Last night, I had dinner out and saw a movie with a friend of mine. Just so you know, I’m partial to car chases and explosions with a sexy, rugged leading man. My buddy Eric knows this, but he dragged me to Captain America, promising that it would be just like the action movies I like.

What a liar. Of course, sexy Scarlett Johansson looked delicious, as always. Those lips, my God. So I guess the movie wasn’t a total loss, but I was still a bit sleepy and disinterested until I saw something that made things much more interesting.

What can I say? The handjob made me hot……

In the side seats of the theater parallel to my row, I saw a younger couple. The pretty blonde had her hand wrapped around the man’s stiff cock,  as it stood on end. Never taking her eyes from the screen, she made it all look effortless. And her guy couldn’t have looked more relaxed. He was slouching in the theater seat, and living for her next stroke. All other patrons on that side were seated in front of the couple, so they certainly had privacy. I couldn’t take my eyes away.

Edging in the dark……

I continued to watch, fascinated. I tried to watch the movie, but I couldn’t take my eyes from her hand. The long, slow strokes were perfectly executed. I could just imagine the friction, and his face confirmed it. She’d intensify her movements, edging him again and again. That cock control was apparent, and he was helpless against it. His slouch would stiffen, his face would change…..and then he’d relax, retaining more tension with every denial. Of course, I tried not to stare, but I couldn’t really look away. And no one else had seemed to notice. No, I had a delicious secret, and it was making me wet.

About ten minutes before the movie ended, I saw the girl stroking faster, and I knew that I was about to witness the big finish. I saw her intensify her efforts even further, as his heavier breathing was obvious but was still drowned out in the sound of the film. With a jerk of his body, it was done. I could not see the actual eruption, but judging by the calm spreading across his face, all was right in the world. I couldn’t help but smile. The last few moments of the film were over soon after, and as credits rolled, I stood and smiled at Eric. My clueless friend assumed that I had liked the movie after all. He laughed and then followed me out to the lobby, where we made our way toward the parking lot.

‘Did you have fun?’, he asked.

‘Yeah’, I smiled back. ‘Loved it.’