It was already six, most of my colleagues had gone home, but I still had a report to finish. I did not really mind to work a bit longer. Anything to shorten the evenings at home. I have been married for twenty years now, and to be honest there was not much love left in our marriage. The first few years were great, then my daughter had been born. Slowly my wife started to change. She got more religious, spending a lot of her time in church or one of her committees. She stopped putting up make-up, she did not care for fashionable cloths anymore, in short she did nothing to make herself attractive anymore. No more passionate love making, I was lucky if we had sex once a week, but even that became less and less.
I had to call her to tell her I would not be home for dinner.
"When was the last time we had sex together?" I thought, must at least three weeks ago. I almost had to smile thinking back at it, it was like fucking a polar bear, I really had to concentrate to cum. Afterwards, when I tried to kiss her she turned her head, saying that we both needed sleep since we had to get up early in the morning as she wanted to get the shopping done early, I think she made her shopping list while I fucked her. For the last couple of years most of the sex I had was with my right hand.
I dailed our number, luckily my daughter answered, she is seventeen, all-though she takes after her mother, she is a great kid. For a couple of months now she has a boyfriend, my wife is very pleased with him, they met at a church activity, "a good christian" my wife says about him. He is a nice guy, very polite, one year older than my daughter.
"Hey, Kate, dad here, look I'm sorry but I have to finish some important papers here, so I wouldn't be home for dinner" "O, too bad dad, I'll tell Mum".
At eight I had finished my report, I considered going home or go to the adult cinema, watch some porn movie and jack off. At least once a week I went there, to jack off it also it felt somehow comforting that I was not the only one to have to sit in the dark and to have my sperm shoot on the sticky floor instead of sharing it with a warm and loving person. Just as I tried to make my mind up Paul, one of my colleagues slapped my shoulder. "Hey, Dan have you finished too?". "Yeah, finally, hell of a job". Paul rested his hand on my shoulder as he looked at my screen, his warm hand felt good and I realised that it had been a long time since I had felt a hand on my shouder. "Come on, lets get a drink before we head home". "A drink?" I asked. "Yeah, we deserve on, come on, just one". "Hell why not".
We went to a bar not far from our office, it was very busy with loud music playing. We both ordered a beer. First we talked about work, but after the second beer it got more personal. We really had to talk in each-others ear, it seemed that the music got louder and louder. "Dan, you are such a lucky guy" he told me. "Who me, why?" He laid his hand on my arm. "You have everything, a good job, you look great, you have a wife a daughter, I am still looking for that special person, no one is there when I come home tonight". "Maybe you are the lucky one, believe me, being married is not everything" I confessed, leaning over to him. We ordered another beer. Our shoulders touched and every now and then he would lay his hand on my upper leg to emphasise what he was saying. To my surprise my cock started to react. "God, am I so desperate that I even get turned on by a co-worker, a male co-worker!". "O man", he said, he put in bottle on the bar and held up his right hand, "if I'll ever loose this baby, my sex life would be finished". "Believe me, I know the feeling!". He looked at me and we both burst out in laughter. "Don't tell me" he started "mornings in the shower, on the toilets during lunch break, behind your PC in the evening". "You see, so much easier for you, I always have to be careful" I said, "you can do it anytime you like it". "Where do you do it then?". "Well" I said, "shower off course, no better way to start the day, when my wife is way I can do in the evenings too, sometimes in a cinema". "Cinema?" he asked. Shit, had I told him too much. Talking about jacking off had made my cock fully erect now. "Well, I have been to that porn cinema once or twice". "You know, I've never been there, sounds a bit old fashioned, I mean why don't you just rent a DVD?" "Sure, and watch them together with my wife and daughter" I replied.
We finished our beers. "Guess I'll have to go home now" I said, looking at my watch. It was not that late at all and knowing my wife didn't care at all if I were home or not, I decided to go to that cinema to take care of my hard dick. "Hey, what would you say if we would go together, now?". "Where too, Paul" I asked as we paid the bill. "To that cinema of yours". Shit, I thought, there goes my jack off session. Paul put his hand on my shoulder, guiding me out the bar. "I don't know, Paul". "Come on, it is still early" he said. "Well, okay then, it is not that far".
Maybe it was because of the beautiful weather, but there were only a couple of guys at the cinema. When we stepped in, we waited a bit to let our eyes adjust to the dark. Paul walked halfway down the aisle and turned into a row that was empty, I followed him. As we sat down, it felt a bit strange, sitting here watching porn with a colleague right next to you.
We sat watching the movie in silence, a few row behind us we could hear a zipper being opened and soon a well known sound of wanking. "O man, just watch that big cock sliding in and out of that pussy" Paul said in my ear. I was very hard, and laid my hand on my hard cock, I watch carefully to Paul, but his gaze was fixed to the screen, quickly I gave my cock a few squeezes. I felt my briefs were getting a bit wet, if only Paul wasn't here. How I would have like to open my fly and jerk off, just like the guys behind us did.
"Oh, yeah, suck that cock good" Paul said, looking at the screen. My own cock was raging in my pants, may be I should tell Paul I had to go home so I could take care of my erection in the car. Just when I had made up my mind to tell him I so, he placed his hand on my crotch. I almost gave a yelp. "Thought so" he giggled, feeling my hard cock. I was speechless and did not dare to look at him. He did not remove his hand though, and to be honest it felt pretty good, after-all when was the last time someone had touched me there?
With his hand he grabbed my dick through the fabric of pants, running his hand all the way to the top. I let out a sigh, slowly he unzipped me and reached inside, pushing away the elastic and hooking it under my balls. My cock stood straight up, he wrapped his hand around it and started to stroke me. My throat was too dry to say anything. With his thumb he smeared my pre-cum of the head. My hands were paralyzed, my breathing heavy and quick. With his other hand he opened his belt and opened his fly. He lifted himself a bit and pulled down his pants and underwear all the way down to his feet. I quickly glanced over, his cock was huge and underneath it, two hairy balls were bouncing up and down.
All of a sudden he bent over me and before I had time to react he had taken my cock in his mouth. I gasp, and gave a load moan, his warm tongue licked all around the head, pushing the tip of his tongue into my piss slit. He took my hand and placed it around his hard throbbing cock. Automatically I started to stroke it, I had never had had a grown up man's cock in my hand before, it felt warm and big. My hand stroke up and down every now and then I gave a soft squeeze just like I did to my cock when I jacked, Paul sucked my cock in deeper while he played around with my balls.
There was some movement in the rows behind us, I quickly looked around and saw that the few men that were there, were now standing in the row behind us, watching us with their cocks in their hands. "O man, gonna shoot soon" I whispered to Paul. He gave my balls a last cuddle and pulled away. He rested his hand in the back of my neck. I can't say that he pushed me down, he more or less guided my head to his erect member. "My God" I thought, with his cock only a inch away from my face, "what am I doing?". I could feel the heat coming of his cock, Paul increased his pressure at my head. In a reflex I opened my mouth. I felt the soft warm flesh of the glans touching my lips, Paul pushed me further down, the head entered my mouth, my tongue brushing against the exposed head. I could taste his pre-cum, which was not bad, not bad at all. I licked around, amazed how hot his cock felt in my mouth. Suddenly I was overcome by lust, all I wanted was this cock, as deep as possible. Paul didn't have to push me, I glided over his cock, I felt the head banging against the back of my throat. I gagged a few times, but I kept his cock deep inside me. I started to hump my head up and down. I felt Paul's hand ruffling over my head, he let himself slide down a bit so that his balls were hanging over the edge of the seat. I took them in my hands, rolled them around, how soft his skin felt. "O man, yeah!" he moaned. He reached over and got my cock in his hand again and started to jack. Behind me I heard a man cry out and drops of sperm hit the floor.
Paul moved his hand faster, moaning louder, I sucked faster as, squeezing his balls harder. I felt my orgasm coming up, Paul pushed me away and got up to his feet, taking his cock in his hand, he just gave a few wanks and his cum jetted out, flying over the seats in front us. I threw my head back in the seat, gave a cry and let my cum shoot out of my cock. We were both groaning and moaning, after a few seconds Paul fell back in his seat. He gave me a big smile, again he bent over me and took my spent cock in his mouth. "Easy, please" I let out, I always get very sensative after shooting. Carefully he licked away the cum.
"Wow" I said, "that was great!". "Hell yes" a man behind us said, having said this his cock started to shoot. Paul laughed, "it sure was". Paul sat still with his pants down on his shoes, and my cock was still hanging out of my fly, we sat there for a couple of minutes, in silence, still enjoying the things that just happened, watching a girl suck a guy getting fucked by another. "Shall we go?" Paul asked. Only then did I realise that he had his hand on my thigh and I on his. "Yep, let's go" I answered. We got dressed again and walked outside.
In front of the cinema it felt a bit strange, both of us not knowing what to say I guess. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow". I started. "Yeah, have a goodnight". "O, I will, and.... thanks" I said. "Thanks, you too.....". Neither of us moved. Finally he held out his hand "See you tomorrow". "Yeah" I took his hand and shook it, "eh.... maybe we could do this again ...sometime". "I'd like that" He replied, ".....we don't have to go here.... I mean I rent some DVDs, we can watch them at my place....that is, if you don't mind". "I would like that, yeah, would like that very much". "Great!" We let go of each other's hand and went our own way.