Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2004 11:00:44 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: CINEMA MATINEE

CINEMA MATINEE.
THIS IS A HOMOSEXUAL FICTION, IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ SUCH
MATERIAL PLEASE LEAVE NOW. IF NOT I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT.


   This happened several years ago.
   I was 16 and in my last term at school. We were taking exams so I had
a lot of free time. It was a hot muggy Thursday, not much sun, so I
decided to go to our local fleapit to see the adventure movie they were
showing. I was wearing trainers, loose white cotton shorts, no
underpants, and a red singlet. I got my pocket money on Friday, so, as I
had just enough money, I decided to treat myself to a Balcony seat, and
I'd still have enough for an ice cream at the interval.
   The usher, a lad of about 19, told me to sit wherever I liked, the
place was dead. I made my way to the back row left. I looked around,
there were only half a dozen other people in there, all guys, I thought
nothing of it. I settled down to watch the movie. Around 5 minutes later
a bloke in his early 20's came and sat right next to me on my left. "All
right kid?" he asked. "Yeah." I muttered, wondering why he'd sat next to
me when there were so many empty seats! He turned and offered me a fag, I
mumbled "Thanks" and took one, I'd been smoking for 6 months or more,
usually other people's, I didn't get much pocket money. When he lit it
for me I could see he was a good looking skin head, white T-shirt,
tattoos, and torn bleached denims with Doc Marten's. We settled back to
watch the movie, and I was very conscious of his foot alongside and
touching mine, then he fidgeted and slouched forward, now his leg was
against mine as well. I was confused, and a bit intimidated, so I said
nothing. He rested his arm along his leg and I could feel his little
finger on my thigh. "Oh God," I thought as I felt my prick stiffening,
"what can I do? If I adjust myself he'll notice." So I tried to
concentrate on the film as my prick tented my shorts.
   Five minutes later, "Another fag kid?" "Er, no, thanks" I didn't want
any light showing up my stiffy, "I haven't got any to offer you back."
"That's OK, perhaps you can give me something else. Take one!" he
ordered. I took one and as he lit it for me I could see him looking at my
bulge. Back to watching the movie, but this time as he fidgeted some 5
minutes later, he placed his Doc Marten on top of my trainer and the
whole of his hand on my thigh, pushing my shorts up so he was resting on
bare flesh. My leg started trembling and I got goose bumps all over. He
must have felt them, he rubbed my thigh a little and whispered in my ear
"Relax kid, you'll love it. I know I did at your age, and I always wanted
more." He ground out his cigarette and I did the same, my heart was
pounding, I'd heard about stuff like this, but it was always Dirty Old
Men who did it, not young attractive guys. I had had a couple of jack off
sessions with mates, but we'd never touched each others pricks, but I
must admit I was almost permanently hard and wanked all the time. He
eased his hand backwards and up the leg of my shorts, I just froze, I
didn't want to cause a scene but I knew it was wrong, and yet my prick
was up for it! He reached my balls and twisted his hand round to cup them
and fondle them. I gasped, "Hush" he whispered. My prick was rigid now,
and I felt precum ooze from my cockslit. He felt my throbbing shaft.
"Come with me!" he whispered urgently and, thinking with my prick, I
followed him to the last seat of the row. "Take your shorts off and sit
down" he ordered as he lay in the aisle and began to undo his jeans and
push them down to his ankles. Mesmerised I took my shorts off and sat
down, my prick standing stiff to it's full 6 ½ inches. He knelt by me and
guided my left hand to his prick which was covered by his T-shirt. I felt
it, it was stiff and thick, much thicker than mine, but about the same
length, he was cut, unlike me, and his knob was slimy with precum. I
heard a noise and froze. "Relax, it's just my mate coming to help out and
keep watch." I looked around, a guy around 35 was coming down our row, he
was dressed the same as the skin head, but his head was shaved. He was
unbuttoning his fly as he approached and as he sat next to me he pulled
his jeans down and his T-shirt up a little. He took my right hand and put
it on his prick, he was half hard, I wanked it a little and it stiffened
until it was about 7 inches long, cut, and thick as the younger guys.
   Out of the corner of my eye I detected a movement at the end of our
row, I stiffened. "It's all right" the elder guy growled in a low voice,
"that's the usher, my cousin, he's keeping watch too." I relaxed, then
gasped as the younger guy leant over and took my prick in his mouth.
"Keep wanking us" ordered the elder in my ear "and try and keep quiet!" I
kept wanking, but was writhing in my seat as the younger guy's tongue was
all over my hard prick, around the shaft and under my foreskin, then he
began sucking, I could hardly contain myself, but I kept wanking, loving
the steely, silky feel of their throbbing pricks. Younger pulled my
foreskin fully back and sucked my knob with a passion. It was too much
for my sexed up 16 year old body, I stiffened, the elder guy clamped his
hand over my mouth, and I exploded into the younger guy's mouth. It was
the most intense ejaculation of my life, and I couldn't believe he was
swallowing all my boycum. "Keep wanking!" I was told again, obviously I'd
stopped when those brilliant spasms had wracked my body. I started
wanking again, the younger guy was fondling my balls and still gently
sucking on my prick, keeping it hard. The hand was removed from my mouth,
and I heard low groans escape from the men's mouths as they came
together, the elder onto the back of the seat in front, the younger onto
the side of mine. My hands were covered in thick, sticky mancum. "Lick
your fingers clean" the elder guy ordered. In a daze I lifted my hands to
my mouth one at a time and licked the cum off, I found the taste a bit
salty, fishy even, but I liked it!
"Stay there" I was told as the elder guy climbed over me to kneel by the
younger guy and take his cum covered prick in his mouth. Due to the
ministrations of the younger guy's expert mouth I was fully hard again.
Another noise! Turning, I saw a black kid about 20 coming down the row.
"Another friend" the younger guy told me, lifting his head off my prick
for an instant. He was wearing a Bib and Brace set of overalls which he
shucked down as he sat next to me. He took my hand and placed it round
his prick, it was the biggest yet. About 8 inches long, uncut, and a
little thicker than the others, with a really big knob. It felt the best
yet, and I began wanking it without being told. "Great" the black guy
whispered in my ear "keep wetting your fingers with spit as you wank it."
I did as I was told. I began to moan again as the younger guy pulled my
foreskin back again and went to work on my knob with a passion. I didn't
care when the black guy put his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet, I
was too far gone, but I wasn't going to stop wanking this time, I wanted
him to cum with me. But I wasn't the first to cum, the younger guy
stopped sucking, groaned around my throbbing prick, and filled the elder
guy's mouth with cum. He continued sucking me after his first couple of
shots and I was soon filling his eager mouth with jet after jet of
boycum, halfway through my ejaculation the black guy stiffened, his prick
throbbed and he shot rope after rope of mancum onto the back of the seat
in front. When he'd stopped cumming I licked at my sticky fingers,
anxious to taste him, his cum great, very like mine, but a touch
stronger.
   I was totally dazed, "Follow me" said the younger guy as he dressed
himself, I pulled up my shorts and followed him to the Gents, which,
luckily, were just behind us. "Get cleaned up, and if you want to watch
the movie go and sit at the front," he told me, "and here's a fiver, get
yourself some fags" He grinned at me, kissed me on the lips and left. I
slowly washed my hands thinking "What am I going to do?"

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