4 A Cinema Date (2/2)

Later that evening, I was sitting beside Brad in the cinema, with a bucket of salted popcorn firmly stuck between my thighs. He had chosen the last row at the back of the theatre where we could sit unbothered.

”Considering how casual you are with all this,” I turned to him with an urge for conversation. ”Have you dated any students before?”

”No, I haven't,” He threw a handful of popcorn into his mouth. ”This is my first year of teaching, to be honest.”

”How old are you again?”

”I'm 26,” He gently nudged me. ”And you're 19, right?”

”Yup,”

We became silent as the movie started. Brad's arm slowly found its way onto mine, and we entwined our fingers on the armrest. This is actually really nice, I thought, not before focusing my gaze on the screen.

”That's such a ridiculously extravagant wedding,” Brad laughed during one of the scenes. ”I mean, is that water flowing out onto the aisle?”

”I know, and that dress,” I laughed along, firmly grasping his hand. ”Not to mention the entire attendance holding those lights,”

”Such a decadent display of visuals,” He mentioned, eyes still glued onto the screen.

I eyed his enthusiastic face again before slumping into the chair. We stopped talking for a few minutes.

”Hey, Ped,” suddenly came a more sheepish tone. ”Look over here.”

I turned to face him, but was met with an unexpected kiss on the lips. When we pulled our faces away, he placed his index finger on my lips, signaling silence from my end. I gulped and nodded. He caressed the back of my neck with his hand, and pulled me closer once again for this time, a longer and wetter kiss. I could feel myself getting hard as we filled our mouths full of each other. Brad seemed to have noticed my erection, and dragged his hand from my neck down to my crotch. He turned his head left and right to check the surroundings. There was no one in our row so we could have all the seats to ourselves.

”Don't make a sound,” He whispered in my ear, and unzipped my pants.