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.Cont..As Ieft the Cinema. It still seemed unreal that I had actually wanked off a stranger’s cock. When I arrived home I went straight to my room. Laying on my bed I pushed down my trousers, my Y fronts were still damp from my spunk. Tugging my cock from the Y I was instantly hard again. My mind was reliving the cinema episode’ holding his cummy hanky over my nose and mouth, tentatively letting the tip of my tongue taste that faint saltiness of it.
Within 2 minutes I had rubbed a fountain of spunk from my cock, my scrotum tight as a drum as I came. After showering and dressing. I waked down to Red Telephone Box and dialled the number on the older guys business card...The blood was pounding in my ears as I nervously waited for him to answer, after the 7th or 8th ring I was ready to hang up when a familiar voice answered “Michael speaking” I could hear other chit chat in the background. I was really nervous again and nearly hung up “Hello, whose calling?” I gathered my courage and answered “It’s me Jimmy from the Cinema” I felt silly saying it. He quietly said he remembered me and perhaps we could meet up. i nodded, then realising he couldn’t see me so I asked where? We arranged to meet 4pm the next day at the bus stop by the local shops He told me to look out for a Red Zepyhr 6 car.

At 4pm I was waiting. Half hoping that he wouldn’t show up, but the thought of that veiny cock and purple glans and the firm feel of his warm shaft kept me at the the bus stop. He was late and at 4:15 a shiny new red Zephyr pulled up. Michael reached across the front bench street and opened the door. He gave me a smile and I climbed in. The car had that new car fresh smell and as I slammed the door closed a whiff of Old Spice. Michael gave my knee a friendly pat. He drove off and asked if I would like to see his house. He said he had a new projector and some films, if I was interested. I said I was and within a couple of miles we pulled into the drive of a detached house. Inside he poured a couple glasses of beer and sat on the plush velvet couch. The super 8 projector was already set up, closing the curtains the first film he played was a poor quality travelogue about Turkey. “Bit boring isn’t it’ He said and opened box of other other boxed reels. His next film was caused me to gasp and nearly spill my beer....On the screen in glorious colour was a young man with a massive penis while a second man was sucking it. It was obviously not a professional films but the quality was good. I watched as the young man with the huge cock moaned and groaned as the other guy sucked it harder. My own cock was hard and twitching in my pants. Michael asked if i was enjoying the action and placed his hand on my cock stretched trousers. I gasped as he squeezed it through the thin woollen material. I heard his belt open and his zipper rasp down. He then stood and dropped his trousers and underpants. That veiny, heavy purpled helmeted cock i had been fantasising about since the cinema sprang out like a throbbing demon. He then helped me pull my trousers down and gave my hard cock a gentle stroke and squeeze. The action on the projector screen was now forgotten. Michael stood in front of me, his cock head was right in front of my lips. The shiny Precum Strands dripping off as his fabulous cock as his excitement pulsed it up and down. I couldn’t help myself the urge was too great and I took that shiny purple head in my mouth. The precum had a slightly sweet taste not what I had expected. I gripped his veiny shaft ad slowly gobbled his cock. My mouth stretched wide to get it in. Michael monad with every movement of my lips and tongue. I reached under and cupped his balls, causing him to give a hiss of pleasure. I could flee his cock growing even harder and as I felt his balls tightening upwards. “I’m going to cum’’ he warned me His balls were now tightly drawn up his scrotum skin tight as drum....He started that same Ughhn, Ughgn Ugghhn noise and then I felt the eruption of his semen pulse in a powerful flood into my mouth, I was almost gagging at the deluge of hot salty cock cream that gushed into my throat. He had a hand on each of my shoulders and pulled me forward in time of his cum thrusts. I swallowed most of his thick salty emission and let the rest trickle out over my chin. He took a step back, his stomach shuddering and his cock dipping and lifting as his sated erection subsided to a semi erect veiny serpent. He then knelt down and taking my throbbing knob he wanked it and held his tongue under my helmet and I let my cum spurt and splash over his chin and lips. He dove me back to bus stop and he said he would arrange a cruising spot or cottage adventure next week.. To be continued.