by: SDC
I’m sure that most of you would agree that there are some things in life which might seem unbelievable when you first hear (or read) about them, and my stories here might seem like the stuff of fantasies, but I assure you that what I write here are true and unsensationalized facts of my life.First, let me introduce myself. My name is Sean, I’m about 5’8″ tall, I have a toned body, nice ass, fair complexion, and a lot of people say that I’m quite good looking. I have deep dimples on both sides of my cheek and they say I look a lot like Aga Muhlach.
Formal suits and bondage are my fetish. Perhaps because of the fact that I hold a position of authority at my job, and because I come from an affluent family and raised to be a conservative, wholesome, religious person, when it comes to sex, I like being the one who is humiliated, used and abused. I am definitely not effem, nor do any of my friends know my sexual proclivities. I am also as straight (looking) as they come, and in the opinion of my friends and family, am quite good looking as well.
I’ve read about Alta Theater from several gay websites and had my first dose of multiple partners in that movie house. It seems natural, therefore, that the continuation of my sexual humiliations happen in the same setting.
One night, after visiting some relatives at Pasig several years ago, I chanced upon a theater there near the town plaza/church called Victoria (I think this is already gone and now replaced with a bookstore). It was an old, rundown place, just the type you’d suspect of having illicit activities inside.
I just came from the office before visiting my relatives, so I was again all suited up: blue long sleeved shirt with gold cuff links in a french cuff, pale yellow necktie, wool khaki pants, and brown Bass leather loafers. I parked my car someplace near and splashed on some Armani cologne before alighting. This was around 9pm and I was barely able to buy a ticket before the booth closed. I entered the cinema and sat down in an orchestra seat near the screen. There were some people in the seats in front and behind me, but no one was seated on my row at this point.
Barely 5 minutes passed before someone sat beside me to my left, then another person sat beside me on my right. The guy on my left was around 30 years old, very thin, and approx. 5’4″ tall. He, or should I say “she”, had long hair, was in full makeup and lipstick and wearing a skimpy sando and short-shorts and high heeled sandals. The one on my right looked like a beggar, he (she?) was an effem, in his (her?) late forties, unkept shoulder length hair that reeked of grease and dust, grimy sando and shorts, and old rubber slippers. Needless to say, this guy (girl?) didn’t smell very good and looked like he also wasn’t acquainted with the verb “to bathe.”
I just sat there in my seat, pretending to watch the movie and not minding the two strangers who now sat beside me. The guy on my left presumed (correctly) that this was a sign for him to proceed with what he wanted to do, and so he started touching the cuffs of my bespoke polo, playing with the fabric and the cufflinks and caressing the part of my hands right below where the cuffs ended. I still didn’t move at this point, and so he became bolder. He now moved his hands up my arm and started caressing my muscles under the fabric, kissing them with his lips so that my sleeves were now covered with lipstick.
The person on my right, the grimy old effem, seeing what the other person was doing, also moved to action. He put his hands directly over my crotch and started caressing my slowly hardening member. He unzipped my pants and took out my penis and started giving me a hand job. He also started kissing and biting my nipples through the cloth of my polo, and pretty soon that part of my shirt was soaked through with his spit.
The guy on my left, perhaps realizing that I was game for action, forced me to stand by putting his hands under my armpits and marched me to the middle front row of the seats, with the old greasy effem on my other side still holding my penis while we were walking. They sat me down on the seat, with either of them by my side, and continued harassing my clothed person.
This walk, of course, attracted a lot of attention from whatever people were still in the cinema. There were no guards anymore at that time, they probably went home already, so it was a free-for-all until the cinema closed.
Several men approached us in front and watched everything that was being done to me.
Grimy old guy started to unbutton my shirt at this point and opened it up to my navel and continued to bite my nipples. It hurt very much when he did that but at the same time I was very aroused from the pain and humiliation of being watched by so many people. The other guy unbuckled my belt, unlatched my pants and brought my boxers and slacks down to my ankles. He then slid me down the seat so that I was nearly horizontal and forced me to open my legs so that my rock hard penis and the my butt were exposed.
The watchers, at this point, perhaps couldn’t contain their excitement and started to join in the action and started caressing the different parts of my body. Grimy guy totally unbuttoned my shirt at this point, then he took my hand, sucked my middle finger, and then spit on the palm of my hands. Then he spread his saliva all over my middle finger and directed that digit to my ass. He was using my own finger to penetrate me! I was so aroused by this, and apparently, so were the other people present. Grimy guy slid my finger in and out of my hole and I was already moaning from the sensations it caused. He then looked at two of the people who were watching and it seemed like he was giving them permission to do something to me.
These two person then stood me up, turned me around so I was facing the chair instead of the screen, removed my polo but left my necktie on, and pushed my upper body down so I was now leaning over the seat, my spit covered ass exposed for all of them to see. They removed my pants and underwear from around my ankles leaving only my socks and shoes on. They forced me to spread my legs until it was 90 degrees apart, and started pummeling my hole with their penis.
Thin, long haired, fully made-up 30-something guy, on the other hand, knelt down on the floor and started sucking my penis, while the other people masturbated and caressed the other parts of my body.
I couldn’t contain my moans of ecstasy and pain at this point, and my body started to buck as I shot my load into the thin guy’s mouth. He was quickly replaced by another person who also started sucking my dick.
Old, grimy, effem person was now so hot from what he was witnessing. He got on the seat and pushed my mouth into his 4″ penis. It smelled awful! I gagged and gagged but he pulled my hair and forced me to suck his dick. Up, down, up, down he manipulated my head, one of his hands on my hair and the other on my neck, and when he came, he spattered his cum all over my face, paying particular attention to filling my dimples with his jism. He then told me to lick his hand, which I did with obvious disgust and excitement.
Several guys have already shot their load into me by this time, and they lined up in front of me so I can clean the cum and ass debris from their penises. After all this humiliation, they carried me to the rest room and made me watch in the mirror as one of their numbers fucked me. This was so humiliating and yet so stimulating that I came as one of them caressed my penis. They spread my cum on my face even as I was still being fucked and they started masturbating, apparently being aroused by what they were seeing.
Here I was, a young executive, good looking, respectable, straight acting, being forced to do atrocious and unspeakable acts by people from the gutters. They came almost at the same time and splashed their cum all over my pants, polo and underwear which were now on the floor of the rest room.
Finally, the guy who was fucking me came inside me, then forced me on my knees to clean him up. Too tired by this time, I was helpless to resist anything they wanted to do, so they dressed me up in my cum and spit covered clothes, and took the money inside my wallet.
It was only then that they left me alone. Good thing I had a car and was living alone in my condo unit, otherwise it would take some pretty long explanation why I looked that way if I was living with somebody else.
more story time from you pls
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