It was another slow Tuesday. My investments business was in the doldrums. My portfolio was fine if unexciting.
The portfolios for my 20 or so clients was healthy; but not doing much. This tended to happen during the dog days of summer. It was a good day to take off and do something. Since it was already afternoon I'd had enough boredom. I needed relief.

I worked from home and liked the freedom it afforded. My wife was an administrative assistant at an accounting firm in town, so weekdays alone at my home office alllowed me to do whatever I wanted; but also got lonely when things were slow. My kids were grown and gone; Joanne was in college and John had joined the Marines to try to straighten his life out. Best move he ever made - after many stupid moves.

I was 48, financially stable, and physically average. Average height (5' 11") & weight (205#), average looks, average body, average penis. My history was average: graduated college, got married, had kids, owned a house and 2 cars. Average and unexciting.

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I decided to walk over to the movies and after the show to get take-out in the same strip mall. When I bought the new house it was beyond the edge of town. Now 15 years later there was shopping and entertainment less than a mile away. Sunny summer days made walking to the strip mall a pleasure.

Also, it was a greater pleasure if I first ingested some THC-laced edibles. The State had made recreational weed use legal a few years ago, and since the effect of the pot was not felt for an hour or more because it took time to metabolise, I could walk to the theater, buy my ticket, and get settled before the effect hit. 

I called my wife & told her I would be home with food after the movie. She said she understood.

I had a chocolate/pot square, put on a pair of shorts, a pull-over shirt, sandals, and walked to the movies. Being a Tuesday, the multiplex was not crowded. There was only one ticket booth opened and I got in line. I didn't mind the wait since it gave me time to choose a movie which would start after I was seated.

The two young guys in front of me started joking around and pushing each other. One backed into me and I backed into the guy behind me. When I did, I thought I felt something rub against my ass. I looked behind me to apologize for bumping him and saw a tall, olive-skinned, hairy man in his 30's smiling at me. He simply smiled and nodded in response to my apology and I quickly turned back around.

I don't know why, but looking at this man caused strange feelings and weird thoughts to enter my head. I decided it was the pot, dismissed it, and stepped up to buy the ticket.

Entering the theater I stopped to look at the poster of a movie showing next week. Actually I wanted to get another look at the Italian or Greek (I think) gentleman who was behind me in line. I spotted him entering the lobby and noticed as part of his loose shorts moved back and forth. Obviously he had a substantial penis unencumbered by brief or boxers. He didn't seem to notice me and I quickly moved on to the mini-theater showing my movie.

There were few people there for the movie. Both older couples were near the front, a middle aged lady was near the middle of the seating area, and behind her was a young guy. I imagined he was a college student on a full athletic scholarship who didn't need to study or actually learn anything; just play a sport well. 

The weed was starting to hit!

I found a seat near the rear of the theater and soon the lights dimmed and the screen lit up with ads and coming attractions. Being well stoned at this point I thoroughly enjoyed the show so far.

As the main feature began I noticed movement to my left. Damnit! Why do people have to crowd me when there is so much room? I put on a nasty expression and looked at the intruder who chose to sit just 2 seats to my left. You guessed it; it was my olive-skinned friend. My expression changed to one of surprise, and he again just smiled and nodded.

I tried my best to ignore him and concentrate on the feature. I failed completely. When I looked again at him, he was stroking his now semi-hard member through his shorts. Seeing me look (gawk) at him, he opened his fly and his beautiful cock stood tall. He moved his hand toward his cock, but instead of wanking it, he crooked his finger in a "come here" motion. 

I felt like I was in a trance. I moved to the seat next to him, lifted the arm rest, and he placed my hand on his cock. I was overwhelmed with the feelings running through my mind and my body. Then, without provocation or even thought, I leaned over to taste his cock. He stopped me, zipped up his fly, and stood up. Then, after another "come here" crook of the finger, he walked out the exit. I followed him.

He entered another mini-theater; one currently unused. By the time I found him in an upper aisle, he was standing nude with his hands on his hips. I came up to face him. He just smiled and nodded and I dropped to my knees and began sucking his 8" cock and plum-sized balls the way I had read it was supposed to be done. I couldn't understand why I got so turned on doing this, but I hoped it would last for hours.

After a while - 10 minutes or 2 hours; I couldn't tell - I could feel his balls tighten and his cock grow even thicker. I wanted so much to make him cum, but I also wanted so much to continue sucking him forever. He settled the issue by shooting a massive load in my mouth and all over my face. He kept cumming and cumming. It was incredible!

When he finally finished, I licked his cock clean. It was then that I realized I had cum in my shorts by giving him a blow job.

He spoke to me for the first time - and it blew my mind. 

"You can thank your wife for this. She knew I was bi, and she knew you needed this."

"But how were you able to find me?" I asked.

"When you called her you said where you would be. Being her boss and part-time lover, she shared this with me and I came here. We had talked about your unhappiness a few weeks ago and she asked if I would help. She really wants you to break out of your funk. She feels, and I agree, we three should get together soon. Think of the possibilities!"

I did; right there and then. I wanted to experience part II and continue feeling alive. But would it happen?