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Afternoon at the Movies - by CSK©

Date: 10/23/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Yoav_Roth, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

black and white. I almost didn't notice as my eyes were transfixed on the screen, but Patrick leaned over and whispered close to my ear. "Isn't that beautiful?" he asked. "His body knows what he wants." I heard his words and watched as the young man was shown pleasuring himself. Beautiful shots of his face lost in pleasure, his hand moving unmistakably under his sheet and his body slowly writhing on the bed. I too found myself mimicking the young man on the screen. I was shifting ever so slightly in my seat. Squirming even. I was becoming completely erect, but my cock was confined uncomfortably in my pants. I wanted to move with more purpose to allow myself to get a full extension, but that would be too noticeable. I wanted to reach down, lift my hips, grab my cock and adjust myself, to touch myself, to free myself, but that would absolutely be noticeable. I clinched and released my ass, shifted from side to side, desperately trying to relieve some of the frustrating confinement. I felt like I was stuck in a cock-cage, unable to get a nice, full erection and it was driving me crazy. I was starting to breathe heavy. I could feel his breath on the side of my face. "I can tell you like this," he said. "You ARE gay, aren't you?" he asked, more of a statement though. Like he was confirming his suspicions. "Y-yeah, I mean, no, well, I...," I stuttered my answer back to him. I knew I wasn't fully gay, so that was a lie, but I wasn't NOT gay, so that would be a lie too. "I know what ... you mean son," he said. "You are like a lot of men out there. Secretly bi-sexual, openly straight. Fuck. It was like he knew me exactly. The young man on the screen had orgasmed. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, his body heaving from heavy breaths as the camera slowly moved in on his face to catch, in perfect time, a single tear fall down his cheek. I nodded. To the man effecting me on my right. To the internal conflict that I identified with in the man on the screen. I felt him place his hand on my right forearm and I tensed up. My hands were still bunched up between my legs, but he pulled my arm towards him. I offered so little resistance, there might as well have been none. He placed his left arm on the armrest and positioned my arm so that it was on top of his and my hand just fell into his. He locked his fingers around mine, looked at me, smiled and then turned back to the screen. I was holding hands with a stranger in a theater. The movie played on for maybe another 20 minutes as we sat there. Our palms began to get sweaty as they always do when you hold hands for extended periods of time. He unlocked our fingers and then slid his hand off of the armrest down to my knee. The feeling was electric. His hand wrapped around my lower thigh, just above my knee and stayed there. My hand had awkwardly stayed on top of his and now I felt very strange at the way I was sitting, my arm just lying on his as he held my leg. "Here," he motioned with his other arm, "put your arm ...