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"A Great Day"
 by Jim in Tucson 


Today is a great day. Now, in his 43rd year, Jim is healthy, fit
and attractive to the eye. He doesn't work at looking good, it
just comes to him. Today, he is hoping that good things come to
him.

Perhaps he knew what was coming; perhaps it was actually a
surprise, as he told himself. Without knowing when he decided to
come, Jim found himself discreetly parked behind the adult
bookstore. This was a place he knew well, for he had found
himself here and places like it often.

Looking into the car mirror, Jim checked his appearance. Short
strawberry blonde hair needed a touch from the pocket comb. The
same face he had seen so many times before looked back at him.
Fair skin, a touch of sunburn around the forehead and a shallow smile
lines around the eyes made this face pleasant to look at. Jim is
in a good mood today, great things are bound to happen.

Checking the parking lot for familiar cars or faces and seeing
none, Jim quickly gets out of the car, locks the door and places
the keys into his left pants pocket. The keys finally settle to
the bottom of the pocket in his tight jeans as he walks fast for
the rear entrance of the building. Jim loves the way the
tightness caresses him as he walks.

Stepping through the door is like walking into a cave. To the
right, the single putrid bathroom pours it's stench into the air.
Jim has been in that bathroom many times, being careful to touch
only the surfaces that are absolutely necessary. To the left are
the preview booths. Walking slowly past, he carefully checks them
for activity. All but two are empty. Both occupied booths have
their doors securely closed, indicating that no company is
desired.

Around to the front counter. Jim stands in front of the new
electronic cash register with it's flashing lights and flickering
display. Trying not to appear anxious, he waits there for the
clerk who is checking three adult video's being returned by an
amorous couple. All three look up briefly to see who is there. As
the clerk let's out a little huff, the couple makes a connection,
though brief.

They are in their mid-twenties. He stands six feet tall with an
unremarkable build. His jet black hair must take him twenty
minutes to blow dry and style each day. Obviously, he puts a
great deal of work into this. Even as I noticed this, he reached
up to check his hair, looking back to the clerk's labor. She is a
goddess. Five feet, eight inches, perhaps 110 pounds, small
breasts, and a very nice waist opening into full hips. Her blonde
hair looks like it took no effort to run a brush through after a
quick shower. Her eyes are a deep green.

For a moment, Jim is captured by her eyes. They hold each others
gaze for a full second before it breaks. She quickly looks down
while trying to mask a slight smile. Sensing her discomfort, Mr.
blow dryer pulls her closer, running his hand over her round rump.

Finally, the clerk is done with them and they leave. All eyes are
on the woman as they walk out. Just as they are nearly out the
door, her man reaches down to give her as a quick squeeze, as if
to say, "She's mine!"

The clerk turns his attention to Jim. "Can I help you?", he says.
Jim, having been distracted by the woman, more in his mind's eye,
than by her, is suddenly brought back to reality. "Theater,
please." The clerk's automatic response, given hundreds of times
each day is, "Six dollars." The transaction is quickly completed.

Jim walks around the counter to the darkest part of the adult
book store. There is a small sign that simply reads, "Theater".
Turning the corner, Jim has no interest in what movie is playing.
This theater only plays straight movies and the details are not
important. Stepping through another door, there is nearly total
darkness.

The time is about 3:30 on a Friday afternoon. Standing just
beyond the entrance door, Jim waits for his eyes to begin
adjusting to the darkness. The theater has a large projection
screen in front of only fifteen rows of seats. There is a
dampness to the room and the darkness seems to double the slight
chill in the air. Behind the rows of seats is a waist-high
partition that runs the entire width of the theater. The theater
only holds about six men, three are in the theater seats, the
rest are standing against the back wall. Scanning the men against
the back wall, Jim finds none of them attractive. Two are easily
in their sixties, the other is at least fifty. They each turn
towards him trying to determine if it is safe to continue their
activity. Moving away from the door, Jim takes a position against
the wall. To put the others at ease, he moved his hand down to
his crotch and began visibly rubbing. He waits for the others to
relax, knowing that he is not a cop. As the two old men resume
fondling each other, everyone in the theater can hear the audible
sucking noises coming from the two men sitting together in the
front row. Seeing both their heads, Jim knows that someone is on
his knees in front of them. Jim knows that as people get out of
work and prepare for the weekend it would soon be crowded.

The fifty something man moves closer to Jim. Cautiously settling
against the wall about a foot to his left. He is fondling himself
through his loose trousers. He looks like a workman; dusty and
needing a shower. Jim guessed him to be a grounds keeper, recently
done with his work for the day. The workman glanced at Jim while
rubbing himself, looking for any interest.  Jim stood as though
transfixed by the movie. Slowly, tentatively, the workman reached
out with his free hand, lightly brushing against Jim's leg.
Seeing no reaction, he became bolder, his hand traveling to Jim's
groin, feeling for the hardness he wanted. Still Jim made no
move, never acknowledging the contact, continuing to watch the
movie that held no interest for him.

Finally, the workman found Jim's bulge. As he grasped it and
began to gently stroke it, it became harder. Relaxed now, the man
turned toward Jim, taking Jim's hand and moving it to his own
bulge. Mechanically, Jim stroked the man's erection, feeling the
heat generated by his needs. The workman's desire was obvious, as
he tried to open the buttons of Jim's jeans. His fumbling efforts
caused a slight smile to cross Jim's lips, reaching down to
unbutton and release his erection. Feeling the hot, exposed skin;
enjoying it's length and hardness, the man fell quickly to his
knee's and took Jim into his mouth.

At first, the sensation was pleasing. But soon, the warm dampness
of the man's mouth was replaced by the sensation of a poorly
placed tooth that was irritating. Jim reached down to recover his
penis, placing it back into his jeans. The man was disappointed,
staying on his knees, looking up into Jim's face while rubbing
the flesh he desired. Jim looked down at him, shaking his head.
With some effort, the man stood and returned to his original
spot.

With eyes fully adjusted to the darkness, Jim moved away from the
door, staying behind the theater seats, to the corner. Jim has
come to know this as the safest area in the theater. As he walked
past the two old men, one reached out for his sex. Turning, Jim
continued past them. Fifty-something came to him again; Jim again
looked at him shaking his head and he again retreated. Still, the
audible sucking noises filled the theater from the front row.

Leaning against the wall, Jim watched the movie for the next
twenty minutes. Checking his watch, knowing that he will be
missed after five, Jim made a mental note that he had to leave by
4:45. All the time, he knew that he might be as much as two hours
late if things picked up.

Finally, more men entered the theater. Every time the door
opened, all activity ceased except the never ending sucking from
the front row. When the new person rubbed his crotch, the men
resumed. Occasionally, a man would come in, failing to give the
signal. This would frustrate the theater men, until someone
approached the new guy and felt him up. Fifty-something
approached each one of them and finally found a man he could
satisfy. While he practiced his oral skills to completion, the
others explored and paired up.

Two of the men came to Jim's corner, one on either side of him.
Both were rubbing themselves, as was Jim. Both were in their
forties. Tentatively, one reached out for Jim's crotch, the other
watching. Jim moved his hand, giving full access to this new
stranger. With little hesitation, Jim reached out for the
stranger's crotch, finding and enjoying the harness he found
there. With is free hand, Jim unbuttoned his fly, pulling his
jeans down for the man and turned slightly towards him. The man,
in turn released his penis from his trousers, allowing Jim to
stroke its length. Both men were becoming more aroused. The
stranger's penis occasionally jumped in Jim's hand. It was a bit
shorter than Jim's six inches, but was thicker.

The second man had taken out his penis and was stroking it on the
other side and slightly behind Jim. He was having some difficulty
getting it hard. Jim reached behind him to stroke it. Shortly
after this, the second man reached out to caress Jim's rump.
Enjoying this, Jim let a slight moan escape, turning to fully
expose his firm behind to this man. As the man squeezed and
fondled Jim's rump, he became more excited, his penis now fully
erect. Jim squeezed his penis, finding it very long and hard. He
gently, but urgently pulled the man toward him, holding his
hardness like a handle. At the same time, he bent at the waist to
take the first man in his mouth.

Behind him, the second stranger was stroking his own cock,
rubbing the head against Jim's exposed ass. With his free hand,
the man applied some lubricant to Jim's anus and began working
his finger inside him. Jim was in heaven. One cock in his mouth,
another preparing to fuck him. He felt the second stranger's
cockhead against his anus. The man was slowly working himself
into Jim, stretching him. It felt wonderful.

Just as the man grabbed Jim's hips and was about to thrust, Jim
stood up slightly, making him pop out. Reaching into his shirt
pocket, Jim handed the man a lubricated condom. Reluctantly, the
man took the condom, opened it, and installed it over his
erection. Jim felt the cock return to his rectum. He reached
between his legs, feeling to be sure the condom was in place and
guiding him back to his anus. Now Jim turned his full attention
to the cock in his mouth.

Again feeling the cockhead enter him, Jim pushed to open his anus
a bit. Slowly, the man worked his shaft into Jim, eventually
getting all seven inches inside him. The first man's cock seemed
to become harder as he watched Jim being fucked. His cock became
to throb and swell. Not wanting him to cum yet, Jim slowed down a
bit, taking the cock from his mouth and licking his balls. Jim
used the man's cock to slap his face, taking it into his mouth
for a couple strokes, licking it and building his desire.

By now the second stranger was fucking Jim with abandon. His
strokes were full and fast. Everyone in the theater could hear
the slapping of flesh against flesh as he bottomed out. The
second stranger firmly grasped Jim's hips, using his arms to pull
himself. The first stranger now was holding Jim's head, fucking
his mouth.

The activity drew a crowd. Some watched, stroking their own
cock's, some were trying to bring Jim's head to to pleasure them.
One man got sat on the floor to replace Jim's hand with his mouth
as he gently sucked his cock. The second stranger, began bucking
more violently; he came with a groan, quickly pulling out. As he
stepped back to remove the condom and clean up, another man took
his place.

This new man was fully six feet, six. His skin was ebony and it
seemed to glow in the low light from the screen. For a time, Jim
had his beautiful cock in his hand as the man was fucking him.
His cock was all of nine inches and fat. He borrowed some
lubricant from the first man and applied it generously to his anus
and his uncovered cock. Seeing this, the man Jim was sucking,
groaned, pulled out and came on the floor. He was quickly
replaced by yet another man.

The man sucking Jim's cock was purposely going slow, so as not to
finish him too quickly. Jim enjoyed watching the man masturbate
as he sucked him. Looking up, Jim discovered that the new cock in
his mouth was that of the laborer. He looked down on Jim with a
knowing smirk. His balls were sweaty and carried a heavy musk.
Without hesitation, Jim took this new cock into his mouth as he
felt the big black man working the head of his shaft into Jim
ass.

Without mercy, the black man immediately pushed his full length
into Jim and began fucking him violently. On every other stroke,
one of his big hands would painfully and loudly slap Jim's ass.
First lost in the pain, then the pleasure, Jim was delirious. 
Knowing that Jim could do nothing to stop him, the laborer began
matching the black man, stroke for stroke. He pushed fully into
Jim's mouth and down his throat. The man sucking Jim's cock lost
his grip a couple of times, as Jim was being jerked around. The
black man was pounding his meat into Jim now, his pace picking
up. The laborer continued to match him, firmly pulling the back
of Jim's head down onto his cock.

Suddenly, the black man redoubled his pace, painfully squeezing
Jim's cheeks with his big hands. Then, just as suddenly, he
slowed, lifting Jim off the floor for maximum penetration. With a
deep groan, the black man began to cum. Seeing this, the laborer,
shot his load down Jim's throat, gagging him. Immediately, the
man sucking Jim had cum on his face, as he lost the cock when Jim
was lifted off the floor.

Still with his feet off the floor, the black man was slowly
moving his cock in Jim's ass. Finally, he relaxed. Slowly his
cock came out with a plop. He wiped it off on the outside of
Jim's ass, zipped up and was gone.

In the heat of the moment, Jim had neglected to get a condom on
the black man. He had cum in his ass with no protection. The
laborer looked down at Jim laughing. The crowd had moved away.
Again, Jim was alone. He quickly cleaned up and left the theater.
He feels their eyes on him as he leaves.

As Jim sat in his car, he felt the wonderful discomfort in his
ass and the empty feeling of a drained prostate. Again, he looked
in the mirror. "Up, still look the same." he mused. Turning on
the jazz radio station, Jim took the short drive home. He arrived
promptly at five. Kissing is wife, she asked if he had a good
day. "Couldn't be better." Jim smugly responded.


                           -- The End --


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