"I would guess you two know each other." Ignored and forgotten, I stood there.I listened to the two women babble about their lives. Dick Johnson came ...in and he knew Melanie from when the two girls had been friends many years ago. Apparently, Melanie's family and the Johnsons had lived side by side through high school. At some point Melanie's family moved away and the friends had lost touch. This was complicated by both girls getting married and changing their names.Dick called me into his. Grasping it, she roughly guided it down to the wet, waiting wound between her legs. Feverishly fitting the great bulbous head of his cock into her burning socket, she thrust herself up at him."Oh, Fuck," he cursed, feeling the fiery heat of her vagina envelop the head of his penis.Groaning with pleasure, he thrust himself down into her hot, sucking womanhood.He had never felt such power or pleasure. He had never felt so dominant. He was inside his mother. Inside the boiling cauldron of his. The gay theater has a large leather sofa on one wall. One night I was in the gay theater with about five other guys. There was a lone man sitting on the end a row. I moved in and sat two seats away. Here you have to be careful. Some guys will feign indignation if you move too fast. Hence the two seats away action. He was stroking himself thru his warm up pants. I leaned over, pointed to his crotch and whispered if he wanted help with that. He answered only with a nod and motioned me closer. I. The girls were led up three steps onto a platform. They were told to let go of each other's hands which they did, reluctantly. Each girl was positioned in a line facing the lights.A new voice rose above the crowd which quieted down as soon as she started to speak, "Neophytes you may remove your blindfolds." The blindfolds were removed and they were blinded by the lights in the room. It was a small auditorium and there were seats for the audience, but the lights were behind the audience shining.