Cinematic Suck-Off

Cinematic Suck-Off

Larry had heard about this kind of thing happening, but he had never actually done it. Never been on his knees in a porno theatre, his pants sticking to who knows what on the floor with some stranger’s dick buried to the short hairs in his mouth, sucking like one of the actors on the screen.

But god it was sexy. The man smelled like pipe tobacco and cologne, and his dick was fat and hard, stretching Larry’s mouth open so wide that a cocktail of saliva and pre-cum ran down the man’s stiff prick and pooled on his balls. Larry dove down the man’s shaft, burying his nose in his pubic hair, his chin pressing against the man’s nut sack, the throbbing cockhead practically rubbing against his tonsils. When he came back up, he was gasping for air, but the man placed his hand on the back of Larry’s head and pushed him down again.

Larry could hear the men on the screen grunting as they fucked each other’s mouths, and it made his own cock even harder. He bobbed up and down on the other man’s dick with renewed energy, rubbing his tongue along the underside of the fat shaft like he was strumming a guitar. He could hear the man moaning, drowned out by the film’s scratchy soundtrack.

As he continued stroking his mouth up and down the man’s shaft, Larry fumbled in his pants for his own throbbing prick. There was a wet spot on his pants where his dick had been leaking hot pre-cum. Groaning around his partner’s swollen cock, Larry fisted his own dick desperately. The man pressed his hands on Larry’s head as he dove upand down his length, sucking every inch of his hard cock.

“You like my big fat dick in your mouth?” one of the actors was saying. Larry groaned and pumped his piston some more.

“You want to suck my fat cock. You want me to shoot my cum in your mouth,” the actor said. Onscreen, the other man was making loud slurping sounds, sucking the speaker’s dick the same way Larry was sucking this man’s cock.

“Yeah, suck it, suck it just like that. Let me fuck your mouth.” Larry panted as the man shoved his dick into Larry’s mouth, the theatre seat squeaking as he thrust his hips up and down.

“You’re such a good little cocksucker. You look so hot with my big dick in your mouth.” Larry moaned, sucking the man’s cock harder as he jabbed it between Larry’s lips.

“Go on, jerk off. Let me see you fuck your fist while I fuck your mouth with my fat cock.” Larry could imagine that instead of the actor on the screen saying that, it was the man whose cock was thrusting in and out of his mouth.

Larry’s hand flew up and down his cock, which was so hard it was almost sore. “I’m gonna come,” the actor said. “I’m gonna shoot my load in your mouth.” Larry groaned and poured his load over his hand and onto the sticky floor. As his dick pulsed, he sucked the man’s cock frantically, reaching up to squeeze his balls.

“Unh,” the man on the screen groaned. “Unh,” Larry’s friend echoed, and Larry felt the warm flood of jism pouring onto his tongue. Larry swallowed, inhaling the smell of the man’s sweaty balls and salty cum.

Larry sat back on his knees, wiping his hands over his face. He zipped up his pants and moved up to sit in the seat next to the other man, who was wiping his limp cock and stuffing it back into his zipper.

“Thanks,” the man whispered, and left quietly.

Larry stared up at the screen, tired, the taste of the man’s cum still on his tongue. The film ended and a new one began. The row of seats shifted and another man sat down beside him. Larry looked over and smiled.