It had been three years since I went in the local adult shop to watch movies(over 100 channels). It was spur of the moment. In the morning.
I go in back where the booth/rooms are. A one person both gives you 4 minutes for $1.00. The larger rooms can fit two plastic lawn chairs, and maybe 2,3 or 4 people, and you get 16 minutes for $5.00.
It seems empty as I'm looking at the line up of channels on the wall, and what they show. I can hear one video being watched somewhere back there. I go check it out, and there's a larger room with the door open maybe six inches. I peek in and there's a younger(maybe 25-30) guy sprawled out on the two chairs naked and slowly stroking.
I pop in and ask if he wants any company. He says "Sure, come on in." So I'm standing there with gay porn showing, and I pull out my half hard cock and start playing with it. He pushes my hand away and starts stroking my dick! Here I am with this guy who has a dick in each hand jacking them both off.
After a couple minutes he starts to cum and is spurting onto his belly. This is too much for me and after a few more strokes I start cumming too. After he stops I say thanks as he is licking some of my cum off of his fingers.
This is a true story. I just wish I would've been thinking clearly and got his phone number. I'd really like to see him again. Damn it!
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Ahhh, that is sooo fucking hot. I haven't been in a booth for nearly 20 years. We don't have them where I live.
Ez way to jack with buds. Never had a prob not finding any 1 to jack with once u walk into a booth theres always been other guys there
Always up and ready to cam with buds
FleshlightPro said:
Ez way to jack with buds. Never had a prob not finding any 1 to jack with once u walk into a booth theres always been other guys there
Ez way to jack with buds. Never had a prob not finding any 1 to jack with once u walk into a booth theres always been other guys there
What happens if you walk in and one of the guys is your kid's baseball coach or your brother-in-law or your boss or your preacher. I'd hate it if that happened.
RobBanks said:
What happens if you walk in and one of the guys is your kid's baseball coach or your brother-in-law or your boss or your preacher. I'd hate it if that happened.
What happens if you walk in and one of the guys is your kid's baseball coach or your brother-in-law or your boss or your preacher. I'd hate it if that happened.
That can be a lil awkward, but probably there for the same reasons you are, so be an honorable man. I once encountered somebody, I was pretty sure that I knew kinda like in that way. I was even more sure, when he pulled his hat lower, and avoided me after that. For me, it is like what happens there, stays there. You just don't talk about it, ever.
I've never worried about seeing someone I know in an ABS. I figure that they got nothing on me, and perhaps it could lead to better things in the future. But, I've never had it happen to me. I do get concerned if someone sees me entering or leaving an ABS.
If or when u c some1 u know. It like we are there for porn and to jack and every1 knows that
Always up and ready to cam with buds
Back in the 90's I went to a video store to get an XXX movie for my wife and I to watch. This was back in the days when many video stores had an "adult" section behind a curtain. I went into that area and picked out a movie and when I went back into the main part of the store, my hot neighbor lady saw me and we exchanged awkward greetings. I still smile when I think about that incident.
Life is just like a penis: simple, relaxed and hanging freely. It's the women that make it hard.
Back about 2005 or 2006, I was in the same shop watching a movie by myself and jacking. By this time I knew to leave the door unlocked. This guy popped in and says "Oh man, I want to taste your load." I thought he looked familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it... He proceeded to suck me to completion. And swallowed.
The next day at work I realized where I recognized him from. He worked in another department. He had the same two big gold rings(one on each hand) that I saw when he was going down on me. We never spoke of it. We did give each other sly glances though, LOL!
The next day at work I realized where I recognized him from. He worked in another department. He had the same two big gold rings(one on each hand) that I saw when he was going down on me. We never spoke of it. We did give each other sly glances though, LOL!
Adult shops with arcades are rapidly becoming extinct, but they were an integral part of my masturbation, and later other male activities, for years.
I was 17, high school, and entered my first one, shaking from fear of discovery. I had a hairy chest, so looked older. I glanced at the cellophane-covered magazines, then gravitated to the back. A guy in his twenties motioned me into his booth, and the rest is history.
They had a distinct smell, sticky floors, darkness, but radiated masculinity and illicit sex.
I was 17, high school, and entered my first one, shaking from fear of discovery. I had a hairy chest, so looked older. I glanced at the cellophane-covered magazines, then gravitated to the back. A guy in his twenties motioned me into his booth, and the rest is history.
They had a distinct smell, sticky floors, darkness, but radiated masculinity and illicit sex.
I need to make a run to the ABS with glory hole booths today... this thread has me salivating
Adult Book Shops and video booths makes me super horny. Watching other guys stroke, me stroking, getting and giving a helping hand, and getting and receiving a blowjob through a glory hole, and much more. What not to love? However, I would be super scared of catching something there.
Have both seen people I know at an abs , and had people tell someone else they saw my car at the porn store!.
Would like to take my wife to one of these places. Mostly for shopping for new sex toys and just to see her reaction when she realizes guys are there whacking off.
Perv addicted to edging my leaking cock into a goon while drooling over porn.
Visited ABS a couple of weeks ago. I like to play out of town to avoid the "don't I know you" awkward moments. Unfortunately, place I visited was kinda dead. Only one guy looked in on me, but didn't stick around. Comes and goes.
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