by LostFromBoston
This is similar to what happened to me ,although not as many. And mine was oral not Ana as well.
I really liked being watched while I suck a cock and or taking a big cock up my ass. I really don’t think I could take as many guys as our hero on your story, but I know I’m a fagot slut.
Anyone on here is welcome to help me achieve this and help me dress like this to go to a truck stop or rest stop. Don't be bashful I never say no.
One of bucket list fantasies, almost came when the strong was raping his nipples, that was extremely hawt
I remember the Pilgrim well. Lots of fun memories with the regular couples who would go there as well the regular guys.
I've done this many times (but not in Boston). I especially love it when a woman is watching me suck cock and get fucked. I always fantasize that it's my wife watching because that would be so hot. However, I'm still in the closet and she doesn't know that I'm a sissy faggot gay slut bitch -- just like you !!!
Please tell more stories. This one was really hot and made me cum all over my hand -- and I ate it all up !!!
I only made it to the Pilgrim once before it closed, during the winter on a rainy night and found more homeless than action. Years later I found the theater on Tremont Street, went just a few times and had only started to learn to enjoy myself before it closed. I've only dreamt about being the slut you write about. Thanks for writing!
I used to love the Turkish Baths Carver Street God it seems like yesterday.
I remember how pissed pop was when I got picked up in a sweep. NOT the best way to come out to your family
The Combat Zone kept my cravings for gay sex satisfied in the mid eighties. I would visit these wild establishments at lunch and at night, often wearing my a-bit-too-short running shorts and sleeveless t-shirt with the sides under the arms stretched down. I probably looked a lot like your theater slut and felt like one too. And I got lots of cock down my throat and fucking my hungry, shapely ass whenever I needed it, which was almost daily. I miss those times. Thanks for the memories.
It was called the Pilgrim and it was my all time favorite. Your story brought back a lot of memories. Well done, thank you.
I loved the back wall ... furthest from the entry. Also loved the "dark rooms" on either side of the theater.