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TenderloinTales5

Tenderloin Tales

Gavin's Misadventure from the imagination of California Dreamer © 2001,

all rights retained.

Critiques invited and responded to. califdrmr@hotmail.com



San Francisco has everything. chinese noodles, Mexican tortillas or

good old US of A hamburgers at four A.M. in the morning. Big titted girls
with dicks in the evening. A hot mouth in the afternoon. That wasn't

gender specific, was it.







In this adventure Gavin, our sturdy pawn in the game of sex, drugs and

Rock and Roll San Francisco style, finds himself at loose ends one Saturday

afternoon. He has an urge for some solo sleaze so chooses to check out one

of the porno theaters in town. Not the world famous Mitchell Brother's

O'Farrel Theater but one of the many in the Tenderloin.

"Jesus, that's hot."

The young guy sitting two seats away was very agitated. We were the

only two sitting in the front row of the smelly dark theater. The screen

showed a redhead mauling her large drooping tits. Her mouth gaping as the

male actor stroked his long cock at her face. He rubbed the large, very

red bulbous head over her lips and cheek.

"Shit, <b>he</b> is so <b>hot</b>." The guy unzipped and pried out a

long hardon.

"What the hell?" I whispered, amazed that the guy had his dick out,

jerking off in a public theater.

The actor squirted a big stream of come straight into the redhead's

mouth.

"Oh, fuck," the guy groaned as he jacked his cock. His belly lurched

forward and he shot a big glob of come about six feet away onto the theater

floor. I heard it splat with authority. He shuddered and groaned, his

eyes fixed on the cock sucking redhead.

"God, that was a good one." The guy sighed and shuddered, stroking his

softening penis. He leaned his head back and blew out a big lung full of

air.

I couldn't help but agree but for a different reason. The redhead was

scrumptious. Cute and more emotive than most porn actresses. The woman

pulled the dick out of her mouth and smiled at the camera, smacking her

lips.

"I love a big mouthful of come. Don't you wish it was yours, boys?" She

stuck out a long pink tongue and licked slowly around her carmined lips.

She smiled lewdly into the camera making my dick twitch. The redhead's

face faded into a shot of Ron Jeremy's extra long cock sliding in and out

of yet another blond woman's mouth. He was sitting on her chest,

forcefully fucking her face.

A big guy walked in front of me, blocking the screen.

"Can I sit here?" He gestured to the seat next to mine.

"Sure." I didn't care where he sat as long as I could watch Ron Jeremy

do the nasty with the blond.

He turned and dropped his pants to his ankles and sat heavily. His

thick dick was hard, sort of waving in the air. He fisted it and let out a

big sigh. I stared at him. First at his face, lit by the flickering

screen then at his crotch then quickly back to his face. I almost stood up

to get away when he turned his head in my direction, glancing down at my

crotch.

"Suck my cock?" He asked, most amiable.

I shook my head and waved a hand at him feeling annoyed and nervous with

his intrusion. He turned his head to his right.

"Suck my cock?" He asked the kid, still amiable.

The guy reached over and started squeezing the big guy's dick head with

his fingertips.

"Suck. I'll give you a big mouthful of come in about one minute. I

gotta weeks worth in there."

The young guy didn't say a word. He swiveled over the big guys leg and

dropped to his knees. His close cropped head dropped and I heard him moan

with pleasure as he sucked down noisily. He started slurping and moaning,

twisting his head slightly with each change of direction.

"What the hell?" I blurted. I didn't know where to look. At the blond
on the screen or the action right in front of me.

The big guy laughed. "First time?"

"What?" I jerked my eyes off the bobbing head, the sucking mouth. The

big guy was grinning at me in a rather superior way.

"You seem surprised so I guess you haven't 'come' here before."

"No."

Truth. I'd been here once before and had noticed some shuffling among

the dark shadows in the back row. I'd thought it had been winos sleeping

it off.

"This guy's good. A hot velvet mouth. Chew the head, guy. Gently.

Then deep throat me."

I saw the sucker's teeth flash. The suckee tilted his head back and

groaned.

I had to blink hard or my eyeballs would have popped out. The cock

sucker slid down the long fat cock and buried his nose in the guys pubic

hair. He swiveled his head back and forth. I could see his throat muscles

working. There was a flash of movement between the suckers legs. He was

jerking his own hard dick while he sucked.

I heard a woman's voice screech. Ron Jeremy was furiously jacking his

cock while she sucked on him. His fingers were laced in her hair on the

top of her head and he was pushing and pulling her off of and onto his

dick. I didn't know where to look.

"Ung, fuck." The big guy grunted, his body jerking. The cock sucker

whined harmony. "Uun, fuck. Un." The big guy shuddered mightily.

"Shivered my timbers, matey. That one did." He shuddered again and

looked at me. He took a deep breath and blew sour beer stench in my face.

"Let him suck your cock. I like to watch too." The cock sucker between

his knees raised his eyes to mine. His eyebrows went up, asking please,

can I?"

I didn't move. I guess he took that for a yes because he palmed the

bulge in the front of my pants. He fumbled my zipper down and gentle

fingers sought his prize. He knee shuffled over to get between my legs.

His fingers flipped my belt open. The button undone with a practiced

twist, he tugged at the waist band. I didn't move so he patted my butt.

"Lift," he said.

I lifted. The air was cool on my naked legs. He stroked my rigid

member with gentle finger tips.

"I want to suck," he growled. Then he drawled slowly, lingering on the

last word lovingly. "Your leg."

He grinned in a delighted way and slid his lips down on me.

"Oh, my god!" I blurted.

This was almost too much. His mouth felt so good, my brain

scintillated. Jesus, I'm sitting in a public theater, half naked. There's

a guy, a GUY sucking my dick. No, not sucking it, he's loving it. He's

paying homage to it. I realized that I, the owner of said dick didn't

count. This kid was dick centric. He loved dick. Craved dick. And his

reward.

I felt my balls begin to tighten. I drove my hips up hard into his

face. He bottomed out. His throat muscled performed a magic Shiatsu

massage. Finally, he had to come off for air.

"I love your dick. It's a perfect fit in my mouth." He smiled sweetly

into my face. "I'll lick your balls. I'd like that. You must be a blond,

your hairs are baby soft."

I felt a pang of annoyance. We weren't here for conversation. I wanted

his mouth back. Now. I hunched my hips at his face. My fears were gone.

Everything was gone. Except for my dick. And now my balls. He was

licking my balls! Like my sweat was coming from the fountain of youth.

Like it was liquid pleasure for him.

I started moaning, "Suck my cock. Make me come. I wanna come now!"

I think I must have howled the last word. He started bobbing and

sucking in earnest. Fast, hard, demanding. There was no transition. One

minute I was in an ethereal, out of body, holding pattern of pure pleasure.

The next, I was spurting molten lava. It was like this kid was sucking my

spine out through that little hole. Each vertebrae causing a ripple of

electric pleasure to jolt me. I had to force his head away with both

hands. He didn't want to give it up.

The kid was panting and grinning, a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

He chuckled softly. "Got your cherry, didn't I." He sounded very

pleased with himself.

"Hunh?" It's hard to be articulate with your pants down around your

ankles and your balls imploded.

"I'm the first <b>guy</b> to suck you off, right?" He seemed proud.

"Yah. You are," I panted, dazed, emptied, starting to feel a little

revolted.

I wondered if he'd be the last. God, I love San Francisco. A new and

different adventure every day.