Sweethearts or Strangers a West Texas Romance
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It was an hour and a half from where he lived to the nearest adult bookstore, but he went anyway. It's allure, like a magnetic loadstone, drew him there; and though nervous, the excitement over-road his hesitation.
As with most adult bookstores, this one was by no means a fancy and clean establishment, and as he walked inside, he thought about turning around and leaving---but he'd driven all that way, and it seemed a shame to have wasted both the time, and the gasoline, to get there. Plus, it hadn't been easy to find the free time to go there, and he might not have such an occasion again for a while! So he stayed.
At first, he just browsed around the racks of DVD's and magazines, looking furtively around at the one or two other men there. He still felt nervous, and as if he was being watched by unseen eyes (a camera, more than likely), but there was also something exciting, and thrilling, about being there like that; watched, or not. Now that he was there, he thought, why not stay a while? Maybe watch a video in one of those booths in back, and maybe even jack-off while he was at it! Where would the harm in that be? No one would know. Only him; and so he selected a random DVD, paid the fee to watch it, and was directed to the booth number in back where he would watch it. The older woman behind the register gave him a curious smirking sort of smile as she handed him back his change. That made him feel self-conscious, but not enough to leave.
In the booth (which was painted a glossy black), he sat on a cheap plastic chair and watched the video he'd selected. It still felt strange being there, and yet, at the same time, he did feel excited, and perhaps a little less nervous than earlier.
He got his cock out and started stroking it as the video showed a woman hungrily sucking some enormous cock as if it was the last cock she'd ever suck; and he liked that. The video, and it's audio, excited him very much.
As he sat there, stroking his cock, he heard a rapping sound on the plywood divider panel next to him; and as he turned, he noticed, for the first time, that there was a crudely cut hole, and he saw movement through it. Immediately, he watched as a pale cock head poked through, followed by a dangling set of testicles. He heard a man's voice saying something but he couldn't catch what it was.
Turning in his plastic chair, and scooting closer to where the other guys cock stood jutting upwards, he reached out and fondled the guys balls for a few seconds; and then he gave the cock itself some strokes.
On the other side came a moan, and the cock seemed to grow even more erect. This encouraged more stroking's!
He continued to do that for several moments, having forgotten the video he'd been watching earlier; and he felt his fingers getting wet, and the other guys cock head and upper shaft getting slippery with pre-cum; and that excited him all the more---so he kept stroking until the other guy shot his load; which jetted out a considerable distance, and almost landing across his leg! It didn't. But instead, fell down upon the grimy tiled floor between his feet!
"Uuugh, FUCK yes!" He heard the other guy saying, quietly, not too loudly, from the other side of the booth; and that excited him. The fact that he had caused this other to come was exhilarating; and his pulse was beating fast in his chest as he stopped stroking the other guys cock and scooted his chair back to where it had been before.
Without a word, the other guy withdrew his sagging cock back through the hole. Then he heard the door to the booth next to him open and then close. Between the crack of the door to his booth, he saw a glimpse of some other guy walk away. No words were exchanged as is the protocol in such situations)!
Before leaving, he hurriedly jacked off, leaving his own cum unceremoniously splattered across the other guys load; both left where they fell on the dirty tiles. There was something sad about seeing it left like that, but there was nothing to clean it up with, so there it would remain! Still, even that was strangely exciting just the same.
Driving away, he felt a confusing mix of thoughts and feeling about what he had just done---but it was an unmistakable fact that he had ENJOYED his time there---and perhaps, eventually, he'd even go back again. Sometime.
He stopped at a convenience store on the way back home and washed his hands in the Men's Room sink. Then he bought a cup of coffee, and then drove the rest of the way home.
The End
It was an hour and a half from where he lived to the nearest adult bookstore, but he went anyway. It's allure, like a magnetic loadstone, drew him there; and though nervous, the excitement over-road his hesitation.
As with most adult bookstores, this one was by no means a fancy and clean establishment, and as he walked inside, he thought about turning around and leaving---but he'd driven all that way, and it seemed a shame to have wasted both the time, and the gasoline, to get there. Plus, it hadn't been easy to find the free time to go there, and he might not have such an occasion again for a while! So he stayed.
At first, he just browsed around the racks of DVD's and magazines, looking furtively around at the one or two other men there. He still felt nervous, and as if he was being watched by unseen eyes (a camera, more than likely), but there was also something exciting, and thrilling, about being there like that; watched, or not. Now that he was there, he thought, why not stay a while? Maybe watch a video in one of those booths in back, and maybe even jack-off while he was at it! Where would the harm in that be? No one would know. Only him; and so he selected a random DVD, paid the fee to watch it, and was directed to the booth number in back where he would watch it. The older woman behind the register gave him a curious smirking sort of smile as she handed him back his change. That made him feel self-conscious, but not enough to leave.
In the booth (which was painted a glossy black), he sat on a cheap plastic chair and watched the video he'd selected. It still felt strange being there, and yet, at the same time, he did feel excited, and perhaps a little less nervous than earlier.
He got his cock out and started stroking it as the video showed a woman hungrily sucking some enormous cock as if it was the last cock she'd ever suck; and he liked that. The video, and it's audio, excited him very much.
As he sat there, stroking his cock, he heard a rapping sound on the plywood divider panel next to him; and as he turned, he noticed, for the first time, that there was a crudely cut hole, and he saw movement through it. Immediately, he watched as a pale cock head poked through, followed by a dangling set of testicles. He heard a man's voice saying something but he couldn't catch what it was.
Turning in his plastic chair, and scooting closer to where the other guys cock stood jutting upwards, he reached out and fondled the guys balls for a few seconds; and then he gave the cock itself some strokes.
On the other side came a moan, and the cock seemed to grow even more erect. This encouraged more stroking's!
He continued to do that for several moments, having forgotten the video he'd been watching earlier; and he felt his fingers getting wet, and the other guys cock head and upper shaft getting slippery with pre-cum; and that excited him all the more---so he kept stroking until the other guy shot his load; which jetted out a considerable distance, and almost landing across his leg! It didn't. But instead, fell down upon the grimy tiled floor between his feet!
"Uuugh, FUCK yes!" He heard the other guy saying, quietly, not too loudly, from the other side of the booth; and that excited him. The fact that he had caused this other to come was exhilarating; and his pulse was beating fast in his chest as he stopped stroking the other guys cock and scooted his chair back to where it had been before.
Without a word, the other guy withdrew his sagging cock back through the hole. Then he heard the door to the booth next to him open and then close. Between the crack of the door to his booth, he saw a glimpse of some other guy walk away. No words were exchanged as is the protocol in such situations)!
Before leaving, he hurriedly jacked off, leaving his own cum unceremoniously splattered across the other guys load; both left where they fell on the dirty tiles. There was something sad about seeing it left like that, but there was nothing to clean it up with, so there it would remain! Still, even that was strangely exciting just the same.
Driving away, he felt a confusing mix of thoughts and feeling about what he had just done---but it was an unmistakable fact that he had ENJOYED his time there---and perhaps, eventually, he'd even go back again. Sometime.
He stopped at a convenience store on the way back home and washed his hands in the Men's Room sink. Then he bought a cup of coffee, and then drove the rest of the way home.
The End
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