The movie theatre was dark and quiet

Save for the drone of the actors,

The way theatres ought to be

Considering all the factors,

Some big named movie stars

Were going through their motions,

Crying, laughing, verbose dialogue

And of course the inevitable explosions.

Engrossed in the plot

I never noticed the man sitting next to me

That is, until

He placed his hand on my knee.

I guess it was a shock

To someone so green

So I continued to

Stare at the silver screen.

I could see from the corner of my eye

He looked straight ahead as well,

His hair was dark, somewhere in his thirties

As near as I could tell,

He gave my knee a slight squeeze

And since I had not flinched or moved,

He must have taken that as a sign

That I fully approved.

He moved his hand up my thigh

Making sure no one else could see,

I draped my jacket over my lap

Hoping it would cover me,

That was the consent he was seeking

And moved his hand up another notch

Until his palm engulfed

My entire willing crotch.

I was aroused I must admit

As his searching hand soon detected,

He ran his fingers up and down

My dick already hard and erected,

He located the latch on my fly

And slowly, gingerly opened it wide,

The entrance finally attained,

He slid his hand inside.

I tried desperately not to stir

As he maneuvered around my underwear,

His warm hand finding my dick,

My balls, my curly pubic hair,

He wrapped his hand around my cock,

I was as hard and tense as can be,

Slowly back and forth,

He began jacking me.

I wanted to relax and enjoy

But that was an impossibility,

One hundred people sat around us

Hopefully watching the movie,

He stroked my cock slow and deliberate,

My foreskin rolled forward and back,

Once in a while he would adjust his hand

And cup my tight ball sack.

It must have been ten, fifteen minutes

He patiently jacked me off,

A couple times I wanted to moan

But instead emitted a stifled cough,

I was startled when the movie starlet

Let out a loud shrill scream,

I was oblivious because at that moment

I exploded and shot a steady stream.

When a man jacks off slowly

The ejaculation is always intense,

My stranger lover took his time

So my relief was immense,

I felt my hot come build on my leg,

Around my balls and underwear,

And yet I sat still in my seat

As I shot my load everywhere.

He jacked me until I was soft and limp,

Oh this guy was good,

I wish I could have held his cock

Or even kiss him if I could,

He completed by squeezing my dick

And while I quickly stole a glance,

He deftly without detection,

Removed his hand from my pants.

He adjusted himself in his seat,

A normal thing to do,

He raised his hand to his face

But only I in reality knew,

Although he pretended to

Flick his nose with his thumb,

He was in actuality Savoring and tasting my come.

Soon after he rose to his feet

And shuffled to the aisle,

He disappeared into the darkness

But my problem meanwhile

Was getting my zipper

Back up into an upright position

Without movement or noise

Or my fellow movie goers’ suspicion.

I felt like I had wet myself,

My liquefying come was spreading fast,

Down my leg to my knee

But finally the movie ended and at last

I could head for the restroom

To not only take a needed pee

But wipe and wash away the love juice

That was graciously extracted from me.

I had never been jacked off

In a theatre before then,

Sure I had read stories

And fantasized about men

Doing it to each other

And even to me,

But that was in the privacy of my shower

And could never really be.

It was an experience

I will remember my whole life,

Certainly a tale

I can never tell my wife,

It was erotic and dangerous

But there is one thing left in doubt,

I hope no one ever asks me

What the movie was about.