Kent sighed and glanced at his watch. It was 10:30 on a Friday night and this movie he was seeing on his first date with Zac was dragging on forever. It was a terrible action movie that bored him terribly. He regretted suggesting this movie because Zac also couldn't stop shifting, meaning he was finding this movie insufferable as well.
Zac leaned over to Kent and whispered in his ear, "Is it me or is this the worst movie ever?"
Kent nodded and blushed a little bit, "I'm sorry I suggested this. The previews hooked me in."
"It's okay. It's almost over. I want to watch the predictable ending and pretend to be surprised by some twist at the end," Zac leaned back into his seat.
Kent knew that there was at least another two hours to go since it was only twenty minutes in. The theatre was fairly empty since the movie had been out for almost two months. It was only mid-April but the humidity had been almost unbearable.
Kent first met Zac in their senior year English lit class after being assigned to do a group project together with some other students who turned out to be completely incompetent and absent. They bonded over their griping of their lazy groupmates but Kent secretly couldn't have wished for the situation to turn out better.
They had decided to study together to prep for their final exam. Kent had every intention of pursuing his Master's degree after this so it was a crucial moment especially for him. Zac had called up Kent on Friday afternoon and asked if he wanted to cram in a last minute study session before their Saturday exam. He said to balance out studying and relaxation, they should see a movie afterwards to blow off steam and relax for a good night's sleep.
So there they were, sitting in a theatre together watching a horrible movie that neither were interested in but it was a good way to unwind and Kent didn't particularly care to move from the seat. Zac shifted so that he was leaning slightly towards Kent when he suddenly felt Zac's hand brush against his.
Electricity shot through his body as Kent took in the moment and slight waft of Zac's cologne. They had flirted all semester and Kent had spent quite a few nights jerking off to the thought of Zac and his chiseled body.
Zac leaned over again, "I'm bored. And is it me or is it really hot in here?" Zac was fanning himself with his small movie ticket stub in a futile manner.
"I know how we can pass the time a little quicker," Zac reached down and cupped Kent's entire manhood.
Kent gasped and almost jumped right out of his seat. He was at a loss for words. He didn't imagine this happening in a million years. Zac slowly started using his hand to massage Kent's growing bulge. Kent thanked the sex gods for making him wear sweatpants out to the theatre because he was too lazy to change. The thin fabric did nothing to create any sort of substantial barrier between his twitching cock and Zac's hands.
Zac and Kent looked at each other still not saying a word, replaced by their slightly heavy breathing now. Zac leaned over and kissed Kent; at first slowly, then seeking out his tongue to massage with his own. Kent shifted in his chair so that he could have better access to Zac's mouth and grinded his crotch into Zac's hand coincidentally.
Zac's hands continued to grope and stroke Kent's ever growing bulge, which was now putting up a tent in his sweats. He was impressed with what he felt and imagining how large it could get made his cock stir in his jeans. The movie was completely forgotten as Kent reached over to reach Zac's lap. He wasted no time in unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans to allow room for his hand to slip in and start stroking Zac's semi-hard cock over his boxers, making sure his hand didn't make direct contact just yet.
Kent's tongue was now assaulting Zac's as he kissed him harder and harder to match the passion of Zac's hand on Kent's pole, which was now completely hard and supporting a massive tent in his sweatpants. Finally, Zac couldn't resist any longer and slipped his hand into the waistband and pushed down the fabric to reveal Kent's completely hard cock that was pointing straight up in the air. Nestled at the base of his 9 inch thick, cut cock were two massive balls that hung down like small ping pong balls.
