Excerpt: Sparks by Jason Davis

He slid his hand up my thigh. I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. His fingers just barely brushed my straining erection and I shivered. I took a quick look around. Everyone near us, including our friends, was gawking at the movie, completely absorbed in it.

I took hold of Jon’s hand and moved it right onto my cock. He rubbed up and down the length of my shaft. God, it felt good but I wished he was touching my skin without any clothing between us.

I pushed my hips up slightly. He took the hint and slipped his hand under the waistband of my shorts. When I felt his warm touch on my bare cock, I sucked in my breath so hard I was sure the whole theatre would have heard me if the movie hadn’t been so loud.

He stroked me slowly. I was so excited my cock was wet with pre-cum and he smeared it around like it was lube. The sensation nearly drove me crazy. I was getting so close I had to make myself push his hand away before I lost it.

After a few minutes went by, I snuck a look over at Jon. He was still staring straight ahead at the screen, but I could see a definite bulge in the front of his shorts.

I started moving my hand towards his crotch, a few inches at a time and with lots of pauses in between. It was agonizingly slow and I was longing to touch him, but I couldn’t take the chance of Rich, who was sitting on the other side of Jon, catching me. It was unlikely since Jon had a big bucket of popcorn sitting between them, but still. None of our friends knew what was going on between us and we meant to keep it that way. I didn’t think any of them would be able to deal with the idea of us having gay sex together.

I reached Jon’s cock. He was very hard underneath the denim of his shorts and it was difficult holding myself back from diving right down onto his erection. I settled for rubbing him through the cloth and making him squirm a little every now and then.

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