Does the jock want the cock? (boyxboy)

Chapter 4

So Joseph and I had decided to go to see the movie Carrie this saturday, but the older version because the movie was playing it since it was October.

  

   I told my mom I was going with a couple of my friends, and she gave me a twenty.

  

   "Hey," Joseph said, jogging up from his car. We didn't act affectionate in case someone saw us, just as though we were buds.

  

   "Hi," I grinned. I was so happy I was dating Joseph. Joseph. Like, he's so perfect.

  

   "Can I have two tickets to Carrie?" I asked. He shot me a dirty look but didn't want to cause any ideas by speaking up.

  

   We walked into the movie, and he asked me what I wanted.

  

   "Okay, I was confused by this too." I smiled.

   

   "You payed for my $5 ticket, therefore, I pay for your $5 drink." He smiled.

  

   "You can do math?" I asked, teasingly.

  

   When we got in the theater, he wanted to sit at the top, as did I.

  

   "I'm excited to see this movie in the theater!" He said. He's so adorable.

  

   "Me too!" I agreed. 

  

   He leaned forward and kissed me, and I kissed him back. My hand was on his thigh, and his hand was on mine.

   "What are these?" He asked, sliding his hand up my arm.

   "What ARE these?" He was getting worried for nothing.

   "I'm better now, I promise," I whispered, holding his hand.

   He smiled, then started kissing my neck. It was cold in the theater, and his tongue felt so nice on it. I moved the arm rest up, and leaned down to his pants to unbutton them. I grabbed his dick hard and started rubbing it. It was amazing.

  

   "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" He yelled! I suddenly sprang up when everyone looked at us, but no one knew what had happened.

  

   "Bug," I said shrugging.

  

   "Ohhh," most people said understanding, since bugs are creepy as shit.

  

   After the movie, we waited in the arcade for a second, when Joseph turned to me and asked, "Want to go get coffee," since Starbucks was across the street.

  

   We sat in the store and just looked at each other.

  

   "You're pretty," I said softly.

  

   "Thanks?" He asked laughing.

  

   "No, you're beautiful. Like, you're gorgeous. I look at you, and I seriously can't find a flaw."

   

   "Funny, that's what I think when I see you." He said, brushing up against my hand.
 
   Joseph Doe. He just said he couldn't find a flaw on me. Pinch me. Wait, if I am dreaming, please let me finish.  I'm happy. ♥

   

   He drove me home because it's so dark and since I walked because I live so close to the theater.

  

   "What's your favorite movie?" I asked. We didn't really know much about each other.

  

   "I guess The Blind Side," he said. "What about you?"

  

   "Bridesmaids all the way," I laughed.

  

   "Help me I'm poor," he said.

   We both started laughing hysterically.

  

   "Have you ever had a same sex relationship?"

  

   "No," he said reluctantly.

  

   "You ever kissed a guy?"

  

   "Nope, except you," He said sweetly.

  

   "Well I'm flattered," I said, pulling his head down to kiss him.

  

   "Any time," he replied, licking my teeth.

  

   He slid his hand behind my neck, then stopped kissing me and looked over through the window at my house.

  

   "Were here," he stated.

  

   "I know," I said, still licking his throat.

  

   "Bye." He smiled, kissed me once, then started slowly driving away.

  

   "So how did I do on this "first date," I called out.

  

   He turned around to look at me, then shrugged.

  

   "I'm still here aren't I," he laughed out. He got out and ran up to me to hug me. I hugged him back, before he ran back to his car, winked, then disappeared beyond the lamp illuminated street.

  

   I stared after him, then walked into my house.