Live Gay Porn: Tim and Roma Go To the Theatre

It's hard to beat memories of youthful indiscretions. When Jack and I first moved to San Francisco in the late nineties, we subletted in a cramped studio apartment and got on each others nerves quickly and fiercely. When we were bored (or fighting) we'd take turns escaping to the dark confines of the theater down the street. Of course, it wasn't like we were watching Shakespeare in Love. Instead of popcorn, the Nob Hill served up poppers...

This week the Tim and Roma Show takes us back to the halcyon days when two twunks could drop by the glory holes with the freedom only from shame only available when you know absolutely no one. No coworkers to stumble upon you with your pants down, no old boyfriends to catch you cock-sucking in a video booth, no schoolmates to accidently jerk off through a glory hole. (Going to the Nob Hill Theatre now is like a frigging reunion.)

So take a stroll (or should I say cruise) down memory lane and check out the sites of my own private Lewinskys. (And where else but Tim and Roma are you going to hear a business-owner brag "We pride ourselves on the cleanliness of our glory holes.")? And if you look real hard, you might even still find me there manically jacking it in the corner.

"Tim and Roma Go to the Theater" (free with registration)

-- Mike