Part 15
Wil stood at the sink, washing his hands and splashing cold water onto his face. He’d just relieved some of his built-up tension but already the thought of Paul was making him start to grow hard again. He was going to get Paul back for this and he was going to get him back good.
He splashed some more cold water on to his face and then left and headed back into the cinema, sitting back in his seat and trying to focus his attention on the movie once more. He could feel Paul’s eyes on him but he wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of turning around.
Apparently Paul was determined to get his attention. He leant closer again, his hand lazily drawing circles on Wil’s thigh.
“Feeling more relaxed now?”
Wil smacked Paul’s hand away, keeping his eyes locked on the screen.
“Paul, be quiet and watch the movie or else.”
“Or else what?”
Wil turned to look at Paul, who was staring at him with a smug smile on his face. Paul knew that he’d gotten to Wil, and he knew just what Wil had gone to do in the toilets. Well Wil decided it was time to get a little payback.
“Or else I’ll be tempted to do this.”
Wil’s hand suddenly descended on Paul’s groin, raising an eyebrow when he felt just how hard Paul was already. He rubbed Paul a few times through the denim, causing Paul to bite down on his lip to stop from moaning. He didn’t know whether to plead with Wil to stop or to keep on going.
“Wil please..”
Paul’s hot breath whispered in his ear and Wil simply smiled.
“Please what?”
“Please don’t stop.”
Paul didn’t care where they were, he didn’t want Wil to ever stop touching him like that. But Wil had other ideas, pulling his hand away and turning back to face the screen. Paul groaned in disappointment and then leant over to him, his breathing hot and heavy against Wil’s ear.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. I know you’re as hot as I am.”
Wil felt a shiver run down his spine at the seductiveness of Paul’s voice, and his first instinct was to grab Paul’s hand and drag him out of there, but he resisted the urge to act on impulse. Instead he turned to look at Paul, their faces just inches apart.
“You’re really hot?”
Paul nodded and Wil smiled.
“I’d better cool you off then.”
Wil picked up his half-empty Coke cup, taking off the lid. Paul just stared at him, silently pleading with him not to do what he was thinking. Wil simply grinned, moving the cup closer.
“No Wil please don’t, I’ll do anything.”
Wil raised an eyebrow.
“Anything?”
“Yes anything.”
Wil smiled again, replacing the lid on the Coke. He turned back to Paul.
“Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to have a little bet. I bet you can’t sit here for the rest of the movie without talking or making a single noise. If you win, then we go back to the apartment and I’ll do all those things we promised.”
“And if you win?”
“If I win, which is the likely result, then I’m afraid your Big Mac isn’t going to be seeing any action tonight.”
“Fine, you’re on.”
They shook hands, and Paul sat back in his seat, determined not to say a word for the rest of the movie. Wil took a look over at him and couldn’t help but smile. No matter what happened he was still going to take Paul back to the apartment and f--- him senseless. But Paul didn’t need to know that, and at least this way he could watch the rest of the movie in peace.
part 16