Smevalicious banner Justin’s POV We got to the old theater right on time, good thing too because if we were in the car one more minute we would have had to make use of the fold down back seat, if you know what I mean. Damn umm Mrs. Kinney masturbating, mhmm Brian masturbating, fuck! I get out of the Jeep and Brian sees my predicament and giggles, GIGGLES! “Asshole, it’s your fault!” He just smiles and grabs my hand and leads me into the old fashioned duplex. Thank god I willed my erection down before we got to the box office. “Two for Nacho Libre” “I’m sorry sir but the film for that movie burned out” “Umm alright two for Superman then,” “Thank you and enjoy the movie” “Sorry sunshine, but I heard the guy playing Superman is hot though” “No problem.” Oh well Lindsay said the movie sucked any way, although I don’t think she likes Jack Black. There aren’t many people here because it’s so early; they’re probably all at church anyway, saving themselves. We pass the concession stand and Brian wrinkles his nose in disgust. I can’t imagine him “poisoning his temple” with greasy popcorn and sugary treats, although I could surely be convinced. Brian’s hand is warm in mine and people don’t seem to care that we’re holding hands, in fact I see a lesbian couple doing the same, huh. “Close your mouth sunshine, people don’t appreciate being stared at.” Brian whispers. Oops! “Sorry, I’ve just never seen people so… open.” “It’s alright, you’re home now.” Brian pulls me towards the staircase and I follow, still taking in the sights. There is no one else in the balcony and only a few people in the main theater below us. We walk down the aisle to the front row and sit in the middle seats. “Another reason I like this theater.” Brian lifts up the armrest and pulls me into him. I rest my head on his shoulder as he puts his arm around my waist. I sit there taking in his intoxicating scent as the commercials start to play. I know I’m just a teenager and everything but man I could really get used to this. I feel safe in Brian’s arms. I don’t know where we’re going but I really don’t think I can stop. Stop what? I don’t know, loving him? Caring for him? No one has protected me like this since Molly. And look where that got her. I guess I am afraid to expose Brian to me. Like I am some infectious leech that destroys all who loves him. Why can’t I destroy my parents? Duh Taylor they don’t love you. Never have never will. I shift in Brian’s arms, now I’m not so sure I should be this close to him, this dependent. Living in the Taylor household has taught me that much, you can’t depend on anyone but yourself. “Give those hamsters a break and watch the movie.” Brian’s whisper shakes me out of my thoughts. Fuck it, if it feels good do it. I look up at Brian’s smirking face and gently press my lips against his. I lean back a bit and look into his eyes, asking permission to go further. He cocks an eyebrow and swoops down to capture my mouth in another smoldering kiss. He nibbles softly on my bottom lip as I casually rub his thigh. His tongue meets mine and I relinquish all control over to him. He deepens the kiss and pulls me onto his lap, his hard on poking into my butt. I run my hands through his silky auburn hair and kiss him again. His hands work their way down my back and lifts up the hem of my shirt a little to expose the top of my jeans. I grind my erection into his hip and smile against his mouth. His warm fingers run over my crack, not going any farther. I whimper and start to kiss and lick his ear, working my way down to his neck, placing butterfly kisses on his heated flesh as I go down. Brian’s long fingers work their way down my jeans, I feel the pad of his middle finger press against my hole and I gasp. Suddenly, and completely ruining the moment, the usher walks in with an obnoxious flashlight. Uggg God damnit! I jump off Brian’s lap and pull down my shirt. The retarded usher shines the light at us and Brian sneers, “What the fuck kid, we’re trying to watch a movie here!” The poor kid pales and scurries away, leaving us alone again. I giggle and look at Brian, whose face is lit up by the figures on the screen. “Sunshine, you might want to watch this one, Superman’s hot!” I look up at the screen and he’s right! The guy is a horrible actor but man those tights certainly accentuate his package. My jeans begin to tighten again as I think about the hunky actor. We sit back and actually watch the movie for awhile, but soon Brian’s hand wanders over to my crotch. “Jesus Brian, do you have ADD or something?” “I don’t see your dick complaining,” That’s true, his exploring fingers are pressing hard now and I can’t help but react. I moan as he rubs harder and turn to kiss him, “Jesus sunshine, watch the fucking movie!” “Asshole.” He smiles and I lean into his shoulder again, appreciating his caressing fingers and Superman’s ass. Thank god the movie isn’t that long because my cock is now begging for release. The credits start to roll and I drag Brian to the closest bathroom and push him in the stall, ripping open his button fly. “Easy there killer,” Brian takes my hands in his and spins me around, positioning them above my head and holds them there with one hand. The other yanks down my pants and pulls his down too. His hot breath tickles my ear as he leans in to lick my neck. He tugs at my ear lobe with his teeth and then backs off to rip open the condom package. I rest my sweaty forehead against the cool metal door as Brian pops open the lube and coats his fingers. Pressing my ass back to meet his fingers he sucks on my neck, the fucker better not make a mark. He presses in one long finger and doesn’t stop until it’s all the way in. I gasp at the intrusion but groan as he starts to pull out the long digit and slides in another. Pumping in two fingers he leans his head against the back of my neck. Brian starts to scissor them apart, preparing me for what is to come. I push my butt back, silently asking for more. He slides his fingers out and quickly grabs his cock, placing the engorged head at my burning opening. I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing myself against him. Brian slides himself in slowly, stopping at the hilt for me to adjust. I take a few deep breaths, willing the pain away. After a few moments I buck back and encourage him to start thrusting. Brian pulls out tortuously slow, and stops when just the head is left inside me. I smile and squeeze my ass around him. He groans loudly and slams back, hard. “You’ll pay for that one sunshine.” Please! He continues to plunge into me, setting a fast pace. I moan and roll my head back. He claims my mouth with his and reaches down to grasp my leaking member. “Uhhh Bri Harder!” My breath is coming out in short gasps now, oh god, so close! He starts to jack me off at the same speed of his thrusts. He angles his hips to meet my prostate and at the same time press the pad of his thumb into my piss slit. He slams into me one more time and I explode into his hand, completely spent. The clenching in my ass releases him moments later. His body slumps into mine as he lets down my hands. We rest against the bathroom stall for a minute and catch our breath. I feel Brian’s cock soften inside me and he regretfully pulls it out with a pop. He throws the used condom in the toilet and turns me around. I take his hand and start to suck on his cum-covered fingers. I look up innocently and he laughs, “Don’t start something you can’t finish sunshine!” I’m about to respond with some about resilient youth when my stomach grumbles loudly. He laughs again and pulls my jeans back up over my hips and zips me up. “Come on, off to the diner with you, you should try to eat at least eat some of your protein off of a plate!” He grabs my hips and leads me out of the bathroom, out into the dim theater lobby.