Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2001 18:32:53
From: Stiffy Jones
Subject: The Burbank
The usual disclaimers apply: If you are offended by anything herein,
you shouldn't be reading this!
My late teen & College Life
One of my fondest late teen memories is of a
nasty, low-down theatre named The Burbank that showed non-stop pussy
porn for a $5.00 admission fee. Located near a freeway off-ramp, it was
a haven for a lad such as myself. Although the porn was straight, the
clientele was very open minded and provided one knew the drill, it was
a cocksucker's paradise. The center section of this massive, decaying
hulk of a theatre was outfitted with conventional theatre seats but the
side sections were outfitted with couches, four to a row. No doubt a
relic of the swinging 60's, these couches were where one went for
action, the seats being left to the conventional coat-in-the- lap kind
of guy. If a guy entered and walked to the front rows of couches and
then disappeared, it meant that he was lying down on a couch waiting to
get sucked. The dedicated dick lickers would loiter near the doors and
when they spotted someone headed toward the suck off section, they
would wait a moment and then swoop down to claim their prize. This
palace of sex was most active in the early afternoon. You would
frequently see nothing but station wagons and trucks parked outside,
testament to the average clientele: Blue collar workers and low-end
White Collar guys, most of whom, one could tell, were straight and in
need of a little release.
One afternoon, I saw this short, slight man
in coveralls enter the theatre ahead of me. By the time that I had
purchased my ticket and entered, I just caught sight of him entering
the men's room. I paused for a smoke in the lobby and then headed for
the toilets, pushing open the door to see the man in the coveralls at
one of the urinals. He was facing away from the door and feeding his
cock into the mouth of a large, gray haired black man who was
shamelessly pants-less and beating a huge cock of his own. The man in
the coveralls was probably 55, greasy haired and wearing real thick
glasses - he looked a lot like your average janitor/ maintenance man.
His cocksucker was either unaware of my presence or didn't care, so I
walked around to get a look of what he was slurping on so
enthusiastically. The man in the coveralls caught sight of me and
pulled back to reveal, momentarily, one of the most beautiful cocks I
have seen to this day. Long, fat, uncut, perfectly shaped.... The last
dick you'd expect to find on such a runty little guy. The black mouth
quickly engulfed it again and began to deep throat like crazy. Just
then someone walked in, a business type in a suit. The man in the
coveralls put his beauty away and went out. The businessman quickly
unzipped, pulled his pink, cut meat out of his fly and plugged it into
the cocksucker's waiting mouth. I left and went into the theatre.
I made my way down front and sat in one of the couch rows. As my eyes
adjusted, I saw that sitting to my left was a handsome Mexican Cholo
type. I moved over next to him and he grabbed my hand and put it on his
dick. It was average sized, uncut and silky smooth, like so many
Mexican cocks are. I started to jack him off but he stopped me and
indicated that he wanted me to pull on his pubes. I did so and the
harder I pulled, the hotter he got. In no time he shot a gallon all
over my hand and the back of the couch in front of us. He said, "
Thanks, man " and left. I looked around and saw that the place was
crowded and active. A big, burly business type sat down in front of me
and quickly dropped his pants. I learned over the back of the couch and
watched him stroke his short, plump cock. An older man, whom I had
seen before and knew to be a ravenous cocksucker swooped in and was on
the suit's cock before I could think of moving into the next row
myself. A little irritated at having a nice one stolen from me, I
walked up the isle again and as I did I saw the man in the coveralls
sitting some rows back from where I'd been. I moved into his row and
saw that between his legs was a short blond guy of about 25 who was
wearing painter's clothes. He was going to town on that beautiful cock
and I dropped down on my knees to join him. He accepted my presence and
we shared that beautiful cock for about a half an hour We worshipped
that perfect specimen from the tip to the fat balls below it and al too
soon, it exploded all over our faces. The man in the coveralls patted
us both on the head, and told us that he appreciated the attention. He
put himself together and left. The blond guy put my hand on his nice,
fat, wide headed cock, also uncut, and so I worked on him for a few
minutes until he made it.
I was a little cramped from being hunched
down and I had to piss, so I headed for the restroom again. The same
older black man was still holding court and there were two guys
waiting their turn. Standing by, watching the action was a chubby guy
in his late teens that kept kneeling down and trying to get the
cocksucker's big, black scholng in his mouth. Finally the black guy
finished off the one he was working on and as the two who were waiting
in line were playing with each other, he let the chubby guy have his
cock. The chubby guy got down and went to town on it, sucking and
snorting. The other two were egging him on and that only made him
hotter. The black guy started to moan and buckle at the knees and then
pulled out of that hot mouth and shot a huge wad all over the chubby
guy's face. The chubby guy saw me jacking off so he came over and went
down on me. He had an amazing tongue and as he sucked, the black guy
shoved a thick finger up my ass and talked dirty to me. The two who
were playing with each other were ready to make it, so they came over
and shot their loads all over the chubby guy. What with the hot mouth,
the finger up my ass and the visuals... it was all too much - I dropped
a king size load, thanked every one and left. That was only one day
that I remember and a fairly typical one at that - yes, such times
those were....