We, mostly I, had been looking out across the valley each night, watching for a light that would indicate where Frank, another of my sons had settled....He had been banished from our family because of his antisocial behavior. When it happened I left home with him to take him across the valley to find somewhere he could call home. Before we got too far he pulled a weapon and indicated my companionship was no longer required. I left him there and returned home but over the next several weeks I grew. At home, I had enjoyed sex with three of my friends where each of us played with each other and got off in a mutual circle jerk. I didn't know, however, the reaction that Brandon or my roommates would have to that type of suggestion.We then moved to our own significant other. Brandon placed his arms around me and kept me close. He knew that my hip hurt and was very careful not to press to hard on that area as he hugged me. His tongue glided across my lips and made its way into my mouth. We. It has only been a short time, you know, and yet it seems like we’ve loved each other all our lives. We kept drinking our coffee. We were all alone, together, and every second was better than the one before. We could see each other. We could say anything we wanted to, and no one could hear us. No one interrupted us. No waitress came by to refill our cups, but they never got empty. After a while, we talked about that, wondering how that could be. We couldn’t touch each other until we had. .well, addictive!As he stood there in the dim light, and as the porn video was playing next to where he was leaning up against the plywood divider, he closed his eyes and imagined in his minds eye, what it might look like from the other side. He enjoyed entertaining that particular image. He found himself wondering what the other guy might look like. From a very brief glimpse, he'd seen that he was white; but that was really all he could be sure of. He wondered how old this other guy might be..