Date: Sun, 9 Dec 2018 19:09:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Erin Boy Subject: Balcony Boy Balcony Boy gay adult/youth oral true Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments always welcome at erinboy_98@yahoo.com I went to an all-boy Catholic high school in the city and commuted each day on the bus and subway. One time when I was about 17 a classmate and I stayed in town to see a movie after school. It was in this big old ornate theater that used to be an opera house or something. The theater was almost empty for the matinee and we sat in the middle of the balcony. After we had been watching the movie for a while, I noticed a guy down in front of us off to the left side of the aisle who kept turning around and looking at us. I couldn't help but notice because the light from the projector would show on his face. Soon he got up and came back to our row and came in and sat right next to me. My friend was sitting to my right and I don't think he even noticed that the guy had joined us. Pretty soon I could feel the pressure of a leg against my left calf. When I didn't pull away, the stranger began to rub his leg up and down against mine. We were wearing our school uniforms, grey woolen slacks, blue blazer, white shirt and necktie. I was a skinny kid back then, at about 130 pounds and 5'9" tall with blue eyes and brown hair. My buddy was a tall, lanky redhead. The stranger soon put his right hand on my thigh and just held it there, not moving. When I didn't push it away his hand snaked over and began to press against my crotch. I got a hard-on right away and he began to squeeze and press me through my trousers. I kept trying to see if my friend was noticing what was going on but his eyes were glued to the screen. It was a war movie with lots of action and noise. My cock was only six inches and not very thick, but it felt like it was going to poke a hole in my pants. Soon the guy was fumbling with my zipper. After he got it down, his fingers began to search for the opening in my briefs. Once through that last defense he began to gently squeeze the head of my circumcised cock, rubbing me between two fingers and his thumb. When he tried to fish my cock out into the open I panicked and put my hands over his to stop him. I was beginning to squirm in my seat and I was sure my friend would see what was going on. Panicked, I pushed his hand away and zipped my fly back up. The guy got up and left. Still my friend gave no appearance of having noticed him. I turned my head enough to see him standing in the doorway at the top of the aisle. I told my friend I would be right back and got up and walked towards the door. The guy, who in the light looked to be in his early 20s, and rather husky with black hair, turned and went down the broad marble stairway. I followed him until we got to the basement men's room, which had a large anteroom with a marble fireplace and tables and upholstered chairs along the walls. We didn't even go into the men's room, but right there in the anteroom he began feeling me up. Taking my hands in his he backed up and sat in one of the plush chairs. At eye level with my crotch he unzipped my fly and put his hand through my briefs and found my cock, which was straining to escape its confinement. Once he had it out he leaned forward and took it in his mouth. I held his head while he sucked up and down. There was no door into the anteroom, just an opening from the large hallway. The fear that someone could walk in on us made it all the more exciting. I was getting close to shooting when he stood up and whipped out his own cock which was uncut and a good bit larger than mine, but not as big as some of the adult men, or even older teens I had sucked. I knelt in front of him on the carpeted floor and took my turn on his cock, sucking it lovingly as I knew well how to do. Then I stood up again and he began to really go to town on me, sucking hard and sometimes rubbing my cock against his face, his stubbly beard scratching the sensitive head of my cock. There was no way I could hold out and soon shot my load in his mouth. He swallowed every bit and kept sucking until there was no more to be had. He started to jerk himself off but I pushed him to sit back in the chair and knelt down to take it in my mouth once more. It didn't take long before he gave me more than a mouthful of cum. Though I much preferred the sweeter cum I got from younger boys, I felt it was only fair to swallow every bit of his thick cream. When he had finished shooting, he pulled me up, hugged me close and started french kissing me, which I was not used to. He used his tongue to gather traces of his own cum from my mouth. When he was sated, we straightened our clothes and climbed the stairs back to the balcony and went back to sit together with my classmate until the end of the movie. When it was over, the stranger walked out with us and the three of us walked along together making small talk about the movie and stuff. It turns out he was a college student. I think if my friend was not with us he would have asked for my phone number. And I would have given it to him, but soon we came to the subway entrance and parted company. My friend never said anything to me about this strange encounter. Either he was very naive, or just too polite to ask if I was queer, which is what we called it in those days. 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