[PalmsMan]

So the Adult Toy Store @ Seventh and Berry was my go to place for sexual relief. Most weeks I would stop by to see the current movie and enjoy a slow relaxing wank. I was not alone in this.

One occasion I did not have a tissue with me. So, I stood up to ejaculate in the aisle. A you fellow came over and I turned away so not to be touched. My willy is for women only. Then he said, I only want to watch. I was OK with that so I turned back so he could watch the life juice shoot from my pulsating cock.

Many months later the following happened (I have shared it before, but include it here for completeness): One hot summer afternoon I arrived at the Adult Toy Store at 7th and Berry. I had already visited several locations and was ready for satisfaction. When I purchased my theater ticket my hands were shaking in anticipation. There was a longing deep in my groin.

On entering the theater I noticed a few guys in the back rows and a couple in the middle. I sat near the front. I don't mind sharing my cock. I don't like being groped without permission. By sitting alone I would retain control. I was also in the couples line of site. Remember, in the '80's ladies in adult theaters were a fairly rare sight.

The movie was OK, nothing special. As I watched the honey's on the screen being serviced I caressed my penis thru my sports shorts. I was wearing a t-shirt, sports shorts, undershorts, white socks and tennis shoes. Eventually I attained a rigid, straining, hard-on. And, and my groin started to build towards an orgasm. This one was going to be too good not to share.

Nervously, I stood and dropped my shorts, so I was naked from the waist down. The cock-strain dropped a little as I realized what I was doing. This was pretty daring for those days. I turned sideways so that he lady two rows back could see the full length of my throbbing cock. I turned my head to watch the screen and carried on slowly wanking.

It built, and built, my prostate exploded. My orgasm hit me in waves of ecstasy. I was watching the screen so I have no idea how far my spunk shot. As my orgasm subsided I caught my breath, pulled my shorts up and sat down. Cheers erupted from the audience. The afterglow was lovely.

There were other options in 1980s Louisville to be shared later.