"Fair enough," she replied. "Living together should be easy since we already know we like each other," he said, grinning. "I agree," she replied.They ...ooked around and decided who would get what room just to keep up proper appearances for when her parents visited. They just wouldn't understand. Later that day all the furniture was delivered and set up while they went shopping for kitchen and bathroom stuff. They got back from shopping and ordered a pizza and made the necessary calls back home. We broke the kiss and I looked over at Tyler and Mike. They had a little space between each other when we first started drinking. They started getting closer and closer as the night went on. Now they're cuddling up. Tyler had his arm around Mike, and Mike was rubbing Tyler's thigh. It seemed like we were all ready to take this to the next step, so I figured I'd nudge it along."So Mike, how was the movie today?" I ask with a smile.Mike smiled back, blushing a little with some embarrassment. "It. Jenkins does make a fine stew. I go there once in a while myself, since my wife died."We paid the man and thanked him for the information. Once we were outside, Sam said, "Meeting your brother, huh. Why did you tell him that?" I don't want anyone knowing where we're going or why," I said. "I figured if he thought we were just meeting someone and going on, he'd be less curious."Mrs. Jenkins did indeed make a fine stew. She said it was beef and mutton. She apologized for not having fresh baked. Now whenever he watched his mother feed Ricardo one of her dusky-tipped nipples and lower her parted thighs onto his cock, Bobby would stroke and soak his stash of towels, lust mixing with envy of the handsome older man.He sighed, turning on his stereo to help him focus on his studies. It wouldn't be so bad, he mused, if his mother's freelance writing paid well enough for him to have a car. Then at least he could go out with some of his college classmates in the evenings.Some months later, when.