The Balcony

I should not be going there. The young ones are there. And the callboys. The young ones are not much of a sexual object to me. DILFs turn me on. And the callboys are annoying in their ways (There should be a finishing school for male prostitutes here in the Philippines.). I should avoid them like a plague.

But the boredom that was gripping me because of the absence of a "passable" prey forced me to go outside of my territorial range, the orchestra section, and into the unexplored territory, the balcony. And what a wise decision it was. I got rewarded with two hand jobs within three minutes of each other and just a few minutes into my foray into that unchartered land. Looking for a third conquest, I realized that doing the rounds upstairs was a sweaty proposition--there was a larger area to cover and a much more difficult terrain to negotiate, given the steep climbs up and down. Not one to relish perspiration while still in workclothes, I retreated and went back to my home, the orchestra.

But the reinforced behavior will see itself repeated in the coming days. Just last night, out of boredom again, I wandered upstairs and almost succeeded on a handjob, had it not been for the presence of an old lady-employee who kept on panning her flashlight on the moviegoers, effectively preventing brewing steamy action. Upon entering the section, I immediately headed for the seats at the highest level where most action took place. I took a seat across the aisle from the seats of three gentlemen seated one chair apart. When I looked at the man nearest me, I saw him rubbing his crotch area. Getting the signal for action, I stared at his crotch area. He was stroking it and in a few seconds, took out his fully erect penis that was big for a man who stood around 5'3" and weighed about a hundred pounds. He was about 50 years old, with receding hairline. He looked neat in checkered short pants and plain white shirt.

He made no attempt to conceal his huge dick from the other men on the same row of seats with him, although it was clear the exhibition was for me. The man next to him moved one seat closer and the third man followed suit. I took the seat directly below his seat on the next row. And when I saw him exposing his dong again, I immediately grabbed it and started stroking, while paying close attention to the lady-guard.