Yeah, when you tell someone you like boys and they tell you they wont say a word to anyone, make sure they are telling the freaking truth! anyway, so,...out of nowhere, he grabs my cock through the front of my pants. now, this wasnt the suprise. the suprise was that i had a condom in my back pocket and a hard on from hell. doesnt sound that suprising, but you have to remember this was my first time with another guy and the first time he had ever really came onto me. now, he started rubbing the. I’d met people like that. But then she’d asked me to dinner. That seemed to confirm what Cindi had been saying. Or did it?“And the dinner invitation?” I asked.“I just wanted to thank you for the job offer. I knew you were married, because I saw the ring. Buying you dinner at Bennigan’s or Friendly’s would be a way to say thank you, not an invitation to sex. You opened that door tonight.”And so I had. I didn’t blame Cindi. I could easily have ignored her comment or doubted what she’d said. But I. At the three mile mark we turned around. I got into the groove, listening to the surf and sea gulls, enjoying the soft damp sand under my feet, and, also, thinking about last night. It was, in fact, impossible not to, Annie wouldn't drop the subject telling me in lascivious detail what a wonderful fuck my son was, describing how great her body felt, asking about her boy's performance, bemoaning the months we had gone without when these studs lived under our roofs.We arrived back to find the. I think Jill will agree too,” he says. “I’m not surprised he wants to keep his living situation the same.”“He’s a bachelor,” she says with a shrug. “And they don’t do well transitioning.”“I’m sure they don’t.” Chance kisses his sister again, and as it deepens, he places his glass on the table net to hers. Then his hands slip to her ass. “Are you hungry?” he asks, nibbling on her ear.“Yes, but not for food,” she answers smartly.“Fair enough,” he says smirking. “Come with me.” His fingers curl.