My Encounter with the Stranger at ABS

I’d previously shared a hypothetical account of my first time, but this is the actual story of my first experience. It occurred not long after the events I’d previously described. At the time, I was 20 years old, a virgin, and intensely fascinated by naked women.

This particular adult establishment, ABS, had a unique layout with a theater section and video booths in the other. The booths were arranged around the room, with a cluster in the middle. They had padded seats, but no doors, which both confused and excited me. I could see and hear what other guys were watching, and occasionally, I’d see someone pleasuring themselves. I was a bit perplexed, but also intrigued.

One day, I was standing in a booth, flipping through channels, looking for something interesting, when a guy stepped into the doorway, glanced at the screen, and said, “Channel 6 has some great content.” He then walked away. I was taken aback by this, so I switched to channel 6, where I saw three men in Navy uniforms undressing each other. I wasn’t interested in watching gay content, and I could hear others watching the same videos nearby. The guy in the booth next to me was fully engaged, whacking off right in front of me.

I quickly looked up to see where that guy had gone, and he was now in the booth directly across from me. I changed the channel as quickly as possible, trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling. After spending my tokens, I left the establishment and walked out into the parking lot.

As I approached my car, I noticed the car next to mine had its hood up, and someone was tinkering with the engine. I walked over to offer assistance and asked if they needed any help. The guy replied that he had a dead battery and asked if I had any jumper cables. I apologized and said I didn’t have any but offered him a ride home, which he gratefully accepted.

As we drove, he introduced himself as Kyle and asked about my work as a delivery driver. I mentioned I’d just moved to San Diego and was still getting familiar with the area. He mentioned he lived in a condo in Hillcrest and invited me in for a beer and some conversation. I agreed, thinking it would be a friendly gesture.

Upon entering his condo, I was struck by the cozy atmosphere. We chatted for a bit, and he asked if I went to adult theaters often. I confessed that I’d never been to one before, and he found this amusing. He then inquired about my relationship status and whether I had a girlfriend. I replied that I didn’t, and he asked if I was a virgin. I blushed and admitted the truth.

Kyle got up to grab more beers, and we continued our conversation. As I finished my drink, I mentioned it was getting late and I should head home. However, Kyle suggested I stay and have another beer, saying he could drive me home safely. I agreed, and he turned on the TV, showing a news program. We watched together, and he refilled my beer.

After the news ended, Kyle suggested we watch some videos. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but he assured me it would be fun. He pressed play, and a pornographic film began to play. I wasn’t paying attention to the screen, but I noticed Kyle was sitting close to me, with his arm around my shoulders. He leaned in and asked if he could kiss me. I stuttered, saying I didn’t think that was a good idea, but he replied, “How do you know if I haven’t tried it?”

He asked for just a kiss, and I hesitated, but he went ahead and kissed me. It wasn’t bad, and I felt a spark of attraction. Kyle leaned in again, and we shared another kiss. As he pulled back, he reached down and cupped my cock, saying, “It feels like you liked the kiss.” I was taken aback, but also excited.

Kyle pulled my shirt up, exposing my chest, and leaned in to kiss my nipple. He took it in his teeth and pulled on it, sending shivers down my spine. I gasped, and he looked up, smiling. He moved to the other nipple, doing the same thing, and I felt a rush of pleasure. He grabbed my head and kissed me harder this time, and I didn’t know what to do with my hands.

Kyle reached down and moved my hands away, rubbing my growing cock. He started to undo my belt and the top button on my pants. Pushing me back on the couch, he straddled me and leaned my head back to kiss me again.

Just then, the sound of two men fucking filled the room, courtesy of the TV, which Kyle had turned up to max volume. He fumbled for the remote to turn it down, and I looked up to see the men in the video fucking on the table in the restaurant. The tall one was holding the other guy’s legs up while he slid in and out of him.

Kyle turned back to me, pulling my head up to his, and buried his tongue in my mouth. He caressed my head and leaned into my body, grinding his cock against my chest. I reached up and undid his pants, unzipping them and pulling them down over his ass. His cock was bulging in his underwear, and he ground up against me, brushing up and down.

Kyle pulled back, looking at me, and said, “I thought you were not gay.” He stood up, pulling me up from the couch, and stepped out of his pants. He dropped to his knees and finished unbuttoning my pants, pulling them and my underwear down, exposing my growing cock. He leaned in and licked the head with a quick darting tongue.

He leaned in, coming up under my cock, resting it on his lips, and looked up at me. He said, “Let me show you.” He watched my reaction, and as I nodded yes, he opened his mouth and swallowed my dick. I could feel myself swelling in his mouth, and he started slowly sliding my dick in and out of his mouth.

I had seen this in videos before, but Kyle’s warm mouth sliding up and down my dick was incredible. He knew what he was doing, and he worked his head up and down my cock, slowly wrapping his lips over the head and then back down. He squeezed my balls, and I moaned as he continued to move up and down my cock.

I started to feel like I was going to cum, and I pulled back, but Kyle stayed right on top of it, his tongue on the bottom rubbing. I passed the point of stopping, and I moaned, pushing my dick deeper into Kyle’s throat. I spurted hot cum down his throat, and he moaned, burying his face in my pubic to keep all the cum in his mouth.

He swallowed, and I could feel him relax, pulling my dick out and licking it clean. He let out a big breath and stood up, pulling me to him tightly, locking his mouth on mine, and probing with his tongue. I shared the cum he’d just sucked from my dick with him, and it was warm and salty.

Looking up at the screen, I saw the two guys in the restaurant still fucking. The tall one was sitting in a chair, and the other guy was guiding his cock into his ass and bouncing down on it forcefully. Kyle turned to me, saying he’d go slow, and that I could stop anytime I wanted.

He spread a blanket on the couch, placed a pillow in the middle, and led me to it. He turned me around, kissing me, and told me to lay back. He then lifted my legs up, positioning the pillow under me so my ass was up higher and pointed up. Reaching into a basket at the end of the couch, he brought out a bottle and a package of condoms.

He opened the bottle and dribbled some lube down on my exposed ass, using his thumb to rub around the rim and up and down the crack. He put a little more lube on his fingers and slowly slid one in my ass. I winced a bit, as it was the first time anything had ever been in my ass, but Kyle was slow and gentle, just rocking his finger back and forth, one finger in me and his thumb rubbing around my asshole.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled his fingers back and grabbed the condoms. I looked up to see the guys on the TV had changed positions again. The guy getting fucked was now bent over the table, and the guy fucking him was pounding harder and harder into him. Kyle shook his head, saying that wouldn’t be my experience tonight.

With the condom securely in place, Kyle resumed his gentle ministrations, his fingers dancing across my asshole in a soothing rhythm. One finger slipped inside, while another teased the outer rim, sending shivers down my spine.

Kyle: “Are you ready?”

I nodded, my heart pounding in anticipation. He raised me slightly, and with a gentle pressure, slid the tip of his dick into my waiting asshole. I felt a thrill of pleasure as he paused, allowing me to adjust to the sensation.

Kyle: “How’s that?”

I nodded again, and he slid in a little farther, his movements slow and deliberate. As I whimpered, he pulled back, then slid in again, his eyes locked on mine.

Kyle: “Tell me what you want.”

I shook my head, and he smiled, understanding. He slid back in, his balls riding up against me as he leaned in, his cock buried deep within my ass.

Kyle: “Like that?”

I moaned in response, and he started moving in and out, his strokes slow and controlled. He leaned in, his chest against my back, and whispered in my ear, “You feel so good.”

Kyle: “Your ass is so tight.”

I smiled, feeling a surge of pleasure, and reached back to wrap my hand around the back of his head, pulling him in for a kiss.

Kyle: “You’re so beautiful when you’re like this.”

As we broke apart for air, he asked, “Want to try something else?” I nodded, and he pulled out, allowing me to roll onto my hands and knees. He stood behind me, his dick poised above my waiting asshole, and slid in with a smooth, practiced motion.

This new position sent shivers down my spine, and I felt him deeper inside me than before. He picked up the pace, his movements short and intense, and I felt his sweat dripping onto my back.

Kyle: “I’m close.”

As I lost my balance and fell face-first onto the carpet, he leaned in, his arms wrapping around me, holding me in place as he pumped into me with reckless abandon.

Kyle: “Yeah… yeah… I’m there.”

With a final, deep thrust, he locked his arms around me, his body arched in ecstasy, and I felt him pulse with release. He pulled out, and we lay there, panting, his cock still throbbing with pleasure.

Kyle: “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to push you down so hard.”

He leaned over, wiping sweat from my face, and I reached up to touch his chest, feeling his heart pounding in time with mine. I looked down at his still-drooping cock, and reached out to brush away a drop of cum.

As we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together.