This is a story about one day while I was home from college on Spring Break. All my college friends had gone away for the break, but I didn't have enough money so I just went home. The problem was that none of my friends were on break for the same week, so I was bored out of my mind. I spent most of my days lying out in the back trying to get a tan or sitting at the computer reading erotic stories and jerking off.
I'm a pretty good looking guy, 6 feet tall, 160 lbs and in good shape. I'd dated a bunch of girls, but found myself increasingly excited by the idea of sex with a guy. While searching the web I found myself getting most excited by pictures of shemales and reading stories of gay sex. One particularly boring day, I decided I needed to try it for real.
About a year earlier an adult movie store open not to far from my parents' house. I had driven by a million times and always wondered about looking inside. What stopped me was always the thought that someone I knew might see me. I didn't want it getting back to my friends or parents that I was hanging out in an adult store. On this day, though, I decided to go.
My parents were both at work, but I had my own car at home. It was a pretty hot, sunny day, so I decided I'd wear shorts and a button-down short sleeve shirt, but no underware. I also put on a baseball cap and sunglasses (still a bit paranoid about being recognized), and sandals for my feet. On the drive over I was shaking with nerves. I couldn't figure out if I was more nervous about being found out, or what my first experience with a man.
I have a fairly recognizable car, so I was afraid to park it in the adult store parking lot. I drove past it to the strip mall nextdoor and parked by a Chinese restaurant. I got out and hurried across to the adult store looking around to make sure no one recognized me. Inside I actually started to relax a bit, unworried about being caught since anyone I knew inside was equally busted.
The store had a desk for the cashier at the front and then rows of adult movies and magazines in the middle arranged front to back. The back wall had a doorway cut out of the left side which was blocked by beaded strings hanging down. Next to the doorway was a sign advertising movie booths and an arrow pointing thru the doorway. There was also a change machine and a sign that said "Quarters Only Inside."
I wandered the ailes for a few minutes gathering up my nerves and getting hornier and hornier looking at the pornos. There were three other guys walking around in there. One was a normal looking fortysomething guy checking out the gangbang movies. One was a guy who looked about sixty looking at the gay magazines. The third was a guy who appeared in his mid-thirties and kept glancing at me and looking away quickly. After a few minutes, the 3rd guy went back into the movie section.