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Even being caught with my cock out at the Classic Grand couldn't put me off my addiction to dirty cinemas and what went on in front of the screen. I was a regular at the Classic Grand for several years untiI moved away. I just was (slightly) more careful as I became more experienced in "acts of gross indecency". To start with I was just there to be masturbated by others but eventually I was also masturbating my companions if they were up for it, growing to enjoy the feeling of someone's hot cock in my hand hardening as I wanked them until I could feel their cock pulsating and pumping out spunk.
I did manage to visit another couple of cinemas in other towns. In those days before the internet, I'd buy a local evening paper and turn to the cinema listings always buried somewhere in the middle pages, looking for likely cinemas - normally a Classic but some Classics were ordinary cinemas so you had to find ones showing films with names like "Nymphomaniac Virgins".
One place I struck lucky was Edinburgh where the Evening News told me the location of the Classic on Nicholson Street which I visited one weekend afternoon. It always took time for my eyes to adapt to the darkness and I almost fell into an empty seat on the back row having had my bum stroked by at least one of the other patrons on the way. The back row was fairly packed and within a couple of minutes I could feel a hand on my right knee caressing my leg before it inevitably unzipped my jeans and extracted my raging erection. My lasting memory is the roughness of the skin coupled with the unexpected gentleness of my companion as he expertly brought me to a climax. Obviously someone who'd spent many years doing manual labour and probably just as many years wanking cocks. As I adjusted my clothing ready to leave , the guy sat on my left, who'd obviously been watching the proceedings with interest, said " I bet you enjoyed that, son". He was correct.
Another visit was to a Classic in Praed St near Paddington Station in London one weekday afternoon following a job interview. I didn't get the job - can't remember what it was - but I do remember being told "You have a beautiful cock" by the well dressed Arab gentleman who was holding it in his soft cool manicured hand - another expert in the art of masturbating strangers.
