After sucking my first cock I was really hooked. Now, there were even more ways to have fun at the arcade. Little did I know just how many more.
As I said in Chapter Two, the arcade where I gave my first blowjob became a favorite. It was reasonably clean, the booths were a decent size and it had a good selection of movies. It was also somewhat close to where I worked, and not very close to where I lived.
Not being close to where I lived was good because I had begun to make a few friends, male and female, and I wasn't sure what any of them would think of the idea of me being a cocksucker. Honestly, I didn't know myself.
I never went through the stage of questioning whether I was Gay that I hear a lot of guys experience. My take on it from very early was that it was sex, and sex was fun. It didn't matter whether the sex was with men or women. I was single and free to experiment.
Being close to work was nice. I would go over at lunch and/or stop by after work. I even started stopping by early in the morning from time to time. I wanted all I could get, as often as I could get it.
Of all the times of day, after work seemed the best. Early mornings were hit or miss, and I had a deadline. The crowd was usually better at lunch, but I still had a deadline.
One evening I stopped by and right away was able to suck a very nice cock. The guy came fast, which was fine with me. The sucking part is fun, but the creamy reward is the best part.
After he left his booth I was just sitting there, slowly stroking my cock and watching a movie, while keeping an eye on the hole. I had removed my pants and was able to finger my ass, using my precum for lube.
Pretty soon I heard the door of the booth next door open, close and latch. By this time, I had developed the habit of letting the person next door make the first move if I was already in the booth. Part of it was that I didn't want to appear to be overly eager, but the other part was to see what the other person wanted.
