This talk was arousing me and I was having to shuffle in my seat to get comfortable, she noticed my discomfort and gently put her hand on my knee and gave me a smile. By this time we had arrived home, we had a coffee and as it was late we went to our own bedrooms and went to sleep.The next couple of weeks were back to normal routine of work and school for me. We enjoyed our chats with our evening meal, things between us was like nothing had ever happened. I was wondering how I could approach the subject of what happend when one day Mum said maybe she would get a couple of bottles of wine for the weekend to help her relax a bit. I replied that this sounded like a good idea. On Saturday Mum said that there was a funny film on TV that evening that she would like to watch and would I like to watch it with her. I sat the sofa in the living room waiting for Mum to join me, she came in and suggested that maybe we would be more comfortable watching the film on the tv in her bedroom. Sounded. “Oh, sorry,” he said. “No worries,” I said, standing up. Our eyes met briefly, then Jason’s glance flicked down at my crotch. When he looked back up and realized I had seen him, he looked away, embarrassed.I turned back to the shower and got in. Closing my eyes, I let the water wash over my head and shoulders and began to soap up. I felt my cock stiffening. I asked myself, What is going on here?A noise made me look up. It was hard to see through the frosted glass, but it seemed Jason was still standing in the doorway.I opened the door part-way and stuck my head out. He was still holding the towel and extra shorts.“There’s a back brush here if you want it,” he said.We looked at each other again. “Bring it in,” I said, and ducked back into the shower.Well, that was gutsy, I thought. Maybe he’ll come in here and kick my ass.I turned enough to see his shape through the frosted glass. It looked like he had dropped the things on the sink. Then he bent slightly and something dark fell to the.
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