Eight beers in at six forty-five and an empty lobby, Calvin broke out the tequila. He stepped out front with me for a smoke and we did a shot together. The buzz was strong, and my inhibitions were fading.
I stared at the theater. “Damn, I love watching a woman take it in the ass,” I said, exhaling heavily.
“That’s a really good movie,” said Calvin, grinning.
“Shit man, don’t tempt me. I need to focus,” I pleaded.
“Sorry brother, but my fiancé won’t take it in the ass, and I gotta confess, I’ve seen every anal movie they’ve played this year.”
“Shit man, that place looks like a big spunk pit,” I said, as the thought of blowing my load while watching a horny nurse take it in the ass sounded really good.
My cock was stirring as he poured another shot.
“I didn’t think they even had any of these old theaters left. Everything is video arcades now with the private booths,” I said, as I tried to talk myself out of it.
“It’s usually pretty dead, and they do mop the entire theater between showings. But, yes, it is a spunk pit, and I contributed at the eleven-thirty last night. They clean the seats between shows too, by the way. I highly recommend the movie,” he said, with a devious smirk.
“This neighborhood…” I said, staring, already resolving to go.
“Gang bangers don’t hang out in ‘spunk pits’, you know?”
Sounded right to me. Another shot, and a piss, and I was wandering my way across the street. In hindsight, it was a mix of alcohol and nerves that drove me there. The thought of pounding a tight ass had my adrenaline flowing, and the need to take the edge off on the eve of such an important meeting led me to a decision that changed my life.
I paid my ten bucks and entered the theatre at seven-thirty-one, thinking there was plenty of time to let off some steam and still get back in time for a full night’s sleep.
Calvin was right: there was only one other guy in the theater, sitting in the second row on the left side. The floors weren’t sticky, and the seats were clean.
I took a seat about two-thirds of the way back on the right. There were several previews of “Cumming Attractions” including “Sorority Sisters 3: Lez Fest.”
Next to anal, lesbians were my second favorite. I thought, ‘if I’m back when that’s on, I might make it to another showing.’ I looked around several times and decided that my seat location was good. There was no easy line of sight to my seat from the projector room and I was close enough to the door to hear if anyone entered.
My friend in the front had a buzz cut, but other than that, I could not tell much. The opening scene featured Dr. Everhard prepping the exam room with Nurse Candy Wreckum.
She was a curvy, globe assed brunette with beautiful tits that I just wanted to shove my face into. Soon, Dr. Everhard was probing Nurse Wreckum’s rectum with his lubed-up boner and my friend in front wasted no time spanking his hard-on.
After about 30 seconds of contemplating, I looked back to see no one, and joined my spank buddy. I pulled out my already hard cock. Even though I could not match Dr. Everhard’s porn cock, at eight inches from bush to tip, I was no slouch. I released my boner from my pants and began to stroke as Nurse Wreckum rocked her ass onto the doctor’s cock. She screamed in bliss as her asshole took his length and her round buns rolled inward clinging to his cock as he pushed in deeper.
I decided that after a quick come, I could be in and out. Or, if I chose to stay, it would allow me time to recover and go again before the movie ended. At that moment, I thought three times was definitely possible. It had been a while since I had watched porn and with the pressures of work, Lexie and I had been in a dry spell.
The image of a full ass clinging to a cock got me excited more than anything. I glanced back and the coast was clear as I began to stroke slowly. After a couple minutes, I was getting close, as was Nurse Wreckum as she rubbed her clit furiously.
“Oh damn, I love that ass,” I groaned. “Take it all, you little bitch.”
Suddenly, two bodies plopped into the seats on either side of me, as if they had just fallen from the sky. I jumped and shoved my boner back into my pants when a hand gripped my wrist.
“Don’t mind us white boy, we’ll be joining you soon,” said a young Black guy.
I looked at him in complete panic as he firmly held my wrist.
“Yeah, relax bruh, keep doin’ your thang,” said the other guy.
I looked his way. He was also young and built with short, well-groomed hair. He was lighting a joint.
My heart was pounding as I looked back at the guy who had my wrist. He was smiling, and when I pulled my hand to get away from his grip, he held it for a second, then glanced down before looking at me again.
“Sorry bruh. Don’t stop for us, It’s cool.” He released my wrist, as I heard the other guy take a hit from the joint.
I was terrified and trying to think of my escape when the guy with the joint tapped me on the shoulder and offered it to me.
“No thanks man…”
“Come on white boy, be cool. Don’t be rude, bruh.” He pushed it closer to my face.
Maybe the tequila clouded my judgment, but I thought If I didn’t act ‘cool’ it would be worse. They didn’t look like gangbangers, but what the fuck did I know. I did know enough to understand, them telling me to be ‘cool’ was a sarcastic jab at my Iowa-white-boy look. I took the joint and a hit, hoping it would help calm me and give me a minute to think.
I went to hand it back and he nodded toward his friend. I passed it to him, and after a quick toke, it was back to me.
“What’s your name bruh?”
I hit and responded. “Ken, Ken Pritchard. And you?”
“I’m Malik and that’s Marcus.”
“Good to meet you,” I said, and passed the joint to Marcus.
Two rounds later, I couldn’t feel my face. I knew this couldn’t be good, but the booze and pot, made me think this could be okay, If I just acted like this was no big deal.
“Damn, that’s some potent shit,” I said, gazing at the giant ass on the big screen being hammered by Dr. Hard-on or whatever his name was.
“You ever suck Black dick?” asked Malik, as he passed the joint back.
I took a hit as his words hit me. I was in such a fog, and he asked so nonchalantly, I wasn’t really offended by it and just answered.
“No man, I’m not gay. You?” I looked at him, as I handed it to Marcus.
“No man… But it seems like you white dudes crave Black dick. No harm in askin’,” he said and turned back to the screen. “Damn, I could tear up that bitch’s ass.”
I turned back to the screen to see Nurse Tight Ass rubbing her clit as, Dr. Boner pounded her asshole. My cock was pushing my underwear out of my zipper as Marcus gave me the last bit of the joint.
“Kill it, bruh,” he said, reaching for his crotch.
I stared back at the screen and watched that beautifully, plump ass get pounded as I hogged the last of the joint.
I had smoked pot several times, but fuck, it was strong. Mixed with booze and porn, everything was intensified. I glanced at my new friends, and they were both stroking their hard-ons, as if we were lifelong pals having a group jerk to some smut.