Soccer Boys- Part 2 By: IraMoved (alabamasloanfan@yahoo.com)
Todd and I had played telephone tag with each other for most of the next week. When he wasn't working, I was working...and when I wasn't working, he was working. Finally, we managed to set a date to meet again on Thursday night. Date was the operative word. He suggested the old standard: a movie. Can't argue with that.
As the movie we were about to see started at 7 in the evening, I arrived early, as is my nature, around 6:30. I knew he wouldn't be here yet, as I knew that Todd normally arrives right on time. I waited for him in the lobby, having already purchased my ticket--wondering what tonight would offer for the both of us. I was already fully erect and was hoping that fact wasn't too obvious to everyone else. I shifted uncomfortably, the way that men do when they're trying to hide an obvious hard on.
I was lost in thought for several minutes; the memories of the hot night we had spent together still fresh in my mind. I could almost feel Todd's prick still fucking my ass, feel his warm body pressed against mine, and smell his intoxicating smell. I loved submitting to him, feeling the strength of his arms squeezing against my waist. It hadn't taken much of these thoughts and remembered sensations to get me off earlier in the week. I'd been so horny that it hadn't taken many strokes of my hand against my dick to cause my spunk to shoot all over my body. And I do mean, "all over".
I looked up to find Todd's beautiful face beaming at me from behind the clear glass window of the ticket booth. He was in line, purchasing his ticket. I smiled back. As he walked inside, I gave him a huge bear hug, squeezing as much of me against him as I could safely get away with in public. I wanted to hold hands with him as we strolled into the theatre, but knew that doing so would probably be pushing it. When we entered the darkened theatre, I slunk down into the seat next to him. We had tried to get a seat far away from everyone else, so that we could have our own private, dark corner to ourselves.
I took his hand as the movie began. During the course of the movie, I curled my legs around his and cuddled against him from time to time. It was hard for me to restrain myself, but I knew that we couldn't be too obvious. The credits rolled and Todd announced that he had to go to the restroom. Winking at him, I told him that I had to go to the restroom, as well.
I waited for him to pee and then leaned over and took in the sight of his beautiful cock. He was cut, eight inches long, with wiry black pubic hair, and his cock had a nice curvature to it. I had forgotten how pretty his dick was and I smiled lustfully when I remember how nicely it felt inside me.
"You like this?" he smiled, innocently.
"Yes," I replied.
I walked behind him and grabbed whole handfuls of his sexy, smooth ass, kneading his ass through his loose fitting athletic shorts. My hands slid down his asscheeks, across his swollen balls, and across his hardness.
I pulled my erect, seven-inch, cut cock out for him to inspect. He grabbed hold as if testing how hard it was. My eyes involuntarily closed as I let out a shuddering sigh. He jerked my cock briefly before beckoning me over to an empty stall. Fortunately, we were the only people inside the restroom at the moment. He began to jerk himself off, rubbing the loose outer skin up and down the hard shaft. I rubbed my hard cock against his, something that I'd always wanted to do with him. The idea of rubbing cock against cock is usually almost enough to make me cum. The reality is even more erotic.
"I'm about to cum," he whispered, hoarsely.
Hearing that, I immediately dropped to my knees. I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted him to shoot his whole load all the way down my throat. I took his thick meat into my mouth and gagged slightly, as I had been so eager to taste him that I had taken too much in at one time. I quickly adjusted while kneading his balls, urging him to shoot hard inside my mouth. His dick was thick and elastic, which made it easy for me to take progressively more and more of him into my mouth.
"Oh, god...I'm cumming," he spoke with sex crazed desperation, and I prepared myself for the injection of warm spunk.
It shot down my throat in three shuddering blasts, which I swallowed with relish. I love the taste of cum and I regretted that I hadn't thought to savor the taste of it before swallowing.
At that moment, however, I heard the sound of two men entering the restroom.
"Oh shit!" I quickly bolted out of the stall while hastily running over to a urinal, making it appear as if I had really been peeing all this time. Todd closed the door to the stall with a bang and quickly sat down on the commode seat. Fortunately, the two "men" were a grandfather and his young son, who were focused solely on their own conversation and at first, didn't even notice we were there.
I zipped up and called to Todd that I was leaving.
He precariously opened the door, his eyes wide eyed and scared, making sure we hadn't been caught. Then when he was sure that we hadn't been, he nonchalantly walked over to the sink to wash his hands. I washed my hands in the sink next to him and smiled at him.
"God, that was close," I whispered.
"Yeah, no shit." He affixed his eyes to mine and grinned. His soft blue eyes and that boyish grin always made me melt. I couldn't break his gaze...I was transfixed by his beauty.
"So, your place or mine?" I asked, after we were outside, walking to the parking like, trying my best to be seductive and flirtatious.