A NIGHT AT THE THEATER
BY JIMBO

    My friend Norman and I decided to break up our holiday together which had
included plenty of touchy feely stuff and lots more sucky sucky stuff...but
that's another story.  We bought tickets to a touring Broadway show and took
our seats.  There was an empty seat next to me and in my usually grouchy
fashion waited for the fat, smelly old lady who usually occupied that seat
whenever this happened to me and I dreamed of the "special stud."
     	When the seat was still empty just minutes before the curtain, I held
out hope for extra leg room, but then I heard a gasp from Norman and looked up
to see a strikingly handsome, well built, well dressed man in his early
thirties easing into the seat.  My heart skipped a beat as the conductor
raised his baton and the overture began as the houselights dimmed.
      I felt Norman's hand almost immediately on my thigh, but instead of the
usual
gentle squeeze it was a push in the opposite direction.  I was confused.  Then
it dawned on me.  I glanced down at the powerful thigh on my right.  This guy
was built!  Slowly I moved my right thigh to gently touch his left.  He didn't
pull away!
Very, very slowly I moved infinitesimally closer as the curtains parted.
     Throughout that long first act, I felt his amazingly powerful leg pressed
firmly against mine.  My heart was pounding; I barely was aware of the show or
poor Norman; I was acutely aware of the man sitting next to me.  Slowly I
turned my face to him and took in his strong profile looking straight ahead.
His jaw had that steely gleam of a man who shaved three times a day and had a
very hairy chest! 
      Intermission came and we stood up to allow others to exit the row.
Norman excused himself to cruise the john and I stood in the aisle with my new
found friend.  I commented on the fact that he was rather obviously well
built.  He said that he had twice been on the Olympic weightlifting team, but
was now a premed student just in town on business overnight.  We chatted for a
while, then he excused himself to visit the men's room.  Of course, I
followed...right to the adjacent urinal.
     I was all eyes as he unzipped and whipped out a beautifully circumcised
cock.  My wide eyes popped as the stream flowed and I didn't care how many
others were in the room.  The stream ended, but he remained in position and
gently stroked that amazing piece of meat into full erection!  What could
possibly happen here?  The buzzer rang for the opening of the second act.  He
replaced his picture perfect cock and started back to our seats.
     Norman was in place.  I was trembling all over as the house lights
dimmed.  But in the darkness, I felt the comforting return of the powerful
thigh to my side.
This time I put my hand on my own right thigh and almost yelped for joy when
I felt his hairy little finger entwine mine and urge my hand to his thigh.
     I squeezed his thigh and felt him slide slightly forward so that my
fingers easily slipped under his suitcoat and I felt his cock, still hard
through his trousers.  My hand remained there until the long scene break in
mid-act.  I leaned over and whispered, "Where are you staying?"
     "I was going to look for a place after the show."
     "My friend and I have a room with two queen-sized beds right across the
street.  We'd love to have you share."
     "I have a feeling I'd be well cared for there.  Sure thing."
     After the show we walked quickly and immediately to our hotel with Norman
remaining unusually quiet.  When we reached the room, my new friend who
introduced himself only as "David" wondered aloud if the room service was any
good.  We immediately ordered him a dinner and drinks and he reminded me that
his initial impulse was that he would be well cared for with us.  
    He removed his shirt and tie while we waited for the room service and we
saw the black hair emerge from the collar.  Seeing us looking, he unbuttoned
the shirt all the way down.  Norman and I were creaming our jeans at the
sight, but room service arrived.
    We watched him eat and drink and carried on a lively three way
conversation that never mentioned anything to do with sex.  He was on his
dessert when he said, "Why don't you guys go ahead and get ready for bed?
I'll be ready to join you soon.
     We removed our dress clothes and quickly covered our bodies with robes in
the presence of his obvious magnificence.  When he finished eating, he stood
up and stretched and then said, "Guess I'll get undressed now.  You guys wanta
watch, just sit there."
     Slowly he stripped off his clothes until he revealed the finest body
either of us had ever seen.  Dark curly hair spread across a magnificent chest
and trailed down to surround a a large, thick cut penis which hung over
ponderous hairy balls.  When he was naked he walked slowly around the room
picking things up, looking out the window, checking the locks, etc. until
finally he turned and said, "I don't suppose that I could impose on you guys
to help me shower?  I sometimes have difficulty reaching my back."
     The three of us were squeezed into the large shower in no time at all.
Norman and I are in our fifties and experiences like this'll happen rarely.
Eagerly we lathered that amazing body and the two of us felt dwarfed by the
size of him.  We had never encountered such a magnificent specimen in our
lives!
    It was a very long shower, but like all good things it had to end.  David
emptied his bladder and strode into the bedroom where he stood in front of the
window looking out.  Finally he turned and said, "That was nice.  I like to
have people look at me and want to touch me."
   Norman and I had tent poles extending from our robes and we devoured his
magnificent body with our eyes.  Once again he strode around the room letting
us see him from every angle.  Then he flopped down on one of the beds and lay
on his back spread eagled.  He flashed his sparking smile and said, "If you
are going to join me, now is the time.  I do need my rest you know."
    In a second we were on the bed laying on either side of him.  Norman and I
are very oral and I don't just mean that we talk too much.  We gave him a
tongue bath like he had never had before.  As he became aroused we took turn
licking his cock, his balls, his ass.  We fondled his body with our hands and
played with his hard, pointed nipples.  Norman nodded at me and I understood
that since I had found David, I was entitled to the first load.
    I licked the swollen head of that marvelous dick and licked the length of
his hard shaft.  Norman's hands were all over David's body.  Soon I felt the
long shaft down my throat.  There was no pumping.  David could have been
asleep for all the participation he was giving.  Then as I felt him swelling
to an amazing size, I simultaneously felt Norman's familiar lips on my dick
professionally working me to a quick climax.  In this manner, David and I
climaxed together!
    When he had come, David stood up, stretched, pulled back the covers on the
other bed and said, "I've got to get some rest now.  It's been a long day.
You two share that bed and we'll see what we can do in the morning.  I don't
know why I always awaken hard in the morning."
     With that comment he slipped into the bed and seemed almost immediately
to go to sleep.  Norman and I turned off the lights and climbed into bed
together.  We had never been so good together before. lWith the picture of
David still in our minds, we sucked each other for more than another hour
before dropping off to sleep.
     I awakened in the morning to see Norman beside David, his hands all over
David's body, and his mouth on David's genitalia which were even more
impressive in the hard light of morning.  I watched while Norman brought him
to a lusty climax, then David suggested that we order a room service
breakfast. This guy really liked to eat, but so did Norman and I.  We looked
at the heavy beard which had emerged on David's face overnight.  Norm and I
would take a week to grown a beard that heavy.
     We both stroked his body gently until room service appeared.  As we went
to cover his body, he said, "It's okay.  I like to be looked at.  Remember."
We let the room service waiter in and when we saw his eyes go wide and the
tent in his basket grow enormous, Norman and I looked at each other and knew
where we might find meat for our dinner this evening.
     After breakfast, we had a repeat performance of the night before:  The
shower, the joint pleasuring of his breathtaking body, and then we watched him
dress.  "Got to catch a plane.  Thanks for helping me out last night, guys.
Maybe we'll see each other again sometime."
    Then he left and Norm and I wondered if we had dreampt the whole thing.
We checked our wallets and found that some money was gone from each, but no
more than we would gladly have given him.  We shrugged our shoulders, popped
back into bed together, and knew we would have inspiration for a good many
nights together.