Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2006 23:02:29 EST
From: Suck4Straight@aol.com
Subject: conference

             I was at a conference last weekend in Seattle.  After a very
successful interview, I needed some release and so I went down to a big
porno movie theater downtown after changing into jeans, a sweatshirt and
sneakers.  It was a beautiful sunny day around two p.m. and so I knew
that it might not be too busy (these places are best on overcast days for
some reason).  Not many cars were parked outside, but I did note one
pickup truck (with a gun rack) indicating that I might have some chance
for getting a straight guy's rocks off, if I was lucky.

               The theater had two parts, a straight part and a gay
part.  I, of course, went for the straight movies because I'm not
interested in servicing gay guys.  I went in and sat down in the back of
the theater and watched the movie for a while.  Up on the big screen, one
slutty bimbo was on her knees servicing a bunch of men, who were passing
her around from one to another, making her gag on it, real raunchy
stuff.  It turned me on.

               After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw only one
other man, sitting near the front center in a hunting cap and camouflage
vest and pants.  Bingo, I thought!

               I went up and sat next to him, asking him if he'd like me
to do for him what the slut was doing for the guys in the picture.
Without responding, he got up and moved to another spot off to the side
and farther back...

               After recovering for a few minutes, I noticed that the
bathroom was up at the front at a door to the side of the screen.  I
decided that maybe if I go in there and wait, he might come visit me in
the can.  What did I have to lose?

               The bathroom was filthy, which somehow made it more
exciting.  I went into a stall pulled my pants down, sat on the toilet
and started jerking myself, but I left the stall door open, so if he came
in, he could see I was ready for him.

               The stall was covered with graffiti and so I added my own
to the scrawl, "Keep sucking dick you sick fuckin' queer bastard!"  I
wrote it on the wall behind the toilet, so the guy would have to read it
if he came into my stall to be pleasured.

               I waited in there for about ten minutes, just when I was
about to cum and leave, he came into the men's room, looked at me
disgustedly and went over to the urinal to piss.  I could see his boots
appearing under the partition that separated the stall from the urinal.
I jerked my dick wildly so he could hear the sound of me beating my meat
there next to him.

               When he was done pissing, he came over to the stall with
just his hard dick sticking out of his zippered camouflaged pants. He
came into the stall, closing the door behind him, and just jerked it in
front of my face.  I asked him if I could suck it, but he didn't say
anything, just kept hammering his dick.  I told him that I was a good
cocksucker and begged him to let me taste it, he said to me, "You want
this shit?" and I said, "Yes Sir!"

               Then he shot all over my open mouth and beard.  He wiped
himself off with a piece of toilet paper form the roll, threw it at me
face, zipped up and walked out, slamming the stall door behind him. I
came moments later.  It couldn't have taken more that two minutes from
the time he entered the stall, to the time he came all over me.

               I went over to the dirty sink to clean myself up, and
looked at my face, dripping with his cum (he had a big load). When I left
the theater, I passed him and said "Thank you sir."  He didn't reply or
even look at me.