I was 24, in my first career job, I was a junior in the office and they sent me to Vancouver, Canada for my first official business trip to meet a client. I had elected to stay an extra day to hang out and see the site. It was noon on Friday, I was looking for something to eat, I passed a XXX Adult Theater that was right on Main Street. I mustered up the courage and I wandered into the lobby of the old Fox Cinema. It was a small old style theatre. I paid my admission and they guy told me my ticket was good for the day, as many times as I wanted to cum and go.
I was entirely unsure what was on the other side of the doors except for porno, that I knew. I saw a sign for the restrooms and figured I'd best take a squirt before entering the theatre. I walked in the men's room. There was a tall biker looking dude taking a leak to my right, he had long greying hair, with a full beard, a leather vest and biker gear boots etc.
I stepped forward to relieve myself and started to piss. I was staring straight forward at the wall in front of me when I couldn't help but noticing the biker "dude" was looking directly at my exposed cock. I made brief and very uncomfortable eye contact and he smiled at me, slowly licked his lips like he was getting chocolate from them and then his eyes drifted back to my golden stream, he was in no rush. I looked down at and we were now both watching my hot piss hit the back of the urinal. I was even more nervous than I was in the lobby and I almost zipped up and left but I was mid-stream, so I continued.
I felt like a piece of meat as he looked me up and down. He made every effort to ensure I knew he was interested in my package and I think I liked it. I looked down at his cock and he was full on stroking his hard member making no effort to conceal his actions. He clearly wasn't using the pisser, he stepped back from the wall and I could now see his manhood. If the door had opened anyone would have seen him, or seen us, I was a little freaked out. I swallowed hard and tried to push deep into my balls to get the last of the piss out. He sized me up and licked his lips again and almost purred at me while he took long slow strokes of his man meat. I'd never experienced something so brazen before and I was shocked at his disregard for urinal etiquette, if there was such a thing?
It dawned on me like the apple hitting Newton on the head, I was in a porno theatre men's room and this guy was getting his jolly's watching a young 24 year old piss, in front of him. I shook the last of my drops out my cock and it began to grow. Suddenly the butter flies left my stomach and I was aware of how hot this was. I wasn't into piss play (not then anyway) but I was so tuned on that this older man was enjoying me at his leisure. As I flicked my cock dry and I stepped back from the wall slightly to give him a better view of my head, I took a few short strokes of my now hard cock. He was smiling and stroking his dickhead faster looking me in the eyes. I was still too bashful to make eye contact with him which I'm sure he knew and only added to his excitement, that he was taking advantage of my naΓ―ve and sexual inexperience. I was red in the face as I touched myself slowly and deliberately, like I was handling a fine piece of delicate china. He slowly reached out and made contact with my cock and wrapped his large left hand around my shaft.
I froze, not being able to move, as his hand made contact on top of mine, he stroked my cock with my own hand. He rummaged into my pants and massaged my nut sack before he went back to his desired prize. He had gold rings on each finger which didn't allow him to stroke me outright so he simply held my cock in his hand after he maneuvered my hand off it. I could feel his cool rings against my warm cock skin. He began to pump his own cock faster and faster and I was mesmerised watching him masturbate before my eyes, his boot touching my shoe while he held my cock firmly in hand. I started to get nervous again as I realized that even I wanted to leave theatre was no way I going to get my cock from his death grip, not that I wanted to but this more than I bargained for. He licked his lips and purred again and his hand was moving fast now. He tilted his head back keeping eye contact with me and shot 2 big creamy loads of white sperm all over the floor beside me, and in front of him. I watched the cum hit the tile floor with a slopping sound. He continued to stroke and then tapped his cock to get the last of his semen out of the tip. I looked at the floor and noticed there were a few cum shots around the urinal and some splatter on the white tile by the pisser. He let go my cock, winked at me with a large smile, turned himself back to the urinal and continued stroking his cock just as he was when I entered the scene only moments ago.
I zipped up and left quickly, a little freaked out by what just happened but hard as a fucking rock. I walked with a quick pace to the theatre door. I opened the door slowly and entered the darkness of the theatre, my heart was pounding again. I squinted my eyes in the sudden darkness. The film was in the opening credits so there was virtually no light at all except for what shone through from the lobby and it quickly disappeared as the door closed. I was trying to decide what the hell I should do? Where do I go? I was frantic as my eyes had not yet adjusted to the darkness. I noticed a few heads had turned when I entered but had since gone back to the screen. It was a small theater with maybe 20 rows about 10 seats in each row with narrow aisle down the middle. I shuffled myself awkwardly into the second seat in from the aisle, one row from the last one. My heart was still racing and I was nervous as hell but I was seated. My senses were on high alert in the darkness and I noticed a couple of things: there was a distinct smell, not raunchy but pungent to be sure, a mix of humidity, cigarette smoke, a faint waft of urine, and the floor was sticky under my shoes. It only added to the seediness of the experience which if possible made my tree trunk hard cock, even harder, I shifted in the metal flip seat trying to allow my cock some room in pants.
As the feature film started, it was a 70's porno film and it was the old style, slightly grainy and the sound was a little muffled at times. Just like in the real movies, the trailers started as though these were new releases "coming soon to a theater near you." This film must have been 30+ years old. With the film reel rolling there was now some reflective light from time to time and my eyes were able to make sense of my surroundings. I could see maybe 8 or 10 heads, all facing forward, some sitting up right, some slumped down in their seats. Behind me on either side were a 2 men leaning against the back wall staring over my head forward and 3 men on the opposite wall. I noticed a red light bulb that lit up just before the main door swung open. Another man entered and a few of the heads in the seats shuffled and random movements in the dark, I assumed they were doing up their pants or whatever. The newest audience member walked with purpose a few rows down and took a seat mid-way in the section. Once he was seated everyone went back to their business, whatever that was?
I focused back on the screen which was now playing the feature film and it was truly an old porno, the vintage era with a plot and soundtrack from the golden age of porn. The red light went on again, and again the same random movement occurred only now I could see much better as the screen was providing a bright back drop.