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I think the theater may have been the Sassy Cat. As memory serves it was on 8 Mile in Detroit, back in the mid 80’s. The theater was fairly small - by standards in those days. There were maybe 8 rows of theater-style seats, divided by a middle aisle. There was a good sized area for standing room in the back. Directly behind the center aisle was a hallway that led to the restrooms.

I came in, did a quick a survey and hit the bathroom. Typical porn theater nasty, but it served its purpose. I then took a seat on the right side of the room, three rows from the back in the middle of the row. My thinking was that most couples seemed to prefer the rear of a theater, and by sitting in the middle of a row, I would get a decent view of them if they sat on either aisle, as couples usually do.

There were perhaps 10-12 other guys in the place when I came in. That number may have increased a bit over the next few hours, but not significantly.

I had been there for about an hour when they came in. She was cute, young and dressed very sexy. She looked a good deal like the daughter of a coworker of mine. He was too strict to ever let her dress like this girl, and she was too young to be in a porn theater anyway, but I still couldn’t help but reflect on how much this babe looked like her. Read more »

One of the first theaters that I knew of that had regular action with couples was the Mel in the city of Melvindale, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit. They used to have couples nights during the week, allowing couples to attend for free. Those were the nights I would try to drop in whenever I was in the area.

Like a lot of other porn houses in the 70’s and 80’s, the Mel was an old theater, built in the 40’s at a cost of $250,000! It had style and for many years was the center of community life in the Melvindale, even hosting the local high school graduations. As movie-goers headed to the mall and the multiplex theater, the Mel, like so many others, began losing money. Until they turned to porn. Read more »

When I was a young man, sex was all about the conquest and the climax. Mostly the latter. When you are young and dumb and full of cum, all you can think about is unloading. So you chase until you get a willing partner and then fuck like a running back, headed for the goal line. No points for style or patience or subtlety. It’s all about falling into the endzone, panting and sweaty. This, of course, is why so many 20 year-olds rarely get a second date.

As I have matured, I have found the subtleties and the details of my encounters to be the hottest part of the equation. Yes, I still love to cum, of course, but some things that can happen along the way can drive me to greater climaxes. Some guys are turned on by feet, or fishnets, or ropes or paddles. For me, I love the process of transformation from nervous innocent, to total slut. Seeing the Sunday School Teacher become the Gang Bang Queen is my ultimate thrill. Read more »

I first saw them at the Oak Theater in Chicago. Later, when the Oak closed, they turned up at the Admiral. They were in their late 50’s, I would guess. She never dressed sexy, usually just a knee length skirt and modest top or coat depending on the weather. He looked like an ex-Marine, complete with a grey buzz cut.

They always did the same thing. Exactly.

They would  sit about midway down toward the screen, in the middle of a row. His stare would scare off anyone who dared come too close. Sitting in the row ahead of them was fine, and he didn’t mind you watching. But if you looked like you were even thinking about coming closer, you got the look.

The only ones who didn’t get the look were black, and young, and slim. No fatties, no white guys, no old dudes. Just young, fit, black men. Read more »