I was enjoying the male attention, but I was getting tired of the cat and mouse games with my mother (even though she was gone much of the time). I was getting quite used to the role at school, and sometimes even thought of myself as a girl, instead of a guy dressed in drag. I began to notice other guys in addition to Drew, since he seemed only interested in me when he was horny. I enjoyed playing a flirt, and having a guy 'bump' into me and feel his hand rub my butt, or catch one staring at me while sitting in a class.
One guy that had done this more than once was in an English class. His name was Bryan. He wasn't exceptionally good looking, but he was cute in his own way. He had red hair and some freckles, and was one of the smarter guys in the class. One day I looked up to see him staring at me, and I smiled at him- he winked back, making me smile again. I noticed his eyes- beautiful brown eyes. He usually had glasses on, but today he didn't have them on. He also had long, slender fingers and pale skin.
After class, he walked up to me in the hallway. "How goes it?" he asked.
"Tired," I answered. "Not enough sleep, I guess."
"Yeah, I could barely keep my eyes open, too. So you're from California? That sounds cool. I have always wanted to go there. Have you been to Hollywood?"
"A few times, I have. It's an interesting place," I answered. "It's not all pretty, though. There are the bad areas there, too."
We continued with chit chat until the next bell rang.
"Do you mind if I call you?" he asked.
"I guess so," I said, writing down my cell number.
"What are you doing tonight?" he asked. "Want ta get together?"
"I have some work to do, but later on might be ok," I said. "Give me a call."
Early in the evening my phone buzzed- it was Bryan.
"So, are you busy?" he asked. "Want to go to a movie?"
"Sure, that sounds fun," I said, honestly. I was bored, and a movie sounded fun.
"I'll pick you up if you give me the address- 'bout an hour or so?"
I gave him the address, and went to make sure that I looked presentable, and borrowed some of my mother's new perfume. He arrived sooner than I expected and we headed to a theater near the mall. It was an off night, and there weren't many people in the theater. We sat near the back, and sat through all of the trailors of upcoming features. A boy and girl came and sat two rows in front of us, not even noticing that we were there because of the dark. They looked to be a few years younger- maybe 8th grade or so.
Finally the movie started. It was a typical teen slasher movie- same theme as most. A killer is loose that seems to be everywhere at the same time and nobody can stop him. After a few screams, it settled into a predictable script. Bryan stretched his arms and let his left arm fall on the back of my chair. I took the signal and leaned into him, and his arm came a little lower to contact my back. He smelled like fresh fabric softener!
The young couple in front were more interesting than the movie itself! They totally ignored the film, concentrating on each other with sloppy wet kisses and exaggerated moans and groans. I noticed Bryan watching them, and then he glanced over at me and smiled. "It looks like this is the live show," he whispered and winked. We both giggled quietly.
We watched as the girl gave the guy a hickie on the neck, then slid down into the floor between the rows of seats to unzip his pants and proceed to give him a blow job. Although we couldn't see the details, it was obvious what was going on as the boy leaned back and placed his hands on her head.
"Wow, I think she is actually going down on that boy," Bryan laughed. "Maybe when she finishes there I can get her to come up here," He chuckled again and then blushed. His skin was pale, and when he blushed it turned really red, matching his hair.
"You're a perv!" I replied. "She's too young for you!"
"Yeah, but look at that dude- he looks like he is going to have seizure or something!" he laughed, as the guy shook and jerked his shoulders. It was obvious that she was giving him the works. When the movie grew quiet, we could hear the moans and groans. I watched Bryan staring at them, and rubbing his crotch.
"It you need it that bad, let me know and I'll help you out," I said, punching his arm.
"No you wouldn't," he said.
"Have you ever had a blow job?" I asked.
"Have you?" he replied.
"What do you think, you idiot?" I laughed.
We sat for a few minutes, then he said, "No."
"No what?" I asked.
"No, I never have," he said, staring straight ahead.
"Do you want one?" I asked, changing to a more serious tone.
There was a long silence, and I noticed his eyes glance at me. I knew he was trying to figure out whether I was being sarcastic or making an offer. The boy in front of us jerked and gave a grunt. It looked like he was having a huge climax. We heard some gagging, followed by coughing, and the girls head appeared in front of him, still choking.
"Your thing squirted in my mouth!" she said, wiping her mouth and chin with her hand. He laughed and said, "sorry, I couldn't stop it....it just happened....I'm sorry!"
She continued wiping her mouth, and turned and spit in the floor before climbing back in her seat as he zipped up. They turned their attention to the movie, and both looked embarassed.
"Wow," whispered Bryan, still staring ahead. "That was some performance!"
"You still didn't answer me," I said, leaning toward his ear. "You want one, too?"
"You think she'd do it, after that?" he said, still teasing.
"No," I said, reaching down to his lap, "but you might talk me into it."
He realized I was serious, and his face once again turned red. He was thinking.
"You serious...would you do that?" he asked.
I didn' answer, I just slid down between the seats and pushed his legs apart and began unzipping his pants. He put his hands on the armrests, leaving me to do the work. His pants were baggy, and it was easy to reach in a pull out his dick. It was slender and uncircumcized. I had never held an uncut cock in my hand, and it felt silky and smooth. I pulled on it several times, and he adjusted in his seat as I took it in my mouth. It had a totally different taste and feel than Drew or Justin. Smoother and softer. There was already precum making it slick, and it had a sweentness to the taste. I put my hands under and touched his balls and sack.
He was shaking now, and making small thrusts. I knew he was close o shooting a load, and I increased the pace until I felt the warm, slimy spooge spurt into my mouth. I swallowed with each shot until it finally subsided. I could sense him relax into the seat, and I stopped sucking and let him grow softer in my mouth. After a few minutes, I tucked his now soft penis into his pants and shorts, and zipped him back up. I then laid my head in his lap, enjoying the feeling of closeness with this guy.
After a while I adjusted myself, and sat back in my seat, wiping my mouth as I did.
"Wow," he whispered, "you really did it! That was awesome!"
"Yeah, I liked it too," I whispered back, taking his hand in mine and holding it.
We finished watching the movie in silence, but he pulled me closer at then end, and held me, then whispered, "thank you."
I wandered if, once again, I was getting in over my head.