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As you can guess from the tag line, this one will involve members of both sexes. But, before that, it will also involve a couple of other firsts. These three events are the most memorable from my times at a place I've yet to mention.
So far in these stories, I've talked about places around Louisville on the Kentucky side of the Ohio River. This time, I'm moving it across the river to the Southern Indiana city of Clarksville. I didn't go to this location very often because it took a little bit more of an effort to get there.
This place started life many years ago as a regular drive-in theater. At some point, the drive-in started showing adult films. This was before my time in the area, but I heard stories and the evidence was still there. The screen was still up and there was a large fence built around the parking area for the drive-in to prevent any unwanted, (or unpaid), viewing of the films. This must have been interesting because the screen faced towards Interstate 65, probably about a quarter of a mile away. I'm assuming by the position of the fence nothing could be seen from the highway.
Anyway, by the time I arrived, the drive-in was not operating. Inside the building which formed the base of the screen was a bookstore, arcade and two theaters. The arcade evolved and improved a little in the time I was there. The theaters were divided into one straight and one gay.
Since I still wasn't sure about being in the same room as anyone else, I avoided the theaters and started by going to the arcade, which was always a pretty good time. The arcade area was large with a lot of booths. The inside walls of the booths were white which I like because you can see quite a bit better, both in your booth and looking next door through the hole.
Instead of chairs in the booths, they had wooden stools, which were great for just leaning back on and stuff like that.
The only gripe was that the glory holes weren't very large. They were large enough for most cocks, but thinking back on it now, I've sucked a few that probably would not have fit through these holes.
One night, I was in a booth one from the end of the row. The hole in my booth connected to the last one that was against the wall.
I went in and did my usual preparation of completely removing my pants, slid the stool into the corner and leaned on it while I stroked and watched the hole.
After not very long someone entered the booth next door, looked through the hole and slid his fingers along the edge. I was just getting started and not even completely hard, but I stepped over and slid my semi-erect cock through. It immediately when into a mouth, but to say I wasn't impressed was an understatement.
This guy was one of those who thought the sloppier the blow job, the better. I suppose some guys like those, but I really don't. I need a at least a little friction to get things moving. Sloppy, slobbering blowjobs are like sticking my dick in a glass of water.
I let him go on for a bit and then pulled back and slid my fingers along the hole. He took the hint and a nice, but kind of small, cock poked through. I got down on my knees and began trying to give him the feeling I wanted him to give me.
Soon, he pulled back and dropped down to the hole. He asked me if I would go out to his truck with him. See, the area that had been where the cars parked to watch the drive-in movies was now a large, vacant space. There were always a few tractor-trailers parked there.
This put me in a spot. Until now, I had never even been in a booth with someone else, much less get into another person's vehicle. I don't really know why, but I decided this was the night and told him OK.
I pulled on my pants and we exited the booths about the same time. When I got a look at him, he was older, probably in his fifties, and kind of short. Otherwise, his appearance was unremarkable.
I followed him out to the parking area in the back. He let me in the passenger's side door of the truck, then walked around and got in the other side. I wasn't sure how to lock the door, but he took care of that once he got in.
The sleeper area of the truck was bigger than average, but nothing like the miniature apartments you see rolling down the highway today. Still, it was large enough that we could both get back there and he could draw a curtain across the opening.
He started getting undressed and I did the same. Once we were naked, I asked him what he liked to do. He said he liked to suck and be sucked. He said he also liked to be fucked, but that he didn't get hard enough to fuck someone.
He laid down on the bed and I went back to work on his cock. He wasn't lying. I was doing some of my best work and he was only about three quarters stiff.
We traded spots and he went back to slobbering on my cock. I was beginning to think this whole adventure was going to be for nothing when he stopped and asked me to fuck him.
He laid on his back crossways on the mattress so I could stand/squat near the side. He threw his legs back and spread his cheeks. I had some precum going and slid the head of my cock along his crack, lingering at his hole.
Then he reached over towards the head of the mattress and grabbed what I supposed was lube. It was, sort of. He produced a jar of honest to goodness Vaseline! I know this is what straight people think gay and bi guys use, but we all know that it just doesn't work very well and there are better options. Of course, at this point, the only guy I had fucked was the guy from Chapter 5, so I really didn't know any better, either.
He smeared some on his ass, and then on my cock. As awkward as the position was, I eventually got the head inside him. He must have been serious about liking to get fucked, because he never hesitated or asked me to stop or slow down. I slid slowly into him and then held it there for a second before easing back out.
