At the touch, his cock went from mild arousal to full-blown hard-on. He stared at the screen ahead, no longer comprehending the images flickering across it, and held his breath as Scott slowly unzipped his pants. Yes,he prayed, yes, yes.Fingers fumbled into his open fly, digging into his underwear, to encircle his stiffening erection.
Yes.
Then he was out in Scott’s palm, the cool air of the darkened theater and the thrill of excitement at what they were doing fanning the flames of lust igniting his veins. He gasped as Scott began to massage his dick, and let himself slide down into the seat a little, his legs spreading farther apart. How things had managed to move so fast between them, Chet didn’t know, but he didn’t dare question it. This was exactly what he’d hoped to get from the evening.