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Movie Night (bxb)

CONTENT WARNINGS: oral, handjob, nipple play, deep throating

          Jack and I pull up to the drive in theater, excited to see Titanic anywhere other than his basement. For as long as I've know him, he's been obsessed with the movie. When he found out our town was showing it in this month's drive in theater, he dragged me in to it. No matter how much I pretend for his sake, I never did love that movie. Especially since I've seen it least five times just with him.

          We find a good spot among the other cars and pop down the bed of his truck, laying down some blankets and snacks we picked up earlier just for this occasion. We climb in, and as we do, our hands brush. I nervously pull mine away, purposefully not looking at Jack. I've had these feelings for him for a while, but I've only ever seen him with a woman, so I assume he's straight. I get under the blanket and get myself comfortable. He plops himself down beside me and immediately dives into the snacks.

          The lights illuminating the field turn off, and the giant screen in front of us lights up, starting the movie. I look over at Jack, seeing his face in that relaxed state that he gets anytime he watches one of his comfort movies. "Liking it already, Jack?" I say, giving his shoulder a playful shove.

          "You know it, Nolan." He says, flashing me one of his heart melting grins. I look away, attempting to hide my blush.

          As the movie continues, I pick nervously at my shirt under the blanket, more than aware of Jack and I's proximity. When I met him a few months ago, I was blown away by his incredibly good looks. Fluffy brown hair, those piercing green eyes. Everything about him just gripped me. When we started to become friends, I dug down deep my secret wants for him. Apparently, I didn't dig deep enough.

           I feel a hand reach over from under the blanket, grasping my own that still plays with my shirt. "You okay?" Jack says, tilting my face with his other hand, forcing me to look at him.

          "Yeah, just nervous." I slowly move our fingers up to my chest, as they're currently resting a little too close to my growing erection.

           "Why are you so nervous?" He says, unlocking his hand from mine. His hand reaches down my body, stopping when it reaches my hard-on. "Looks like we figured it out then." I gasp as his hand starts to slowly move up and down my dick through my clothes, my dick now like an actual steel pipe.

            "Fuckkkk," I groan, looking over at him in confusion and want. I buck my hips up into his hand, silently begging him to go faster. Touch me more.

          He takes his hand off of me, shifting so now he's fully under the blanket. I look down confused, when suddenly I feel the tie of my sweatpants come loose. I groan, lifting up the blanket to look at his face. He smirks at me, that same heartthrob grin, before slowly tugging down my pants. I lay there, confused at the sudden change in events but knowing there's not a chance in hell I'll stop.

             "I've wanted you for so long Nolan. And I can pretty well figure out you've wanted me too." He says, looking down at my cock straining against my underwear. A wet spot is visible in the blue fabric, my tip apparently already leaking and begging for release.

           I nod, unable to form any sort of words. He smiles and he moves down my underwear too, sliding both completely off my legs and to the side. He looks back at my cock, it red and angry and begging to be touched. He leans forward, lightly kissing the base, and I groan softly, worried other people around us will hear.

           "Lift down the blanket. I want you to just feel what I'm doing, and all to the best movie ever." I lift down the blanket, following Jack's orders. I feel him kiss the base of me again, but this time continuing its way up, light fluttering kisses touching my length. I cover my mouth with my hand as he reaches the sensitive part just under my tip.

          "Fuck Jack, please." I beg, needing him to touch me more. Needing release.

           His tongue laps my tip before I feel him take it into his mouth. I fist the blanket, trying hard to stay quiet as he continues to put more of my cock into his mouth. It's so warm and wet, and I'm trying hard not to bust immediately. When he begins moving his head up and down, his tongue fluttering against the underside of my dick, I groan, unable to hold it in.

          "Quiet, Nolan. I don't want other people to hear you come." He continues his tantalizing rhythm with his mouth, using his hand to touch what his mouth can't take. His mouth is like a slice of heaven, wet and so fucking warm that it's making it hard to even breathe. Or not bust immediately.

          My hands come under the blanket to lace into his hair, and I grip those fluffy locks, even softer than I could have imagined. I hear him groan around my dick and I push his head farther down, loving the feel of his throat tightening around my tip. I force him up and down my length. Bucking up my hips to take myself as deep into his mouth as possible. He grabs onto my thighs, allowing me to lead him.

          I'm quickly brought to the brink, my hips erratically pushing into his mouth, begging for more. When he reaches up to pinch my nipples, I explode, shooting my load down his throat. I groan, continuing to use his head to get me through my orgasm, making sure he takes every last drop of me. When I'm finally spent, I lighten my grip on his head. He comes up from beneath the blanket, kissing me with his flushed lips. We both smile at each other, and look over at the movie, knowing any time we see it it'll remind us of this day.

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