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That Time I Got Jerked Off in a Sleazy Porn Theater [MM]  

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4/2/2020 6:45 am
That Time I Got Jerked Off in a Sleazy Porn Theater [MM]


None of my friends know this story, none of my ex’s, or even my wife, but it's absolutely true.

I found my first porno in my Dad’s sock drawer when I was a and it was one of the classics, Taboo, on VHS. This movie was a classic, Kay Parker and her fantastic huge tits, was such an eye-opening experience for at that age and molded into the horny guy that I became. I’d watch it whenever I had some time to myself and since this was before the internet, I really had to enjoy what I had since I couldn’t go and get any other films. Other than a few Playboy’s and Penthouse magazines, that was the only adult entertainment I could find. A few of my friends and I would trade movies that they also got, from their Dad’s or from an older brother or something.

A bit later I was reading the newspaper and was looking through the movie section, where the movie showings and times would be posted for the upcoming wee At the bottom of the page was a section for an adult theater in the city nearby where I lived. I didn’t know that those existed until then. Unlike now, these theaters were a little more commonplace back then, but I had no idea then. I became so focused on going to this theater, just to see what it was like. I had no idea about any etiquette once you were there, what the typical clientele was, what it would cost, etc. I brought it up with one of my friends, both of us are straight, but it wouldn’t have mattered because I had no idea what I was in for anyway. We drove to the shopping center and found the theater in the back corner and walked up to the ticket booth, which was like the older theaters and located right out front of the entrance. The marquee above the theater had the name of the movies showing (turns out it was a double-header showing, lucky us!). I cannot remember the name of the porn that day but was still shocked that the name was up in big block letters in this seedy shopping center for everyone to see. We walked up to buy or tickets and got an odd look from the lady at the ticket booth, she even asked for our IDs to prove we were 18, and then let us in. So far everything looked pretty normal, it looked like it needed some TLC but we weren’t there for a blockbuster movie or experience. We walked in when the show had already begun and found some seats near the back and sat down (with one seat in between us of course, bro code). I saw a handful of people there, all men, sitting by themselves watching the movie. I didn’t know what they were doing but so far seems pretty much what I expected. We watched for a few minutes before I saw a guy get up from his seat and move over to another row and sit down, right next to another guy, he sat there for a few minutes before I saw his head disappear, going down on the guy next to him. We hadn’t realized that people went there to jerk or suck each other off. I was completely floored by this at the time, even though in hindsight I should have expected that. My friend and I decided that this wasn’t really the place for us, and we got up and left. We only spent about -15 minutes there in total and that was that.

Over the next few days I could not get this porn theater out of my mind. I don’t know what it was, but I kept thinking about going back and finding my own spot in the back where I could sneak out again if I wanted to. I didn’t tell my friend, because I knew he wasn’t into it and I didn’t want anyone knowing where I was going. I remember it being summertime, right before I was heading to college, because I wasn’t in school and was wearing shorts. I decided that I was going to go again and watch a little more this time. I bought my ticket and found a seat in the 3rd row up front (far enough away from any other person there, which was about 15 dudes, as you’d expect). I looked around for a minute, just to get my bearings, but then went back and was focused on the porn on the big screen. I remember feeling so turned on by watching the porn there, with other people. I had on shorts and a t-shirt and I was rubbing my cock through my shorts while I was watching the flic I was getting myself really worked up and could see the precum spot beginning form on my shorts. I looked around see if anyone was looking at and see if the coast was clear; I then unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled out my cock, which was throbbing and fully erect. It was really dark in there, so I thought I was probably alright doing this. Plus, I was watching porn and that is what you are supposed to do when watching porn. I start stroking myself slowly, so as not to draw attention and to make sure I didn’t cum so quickly. This was my very first time doing anything like this in public and I was so excited and turned on. It wasn’t the fact that a bunch of guys could see me, or even if there had been girls there, it was about the fact that someone (anyone for that matter) was there and could see me. After a few minutes, I heard some noise from the row behind me, I immediately stopped stroking and tucked my cock under my t-shirt, pretending that I wasn’t doing anything (just a normal guy watching a normal movie), which clearly would have convinced no one. I decided after a minute or so that it was probably safe to carry-on and I pulled my cock back out and continued. After a minute I realized that there was a guy right behind me, right over my right shoulder, watching me jerk off. I tried to hide what I was doing again but he’d already seen me and had been watching, he whispered to me to keep stroking, told me to focus on the screen and keep going. He told me how big my cock was and how nice it looked while I was stroking it. My instinct was to put it away and leave ASAP, but I was too turned on to stop then, and my cock was throbbing.

I could see out of my peripherals that I was starting to get a little more attention than I had intended. People were changing seats and getting closer to me to get a view. I was probably the youngest guy in there by 15 years…at least. I felt comfortable and horny enough at the time to keep going, so that is what I did. The next thing I noticed was an older guy was sitting in the same row as me…about 5 seats away, but I still didn’t stop. He then moved a few seats closer to me, I still didn’t stop stroking. Internally I was asking myself why I was still sitting there, but my intrigue got the better of me (and the thrill I was feeling inside) and I kept going. The guy moved to the seat next to me and I still had my cock in my hand; I hid it under my t-shirt again, pretending like nothing was going on. His reached his hand over and I could feel it on my leg. I told myself that this isn’t what I should be doing and that I should leave. But I stayed and waited. I then felt his hand brush against my hand, which was still holding my coc He took his hand and moved it around, I felt it brush against part of my cock that wasn’t in my hand. I couldn’t believe it, it felt dirty, but it also almost made immediately explode all over myself. I hadn’t looked at him, never did, didn’t want , but I wasn’t stopping him. In a low whisper to , he told relax, lean back, and watch the screen. I was so horny at this time that I couldn’t even think straight. I realized that there were also guys sitting behind me and watching this happen, jerking themselves off. In a move I never thought I’d do, I removed my hand from my cock and brought it my side, leaving my cock completely exposed, erect, with his hand brushing up against it. He then grabbed my cock with his left hand and started<b> stroke . </font></b>I felt this overwhelming excitement come over me. My cock was already really hard, but I could feel the blood pulsing through it, like an electrical current, making it even harder. Other than a couple of girlfriends I had had, this was the first time someone who knew what they were doing (other than me) had stroked my coc I could hear the wetness from the accumulating precum covering my head and shaft; you could hear my cock being stroked over the sounds of the porn. I was in a completely different world at this time, I wasn’t even thinking about how odd this was for me. I was just so fucking turned on and I could feel that I was about cum really fucking hard. I don’t even know if I was being quiet, I thought I was, but who knows. I felt this wave rush over and knew I was about cum…and cum really hard, I didn’t have any time stop him before and it now was the point of no return, I was going to shoot a huge load and I couldn’t stop it anymore. I think I gave a short audible warning to him but he didn’t stop, he told he wanted see cum…I didn’t know where I was supposed cum, didn’t plan that far ahead…but he told again that he wanted cum. Right then I leaned forward in my chair a bit and he angled my cock forward but kept stroking until I exploded and released a massive, long burst of cum right into the seat-back in front of and all over the floor. He then altered his stroking technique longer, slower pumps with a tighter grip and I shot burst after burst, it felt like it lasted forever even though it was probably only seconds. I heard another guy cum behind as I was still cumming but close finishing. It didn’t take very long for my entire demeanor change after I had released all that build-up, the ecstasy had left. I started feel embarrassment and maybe a little shock about it and knew I didn’t want wait around for anyone talk . I told the guy that jerked off that I was going run the bathroom clean up and I would be right bac I ran the bathroom, made sure I wasn’t covered in cum (which I wasn’t), and then headed out the door my car and drove away.

When I thought about this experience at any normal part of the day, I couldn’t believe I had done it. But when I was horny and jerking off, I use that memory have another amazing orgasm. I kept thinking about it and thought about going back again, I loved the thought that I was the center of attention at the theater that day. That experience is probably what got into exhibitionism and why I fucking love the windows open when I am fucking my wife or jerking my cock, or being watched on webcam. I never went back to that theater that summer and when I got back from college, I saw that it had been closed for good. It was the last one in my hometown. Internet porn was free and was available from home, so these places were getting shutdown…in certain areas anyway. I still have the desire to go to a place like this or to visit an adult bookstore, but I haven’t gone bac I fantasize about visiting a bookstore with a gloryhole and putting my hard cock through the hole, not knowing who is on the other side, to feel a warm mouth around my cock with no idea who it is. I don’t even care whose mouth it is, that part is irrelevant. I’ve had this fascination with being watched ever since that day.

That day most likely lead to my threesome that I wrote about a few days ago (and others that I’ve had over the years), it took a few years to build up to that moment, but it’s almost all I think about now. My wife and I keep pushing our comfort boundaries. I fantasize about taking her with me to an adult theater or bookstore, putting her on display while I fuck her. Seeing all these guys watch her, stroking their cocks to her getting fucked. If she wants to suck them, she can, she can be as slutty as she wants to be.

I still have the desire to go back, but I’m afraid of what I’ll get myself into now if I go.

Thanks for reading by story, it’s all true.

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