"She looked around before responding. "Could we go somewhere private, like maybe your bedroom?" What, are you planning to waylay me in there?" he teas...d. But he knew from her response that that was the last thing he should have said."No, it's just that I'm worried about my mom," she confessed as her eyes grew damp with impending tears."OK, you're right. Let's get away from this crowd and discuss this in private," he said as he moved her out of the kitchen and up the stairs, not bothering to. Mom suddenly turned and faced me the exact moment my first spurt of semen came gushing out of my throbbing cock head. I spun around and ran to my room and quickly jumped back onto my bed to finished my orgasm. As I laid there panting, I momentarily hoped that she hadn't seen me. Can you imagine what she would think? I mean her own son masturbating to her exposed body. The thought cause my cock to twitch once again. I couldn't believe what just happened in the last ten hours. I was now sexually. His family knew he was gay but not many others did. Geoff guessed that he would not be very experienced if he had been so guarded with his sexuality. "Boy, I needed that," Geoff said as he finished his snack and the coffee. Jackson sat back a little and seemed to loose some of his confidence. "I don't really know how this works," he said, "But would you like to visit a private cubicle with me?" "Yes, sure," answered Geoff, "Let's go." Geoff stood and led the way. He was right, Jackson didn't. Even those in suits who clearly had a destination, moved with a grace and poise that seemed incongruous to the busy surroundings.The place also had that indefinable smell about it; as if the very act of the sun beating down on the buildings and uneven pavements that bordered the backstreets released some pheromone that bound people. It made them hold hands, smile, laugh, kiss, belong. As with every other time I'd visited, I wasn't immune and was very much under the city's hex. But this time it.