Getting a hand job from a guy for the first time in a porn cinema

Submitted by Malcolm

Now that we’ve all got way too much free time I’ve decided to start writing down some of my wank experiences for other readers to enjoy. I’ve got a lot of them but never had the time to write in before now. I suppose I should go back to when this all started but I’ll begin by saying I’m a happily married man. I don’t consider myself bi-sexual but I guess I’m “heteroflexible”? One of my friends suggested that to me and it seems to fit. I’m not into much with other guys but I just love a good wank and I think it’s horny to share it and help each other out.

My first time was while I was staying with family in London for a few months in 1991. I was 21 and completely naive. I grew up in a village and apart from school trips to museums I’d never been to London before, definitely never with the freedom to just do what I wanted. I went exploring every day. I could get on a bus and go into central London then just go somewhere new and walk around, go to a pub or sit in a park. Even though gyms weren’t the big industry they are now I joined a small one mostly to make friends.

One of those friends changed my life. We were sitting outside a pub getting drunk and he started talking about a porn cinema. I’d already explored a few dodgy places and even though I’d walked past a few sex shops I never payed much attention and definitely wouldn’t have thought about walking into one.

He went into detail with his mates about where it was and I found myself taking mental notes.

I knew there was a lot of that kind of thing going on in London. Even though I was a sexually naive young man from a small town I used to watch some programs on Channel 4 where adult content was more common and I’d learned about things like cruising and cottaging, glory holes and sex shops. It was always done with a kind of weird jokey insult mentality but it was still intriguing to me that people had that kind of sexual freedom. The most sexual thing that happened in my town were the occasional Ann Summers parties when dads would be sent to the pub and kids would be shipped off to friend’s houses for the night.

A week after that conversation with my drunk friends at the pub I was in the area he’d described at another pub and decided to look for the cinema. I got lost for half an hour but I found it down a back alley with a closed sex shop at the front. I didn’t know what I was planning to do when I found the place but when I stopped and looked at the sign outside a guy leaned out from a little window by the door and tried to persuade me in. He must have known I was nervous about the whole thing because he asked “first time?” and I just nodded and he said I could go in for free if I showed him my ID.

I was used to carrying around my passport because even though I was a sporty lad and tall too I still had a young face and every new pub I went into they would ask me for ID. I showed it to him and he just buzzed me through the door.

The several beers I’d had helped but I was still nervous when I walked into the dark corridor. There was a long walkway with bare brick walls leading down to where I could hear the moans and cheesy music of whatever porn was playing. I eventually got into an open room that was just like a cinema but smaller. It wasn’t a big screen and the image was a bit blurry but it was exhilarating to be in there. There were napkin dispensers along the wall with bins underneath and I instinctively took some.

I really wasn’t intending to do anything I was just being curious but when I took my seat a few rows from the back, away from the walkway I’d come down, I felt my cock getting hard.

I can’t remember what film was showing but I think it was something about a secretary being fucked by her boss and another guy over a desk? I can only remember a few images from it but it was good enough to get me horny. I think it was the excitement of doing something new and horny.

The place had a smell to it but it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. It was more musty and damp than anything else. There was definitely a smell of cum on the air, I know that. It smelled like my bedroom did when I first learned to wank lol

After about five minutes of watching the film and surveying the room to see where other guys were I felt comfortable enough to get my cock out and start wanking. There was no one sitting near me. The closest guys were three rows down and over at the other end, I think there were three or four guys all sitting together. Then there were a few more guys down at the front and two or three other guys like me sitting on their own elsewhere.

I was having a good time just wanking my cock and watching the film when a shadow appeared to my right. I assumed he’d just arrived and he was going to walk further down but he came right into my row and sat with one space between us.

I can remember a lot about him. Although it was dark in there I could see he was wearing a red checked shirt over a blue t-shirt and he had a short beard and scruffy hair. He was a good-looking guy and probably in his early 30s. I kept looking over discreetly wondering if I should put my cock away. I just assumed everyone in there was wanking and any rules about not doing that came with a big “wink” but I was still nervous about it. There were signs everywhere with warnings about “lewd behaviour” but they came with pleas to clean up after yourself so it felt like they had to tell you not to wank but they knew that was the reason you were there.

My cock got a bit floppy with the guy sitting so close to me but then he unzipped his jeans and I watched him pull out a long semi-hard dick and start playing with it.

I’ve got a good cock, I think. I’m about six and a half inches, uncut, pretty big balls. His was longer and thicker than mine and very smooth and pink with a big helmet. Even in the dim light I could see his cock pretty clearly.

Another few minutes passed and I got a good stiffy on again. I wasn’t really aware of the fact that I was watching him almost as much as the film but looking back on it he probably knew I was staring at his dick long before he looked over and caught me watching. It freaked me out and I was getting ready to run out of there as fast as I could but then he said “nice cock mate” in a thick Australian accent.

I think I said “thanks, you too” but I might be imagining that. It was some iteration of mutual appreciation and I had no idea at the time that it would be taken as an invitation. See? I really was a dumb young man back then lol

He stood up and paused for a few seconds with his long cock pointing out over the seat in front of him, then he took a sideways step closer to me and sat back in the seat right next to me. I could smell whiskey and cigarettes on him.

My cock went limp again and I was playing with it secretively, kind of hiding my dick with my hand while I rubbed it and watched his. I’d never seen another hard cock in real life before or at least not outside of the football showers (a few mates of mine used to get stiffies in the showers but no one talked about it or showed them off). I’d seen films I’d borrowed from mates and I had a couple of porn mags at home but this was before the Internet and I think most lads grew up without much entertainment in that way. I know a lot of other readers probably wanked with their mates back in the day but I never had that experience, we just swapped magazines and went our own way. Maybe that’s what made seeing his cock hard in his hand so special and my watching him was sending all the wrong (or right) signals. It was hypnotic watching his foreskin sliding over his fat head and glistening in what little light there was. He was so wet.

The scene had come to an end and I’d missed the two men cumming over the secretary but after the screen went black for five seconds it quickly went into another scene with a brunette coming into another office and being led into a conference room by a handsome suited man with a very prominent pornstache. Several other men were waiting around a big table and even though I couldn’t hear their voices very well I think there was some story about her being there to inspect the building and they were getting their cocks out for her to inspect instead. It was all very misogynistic and ridiculous but it was still hot to see them gathering around and wanking off while she sucked every dick.

The Aussie guy next to me had seen the film before and whispered that it was a good one and I should wait until the end of it to cum. There wasn’t much chance of that because a few seconds later he reached over and moved my hand off my cock and took over wanking me.

It was the first time anyone else had wanked me. I’d had two girlfriends I’d fucked and we’d done all the usual stuff but I’d never had a hand job from anyone before. After a moment of panic and me wondering if I should just get up and leave I got into it. My cock was so fucking hard in his hand and he was doing an amazing job just sliding his hand up and down on my dick. I watched his cock, still stiff as fuck, and I wondered if I should return the favour. A part of me wanted to but I was too scared. I thought about it the whole time he was wanking me. I kept thinking I would just reach over and take his dick in my hand and see what it was like but I didn’t do it. Every time I thought I would I backed out and just let him carry on wanking me.

I didn’t get to the end of the scene. He was wanking me for a few minutes and the need to cum just crept up on me and in a flash my cock was spurting it out between my legs. It was intense. He pointed my dick forward away from me which was a good thing because it was a lot of cum and I could have been so messy walking of there. I got cum dripping down my jeans and I splashed it up the back the seat in front of me. The guy was watching it happen and carried on wanking me. His hand was soaking wet with my cum and he milked every bit of it out of my cock while I was getting soft. He was brushing his rough gooey hand over my helmet and making me shiver.

I cleaned up my dick with some of the towels and he wiped his hand too and then I just said “cheers mate” and stood up and left! lol

I wish I’d hung around to watch him cum too but as soon as my dick was empty I was ready to get out of there. I don’t think I even put my cock away until I was in the corridor and heading back towards the entrance.

I fought the door for a second trying to find the handle and then I saw the guy behind the little window inside and he buzzed it to let me out. As soon as I got out onto the street I was blinded by the sunlight for a few seconds. The guy behind the little open window asked if I enjoyed the film and I nervously said “yes” and then walked away as fast as my legs could take me.

I found a pub and went to clean up my jeans a bit more in the toilets. It sounds stupid but I sat inside away from the windows just in case the Australian guy passed by and saw me. I don’t know what I expected would happen if he did but I don’t think I was being very rational lol.

I felt like everyone who looked at me knew I’d just had a hand job from a guy and that feeling lasted for at least another two pints.

So, that was my first experience of doing anything with another guy. I still wonder what might have happened if I never went there. Would I have discovered friendly wanks with other guys in another way, later on? I doubt it.

It opened my eyes to a lot of things and I had a lot more experiences in London before moving back home. It was a long summer of a lot of exploring and I still think about those times a lot. Without that summer I wouldn’t have had all the fun I’ve had in the years since.

There’s a lot more to share and as it looks like we’re all gonna be sitting around at home wanking for a while I think I’ll probably send in some more of my experiences if you want them.

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