I met my first big belly man in an adult theater when I was 29. He was sitting st th3 edge of the row that led down into the outdoor gardens and upstairs playrooms. I stopped because his cock was so long and thick. He watched me staring at him while the movie played. I went into the gardens and eventually found him closer to the door inside. He was wearin* a baseball cap, Hawaiian shirt, and shorts. He had a walrus mustache and he was stroking his big hard cock. I dropped to me knees and did my best to deep throat his cock and then I got up and sat on his cock. I was hornier than I’d every been and he stretched me wide. I rode him until I felt that big splash inside me and got up quickly and left. Later, I found out he lived a few doors down from me and, while I wanted more, we only acknowledged one another in passing