On the contrary, I longed to make love to mom. I was only turned on further by the fact she was a very sexually charged mom. I had seen skimpy little ...hongs and g-strings strewn around the house and would hear moans and groans of masturbation maybe once a week through the bedroom wall. Despite this mom behaved and dressed conservatively in front of me. We would never discuss love lifes or things of that nature. My fantasies had caused a stirring in my pants as my cock grew hard. As my dick grew. ..I didn't start out too strong. Just a little bit of squeezing the breasts,playing with my erect nipples. It felt so good. I think I may have let alittle bit of gasping out, but there was a lot of ambient noise so thatseemed fine.But this was making me hornier than ever, so I slowly inched my left handfrom the armrest under the window until it was lightly stroking the frontof my mesh gym shorts. They were the yellow school ones from track a fewyears back that I always meant to throw away for. Rahul did not know, that John had made a promise with himself not to do it anymore.“Where are you going this early”? Asked John with a very preppy voice, making Rahul more doubtful of his intentions as John kept walking to him.“I have to go to work”. Rahul answered with a chirpy tone. He did not want to spoil the moment. John visibly looked a bit disappointed. “Oh, my bad! I forgot to tell you earlier about the match we have today and we needed you the most on our side”. John said it all in few. “Well, the first time I worked night shift, this nurse Miranda took me around to show me the ropes. There was this guy there, a patient, who couldn’t sleep. Next thing I knew, Miranda was giving him a hand job.” “Right in the hospital?” “Yep. It was crazy. Then she asked me if I wanted to do it and I did. That was the first hand job I ever gave and it was fun. That’s a lot of the reason I started doing more with Adam.” “Does he know you did that?” “Yeah, and he’s not jealous. He knows its just.