PUSSYCAT THEATER:
The Pussycat Theaters were a chain of adult movie theaters, operating between the 1960s and the 1980s. Pussycat Theaters had 30 locations in California and were known for their cat-girl logo.
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Back in in the 1980's The Pussycat Theater was the ultimate venue for men of culture to immerse themselves in fine Adult Erotic Entertainment. Translation? Where pervs like me could watch porn for hours on a single five dollar ticket.
So, there I sat, in the back of the theater, off to the right side in a dark corner. Marilyn Chambers, Insatiable on the big screen, and me with my dick out and covered by a large bandanna. Every so often stroking it when a particularly hot scene played in front of me. This one was Marilyn's fantasy of John Holmes.
John Holmes. Johnny the Wad as he was nicknamed. Cock longer than a full foot and thick as a summer sausage. And there was Marilyn, bravely trying to keep it all in her mouth. Backing off every now and then to catch her breath and suck and lick along the shaft. As I was admiring the scene, is when someone sat down next to me.
"Beautiful, isn't it." He said, calmly as he took the seat to my left.
"Mmmm" I replied, noncommittally. "Quite a sight."
That was when this guy's hand, landed atop my bandanna, palm flat, just resting on my member undercover. I looked over and could just make out his smile in the dimly lit theater. The only light being from the large screen down front.
"Seeing such a magnificent male appendage on a forty foot screen must be very exciting." he commented. Then his palm rubbed me in a circular motion for a few seconds and I felt my cock throb at the touch.
"I've been watching you since you whipped it out and covered in with this signal." he claimed.
"I'm under the overhang. How..." I began and he interrupted me.
"We have peep holes in the floor of the booth." He grinned. "For security, but I let most people just do their thing."
"Then, why me? I asked. "What signal?" I went on to inquire.
"Your Bandanna." he stated. Then clarified. "The colors mean you are looking for Oral Sex and Anal Sex."
"I didn't know that." I stated. I wanted to end the conversation, but for some reason my cock was getting harder.
"I'll tell you all about the Hanky Codes later." he said. "But right now, if you say no, I'll let you be." I knew there was more, though. "Otherwise, let me help you out with your problem here." I nodded.
As he removed my bandanna and gripped my cock, he lowered himself and swallowed me whole. I had to stifle an expletive so as not to alert the rest of the theater hat was happening.
"I've never had a guy suck me off." I whispered in a strained voice. He took me out of his mouth for a moment and said;
"Does it really feel different than when your girlfriend does it?" I had to think about it for a minute. In that time he went right back to sucking my engorged member. It was twitching and throbbing in his mouth as he sucked and let his tongue wrap around it and play over the hole at the tip.
"No, it doesn't." I hissed through gritted teeth. "But you're also doing things she doesn't." I admitted.
With that he thew up a thumbs up sign, then sank all the way down to the root of my cock and swallowed, gripping my whole cock in his throat.
I groaned and my cock spasmed in his throat and I let loose a stream of hot cum. He grabbed my thighs and held tight, gulping down all of my cum, until I was spent.
He sat up and whispered. "That was kind of rude. But fun." Then he tossed my bandanna back over my crotch. "You really should warn someone when you're gonna cum in their mouth." he admonished, with a grin. "Wipe up." he ordered. "Looks like Johnny's about to sink his wad into Marilyn's tight box." he observed.
He held out a hand to me. "I'm Dante." he began. "I run the projection booth."
"I'm Jerry." I responded. "I've never had sex with a guy before." I admitted "But that was a fantastic blow job."