Gay Erotic Stories

I was in a really shity mood. I had just lost the last of my unemployment benefits and had 20 bucks to my name. I knew I had a fridge full of food and a plane ticket home to New York at the end of the week so I thought I would spend my last few bucks at a male adult movie house right up the street. There was a drizzle coming down so for the few blocks to the theatre I had worn my hooded shirt. It was always a little cool in the theatre anyway. I paid my money and stepped into the darkness. The place wasn't very busy. The back row had three seats open at the end and I copped a squat so my eyes could adjust to the theatre.

I was about ready to start my search for cocksuckers when the door to my left opened up. There in the doorframe was my old boss--the one that had just fired my ass. Just because a guy gets caught taking boxes to his car full of office supplies doesn't mean you should get fired?

I pulled my hood back up over my head. Not for fear that he would see me, but I didn't want him to know I was there and leave. I wanted to see what this asshole was up to. Let me tell you what this guy looked like. He's 6' 4", dark hair with just a hint of gray on the sideburns. Handsome is a word that gets tossed about easily but this man was drop dead stone fox. Did I tell you he was married with two kids? Until this moment I thought he was a breeder through and through. My bad!

I watched as he made his to the right front of the theatre. He checked out every man or groups of men that he encountered in the trip down the row. I could see his hand was working on something in the front and when he turned into a row I could see that it was a sizeable weapon--ten inches and cut. I was thinking that the homeless looking guy he was walking into was going to be one lucky cocksucker. Boy, how wrong was I. My old boss, who had not taken off any of his office drag but his coat, dropped to his knees and dove into the guy’s lap.

It took me three seconds to get down there and view this. When I got up there I was trying to hide my face, but I needn't have worried. This cocksucking pig would not have looked up if his wife had walked in.

The homeless guy was moaning and had his hands on the back of my boss' head pushing him down on the six-inch dick. He took time to ask, "You like that cock in your mouth, don't you boy?" The boss taking just a few seconds pulled off to say, "Yes sir." I can't tell you what a thrill it was watching that fucker. I was hard myself and wanted to get into the action. I sort of whispered into the homeless guy’s ear, loud enough for the boss to hear, "Maybe this pig would like to eat your ass."

The boss looked up with his eyes glazed over. "Yes sir, let me eat your ass. Please?" My boss looked right at me and I know he didn't see me.

The homeless guy stood up turned around and dropped his rags to the floor. The smell was strong but my boss had his tongue up his ass so fast that it even surprised the guy. "I'm going to cum buddy." and he started shooting all over the back of the chair. My boss whipped him around just in time to get the last blast in his mouth. He whimpered when that was all he had left.

My boss took out his wallet and gave the guy two bills. The homeless guy was in hog heaven. He pulled up his pants and left the row clutching the bills in his hand. My boss, feeling bummed that he didn't get the full load sat down in the same chair that the man had creamed, not caring about the mess. I sort of felt sorry for him--sort of, but not really.

"You're not done yet cock sucker." I thundered and I grabbed his head and turned him around to eat my cock. He just whimpered again, but for a different reason. It was a happy sound.

I let him work on me over the row of seats for a few minutes and then told him to get back here with me. The boy must have been a hurdler in high school ‘cause he was over with me in a shot.

I talked dirty to him. He was really getting off on it. I wouldn't let him touch himself. Every once in a while I would give his cock a pull. He moaned loud enough for everyone in the theatre would look. I worked a hand down the back of his pants and stuck a finger up his ass. He about went crazy.

"Turn the fuck around, cocksucker. It's time to fill another hole for a while." I ordered.

He moved as if his life depended on it. I got down and ate his ass, still clean and smelling good from his morning shower. He helped by opening up his ass cheeks with his hands. Without warning him I stood and shoved my seven inches of cock to the hilt. He started shooting his cum that started my own dick cumming up his ass. He was still shooting when I pulled out.

He quickly pulled up his pants, got out his wallet and took out a bunch of bills, shoving them into my hand, and then running out of the theatre. I just laughed. When I looked at the wad of bills I stopped laughing. I had five $100 bills in my fist.

Talk about cumming into money.