A Visit To an Adult Store

It was almost pitch-black there, but he had no trouble finding his way to a fairly small booth. We were forced by the lack of space to stand close together while he took a five-dollar bill from his pocket and fed it into the machine. A heterosexual film came on, but he pressed a button four or five times and stopped when a film showing two young gays kissing came on. I had never seen men kiss before, and I was mesmerized. One of the young men had one hand behind his partner's head and stuck his tongue into the other's mouth. With his other hand, he was pinching the fellow's left nipple. At first, it was hard to tell whether the man being kissed and pinched was in agony or ecstacy, but he soon was moaning in his pleasure and rubbing his hands on his lover's back.

I was turned on, but very nervous.

"I think I'd like to leave now," I said.

My companion was breathing very hard.

"No," he said. "You don't want to leave now."

His huge hands grabbed my soft shoulders. I tried to shimmy away again, but I couldn't. His belly against my trim back pushed me into the wall, and his mouth attacked the nape of my neck. I felt helpless, frightened and yet ... strangely feminine.

"Please don't!" I said as I hunched my shoulder, getting his mouth away from my neck. I turned to face him. "I'm not ready yet. I've never ..."

His bearded, ugly face was red. His breath more labored, and he pressed my body against the wall with his.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he said as he grabbed my wrists and held them over my head against the wall. One of his meaty hands then held my thin wrists while the other explored my bare midsection. "You have got to be the best-looking person -- man or woman -- who has ever come in here."

He moved in to kiss me, but I turned my head. He moved my hair out of his way and nuzzled my neck while rubbing my torso with his free hand. His fat belly pressed against my thin one.