Doc here, a man who some say has trained hundreds of field reporters for The Journal of Adult Theaters in the ways of The Lizardo, an ancient sect of adult theater enthusiasts who put pen to paper after putting (at times) hands & penis to a pretty lady.
Roll the opening crawl...
It is an exciting time for the Lizardos. Although many adult theaters have vanished over the years, 15th Ave Adult Theater has welcomed couples & singles alike from their hidden base and pursued them across the Tri-State.
Embracing this thing of ours, a group of freedom fighters led by The Jedi & The Lady has established a new secret base some weeknights somewhere near planet Melrose.
The congenial Dry Clean Only, has dispatched thousands of vibrating probes into the far reaches of Chicago's western suburbs….
“Return of The Jedi (and The Lady)”
This episode of our trilogy takes us three parsecs ahead of where we last left off. I found myself again with business in Chicago, and when I say business, I mean an agenda of evening visits to 15th ... with some daytime meetings in the Windy City to pass the time.
Regular readers will remember I have had an unusual amount of business in Chicago this fall and have spent many hours and $$ at 15th. Patience is a key ingredient in this thing of ours, and one (or two, as I tell newbie couples) has to go into these visits with both low expectations and an open mind.
That’s the recipe for finding happiness within, folks. Sometimes it is what we are all waiting for, and others are not. And, even then, some visits are filled with nothing to write home (err, file a field report) about. Since The Adult Theater Gods had already rewarded me with the privilege of an epic encounter with The Jedi and The Lady just weeks earlier, I rightfully expected this visit would be one of “resetting”.
That’s the recipe for finding happiness within, folks. Sometimes it is what we are all waiting for, and others are not. And, even then, some visits are filled with nothing to write home (err, file a field report) about. Since The Adult Theater Gods had already rewarded me with the privilege of an epic encounter with The Jedi and The Lady just weeks earlier, I rightfully expected this visit would be one of “resetting”.
I entered 15th and the usual gaggle of guys were strolling the halls, passing time. The place was fairly lively midweek about 9pm. As I recall there was a couple seated in the theater couples section but not doing much. As I often do, I popped into the booths for a bit, then check out the spa. When I arrived in the spa area, a bunch of the guys were fairly animated and I knew there was something sexy in the air. And, as luck would have it, it was The Jedi and The Lady... just having finished getting dressed ... and heading out.
They instantly recognized me and smiled, The Jedi remembering me having told him during our last encounter that I’d hope to see them on my visit in 2019. Needless to say, we were both surprised to see each other, and even though they were headed out, it was a highlight. Standing in the spa hallway talking with them as “friends” would do bumping into each other at the mall... while a horde of eager and hungry, and likely jealous, gen pop watched and listened intently as the Jedi asked if I’d be around later.
This not only caught the attention of the guys, but also the Lady, who asked the Jedi — kind of sweetly, kind of curiously, kind of surprisingly — whether The Jedi had additional plans for the evening other than getting a good night’s sleep before the workday alarm clock rang the next morning. The Jedi was not channeling The Force very well when he tried to dismiss the notion that more was in store. I answered that I would be, then we both moved on. They headed up front to the retail section, and I to the booths.
After a bit, I decide to enter the theater. As I do, The Jedi and The Lady are on their way out! Wait. What? I missed them?! Did I lose track of time?! (on Twitter, again)
After a bit, I decide to enter the theater. As I do, The Jedi and The Lady are on their way out! Wait. What? I missed them?! Did I lose track of time?! (on Twitter, again)
And The Jedi said, “Where have you been?”, and suggested I follow them back to the spa area, to a certain private room.
The spa area at 15th is an upgrade to the theater and booth admission. It affords one the luxury of better-than-(Theater)-average restrooms, a socializing area with vanilla TV and a great carpeted bleacher stand (on which Anaconda and I recently watched Mrs. Slaneesh take a pounding from her beau). And there are lockers, a group shower room (reminds me of high school gym lockers and showers), and a steam room (in which I recently watched a hot 30yo take on a bunch of eager studs late one night).
But there are also a half dozen rentable, lockable rooms with a padded table of some sort and a small TV and ceiling fan. (One of these rooms is where I met up with GingerSquirts, MasterThom, and Anaconda recently.)
I walked back and met The Jedi and The Lady in this section, they ducked into the room, number six, I believe, and told me to give them a few minutes. As this is happening, the word has gotten out and basic instincts have kicked in, bringing the pack to the back of the house. All eyes are on me now, as they know I know what’s going on. I always prefer flying under the radar and tried my best to play it cool.
And within minutes the door opens. I am welcomed in. The Lady is on her back on the padded table/“bed”. Blindfolded. The Jedi begins making some last minute arrangements to ensure her happiness: positioning lube and towel, toys, etc, and putting some raunchy, vocal gang bang porn on the TV with the volume cranked up enough to set the scene for The Lady, without drowning out the intimacy of the occasion.
The Jedi and I had previously, silently established that we knew each other’s goals and limits. And I was summoned through The Force to begin caressing The Lady.
The Lady is truly a lady, in every sense of the word. And she also has a fantastic body: One most college sophomores would kill for (guys wanting to score a chick with a body and visage like that; and girls wanting said for themselves). Though beauty is in the eye of the beholder, The Lady I’m sure floats a lot of boats, (nay) X-Wings.
The table is positioned like a single bed with headboard and foot board against opposite walls, and one side against the wall. There is room for only about four people standing, in this particular room, with the door closed. I positioned myself at the head of this arrangement, seated between The Lady’s head and shoulder as best I could. I leaned down and whispered, “Hello College Hottie”...
... and as she smiled I began to gently and lightly run my (freshly washed) hands through the warm massage oil The Jedi had dispersed. The Jedi focused his attentions upon The Lady’s sweet spot, as I provided a two hand caressing waist up ... and as lots of guys gathered in the tiny hallway with door wide open, to see the magic unfold.
Between The Jedi and myself, we brought several loud, trembling orgasms to The Lady... each so thrilling to watch and hear. Each time, I would ease up appropriately with my contact, making eye contact with The Jedi to ensure he knew I was working for her, through him. And at about our third such exchange, The Jedi compelled me to strongly restrain The Lady’s hands and arms “north” of her head on the table.
This is a very delicate thing to do: non verbally understanding what use of restraint, strength, position, denial is appropriate for her, for him and to balance that with my own sense of artistic creativity seemingly afforded to me by The Jedi.
Frequent eye contact with the Jedi was critical and proved just right. I was even at points where I just felt like enough was enough but The Jedi’s gestures and nods provided more encouragement as he would deliver another crushing, thrilling orgasm to The Lady, quite vigorously, himself.
At one point, The Lady made motions to sit up for a moment to recover and catch her breath, and The Jedi applied a guiding hand to ensure she “remained seated with her seatbelt tightly fastened until the ride comes to a complete stop” as he quickly delivered her another mind blowing orgasm. This time a recovery was allowed, and we applied more massage oil, so that our caressing could continue, and we could set the scene for the next chapter.
At one point, The Lady made motions to sit up for a moment to recover and catch her breath, and The Jedi applied a guiding hand to ensure she “remained seated with her seatbelt tightly fastened until the ride comes to a complete stop” as he quickly delivered her another mind blowing orgasm. This time a recovery was allowed, and we applied more massage oil, so that our caressing could continue, and we could set the scene for the next chapter.
At this point, The Jedi has allowed the guys to gather closer, now two or three in our room, and many more cycling through in the hallway to peek between heads and shoulders to have a view. I caught very little of this, as I was seated — and sometimes on my knees at the side of the table— in such a way that I was solely focused on The Lady. And now, the guys who had previously been kept at bay by The Jedi’s mind tricks have now been telepathically permitted to lend a hand to the final push.
At points there were seven hands or more and a few mouths and tongues employed to bring The Lady to a final orgasm of the night. But no kissing!
The guys rather quickly dispersed and lingered in the locker room as I said my heartfelt thanks to this beautiful couple, and allowed them to spend some tender time together before they gathered themselves and their belongings for their drive home.
That concludes our episode three in the trilogy that started about 18 months ago for me at 15th. I certainly didn’t have a reset at that night’s visit, and spent my drive home thanking the Theater Gods for my experience, and reaffirming to myself why it is so important to be a gentleman, focus on others’ needs, and to go with low expectations and an open mind: you never know what will happen, and it is likely good!
~DCO~
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Doc here once again... Many thanks goes out to senior Journal scribe Dry Clean Only, for a fantastic report from 15th Ave. Adult Theater in Chicago. The Lizardo is strong in this one...
Sharing in our thanks is the awesome The Jedi & The Lady! DCO's description of this incredible Lady is spot on, who exudes an intoxicating mix of class & sensuality (if you are lucky enough to encounter her). The Jedi is a great guy, and the perfect match for his sexy Lady. As previously stated in these pages, I was lucky enough to meet them a couple of months ago, and had a great conversation on a variety of topics.
It's an exciting time on Planet Melrose, as dignitaries await The Return on The Jedi (& The Lady)...
Thanks,
Doc
@LizardoJournal on Twitter
~DCO~
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Doc here once again... Many thanks goes out to senior Journal scribe Dry Clean Only, for a fantastic report from 15th Ave. Adult Theater in Chicago. The Lizardo is strong in this one...
Sharing in our thanks is the awesome The Jedi & The Lady! DCO's description of this incredible Lady is spot on, who exudes an intoxicating mix of class & sensuality (if you are lucky enough to encounter her). The Jedi is a great guy, and the perfect match for his sexy Lady. As previously stated in these pages, I was lucky enough to meet them a couple of months ago, and had a great conversation on a variety of topics.
It's an exciting time on Planet Melrose, as dignitaries await The Return on The Jedi (& The Lady)...
Thanks,
Doc
@LizardoJournal on Twitter
