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I moved up into my seat and my knees were thankful. My friend got his cock put away and slipped away quickly. I looked over at Mike who was now completely naked, and on the floor sucking cock. I saw his clothes wadded up in his seat. A guy in the row in front of us kept looking back at me and I could tell he was playing with his cock. I leaned forward to watch him. His hand was moving fast and he soon exploded all over his bare chest. He pulled out a rag and wiped himself up and then he too, was gone quickly. I sat back and looked around the theatre. There were now just another couple of guys in there and they were sitting in the front row right by the wall. I couldn make out what was going on at first - then I realized that one guy was facing me, kneeling on the seat and the other guy was behind him, fucking him in the ass. I wanted to get a closer look so I got up and moved down to the second row, looking right at the guy getting it from behind. He smiled at me as he grunted and moaned. I pushed my shorts down and stroked my cock and the guy urged me to stand up. I did and he pulled my hips to him and began sucking my cock. I looked from him to the guy fucking him and couldn believe how hot this scene was. The guy sucked me for awhile then told me to turn around. I did, and he began licking my ass. He pushed my back forward and I leaned over. He parted my ass cheeks and began licking at my tight little rosebud. It felt so good! But I wasn too sure about it as he began trying to push a finger inside me. So I pulled away. But I wasn done. I walked around to the front row and smiled at the guy drilling the other guy. I moved down between his legs and stories about gay guys reached up to stroke stories about gay guys the hard cock of the guy getting fucked. I sat down on the stories about gay guys floor and then scooted up until I was able to get that big hard cock in my mouth. It was thrusting in and out of my mouth in rhythm as he got fucked. I was loving this, when I felt someone pull my stories about gay guys shorts completely down and off and begin to suck me.

Of course, I was concerned about being stripped naked from the waist down, but I was too into the hot scene to want to stop. Before long, everyone was ready to cum. The guy fucking my guys ass moaned loudly and shot his big load into that ass. This drove my guy over the edge and he rewarded me with a nice creamy load stories about gay guys of cum. I had been on the brink for sometime, so I too exploded into whatever mouth was sucking me. We all lay there a moment, cocks softening, catching our breath. Finally the guys above me got up and helped me to my feet. Whoever had been sucking me had disappeared. I looked around for my shorts and found them, but my boxers were nowhere to be found. I sat down in a front row seat, holding my shorts. The guy that had been fucking the other guy sat down next to me and reached over to fondle my soft cock. I looked back and saw that Mike was out in the far aisle, on his knees, sucking two guys. They were the only other people in the theatre now. "Oh baby, you got a pretty cock," he said. "Do ya come here often?" I told him this was my first time. He said, "Well, Ive gotta run, but I hope to see you here again sometime, Id luv to slide my big meat into your pretty little ass." He leaned over and stuck his tongue in my ear and then stood up and walked out. I pulled my shorts on and walked back up the theatre to where Mike was now with just one of the guys. As I got there, the guy shoved his cock into Mikes throat and filled Mikes mouth with his hot cum. I returned to my original seat as Mike and his friend got cleaned up. Mike saw me and came to sit next to me. "Well?" he asked. I told him of my experiences and told him how much I liked it. "So are you a cock slut?" he asked. I grinned and said, "Yes, I think so." I told him about losing my boxers and he said that sometimes happens - guys like to take souvenirs home. We sat there awhile longer and stories about gay guys a few guys wandered in. I was hungry for more cock, but stories about gay guys it was getting late and I still wanted to play with Mike. So we left, but agreed wed come back again soon. When we got to the car, I took off my shorts and played with my cock while he drove. I told him Id seen him sucking guys but I wondered if he ever got butt-fucked. He said that no, he was a top. I asked what he meant. He explained that some guys like to fuck guys and that they e tops. Bottoms are guys that like to get fucked. He said some guys go stories about gay guys either way, but a lot have one preference over another. "what do you think youd be?" he asked, glancing stories about gay guys over at me. I thought a moment and said, "A bottom." He grinned and gunned the accelerator "Lets get home, then."