The Adult Theater

I went to an adult theater and realized it was full of horny men watching XXX movies. I picked a seat away from everyone, far in the back. I could tell that most men were masturbating openly, so since I was aroused I began to do the same. After some time, a guy walked down my row and asked if the seat on my right was taken. I was covering up with my jacket in my lap, because I was shy. He was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. Without speaking, he pulled out his cock and began to stroke it. I stared at his cock because it was twice the size of mine and thicker. I resumed masturbating, but rather than watch the movie, I was watching him jack off. He noticed my gaze and turned toward me to give me a better view. He reached over and grasped my cock and gave it some long strokes with his left hand while jacking his own cock with his right one. I was so excited that I was drooling. He was an expert! He leaned over to me and asked me if I liked the taste of cum. I said, "Of course", assuming he might cum and let me lick his fingers. Instead, he stood up abruptly, and stood in front of me. His cock was eye level with me as he put his hands on my shoulders and steered his big cock right at my lips. I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer and opened my mouth. His first spurt hit my upper lip and ran down into my mouth. It was salty and hot. I leaned forward and took just the head of his cock in my mouth and was rewarded with several powerful shots of his hot semen directly in my mouth. He thrust his cock into my mouth and started to face fuck me as I gagged on his load and swallowed it. The smell of his sweaty balls and the taste of his sperm made me cum instantly. He quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and walked out. My cock was still throbbing and oozing cum as I put if back in my pants and looked around to see if anyone had seen us. I was relieved to know we had no observers. I was spent, so I left soon after. This experience left a permanent mark on me forever, and I sometimes fantasize about doing it again. If I dream about it, I always wake up with a raging hardon, or wet sheets!