[Green] Anon gives Asriel a handjob at the theatre [4/13/20]

>when your boyfriend Asriel asked you to accompany him to the movie theatre, you leapt at the opportunity
>you were looking forward to enjoying a couple hours of some gritty action movie, or perhaps some terrifying slasher film, in the arms of your beloved
>unfortunately for you, Asriel has awful taste in movies, and roped you into watching some awful, cheesy romantic comedy
>here you are now, 30 minutes into the most generic rom-com known to man, all but counting down the minutes until it's over
>at least Asriel seems to be enjoying himself
>he watches the screen with a big dopey smile on his face, laughing earnestly at every forced joke and letting out "aww"s every time the main characters hug
>it's kinda adorable how sappy he is
>either way, you can't stomach looking at the screen one more minute, so you turn your attention to the rest of the theatre
>this showing is jam-packed
>...if a grand total of 4 other people, one of whom seems to be sleeping, counts as jam-packed
>none of them seem as entranced as Asriel, either
>there's gotta be some way to kill time and get this thing over with
>at the very least you can stuff your face with popcorn
>the two of you decided to share a bucket rather than completely break the bank
>at the moment, said bucket is sitting to Asriel's left, in one of many empty seats
>however, you're woefully unaware of this fact
>last you saw the popcorn bucket, it was sitting right in Asriel's lap
>so, without looking, you reach a hand over there
>hovering over where you think the popcorn is, you lower your hand to grab a handful of delicious, hot popcorn
>but that's not what you get
>you get a handful of something else instead
>Asriel lets out a little gasp
>you turn to him, and only then do you realize that your hand is positioned perfectly between his legs, resting firmly on the bulge in his jeans
>he looks down at your hand on his crotch
>then back up to you
>his eyes are wide, and there's a look of pure shock and confusion on his cute fluffy face
>you open your mouth to stammer an apology, and to explain yourself
>but just as you're about to speak, you get an idea
>you may have just stumbled upon the perfect way to kill time
>with the two of you still facing each other, you take your hand - still flat on the crotch of his jeans - and begin rubbing it in a circle over his bulge
>Asriel finally seems to understand
>his breathing quickens as a little bead of sweat appears on his forehead
>"Y-you can't d-do that here!" he whispers
>"You're free to stop me, if you want." you respond, giving him a naughty smile
>his mouth hangs open, but he says nothing as you continue to rub your palm over his crotch
>unsurprisingly, you feel him start to get hard
>with him beginning to tent, you transition from rubbing his bulge to taking a hold of the growing erection under his jeans
>you wrap your hand around it and start slowly stroking, delighting in watching the sappy goat boy grow harder and harder until he's at full mast, his member threatening to tear a hole in his clothing
>Asriel has no idea how to react to all this
>five minutes ago he was watching a rom-com, and now he's basically getting a handjob in public
>he breathes heavily, squinting his eyes shut, his hands gripping the armrests of his seat
>he manages to speak, panting a little as he does so - "W-w-we really... we really s-shouldn't..."
>"Hun, do you want me to stop?"
>...
>"...n-no..."
>that's what you thought
>turning your attention briefly from Asriel, you take another look around the theatre, making sure the coast is clear
>just as you suspected, nobody's paying any attention
>looks like another guy fell asleep, too
>it's go time
>you remove your hand from Asriel's needy bulge, instead grabbing the zipper above it
>slowly, so as not to make noise, you unzip the goat monster's jeans
>then, you grip the waistband of Asriel's boxers
>you carefully pull his underwear down, just far enough to free his member
>it whips out, and you can't help but marvel at it
>he's at full mast, alright - his cock is throbbing, a small rivulet of pre leaking from the head and running down his thick shaft
>you get the feeling he's enjoying doing this in public just as much as you are
>well, better get to work
>you wrap your hand around Asriel's exposed member, making skin-on-skin contact for the first time
>Asriel begins to moan, but immediately catches himself and places both hands over his mouth, blushing deep red
>he looks around frantically, making sure nobody else heard him
>god, he's so adorable
>encouraged, you begin stroking his aching member, your palm slowly running up and down his shaft
>he starts stamping his feet lightly, his hands still over his mouth
>you can tell his desire to moan and make all sorts of "unbecoming" noises is extremely strong
>but you keep stroking, and he keeps blushing brighter and brighter, and trembling more and more
>he opens his eyes and turns to you, a look of pure desperation on his face
>"I... I h-h-have to..." he whispers frantically
>at that moment, a thought pops into your head
>if he finishes out in the open, he'll get cum all over his clothes
>you two will be caught for sure!
>there's only one thing to do
>in one fell swoop, and before he can react, you lower your head right into his crotch and pop the tip of his cock into your mouth
>the sudden, unexpected touch of your tongue is all he needs to push him over the edge
>his entire body trembles uncontrollably as he unloads into your mouth, pumping rope after rope of hot goat cum down your throat
>you hold your position just long enough for him to empty his balls, then immediately shoot back upright before anyone notices you ducked down
>your timing is impeccable
>as Asriel's member slowly softens, you tuck it back into his boxers, then re-zip his jeans
>he's breathing heavily, and still trembling a little, but manages a "t-thank y-you..."
>again, adorable
>you take another look around the theatre
>nobody saw a thing
>satisfied, you reach into your pocket and pull out your phone
>it's been about 20 minutes
>goddamnit, another hour to go
>...
>you look over at Asriel
>maybe one more time wouldn't hurt