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Matinee Gay Kimberly DeVaux

Matinee Gay

Kimberly DeVaux

Published February 5th 2012
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From the pages of Matinee Gay:As the female lead started to lecture about her horrible past in the Midwest – again – Michael’s attention started to wander. He thought about their last date, dining at an Italian place downtown before returning toMoreFrom the pages of Matinee Gay:As the female lead started to lecture about her horrible past in the Midwest – again – Michael’s attention started to wander. He thought about their last date, dining at an Italian place downtown before returning to the campus for some “fun”. They had experimented with some light bondage, with Sammy taking the lead as he so often did.Michael paused as a wicked thought crossed his mind. What if he took this opportunity to turn the tables? To be in charge, for once? Just to mix things up, keep it lively. It was tempting… but no, it was too much. They’d get caught, get thrown out. There were people in the theater, and they would figure it out.Or would they? Michael turned to look up at the group in the back. They seemed to be engrossed in the movie. If they looked down – and they wouldn’t – they would only see silhouettes. Besides, the danger just made it that much better, right?Just like that, it was decided. Pretending to focus on the screen, Michael moved his hand slowly and silently towards his boyfriend. As Sammy chewed on a handful of popcorn, Michael’s fingers descended on the bulge of his crotch, and – for just a moment – lighted on the fabric covering his lover’s penis.Sammy squeaked in surprise, jolting in his seat. After a moment’s confusion, he giggled playfully, swatting at Michael’s errant fingers. “Quit it! We’re here for the movie,” he whispered.Michael just smiled, drawing his hand back. But as the giggles subsided and Sammy’s attention returned to the film, his fingers began to stray once more – this time, teasing at the hem of his boyfriend’s sweater.Sammy paused, his hand halfway to his mouth with another load of kernels. His eyes drifted over to Michael, who was slowly easing his fingers under the sweater… along the jeans… and towards Sammy’s waist.Michael half-expected to be chastised, slapped away again. If such a thing happened, he didn’t know what he would do. Would he continue teasing? Probably. Sammy had done the same to him so many times.This wouldn’t be the day he found out. The corner of Sammy’s mouth curled into a smile, and he bit his lip in anticipation.This was going to be fun...