Literotic asexstories – First Time Adult Bookstore Surprise by Joemshyasiaw,Joemshyasiaw
After a few months of discovering where the best nightclubs and bars were, as any red blooded American young man worth his salt would and should be doing, I had the most unexpected event that ever happened to me in my to then, young naive life.
I was club hopping on the main drag of a city near my base and after I had left this one bar I was walking down the street to go to another one when I saw an adult bookstore for the very first time. Being half drunk and curious I decided to go in and see what was inside.
When I walked in the first thing I noticed was that there was an extensive collection of porn magazines and videos dominating the store. Followed by a less dominant section of sex toys and what nots.
Being the testosterone laden young man I was back then, I gravitated over to the porn mags, of course. I was starting to get hard looking at them and decided I better use this new found stimulation to head back out and find another bar where perchance I would find a willing lady to hopefully spend the night with.
But on the way out I saw that they had a large curtain up with a neon sign above it that read “Video Arcade.” Again my curiosity got the better of me and I went in to see what was behind the curtain. As there’s always something interesting behind the curtain.
As I entered there was a “Preview Wall” of various types of porn videos behind plexiglass with numbers under each one of them. The next thing I saw was a long corridor of booths with doors on them and men of different ages milling about and walking in and out of them. There was also a din of sex noise coming from what I assumed were videos playing behind the closed doors.
I decided to enter one of the open booths and when I got in I saw a video screen and a bench across from it. Their was a place to feed in dollar bills and so I reached in my pocket and extracted a few and fed them into the slot.
A porn video came on immediately and there was a red lit channel button as well as a volume button. I started toggling through the channels and saw they pretty much had any type of porn one could imagine as offerings.
My senses were on overload as the only videos I had ever seen before were the old 8mm stag films that floated around the neighborhood back then and here I had all the sex I could imagine playing in 70s/80s porn saturated technicolor on the screen in front of me! My young lustful heart was pounding in my chest!
I sat there amazed as I continued flipping through the channels. Not only amazed but also extremely hard as I started rubbing the big bulge in my jeans. But as I continued watching, all of a sudden I saw a big black dick come through a hole in the wall of my booth.
To say I was stunned would be an understatement! I was completely shocked because I was totally not expecting to see that. I didn’t do anything but just sat there frozen in bewilderment while staring at how big this cock sticking through a hole in the wall was.
After a minute or so it disappeared and then I heard someone talking through the hole and he asked if I could stroke it if he put it back through. After a long stunned silence at what I was just asked, I managed to tell the voice coming through the hole I wasn’t gay.
He told me that he wasn’t gay either and that he just came there every once in awhile after drinking at the bars to watch porn and jerk off. He asked again if I could just touch it and then slid it back through the hole.
For some reason that I didn’t understand and probably just plain curiosity to be honest, I walked over to it and then half heartedly started to touch it. Immediately it twitched with excitement and I felt oddly uncomfortable but at the same time I wanted to keep touching it too.
He then pulled it back and asked if he could come over into the booth with me to jack each other off and for the life of me I don’t know why but I finally agreed. My heart was pounding in my chest and I couldn’t figure out why this forbidden act was making me feel like this. I was definitely not gay but had been an all star macho athlete in high school. My man card firmly in place.
As soon as he walked in the booth he locked the door and dropped his pants to his ankles and started stroking his big black cock and asked me to take my cock out too. I’m over 7 inches but the big black slab of meat I was looking at was much, much bigger and thicker. He was probably in his early 30s and had a thin but athletic looking physique and like me stood about 6’2″. The contrast of his big cock with his tall thin frame was an impressive sight.
He told me that I had a nice cock and grabbed it and I awkwardly said the same to him not fathoming what the hell I was doing at all but just letting the bewildered feeling and porn fueled excitement push me along.
He asked me to grab his too and another awkward moment ensued as I grabbed his again. He asked me if I could stroke him and I told him again that I wasn’t gay and didn’t even know why I was doing what I was and that I must be too buzzed from the bar hopping.
He reiterated again that he wasn’t gay also and that a lot of guys that came there weren’t as well but just came to watch porn and get each other off after drinking in the area bars. The way he talked about it seemed natural and matter of factly and normal, which caused me to further let my guard down and start to remotely justify what I was being persuaded into now somewhat willingly doing.
That along with the fact that my normal inhibitions and aversions to anything remotely gay were being dulled from the earlier night of drinking and not to mention what the effects of watching loud and promiscuous porn were doing to my reasoning.
He then put a $20 bill into the slot and then channeled to where gay men were blowing each other. He said “look at what they’re doing, it’s just sex and they’re getting each other off.” “no guilt and no strings attached.”
So with everything put together, my buzz, his persuasive talk, the porn, our hands on each other’s dicks and now seeing men sucking each others cocks, I let my guard further down and started stroking his big thick cock. It felt so good in my hand. Like how I would pick up the thick shaft of a baseball bat off of the ground.
He was moaning and telling me how good it felt and asked if I could sit down on the bench in the booth. I did so thinking he was going to sit next to me but instead he positioned himself in front of me and stood with his big, hard and erect cock right in front of my face.
He said he knew I had never tried sucking cock before because I wasn’t gay but asked if I could just try to suck his and see if I liked it, if not we could just jack each other off. I said “no way, not ever.”
But true to his form so far that night, he persisted asking me and encouraging me to at least try it once to know for sure that I wouldn’t like it. And of course like the other lines I had crossed, I haltingly crossed this one and decided I would try it only once.
So I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, which was so thick my thumb and middle finger couldn’t even touch and opened my mouth and he pushed his hips forward and the big head slid in. He started slowly and gently pumping it into my mouth like he was trying not to overwhelm me and scare me off of it.
For who knows what reason, because I am soundly heterosexual, I surprised myself and started to become somewhat aroused and began actually sucking his cock, which got him very horny and he started talking dirty but in an inoffensive and subtle way.
Telling me things like “your mouth feels so amazing” and “you’re a natural at this” and “my cock has never felt this hard.” I don’t know whether I believed him in the heat of the moment but he sounded genuine anyways. And it kind of spurred me on, which was probably his real intent.
I probably had half of his length in my mouth and he was really enjoying it but then he pulled out all of a sudden and told me he didn’t want to cum in my mouth because I had strictly told him before I started sucking him, that if he felt like he was going to cum to pull out immediately.
He then asked me a question that startled me in an already startled filled night. He said “can I just rub the head of my cock around your butt and slide it in between your ass cheeks so I can cum?” He added “I’ll where a condom to be safe.”
My standard “no way” reply was used yet again but he reassured me that we could stop if I didn’t like it and it would only be the head of his cock rubbing around but not entering me in any way.
And again, for the life of me, I don’t know why I agreed to let him do it but for the aforementioned reasons stated earlier, my own defenses were in a weakened and highly aroused state. I felt I had crossed the last line by being too buzzed to reason properly and now couldn’t actually say no but I didn’t want him to know that, or he’d keep asking me to do things I really would never ever do in a sober state.
I kept justifying to myself in my own mind that I was buzzed and horny from the videos and would never do something like this under normal circumstances and once this experience was over it would be business as usual and back to chasing women. But I have to admit that I was strangely aroused in a way I never was before from sucking his big black and very fat cock.
As I played the justification game in my brain he pulled a condom out of his pocket and put it on that very big cock of his. It wouldn’t even roll open all the way to the base of his cock! It was then that I finally asked him how big his cock was, my nervousness betraying me and he said it was almost 10 inches long. I was shocked just to hear that impressive measurement.
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