A gay story: Cinema Encounter This story is based on a personal experience but developed where I become more adventurous in fiction than I ever was in real life.
Stepping out of the underground station, I felt the usual frisson of excitement in anticipation of what I might find and of the sensuality that I was about to experience. This time I had come prepared after an embarrassing aftermath last time: I wore dark trousers to better hide any leakage and no boxer shorts to ease access.
I ducked into Abcats and paid my £10. I grabbed a couple of free condoms in case I was brave enough to try something new. Down the stairs and into the cinema, I paused as my eyes adjusted to the light. In the corner, a man was bent over the back row seats while another man ground his cock into his arse. I felt my cock twitch at their show. On the screen, a pneumatic blonde was on her knees while she took a long cock deep down her throat while she caressed a couple of other cocks with her hands. A pang of jealousy crossed my mind – why was she so lucky?
I edged forward and snuck down a row and sat near the aisle. I sat awhile and stroked my cock, imagining myself as the centre of attention in the film. A man further down the row coughed, smiled as I looked at him and beckoned me other. I crept down the row of seats and sat down next to him.
As I relaxed next to him, we sat together watching the blonde who had somehow arranged herself to be double penetrated whilst continuing to suck that lovely big cock. I admired her gymnastic ability and realised that I would need to get a bit fitter before having a career in the adult entertainment industry. The man pressed his leg against mine and the excitement began to build. I pressed my leg back against his. Delicately he placed his hand on my knee and squeezed it. I waited hopefully and my patience was rewarded as his hand to creep upwards.
With my focus on the hand on my knee and the delicious sensations that were arising, I didn’t notice that another guy had joined us. I was surprised that when I spread my legs to entice the friendly hand, I pressed my other leg against the other guy! Emboldened he placed his hand on my leg too! The sensations were overwhelming. I spread my legs and enjoyed the delightful feelings that were arising as each hand crept up to my groin. The original man was struggling with my belt and zip. Before I could help, the other hand assisted and the guy whispered in my ear “there you are, is that better”. As I turned to thank him, he leant forward to kiss me and I opened my mouth to take his tongue into my mouth.
Meanwhile, the man was caressing my cock and as it hardened in his hand, I could feel the warmth of his breath on it and soon it was enveloped in the warmth of his mouth and his tongue swirled around, teasing me. Then I could feel someone else touching my legs, caressing my knees. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that there was a well dressed businessman in the next row was more interested in the live show behind that we were providing than the action on screen where the lucky gymnast was now receiving creamy ropes of spunk on her face (lucky girl, I thought).
The guy with his tongue buried in my mouth, jousting with my tongue undid some buttons on my shirt and rubbed my nipples. This pushed me over the edge and without warning I spunked deep into the man’s mouth and heard his appreciative moans. He kissed me appreciatively and left. The businessman got up from his seat and disappointingly disappeared: I missed his friendly touch. The kissing guy put my hand on his thick cock. He had undone his trousers and it was standing proud. I bent my head to take it in my mouth but I was restrained. The guy whispered: “please use your hand, you kiss so sensually” before thrusting his tongue back into my mouth.
As I focussed on teasing his cock with fingers, stroking his shaft, rubbing his glans gently with his precum lubricating it as it grew in my hands, I felt another man’s hands on my groin, his fingers brushing my balls. I sensed that he wanted to caress my pussy so I scooted forward in the seat to give him access. I could feel something cold and wet being rubbed into my hole. I relaxed and enjoyed the sensations while I renewed my rubbing of the thick cock which was swelling in my hand before exploding over me.
My cock twitched back into life as I felt a finger penetrate me. The businessman whispered to me: good, you’re ready for my cock. I lay back diagonally on my seat as he pushed his cock into my pussy and I felt an overwhelming sensation of being used whilst wanting to wrap my whole body around that thick long cock and to squeeze the life out of it. My trousers around my ankles, my shirt unbuttoned, I could feel hands on my legs, on my chest, a cock in each hand, then my head turned to the side so that the man in the row behind could fuck my mouth. I had become the centre of attention like the lady in the film but without the gymnastics. No one was watching the movie, they were queuing to fuck me and I could not wait