I kneaded my cock in my pants and prepared to cum in my underwear when I noticed motion from the kid beside me. Since the blowjob was finished and the two guys got up and left, I turned my attention back to the movie. I mean, he should have been out fucking a cheerleader or something! He was a good-looking kid that couldn’t have been more than twenty years old (I was thirty-five) and I wondered what a kid like that would be doing in a porn theater. I was so mesmerized by the action that I didn’t notice when a young black man sat down next to me. After his buddy finished shooting in his mouth, he leaned back on his haunches, showed his buddy the pool of jizz in his mouth, and then swallowed it with one big gulp.
I must say, the guy giving head was a real pro because he didn’t spill a drop. In a few seconds, he went over the edge, threw his head back and unloaded into his partner’s mouth. It was a real turn-on for me because the guy’s cock was coated with a slimy mixture of spit and pre-cum. He took his time sliding up and down his partners cock, pausing at the head for a second and then engulfing his rod down to the base. I found a seat quickly near the guy that was giving head because I wanted to watch up close. Now days, a scene like that would be commonplace, but back then, it was totally unheard of. And as I looked around the theater, I saw a man on his knees giving a blowjob. When they did finally adjust, I saw two guys fucking on the screen.
I had never seen a gay movie before, but I was definitely curious to know what one looked like.Īs I walked through the doorway, I had to pause for my eyes to adjust because the theater was pitch-black except for the glow from the screen. When I went into the theater this time, the attendant informed me that there were now two theaters, gay and straight. However, it had been a year since my last visit and I guess that in that time, things had changed drastically. It used to be that guys in the audience were discrete in the theaters nobody ever exposed themselves. I would always watch a couple hours of porn and then jack-off in the restroom before returning home. My father died about five years earlier in a work accident.Įver since, my mom had been pretty depressed, she’d never really gotten over my dad’s death.When I was married in 1985, I used to enjoy occasionally going out at night by myself and frequenting my favorite adult theater. I remember several nights when I’d be lying in bed and could hear her cry herself to sleep. I loved my mom so much and hated to see her hurting. I tried to help out as much as possible with everyday stuff like cooking meals, doing the laundry, and cleaning the house. Little did I know that one night, I was going to help out my mom out in another very different and memorable way. I should mention that my mom was not the most physically alluring woman in the world. To be frank, most men would not find her attractive. she dresses in plain looking clothes, she hardly wears any make-up, she’s what you might call a “pleasantly plump” woman.
The reason I describe her to you is that like any young boy entering puberty, his mother is the object of many masturbation sessions.īut in my eyes, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world. Who knows what it is that sexually attracts a young boy to his mother? I suppose it might be that innate thrill of danger in flirting with something considered forbidden or taboo. Or it could be the constant close proximity and the availability that facilitate this attractionĪnyways, one Friday I was making dinner when my mom came home from work. She looked miserable, so I asked her what was bothering her. The best summer of my life was the one that I spent with my aunt Joanne, my mother’s sister. If she hadn’t gotten married and moved away, the incestuous relationship with her that started that summer would probably still be going on.