Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2004 02:54:14 -0800
From: spkn_suck <spknsuck@gmail.com>
Subject: Four Cocks At The Hollywood Video

This is a completely true story that just happened to me not more than
five hours ago, and is one of the hottest times I've ever had!

Through Squirt, I learned that one of our local adult stores, the
Hollywood Erotic Video, had set up theaters in their upstairs area,
and it was becoming VERY cruisy.  Reports had come in of various
goings-on of the sexual kind, and being a total slut myself, I thought
it'd be a great idea to investigate.  Action had been few and far
between since the city cracked down a few years ago on the adult
theaters (all gloryhole booths were totally eliminated, with only one
store keeping any sort of movies at all and more than one store
closing entirely) so it would be great if we had a bona-fide adult
theater again!

Getting in was easy - there was a five-dollar charge at the counter,
and then I was directed up a flight of stairs to the theater itself.
They had converted three of their rooms which previously contained
magazines into theaters, obscured from the hallway by curtains.  From
the display downstairs, two of the theaters played straight flicks,
while the third played a gay movie.  Figuring most of the action would
be in the gay theater, I spread apart the curtain and entered.  A
projection TV was set up on a pedestal and was showing a hot twink
slurping on a blond's cock.  A number of white "deck" chairs (the
cheap plastic kind) were in a semi-circle around the TV, which
provided the only illumination in the room.  Three other guys were in
the room with me - an attractive black man sitting in a chair, a
late-twenties man with a clean beard and hat sitting next to him, and
two somewhat overweight guys standing in the back of the room, still
close to them because of the size of the room.  The black man and the
two larger men stared at me as I entered and took a seat across from
the black man.

I checked out the video for a short while but my attention was quickly
drawn to the black man, who was alternating between looking down at
his own crotch and looking into my eyes.  Slowly, he unzipped his
pants and drew out a VERY nice cock - I couldn't guess at the size
from that distance but it was definitely a mouthful and a half.  He
continued his furtive glances as I openly stared at his beautiful
dick, and after a time, reached over and unzipped the fly of the guy
next to him, pulling out his dick and stroking it along with his.
That was all the incentive I needed - after taking a drink from my
water bottle, I left my chair, got on my knees and shimmied over to
rest between his legs.  Grabbing a dick in each hand, I began licking
and sucking the large black cock in front of me.  One of the other men
took a hit of poppers from a bottle he had and knelt next to me in
front of the bearded man.  Both of us grabbed the cocks in front of us
and plunged our mouths down on them.  There was no rhythm or plan, and
soon each of us were in our own world, concentrating solely on the
hard cock in our mouths.

The chocolate-colored cock in my mouth had to be at least eight
inches, judging by the amount left when my hand was around it, and
totally straight - I can usually deep-throat with the best of them,
but his dick just wouldn't go past the bend.  No matter - I began
stroking the base of his dick while bathing the head with my tongue.
I looked up at him with my tongue on his dickhead, and his smile and
low moan gave me all the acknowledgement I needed.  I began sucking
more furiously on his dick, corkscrewing my mouth around the shaft.
To my right, the bearded man got up, zipped up and left - he had
either cum or was just tired.  A shame, I thought, but I kept at my
blowjob on the man in front of me, increasing my pace even more.  The
head of his cock frequently bumped against the entrance to my throat
as my mouth went up and down on his cock.  His cock swelled slightly
and his breathing quickened, and right as I brought my mouth up to the
head, his dick began spurting its thick load in my mouth.  I swallowed
once as he was shooting and kept the rest in my mouth, nursing the
cock and slowly stroking as much juice out of it as I could.  Finally,
he lightly pushed my head away and got up, thanking me while zipping
up his pants.  As he left, the other two men still left in the room
left as well - I suppose I stole their prize from them.

I sat back down in the chair, watching more of the film briefly while
I caught my breath and chugged down a good portion of the water in my
bottle to clear my throat of the black man's thick cum.  After a few
minutes to collect my thoughts, I left the gay theater and wandered
around the corner to the other two theaters.  Entering the second one,
I sat across the room from a somewhat disheveled man rubbing his
crotch in a chair, watching a blonde getting plugged by a hot Latino.
The two of us stayed from each other as I pulled out my own half-hard
six-inch cock and stroked it, hoping to start something again, but the
other man wasn't paying much attention to me, only to the movie.  I
finally tired of waiting and walked over to him, sweetly asking him if
he'd like a blowjob while he watched the movie.  To my surprise, he
answered yes.  I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his
jeans - and to be honest, it was almost comical - it was nearly fully
hard and was barely two inches long, but anything short of a monster
would be a disappointment after the black man's eight-incher.  Not
being a choosy slut, I sucked it into my mouth, and within twenty
seconds, was rewarded with my second load of cum in less than fifteen
minutes.  He quickly stood up and walked past me, quickly zipping up -
he was either straight and feeling guilty about another guy giving him
a blowjob, or was embarassed about his "performance" and cumming so
quickly.  I didn't care either way - I had his cum and that's all that
mattered.

After being left alone again and downing the rest of my water, I went
into the  first straight theater again and sat next to one of the two
overweight men that had been in the gay theater.  We sat down and
laughingly "critiqued" the performance of the guy and girl on the
screen, which was rather pathetic, especially the dialogue.  We
discussed our sexual preferences (both bi, both bottoms, thus no
action between us) and watched for guys walking by.  We both heard
footsteps from people coming up the stairs, and after nobody passed
the door, it was safe to assume they went into the gay theather.
Sensing fresh meat, I waved to him and exited the theater, going back
to the gay theater.  There, I saw another black man, in a flannel
shirt and baseball cap and much lighter in tone than the other I had
already sucked, sitting down fondling himself, while the other
overweight man from before was standing there with his small but fat
dick sticking out of his pants.  I had barely gotten to even sit down
before the black man pointed to him and, in no uncertain terms, told
me to suck his dick.  I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled, then got
back down to my knees and began mouthing my third cock of the night.
I opened my own pants and lowered them to below my ass, allowing me to
stroke myself as I sucked on the large man's cock, which slightly
stretched my mouth due to its girth.  The black man reached over and
rubbed my ass, reaching down to stroke my cock for me as I continued
sucking.  My forehead bounced off the big man's pudge on every
downstroke, actually helping me somewhat in my actions, as I ended up
bouncing off slightly and back up, then back down.  The black man
eventually tipped his cap down and left, as the fat man snorted a hit
of poppers and I continued to suck.  The man ran his fingers through
his head as I continued to suck, eventually shooting a very thin and
watery load in my mouth.  The short fat dick filled my mouth with
surprising quickness, forcing me to swallow twice to keep up with it.
I withdrew my mouth from his crotch and made a scene of wiping my
mouth clean and smiling as he tidied himself up and left.

Having nearly cleared out the theater, I went into the two theaters,
finding the black man from the gay theater stroking his five-incher in
one of the straight theaters.  I quickly dropped to his knees before
he told me to suck his cock, which I did with furor - I wanted another
load to finish the night.  As I pistoned my mouth up and down, up and
down, up and down on his cock, with him talking dirty to me the whole
time, his moans and my slurping mixing with the groans coming from the
TV.  Every once in a while, a guy would walk in and watch us for a
brief period and then leave again, apparently having seen whatever
they wanted to see.  My motioning to them to join in with me went
unheeded, so I returned my attention to the man in front of me.  He
grabbed my head in his hands and pushed it down into his lap once,
driving his cock into my throat, before releasing and pushing me up.
As I backed up on my knees, he stood up and shoved his cock back into
my mouth, fucking my face as I knelt there and accepted it like the
cockslut I am.  He stopped moving and I took over for him, my chin
slapping against his balls as I worked over his cock harder and
harder.  His cock, which hadn't become fully hard, hardened slightly,
and he drove his five inches completely into my mouth, with his head
entering my throat.  He forced my head to stay in his lap for a full
thirty seconds, moving in and out slightly and shooting my load all
the way down my throat, past my gag reflex.  I never even got to taste
it - I simply swallowed and accepted his load.  Finally, he released
me and looked down into my eyes, my body nearly bent over my legs.  He
very lightly slapped my face with one hand, smiled, then zipped up and
left.

I took a deep breath and rested.  Finally, nobody was left in the
theaters.  I gathered myself and left the theater, totally satiated
and hornier than ever.  Four cocks, four loads, in only one hour.
What a night!