Even at 18 years of age, he was still terribly immature. It was embarrassing for a man to be watched while he masturbated. I got so close and personal...that the shared burden gave me a sense of dominance.I just sat there, beside him as he ran his hand up and down his hard, youthful cock.Against my better judgement, my body, my pussy ached with need, watching my son performing such an intimate act. The room filled with his adolescent odor. So thick and pungent, it went right to my brain.However,. Phir ham dono bike par baithe aur ghar ki taraf rawana ho gaye, maine raaste me ek medical ki shop par bike roki unhone kaha are kyu ruk gaye maine kaha janeman condom to lelu tu wo muskurate hui boli kyu ghar par nahi hai maine kaha khatam ho gaya hai isliye le raha hu, unhone kaha ek paan bhi le na mujhe khana hai, maine kyu nahi leta hu jaan.Hamlog ghar pahunche maine door khola jaise hi andar aaye maine darwaza andar se band kiya saasu ji niche baith kar meri pant ki zip kholi aur mere land. . I buy a lot from that supplier, and playing me for a fool wasn't a wise thing to do," he said, his face serious."Remember now," Dave broke in. "All I know about them is that I got the runaround instead of the meeting we had scheduled. They may be a reliable company for all I know, but then again, I seriously doubt it."Jeff cleared his throat, "Better that we found out beforehand, rather than halfway through the job. Don't either one of you sweat it. We lost a couple days of Dave's. Their growing up and growing away was part of the natural order of things, and I couldn't be sad about their accomplishments.And ... I had Mike to share the day with, a fellow soul spending Christmas away from his own family and friends. I had a wonderful place to live, friends I loved, and a job that was developing exciting new possibilities.Life was good."Merry Christmas," I said again, out loud.I pulled my cozy robe over my PJs and slipped Mike's medallion into the pocket.He was standing in.