Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2022 02:39:04 -0500
From: Fang Saito <hokkaidohotel86it@gmail.com>
Subject: Cadence - Chapter 20

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Cadence

Part 20

	They managed to slip into the theater and grab their tickets with
no problem. James moved to buy them both, but Cade protested that he had
money.

	"Fine, but I'm buying the snacks!" said James.

	Not really expecting or intending popcorn after just eating dinner,
Cade readily agreed. He was surprised though, when James ended up with a
giant bucket of popcorn, a soda almost as large, and a package of sour
gummies. Where the hell was James going to put it? There was no way he was
going to eat all that. Cade made a point to tease him about it as they made
their way to the ticket taker podium.

	James joked about maybe theater hopping over to the horror movie he
had first wanted to see, but it turned out to be in the opposite
direction. They made it into their auditorium, delighting that there were
only around a dozen other people. They were easily able to grab seats near
the top center, and started organizing themselves. James made it a point to
debate whether to leave the center armrest down for the drink, or raise it
so there was nothing between them. Cade blushed a bit over the
implications, but after a few jokes back and forth, they left it down.

	A lot of their teasing and laughing were probably a bit loud, as
teens have a tendency to do. They had a wild time talking about the woman
they had run into. James laughed his ass off, saying he couldn't believe
the comment about AIDS being sprayed all over the bathroom, and wondering
if she had dared going in after they left. Occasionally someone would look
back at them, as if wondering if they were going to keep it up once the
movie started, but they were having too much fun to care.

	Once the lights dimmed and the first trailer started, they did some
last second joking, just wrapping up their last few comments, and then
their eyes locked on the screen. James interjected a quick comment at the
end of each trailer, giving it a 1 to 10 score as to whether he wanted to
watch the advertised movie. Cade just laughed a bit at his scoring
system. He was mostly just really enjoying the experience. It had been a
bit over a year since he had sat in a movie theater. For a moment he got a
little guilty, realizing it had been just as long for Jordan, and that his
brother was missing out. But he swore that no matter what, he would find a
way to bring his brother back to the theater in the next couple of weeks,
then he kicked back, forced out the negative thoughts, and determined to
enjoy himself.

	They chatted and joked for a second about some of the bad trailers
during the ads for the theater itself, but quickly settled as soon as the
movie started. It was a very weird movie, nothing like the trailers made it
out to be. If he was honest with himself, Cade was a bit bored with it. But
he was definitely enjoying the experience, both being out in the theater,
and getting to spend time with James. He kept reaching across the armrest,
wanting to maybe hold the other boy's hand, but he kept chickening
out. Besides, James kept reaching into his popcorn, or grabbing for the
soda. He kept trying to offer both to Cade, but he only really took some
out of courtesy. He didn't want to appear rude, since James had said he was
buying for both of them.

	Cade still wanted to pinch himself as he sat there in the dark. He
was on a date! With James, probably the hottest boy he had ever seen in a
long time. He still couldn't believe his luck. And then there was the fact
that James was going to spend the night at his house with him. It didn't
matter that he had just cum. His cock was sporting a constant semi, just
thinking about what he knew they were going to be doing pretty much as soon
as they left there.

	Maybe halfway through the movie, James moved the snacks to his
other side and raised the armrest from between them. Cade looked over at
him, curious, as James stretched, then took off his hoodie, balled it up in
his lap, and stretched his arm over his head, bringing it down across
Cade's shoulders. Cade took the hint and the opportunity, and leaned in to
snuggle in the crook of the taller boy's arm. He giggled a bit when a few
minutes later, James had to do some major adjustments to his lap under the
hoodie. Of course, this woke up his own little problem a bit more than
before.

	As they settled back in to continue watching the movie, Cade
realized that his hand had, accidentally or unconsciously, come to rest on
James' hoodie, on top of his thigh. Once he realized where his hand was, he
started remembering all the teasing and tormenting James had done with him
on several occasions. Now it was time for payback. He walked his fingers
gently back toward himself until he found the edge of the hoodie and was
able to, oh so innocently, work his fingers underneath it. From there, he
began to softly draw circles and patterns on the denim of James' jeans
leg. He started low and on the outside, but slowly, gently, teasingly,
began moving his swirls toward the inside and north, until he began to feel
the inward slope that meant he was on his way toward the older boy's inner
thigh.

	About that time, James gave one of those stretches that Cade knew
all too well. It was the kind of stress relieving stretch that a guy gives
when he is so horned up that he just has to move. He giggled a bit and
acted all innocent when James looked over at him. They both just grinned at
one another, and looked back at the screen. Cade swirled his fingers
lightly where he was for a moment, and then started heading north again. He
thought he was the one surprising James, but he giggled a bit when he got
up to the fly of his jeans and found them already unzipped and hanging
open.

	Taking that as all the invitation he needed, Cade used his fingers
to dig out the very stiff protrusion, not just out of the denim, but out of
the fly of his briefs as well. Now only the cotton of James' hoodie hid the
turgid cock from the open air of the auditorium, though it did nothing to
hide it from Cade's hand. He began to slowly stroke it, every few rotations
rubbing his thumb over the thick cock head, seeking out any precum. Every
time he found some, he would use it to swirl his thumb around the full,
circumcised head. James was doing everything he could to act like
everything was normal, even if he kept flinching and chuckling every once
in a while.

	Cade looked around, making a quick note of where all the other
moviegoers were situated. They were in the top row, and nobody was sitting
within three rows of them. He also had not noticed any theater employees
stick their heads into the auditorium. So he decided to be daring. He let
himself slide to the floor, twisting around to land on his knees, facing
his seat. From there, he slipped around James' left leg and leaned forward,
lifting the hoodie and slipping under it. From there he inhaled the scent
of his date's nether region, imagining in his mind's eye the look of shock
on James' face at his audacity.

	Feeling confident that he was thoroughly out of sight of anyone,
Cade set to work on his prize. He had no light, so he couldn't see
anything, but he had feeling, and he had taste, and he had smell. He
grabbed the cock in front of his face solidly in his hand. It didn't feel
too long, but did feel unusually thick. He was going to be interested in
seeing what it looked like in the light, later on. He pulled it back
towards James' belly, then stretched forward, building up as much saliva as
he could manage. Then he extended his tongue and gave a giant lick from the
base all the way up to the head. He felt the reaction from the rest of
James' body, enjoying the power he had at the moment. So he went back,
re-wet his tongue, and gave the cock another floor to ceiling swipe.

	Knowing how tormenting he was being, Cade used the hand holding the
cock to wrap around and wet his palm with the spit he had just deposited,
and slowly stroked the shaft, making sure not to touch the head. Meanwhile,
to keep his mouth busy, he started licking at the balls hanging down below
his busy hand. Finally Cade decided it was time to go for his prize. He
lifted his head, pulled James' cock forward, and, minding his teeth, took
the cock head between his lips. The cock was fully engorged now, and the
head felt thick and massive in his mouth, probably the thickest he had
sucked.

	Cade really wanted to just sit down where he was so he could tease
and torment James, but he also realized where he was, and felt like every
minute spent on the floor increased the chances of some random event
getting them caught. So he redoubled his efforts, throwing all his
experience into getting James off as quickly as he could. He nearly choked
when he tried to giggle with a cock deep in his mouth, finding it funny how
James jerked and reacted in shock at the drastic change in how aggressive
Cade suddenly became. Within moments, Cade felt both of James' hands on the
top of his head above the hoodie, feeling James both trying to press his
head down while simultaneously trying not to press down.

	Cade had too much practice at what he was doing, and it did not
take long at all before the legs to either side of Cade began tensing and
squeezing, while the belly above him began to convulse. Then the cock in
his mouth began to stiffen and convulse. Cade made one last valiant attempt
at getting the whole thing in his mouth, knowing the pressure and
enticement this was going to put on the whole member, then as it began its
final pulses, he slipped back until Cade was holding the head in his mouth
with a tight suction as he quickly began giving strokes with his hand up
and down the shaft. Within seconds he was rewarded with hands gripping the
side of his head and shots of warm, slimy cum hitting his tongue and the
roof of his mouth.

	It did not take much effort to coax the rest of the load out of the
cock into his mouth, and he enjoyed the reactions he got as he used his
tongue to swipe around the full head and piss slit. He made sure to use his
hand to milk the shaft, swallowing down everything he was given. Then Cade
waited for James to relax down from his orgasm, before giving the head one
last slurp to ensure he milked everything possible. Then he decided to
tease him one little bit extra by carefully and deliberately packing James'
cock back in his underwear, followed by sorting everything back out enough
to rework the pants back into a position where he could zip up the fly of
his jeans. He knew that James could have done this much easier, but it was
fun to continue teasing him by allowing himself full access to James'
crotch.

	Finally, once James was all packed away again, Cade extricated
himself, flipped back around, and slid back up into his seat. James looked
over at him with a look on his face halfway between amusement and
incredulity. He did a quick rearrangement to sort out any oddness in how
the material of his pants were sitting, and then pulled Cade into a
hug. All told, it had probably taken around five minutes, but it was
obvious they had both enjoyed it, and Cade knew that for him at least, it
was all a big tease for more to come later.

	James eventually pulled Cade in for a kiss, and Cade was excited
knowing the older boy was obviously going to be able to taste himself on
Cade's tongue. After making out for a couple of minutes, Cade started
giggling. When James asked him what was so funny, Cade grinned and asked if
he could have some of the soda, "to get the taste of you out of my
mouth". James laughed, teasingly calling him a bitch, but also grabbing the
drink and handing it over. They teased back and forth for a minute, but
quickly settled down as to not attract attention.

	From there they settled into a snuggle that Cade loved, and they
went back to paying attention to the movie. Cade was pretty much lost on
what was going on, having barely paid any attention for the last 20
minutes, but he really didn't care. He was happy with where he was. Within
another ten minutes, James began running his fingers through Cade's hair,
and he pretty much melted. In fact, he quickly became so relaxed that he
may have actually dozed off for a bit. Soon enough, the movie came to an
end and the house lights came back up to half brightness as the credits
began to roll.

	Chuckling at the smaller freshman cuddled against his side, James
looked down and said, "So what did you think?"

	"The movie sucked," said Cade in a relaxed, drawling voice, "But I
wouldn't exactly say I had a bad time."

	"Well I'm glad I could make for a tolerable presence," laughed
James.

	"Yeah, too bad the evening has to end," said Cade.

	"End? Am I not spending the night?"

	"Well," grinned Cade, "Maybe if you had picked a better movie, I
might respect you enough to want you coming over."

	"Oh really!" exclaimed James. Cade squealed loudly as the older boy
dug his fingers sharply into Cade's side, halfway between tickling and
sharp poking. A few people who were in the process of gathering their
jackets and trash to leave turned at the loud exclamation and
laughter. Neither boy noticed, however, as James was busy looking for
openings to escalate his assault, and Cade was too busy trying to squirm
out of his reach. In a desperate effort to get away, the smaller boy ended
up sliding down his seat onto the floor. Unfortunately this had the result
of having his shirt and hoodie ride up, exposing his sides and allowing
James to dig his fingers directly into Cade's ribs.

	Finally Cade was able to slide a few seats away and stand up,
holding his hands out between them in an effort to fend off any attempt to
close the distance between them. He was completely out of breath from the
exertion, but having too much fun laughing at their antics. Finally they
settled down enough to gather their stuff and head out of the
auditorium. It was Saturday and the mall was on holiday shopping hours, so
stores were still open even though it was a bit after 9pm. As they exited
the theater, James put his arm around Cade's waist for a moment, pulling
him in and kissing his cheek.

	"Thanks for making the movie fun," he said. "Want to grab some ice
cream before we head to your house?"

	"Dude, it's like 10 degrees outside, and you want ice cream?"
exclaimed Cade. The with a grin, he added, "Besides, wouldn't you rather
have hot cream instead of ice cream?"

	"Oh, I'm going to get some of your cream," laughed James. "And I'm
sure I'm going to inject enough of my hot cream in you to warm you up no
matter how cold you get!"

	Cade pulled away, laughing. "Cocky much?"

	"Only confident in my company." then leaning back in, he added,
"And confident at my skills to absolutely rock your ass."

	"Fine," giggled Cade. "One scoop. But you're buying."

	"Oh, I'm buying, but later, you're paying!"

	They both laughed and goofed off as they made their way back to the
food court. As they turned into the large area to make their way over to
the Baskin Robbins, a pair of security guards noticed them and got up from
where they had been propped against a table chatting, making their way to
intercept the two teens. Cade was the first to notice, and tapped James on
the arm.

	A thousand scenarios flipped though Cade's mind. The mother from
earlier in the food court. The encounter with her outside the bathroom. The
blowjob in the theater. Any number of other scenarios and issues that may
have even been misunderstandings. Which one could this have been about? The
two officers were obviously and deliberately making their way toward him
and James. Cade's hands started to shake a bit as dozens of possibilities
ran through his head. He noticed that James was staying completely calm and
unphased as he led the two of them directly to the storefront they had
decided on.

	"Hold up, you two," called out one of the officers.

	Cade made to stop, but James continued walking, somehow grabbing
Cade's hand and pulling him along. By this point, Cade was mildly freaked
out, convinced that James was going to escalate the situation and get them
in even more trouble.

	"Stop, you two," repeated the call. "I said hold up."

	By this point, the two security guards were mere feet away, and
Cade felt they pretty much had to stop. He tugged on James' hand, pretty
much pulling him into a situation of having to decide to stop or lose his
grip. Then, as if suddenly realizing how it would look for them to be
holding hands after the crazy lady had obviously reported them, he let go
of James' hand, pulling away and turning to face the officers. Besides, he
didn't want James to realize how nervous he was and feel his hand
shaking. He shoved his hands into the kangaroo pouch of his hoodie and
dropped his head, trying not to make eye contact. It was then that it
occurred to him that they were pretty much fucked. If crazy lady had
reported them, his hair made an ID easy as anything.

	Fortunately in the few moments it took for the two officers to
clear the last few feet, he felt that James had stopped and was standing
right behind him. Knowing that he wasn't alone helped Cade calm himself
considerably. He felt James' hand on his shoulder from behind, helping to
steady him.

	"Do you two boys have ID?" asked the security guard.

	In a calm voice, being apparent to be non-confrontational, James
said from behind Cade, "Is there a reason we need ID to be in public?"

	"The mall has a juvenile escort policy," said the officer, "which I
suspect you two don't meet. Are one of you at least 21 years old?"

	There was a pause, and then James said, "Look, we just want to get
some ice cream and then we are leaving."

	"You should have been out of the mall at six, three hours ago,"
said the guard, shaking his head. "You've had plenty of time for ice
cream. Be glad you weren't spotted for this long."

	"We've been in a movie for the last couple of hours. We haven't
exactly been running wild."

	"Be that as it may, it's past time for you two to be on your
way. The rules are the rules."

	James sighed. "So no ice cream? Not even to go?" Cade did his best
to help by adding in his saddest puppy dog eyes.

	The two guards looked at each other. Finally, the one who had been
silent said, "Alright, I'll escort you to get your cones. But then you've
got to go."

	James whispered, "Yes" under his breath as they turned to head back
toward the counter, less than 20 feet away. As Cade turned to follow James,
he felt the security officer put his hand on Cade's shoulder, pressing down
a bit, doing some cross between steering him in the right direction and
making sure he didn't go anywhere else. The hand stayed there as they
walked to the counter. But then as they stopped at the order desk, a shiver
went down his back as he felt the officer's thumb rub subtly down and then
back up his shoulder blade.

	Was this fucker creeping on him? He ducked his shoulder and twisted
away. Looking back, the man met his eyes. He was obviously trying to play
off like nothing had happened, but it was just as obvious from how he
dropped his arm and in the end couldn't hold Cade's gaze that he knew what
he had done, and that he had been busted. Obviously there was nothing Cade
could do, so he let it go and moved up closer to James.

	By the time they got their cones, Cade was so far past being ready
to go that it wasn't even funny. He had kind of been looking forward to the
ice cream, but he still felt that hand on his shoulder, and it soured the
taste of his treat as they exited the doors and made their way to James'
car.