Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2000 17:49:02 +1000 From: S Subject: A Visit to the Cinema It was a very warm day in the suburbs of north London. It was one of those days when all you wanted to do was either lie at a lovely sparkling blue swimming pool and go in for the occasional swim, or, go to some place where the air conditioning was pleasant and cool. I was feeling a bit fed up and down in the dumps and I looked through the films pages in the local paper and saw something I fancied, so I decided that was where I would go. I knew I would get in for half price because it was a Monday. The cinema was only about 10 minutes walk and as I was going along the very warm footpath I realised I required to go to the toilet. At that time I could not think where a toilet might be but I knew I would get one in the cinema. At this stage I should tell you something about myself. I am 16 years of age going on 19 or 20. Everyone tells me I look older than 16. I am 5'10"inches tall and I am quite slimmish because I am very athletic through running and soccer. I just love the feeling of running around the local parks or heaths and checking out what talent is around. Therein lies one of my problems - if a 16 year old has any problems at all. You see I am not really sure whether I like girls or boys and I am therefore not sure whether I am gay or bisexual. I definitely know I am not straight in the true sense of the word. I know that when I see boys stripping at soccer or even when they are stripped naked and in the showers I am always checking out their package and seeing what they have to offer in the groin department. I get a hard on easily, I suppose every 16 year old is the same, and I masturbated quite a lot and think about who I have seen that particular day. I guess it all started when I was 11 years of age and my 16 year old cousin, Jay, came to stay with us after his old man had done a runner and his Mum became quite ill. Jay stayed with us for 6 weeks and thereafter he came every school holiday, at these time he always slept with me - I am glad to say. On that first night I was sort of apprehensive when we got into my bedroom and started to strip off. I had my pyjama bottoms on in record time, I never wore a top because I always got myself half strangled in the middle of the night when I wore a jacket. I then noticed that Jay did not put his top on either although I saw he had one. He looked beautiful to me, he had longish true blonde hair, slim and his body was almost wiry but he was the same height as I was. He did not have an athletic body because he was so slim and you could see his ribs quite clearly. My bed was a double bed but one of the smaller narrower type so I knew we were going to be pretty close together and I thought supposing I get an erection and he touches it. As Jay got into bed I said to him...... "What are you not wearing a top ?" he said. "Because you have'nt one on". I had this strange feeling of excitement as we both lay down on our backs. I was not sure what was but I knew there was a sort of charge of electricity between us. We put the light out and Jay started talking about this book he had got from the library. He said it was a very sexy book and he started telling me how this boy had met a girl in the woods and had started to feel her breasts and how he was holding her in such a way that it made both of them excited. Jay then said... "Let me show you how he was holding her". He then turned on his side and put his right arm across my chest and under my left arm. I had these amazing feelings come over me especially as he leaned over me and his hair fell on my face. I had my right arm down by my side and I could feel his whole body lean into me and it was hot and somehow I thought he was shaking. As he moved his arm under my left arm I sort of jumped because it was ticklish and Jay said... "Are you ticklish then ?". I said.... "I am, very." After about a minute of him holding me like this I could feel his fingers moving and I started to giggle and squirm about. He then brought his hand slowly over my chest and stated to touch my nipples. Unlike him I had very prominent nipples and they quickly went really solid and hard under his touch. I let out a gasp and I said "That tickles Jay." He said .... "Nice tickles or tickles tickles /' I said "Nice tickles". He then said .... "You do it to me till I see how it feels." He then lay back and I turned on my side and I started to stroke his chest with my left hand. I moved slowly all around it. He moaned and said.... "Oh Mike that is glorious". I kept doing it and the feel of his smooth skin on his hairless body was just beautiful to touch and I could definitely feel I was getting aroused. I had never done this touching business with a another boy, or anyone for that matter, and I found it so exciting. Jay then said.... "Let me do it to you now." I lay back down and he got up on his side and with his right hand he started to stroke all over my chest and he seemed to linger on my nipples which were really hard. I was so excited and my erection was now solid and it had to be sticking straight out in front of me, under my pyjama trousers of course. Jay then allowed his hand to trail along the top of my pyjama trousers and I could feel his hand over my pj's and his little finger was touching my hard under my trousers. I was lying there gasping and he whispered in my ear.... "You do it to me now". I could hardly wait to start stroking him and soon I was over his trousers and I could feel this enormous cock, at least it seemed enormous to me. I stroked him and I said .... "Is that nice Jay." He said...... "Undo my chord". Meaning the ties on his pyjama bottoms. I did that and I could feel him push his trousers down. I then continued stroking him and gradually I went lower until I could feel the hair around his pubic mound. It felt so wirey and because I had no hair at all at that stage it felt so wonderful to me. I was aroused as I had never been before. Jay then took my hand and placed it on his throbbing hard rod. It felt so silky and yet solid but so smooth and I stroked it gently. Jay just lay and moaned and I could hear some other sounds coming from him but I could not make out a thing. He then said..... "Turn over Mike, its my turn". I knew then I was in for something I had only experienced with my own hand. As I lay there and Jay's hand stroked down from my chest on to my tummy I was quivering in excitement. He undid the chord on my trousers and as he moved my pj's aside I was totally out of control and just shaking in expectation. He slipped his hand in and down and felt around the base of my cock and then he moved his hand over my balls which he stroked for minutes on end. I was gasping and moving from side to side. He then came up and stroked my cock which was a good four and a half inches and he continued doing it until I could feel his wonderful excitement which I had felt so often when I had wanked myself. It built up and up until I let out a loud groan and a moan of exctasy as I peaked. Of course I could not cum at that stage but my cock was throbbing and throbbing as Jay held it gently. He then whispered to me.... "Do that to me now". He lay down and as I got up he put his left arm around my back and just held me as I put my hand on his stomach and caressed all around his tummy button. I got my hand going lower and lower until I was tangled up in his wirey pubic hair again. Then I touched his huge rampant cock and it felt gorgeous. In fact it was only about 6 inches. I stroked it from top to bottom and had only done it about five or six times when I suddenly felt it swell up and pulsate. He then he grasped me tightly with his left arm and moved his face to mine and we kissed as I firstly felt his cock disgorge its juices in my hand and then I felt the ghooey stuff all over my arms and hand. After he had subsided a bit we lay there cuddling and Jay said to me.... "Oh Mike that was glorious, this has to be our secret for ever and a day." I agreed. We fell asleep that night in each others arms. This was the beginning of three years of sex every night when my dear cousin stayed with us and i suppose he stayed for about 3 months of the year. Back to me heading for the movie theatre. Suddenly I saw a toilet block right next to the theatre. I went in and stood at the stall and let go a huge and powerful stream. As I was doing this I became conscious of a man, quite old he appeared to me at a sidewards glance, standing two stalls away. I finished and shook my dick and the man suddenly said ...... "I'll bet that feels better". I could see he was looking at me stuffing my cock into my shorts and I said... "Sure was". I then went into the cinema and there appeared, in the dim light, to be plenty of seats although most down the centre section of the cinema was full. I went to one side and took a seat right up against the wall. I then got lost in the reviews and all the ads. Then the main film started. It was a bit noisey and I was lost in it and I sort of " felt" someone come in and sit down in the seat next to me, but I really paid no attention to this fact. I was totally absorbed in the film. I should tell you at this stage I was wearing black shorts, which were running shorts and they were very wide on the leg. I also had a T shirt on, nothing else, not even underwear. After a while I was sitting well down in the seat with my legs wide open and I suddenly felt the heat of a hand on or near to my knee and I could feel from time to time this hand actually touching my knee. I thought maybe it was an accident but I did not move in any way and the hand stayed there. Then I suddenly felt it move on to my leg completely, I still did not move but I could feel my cock start to grow inside my shorts. It was a very sexy feeling. The hand then started to move very softly and ever so gently up and down my leg and all of the time it was just barely touched the hairs on my thighs. It really made me go hard almost instantly. I did not move until I felt so uncomfortable with this hard rod in my shorts that I had to move to make myself more comfortable. The hand left my leg and just as I was getting apprehensive that the guy would not put it back there I felt it close over my knee a little bit firmer this time and it started to move up my leg again. I had not dared look at the guy next to me during this time as I still was in a bit of shock at it happening but it was so nice and so sensual I could not stop the guy from doing it. The hand went further and further up my thigh each time it stroked up and down my leg and this went on for minutes and then the hand left my leg completely and it just did not return. I was getting quite shakey as I thought the man had stopped doing it. Then he leaned over slightly and whispered to me....... "Do you mind me touching you....?" I half looked at him and realised he was the oldish man I had seen in the toilet prior to coming into the cinema. I then sort of croaked..... "No - it is nice...." He then replaced his right hand on my thigh and started to caress me as before it was so exciting and made me feel so horney. Each time he was getting higher and higher and I knew he was at times right under the hem of my shorts. I now started to slide down the seat so that his hand had easier access up my leg. His fingers were like magic and it was obvious they were long and thin and this somehow made his touch so beautiful and it was so erotic. His fingers were now so far up that I could feel them touching my ball sac and I really thought I was going to blow my lot any minute. Suddenly he withdrew his hand and leaned over and said to me.... "Take your shorts off". I said to him that people would see but he said ..... "No look around there is no one near us and it is very dark here." I looked around and sure enough there was no one near us and it was a particularly dark part of the cinema. He the leaned over again and said..... "Lift your left leg and place it over my right leg". I carefully removed my shorts and lifted my left leg and put it over his right leg and I was now very very exposed. He sort of cuddled my left thigh into him and started to caress my leg again only this time it was even more sexy and I was really beside myself with excitement. He started stroking my thigh so gently again with his left hand as his right hand sort of held my leg into his body. His hand was getting higher and higher and gradually I could feel him sort of brush the hairs at the side of my balls. He then raised his hand and just encircled my balls, he was so gentle and so soft in his touch as he sort of played with my balls and yet he was hardly touching them. I was lying there almost moaning but I knew I dare not make any noise at all. The fingers of his left hand just finger touched my balls and stroked around them until I was beside myself with excitement. His right hand now moved up my leg and he cupped my balls completely, not hard, in fact I barely knew they were being held but his finger tips kept moving and caressing between my balls and my ass. Oh god it was sooooo exciting I thought I would cum any minute. Suddenly his left hand touched the base of my cock and he almost imperceptibly started stroking up and down my shaft in the most gentle and exotic way that I almost screamed. On two occasions he sorted of grasped my cock and just held it in a sort of firm grip, although I did think this guy was incapable of really being aggressive or holding anything tight. I then felt one of his fingers which had been wrapped so softly around my balls start stroking between my balls and my bum hole. It was glorious and coupled with his gently stroking my rigid rod I was really getting into the land of the erotic. He kept all of this up for about ten minutes until I was absolutely going insane. I was desparate to cum, and yet somehow he seemed to sense when I was getting near and he would take his hand away from my cock and just play with my very short pubic hairs. I had to lean into him because I was going absolutely crazy now and I said .... "Please make me cum, please, please...." He said "All in good time". He continued to stroke me and caress me and suddenly he took his hands away and said .... "Pull up your shorts." He pushed my leg off his knee. I thought for a moment that someone was coming or someone was watching us but when I looked I could not see anyone. I was shattered, one minute I was on the peak of the mountain and the next I was thrown down and lying broken hearted. I pulled up my shorts and looked at him and he leaned over and whispered.... "I am leaving the cinema now, you follow me outside and I will be to the right of the exit door. You won't regret it." Off he went and I was left to contemplate what to do next. I could not help but follow him out but I resolved I would never go anywhere with him if he asked. I walked out f the cinema and turned right and sure enough there he was, the guy from the toilet and my most recent exciting cinema companion. He was actually 56 years of age, I found that out afterwards. He was very tall and slim and when he shook my hand I noticed that his fingers were very long and thin and exceptionally clean. He had a hawk like face and he smiled nicely when he spoke to me and said...... "Did you like that, you are a most beautiful person, you really are." I said.... "Oh wow it was fantastic, but........." I was going to say I wanted to cum but he cut me short and said..... "I know you wanted to cum. I stopped because I wanted you to come home with me and I will show you sexual excitement as you have never experienced before. I want to show you how to give someone the most erotic time, whether a boy or a girl, and it is a technique you will never forget and all your lovers - of both sexes, will want to know your secret." To say I was intrigued would put it mildly, but the man could see I was undecided. He then said...... "You don't need to touch me at all and I promise I will do nothing to you that you don't want me to. I will stop whenever you say. I will do all the touching and I will have you screaming for release but I will never allow you to touch yourself. I live less than five minutes away, come now." I could not make up my mind, I wanted to because I could feel myself with more than half a hard on and I needed release and love. I went with him. He talked to me on the way to his house and he explained that he was a Count who had been thrown out of his country years ago. He lived alone and he enjoyed teaching young people how to enjoy sex. He was in fact a professional piano teacher, that probably accounted for the long thin fingers. He also said he would have me screaming to be allowed to come because he had this ability to excite people beyond their imagination. What happened is the Subject of Part 2.