About fifteen minutes into the movie, Jon and Karyn heard Jeff tell Keith, "You know, this looks like more of a chick flick than I thought."
"Gee, ya think?" they heard Keith reply. "All they're gonna do is get choked up about stuff and cry and call their friends on the phone. I can see it coming."
"You wanna leave?" Jeff suggested.
"No, let's give it a little while longer. Maybe we're wrong. Anyway, this was supposed to be a date, right? Not just two guys going to the movie," said Keith.
"Yeah, so..."
"So let's put the arm rest up," Keith suggested. "There. You don't mind, do you? After all..."
"No, that feels good. Ooh! That definitely feels good. Strange, but... good. So this is what girls feel, huh?" Jeff whispered.
"Help me loosen your belt," Keith whispered in return. "I don't want anyone to see me twisting around, and you probably don't want me to stop, huh?"
"OK, there. I did the zipper, too. Uh, what about you?" Jeff asked quietly.
"OK. No. Wait. You're a guy. How can you How can I..."
"Don't let up. In fact, you could reach a little lower, there. Lower. Yeah, now drag some that that fluid up higher. Ooh! Yeah, that's it. I mean, I'm not completely a guy, not any more. Aaah, that's good! I mean, fair is fair, right? And hands are hands..." Jeff purred softly.
"Mine are sloppy, or at least one of them is," Jon and Karyn heard Keith say. "Maybe with my right hand and, um, your right hand... There. Ach! I'm not used to anyone touching me like that. Don't stop, though. Oh man, this is nothing like when I... You've got me kind of jammed in there... Can you... Yeah, that's better."
"You're slowing down. Speed up and don't let me get dry right there," Jeff urged.
"Hey, what's with your arm?" Keith suddenly objected. Karyn had to giggle when she heard that one.
"I just... I just wanted to open up my legs a bit," Jeff explained. "That meant I had to twist abound in my seat and face you a little more, but then I needed something to hold onto, and I found your shoulder. You're slowing down again. Ooh, that's better. You doin' OK?"
"You could maybe speed it up a little, and roll your wrist against the upper part... Yeah, like that. Mmmm. Uh-oh. Do you get noisy when you cum?"
"I dunno. I didn't used to but I'm, uh, uh, uh, oh,... different... now. Oooooooh!"
For several minutes, Jon and Karyn heard nothing but soft moans and the possible sounds of lips and tongues smacking. Then they heard two loud gasps of air.
"I'm glad the movie was loud just then," Keith remarked quietly.
"Uh, I don't think the movie was loud. I think it was us," Jeff opined.
"I can't believe how sloppy we are. People are gonna know. How do we get out of here?" Keith agonized.
"Uh, here, I still have some napkins from the popcorn. I don't think they have any salt on them," Jeff offered.
"I want to stop hearing Jeff and Keith," Karyn whispered.
"Yeah, me too. That was weird. I got hot just listening to them," Jon admitted.
"So did I. In fact, I'm still..." Karyn stated, then she trailed off.
"Karyn, are you serious?" Jon asked quietly.
"Yeah, loosen your belt," Karyn commanded as she reached for her zipper.
"Uh, Karyn?" Jon inquired.
"Yeah?" she replied.
"Would you mind looking like Yolanda for a little while again?"
