Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2008 10:39:12 +0000 From: mark Members Subject: at the cinema 3 During that holiday I began to think that David might be seeing other boys, or men, apart from me Steve and his Dad. I didn't particularly mind, I had already grasped the fact that it was his cock that I loved more than him, indeed it was cock that I loved. Steve's dad was a strange one. I got the impression that he didn't want to touch him and didn't want to touch anyone else particularly either. It was wonderfully sexy watching him wanking over us and I remember thinking that I would have done just that if I had been in his shoes. I was beginning t be aware of the power that I had , just by bing young and I resolved at some stage before the holidays were over to take advantage of it. In the meantime on the days when David said he had "things to do" there was always the cinema. I was now sufficiently bold not to hideaway from everybody and by my third visit deliberately chose to sit in a row where a middle aged man was seated. I didn't sit next to him but close enough for him to see that I might b interested. I was wearing shorts' it was summer after all and I was 14. It didn't take him long to pretend to have dropped something bend down and reappear next to me. "Good movie". He said. I had only seen about a minute of it, a few naked girls hurling beach balls about, but I nodded at the same time as blushing with anticipation. His hand moved on to my knee. "You've got nice legs," squeezing my knee and moving lowly up my thigh."I bet you've got a nice cock too "he probably had a rough idea as it was already straining to escape from my trouser leg He reached for it, still in my pants, and pushed it back into the shorts. "Can't have that, can we showing me your little boy's cock. Not that little either, I'd say. Not as big as this though" and with that he grabbed my hand and made me grasp his prick. It was circumcised and only half hard as I wrapped my palm round its heat. I could feel it growing and wanked it gingerly. "You like that, don't you? Like to suck it? Let's go to the back. He sidled out of the aisle with me following obediently. We walked to the small passageway at the rear of the cinema. Here he pulled my shorts to my knees and grasped my cock. "A lovely cut cock, not too many pubes either." He pushed his hand between my legs and stuck his index finger in my arse."Wank me, go on suck it. He raised one leg against the back of the seats and thrust his cock towards my mouth. It was quite beautiful. His glans was quite small but shaped like a bullet; behind it the shaft broadened to the end of its seven inches . There was the faintest taste of piss which was new to me. He impaled my mouth with slow strokes- it felt as if he was filling my entire mouth with his length. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a light shining the usher's torch as he approached us. I tried to pull my mouth of the stranger's cock but he was having none of it. The usher came up to us and shone the torch first of all into my face before lowering to pick out my cock." Nice," he said and pushed the stranger's hand away to replace it with his own. With his other hand he undid the zip on his trousers and produced his own neat flaccid prick, its foreskin leaving just his piss slit exposed. "Have we got time to fuck him?"Asked the stranger of the usher. "Probably not, this is ending in five minutes. I want my sucked tho', move over." Looking back I think this may have been the first time I had ever sucked on a soft cock. It was lovely feeling it grow harder, warmer and longer in my mouth as I ran my tongue over the ever enlarging glans. The foreskin seemed to disappear. The usher grabbed the stranger's prick and pumped at the shaft "You near? " "If you do that I am, keep going, faster I want to spunk on the boy. He took the usher's hand from his cock and replaced it with his own and began to wank manically. There was a gasp a shoot of silver sperm that seemed to be held up in mid air before landing on my face and then more and more. This seemed to encourage the usher who redoubled his pumping; even so the lights were beginning to go up as he finally reached his orgasm and squeezed his spunk down my throat. The cinema was practically empty at that time, probably not more than a dozen at most; but I knew then as I know now that everyone of them knew what had been going on and that everyone of them wished they had been party to it.