Two incidents have come to mind as I was rereading some of the Solo archives, both of which involved chance encounters with men who remain anonymous.
Although I long to be brave and stroke my dick in public (like I did in high school when I came to a glorious orgasm into my handkerchief on a sunny afternoon while sitting on the back seat of a public bus with the driver watching me in the mirror), I have an ever present fear of being caught in the act. With that in mind, on I went to a coin operated porn shop-the kind where you feed quarters into a machine in a booth for the privilege of watching the porn of your choice. Not having been to such a place before (or since), I had to become accustomed to the very low light with everything painted black.
The place was filled with mostly men with a few women. I have a strong desire to stroke another man's hard dick and feel it pulsate as he cums, but I am also deathly afraid of contracting any diseases which prevents me from 'trolling' as many of the men were doing that evening.
With my fears and several quarters I entered one of the booths and selected a porn movie which really turned me on. Before long my dick was rock solid and I was stroking it with great pleasure knowing that at least a dozen or more people were just outside my booth! The most amazing thing I have ever experienced happened next as, just at the very moment that I was about to cum, a man burst into my booth, wrapped his hand around my bursting cock and jacked me to a climax! My knees became weak and just as I was about to ask what he expected in return for such an incredible favor, he left just as swiftly as he had entered!
My other memorable encounter was at an adult movie theater where I discovered that the back room's shows were a little more explicit, but here were no chairs. Once again I was pleasuring my stiff cock with long, self-loving strokes when a man who seemed to be about 30 years older than myself appeared. He was not threatening in any way, so when he removed his own stiff dick from his pants I was pretty excited.
The sight of a 50-60 year old man sliding his hand up and down the shaft of his hard pecker right in front of me was really more than I could handle, but when he reached out and engulfed my dick with his big, strong hand, I exploded cum all over both of us! It was then that my phobias kicked in, so when he offered to 'suck it a little bit' to bring my now soft member back to erection, I just muttered, 'no, thanks,' and left.
As I sit here remembering, I would love for either of these two anonymous men-or even the bus driver-to be here with me and allow me to return the pleasure they gave me.