A grandpa-aged man with a face that looked like a roadmap of regret and a body that bore the ravages of time had positioned himself directly in front of the chair, blocking his view of the floor. Jake’s heart raced, his pulse a wild drum in his ears as he found a relatively secluded spot to satisfy his curiosity. Gay sex His body was not his own, a mere plaything for these men to use and discard. The sting from the blow was a sharp counterpoint to the fullness in his ass, a reminder that he was now theirs to use as they saw fit. The sensation of being filled so completely was unlike anything he had ever felt before, a mix of pain and pleasure that left him trembling and dizzy.As Larry’s cock slipped from him, Jake felt an emptiness that was almost as intense as the fullness had been. The taste was acrid, like a forgotten fruit left to rot in the sun, but the sensation of the man’s hand on the back of his head, guiding him in a rhythmic motion, was intoxicating.The theater’s patrons watched with rapt attention, their own hands moving in time with the show before them.
