Even though the setting was public and over-crowded, it seemed we were the only two people in the world. Had I inched any closer to his warm body, I'd of been in his lap. Our heads were bowed down and together, talking low and whispering indecent things into one another's ear. We had finished eating and it seemed that both of our minds were now on one thing only. The table offered no covering to hide any indecorous act we might wish to engage in, but my J. can be ingeniously surreptitious.
His breath was hot against my neck and his wet tongue so deft in my ear that I thought I might cum from the simple contemplation of such skill being employed elsewhere. Suddenly he took my hand and began to guide it towards that warm and hard spot between his legs. I pulled away, giving him an astonished look. How could we, my eyes asked, with all of these people around? Even though we sat in a corner of the room, there were crowded tables around us on two sides. The room was full of eyes that could turn our way and perceive our indecency at any given moment. "Trust me," he responded without ever speaking as I watched him rearrange his jacket as to make his nether region less visible.
He slowly undid his pants, watching my expression and glancing around to make sure we were not noticed all at once. I caught my breath as he pulled his magnificent cock into view. I am a cock connoisseur and it was pure delight to see one so fetching. My first instinct was to take that hard, smooth member and put it into my mouth - it begged to be bathed by my tongue and suckled with ardor. I could not, naturally, as hiding my head bobbing in his lap would have been ultimately impossible. Instead he took my hand again and led it back between his legs. I heard his soft moan as I wrapped my cool hand around his warm, throbbing cock. I began to stroke him, twisting only my wrist so that the obvious movements of my arm would not give us away.
What if were caught - what if someone sees us? The thoughts raced through my head as I stroked him. I felt worried, but the wetness in my pants indicated what the situation was truly doing to me.
"Wait," he told me suddenly. He took my hand, and cupping it, spit into it. I smiled, and when I placed my hand and went to work once more, I knew he wasn't far away from cumming. I was able to work my magic much better with the lubrication.
"I'm about to cum," he told me, leaning forward and crushing my lips with a passionate kiss. I could feel his mounting climax in his uncontrolled kiss and my hand picked up its speed. He moaned around our dueling tongues and I could feel his cock throbbing with his orgasm. Hot jizz dribbled over my fingers as I squeezed the last drops from him.
I pulled my shaking hand away, grabbing napkins from the table, and glancing around furtively - suddenly once more aware of my surroundings. I handed him a napkin so he could clean himself, but I doubted there was anyway to wipe the grin from his face.