The Tigger Movie!!

Kat skipped all the previews, and just before the menu popped up, she whispered with hot breath into my ear. "Hey, Adam. Look at me real quick." She gently cupped my chin, helping to turn my head away from the screen just long enough for her to hit play without me seeing what she put in.

"You have a little smudge on your lip there. One second!" She put a thumb over the corner of my lip, scrubbing whatever it was off. I didn't realize it was a ploy to delay my recognition of what movie was playing, believing it all to be organic. I turned my attention back to the TV just as the logos started fading out.

I recognized the intro music... I recognized the intro scene. I knew what it was even before my favorite charaacter appeared on screen. "Is... this..." The main titles appeared on screen, and I squeaked in delight. "Tigger! Thank you, thank you! Great choice!" I looked back over my shoulder at her for a moment, eyes shining. I had to remind myself that I needed to be embarrassed about my child-like taste in movies, but somehow I couldn't find it in me to be embarrassed about this.

Besides, it wasn't me that chose the movie. Obviously Kat liked it to a degree, enough to pick it. I found myself automatically snuggling back against her slightly as all my attention was turned toward the screen, smiling in delight as one of my favorite movies played out before us. If this was 'hanging out,' I wouldn't mind doing it more often.

In fact, I was so immersed in the familiar story that I didn't notice a soft hand slithering down my shirt, slipping stealthily and gently underneath the blanket and the fabric of my clothes to gently trace across my stomach. My skin quivered slightly under her fingertips, but it was mostly an involuntary reaction, and I remained unaware.

When I finally felt it, it was because her fingers had begun scratching at the waistband of my short, and I suddenly became aware of the rising predicament. I looked back behind me at Kat, but her eyes were still glued to the TV. There might have been the faintest trace of a smile on her lips, but it was impossible for me to tell.

Not wanting to cause a scene with her, I **** myself to bare it, rolling my hips back and forth nervously in an attempt to help her realize what she was doing on her own. But she just kept on progressing, and in fact my wiggling helped her hand finally slip down under my pants, making my little body freeze up against her.

Her hand remained above my boxers, but this was still more contact than I'd had all year, even from myself. I'd just been so busy... and at that point the feelings were amplified tenfold due to lack of use. Tingles of electricity shot through my body as she fiddled with the outline of my swollen balls and my then completely hardened member.

I stifled a groan, staring with purpose at the fun cartoon. It provided a fair amount of distraction, and I managed to get somewhat comfortable. It was quite the feat, considering another person's hand was all the way in my pants, absentmindedly playing with my privates. But again, this was my favorite movie.

But focus became impossible when a tight fist closed in around my thick cock through my boxers, starting to stroke up and down agonizingly slow. I couldn't help but to let out a tiny groan, quickly biting my lip to mute the embarrassing sound. I peeked back over my shoulder, again seeing Kat's eyes locked onto the animated adventure. I frowned slightly, looking back ahead, my body starting to wiggle and squirm uncontrollably, the movements small but noticeable.

I didn't know what to do. I had to bring it up, right? Or else it would just keep escalating. Maybe she wasn't aware she was doing it! Maybe she was in a relationship and this is just something she automatically did with her partner when they were cuddled up. Regardless, I just couldn't help but to assume innocence on Kat's part.

But as her thumb started playing with the waistband of my boxers, I knew I had to make a choice.