Leo
Do you ever get sad, horny? I don’t mean sad because you’re horny, but that desire that comes after a very depressive state.
You know the state that you want both to cry and to come at the same time.
No? Just me? Oh, well. That’s exactly what’s happening right now.
Half way through the second movie, with Noah never letting go of my hand and the snacks long gone, I find myself wanting another type of release.
I mean eating junk and watching comfort movies helped a lot, but right now I really would like something else in my mouth.
I am usually a top, but I would never pass the opportunity to provide pleasure.
Besides, is there a better way to say ‘thank you for staying with me while I am a mess’ to someone than giving them oral? I would say no.
I shift my body slightly and lean over to Noah’s seat.
He stays still, watching the movie while I kiss his neck softly.
It’s a hesitant kiss, almost barely touching his skin with my lips.
He doesn’t react but I can feel his whole body tense next to me.
I place another kiss, my lips pressing firmly on the side of his neck, and then another, and another.
I kiss and bite while Noah pretends to watch a movie I am pretty sure he has watched countless times before.
I caught him twice already whispering the lines with the actors and I can admit it was fucking adorable.
So adorable that I want to see if I can make him lose his mind while still watching.
“Nothing.” I say with a chuckle.
“I can see that.” His tone is firm, but his lips curl into a smirk, and I take it as a green light.
I unbutton his jeans and reach under the fabric of his boxers.
He is not hard, yet, but not soft either.
He is in that state where your body starts to wake up slowly, and things can get heated fast or not at all.
It’s a bingo situation that I love to see how far I can take. The only type of gamble I am into.
“Watch the movie.” I whisper as my fingers wrap around his base.
“What?” He breathes out while I stroke him slowly.
“Leo...” My name lingers on his lips. “I thought you were sad.”
“I am.” I say and stroke him faster, his cock grows in my hand, and soft moans leave him. Barely sounds. Whispers into the night covered by the sound of the movie. “Does it change anything?”
“I don’t want you to regret it.” He tells me between rapid breaths, and I pick up the pace, stroking him faster.
“Do I look like I regret things often?” I fall to my knees and squeeze myself barely between the front seat and his body until I am settled between his legs.
I am pretty sure I might get stuck here.
It will be kind of embarrassing if we have to call the fire department to remove the dude who thought giving head in a movie theatre was a good idea.
I did not think this through, yet I don’t let it discourage me.
I help him lower his pants, and as he tries to move I am very confident I am indeed stuck between the seats.
He laughs. “I appreciate what ever this is.” He gestures between us. “But I don’t think this position is comfortable given your size and height.”
“Shut up and let me please you.” I growl as I lower my head taking his hard cock into my mouth.
I slowly lick from the tip to the base swirling my tongue around the shaft.
He moans and I tap his thigh with my hand in a warning.
“Jesus Christ you are going to get us kicked out.” I whisper a little too loud.
“It’s not exactly my fault.” He spits back but he isn’t able to say anything else as I suck his cock again taking it deeper down my throat until I feel it reach so far back that it makes me choke.
I am more of a dominant myself but the way he grips my hair forcing me to take him deeper does something to me that I can’t explain.
I don’t hide that most of my experiences are either with women or guys who prefer to be a bottom.
I never actually entertained the idea of switching, mostly because I didn’t have the chance, but right now I can’t think of anything else than how sexy it would be for Noah to bend me over those seats and fuck me.
Uncomfortable for sure, but still so damn hot that the idea alone has my dick leaking pre-cum.
I pull away from him enough to breathe more before he can push my head down again.
My hand finds the button of my jeans and with only the motion of my two fingers it comes undone.
I use my other hand to grip on Noah’s balls, massage my way to his orgasm as I suck faster.
His dick goes in and out of my mouth, saliva drips down my chin and I stroke myself to the same rhythm chasing my own release.
“Fuck, I am going to come.” He whispers a little too loud, but we are all alone, and have been since the movie started that I am not too worried about it.
Not until he moans louder and hot streams of cum coat my tongue as I swallow every drop.
It takes just that for me to come while his cock still jerks into my mouth releasing the last drops of his release into it.
The way I am sitting, stuck between his seat and the front one forces my release to coat the fabric of his seat and I would usually worry about this but I am too lost in the bliss of euphoria this moment offers that I simply can’t.
I don’t move. I simply rest my head for a moment onto his lap, trying to steady my breath.
I blink, my vision coming back to normal.
His hand strokes my hair, in affectionate slow motion.
A contrast to his previous greedy grip and for a moment, just a moment, I let myself believe this is more than a random hookup on a Monday night.