"Blast From The Past" From the Duke Of Pearl: "In Praise Of Sticky Floors"

Doc here with a terrific "Blast From The Past" from first time contributor, the Duke of Pearl. Duke takes us on a trip from Seattle, to Santa Ana, to Buena Park, and eventually to Portland.

Luckily, I am able to illustrate the adult theaters from Duke's report from the Good Doctor's photo archives, located deep within the control room here at my practice.  (Remember to click on the photos to ENLARGE them.)

So, without further delay, here is the Duke of Pearl's "Blast":

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IN PRAISE OF STICKY FLOORS

Doctor, Doctor;

I accidentally tripped over this site a few days ago. I am so amused with it that I thought I should introduce myself.

Apple Theater
circa 1994
Seattle, WA

I am not a newcummer to ‘this thing of ours’. My beginnings began as a patron of the arts in 1970s Seattle at the old Apple Theater. I was a lad in my 20s. The only truly memorable thing about the Apple was the night a young pregnant woman sat beside me in the back row of wobbly seats. I was too shy to take my hard peter out when she asked me to, so we went to my car and I fucked her in the broken passenger seat of my aging Plymouth. It was enough to form a life-long appreciation of sticky floors.

I soon moved to San Francisco and found a few such places on Market Street, but I didn’t stay in the city long before I moved to southern California. There were some good places in those days. The Mitchell Bros Theater in Santa Ana comes to mind, as does a nasty old theater on 4^th Street (The State Arts Theater). 

The Former State Arts Theater
(now the rennovated West End Theater)
4th Street, Santa Ana, CA

One night an older couple sat down beside me in the nearly empty theater. She sat between me and her husband and spread a shawl over her lap and mine. She stroked my peter while I played with her large floppy tits. After a minute she whispered, “Come out to our motor home. There will be no money exchanged.”

Once inside I fucked her while her husband sat at close range, leaning forward and watching as she berated him like the (happy?) cuckold he was. Getting into the spirit of things I ordered him to “Do something, you miserable bastard. It isn’t nice to just sit there and stare!” He rimmed me expertly and minutes later I shot all over her ample belly. As he licked it up I dressed and quickly left while I listened to them beg me for a re-match. Oh, to be young again and begged for sex!

Pussycat Theater
Buena Park, CA
circa 1980

As I recall, it was the early 90s when they began bulldozing the theaters in southern California. The last one to go was the worst (and therefore the best) of them – the Pussycat Theater in Buena Park. There was usually a minimum of 50 people in there at all times and it set new records for sticky floors. On the day they finally tore it down there was a crowd lined up on the other side of Beach Blvd consisting mostly of people cheering the demolition, but there was also a fair number of us pervs in raincoats quietly sobbing and sniveling as the silent minority.

Then it was over. The big Cats had made short work of the Pussycat. After the Haz-Mat bureaucrats zealously surveyed and arduously repaired the tainted soil content, someone moved a double-wide onto the property and opened a used car lot. It was clearly time to move on.

Just For Fun
Phoenix, AZ

Phoenix was my next stop. There are no theaters per se but lots of video arcades. They all had so many WARNING! signs posted that one’s peter would atrophy before you could park the car. There was one decent place called “Just for Fun” that had a make-shift theater upstairs. It was a reasonably good place to go and jack off with the fellas. They had a buzzer on the downstairs entry door. When the buzzer sounded everyone covered up and sat frozen until the newcummer got to the top of the stairs and whipped his dick out. Then it was back to business as usual.

I moved to Portland a year ago. I purposely moved here because of its reputation for being tolerant of sticky floors. I go to The Paris, The Oregon, and lots of the jack-in-the-boxes around town. I never feel unsafe or like a place is about to be raided and all of us humiliated for ‘this thing of ours.’ (I love that phrase, Doc!)

The Duke of Pearl


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Doc here again... Sometimes The Good Doctor is part writer, part editor, and in the case of this report, part detective.  With the help of The Duke, I was able to come up with the Santa Ana's sleazy old theater name, plus what happened to it after it stopped showing XXX fare.  However, photo wise, the best I could come up with is the renovated theater.  You win some, you lose some.

I am looking forward to the next installment from The Duke of Pearl.  Plus, since he is at ground-zero for this thing of ours in Portland, why not take his talents to the Rose City's adult theaters?

Thanks again Duke.

Doc

Flash Report: Cruising The Coast With Bob in Biloxi - 4/23/11

Doc here with something the Easter Bunny could never give you: This week's Crusing The Coast With Bob in Biloxi. 

As the Cal Ripkin of this thing of ours, he is Mr. Consistency.  If a Sunday passes without a Bob report in my in box, I know something is up.

No one has been looking forward to the end of the Lenten season more than our good friend Bob.  Hopefully after the holiday, things will return back to normal for Bob, which means hot wet fun at the theater as well as the ABS down the street.

Without further ado, from parts unknown, weight unknown...Bob in Biloxi:

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Hi Doc,

Well I bit the bullet and went over to check the pre-lent scene in this thing of ours. I have mixed reviews at the outcome, but here goes:

The Gulf Coast Theater
Biloxi, MS

There were five couples that showed up during the course of the day at the Gulf Coast Theater in Biloxi. Four couples before I got there, the first couple was seen to suck off everyone in the theater, together, not my thing, so I didn’t miss anything in that regard.  The other three couples (before my arrival) were rumored to have only played by themselves.

When I did arrive, there was one regular couple that attended and only watched the movie, they usually only hook up with other couples and a third wheel for them is an unusual thing.

Meanwhile down at the trusty ABS (two blocks down the street) a middle aged couple showed up, she had red hair (usually denoting super freak?) dressed in a short grey skirt and black blouse. Nice race, about 50 or so, petite and well proportioned. I’m thinking maybe this wasn’t a wasted trip after all? I was “lucky” enough to get the booth next to them, but I have to tell you doc, she gave the worse blow job I’ve ever had in my life!! WAY too much teeth on my buddy!! To the point of being painful! I managed to coat her tongue anyway, then retreated to the safety of my vehicle for some R & R . They stayed a long time, one of the regulars came out bent over and walked up to my window complaining of the same treatment.

Bob in Biloxi

After they left, it was getting close to closing time for both establishments, ( both the theater/abs closes @ midnight) when a couple pulled up next to me. She was a young thing in her 20’s , blond hair, medium perky tits in a dark grey summer dress, they walked in the ABS and turned around and walked out. As they were getting in their car, she was on my side backed in, I said good evening! She said it would have been if this place hadn’t closed so early. I told her, not to worry there was more sex going on in the parking lot than in the store anyway. (Ok, I lied to her, sort of like that I won’t cum in your mouth lie) But that perked her interest and she asked me to explain. More lies from me of course, but the end result justified the means.

After talking for a few minutes, I learned she wanted to try out the holes, that they had placed an ad on CL, and someone answered telling them about the glory holes, etc. Well I respond to couples on CL every Sat night telling them about both places. After a few for minutes of discussing this, we concluded it was indeed me. I always send a pic of the dick and she wanted to see it. So out “Stanley” came, she then reached in and started stoking me, then asked where we could go? I told her, right here, right now. This girl must have been horned up, because she jumped in the front seat and started blowing me. My windows were down, enjoying the ocean breeze, her escort/husband/boyfriend/FWB was standing outside, sort of blocking the view from the street. Unlike the previous lady, this girl could suck a cock!! Gentle, soft, super wet, hot mouth!, she blew me for a few minutes, then asked if I had a condom. Well, Bob is always prepared, ripping open the wrapper and rolling it on, she laid across the front seat and was playing with her clit telling me to fuck her. (BTW she was clean shaven with a huge clit!)

I didn’t know at the time, but while she was blowing me, her “friend” was playing with her pussy, (her ass was pointed toward the pass side where he was standing)  so she was soaking wet as I entered a very tight, wet and hot box!! After shaking the suspension on the RAM for a good while she started screaming she was cumming and grabbed my ass pulling me deeper inside. I lost it and filled the bag with baby batter. Both of us had worked up quite a sweat but she was smiling and said thanks, so I think she may have lived out one fantasy last night! We talked a few more minutes then we departed company with a suggestion we might have to meet up again. As usual I told them, I’m there every Sat night.

And that folks is the news from the beautiful Gulf Coast.

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Doc here again.  I don't know about you, but I need more friends like the ones Bob makes.  I can speak with 100% honesty that I do not have any 20 year old blonde female friends that will let me take them in a RAM.  Or even a Yugo.

Bob, you are my hero.

Do you have an adult theater report you'd like to see on the pages of The Journal?  Just e-mail The Good Doctor at emiliolizardo1@gmail.com.  I will do the rest for you... Post three reports, and you become a senior reporter with your own custom banner in your reports.

It is your time... Take the plunge.

Thanks,
Doc