Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing.
"Babe! I'm off!" Connor shouted.
"Aww," Jessica replied and ran into the hallway where Connor was putting his coat on, "I feel so bad. Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?"
"I know you don't want to watch it," Connor said with a smile. "I don't want you to have to sit through a two hour film that you don't like, just for me."
"But still," Jessica pouted, "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Connor told her. "Loads of people go to the cinema on their own. It's no big deal."
"Are you sure you'll be okay though? You barely like going to the shop on your own." She joked.
Connor laughed back.
"I'll be fine. Don't worry. I might be late though. It's the last showing of the night." He told her.
"I'll be up when you're back," Jessica said and leant into his ear. "I'll have a nice little treat for you when you get home."
"Well that sounds good to me." Connor replied.
He kissed her quickly and then left.
Being only 18 and living with his girlfriend, neither of them had much money, so Connor couldn't afford a car, and he got the bus to the cinema.
It also wasn't his normal cinema of choice, but the one he was going to was cheap. It was a dirty cinema in a rough area, but it was all he could afford.
The bus wasn't too bad though, especially this late at night, and it was practically empty.
Connor arrived at the cinema, paid for his ticket, and went in.
It was near enough empty as well, with 2, maybe 3, other people there. The lights were already off, so it was pretty hard to see.
Now Connor wasn't the most sociable person in the world. He always lived in a shy little bubble. He was actually really nervous about going on his own, but he knew that Jessica would've had a terrible time and didn't want to make her feel guilty.
He found a seat near the back, hoping it would be out of the way from other people. But he managed to get a middle seat with a pretty great view of the screen.
For fifteen minutes, he ate popcorn and watched all the trailers. A few more people came into the cinema, but Connor didn't pay them much attention.
That was... until one guy decided to sit next to him.
Are you serious?
Connor thought,
An entirely empty cinema, and he sits next to me!
Connor was too nervous to turn and look at the guy, let alone say anything to him. At least he wasn't using up Connor's arm rest. But from what Connor could see out the corner of his eye, he seemed like a pretty big man and not someone Connor would say a bad word to.
Connor got ready to watch the film, and he started to relax.
Another ten minutes went on, and Connor was enjoying it. He had been excited to see this for months, so all of his focus was on the movie... until the man next to him decided to use Connor's arm rest.
He firmly planted his arm onto it, pushing Connor's off.
Connor's initial reaction was to say something, but he was too afraid.
Prick,
Connor thought but remained silent.
He carried on eating the popcorn on his lap and focused on the movie again.
After a few more minutes, he nearly jumped out of his skin when this man next to him gently placed his hand onto Connor's lap.
What the fuck is he doing?!
Connor's body was frozen. He knew he should say something and tell this guy to get off, but he couldn't. All his nerves and anxiety were stopping him from even opening his mouth.
This stranger didn't seem to care, either. His face was aimed forward at the screen as his strong, right hand gently squeezed Connor's thigh.
Connor's attention to the film was barely there anymore. All he could focus on was the big, strong hand grabbing his thigh.
The man slowly started to move his hand up and down, rubbing Connor's leg on top of his jogging bottoms.
As Connor sat there and let this man touch him, his cock started to stir.
No, no, no! What is going on?! Why am I getting hard to a man touching me?!
He placed the tub of popcorn over his crotch to hide his growing erection. In jogging bottoms, it would be very obvious and easy to see.
But as the man kept touching Connor, his cock eventually grew to its full, hard length.
His body was still frozen, and this man's grip turned more aggressive. Connor was still unable to say anything.
The hand squeezed his thigh a few more times and slowly crept higher up his thigh.
Please stop! Please stop!
Connor was helpless to move, but if this hand went any higher, it would feel the tent in his bottoms.
And finally, the hand moved under the popcorn and grabbed onto Connor's very hard cock.
Ooooh fuck!
Connor had to fight a moan as this big, strong hand grabbed onto his cock. He couldn't explain why it felt so good! Maybe it was because he and Jessica hadn't had sex in a few weeks? But whatever it was, Connor wasn't able to stop this man from groping him.
He eventually got the strength to turn and look at the guy, who was just facing forward. Looking down, Connor saw the hand was over his jogging bottoms and wrapped as much as it could around his cock.
Moving up and down with a firm grip, Connor found himself getting an over the pants hand job from a random old man.
Minutes went by, and Connor's cock was loving it. He bit his bottom lip to stop from moaning until...
"Mmm." Connor couldn't hold it in! He slapped a hand over his mouth as soon as the noise left his lips.
This just encouraged this stranger.
His hand moved up onto Connor's stomach, lifting the popcorn out of the way.
Connor was helpless again to stop him, even when the firm fingertips touched his skin under his shirt.
They delved underneath the waistband of his jogging bottoms, moving lower and finally... Connor felt skin against his aching cock.
"Oooh." Connor moaned when the big hand wrapped around his bare cock.
"Shh." The man next to him whispered.
Connor's mouth was open now, both in shock and from quietly panting, as the hand took a firm grip on his shaft. There was already a mass of precum leaking out of him, which the man used as he started to stroke up and down.
I'm getting a hand job in the cinema by a man! Why aren't I stopping this?!
But as the hand slowly stroked up and down, the pleasure was too good for Connor to do anything about.
The strong hand moved up and down. Jessica had been the only person in Connor's life to touch his cock, and having a new person on it sent shivers of excitement down his spine.
"Ooooh god." Connor moaned again when the man squeezed his head.
The man stopped moving, although his hand remained grabbing Connor's cock, but it wasn't stroking him anymore. Connor could feel him moving around for a few seconds and then stopping again.
"Your turn." The man then whispered.