Wanking With a Stranger in the Cinema

We must have been about 14 at the time when this happened, during our school's long summer holiday. My best friend Pete and I were were both feeling very bored, with nothing much to do, and because it was a dreary, rainy day we decided to go to our local cinema to watch the afternoon movie. Back then, the front 4 or 5 rows in the cinema were the "cheap" seats, which were the only ones we could afford. Obviously, the movie must have been very popular because the cinema was already quite full, and there were mostly only single seats available in those cheap seats. However, we managed to find the last two empty seats together, in the third row. And so, we settled down just as the movie started.Pete was sat on my left, and I was sat next to a guy who appeared spending some time there out of the rain. After about 15 or so minutes, I became aware that the guy's left leg was gradually pressing against my right leg - very slightly at first, but gradually pressing more and more forcefully until it became quite annoying and it was ruining my enjoyment of the movie. It took me a while of frequently moving my leg away, without any effect, before I finally realised that he was obviously trying to physically communicate with me in a sexually suggestive way. It was just about then that I started to feel a stirring inside my trousers, and before long my cock became fully hard - mainly because I started to imagine that the guy sat next to me was probably very hard as well. Not being sure what I should do next, I decided to keep my knee still, and reciprocate by pressing my leg against his knee as well. We had obviously clicked. Now I wondered, what would happen next? It wasn't long before I found out, when I felt his hand discreetly slide over onto my right knee.Luckily, because it had been raining outside, we'd been wearing raincoats which were now folded across our laps, meaning that the guy's hand was well hidden from the view of anyone else or my friend Pete. Right at that moment, I suddenly felt a sense of panic, mixed with a high degree of excitement and exhilaration, and the thought that we could be caught out any minute. I had no idea of how, or even if I should stop him from seducing me. Short of embarrasing myself by bringing this to the attention of everyone around by verbally asking him to stop, I decided that it was probably better to let the guy carry on and see what would happen anyway. As I had anticipated, his left hand then slowly began to creep up my thigh, confident that his hand was beneath my raincoat and still hidden from view, until it finally came to rest squarely on top of my (now very) hard cock bulging within my trousers. Wow! The feel of his hand over my cock, mixed with the thought of how dangerous this was only hightened this sexual experience for me. It didn't take him long before he was rubbing my cock up and down for several seconds, before unzipping the front of my trousers and expertly extracting my cock, whereby he wrapped his hand around it and continuing to wank it. As he did this, I made sure that my own hand was underneath my raincoat and by raising it up higher his vigorous movements wouldn't be noticed to my friend Pete sat on the other side. Oblivious to the danger, I began to enjoy the feeling of his fingers working on my cock, which went on for several minutes, but eventually I began to wonder how it would feel if I could do the same to him. With that, I slipped my hand over his arm and reached for his thigh, knowing that I could also hide my hand under his raincoat too. It felt pretty awkward having to turn my arm almost at right angles but it seemed to be working out OK. A few more seconds went by until my fingers contacted his nice big cock - very thick and also seemingly quite a lot bigger than mine. I don't know how he'd done it, but I was surprised that somehow, he'd managed to get his cock out of his trousers without me knowing how he could have done that.And so, for quite a long time, both of us were wanking each other's cocks quite happily without anyone being aware. I was more scared that Pete might have noticed what we were doing, however, a sidways glance confirmed that he completely engrossed in the movie. I'm guessing that we'd been doing this for a good 15 minutes until he stopped wanking and his left hand went inside my trousers and began feeling my balls and the hair around my cock. This felt very erotic and I decided to do the same to him - estimating the size of his balls and admiring his pubic hair, thick around his dick. Anyway, by now we'd settled down to some serious mutual masturbation to the point when I started to feel some serious precum running down my fingers. There's nothing much better than the taste of precum (as I'd previously experienced from my very frequent masturbating with friends in school), and so momentarily I withdrew my hand and took a quick lick of my wet fingers. It did taste somewhat different than my own, but that hightened my arousal even more. Well, this activity went on between us for almost the rest of the movie, until finally, the guy suddenly erupted and a large quantity of spunk came spurting out of the head of his cock and trickled down onto my fingers. There'd been several opportunities for me to cum as his hand had been working away on my cock, but I'd resisted the temptation because I was desperate to make him cum first - which is exactly what he did. With that, he withdrew his hand (the same as I did) and awkwardly returned his cock back inside his trousers. I could only imagine that his hand and underside of his raincoat were well coated in cum, and so it proved when he took his hand from under his coat. As he did so, the smell of cum in the air was so strong that I was absolutely sure that anyone within ten feet of him would know exactly what that smell was - especially other men. That was a really scary thought for me, and I wondered if Pete sat the other side of me had realised it too. However, after I'd lost my erection I managed to hide my cock away again and zip up without cumming.When the movie finished, shortly afterwards, we both left the cinema and made our way home again. I was thankful that following this episode that Pete didn't ever mention that he had known that I'd been wanking that guy during the movie. What a relief to me realising that I'd gotten away with it!!!The story doesn't quite end there though.  Pete and I went back to that cinema one other time together and almost the exact same thing happened again, with me masturbating with another stranger. Further, I once went to that cinema on my own and managed to have one more encounter - with another stranger. It has always amazed me how easily I was able to enjoy so much mutual masturbation with complete strangers, once I'd first done it.BTW, I should point out that before this, I'd previoulsy made multiple attempts to masturbate Pete on a number of days that we both skipped school, and spent time in his house during tha day. However, I was never able to masturbate with him, although I did get to feel it through his trousers several times when we wrestled around on the floor. I never understood why he was so shy about masturbating with me, since some time later a mutual friend of ours told me in private that Pete had once wanked him off in the changing cubicles at the local swimming baths. I had, of course, seen Pete's very large, uncircumsized cock several times when we went swimming together, and I often had some lengthy nightime wanking sessions in bed thinking about that cock and wondering what his cum would have tasted like.