady who sat in the
ticket booth in order to purchase a ticket. Entering the lobby, he could
hear the movie sound track playing inside the theater as he glanced around,
noting that the place was deserted save for an old guy on station behind
the snack bar with his attention fixed on a paperback novel. Spotting the
men's room door across the lobby, the man crossed over, and walked inside.
Walking around the doorway partition, he spotted a boy of around fourteen
or so standing against the far wall, and he paused at a row of sinks as he
bent to wash his hands, carefully watching the kid in the mirror. He was
cute as hell, and the man felt his pulse quicken as his hopes quickly rose
that the boy might be in this somewhat dumpy spot due to an interest in
some man/boy action. He used the mirror reflection to check the boy out,
pleased to note that he also seemed to be checking out the man, and as he
looked him over he noted that the boy was slender, maybe around 5' 7" tall
and a lean 120 or so. He had longish hair, a soft brown tone, and he was
dressed in a tee shirt and some mid-thigh length shorts. His bare legs were
tanned and well formed, and a lingering look at the front of the shorts
failed to offer any real hint with regard to the treasures within. A brief
eye contact occurred in the mirror, and the man was certain that the boy
had offered a quick smile, or at least a slight smirk, before he pushed off
the wall, and stepped up to the long porcelain urinal trough. The man
watched the mirror as the boy made a small production of tugging the tail
of his tee shirt up under his chin as he pushed down the shorts to free his
boyhood. Moving as casually as he could manage, the man turned, and crossed
over to stand alongside the boy. The boy turned his head toward him, the
knowing smirk fully in place, and the man was unable to resist a long look
at the slightly tumescent boy cock that was fully revealed, as was the
plump and hairless scrotum that dangled below.

   His heart rate increased, and his cock thickened in his pants as he
licked his lips, and told the boy,

   "Nice equipment, Dude...really nice...delicious too, I bet."

   The boy continued smirking, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a
small smile as he glanced down at his exposed boyhood before again meeting
the man's hungry gaze, and he replied, his voice still boyish in lilt,

   "Thanks Dude...I'm actually not sure about the delicious part though, I
can't reach it to taste it."

   The man chuckled at the cheeky remark, and the brashness of the boy, and
he countered with,

   "Well, it definitely looks delicious...and I won't have any problem
reaching it, if you were interested."

   The kid grinned then, and flexed that sweet young meat a couple of times
which had the man nearly drooling, and then he quickly reached to pull his
shorts up again, and he said to the man,

   Inside, far top row, left side...give me about 2 minutes, okay?"

   Stunned, the man simply nodded, and with that, the boy turned, and
exited the men's room. The man watched him go, his eyes locked on the round
little globes of his cute butt. He adjusted himself in his pants, counted
to 100, and then walked back out, and crossed the lobby as casually as he
could muster. Not that it mattered, the old dude behind the candy counter
never even glanced at him as he entered the dark theater. He paused a
moment, allowing his vision to adjust to the near-darkness, and then he
scanned the rows of stadium style seats that rose in a gentle ascent above
him. Not surprisingly, the place was all but deserted save for a small
smattering of men lounging low in scattered seats, none of which was at all
close to the far back row. The man let his gaze angle up to the top row of
seats, and he spotted his boy seated there, in the last row and the seat
closest to the wall. Eager now, he quickly climbed the stairs and eased
along the row until he settled in beside the boy. He studied the boy a
moment, and then he quite boldly reached out and groped the crotch of his
shorts, a smile swiping over his face as he felt the rigid tube of young
erection that pulsed in his grip. Fully hard as he now was, the boy's cock
was more than ample in length and girth, and the man savored the steely
hardness that is so unique to teen boys. He worked the hardness a few
times, and then he released it as he reached for the hem of the kid's tee
shirt. The boy leaned forward, allowing the man to peel the shirt over his
head, and then he settled back in the seat and relaxed as the man's broad
hands explored his tummy and chest, the thick fingers tugging at his small
nipples which sent tingles coursing through his young balls.

   The man took his time, the wide hands and fingers exploring each inch of
his silky skin, and he gasped aloud when the man bent down and lapped at
each of his tender nipples. As he licked and sucked the tender nubbins, his
hand returned to grope the boy's throbbing erection, and then the hand was
tugging at his shorts, working them down his thighs, and finally to his
ankles where he shook them free. Naked now, the boy's rigid penis stood
straight up, the knob-like head glistening wetly from the oozing excitement
that leaked from his balls. Gently, the man pushed his thighs wide apart,
and then he carefully cradled the boy's plump young balls, the thick
fingers probing the marble sized eggs as his other hand resumed pumping his
rampant young cock up and down. He shuddered, waves of pleasure washing
over his trembling body, and in a wave of pure lust, he muttered,

   "Oh man, Mister...that's amazing...taste me now...see if I'm really
delicious...please Mister...suck me..!"

   That urging was actually pretty much exactly what the man was thinking,
his mouth literally drooling saliva as he lowered his head, and slid the
silky smooth boy-cock into his hungry mouth. He groaned a low sound in his
chest, the pulsing cock sliding in his mouth familiar, but every bit as
exciting as ever, and he sucked with abandon, savoring the youthful flavors
and scents. The slight tartness of his leaking fluids caused a dull ache
along the man's jawbone, and he reluctantly pulled away from the wetly
glistening young cock to dip his head lower so he might lick and suckle the
tight and hairless balls as the boy thrashed on the seat, a myriad of
grunts and groans a near cadence of pleasure. The boy threaded his fingers
in the man's thick hair as he resumed his expert sucking of his throbbing
cock, and when the man began worming a thick finger into the warm crease of
his ass, he slid lower in his seat and splayed his legs widely to allow
access to his tight, pink pucker.

   His lust boiling over now, the man managed to insert a good portion of
his finger into the boy's very tight hole and locate his small hot spot
which he probed as he bobbed over the drooling erection, and the boy huffed
and panted as he drove his small hips up and down to enhance the incredible
sensations the man's probing finger was causing deep inside him, and in
another few moments the multiple pleasures proved too much to handle. He
groaned loudly, tugging sharply at the man's hair as he rammed his hips
forward and yelped,

   "Awww fuuuuck...I'm gonna shoot..!"

   Pure music to the sucking man's ears, and as he pulled his head back a
bit to allow sufficient space to capture the whole of the boy's rapidly
building climax that he was so eager to taste and swallow. He pressed the
sensitive gland firmly, and grasped the rigid stalk at its base and pumped
it rapidly as he sucked hard on the bucking young cock. The boy grunted
again, and thrust, and then his young cock was spurting strongly as it
spewed ribbons of warm, sweet boy-honey into the hungry mouth of the
man. The man savored each creamy offering, pleasantly surprised at the
copious amount of viscous semen he produced, and when the lad was finally
drained, he continued to suckle the wilting stalk until it finally slipped
from his battered lips. He swilled the warm cream around his mouth, the
almond-like taste sweet and pleasant in his mouth, and then he swallowed
the slippery fluid completely. Sitting up, and gently cradling the soft
boyhood in his fingers as he grinned at the stunned boy, and told him,

   "Yup...no question...you taste absolutely delicious...all of you...your
sweet cock...your cute balls...and definitely you're sweet and creamy
cum...!"

   The boy grinned weakly, and nodded his head as he mumbled,

   "Really...?...cool...and you, Mister...are some kind of cocksucker, for
sure...!"

   So, our hero finds great success once again by pursuing his recently
established theory that searching out willing boys for sex is really more
about venue, than the boy himself. A video arcade, and now a seedy old
theater...what could be next...?

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