Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2018 16:36:21 +0000 From: buck Knife Subject: My Mistake My Mistake I won't bore you with the reasons I ended up at the video store, and I won't tell you how much of an Adonis I am. In reality, I'm past middle age, average in looks and have a pretty normal size dick. In any case this is an account of a video store visit two weeks ago and is as accurate as I can make it. I arrived at the video store at 9:00 pm Friday evening. I was happy to see the lot was pretty full, I had seen an on-line ad for the store and one person advised going only when the lot had many cars. I sat in my truck for some time trying to dredge up the courage to actually enter the store. The on-line ad also advised that a $10 fee, paid at the counter, would allow 4 hours in the theater and/or the video booths. My interest was in the booths, no interest in the theater. After convincing myself that leaving would only mean a return later, I walked to the door and entered. There were 3-4 people standing at the counter and holding a loud discussion with the two people behind the counter. At the time my primary concern was to get to a booth without running into someone that knew me. I quickly walked behind the group, forgot all about the entry fee, and at the end of the counter turned into a long hallway. No one called out to me and I suppose the clerks just hadn't paid attention to me. I saw some men just standing in the hallway. I think all the booth doors were on the left side and there appeared to be 15-20 of them. I saw that most of the doors were open and that many were totally dark. About 1/2 way down the hall there were 5-6 booths with videos playing. Without looking at any of the men I walked down the hall almost to the end and then went in a booth. I tried to insert a $5 bill in the slot but it wouldn't accept it. Thinking the booth was malfunctioning I went to the next booth but with the same result. By now I was really nervous and thinking I should just leave but as I walked back towards the hall entrance I decided to step into one of the booths with a video playing. I figured when it stopped I'd just add money. Now I realize that the booths were free, covered by the $10 fee. Inside I locked the door and then pulled out my cock. I was worried that someone would want to suck me but would lose interest on seeing my limp dick. I was only in the booth a minute or two when I heard the doors on the booths on either side being closed and locked. I was doing my best to get my dick to respond to my hand and the video but not having much success. To my great surprise, two cocks, one on either side pushed thru the hole in the wall. I was not interested in sucking a cock, not that I was uninitiated, but my fear of STD's had me convinced it would be a very bad idea. My desire was to stick my cock thru a hole in the wall and feel it being sucked into a warm wet mouth. I had fantasized about this for some time and it had become such a focus I absolutely had to achieve it. After a few moments I decided that fondling a cock would probably help me with my erection so I reached out and stroked the one on my left. This went on for a while and then the cock was withdrawn and a finger came thru the hole. I knew the meaning and pushed my almost erect dick thru the hole. I felt a hand and then a mouth but only for a moment then it seemed he tapped it and I pulled back out of the hole. He pushed his cock back thru the hole and I tried stroking him again. In just a few seconds he pulled away and I waited hoping to see his finger but nothing appeared and I thought he was not interested in continuing so I went back to watching the video and pulling on my dick. I heard the door rattle then open and a man stepped into my booth before I could say anything. I should explain, the door lock was one of those common slide locks. However, instead of being mounted parallel to the floor, it was mounted on about a 45 degree slant, meaning that jiggling the door let the lock slide open. I think this was done on purpose but I hadn't locked the doors of the two booths I tried first so don't know for certain. I started to say something when the guy reached out and grabbed my cock. I looked and saw that his cock was the one I had been stroking and that it was hanging out of his pants, meaning he had left his booth, gone into the hall and entered my booth with his dick hanging out the entire time. I should say it was not really hanging since his erection was obvious and full. We stood and stroked each other for a few moments and then he said "I want to fuck you". I was surprised and the only response I could think of was to say "I can't". I thought he said okay but in retrospect I think he said "it's okay". We didn't exchange names and for the sake of brevity I'll call him Joe. He tried to get his hand thru my fly but couldn't and he unbuckled my belt and pushed my jeans down to my ankles. He continued stroking me and rolled my balls around a little. The he reached up under my shirt and fondled my nipples. Occasionally he would pinch one and each time my cock would twitch. My shirt was not loose enough to allow easy access and he stopped long enough to unbutton it. I was enjoying the feeling of his touch and didn't object, even when he slipped it back over my shoulders and dropped it on the chair. Now I am standing there pretty much naked with Joe pulling on my cock and tweaking my nipples. I am so aroused it's difficult to stay focused. This time Joe said "I really want to fuck you" and I replied with the same lame "I can't". Joe's arm went around me and he rubbed and pinched my butt. He put a finger in his mouth and then he quickly pushed it into my ass. I want to tell him to stop but the words wouldn't come. He crouched down and lifted my foot up so he could pull my jeans off. By this time I think it was clear to Joe that I had surrendered and wouldn't stop him. I was totally naked except for my shoes and socks. He took a rubber out of his shirt pocket and pulled his pants down. I wanted to tell him to stop and leave but again the words wouldn't come. I couldn't even look away as he rolled the rubber on and then he pulled a packet of what I guessed was lubricant from his shirt. Joe told me to turn around and face the video screen. When I didn't move he grabbed my shoulders and turned me. He was saying " relax, relax, it's okay, just relax". I said "please, I don't want to do this". Even writing it I know how pathetic and stupid it sounds but it's all I could think of. Joe continued saying "it's okay, it's okay". I went into the video store, I walked into a booth. Only afterward I read that the protocol is the men considered to be `tops' stand in the hallway waiting. The guys that go into a booth are considered to be `bottoms' and going in the booth signifies that you are willing to service any cocks that poke thru the hole in the wall. I allowed Joe to come into the booth without complaint. I allowed Joe to strip me naked and watched as he put on a rubber. And, the best I could come up with was "Please, I don't want to do this". What an Idiot. I felt him searching with his cock and then a sudden intense and sharp pain as he pushed in. I yelped and tried to get away but had nowhere to go. Joe had his right arm around my waist, his hand grabbing my cock. When I cried out he reached up with his left hand to cover my mouth as he told me to "be quiet, relax, I'll go slow", After a few moments he began working his cock deeper inside me. He would push in a little then pull back then push in deeper each time. In a short time he was fully inside. He started a slow fucking motion, only moving a little and after a while the pain subsided some. I realized it had become a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same time. He continued stroking my now erect cock as he fucked me, all the time telling me how tight my ass was and how good it felt. When I made any sound he would remind me to relax. I heard a noise and looked to my left to see someone looking thru the hole watching me being fucked. Joe must have seen the same and he stopped moving. He told me to turn to the left. but I didn't understand and he grabbed my waist and started turning me as he moved with me. When we were facing the wall he gently pushed me forward. I soon understood what he wanted and I stopped resisting. As we approached the wall and he got my cock lined up with the hole he gave a final shove and pushed my cock thru the hole and my belly against the wall. I felt a mouth surround my cock and Joe resumed fucking me. It only took a minute and I said "I can't help it. I'm going to cum". Joe said "it's okay, I'm ready". I felt my balls pulling up and Joe must have felt it too as he increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts. I can't accurately describe the feeling as i came. I felt the first pulse and then felt Joe give 2 or 3 really hard thrusts and then he pushed against me and held it while he came. I felt myself shoot 3-4 more times and my knees almost gave out. I tried but couldn't help moaning. I heard Joe also making noises that sounded like he was also satisfied, Joe kept still for a few moments, I think he wanted to let his erection go down. He pulled out slowly and I stayed pressed to the wall. The guy sucking me was obviously trying to get the last drop. Joe cleaned up with the paper towels provided then pulled up his pants, patted me on the butt and said `thank you' before leaving the booth. I pulled my again limp dick out of the hole and sat down on the chair for a few minutes. I worried I'd fall on my butt if I didn't take some time to calm down. I used the paper towels to clean up and got dressed. Before I left the booth, two more cock were pushed thru the holes. I am one of those `cum and done' guys. As soon as I cum I start feeling guilty over what I've done and there is no way I wanted additional sex. I just wanted to get home, take a shower and consider what had occurred.