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Before the Internet porn was something you had to leave home to get. So I hadn't really seen any until I went to an adult theater shortly after I turned eighteen. When I first entered the theater and saw what was happening on the screen I was hooked.
I made of habit of going at least once a week. (Probably would have gone more often if the movies changed.) Didn't want to be around the other guys so I always looked for an isolated seat. And I didn't just whip it out and jerk because I was afraid of the police.
Eventually I found a place next to the left wall where two of the seats in the next row were missing. I figured the missing seats would keep someone from sitting in front of me and for a long time I was right, until one night a boy my age took the last seat in that row.
Since I was sitting against the wall I had a good view of the newcomer. Not that it mattered, I just ignored him and watched the action on the screen. When the movie ended and the lights came up, to my relief, he got up and left. That gave me a better look and I could see he must be barely 18.
Intermission always felt like forever and I didn't like sitting there exposed in the lighted room. But there wasn't much I could do about it so, as always, I just slouched down and waited for the next movie. Finally the lights dimmed and the coming (cumming?) attractions started; I put my hands back on my lap and started slowing rubbing my cock with a finger as usual.
Guys were filtering back in so I didn't noticed the k** was back until he was entering the row in front of me. I froze my finger hoping he didn't notice the rubbing (not that anyone could really tell, but I was shy and a bit paranoid back then).
This time the k** didn't just sit there, he actually took his cock out to play with. This surprised me since he must have known I could see really well with those two seats missing.
I tried to ignore him but the motion of his hand kept stealing my attention from the movie. Cock wasn't my thing but looking at his started changing something in me. It fact it started looking really hot to me. I actually was disappointed when his cum flew out and he zipped up and left.
The next few visits I sat in my usual place but nobody sat in the row in front. It was a good three weeks before the k** returned and took that seat. And this time he didn't wait to unzip.
He didn't stroke fast like he had done previously. His hand moved slowly up and down; sometimes stopping at the bottom exposing most of his erection. Cock had been on my mind a lot lately and seeing his sticking up like that wasn't helping. The thoughts were scaring me but I couldn't help noticing how much they turned me on too. Finally I convinced myself there was nothing wrong with enjoying what I was seeing. So I continued to watch and did my usual rubbing.
When the movie ended he zipped up and left. I hoped he would return but the seat was still empty 15 minutes into the second feature. That was disappointing but the action on the screen was very good and my rubbing felt very good. So good, in fact, I didn't immediately notice when someone entered my row heading towards me.
I was relieved to see it was the k**; but kind of scared as it became clear he was going to sit next to me. Saying hi to me while sitting down he pulled his zipper open freeing that cock I had been watching. That made me very nervous, and very excited too.
The view was amazing but I didn't want him to see me looking. I almost jumped when he turned to say something to me just as I was sneaking a peek. But all he did was to ask me if it hurt my cock to be locked up inside my pants and I replied that it did until I got it adjusted right. Then he tried to talk me into taking it out; I told him it scared me but he insisted guys do it all the time.
I had to admit to myself they did and that the back row was especially full of guys openly jerking off. So I let him talk me into unzipping and feeling the air on my erection almost made me spurt.
He wasn't shy about looking at my cock and I kind of liked being looked at. This also got me to be bolder at looking at his. Then he asked me if I liked cock. I didn't know what to say other than I really hadn't thought about it much.
He claimed to not been thinking about it either. But he had started to after seeing the action on the screen. Turned out the time I had seen him before was his first and he'd almost left when the first movie had ended. It was seeing a guy openly jerking that made him decide to return and to jerk off himself. Having me able to watch was a turn on for him too.
On the screen a young woman was giving a blow job. The k** sighed and asked me if I'd ever had one. He said "me too" when I told him I'd never done anything with another person. We quietly laughed at that one.
The thought of getting a blow job was amazing, but I started wondering if the woman got anything out of giving one. I looked over at his hard cock realized what I was really wondering about was would I get anything out of it. It was hard to picture myself doing it; it was also turning me on to wonder.
It was about then that the k** reached over and touched my cock while asking if it was okay. I nodded, barely able to speak due to the new sensations. He told me if felt really different to touch mine and that I could try touching his if I wanted. Yeah, I wanted and I nervously moved my hand over and for the first time in my life touched another cock.
He was right, it did feel strange. I stroked him while he leaned back telling me how good it felt. So I leaned in for a better grip and jerked him while he rubbed my back. The view of his cock so close was amazing and that thought about sucking crept into my mind again.
The k** must have read my mind: the hand rubbing my back moved upwards to my neck and gave a gentle push. I let that push move my head down as a rush of excitement filled me. When my lips touched the tip I opened them a little letting them slide around the head.
Something exploded in my brain and I felt a weakness flow through my body and I heard a rush of air as the k** suddenly inhaled. I opened my mouth and let my lips slide to the shaft as he whispered how good it felt. I realized I was sucking cock and I was loving it.
He didn't last long; I doubt I would have either. Cum wasn't something I liked dealing with and I knew he'd be squirting soon. Not sure why, but I just didn't care. Or maybe I did care and wanted it in my mouth. Either way his hips lifted a bit and the first blast coated my tongue. I swallowed but there was a lot of cum and some must have dripped out.
When it finally stopped I sat up thinking about what I had just done. I felt guilty about it; I also wanted to do it again.
I returned to a sitting position and looked around to see if we had been watched as the k** zipped himself up and we talked a little about what had happened. He promised to do me sometime in the future and I let him know I liked doing it and wanted to do it again. Then he got up and left leaving me to think about what had just happened.
I didn't see him again for about a month. He was walking up to the theater entrance just as I was. We talked and I asked why I hadn't seen him lately. He said the blow job was so good he kept jacking off thinking about it. That got us talking about doing it again and we ended up going to his place instead of the movie.
It felt a lot better to be in a private place with no chance of being caught. It was also good to get completely naked. He had me lie on his bed and then got on his knees between my legs. Moving forward he put his hard cock on top of mine. He kept it there for a couple of minutes only moving a little. It was a strange but wonderful feeling.
Then he moved back and brought his mouth down to my erection. Then I finally experienced the warm wet feeling of a blow job. The feeling was almost too much so I stopped him. He asked what was wrong and I told him I didn't want to cum too fast. Then when he started again it was just as good but I was able to control myself.
Eventually I stopped him again and said it was my turn. We switched places and I took a cock into my mouth for the second time. Again I felt a wave of weakness and a thrill that's hard to describe. Maybe it was due to the taboo nature of the act, but I loved sucking him.
At first I just explored the head of his cock enjoying the feel of its shape on my tongue. Then I worked down the shaft. As I continued my world became just that cock and the reactions of the guy it was attached to. As I moved my head faster he started thrusting upwards. That allowed me to slip my hands under his butt so I could pull during each of his thrusts.
This time cum wasn't just something that would just happen. I wanted it. I wanted to feel that splash of warm, sticky liquid. Trying to encourage him I put a hand around his cock and moved it in time with mouth, jacking him as I sucked. Everything was going faster and faster until, finally, he tensed, gave one more thrust and held my head still.
Since he was fully in and holding still the first spurt hit the back of my throat, as did the second. I pulled back a little and the third flooded the surface of my tongue. The tasted of his cum drove me over the top and my cock spewed its own orgasm onto the bed. I have only done this a few times. But I have discovered I would love to suck cock again. Till my second wife, I have only had a finger in my ass. A college girlfriend would stick a finger in my ass as we fucked. My first wife was such a prude she would never do this. My second wife has me addicted to a finger or dildo in my ass. Lately at 50, I would love to see what it is like to have a man fuck my ass as I fuck my wife11
I made of habit of going at least once a week. (Probably would have gone more often if the movies changed.) Didn't want to be around the other guys so I always looked for an isolated seat. And I didn't just whip it out and jerk because I was afraid of the police.
Eventually I found a place next to the left wall where two of the seats in the next row were missing. I figured the missing seats would keep someone from sitting in front of me and for a long time I was right, until one night a boy my age took the last seat in that row.
Since I was sitting against the wall I had a good view of the newcomer. Not that it mattered, I just ignored him and watched the action on the screen. When the movie ended and the lights came up, to my relief, he got up and left. That gave me a better look and I could see he must be barely 18.
Intermission always felt like forever and I didn't like sitting there exposed in the lighted room. But there wasn't much I could do about it so, as always, I just slouched down and waited for the next movie. Finally the lights dimmed and the coming (cumming?) attractions started; I put my hands back on my lap and started slowing rubbing my cock with a finger as usual.
Guys were filtering back in so I didn't noticed the k** was back until he was entering the row in front of me. I froze my finger hoping he didn't notice the rubbing (not that anyone could really tell, but I was shy and a bit paranoid back then).
This time the k** didn't just sit there, he actually took his cock out to play with. This surprised me since he must have known I could see really well with those two seats missing.
I tried to ignore him but the motion of his hand kept stealing my attention from the movie. Cock wasn't my thing but looking at his started changing something in me. It fact it started looking really hot to me. I actually was disappointed when his cum flew out and he zipped up and left.
The next few visits I sat in my usual place but nobody sat in the row in front. It was a good three weeks before the k** returned and took that seat. And this time he didn't wait to unzip.
He didn't stroke fast like he had done previously. His hand moved slowly up and down; sometimes stopping at the bottom exposing most of his erection. Cock had been on my mind a lot lately and seeing his sticking up like that wasn't helping. The thoughts were scaring me but I couldn't help noticing how much they turned me on too. Finally I convinced myself there was nothing wrong with enjoying what I was seeing. So I continued to watch and did my usual rubbing.
When the movie ended he zipped up and left. I hoped he would return but the seat was still empty 15 minutes into the second feature. That was disappointing but the action on the screen was very good and my rubbing felt very good. So good, in fact, I didn't immediately notice when someone entered my row heading towards me.
I was relieved to see it was the k**; but kind of scared as it became clear he was going to sit next to me. Saying hi to me while sitting down he pulled his zipper open freeing that cock I had been watching. That made me very nervous, and very excited too.
The view was amazing but I didn't want him to see me looking. I almost jumped when he turned to say something to me just as I was sneaking a peek. But all he did was to ask me if it hurt my cock to be locked up inside my pants and I replied that it did until I got it adjusted right. Then he tried to talk me into taking it out; I told him it scared me but he insisted guys do it all the time.
I had to admit to myself they did and that the back row was especially full of guys openly jerking off. So I let him talk me into unzipping and feeling the air on my erection almost made me spurt.
He wasn't shy about looking at my cock and I kind of liked being looked at. This also got me to be bolder at looking at his. Then he asked me if I liked cock. I didn't know what to say other than I really hadn't thought about it much.
He claimed to not been thinking about it either. But he had started to after seeing the action on the screen. Turned out the time I had seen him before was his first and he'd almost left when the first movie had ended. It was seeing a guy openly jerking that made him decide to return and to jerk off himself. Having me able to watch was a turn on for him too.
On the screen a young woman was giving a blow job. The k** sighed and asked me if I'd ever had one. He said "me too" when I told him I'd never done anything with another person. We quietly laughed at that one.
The thought of getting a blow job was amazing, but I started wondering if the woman got anything out of giving one. I looked over at his hard cock realized what I was really wondering about was would I get anything out of it. It was hard to picture myself doing it; it was also turning me on to wonder.
It was about then that the k** reached over and touched my cock while asking if it was okay. I nodded, barely able to speak due to the new sensations. He told me if felt really different to touch mine and that I could try touching his if I wanted. Yeah, I wanted and I nervously moved my hand over and for the first time in my life touched another cock.
He was right, it did feel strange. I stroked him while he leaned back telling me how good it felt. So I leaned in for a better grip and jerked him while he rubbed my back. The view of his cock so close was amazing and that thought about sucking crept into my mind again.
The k** must have read my mind: the hand rubbing my back moved upwards to my neck and gave a gentle push. I let that push move my head down as a rush of excitement filled me. When my lips touched the tip I opened them a little letting them slide around the head.
Something exploded in my brain and I felt a weakness flow through my body and I heard a rush of air as the k** suddenly inhaled. I opened my mouth and let my lips slide to the shaft as he whispered how good it felt. I realized I was sucking cock and I was loving it.
He didn't last long; I doubt I would have either. Cum wasn't something I liked dealing with and I knew he'd be squirting soon. Not sure why, but I just didn't care. Or maybe I did care and wanted it in my mouth. Either way his hips lifted a bit and the first blast coated my tongue. I swallowed but there was a lot of cum and some must have dripped out.
When it finally stopped I sat up thinking about what I had just done. I felt guilty about it; I also wanted to do it again.
I returned to a sitting position and looked around to see if we had been watched as the k** zipped himself up and we talked a little about what had happened. He promised to do me sometime in the future and I let him know I liked doing it and wanted to do it again. Then he got up and left leaving me to think about what had just happened.
I didn't see him again for about a month. He was walking up to the theater entrance just as I was. We talked and I asked why I hadn't seen him lately. He said the blow job was so good he kept jacking off thinking about it. That got us talking about doing it again and we ended up going to his place instead of the movie.
It felt a lot better to be in a private place with no chance of being caught. It was also good to get completely naked. He had me lie on his bed and then got on his knees between my legs. Moving forward he put his hard cock on top of mine. He kept it there for a couple of minutes only moving a little. It was a strange but wonderful feeling.
Then he moved back and brought his mouth down to my erection. Then I finally experienced the warm wet feeling of a blow job. The feeling was almost too much so I stopped him. He asked what was wrong and I told him I didn't want to cum too fast. Then when he started again it was just as good but I was able to control myself.
Eventually I stopped him again and said it was my turn. We switched places and I took a cock into my mouth for the second time. Again I felt a wave of weakness and a thrill that's hard to describe. Maybe it was due to the taboo nature of the act, but I loved sucking him.
At first I just explored the head of his cock enjoying the feel of its shape on my tongue. Then I worked down the shaft. As I continued my world became just that cock and the reactions of the guy it was attached to. As I moved my head faster he started thrusting upwards. That allowed me to slip my hands under his butt so I could pull during each of his thrusts.
This time cum wasn't just something that would just happen. I wanted it. I wanted to feel that splash of warm, sticky liquid. Trying to encourage him I put a hand around his cock and moved it in time with mouth, jacking him as I sucked. Everything was going faster and faster until, finally, he tensed, gave one more thrust and held my head still.
Since he was fully in and holding still the first spurt hit the back of my throat, as did the second. I pulled back a little and the third flooded the surface of my tongue. The tasted of his cum drove me over the top and my cock spewed its own orgasm onto the bed. I have only done this a few times. But I have discovered I would love to suck cock again. Till my second wife, I have only had a finger in my ass. A college girlfriend would stick a finger in my ass as we fucked. My first wife was such a prude she would never do this. My second wife has me addicted to a finger or dildo in my ass. Lately at 50, I would love to see what it is like to have a man fuck my ass as I fuck my wife11
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