Cinema

Agonisingly brilliant, never to be forgotten.

Having collected me for a afternoon out, you headed to town and to the cinema.
"My treat" came the kind offer from you to pay for the cinema entrance, "then you can decide what film we watch", i couldn’t have it all my way, I said. Looking up at the list of films showing you chose Openhimar, "good choice" i said.
On entering the auditorium i started to go into the back row, grabbing me by my arm you pulled me back and moved further down the aisle and moved across into the middle, halfway down.
Sitting down after taking our coats off and then folding them across our laps, you looked around in the muted lighting, film goers were filling up the seats, being the latest block buster that wasn't surprising.
Just idle chatter filled the air with excitement waiting for the film to start. Either sides of us, film goers took their seats.
Then the gradual dimming of lights interrupted the voices, it became deafly quiet as the loud introduction of the music burst from the speakers for the film.
Settling back into the seats all eye's were glued to the screen. It was about ten minute’s into the film that I first noticed your leg brushing against mine, it felt warm through our clothing, and instead of moving my leg away, i kept it up against yours not thinking anymore of it, this was a film not to miss.
20 maybe 25 minutes into it i could feel a hand, it took me a short time to know who's hand it was, because it had sneaked under my coat.
Resting over the front of my jeans, i hastily looked to my right wondering if the person sitting next to me had his hand on me, it wasn’t.
Transferring my eye's back to the left, i expected you to be looking at where your hand was, but your eye's were fixed firmly to the screen, so i still wasn't sure who's hand it was, because you were fixated to the screen, it had to be yours, surely?
Gentle squeezing started to have the right effect on me, i wasn't going to complain, not now that my cock started to twitched slightly as the touching grew firmer.
My hands were resting on the arm rests gripping tightly, i started to lift myself up to get your hand to touch me even more.
But you leant over and very quietly whispered in my ear,
"No movements, broken down, it meant that i couldn’t writhe, thrust, twitch or make any movements of any sort whatsoever, i had to just sit there, pretending that I'm riveted to the film.
But with your hand pressing harder against my ever growing cock not moving was easier said than done.
Nervously, looking about me, everyone thank god was engross in the film.
It was at that time the zip on my jeans was very slowly being pulled down, my hard-on sprung out immediately, but not so fast as to make any kind of disturbance under my coat, so this is why you said come commando, don’t wear your underwear, at the time i thought it was an odd request, but its all become clear now.
Soon as my cock settled down you gripped it once again and with excruciatingly slow movements your hand moved its way down my length, rolling the foreskin over the rim and stretched it so that my dome was fully exposed underneath my coat.
With my jaw dropping i made a muted groan, and once again you leaned across "No noise, that means, no moans, groans, gasps or panting".
As you said that i looked down at my lap, I couldn't believe the rules that you were forcing on me, No noise, No movement, how the fuck will i be able to adhere to those rules you asked yourself.
I just want to thrust myself in rhythm with your hand, and cry out "Faster, Faster, Don’t stop, omg your putting me through so much sexual tension".
Then looked to my right to see if the guy next to me could see any movement under my coat, that's if he was looking at all, he wasn’t.
Luckily it was a thick coat that i wore this afternoon and because you were painfully and excruciatingly wanking me so slowly, there was nothing to see, i just had to keep on watching the film, but the feeling in my groin was beginning to build up. So I couldn't make a sound, and i couldn't move, not even a twitch was allowed, it was agony in the most cruellest and pleasurable way possible.
It wasn't just the up and down strokes that was getting to me, your grip was changing with each stroke, at one point i thought you had let go, that was until i felt my foreskin being rolled back over the mushroom head with a finger getting between the skin and dome, coating my precum over the fleshy head as it did so.
With each stroke my hands gripped the arm rests tighter, if anyone cared to look, they would have seen how white my knuckles had become.
All the time this was going on, you seemed so engrossed in the film, as if it was the norm to be wanking someone in a cinema surrounded by strangers.
I couldn't believe that you weren't as hard as me, or at least not showing signs of being hard, like keeping your other hand under your coat, firmly pressed in your lap between your legs.
I needed to know if you were hard. Letting go of the arm rest, i extended my left arm and started feeling for your shaft, but no sooner had i touched you, you quickly, but silently replaced my hand back to the armrest.
"No touching" came the quiet instruction again. Oh my god! Your cock was so hard, and your refusing me to touch your stem, I’m literally in your hands as to how this'll end up now.
I could feel my chest rising as this excruciating edging continued, the build up was taking its toll on my now very aroused prick, my breathing was getting heavier.
I just wanted to pant so much to release the energy inside of me, which because of the setting and of the instructions from you, i couldn't.
My cock had swelled up bigger than i had known before, even the girth seemed to have doubled in size, thick and solid, the head was engorged and purple in colour.
Sweat on my forehead seeped onto the brow of my eye's, dripping into my eye's which started to sting, but i was trying so hard not wanting to cum, gritting my teeth so hard that my jaw started to hurt, my hands never stopped holding the rest, but i had to wipe the sweat from my eye's somehow.
With every millimetre of movement from your hand i could feel my spunk starting to rise through its journey to a blissful explosion.
I just wanted to scream out, but knew that one minute sound would have us both arrested.
So through gritted teeth and strained facial cheeks being sucked in and puffed out, i made a stifled noise, so low that no one would have ever known.
My stomach muscles started to tense up, my breathing was just about under control, and i do mean just about, I wasn't gasping or panting that everyone would've heard, but as per your ruling, i was panting and gasping through my teeth.
As you kept up with the cock pumping, which I'll add that the speed of your hand going up and down my shaft never waivered, it was going at the same pace throughout, slow with a changeable grip that made this so agonisingly arousing, how you controlled yourself from not leaning over and taking me deep into your mouth I will never know.
I was rock hard and urgently wanting relief, the thought of cumming deep down your throat was getting me so hot with desire.
Stretching my legs out so my feet were under the seat in front of me i tensed up, i could use it to lever my lower body up in readiness for my cum.
But another gentle tap against my thigh and a reminder of the 'No movement' rule from you was enough to stop what i was doing.
Quickly, i let go of the armrest and held my hand across my mouth, i needed to stifle the sounds coming from me, sounds that is on the verge of sending me into rapture.
Expecting him to pull my hand down from my mouth, he never did.
Biting my finger so that i couldn't cry out, the spunk started its journey through the engorged tubes.
I just sat there, unable to jerk or thrust my body, which is usually what happens when i cum.
With my eyes rolling back into my head, and head bowed on my chest not knowing what was happening on the screen, not caring what was on the screen, forcing myself not to cum, all reality of time had gone out of the window, the only reality in my mind was how big of an explosion would it be underneath my coat?
Your incessantly slow wanking just got slower as you could feel the change of the tension in my body, especially on my shaft, small noises of absolute pleasure which were coming from me, but was inaudible to the guy sitting next to me.
With you rubbing the tip of your finger over the end of my cock where the pooling of precum emerged, i was biting even harder on my finger, but not feeling any pain, the only feeling that i could feel right at that moment was coming from my cock.
No one could see how much liquid was being produce, nor could anyone see how strong and powerful my orgasm was either as each jet of creamy white hot spunk that eventually i discharged and struck the underside of my coat.
That was the only sign of what was happening, the coat itself actually lifted slightly as each jet of sperm hit it, the first wave of losing my load was very small in comparison to the second jet, and i knew it would be my strongest spunking because my stomach muscles had tightened up so much, my crinkled arsehole had contracted with a rhythmical pulsing along with my hard-on, had the coat not been resting across my lap I’m guessing my cream would've reached as high as my face had it not been for my coat, maybe even going over my shoulder and spraying whoever was lucky (or unlucky) enough to be sitting behind me.
But it wasn’t to be, the movement from my coat as my spunk hit it, prevented any sperm making itself known, with spurts hitting the underside of my covering it showed how powerful my orgasm was.
When the final flourish of spurting (which was of many) had come, the aftermath of the afterglow feeling after i had cum was too much, i just slumped back in my seat, barely able to stay awake, the afterglow of my orgasm was taking it’s toll, i tried to watch the rest of the film.
But so much had been going on, that through glazed eye's i couldn't keep up with it.
Suddenly, there was movement all around me, everyone was getting up apart from yourself and the guy next to me, as the auditorium lights came back on.
Both of you were covering your crotches with a hand. Did he see what was going on between us after all?
Or was his partner sitting next to him taking advantage of the situation in the cinema too?
The film had finished, the lights were glowing brightly once again.
You were looking down at me, me still with my coat across my lap, hiding my naked cock under it.
How can i not be seen, I’ve still have my cock out, even though it is now in a soft flacid state, I somehow had to straighten myself up and pull the zipper closed without being seen, so following you closely, i was practically fucking your arse, but it gave me the cover i needed to slide my cock back into my trousers.
So standing up with my coat strategically placed in front of me I slowly gathered myself and up went the zip, when we walked through the foyer and out of the building, where i quickly put my coat on.
It was then that i realised how much cum had extinguished out of me, i was mortified to see the huge dark stain on the front of the coat, i had cum that much it was still running, making the wet patch even larger.
I looked at you with my mouth open unable to say a word, you were licking your own hand, the same hand that was doing all the work on me, it must've been completely covered in my spunk too.
As soon as we got back into the car and before you could make any protest, my hands unzipped your flies, got your prick out so that i could go down on you.
As my mouth filled up with your length, moans emanating deep from within you, and the thrusting of your hips with every suction you were getting from my mouth, told me that you were about to cum.
It was literally only a couple of minutes to have you flooding my throat with your spunk, some of which dribbled out and into your lap and pooling in your pubic hair.
It was the complete opposite to the intense edging that i had to endure from you in the cinema.
It was very short and sweet, and with lots of gasping, panting and thrusting and writhing that would've had us thrown out, had it been in the cinema.