Mature Bi Curiosity
At 50 I decided to visit a adult Cinema in the 2nd City . I went there because one I had passed it many times & two because I had never been to one.
I entered not knowing really what went on behind closed doors. I sat the 4th row from the back on screen a woman was sucking cock & I began to get a little horny . I could see there was an older gent two seats away from me on my row. Because I was horny I began every now and then rubbing my penis by brushing the material of my jeans .
As my eyes adjusted to the gloom I could see the man actually two seats away from me was actually wanking himself with his trousers at his feet.
Slowly as my courage built I began to unzip my flies and remove my penis from my boxers. Suddenly from behind I heard the gentleman behind exclaim Oh fuck .. I turned at my waist looking over the back of the chair thinking oh my gosh he has been caught wanking & you are not supposed to.
On looking over my shoulders I actually saw the guy behind had his eyes closed and another gentleman with his back to me was on his knees in the isle sucking him off.
To my surprise this made my penis even harder & actually pop out of my flies. I do not know how long I was turned in my seat watching but the next thing I knew I felt something against my leg.
Imagine my shock to find the gentleman who had been two seats away on my row was now sat right next to me. His trousers down and actually wanking himself his leg touching mine.
Now I do not know why I did not move away or even pull my leg away from touching his. But I do know I got confused because my penis seemed to get harder & throb & twitch ( my mind was going are you straight, because this is turning me on ?)
After a while the gentleman still slowly wanking his cock I pluck up the courage to unbuckle my belt and top button of my jeans & draw my balls and cock further out. I also began to slowly wank my cock.
Now I guess because the guy had seen me watching the two guys behind , and because I had not moved he knew I was curious befor I did.
He reached over and placed his hand over my hand on my cock. Next he lent in and whispered in my ear as he took my hand off my cock and placed it on his “ go on son wank me you know you want to. To my shock it was as if my hand had a mind of its own. I could feel the warmth of his cock in my hand and I began to slowly wank him. My mind was going your not straight your bicurious, your turned on and enjoy the feel of his cock in your hand, look at you your watching his foreskin roll back and forth as you wank him.
His hand then gripped the head of my cock… I thought I was going to cum, but I think this was not his first rodeo so to speak and he squeezed my cock head. He wanked me & every now and then squeezed my cock head . He lent in again and said we don’t want you cumming to quickly do we.
This turned me on more , in my imagination I wondered what it might be like to actually taste his cock.
I even caught myself leaning over his lap, but then I got scared and just spat on his cock head. His eyes snapped open & he said go on make me cum, do you want me to make you cum too.
This made me speed up my stroking of his cock & he sped up his strokes on mine .. a little while of him pumping my penis and I came… but I carried on wanking him because I wanted him to cum too. His breathing began to get heavier, his cock began to throb & his balls went tight as he spunked , his cum dripping over the back of my hand .
Again my mind went to thinking of licking his cum off my hand, but he handed me a tissue & told me I was a good boy . Thank you that was great.
I cleaned my hand and dabbed the cum off the head of my cock, some of my own cum trickled over my balls. I had no more clean tissue so had to shove my cock into my boxers and zip up letting my boxers soak up the cum on my balls.
Now the strange thing is I did not go back, but I did have confusing dreams about wanking cock and actually sucking one .
Now I said I went astray twice .
Two years later I worked part time as a postman over the Christmas period, and was delivering a lot of packages to an older gentleman. I used to put them in his porch .
One morning on a very wet rainy day I went to put his package in his porch but the door was actually locked. So I squeezed it through his letter box . It was a tight squeeze & sadly ripped apart revealing porn DVDs.
The following day not having anything for him I went to walk passed his home, but he called me over (dressed in a dressing gown, which he seemed to always be wearing, whatever time I delivered to him)
I thought here we go he is going to give me a telling off because of his package.
But instead he said I’m sorry I have to apologise for my package you delivered yesterday. I was a little ataken back . He said I hope it did not offend you. I replied no are we not all


