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We knew we were getting to the movie almost an hour early but neither of us cared. Jay didn't mind previews either and our favorite spot was up in the highest row in the corner. It was vital to a good movie trip that this spot was secured. I like to lean my back into the corner, arms spread along the headrests of the seats and easy access to play with my Jay's hair.
I like being the driver so I usually am. And Jay does make quite the pretty passenger. The plan was for me to pick Jay up today, and I would have, but someone came over to my house desperate last night, so that wasn't necessary anymore.
When we got there I decided we were taking pictures in the photo booth out in the movie theater's lobby before we headed in the viewing room. There are two other people in the lobby buying popcorn and one worker but other than that it's deserted. I walk up to the red velvet curtain of the booth, the color fading from the sun a bit, Jay's hand in mine. At the last moment, I sidestep into the curtain, not taking the 2 seconds to move it aside, and pull Jay in with me. They tumble back into my lap as I land us firmly onto the hard seat, my ass taking the little bit of impact.
"Well, fuck okay" Jay says laughing. " You could have just said you wanted to take a picture, babe." I just shrug and grin. I haven't said much yet today as I'm not feeling very verbal. But I already told them that in the shower this morning so everything's been good. Besides "moan louder or I'll stop" and "chocolate chips in your pancakes, bug?" Jay had been doing a lot of the vocalizing for the both of us today. And I like it that way sometimes.
I hold them in my lap as the camera takes the four pictures. We picked the pirate theme out of the 8 options. When they flashed up on the screen after I paid, Jay just looked at me with little doe eyes, "go ahead and pick, daddy." I like the pirate filter because it tries to put fake tattoos and earrings over our already decked out ears and ink covered arms.
I can feel them wiggling their ass into my packer as I hold them and the machine takes the pictures. I wrap my arms around them tighter and bring my lips around to their neck. A little moan escapes from their mouth. I suck on a fresh hickey, making the skin even more irritated and Jay's hips start moving back and forward faster.
I pull my lips away from their neck quickly "Did I say you could do that?" I say and start to stand up as if they aren't even there.
"Uh, no. Sorry," Jay is startled slightly and squishes their body awkwardly onto the screen as they stand to give me room to leave the booth. I smirk once they can't see my face and walk away from the booth and towards the ticket line as if I'm alone. Jay rushes after me.
"You should probably grab the photos." I say.
I take the seat right in the corner like always. I quickly stand back up to adjust my jean shorts and briefs down, making the needed space for my t-dick. I sink back into the cushioned seat. My legs are stretched out in a little spread and my body angles, partly toward the rest of the theater, and also toward my Jay, giving their hand easy access to my inner thigh and their eyes a straight shot to the not-so subtle bulge my packers making. I know that's what they want to see, and they can't stop looking.
We are the only ones in the theater and we're so early the screen hasn't started playing the previews and remains black.
We sit in silence for about a minute before I pull out my phone and pretend to be very focused on whatever I'm doing on there. I have a few messages to respond to. I could not give less of a fuck right now. But I move my finger back and forth on the screen, feigning great interest.
I can feel Jay's eyes on me. Their hand moves up and down my upper, inner thigh, inching closer and closer to my dick as the minute goes by. God, the tension and silence together is so thick. I was so nice last night, so nice this morning, and they know I'm toying with them now. The energy changed in the photo booth and now I'm asking Jay to do something they really have to work at. Asking for what they want or initiating. And usually I just tease them until they do and it really works for the both of us.
"Do you think this theater actually has people working the booth up there?" They ask.
"Clay worked here for a while." I give a long pause in between. " he says there isn't. It's on a timer."
We both want the same thing. We both know we're not getting it until Jay makes the move.
Jay arches their back as if taking a big stretch and breathes in deeply. Their body is angled towards mine and their hand moves under my jean shorts and briefs, continuing the same motion up and down my thigh but now with full access to whatever they need. They worry I don't want them. They worry they're not doing the right thing. They are scared to ask because they don't want to be turned down. That's why we practice. Because God do I love to pretend to be aloof and toy with them but really I want them to know I care. That’s why Jay isn't allowed to cum before they've said 5 things they love about themselves.
"Why though?" I ask as if there isn't a single thing we could do in this empty movie theater worth my time. I keep looking at my phone, my eyes haven't broken away this whole time.
"Can you look at me?" Jay says
"Make me." Well that was brattier than I was going for.
At that they grab my jaw gently but firmly with their left hand and pull it up to look at them. My phone is placed in the cup holder on the other side of them.
"Aren't you sore?" I ask, teasing them with a little grin.
"I can be two things at once. Anyways, I thought I could take care of you right now."
Jay moves fast after they say this. They must have remembered the constant affection and fucking from the last day and gotten into their element.
They are in my lap in less than a second and I register multiple sensations throughout my body. Their tongue moves heavily against mine, and they get a good bite in on my lower lip. I let out a little low moan. They spend an awkward few seconds wrapping their legs around my waist and the seat and somehow maneuvering them down into the cracks behind the seat and god I'm glad they do. A hand is all the way up my shirt and grabbing slowly around the back of my neck to play with and grab at my hair and the other is wrapped around me, pulling me into Jay as close as they can. Our bodies parallel each other and as Jay grinds into me, I can feel the pressure in my warming clit.
"I'm so wet. Oh my God." They gasp and move faster, "Do you want me to stroke your dick, baby?"
I nod, my chin hitting their shoulder and I angle slightly so I can sink my teeth into their neck as I wrap my hands around their ass and grind into them.
We're both breathing heavily as Jay moves higher onto me, laying their chest onto my right shoulder, and holding themselves up by one arm on the seat's armrest while the other hand slips down into my already soaked briefs. I can still reach my lips up to be met by theirs and I pull moan after moan out of Jay's mouth. My packer is tossed aside into another nearby cup holder. My t-dick is hard and throbbing as they move my dripping wetness up and settle into the steady rhythm they know is my favorite.
I'm not much of a noise maker but boy do I get off on hearing it and Jay knows it.
"God, you feel so good, baby. You're so wet. You look so good sitting there letting me take care of you. You take such good care of me daddy." Jay moans as they alternate between moving two fingers up and down either side of my t-dick and circling the tip. Their whole body moves up and down too and I reach to play with their pierced nipples.
God I want to kiss and lick their nipples so bad right now but I'm so slutted out I can't speak. I keep massaging their chest and they moan louder and louder for me, knowing I'm not in the space to tell them to like I usually do.
"Oh no, oh no. I'm gonna cum just from looking at you. You feel so good. I'm so wet. I'm so wet. I'm so selfish."
"Bite me, Jay. Fucking bite me." I got a good one in the neck. Then they go back to sweetly kissing my neck like a fucking tease.
"I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum." I groan, my voice cracking a bit. Jay pulls at my hair and I moan lightly before they sink their teeth into my shoulder right as I climax.
I shudder and tense up and my orgasm rocks through my body. Jay's fingers continue to move quickly throughout and I pulse back into the seat. Jay places sweet soft kisses on the bite marks up and down my neck. My aftershocks are still coming through as they feel down onto my thighs to see just how wet they made me .
"You came really hard, daddy."
I grin and lift Jay's shirt to see their beautiful chest. They’re wearing silver decorative chains in their piercings and I bend down to twirl my tongue on their red, hardened nipples.
"Thank you, baby. Not as hard as you will later."
"I thought you said I was too sore" Jay laughs and winces a little when I playfully flick their right nipple.
" and I thought you said you were sore AND horny. You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Gulp"
"Did you just say gulp?" I laugh.
The previews start playing and I know people will probably start coming in soon. We adjust ourselves, our hair, and settle back into our seats. Jay puts their hand back on my thigh and a few minutes later people start filing in.
The movie was okay. About 20 minutes in though something felt a little off and I did have to grab my packer from the cup holder a few seats away.