A story I recently read resonated with me due to the similarity between the writer’s experience and an incident that occurred to me many years ago. At the time I was in my early twenties, had only recently married and was working as a sales representative. On a cold and wet winter's afternoon, when sales were really slow, I decided to go to a movie to kill some time. It wasn't an x-rated movie, just a regular mainstream one. Partway through the movie I got up and went out to the toilets and on my return found an older man sitting next to my seat. I didn't think anything of it initially, but after several minutes felt his knee resting against mine. It didn't bother me so I didn't move, and several minutes later I felt his hand lightly touch my knee. Once again, I didn't move, as I was intrigued as to what would happen next.
It didn't take long to find out. After a couple of minutes his fingers first began to stroke my knee and then began to slowly move over to the inside of my thigh, gradually creeping higher. I felt my cock growing stiff in excitement and anticipation. When his fingers reached my crotch and discovered my stiff cock, he leaned close and whispered to me to take it out. Reaching down, I unzipped and lifted my cock out, my heart pounding with excitement. His cool fingers found it and closed around it. He gave a little intake of breath and leaned across to tell me it was a big one. It's actually not particularly long, but it's thicker than most. He moved back into his seat and began to slowly massage my cock, occasionally reaching into my pants to cup my balls.
He kept it up for about thirty or forty minutes, alternating between fondling my knob, feeling my swollen balls, and gently massaging my shaft. He was making me harder and harder, but didn't set up the rhythmic stroking that by now I desperately wanted so as to give me relief. He leaned close again, telling me he was going out to the toilets, and that I was to follow him once he had left the theatre. I forced my erection back into my trousers, watching as he left the auditorium, gave him another few seconds and then followed.
As I came out of the darkness and into the bright lights in the foyer, I saw the man waiting outside the men's toilets.