Hi everyone! Just One Night is a series of homoerotic tales that may or may not be interrelated. Don't expect a continuous narrative for the series, though. Each tale is stand-alone.

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Just One Night


Tale 1

I'D SEEN them before and I'd grown very curious about their behavior.

Who wouldn't? I mean, there were a whole lot of empty seats in that movie house, but they preferred to stand on the back aisle...a whole lot of them. Some were alone, while some were couples who stand so close together you'd think it was just one person instead of two. The amazing thing was that they never stayed on a single spot for very long, they would always move around. But more amazingly...all of them were males.

I didn't know what were they doing, and why. But I was dead-set on finding out.

So when my girlfriend started bitching and told me she wouldn't go out with me that night, I decided to catch the movie by myself. But instead of sitting and watching the movie in peace, I decided to stand on the back aisle with them.

It wasn't more than 10 minutes before someone stood beside me. At first , he was about one meter away from me. But he kept on inching his way towards me... slowly. Soon our shoulders were touching. I glanced at him. He couldn't be more than 20. And there was something familiar about him, but I couldn't quite pinpoint it.

I felt his hand on my side... slowly creeping towards my butt. I felt him caressing my butt-cheeks. I looked at him... quite shocked at what he was doing. He leaned towards me.

"Come," he whispered in my ear. He ushered me gently towards the empty seats near the movie screen.

I was very nervous, and I wanted to get out of there. But my curiosity was overwhelming... and I wanted to know more.

He sat on my right and immediately put his arm around my back. I felt his right hand on my thigh... slowly moving up towards my crotch. I felt his lips on my neck just as his hand reached my hardening cock.

A surge of panic ran to my mind, and I pushed his hand away from my crotch. I looked at him and met his eyes. I saw lust... pure lust... and I was intrigued by it.

But the familiarity of his face haunted me. I examined his face tying to search my mind where I had seen him before. And it hit me...

He was my classmate in Physics last semester. I rarely came to class and I dropped out of the course, which was why I never got to know him. I couldn't even remember his name...

But I knew that a lot of girls were swooning over him... even my girlfriend had a crush on him. And yet, there he was... looking at me... his eyes filled with lust... I felt incredibly powerful because of that. He wanted me... and it felt good being wanted.

I felt his hand on my crotch again... caressing the swollen thing under my pants. He unzipped my pants and took off my underwear... he slowly slid down on me... and then...

I gasped as his lips touched the head of my cock... his tongue slowly caressing it. I stifled a moan when he ran his tongue on the bottom side of my shaft. I couldn't believe how much pleasure his mouth and tongue was giving me.

I let out a soft moan of protest when he alighted and looked me in the eye. Then he went back down on me and engulfed my stiff cock down to the last inch. I almost screamed in delight... but I managed to cover my mouth before I did.

He started going up and down on my cock giving me waves upon waves of pleasure. I knew I wasn't gonna last long.

"I'm cumming," I warned him. But he just went faster. A couple of seconds later, I had to cover my mouth again to stifle my moans as I came in his mouth. He just swallowed every drop of my cum. And I was left gasping for air.

"Dylan" he told me his name after it was over.

"Yeah, I know," I said, finally remembering his name. His brows arched in bewilderment. "You were in my Physics class last sem. I dropped out, that's why you probably don't remember me."

"Oh yeah," he said. "I do remember you. I never forget a cute guy when I see one," he smiled flirtatiously.

"Your first time?" He asked. I nodded my head.

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