feeling his hungry eyes burn holes right through me. I was getting all hot and bothered even though he hadn’t laid a finger on me since we got in the car. “You look ridiculously hot tonight,” I returned the compliment. His eyes never left the road as he received the admiration humbly only displaying a small smile.
Adam wasn’t kidding about knowing a theatre that hadn’t been renovated since the eighties. It was located in an industrial section of Oakville. The movie ticket prices were cheap because that was their only way of luring people in. There were only four movies playing, the other three I had never heard of before.
We went to the small concession stand and ordered a popcorn and drink. We planned on sharing. There were no other movie goers there until the rest of our friends turned up.
We waited for everyone to order their goodies before venturing into our theatre. The seats were old and rickety. When we pushed them down to sit they squeaked. The sticky uncarpeted floor was almost flat ensuring few people would have a good view. We were the only ones in the entire theatre, which meant we had our choice of seats.
“Take the back,” suggested Adam. I led him to the centred seats at the back of the theatre.
“Is this good?” I asked him.
“Perfect,” he answered. He sat down, and saw Carter sitting next to him, “What are you doing Fag?”
Insulted, Carter replied, “What the fuck are you calling me fag for?”
Adam answered him impatiently, “We have the entire fucking theatre to ourselves, and you sit right next to me. Why the fuck do you think I’m calling you fag for? Now move!”
The couples got up and dispersed themselves in the theatre. I couldn’t help but giggle at Carter and Adam, even Tara and Sierra were laughing at how the friends bickered.
The theatre got dark and the traditional red velvet curtain started to part ways. We must have watched five or so trailers before the movie began. Adam rested his arm on the back of my seat and his bicep pushed against the nape of my neck. It wasn’t until two, maybe three minutes into the movie that his hand guided my face to his and his demanding kisses began.
I laid the popcorn down on the seat next to me, never pulling away to do so. His hands began probing the curves of my body. I slid my hands into his hoodie and pulled his head closer to me feverishly. He tugged at my blouse untucking it for access to my breasts. He slid his hand in cupping my breast and then pulled the strap down releasing it. He caressed my nipple with his fingertips making me moan into him. He stopped kissing me and dropped his head down so that he could take my breast in his mouth. I could only see the top of his hoodie as I felt his warm tongue gliding rapidly over me. He sucked it into his mouth and my breath caught as I squealed involuntarily. He did the same with the other until it was my turn and he waited for me to please him.
I wanted to satisfy him. Showing him I was all his, I unzipped his pants freeing him. I stroked him first slowly and then picking up speed until he was no longer able to contain himself. His pleasure oozed out all over him and my hand. His eyes slowly opened and he found me licking his liquid pleasure from my fingers, which really turned him on. I used the napkins from the concession stand to clean him up before I went to the ladies room, to wash off the remaining film from my hands.
Meeting Ryan
Thanksgiving finally rolled in at our house, the fog was lifting with every passing minute. Soon, I would finally be able to visualize this Ryan guy. It was hard for me to make myself believe that I was going to learn to skate with another person. The sheer prospect of meeting a complete stranger that I would have to learn to trust throwing me into the air and lifting me over his head with one arm might I add, while skating on a hard surface is completely daunting.
I was in no rush to get out of bed because once my mother heard my
Adam wasn’t kidding about knowing a theatre that hadn’t been renovated since the eighties. It was located in an industrial section of Oakville. The movie ticket prices were cheap because that was their only way of luring people in. There were only four movies playing, the other three I had never heard of before.
We went to the small concession stand and ordered a popcorn and drink. We planned on sharing. There were no other movie goers there until the rest of our friends turned up.
We waited for everyone to order their goodies before venturing into our theatre. The seats were old and rickety. When we pushed them down to sit they squeaked. The sticky uncarpeted floor was almost flat ensuring few people would have a good view. We were the only ones in the entire theatre, which meant we had our choice of seats.
“Take the back,” suggested Adam. I led him to the centred seats at the back of the theatre.
“Is this good?” I asked him.
“Perfect,” he answered. He sat down, and saw Carter sitting next to him, “What are you doing Fag?”
Insulted, Carter replied, “What the fuck are you calling me fag for?”
Adam answered him impatiently, “We have the entire fucking theatre to ourselves, and you sit right next to me. Why the fuck do you think I’m calling you fag for? Now move!”
The couples got up and dispersed themselves in the theatre. I couldn’t help but giggle at Carter and Adam, even Tara and Sierra were laughing at how the friends bickered.
The theatre got dark and the traditional red velvet curtain started to part ways. We must have watched five or so trailers before the movie began. Adam rested his arm on the back of my seat and his bicep pushed against the nape of my neck. It wasn’t until two, maybe three minutes into the movie that his hand guided my face to his and his demanding kisses began.
I laid the popcorn down on the seat next to me, never pulling away to do so. His hands began probing the curves of my body. I slid my hands into his hoodie and pulled his head closer to me feverishly. He tugged at my blouse untucking it for access to my breasts. He slid his hand in cupping my breast and then pulled the strap down releasing it. He caressed my nipple with his fingertips making me moan into him. He stopped kissing me and dropped his head down so that he could take my breast in his mouth. I could only see the top of his hoodie as I felt his warm tongue gliding rapidly over me. He sucked it into his mouth and my breath caught as I squealed involuntarily. He did the same with the other until it was my turn and he waited for me to please him.
I wanted to satisfy him. Showing him I was all his, I unzipped his pants freeing him. I stroked him first slowly and then picking up speed until he was no longer able to contain himself. His pleasure oozed out all over him and my hand. His eyes slowly opened and he found me licking his liquid pleasure from my fingers, which really turned him on. I used the napkins from the concession stand to clean him up before I went to the ladies room, to wash off the remaining film from my hands.
Meeting Ryan
Thanksgiving finally rolled in at our house, the fog was lifting with every passing minute. Soon, I would finally be able to visualize this Ryan guy. It was hard for me to make myself believe that I was going to learn to skate with another person. The sheer prospect of meeting a complete stranger that I would have to learn to trust throwing me into the air and lifting me over his head with one arm might I add, while skating on a hard surface is completely daunting.
I was in no rush to get out of bed because once my mother heard my
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