Lonely men in a lonely theater
“You two are the first Yale students I’ve ever picked up from that place,” said our cab driver, with laughter in his voice. It was easy to believe him; “that place” was the Fairmount Theater, the local adult movie house. Given that it’s just an $11 cab ride away from Old Campus, in East Haven, one might expect at least the occasional Yalie to undertake the journey, if only for the experience. Having been inside, however, I greeted his comment with relief.
When I was assigned to scope out the Fairmount, I expected an adventure. Surely, it would be a questionable venue, but the thought...
i myself have become entranced once inside the theater. the first time i went in i simply sat there for hours observing. second time, i still felt uncomfortable but somehow got the courage to masterbate to the content on the screen, men watching me and all. i've been there about 5 times now, last time i went i stood at the back wall under the projector masterbating, to my right there was a crossdresser and to my left 3 men pleasuring eachother. I must agree that the reason i go there is because I am tired of being said no to. everybody in there wants to help eachother, like friends u never met. i'm scared of going a 6th time and doing things i cant forgive myself for. i dont know if i'm gay or not but i kno what i want to do because i'm married and have a child.
Good reporting. Good piece.