bijou

[zephyr808]

OK, this is my first attempt at this, not sure how it's going to evolve as I write it. Comments and feedback are welcome.

This really happened, by the way, and for those who have never been to this place, allow me to describe the Bijou Theater in Chicago. Or, at least, how it was in the 1990s, I think the first time I was there was about 1992 when I was in my early 20s, and the last time was 1998/1999. (By the way, anybody else who has been there, please feel free to let me know about it now since I believe it is still open). When you walk in there are movies and such for rent out in the lobby, then you pay however much to get in and they buzz you through to the main theater. Pretty big screen and maybe 100 seats, playing a gay porno movie, and some guys are usually sitting out there. Behind the screen on the first floor are the bathrooms, then there is this spiral staircase ascending up to the 2nd floor. Here there are all kinds of pathways, like a maze kind of, with booths of various sizes and partitions. I remember a plexiglass set of booths with glory holes, so you could see who was on the other side. And some chain link fence ones, or some that connect at 3 places, stuff like that. Lots of guys milling about as well, and a smaller theater at the end with saloon-style doors that only go up to about chest high and gloryholes there too.

So anyway, I had driven a few hours and found the place, I think I had read about it in a gay magazine, and parked a few blocks away. I had brought a fat joint with me and waited until I got there, so I hit on that before I went inside and was a very high and nervous guy as I entered. I paid, got buzzed back, and quickly discovered the upstairs, so I had walked around up there for a while amongst at least 50 other guys. I do remember stepping inside a booth with a few guys but very little happened, maybe feeling another guy's cock for a minute or so and then going our own way. A couple of guys seemed like they were following me around (note to present self: they were) but I was as much watching everyone and everything around me as I was really cruising or anything. It was like this adrenaline rush feeling almost the whole time I was there, jittery and high at the same time.

I walked around a corner and a door opened almost right into me, it was a guy a few years older than me, maybe 30 or so. He had on grey sweatpants and a t shirt, short black hair, kind of ethnic-looking but I couldn't really tell, and not that it really mattered. He had a nice sized bulge in the sweats, I remember that part pretty well. He looked at my face, scanned down my body and back up, which must have given me another opportunity to look at his bulge, and I said 'hi' before he made it back to my face. He kind of grinned, it looked like a friendly smirk, and said 'hey, can I ask you something?' I nodded and he said, kind of leaning in towards me but not really quietly, 'do you like big dicks?' I paused for a second, thinking what a great pickup line that was, and said 'yeah, do you?' He chuckled and said 'yes, why don't you come in here with me for a while?' and opened the door to the booth he had just been in. Then it was kind of weird, he said we should go to a different booth, and so I followed him around the corner and he finally picked one and we went inside. I know now that was because of the adjoining booths, but I'm jumping ahead...

The booth he picked was kind of big and bordered by at least three others, and there were a couple of gloryholes in between at least one of them. He started acting kind of tough, macho-like but not in a scary way, kind of a shit-eating grin. He said to me 'yeah you said you like big dicks so get down and suck on this' and he lowered the waistband of his sweats, and out popped his cock since he didn't have any underwear on. It was a pretty big cock, about half hard and more on the thinnish side, and he was wearing a metal cockring (as was I). About then I became aware that we were being watched, and I hesitated, looking to the various walls and such, but he reassured me and said this was going to be so hot. He put his hand on the back of my head and kissed me for a few seconds, then pushed down so I went down to my knees and started licking it along the base. He was kind of oohing and yeahhing, but even after I took it in my mouth and started swallowing it, he never really did get more than about 3/5 hard while I was blowing him. I was into it, I love giving head, and he kind of hunched it into my mouth for a while, but he just seemed kind of detached, like he was going through the motions a bit, and after a few minutes he pulled out and acted like he was going to leave. I had been groping myself but hadn't taken my cock out yet, and when we looked at each other he said, 'let me see yours'.

So I stood up, unzipped my shorts and fished my cock out. He complimented me, saying something like 'damn you're as big as I am, why didn't you tell me?' and I said that I had, I asked him if he liked big dicks too. He went 'huh?', and was confused for a minute while he was stroking me. I look back now and can guess that he might have been speeding that night, but at the time I was pretty naive and just remember a little confusion at that time. By now I had figured out that there was an audience behind some of the peep holes, so when he walked me over near the one gloryhole I wasn't unaware. He got down on his knees and started talking to the guy on the other side and asked him if he wanted it. Then he pulled my shorts down the rest of the way and pushed my butt so that my cock went to the other side. That was my first experience at a glory hole and it felt amazing, someone swallowed about half my cock right off the bat and started bobbing his head up and down. My dude kept kind of pulling me back, so he could see, but if anything I was hunching as much as I could get through that hole. It was almost surreal, because I was hearing conversations at the same time, 'check that out' and 'hey, let me look now' kind of stuff. A few times people were trying to get in the booth, which was locked, and I think a couple of guys knocked. All while receiving a blow job through the hole and sweats guy down on his knees next to me.

After just a couple of minutes sweats guy pulled me back by my hips and said, 'ok I want some of this now', which kind of surprised me since he had been acting all butch earlier. He took the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it a few times, bobbed down partway once or twice, and then this guy fucking swallowed it to the root. I'm not trying to brag, you can check out my pics if you want, but usually the guys who go all the way down on me work their way up to it, so to speak. I was not expecting what was happening and almost got detached from myself for a little bit, he started humming while moving his head back and forth. It felt incredible, we were being watched, there was commotion around us, and I was getting light headed. After a couple of minutes he started grunting, and it wasn't until then that I even thought to look down at his dick, which was totally hard at that point, probably 9 inches long and he was stroking himself really fast. Without coming up for air he shot his load onto my leg and shorts, which were pulled all the way down to my ankles, and started gasping around my cock, if that makes any sense. He pulled off of me, I had been getting close, and then he just started talking real fast, pulled up his sweats and left. WTF?

That kind of stunned me, I was just standing there in a booth with the door wide open, pants around my ankles and a wet 8" boner sticking out. Within like, literally, seconds, another guy came in and locked the door, and he went down on me almost immediately. I was still standing next to the glory hole and somebody stuck their dick through, it was black but not massively huge and I stroked it while the new guy was sucking me. I honestly don't remember much of anything about this 2nd guy, just that he got my load pretty quick and drank every drop. I thanked him, started to talk to him a bit but he left right afterwards, and never even pulled his cock out. I actually stayed for maybe an hour after that, just walking around and looking at all the guys, before I left and crashed in the car for a while. When I woke up, I found the freeway and drove home. It was a memorable evening, that's for sure. If anybody liked this, I can tell about the last time I was there, and I would LOVE to read a story by somebody who has been there as well. Cheers

 

[zephyr808]

Well the above was never really a fictitious story to begin with, I've debated whether or not to try and write one of those someday. And this forum would seem like the perfect place to do so. I mentioned another trip to the Bijou, which took place in the late 90s, and thought I'd share my recollections of that experience as well. Then, if I feel like launching into something else one day, it will be in a separate thread.

I remember it was July, and I went to a day Cubs game at Wrigley Field and it was ridiculously hot. The Cubs won. I hung around Chicago for a day and went to the Bijou on a Saturday night, so it was kind of busy. I remember seeing this guy as I was walking in, who was very hot, maybe 5'9, short dark hair and only wearing a wife beater t shirt and jogging shorts. We eyed each other as we both walked in, and not long after I went upstairs I saw him duck into a booth kind of near the staircase. I went in to an adjoining one and realized that it was a multiple booth configuration, either 3 or 4, I can't remember. Anyway, he was standing in his booth and we were separated by chain link fence, which I thought was pretty cool. He rubbed himself and wanted to see my dick, so I unzipped my shorts and stroked it. He pulled his out and it was nice too, at least 7 inches and pretty thick. We traded off sticking our cocks through the fence and stroking each other, I think he may have sucked me for a short while, but what became really distracting was the constant parade of guys. I had locked my booth but the latch came unlocked while I was stroking him, and I remember wondering whether it would be rude to push the guy out (not sure why I remember that, lol, I wonder if there is a Miss Manners of Gloryhole Etiquette). His door was unlocked and like 5 or 6 different guys popped their heads in there, with I think one coming into his booth for a bit. And it was the same story with the adjoining stall also. It was actually kind of annoying after only a few minutes, so when he suggested I follow him I agreed.

I mentioned the upstairs theater in the previous post, but if you haven't been there I will attempt a description. The hallway kind of dead ends, and off to the left is a medium sized room with a porno playing on the big screen. There is a kind of empty space near the screen, and then there are about 5 saloon door things on each side. This is hard to explain, each "booth" or whatever only comes about chest high, so you can tell when a guy (or more than one) is standing inside. They are arranged one right behind the next, and each has a gloryhole in front and back. Then in the very back of the room is a caged area that you can only get into on the right, and maybe a sling back there. This was over 10 years ago, and it very well could have changed since then. Anyway, jogging shorts dude, and I should point out that he not only was showing a great box in those shorts, but also had a sexy butt, walked back to the upstairs theater. We went into a booth together on the left side, and I immediately wanted to suck him. So I got down on my knees and gave him a fantastic, if somewhat abbreviated, blow job, and I could hear lots of the guys walking around. A few leaned over to see what I was doing. Then we switched places, and I got a chance to look around the room while he sucked me. I remember he stopped about halfway down and focused his attention of the head and top part of my dick, but it felt very good. This other guy, about 6'0 or so like me, light brown hair and interesting looking, not really hot but not unattractive either, walked up to me and kissed me from outside the stall, also reaching in and sliding his hand down my stomach until he wrapped it around the base of my cock while jogging shorts guy was down there sucking me and stroking himself.

The new guy walked into the booth in front of ours and soon pushed his boner through the hole. He kissed me again while J.S. alternated between our cocks. I remember him gagging on our new friend's cock, and I pulled back so I could see it. It was a great cock, very long but also thin and he was rock hard. J.S. wanted to stand up, and I wanted to suck some, so I got down and started sucking the dick through the hole. I could take more of it, and he started moaning as he jammed it through at me. I asked him to slow down and he did, then I too alternated between two very big and hot cocks. By the time I stood back up there were maybe 10 guys who were kind of standing near us in a sort of semi circle, most if not all stroking themselves or paired up. The guy in front of us got down and sucked us through the hole for about a minute each, then suggested we could go to his place if somebody had a car. I wound up driving the three of us to his house, and they fucked on the bed while I was smoking a cigarette outside, actually I'm not sure how that happened except I think I was scared and not as hard as the guy whose house we were at. I also remember leaving an earring in his bedroom, it was my favorite one and I never talked to him again so I kind of miss it.

When they were done I took J.S. back to his place, and I'm not sure how much I should say about any substances that were partaken of that evening, because it was getting kind of late by then. We were both feeling really good, and by this time we just got naked and made out with each other for a long time, maybe an hour or so I think, before we got down to really sucking, then fucking. He was sexy, he had a muscular build but not like the kind of guy who goes to the gym every day. I'm in OK shape, not toned really but I think it's hot when a guy is just kind of naturally built well and his body is defined. I remember being really turned on by the fact that he had a video of himself getting fucked by a guy, even though it was dark and not really in focus (imagine a world before skype and cam4, it really did exist and guys paid an obscene amount of money for VHS tapes). We both got off a couple of times and I left at like 10 primarily so I could go check out of my hotel room. Then I came back to his place, but the vibe was very different in the daytime, there were neighbors around and such and we just sort of hung out for a while. When I left his place I just made my way to 80 west and headed back through Iowa and Nebraska until I made it home, stopping and napping in various rest areas along the way. It was pretty hot, I still remember most of that trip. And I haven't been back since, so I wonder about if it has changed much or what goes on there these days.

For me, writing about something that actually happened is different from the fictional accounts that can be very hot, because so much of the latter is like an intentional exaggeration. If I were to have written a story based on what had happened, instead of relating the actual events, there would have been more details about either the sex acts and/or the buildup to the sex. And it wouldn't have had so many little off-shoots that had nothing to do with the story, that part of these accounts is just more who I am when I write non-fiction. Hope you liked it, folks.