First time, long time here.
To contextualize things a little, I'm a pansexual cis male. Mostly straight leaning/preference but occasionally get the hunger for cock or will settle for "any port in a storm" to unload. I'm also hypersexual. When younger, had urges to masturbate dozens of times a day, and today have settled into the urge to have sex (ideally with a stranger) a few times a week. This is a dynamic I've been settled into since my teens, and I'm currently in my late 30s. Not that it's pertinent to this story, but I'm clean and practice "safer" sex.
Was recently on a short roadtrip for work a few hours from home. As is my preference, I was hoping to have a hookup with a new girl in a new town. Perhaps hitting up a swinger meet-up site, if that didn't work, maybe one at the bar and if that didn't work, perhaps pickup a working girl. Long story relatively short, none of those plans panned out. Did meet a girl but had a very lacklaster, half-hearted encounter where I aborted our date rather than finish it off because she was so miserable.
Still had a full sack and few hours left on the blue pill I took, so I was intent on finding fun somewhere. On a regular day, next turn would probably be Grindr, A4A or Sniffies. My patience was already running thin and the day was getting long, so I really couldn't be bothered with the "getting to know you" stuff or having someone flake on me.
Decided to find the closest adult store with an arcade within driving distance, and stake out. Found a place, nothing fancy but a nice 'down home' little shop, most importantly, stocked with horny men.
Went inside, brokered my deal to get in back and got down to getting acquainted with the locals. A lot of guys are bothered by the average age in these places (typically old) but I've seen every different shape, size and age of guy at the arcade, and had my share of fun with each. This particular arcade was a little run down, circa 1990, wood paneling, single person booth with viewing windows, with a pair of slightly larger "private" booths for couples.
As is typically the case, I was the youngest guy there by about 20 years haha. Nonetheless, I took a stroll around the arcade and peeked from booth to booth for any action or interested parties. I saw an "occupied" sign with loud video playing with a girl moaning (these are my favorite because you're typically finding a straight guy looking to get a nut on his lunch break). I peeked into the adjacent booth window to see what was going on, and spotted the outline with pants halfway down and a nice average size white cock half-hard, jacking off. The viewing windows don't allow for contact, so I pulled down my pants just enough to expose my jockey shorts and my semi-hard cock to let my neighbor know I was interested. Was only a second later I saw the figure stand up and approach the door, signaling me over.
It's hard to see details in the dark hallways of the arcade but I could make out he was a bit older than me, maybe 60-something about 5'6" with thinning brown hair. He guided me to the buddy booths, where he deposited some singles and as the screen sprung to life, it illuminated the room and both of us fully. He was an average looking older man, with very warm eyes and very enthusiastic smile. I typically lean all top or all bottom in an encounter and was looking to give more than receive, so I dropped to my knees and began servicing my new friend. I've got a nasty gag reflex and a not so big mouth, so I do my best with my hands and tongue, which seems to get most the work done. He moaned and groaned and massaged my shoulders and head very intimately. He asked to see more of my body, so I took a break and stood up to partially undress.
I rolled up my shirt and held it under my chin, exposing my mostly hairless, modestly muscular chest. He seemed to really enjoy feeling my bare chest, and started tweaking and sucking my nipples. The whole situation had me greatly aroused, so I pulled my now fully erect cock and began sword fighting with my new friend.
I try not to make a big deal about my cock these days because, well, I believe in being modest and genuinely don't think it's "all that" but also, I like to 50/50 top/bottom in my encounters. That being said, it's all/most of 8 inches, uncircumcised and circumference is comparable to the length, making it pretty thick also. If I lead with that being what I've got in my pants, 9 times out of 10 the encounter turns into me being all top. So I tend to keep that stashed away.
Well, my new play friend spotted my now fully engourged hardon and his eyes got wide. "Ooh, your cock is so big". I snickered and said thanks, and continued to rub the two of us together. He decided he wanted to get a closer look and take it for a test drive, so he bent over 90 degrees and began to give me a very slow, intimate blowjob with lots of spit and careful massaging up and down my shaft. Ideally, I didn't want to take all the spotlight so after a minute or two of him blowing me, I dropped to my knees and returned to servicing him. I could taste salty precum and he was very hard but as is the case with a lot of older guys I encounter, I got the impression he wasn't going to climax.
After a minute or two of servicing him, he began to pull up his pants and said he had to go. We exchanged some niceties, he asked if I was local or would be back, and he complimented me more on my body, on our encounter, etc and I responded in kind. As he exited the booth, I heard him making small talk with someone in the lobby and telling them "you gotta go see it".
It was at that point I felt kind of like the new exhibit at the zoo. Just imagining these same handful of older guys visiting every few days, maybe watching eachother jack off or standing around in the lobby hoping something new and exciting might pass through. Well today, I was the "something new and exciting".
Feeling turned on and a little bit of pressure with my newly assumed role, I decided to lean into it and put on a show for the audience. The screen still active, I cracked the door open, and began jacking off as I listened to the feet shuffling in the lobby.
The one thing that would've surprised me most is what happened next, which was when I saw a figure appear in the doorway that was familiar. The store manager.
Now, I'm pretty experienced in arcade etiquette after doing this for some years. TYPICALLY the ownership/management are 'wink wink' about what goes on in the arcade. Some management and clerks can be especially rude if the arcade is getting too rowdy or if they don't think the patrons are dropping tokens. The last thing you want is for the clerk to come back snooping on what's going on in back, as it never ends well.
Very nervous about my new visitor, I played stupid for a minute and continued to slow stroke with my eyes on the TV screen. At that point, I was willing to accept a warning was coming my way but not much else. Rather than the sound of his voice, the next thing I heard was the door creaking open as he entered. It was still somewhat surreal but yes, it was now confirmed that's who was in the booth with me. Still somewhat holding my breath regarding his intention, I was relieved and exponentially MORE arouse when he reached down and started tugging on my shaft and whispered "very nice" into my ear.
Still hoping to mostly do the servicing, I made my appeal by reaching to his crotch and giving it a rub. The manager was also an older gentleman, this time shaved head with glasses, fairly athletic build and about 6ft tall (which made him a good bit taller than me). He was wearing an Under Armor type shirt, and a pair of basketball shorts. The thin material of his shorts made it very easy to feel his large bulge, which he very quickly exposed for closer examination. His cock was a nice pale shade of white, about 90% erect about 7in with a pretty nice mushroomy type head but the real superstar was his sack. His balls were legitimately, cumulatively about the size of a grapefruit. "I like those played with". Well, no problem here chief. I dropped to my knees and began ferociously sucking his healthy cock and palming his massive nuts, occasionally taking a break to wrap my lips around each ball and popping them in and out my mouth.
Man, I can't tell you how much I wanted to see what came out of those things. Unfortunately, bad news, he leaned over and whispered he heard someone come in and he had to retreat back to the counter. Before he left, he popped a few more tokens into the screen and gave me an endorsement to chill there as long as I want.
A few seconds after he went back out the curtain, I could hear fresh footsteps walking their way down the hallway. Looks like the manager told our new visitor to come see the touring show.
Next visitor, similar to the last... I slow stroked my cock (now dripping with precum from my increasingly hot encounters) now with the door open completely. The next visitor was again taller, this time maybe 6'2", big frame of a farmer, again 60s, with a big grey mustache and glasses, a tattered baseball cap and dirt covered boots/pants.
He entered the door and closed/locked it behind him, making it clear he was happy with what he saw. I'm now crazy cum hungry and as such, I immediately drop to my knees to service my most recent visitor. He drops his pants, he's very fuzzy underneath, not quite as hung as the last guy but still a nice healthy, HARD 6in cock with a mild upward curve. I did my usual knob sucking, some bobbing and jacking. At one point I grabbed his exposed ass on both sides and the second I grip his cheeks, he begins HARD thrusting into my mouth. As I said, I have a bad gag reflex so unfortunately I couldn't give him the deepthroat he clearly wanted but fortunately his length was such that I could take most of his cock without triggering my stomach. After a few thrusts, he bent over and told me he wanted to give mine a try.
A people pleaser as I am, I hopped to my feet and offered him my cock. It became clear why he tried to fuck my mouth, because *he* deepthroated my cock to the hilt, all 8inches (maybe more on this occasion, I was so turned on) without slowing down. His throat was like a bottomless pit. He forced his head down on my cock with rapid bobs, then eventually grabbed my bare ass full and started forcing me into his mouth aggressively. He stared fumbling between my legs with his hand, first to my nuts (which were tight), then to my taint and I could feel him motioning toward my anus. I opened my legs a little to allow him easier access. He was having some trouble finding my admittedly tight and cramped hole between my heavy cheeks. Felt like his finger hit everything but my hole.
Deciding to help him out, I pulled his hand up and put it to my face. I spit on his pointer and middle fingers, and stuffed them in my mouth, then lifted my leg resting my foot on the stool in the booth and guiding his hand back between my legs. He still had some trouble finding my ass, so this time I spread my cheeks wide with both hands, and used my fingers to guide his. Once his middle finger touched the opening of my ass, he AGGRESSIVELY stuffed his fat granddaddy farmer finger in my ass all the way and started pounding my ass while bottoming out on my cock. He was beating my ass HARD, and I could feel him starting to work his ring finger in as well. My hole was being pushed to the limit.
After a couple minutes of face fucking him while he was finger fucking me, he came up for air and told me he had to go. I said well, tbh I came in here today hoping to get a load and I haven't got one yet, can you help me out? He said it would be his pleasure. I got back on my knees and tongued his nuts while he started to beat his cock hard and fast. When he said he was close, I opened my lips and gripped his head between them while he let out a deep groan and he filled my mouth with his thick seed. It was a nice load too. Guys who are well hydrated, it doesn't have a strong taste but a mild salty and sweetness and that was this load. He quickly pulled up his pants, I rose to my feet and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek as a goodbye.
Satisfied that I finally met my quota (and work still needing to get done), I decided to take my leave and exited the curtain. The manager met me on my way out the arcade and we made some small talk. Said he was really happy to see me and hoped to see me again soon. I've definitely got some unfinished business, so I'd love to go back. "Just keep this between the two of us, could you?" he said with a wink just as another customer entered the door of the building. "Catch you next time big guy" I said as I patted him on the arm.
To contextualize things a little, I'm a pansexual cis male. Mostly straight leaning/preference but occasionally get the hunger for cock or will settle for "any port in a storm" to unload. I'm also hypersexual. When younger, had urges to masturbate dozens of times a day, and today have settled into the urge to have sex (ideally with a stranger) a few times a week. This is a dynamic I've been settled into since my teens, and I'm currently in my late 30s. Not that it's pertinent to this story, but I'm clean and practice "safer" sex.
Was recently on a short roadtrip for work a few hours from home. As is my preference, I was hoping to have a hookup with a new girl in a new town. Perhaps hitting up a swinger meet-up site, if that didn't work, maybe one at the bar and if that didn't work, perhaps pickup a working girl. Long story relatively short, none of those plans panned out. Did meet a girl but had a very lacklaster, half-hearted encounter where I aborted our date rather than finish it off because she was so miserable.
Still had a full sack and few hours left on the blue pill I took, so I was intent on finding fun somewhere. On a regular day, next turn would probably be Grindr, A4A or Sniffies. My patience was already running thin and the day was getting long, so I really couldn't be bothered with the "getting to know you" stuff or having someone flake on me.
Decided to find the closest adult store with an arcade within driving distance, and stake out. Found a place, nothing fancy but a nice 'down home' little shop, most importantly, stocked with horny men.
Went inside, brokered my deal to get in back and got down to getting acquainted with the locals. A lot of guys are bothered by the average age in these places (typically old) but I've seen every different shape, size and age of guy at the arcade, and had my share of fun with each. This particular arcade was a little run down, circa 1990, wood paneling, single person booth with viewing windows, with a pair of slightly larger "private" booths for couples.
As is typically the case, I was the youngest guy there by about 20 years haha. Nonetheless, I took a stroll around the arcade and peeked from booth to booth for any action or interested parties. I saw an "occupied" sign with loud video playing with a girl moaning (these are my favorite because you're typically finding a straight guy looking to get a nut on his lunch break). I peeked into the adjacent booth window to see what was going on, and spotted the outline with pants halfway down and a nice average size white cock half-hard, jacking off. The viewing windows don't allow for contact, so I pulled down my pants just enough to expose my jockey shorts and my semi-hard cock to let my neighbor know I was interested. Was only a second later I saw the figure stand up and approach the door, signaling me over.
It's hard to see details in the dark hallways of the arcade but I could make out he was a bit older than me, maybe 60-something about 5'6" with thinning brown hair. He guided me to the buddy booths, where he deposited some singles and as the screen sprung to life, it illuminated the room and both of us fully. He was an average looking older man, with very warm eyes and very enthusiastic smile. I typically lean all top or all bottom in an encounter and was looking to give more than receive, so I dropped to my knees and began servicing my new friend. I've got a nasty gag reflex and a not so big mouth, so I do my best with my hands and tongue, which seems to get most the work done. He moaned and groaned and massaged my shoulders and head very intimately. He asked to see more of my body, so I took a break and stood up to partially undress.
I rolled up my shirt and held it under my chin, exposing my mostly hairless, modestly muscular chest. He seemed to really enjoy feeling my bare chest, and started tweaking and sucking my nipples. The whole situation had me greatly aroused, so I pulled my now fully erect cock and began sword fighting with my new friend.
I try not to make a big deal about my cock these days because, well, I believe in being modest and genuinely don't think it's "all that" but also, I like to 50/50 top/bottom in my encounters. That being said, it's all/most of 8 inches, uncircumcised and circumference is comparable to the length, making it pretty thick also. If I lead with that being what I've got in my pants, 9 times out of 10 the encounter turns into me being all top. So I tend to keep that stashed away.
Well, my new play friend spotted my now fully engourged hardon and his eyes got wide. "Ooh, your cock is so big". I snickered and said thanks, and continued to rub the two of us together. He decided he wanted to get a closer look and take it for a test drive, so he bent over 90 degrees and began to give me a very slow, intimate blowjob with lots of spit and careful massaging up and down my shaft. Ideally, I didn't want to take all the spotlight so after a minute or two of him blowing me, I dropped to my knees and returned to servicing him. I could taste salty precum and he was very hard but as is the case with a lot of older guys I encounter, I got the impression he wasn't going to climax.
After a minute or two of servicing him, he began to pull up his pants and said he had to go. We exchanged some niceties, he asked if I was local or would be back, and he complimented me more on my body, on our encounter, etc and I responded in kind. As he exited the booth, I heard him making small talk with someone in the lobby and telling them "you gotta go see it".
It was at that point I felt kind of like the new exhibit at the zoo. Just imagining these same handful of older guys visiting every few days, maybe watching eachother jack off or standing around in the lobby hoping something new and exciting might pass through. Well today, I was the "something new and exciting".
Feeling turned on and a little bit of pressure with my newly assumed role, I decided to lean into it and put on a show for the audience. The screen still active, I cracked the door open, and began jacking off as I listened to the feet shuffling in the lobby.
The one thing that would've surprised me most is what happened next, which was when I saw a figure appear in the doorway that was familiar. The store manager.
Now, I'm pretty experienced in arcade etiquette after doing this for some years. TYPICALLY the ownership/management are 'wink wink' about what goes on in the arcade. Some management and clerks can be especially rude if the arcade is getting too rowdy or if they don't think the patrons are dropping tokens. The last thing you want is for the clerk to come back snooping on what's going on in back, as it never ends well.
Very nervous about my new visitor, I played stupid for a minute and continued to slow stroke with my eyes on the TV screen. At that point, I was willing to accept a warning was coming my way but not much else. Rather than the sound of his voice, the next thing I heard was the door creaking open as he entered. It was still somewhat surreal but yes, it was now confirmed that's who was in the booth with me. Still somewhat holding my breath regarding his intention, I was relieved and exponentially MORE arouse when he reached down and started tugging on my shaft and whispered "very nice" into my ear.
Still hoping to mostly do the servicing, I made my appeal by reaching to his crotch and giving it a rub. The manager was also an older gentleman, this time shaved head with glasses, fairly athletic build and about 6ft tall (which made him a good bit taller than me). He was wearing an Under Armor type shirt, and a pair of basketball shorts. The thin material of his shorts made it very easy to feel his large bulge, which he very quickly exposed for closer examination. His cock was a nice pale shade of white, about 90% erect about 7in with a pretty nice mushroomy type head but the real superstar was his sack. His balls were legitimately, cumulatively about the size of a grapefruit. "I like those played with". Well, no problem here chief. I dropped to my knees and began ferociously sucking his healthy cock and palming his massive nuts, occasionally taking a break to wrap my lips around each ball and popping them in and out my mouth.
Man, I can't tell you how much I wanted to see what came out of those things. Unfortunately, bad news, he leaned over and whispered he heard someone come in and he had to retreat back to the counter. Before he left, he popped a few more tokens into the screen and gave me an endorsement to chill there as long as I want.
A few seconds after he went back out the curtain, I could hear fresh footsteps walking their way down the hallway. Looks like the manager told our new visitor to come see the touring show.
Next visitor, similar to the last... I slow stroked my cock (now dripping with precum from my increasingly hot encounters) now with the door open completely. The next visitor was again taller, this time maybe 6'2", big frame of a farmer, again 60s, with a big grey mustache and glasses, a tattered baseball cap and dirt covered boots/pants.
He entered the door and closed/locked it behind him, making it clear he was happy with what he saw. I'm now crazy cum hungry and as such, I immediately drop to my knees to service my most recent visitor. He drops his pants, he's very fuzzy underneath, not quite as hung as the last guy but still a nice healthy, HARD 6in cock with a mild upward curve. I did my usual knob sucking, some bobbing and jacking. At one point I grabbed his exposed ass on both sides and the second I grip his cheeks, he begins HARD thrusting into my mouth. As I said, I have a bad gag reflex so unfortunately I couldn't give him the deepthroat he clearly wanted but fortunately his length was such that I could take most of his cock without triggering my stomach. After a few thrusts, he bent over and told me he wanted to give mine a try.
A people pleaser as I am, I hopped to my feet and offered him my cock. It became clear why he tried to fuck my mouth, because *he* deepthroated my cock to the hilt, all 8inches (maybe more on this occasion, I was so turned on) without slowing down. His throat was like a bottomless pit. He forced his head down on my cock with rapid bobs, then eventually grabbed my bare ass full and started forcing me into his mouth aggressively. He stared fumbling between my legs with his hand, first to my nuts (which were tight), then to my taint and I could feel him motioning toward my anus. I opened my legs a little to allow him easier access. He was having some trouble finding my admittedly tight and cramped hole between my heavy cheeks. Felt like his finger hit everything but my hole.
Deciding to help him out, I pulled his hand up and put it to my face. I spit on his pointer and middle fingers, and stuffed them in my mouth, then lifted my leg resting my foot on the stool in the booth and guiding his hand back between my legs. He still had some trouble finding my ass, so this time I spread my cheeks wide with both hands, and used my fingers to guide his. Once his middle finger touched the opening of my ass, he AGGRESSIVELY stuffed his fat granddaddy farmer finger in my ass all the way and started pounding my ass while bottoming out on my cock. He was beating my ass HARD, and I could feel him starting to work his ring finger in as well. My hole was being pushed to the limit.
After a couple minutes of face fucking him while he was finger fucking me, he came up for air and told me he had to go. I said well, tbh I came in here today hoping to get a load and I haven't got one yet, can you help me out? He said it would be his pleasure. I got back on my knees and tongued his nuts while he started to beat his cock hard and fast. When he said he was close, I opened my lips and gripped his head between them while he let out a deep groan and he filled my mouth with his thick seed. It was a nice load too. Guys who are well hydrated, it doesn't have a strong taste but a mild salty and sweetness and that was this load. He quickly pulled up his pants, I rose to my feet and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek as a goodbye.
Satisfied that I finally met my quota (and work still needing to get done), I decided to take my leave and exited the curtain. The manager met me on my way out the arcade and we made some small talk. Said he was really happy to see me and hoped to see me again soon. I've definitely got some unfinished business, so I'd love to go back. "Just keep this between the two of us, could you?" he said with a wink just as another customer entered the door of the building. "Catch you next time big guy" I said as I patted him on the arm.
