Page 54 of Home Between Homes

“Nick’s quite the enthusiast,” Jack said. “Name the movie, and if it’s horror, he probably has it.”

I scanned the shelf. Most of the movies were classics, and half of them were ones I’d never heard of. “We can watch something softer.” Jack had agreed to watch some horror comedies the last few weeks to ease him into the genre, but even they were too scary for him. He still closed his eyes a lot. Every time he did, his ears wiggled around, hoping for audio cues to tell him when it was safe to look again.

“But you love horror movies. That’s why I brought you here.”

There was a small section on the right labeled‘Not horror.’I looked at the twenty movies in that category, and as soon as I found Titanic, I pulled it out.

“How about this one?”

“Are you serious?”

“The ship sinks, people die, Twink-Leo draws naked women… It basicallyisa horror movie.”

“Whatever you want,” Jack said and came over to take the Blu-ray from me. He made his way to the projector in the back, making it clear that this, in fact, wasn’t his first time here. I settled into the chair in the middle row because it seemed to have the best view and was one of the three double seats they had.

A minute later, the screen came on, showing sepia-toned images of the ship, and the lights dimmed enough that I could still see the room but not be distracted by it. A deep bass filled the theater, and a light female voice sang over it, coming at me from all sides. They didn’t skimp on the sound system, either.

Jack threw himself into the seat next to me. “I never thought you were into movies like this.”

“You want to know why I chose it? Because we’ve probably both seen it so many times that we can make out without missing anything.”

Jack shook his head with a grin but leaned forward and pulled me into a kiss. Our tongues met as the submarines descended into the depths. We made ourselves comfortable in the seats. I didn’t care about the movie. All I cared about was lying in Jack’s warm arms, feeling his tongue slowly caressing mine and his hands wandering down my back…under my waistband.He squeezed my bum briefly before his right hand continued to wander between my ass cheeks, sliding through my crack.

My dick doubled in size in seconds. I didn’t expect him to go that far in his friend’s house.

“Are we…?”

“They won’t bother us. Jason knows this is a date. He told me himself that there is no better way to get into Nick’s pants than a movie. But if you feel uncomfortable, we can stop.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to stop. I just thought this was the foreplay, and the rest would happen at home. Hence, my surprise…”

“Do you want to do it at home?”

“Sure, why not? I don’t mind doing it twice tonight,” I teased him.

Jack’s mouth fell open as he realized what I had just told him, and I took the opportunity to stick my tongue back down his throat. Even after all the sex we had over the past few weeks, I was still hungry for him. Sleeping with him was the antidote to my fatigue, and I loved watching his face when he came. I reached down with my right hand to feel his raised bulge.

Jack didn’t need to be told again to get back to playing with my ass. His finger swirled around my pucker, dipping several times against the entrance, and as he worked his index finger inside me, my groin rubbed against his leg.

My mouth fell open, ready to moan as I usually did, but I held it back and just exhaled slowly. Our eyes locked, and the harder I tried to hold back my moans, the deeper he pushed his finger into me. His eyes sparkled with lust as he enjoyed watching me slowly lose control.

“Do you enjoy teasing me much?” I asked.

“You bet.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. My fingers fumbled with his jeans, and as soon as I got the zipper down, I pulled his hard cock out, wrapped my palms around his shaft, and stroked it. He was already leaking some pre-cum. I leaned down, pushing my assup so he could continue to play with it, and took his cock in my mouth. The sweet and salty taste of his pre-cum was the perfect dessert. I licked up his shaft, hungry for more, but a blowjob would not be enough tonight. As I continued to suck, I reached down to my pants, unbuckled my belt, and pulled it off along with my underwear. Jack pulled his finger out, reached into his jacket, which had landed on the couch next to us, and revealed a bottle of lube.

“Someone’s prepared.” I let go of his dick and chuckled as I pushed myself up. “Not that I’m complaining.”

He stuck out his tongue as he popped the bottle open. He poured some lube on his hand and applied it to his dick. I put my right leg on the seat, now towering over him, ready to sit on his cock. His hand reached for my crease, and as he lubricated me, he pulled my groin up to his face. He opened his mouth wide and wrapped it around my dick. His hands and mouth worked in unison to make sure I was ready and horny enough for the next act. He licked over my glans so intensely that I could have come if he’d kept going, but I knew there was only one way I would accept shooting my load tonight. So I pulled my dick out of his mouth and slowly sat down on his cock.

We’d done it so many times that the first little sting I felt when he slid in made me hornier than anything else.“I fucking love your dick inside me,” I whispered. “Just like your hands on my body, your tongue in my mouth, and being with you in every way.”

“Me too,” Jack whispered back. “I can’t get enough of you.” He moved his hips in rhythm with me as I rode his cock. This was my favorite position because I could see his face, feel his chest, and kiss him deeply whenever I wanted.

We fucked for half the movie. We switched positions several times and eventually ended up with me on my back and Jackplowing me missionary style—my second favorite position for the same reasons.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him close, feeling his breath on my neck as he panted.

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