I happened to have a rare afternoon free in the middle of the week. With no one to bother me, I could enjoy some fun for myself. So, naturally, I decided to go to the local theater and enjoy the day there.
I've described the theater's layout in my previous stories, so I won't use as much detail as usual describing them.
I had already scoped out the booths, and nothing was really going on, so after a brief time stroking to porn, I entered the theater. There really wasn't much going on in the first two rooms, but as I made my way to the back, things started to pick up.
As I walked into the back room, there were three men standing a good distance from one another, watching the shemale porn playing in the small monitor in the corner of the room. They kept trading glances, and as I walk in, they all look over at me. Not meaning to interrupt anything, I lean on the wall on the right side of the room watching porn, and observing the men in the room.
A moment later, a younger guy wearing basketball shorts, a hoodie, and sunglasses (it's so fucking dark in there, I don't know how he did it) walks in, and again, immediate attention on him.
For a good while there were about five of us feeling ourselves and glancing at one another. A good bit later I see two of the men gravitating towards each other before I decide to go for a walk.
I go to the elevated area in the gay theater, unzip my jeans and begin to stroke my bare, hard cock. I was watching the three muscular men on the screen giving oral to one another. It was really hot and turned me on quite a bit.