5 The Back-Row Experience (NSFW)

Brad reached his hand into my underwear and gripped my erection tightly. With heavy and methodical breaths, he fell to his knees bringing his face to my crotch. I could practically feel my dick pumping full with blood, waiting to be released into the open. The visage of him taking my cock into his mouth and me thrusting made me incredibly excited.

He ran his tongue along the outline of my erection, damping the cotton underwear with his loving saliva, all the while keeping his eyes on mine. He proceeded to then pull my underwear off, unleashing my erection which was dribbling with fluid. My dick came in contact with the chilly air in the cinema, exposed out in the open. Brad shot me a naughty glance and wrapped his lips around the head of my penis, his tongue dabbing my slit, whilst I was holding my breath savoring the sight and feeling of it all. The movie continued to fade away as Brad passionately sucked on my length, hot air escaping his nostrils and hitting my abdomen.

"You like that?" He mouthed when he came up for air, a line of saliva still connected to my dick. I could barely see his face in the dark, but the excitement and thrill of having a blowjob in the cinema was more than I could anticipate.

He brought his tongue down to my balls, and enclosed one in his warm mouth, sucking on it with immense enthusiasm. I twitched as a tingly feeling surrounded where his tongue touched me, and I curled my toes.

"Sensitive, aren't you?" He mumbled and started slowly wrapping his fingers around my wet member, hand moving up and down. One of his slick fingers tried to push its way into my slit, releasing a shot of pleasure inside my body. He followed by licking up my left groin, his other arm moving up under my shirt to pinch my hard nipple.

He squeezed my shaft all of a sudden, and a single drop of fluid leaked. He kissed my member and sucked up the juice, maintaining eye contact all the while. I started grinding into his face, pushing my dick in and out of his mouth, creating sounds of slurping and sucking. He then played with my dick, almost leaving me dizzy with numerous sensations as I tried to process what was going on. The people in the front rows were still concentrating on the film while Brad was literally performing fellatio on me.

"Mm," a soft moan left my lips, as I sat vulnerably in front of my professor, allowing access to all my pleasure spots on my body. The thought of anybody seeing us in action, in that moment, felt meaningless and almost fun, in a daring sort of way.

His strokes were getting swifter while he inserted my head of my dick into his mouth, gulping down any drip of fluid that leaked. "I'm cumming," I moaned quietly and tugged his hair, pushing his face down on my crotch. I closed my eyes and started blasting load after load of cum into his mouth, unable to hear anything other than me gasping for air.

Brad took the empty popcorn bucket immediately and hurriedly spat my load. Despite still being wet, I tucked my member back into my pants and zipped it up, wiping sweat off my forehead afterwards. He returned to his seat and kissed me again.

"How does your own cum taste?" He joked.

I gave him a willful glance, and put my hand on his crotch.

"Not now, Ped," He pushed my hand away. "The movie's ending,"

I returned my gaze to the screen and saw that the movie was, indeed, ending, and the main characters had been dancing on a rooftop party.

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"That was a great movie," Brad exclaimed as we exited the cinema. "and we had a lot of fun, didn't we?"

I smiled in embarrassment.

"Now let's head for dinner, I know a really neat restaurant that's not far from here."