You sit in a dark room and watch as a monster slowly creeps behind a lone woman. “Oh please sir! You have to-!" she cries out.
The monster’s hand snaps out and grabs the woman’s stomach and yanks her back. Jumping a little at the sudden scare, you bite your tongue trying to chew popcorn.
“Are you kidding? That wasn’t even scary!” Vinyl laughs at yours side.
You shift uncomfortably in your seat on the couch while trying to soothe your tongue. “Shut up, I just jumped from the sudden movement!" you reply.
Vinyl came over every Friday for movie night and tonight was her choice. She decided on the lovely “Minotaur Slaughter Fest Five: The Ram Returns”. It was rather cheesy in some spots, but you were easy to make jump. Vinyl thought that this was hilarious enough to try and choose a horror film every night.
This time you had decided to indulge her and she had thankfully taken it easy on you. It was one of the more self aware, comedic horror movies, but was still scary in some spots. Like the scene you had just witnessed where the second victim was trying to run away. “You’re just a girl at heart, admit it," Vinyl joked, putting more popcorn in her mouth.
“Yeah, yeah, I wish I was a boy like you," you retort.
Vinyl punches you in the shoulder softly and both of you laugh as the movie plays. You could tell that she didn’t really care about what was happening in the movie. In fact, you guessed that she’s probably seen it a dozen times before hand. No, the real show for her is your reaction to the movie. “So, like the movie so far?” Vinyl asked casually.
You look over at her right as the man in a cheap rubber suit roared at the full moon. It was hardly the first confusing continuity error though. “A bit. It’s a lot less scary than a movie I’d thought you’d choose," you respond.
She looked back, seemingly disappointed that you weren’t scared enough to laugh at now. “Should’ve gone with Minotaur 3..." she mutters to herself before drinking from her soda.
You roll your eyes before looking back to the movie and the monster pops up on screen quickly. Jumping again, Vinyl snorts out some of her soda as she laughs violently at your reaction. “That wasn’t even a scare!" she laughs, wiping soda from her chest.
Looking over to spite her, you watch her hand go to her chest and start rubbing with a napkin. She’d taken off her usual sweatshirt and was only wearing a thin tank top. Where the soda had fallen, the shirt was virtually see-through, showing her bare chest. Vinyl wasn’t wearing a bra.
It took a few moments to click, despite her having mentioned it often to you. She claimed that it was more comfortable going commando, but you thought she was bluffing. Here was the proof though, in all it’s poorly timed glory.
You held a stare for a few minutes before you see her head lift from the corner of your eye. “Staring at my chest?” Vinyl says with an almost audible grin.
“Maybe. Not my fault you’re not wearing a bra," you say looking at the screen blushing.
“Nice defense there, perv," she says jokingly as she punches you in the shoulder.
Both of you go back to watching the movie without much notice of the event, except for you. This wasn’t the first time Vinyl had done something to try and get you. There were the times she’d catch you looking at her bending over to pick up her DJ gear. “Like what you see?” Vinyl would jeer, wiggling her ass.
Just thinking about that time and the recent chest ogling made a small rise in your pants. Trying to focus back on the film, you hope for something to distract you. Unfortunately, the movie just decided to do what all teen slasher movies just have to include. The young love sex scene which lasts for ten minutes.
You shift uneasily in your seat, trying very poorly to hide your growing erection. As you move, the teens begin to call out each other’s names as they hump awkwardly. In any other situation, it would be a laughable sex scene, but anything could set you off now.
Grabbing at your crotch, you pull at your jeans to help move your member out of the way. “You’re really bad at hiding that dude," Vinyl comments before taking a drink.
“Hiding what?" you try to ask casually.
“Are you trying to say you don’t have a boner right now?" she asks sarcastically.
“Maybe I do, what’s it to you?" you respond somewhat defensively.
“You’re not watching the movie? Plus it’s not the funny kind of squirming either," she replies.
“Well excuse me for being a guy," you say, the blush on your face growing.
You try to get up to leave but feel Vinyl pull you back down onto the couch. Vinyl points to the film with a very uncharacteristically stern look on her face. “You said you’d watch it. No jerk off breaks,” Vinyl says, looking back to the screen.
“I wasn’t going to do that and you know it. What do you want of me exactly?" you ask, annoyed.
Vinyl sighs before moving closer to you on the couch and putting an arm around you. “Well jeez, if only there was a hot girl in the room with you," Vinyl says with mock despair, tossing a hand to her forehead.
“Don’t flatter yourself," you say sarcastically.
“Stop being a wuss dude. Just watch the damn movie and I’ll deal with it," Vinyl says hurriedly.
“What do you mean you’ll-" you start, but are cut off when Vinyl moves her hand. She quickly takes it down to your crotch and works on your fly while you look on, stunned.
“A really good scene is coming up, just look, it’s hilarious," Vinyl says as she opens your fly. With your pants undone, Vinyl starts to stroke your shaft through your underwear while watching the film.
“Vinyl-" you try to speak again but she cuts you off with a shush.
“This scene’s great, just shut up for a second," she says in a quiet voice with a laugh. In the movie, the monster runs after a boy but comically slips on a mud puddle. Again, anywhere else it would be pretty funny, but you were pretty uncomfortable at the moment. Vinyl has no qualms about laughing it seems, only stopping when she notices you aren’t even chuckling. “What, that wasn’t funny?” Vinyl asks a bit disappointedly.
“It might’ve been, but I’m a little distracted right now," you work out with some distress.
“Oh stop complaining. Not like you’ve got something to be ashamed about," Vinyl says casually.
“Thanks? So this isn’t awkward for you at all?" you say in slight confusion.
“Seriously, why didn’t you just tell me you had a dick like this?” Vinyl asked ignoring you.
“I doubt you’d have believed me," you say annoyed. You jump slightly as she pulls your shaft out and turns in her seat awkwardly a few times.
“Switch seats with me," she says quickly.
“What? Why?" you ask trying not to watch her jerk you off and staring at the screen.
“Do you want a sloppy handjob?" she asks, raising her eyebrows at you.
“Do I really need one at all? This is pretty surreal if I’m being honest," you say looking down at her.
“You don’t NEED a handy, but they’re cool. So shut up and scooch over already," Vinyl says hurriedly. She stands up and moves over to your other side, stopping in front of you for a few seconds. “Try not to stare at my awesome ass, but I know you will," Vinyl brags before sitting down proudly.
“Was that really necessary?" you ask as she moves beside you again.
“Yes, completely. Will you stop complaining about the handjob already?” Vinyl asks looking back at the movie.
“I’m not complaining it’s just-" you start to defend yourself before Vinyl grabs your shaft. She wastes no time in beginning to jack you off again with a quick but steady pace. Your muscles flex as her nimble fingers glide up and down your length.
Vinyl switches between watching her work and the movie, smiling occasionally at both. As she continues, you find yourself paying less and less attention to the movie. Even though you stare at the screen intently for a few minutes.
After a while, you give up hope on paying attention and look down at Vinyl leaning against you. Peering down her shirt, loosened from its normally tight state by her position, you see her bare chest. Swallowing, you can’t help but stare at her breasts again from this choice vantage point. “Hey Vinyl?" you ask tentatively.
“Hmm? What is it? Want the volume up or something?” Vinyl asks, still looking at the screen.
“This may sound weird, but, can I...can I feel your chest?" you ask as she lifts her head to you.
She bursts out laughing, which makes you blush and glare back at the screen. “What’re you, in Jr. high? Feel your chest? Seriously?” Vinyl laughs over the movie.
“Do you really need to mock me every time I say something?" you ask indignantly.
“Dude, if you want to feel me up just do it. You don’t need to ask my permission like we’re kids or something," Vinyl says, rolling her eyes.
Pausing for a moment, she continues to jerk off while you contemplate if you should do it. After all, Vinyl was your friend and you didn’t want to make things weird. At least, not any weirder than they already clearly are. Figuring if she’s cool with jacking you off apparently, it’s fine to grope her too.
Sliding a hand under her tank top, you grab her right breast and fondle it gently. “Damn, you got some soft hands," Vinyl comments.
“Yeah, you too," you return.
After that, you both get quiet, you from the handjob and her from the movie. Soon, you start to hear a crunching sound as Vinyl begins to eat popcorn again. “Are you...eating while giving me a handjob?" you ask, more to hear it aloud then to get an answer.
“Yeah, why? Do you want some?" she asks, moving the bag towards you with her free hand.
“Uh, no thanks...I’m not hungry," you say unsurely.
“Suit yourself," she says with a shrug before speeding up her strokes. You feel your breath start to pick up the pace as you get closer to finishing. Squeezing her breast, you feel her rub against you in an almost affectionate manner. “Getting close? I’m pretty good with my hands you know," she boasts.
Setting down the bag with her other hand, she runs her other hand down your jeans. Once inside, she fondles your balls with a delicate touch and small circular motions. “W-wait, what are you gonna do with the cum?" you ask with your breath starting to fade.
“Don’t worry about that, just watch the movie," she says looking up at you with a smile.
“Huh? Oh right, the movie," you respond, confused at first.
“Seriously? God, if your like this from a hand job I’d love to see what fucking you is like. Would you go catatonic?" she mocks lightheartedly.
“Very funny, but seriously what’re you going to do? I’m getting close," you ask again, not wanting to cum everywhere.
“I’ll deal with it. Just warn me alright? Jeez, you said you were going to watch the movie man," Vinyl says somewhat annoyed.
A few more minutes of stroking and the movie was at a slow point. You feel a pressure come to your stomach and know that you are a few seconds away. “Vinyl, I’m g-getting close," you stutter out shakily.
“Alright, just hold on," Vinyl says, tossing her bangs back.
Squeezing her breast more, you feel her nipple harden from your rubbing of it. Just before you feel yourself finish, Vinyl shoves her mouth over the head of your shaft. Her soft lips glide over the tip, brushing against it softly before her tongue follows. The wet muscle touches the very top and licks off some pre-cum, sending you over the edge.
You let yourself unload into her mouth, sending thick ropes of semen down her throat. Throbbing inside of her mouth, your hand loosens on her chest, hanging over it limply. She sucks on the head a bit to make sure nothing would drop out before lifting her head.
Lifting her head, she pulls her hands from your pants and smiles at you, sticking her tongue out. The pink of her tongue was discolored by your load, which she cupped proudly. “Doo yoo li’e seafoob?" she says trying not to use her tongue. You roll your eyes at the childhood joke and tuck away your member and button your pants. Turning back, you see her gulp down your load before sticking out her now clean tongue in a teasing way.
“Oh, by the way," she says, lifting your limp hand out of her shirt.
“Yeah?" you ask, a little worn out from the experience.
“You should eat more pineapple. Got enough protein though," Vinyl say casually before relaxing again.
“What? Why?" you ask, sitting up.
“It makes it taste better. Right now it’s...meh. The size was good though," she comments.
“Thanks...I guess," you reply before relaxing beside her.
The movie wraps up about 5 minutes later, you having missed most of the thing. Vinyl gets up to leave, but you stop her before she gets up.
“So, what do we do now?" you ask nervously.
“What do you mean? We’re going to have movie night again next Friday," Vinyl says with a confused look.
“Right, but what was the handjob thing then?" you say, even more confused now.
“You had a boner, I had a free hand. That’s what friends are for, bro," Vinyl says with a grin.
“I...but that’s....alright, fine whatever. Works for me anyway," you say, giving in to the situation.
“Not to mention that it was hard to focus with that thing just poking out. I get to pick next night too since you missed this thing," Vinyl says with a wink.
“You’re not going to choose another horror are you?" you say, starting to get up.
She’d already left for the door however, turning back to glance down at your junk before winking. “Maybe. Maybe a porno would be better since you freak out to that stuff. See ya later man," she says with a wave.
“See you--wait, what?!" you say, starting to move after her. Before you can even reach her she’d already closed the door and left you to sit and think. Flopping down on the couch, you recoil from the whole experience.
Movie night’s just got a whole lot more exciting, that’s for sure.
