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Others might take money for this, but - not me. I would feel bad charging money for something I enjoy so much. Most of the free gay stories I've written over the years have actually happened to me that way. And that's probably why I find them so awesome.

I often find myself getting a boner while I write. Simply because it makes me so horny to remember.

One of the best free gay stories, I think, I would like to share with you here. It comes from my category "Actually so happened" and takes place in "my gay cinema" around the corner. I am a frequent guest here.

Not because I do not know that there are also many horny porn on the net, but rather because I appreciate the basic horny atmosphere. I like the mixture of the smell of disinfectant, sweat and sex. I find that nowhere smells as horny as here. But enough introduction. Let's get to the essentials.

Actually, I just wanted to ...

Don't many free gay stories start with these very words? Mine too. All I really wanted to do was disappear into one of the booths, watch a strip, jerk off and come. That's all I often need. Besides, I didn't have long. Short, let off steam and then run away again ... That's exactly what I had in mind. So I looked at the "offers of the day", had actually already chosen a movie and was about to lock up, when a guy nudged me. "Not in the mood for all of us?" he asked.

"Who's all?" - actually I thought he was cute, but was also a little annoyed. Sometimes you just want to enjoy his privacy! Also and JUST in the sex cinema.

"Well, we've got the room to ourselves over there with about ten guys!" he said. "Up for gang bang?" At that, he was already playing with his cock and I got a little curious. Without saying a word, I left my booth behind.

Arriving in the cinema hall, I was presented with a strange picture. I can't describe it in any other way.

The (there were actually) ten guys - plus the two of us - were lying on the floor. All of them naked. It almost seemed as if they had been waiting for us. Because: when we came in, they started to jerk off as if on command. It wasn't long before the first ones started moaning. However, part of the moaning also came from the screen, where sperm was already diligently distributed.

The guy who had asked me to come along now asked me if I wanted to lie down at the end of the line. Why not? So I lay down next to the last guy and ... Who would have thought it? ... jerked off.

But my "pickup man" obviously had another task. He started at the other end of the line and gave "number 1" a blow job. Now they all sat up to better watch the goings-on. Their eyes fixed on the two, they continued to jerk off, but only so intensely that none of them came. Except for "number 1." It didn't take long for him to cum and relax and slump backwards.

What came next had something of an assembly line feel to it. My pickup man satisfied one after the other and it actually seemed to be the unspoken challenge to wait until he redeemed one. In the process, he became more and more inventive. Freely after the slogan "Only Blowjob is boring!", he satisfied the types in the most different ways. And at the latest from number 7 it was also tight for me. So tight that I actually had to stop scrubbing. After all, I also wanted to enjoy being satisfied by him.

However, he noticed exactly that. He laughed, "Don't cheat!". I rolled my eyes. After all, you don't want to be a killjoy.

So I set about spoiling myself again. But really only as slowly as possible. In between, I tried to think about my tax return.

With the guy who lay right next to me, it was again close. He seemed to be having fun exploiting my "need", knelt in front of me and spread his ass cheeks. When the "pickup guy" (I still don't know his name) then fucked him, he moaned louder than the guys on the screen. "Finally!", "Oh yeah!", "Harder!" ... These words almost drove me into ecstasy.

Finally the guy next to me squirted and it was my turn. I was sure that the guy had to touch my cock only once and I would come. But: That was not so. Above all, the guy did not intend to lay hands on me at all. He knelt down in front of me. "Come on!" he said. "Get it for me!"

And I wanted to disappear into a cabin alone beforehand? Was I stupid? We became the "grand finale". The men who felt like a second round gathered around us and I heard jerking cocks. There were seven left in all. I gave it to the guy doggy style and wanted to get revenge for the long wait. Again and again I pulled out my cock and looked at the others who were cheering me on. It didn't take long and I had the first load of cum in my face. However, I managed to concentrate myself again and again. I wanted to take the "pickup" through, as he had never been taken through.

Just before I came, one of the guys turned my head to the side and put a cock in my mouth. I blew until he came screaming. After that I could devote myself again to the man in front of me.

"I'm coming!" he roared. Good thing. Because now I was ready too. I saw my cock disappear into him again and again, and out of the corner of my eye I could see another man jerking off my "passive buddy". I think in the end we jerked off together and it was one of the hottest orgasms I've ever had.

I find it a bit of a shame that I have absolutely no idea who I owe the plot to this free gay stories. Because: After our little orgy all went their ways again. Some said goodbye in the direction of the cabin. Others in the direction of the exit. I stopped by the adjacent sex store afterwards. I love to take toys for home. This time I decided on a dildo, which I tested extensively in the evening while bathing. I thought of the different guys who had gotten it for each other today. About waiting for the orgasm and the horny sound of jerking cocks.

It wasn't until I reviewed the evening that I realized I had completely tuned out the action on the screen. Sometimes "real life" is more awesome than any movie. And before I go straight to one of the booths next time, I'll definitely take another look at my new favorite playground. Maybe I'll meet up with my "fetcher" again?

 

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