A gay adult story: Cinema visit by mazeyj ,
At the age of 15, I often used my study periods in school to sneak off to the local Cinema in the afternoons. Known as the “slee p it,” it was the oldest Cinema in town and had a shabby interior with worn out seats. The Cinema showed B-rated films on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays, mostly in black and white. Unlike most cinemas, there were no Usherettes; only a man sold tickets in the booth. My classmate, Malcolm, whom I had become friends with, suggested I visit the Cinema during my free periods as there were always “dirty old men” on the lookout for willing sissy boys like us. He allured me with tales of raunchy cock fun that took place there, arousing my curiosity to explore further.
Malcolm had already briefed me about what to expect and how to behave in front of these men. Eager to experience this world of forbidden pleasures, I changed into a pair of my favourite girlie panties, a midi pair of stretch nylon panties with large red roses, before heading off to town. I arrived at the Cinema at 1:45 pm and handed my money to the man in the booth, who had a smirk on his face and said, “You’re in luck this afternoon.” I didn’t quite understand what he meant at the time.
As I made my way into the Cinema, I noticed that it was empty except for two mature men sitting together on the other side. I sat in the middle of the back row, hoping for some action. Within minutes, another mature man joined me, carrying a mackintosh. I instinctively knew he was one of the men from the infamous “dirty Mac brigade.” They would drape their Mac over their leg and yours, giving them the perfect cover to discreetly touch you. As predicted, the man sitting next to me draped his coat over my knee while slowly undoing my trouser waist clasp and zipper.
The Man just smiled at me, he was about 50 years of age, balding head, he wore the typical dress code of his age a shirt, a tie, a suit, and of course he carried a beige coloured Macintosh. Then came the commencement of his action, I felt his hand on my knee, massaging it gently, these men were always careful not to be to rough with panty boys, because I didn’t object he continued to manoeuvre his hand from my knee until he reached my groin, within seconds I could the man’s face light up when he realised I’d prepared my crotch area for his easy access.
Eventually when the man placed his hand between my legs I immediately open them allowing his entry to my panty covered cock, I heard a grating sigh from the man’s voice, an indication he was thrilled and delighted he didn’t have work persuade me to help to help satisfy his lust. To aid the man I lifted myself up a little so that I could lower trousers to rest on my knees, giving the man my permission to fondle me in my skimpy knickers. I enjoyed the physical attention the old man paid to my panty covered cock, the man then whispered in my ear “why don’t you go to the Cinema toilets where Daddy can play with his girlie boy, with an invitation such as that how could a sissy boy refuse.
I was a young teenage boy, a bit of a loner. I didn’t have many friends to hang out with, so I often found myself wandering aimlessly around the town, looking for something to do.
One day, I decided to escape the boredom by sneaking into the local cinema. I managed to get in without buying a ticket, and found a seat near the back. The film playing was an old black and white movie, not really my cup of tea, but it was better than nothing.
As I was watching the film, an old man sat down next to me. He looked to be in his 60s, with grey hair and a wrinkled face. He seemed friendly enough, so I didn’t pay much attention to him and continued to watch the movie.
But then, I felt the old man’s hand on my leg. I was confused and uncomfortable, but I didn’t want to make a scene. So, I pulled my trouser up and tried to ignore him. But the old man didn’t stop there. He began to stroke my thigh and tried to undo my trousers. I was frozen, not sure what to do. Then, the old man took out a tissue and placed it on my lap, covering my crotch. He then asked me if I wanted to have some fun. I was shocked and didn’t know how to respond. But before I could say anything, the old man removed his Mac from my knees and left to go directly to the toilet. I followed five minutes later, trying to process what had just happened.
The toilet was located at the rear of the cinema, and once I opened the door, there were steps leading down to the lower level. The lighting was dim, but I could still see. When I arrived, the old man was patiently waiting for me. He wasted no time and immediately began to undo my trousers and removed my shirt and tie. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but the old man didn’t seem to mind. He led me to one of the larger toilet cubicles and closed the door behind us.
Inside, he instructed me to play with his cock, saying that sissy boys should always please their daddies. I nervously obliged, and soon found myself sucking his half-hard cock with enthusiasm. Despite never having done it before, I instinctively knew what to do and savoured his cock with my tongue. I must have sucked him for at least twenty minutes before he instructed me to stand up and bend over.
I did as I was told, placing my hands on the cistern and arching my bottom. The old man pulled my panties down and injected his cum between my cheeks, leaving a sticky mess. But he didn’t stop there; he continued to finger fuck my boy cunt with his ejaculated sperm.
I was relieved when he finally left, but also surprisingly satisfied. I had just experienced my first sexual encounter with a man, and although it wasn’t what I had expected, it was strangely thrilling.
While my boy pussy was enjoying the attention, my moans of pleasure were a bit loud, then I suddenly I heard movements in the toilet, I whispered to the man who was finger fucking me, did he think the man heard us, “No” said the man fingering my boy pussy, its my mate who I was sitting next to until you arrived, he’s waiting outside hoping you’ll let him fuck you, he loves fucking boy’s tight pussy holes.
Without asking or waiting for my approval the older man quickly opened the toilet cubicle door and left leaving the cubicle revealing my nakedness except for my skimpy cum soaked panties resting below my asshole, there standing at the door with his rock hard cock in his hand was a rough looking 40 year old dressed in ragged clothes, I was poised in the same position with my two hands on the toilet cistern and my ass arched, my boy pussy was dripping with man‘s spunk, the man entered the cubicle he didn’t close the door, he dropped his oil stained jeans and his grey grubby briefs down to his ankles, he wasted no time in positioning his cock at the entrance of my asshole, then without warning or consideration for my tight anus he thrusted his cock inside me, the pain as excruciating I screamed out in agony, but in spite of my pleas the man took no heed, I noticed the other man had stayed and standing by the exit door keeping watch in case anyone else wanted a visit to the toilet, although my boy cunt was enduring the insertion of such a large cock which caused me immense pain the other side of me took pleasure that a man wanted to breed me. Whether or not the man’s time was limited, he was an aggressive fuck, eventually my fuck hole did respond to the man’s rampant gyration his cock thrusts where fast and furious when he released his cock he’d plunge it back inside me, he grabbed my tights and forcibly pulled my cock filled cunt onto his cock.