I read about the cinemas in Bangkok and that year (1992) was the first time I visited one of these cinemas recommended by someone from Blowing Wind.
I entered the hall which was not exactly totally dark so I could see my way around. It seemed like a quiet afternoon as there were not more than 20 people seated in different corners of the almost empty hall. I sat somewhere in the middle rows and I was the only one in that row. It wasn't very long before a good looking and young lad took the seat 2 spaces away from me.
Everything seemed normal at first; he was staring intently at the screen which was showing some cheap porn production. I wasn't particularly enjoying the show but pretended to watch. After a while, the guy moved to the seat beside me and I felt his thighs touching mine. I continued watching the movie when I felt some pressure against my thigh. From the corner of my eyes I saw that he had slouched down on his seat and spread his legs so wide that his left leg was practically pressing against my entire right thigh.
Then I heard some rustling sound and realised that he had moved his sarong up to his body, revealing his naked bottom half. He wasn't wearing any underwear beneath his sarong. I looked to my right and he smiled at me. I looked down and saw that he had his right hand on his flaccid cock. He was stroking it very slowly as he watched the movie - some third rate local production. His cock was slowly getting harder as he stroked it. Then his hand left his huge 7-inch cock which stuck out from groin like a mini-tower pointing straight at the ceiling. He took my right hand and placed it on his erect cock.
He spread his legs wide open me better access to his raging hardon. I stroke his cock feeling his hardness. My other free hand searched for better access to his balls. He realised what I wanted so he lifted his buttocks and moved his body forward so that his balls flopped out such that his round scrotal bag was hanging at the edge of the seat. When my hand fondled his balls, he gasped almost audibly. I stopped fondling his balls but did not remove my hand. Instead my hand cupped his hairy balls as I continued to stroke his cock. He was enjoying me touching him,
When I gripped his throbbing cock and started moving my right hand up and down its entire 7 inches, causing his foreskin to move up and down, my cupped hand could feel his hairy scrotum tightening and contracting. The excitement of getting caught and the feeling of a raging hardon in my hand got the better of me. The warnings of an impending ejaculation did not stop me nor did I want him to stop. I really did want to feel his cock pulsating in my hand, growing larger in my hand just as thick streams of semen gushed from the urethral opening of his cock.
I glanced over at him and saw that he had shut his eyes so I continued to stroke his cock which was still turgid. His left hand reached for my thigh, slowly caressing it. Just as he felt his semen rising again, he took over his cock from me and started jerking himself off. At the same time, his free hand was squeezing my thigh. When he increased the speed of his hand movement, I realized he was really close to cumming. With a deep groan, he surged forward in his seat and he quickly covered the crown of his cock with a tissue just as thick streams of hot goo from his cock splattered all over his jeans and onto the floor in front of him.
The intensity of the second round of his semen gushing out from the thickening length of his cock was a sight to behold. He almost jumped out of his seat! He groaned quite loudly as a load of thick semen rushed upward through his urethral opening. It took him several minutes to recover from his second orgasm. My hand returned to his cock, fondling it as it slowly softened and returned to its flaccid state. After he had rested, he arranged his sarong and sat beside me to continue watching the show for a while. Then he asked if I like to join him for a cup of tea and we left the cinema together.
He introduced himself to me as Dang. I found out that he was married with 3 children but his family stayed in the village up north in Isaarn. He worked in Bangkok and stayed alone in a rented room above a shop not so far from the cinema. We exchanged phone numbers and I contacted him several times on my return trips to Bangkok until he moved back to his village.
I entered the hall which was not exactly totally dark so I could see my way around. It seemed like a quiet afternoon as there were not more than 20 people seated in different corners of the almost empty hall. I sat somewhere in the middle rows and I was the only one in that row. It wasn't very long before a good looking and young lad took the seat 2 spaces away from me. Everything seemed normal at first; he was staring intently at the screen which was showing some cheap porn production. I wasn't particularly enjoying the show but pretended to watch. After a while, the guy moved to the seat beside me and I felt his thighs touching mine. I continued watching the movie when I felt some pressure against my thigh. From the corner of my eyes I saw that he had slouched down on his seat and spread his legs so wide that his left leg was practically pressing against my entire right thigh.
Then I heard some rustling sound and realised that he had moved his sarong up to his body, revealing his naked bottom half. He wasn't wearing any underwear beneath his sarong. I looked to my right and he smiled at me. I looked down and saw that he had his right hand on his flaccid cock. He was stroking it very slowly as he watched the movie - some third rate local production. His cock was slowly getting harder as he stroked it. Then his hand left his huge 7-inch cock which stuck out from groin like a mini-tower pointing straight at the ceiling. He took my right hand and placed it on his erect cock.
He spread his legs wide open me better access to his raging hardon. I stroke his cock feeling his hardness. My other free hand searched for better access to his balls. He realised what I wanted so he lifted his buttocks and moved his body forward so that his balls flopped out such that his round scrotal bag was hanging at the edge of the seat. When my hand fondled his balls, he gasped almost audibly. I stopped fondling his balls but did not remove my hand. Instead my hand cupped his hairy balls as I continued to stroke his cock. He was enjoying me touching him,
When I gripped his throbbing cock and started moving my right hand up and down its entire 7 inches, causing his foreskin to move up and down, my cupped hand could feel his hairy scrotum tightening and contracting. The excitement of getting caught and the feeling of a raging hardon in my hand got the better of me. The warnings of an impending ejaculation did not stop me nor did I want him to stop. I really did want to feel his cock pulsating in my hand, growing larger in my hand just as thick streams of semen gushed from the urethral opening of his cock.
The intensity of the second round of his semen gushing out from the thickening length of his cock was a sight to behold. He almost jumped out of his seat! He groaned quite loudly as a load of thick semen rushed upward through his urethral opening. It took him several minutes to recover from his second orgasm. My hand returned to his cock, fondling it as it slowly softened and returned to its flaccid state. After he had rested, he arranged his sarong and sat beside me to continue watching the show for a while. Then he asked if I like to join him for a cup of tea and we left the cinema together.
He introduced himself to me as Dang. I found out that he was married with 3 children but his family stayed in the village up north in Isaarn. He worked in Bangkok and stayed alone in a rented room above a shop not so far from the cinema. We exchanged phone numbers and I contacted him several times on my return trips to Bangkok until he moved back to his village.
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