Date: Thu, 27 Mar 2003 00:57:47 -0500 From: Mike Subject: Downstairs at the FOX - 2 All standard legal notices and warnings as applicable are in force. If you read Chapter 1 of my adventures in the basement of the old Fox Theater in Indianapolis (and a big Thanks to all the guys who did, and sent encouraging emails to continue), you'll know that these experiences took place in the early 60's.....when the world, and I, were one hell of a lot younger! I had started attending shows there (first live burlesque, later XXX movies.......before the Porno Palace was eventually torn down to make way for a new Greyhound Bus Station) when I was still in high school. I married at 20........but continued to get to the Fox as often as I could till I was about 24 or 25, and the theater became History. A HORNY history! I got my first piece of black ass (male or female....in this case, male....and mighty fine) down in the restroom/basement of the theater when I was about 17. I had descended the stairs from the upstairs showplace and found the usual crowd of guys...all ages and descriptions...standing around the long urinal and the large space in front of the 5 stalls to the side. In fact, as I walked up to the urinal to pee, I looked to my left and saw a couple of guys standing facing the stalls and obviously feeding the hungry mouths of the occupants sitting in there on toilets. There were no doors on the stalls, so an appreciative group of onlookers were standing back against the wall enjoying the scene, while vigorously rubbing their cocks through their pants. Before I could finish pissing, a middle aged black dude was right there beside me....gaping at my dick and licking his lips. I finished up and massaged myself a little bit, figuring I'd let him suck me off while I stood there (not an unusual occurrence), but he had other ideas. "Hey, kid, I want that up my ass. I need to get fucked. Will you screw me, buddy?" "Down here?" I asked him. "You mean.....like, you're gonna lean over one of the toilets, or what?"..."No, man, no. I'll lay down on the floor in front of the stalls so you can get on top of me and get comfortable, you know? I don't mind an audience, do you? And I got one hell of a nice tight ass......c'mon, c'mon." And damned if he didn't start pulling his pants down as he walked over to the left in front of the stalls. By the time he got right in the middle of the area his pants were down around his ankles, and by God, he was right.........he had one NICE black bubble butt on him. And I couldn't resist it. Our "audience" scooted around to make room for him, and he dropped down on that cement floor flat on his stomach without hesitation. My cock was already up to its full 7 thick inches, and it lead the way over to my new friend. I dropped my own pants and lowered myself onto him....and it didn't take much effort to slide my dick up his ass. He was well lubed......by previous cum deposits or KY, I have no idea. But man, was he ever silky smooth.......my cock felt like it was being enveloped by satin. And he immediately started squeezing every muscle he had in there to make my journey even better. The two guys who were still feeding their respective cock-suckers in the stalls looked back over their shoulders at the screwing scene going on behind them......and both of them seemed to get even more enthusiastic with the face fucks they were giving their buddies. One of them even dropped his own pants down below his ass, so I could watch his hairy butt pounding home the action while he watched mine doing the same. And maybe it was the guys gathered around, but it took me longer than usual to make my deposit.....in fact, I finally needed to get pretty rough and really slam into my black buddy's ass, but my fuckee didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he moaned and groaned encouragement with every hard thrust of my dick. At one point we all heard the squeaky door from the theater at the top of the stairs being opened, but none of the action slowed down. I kept right on pumping ass and my two anonymous friends kept right on pumping mouths as some guy (probably a straight dude just there to enjoy the strippers upstairs on stage) walked up to the urinal and nonchalantly watched the activity to his left on the floor and at the stalls as he emptied his bladder. It was no big deal in those days, to anyone. Everyone who came to the Fox knew what the hell went on down in the basement......and no one cared. I finally knew I was gonna lose it up that fine bubble butt.......and just as I was shooting it hard and fast into my new friend's ass, I heard one of the guys getting sucked off by a toilet-sitter lose his load, too.....LOUD moans and mutterings of "Shit! Ohhhhh. TAKE it, take it!" And just as I was emptying my dick, I felt the warmest (nicest) splattering of something (gee, I wonder what it was...) land on my bare butt from one of the nearby audience members. Memories.......aren't they great? Well, I have more from those days downstairs at the Fox, if you want to hear them. (And by the way, any of you other guys have a theater like that "back in the day"? Let me know. willingmike@yahoo.com.)