My Son's Friend

It was a Friday night and my wife and I decided to stay in, order take-out, and watch a movie on one of the streaming services. A bit about us before I go any further. We have been married for twenty-five years and live in an affluent neighbourhood with our eighteen-year-old son still at home. His twenty-three-year-old sister has finished college and moved out to begin her career. Our sex life had really started to become non-existent.This Friday evening our son had gone out with friends to bar hop and enjoy the warm summer evening. It was around midnight when Chris, our son, stumbled home along with one of his friends, Jason. It was clear they had their share of beers that night and were quite drunk. My wife scooted upstairs to bed leaving me to entertain the two drunks.The conversation meandered around their experiences that evening, all the girls they tried to hook up with, and the overall state of play that evening. It was getting late, and Chris asked if I would mind driving Jason home as the public transit was not running any longer and he lived too far to walk, especially in his state. While not pleased I agreed to take Jason home fully expecting that Chris would come along for the ride. Chris informed us Ataşehir Escort that he was not feeling well and needed to go to bed. So, it looked like I was taking Jason alone.I had known Jason for the last three years as his family had moved into our city from another state. Jason was a good-looking boy, slim, and had an athletic build as he was on the school swim team. He was always very friendly but did strike me as being a bit on the effeminate side.It was about a fifteen-minute drive to Jason?s house. Along the drive, it was mostly small talk between us ? his plans for college, any girls in his life, and his swimming. I noticed a couple of things as we drove along. First, Jason was very complimentary of me, how I looked to be in great physical shape, how much he liked my newly grown beard and that it had a salt and pepper look to it. Secondly, when he spoke to me as I was driving, he was looking at me with a level of intensity that was different.As we pulled up to Jason?s house, I noticed that all the lights were off and the house was dark. Likely his parents had long gone to bed. We pulled up and I put the car into park. I again felt this intensity coming from Jason as Ataşehir Escort Bayan I prepared to let him out of the car and wish him a good night. Jason began to thank me profusely for the ride home and leaned over to give me a hug. While I initially thought it odd I did not want to be rude so I returned the hug.I was struck by how firm and strong Jason?s shoulders and arms were as we hugged. The hug lingered a bit longer than normal and as we separated Jason moved in and kissed me fully on the mouth. I was shocked. I had never kissed another man, but I admit over the years I have thought about what it would be like to be with another man. The kiss was nice, softer than I would have expected, and sent chills down my back. Jason pulled back a little, our faces still quite close together, and quietly apologized blaming the beer.There was a short pause and I said it was ok ? no big deal, and with that Jason came back for a second kiss. This time his tongue slipped between my lips and began exploring my mouth. To my utter surprise, I did not pull away and kissed him back. This was the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. Immediately Jason?s hands began to caress Escort Ataşehir my chest and stroke my face. As he pulled back, he confessed that he has been fantasizing about me for the last year. Now Jason moved his hand down to the bulge that was growing in my jeans. Not only had I never kissed a man, but I also never had another man caress me or rub my groin.Just as I was wondering what was going to happen next the outdoor porch light to Jason?s house came on. We immediately separated as we could see the silhouette of his mom standing in the doorway. Jason threw open the door, said good night and was off to his house.I pulled away from Jason?s house but had to stop after a couple of blocks to gather myself. I was not sure what had just happened and had all kinds of immediate thoughts and questions. I was very turned on as that bulge in my jeans remained. The kiss was wonderful, his hands exploring my body so exciting. Did this mean I was gay? Did Jason?s mom see anything? What would happen the next time Jason came over? My head was spinning.Over the next week, the images of that night fueled a number of masturbation sessions each one resulting in a powerful orgasm and ejaculation like I had not experienced in a long, long time.Jason had not been by the house since that fateful night. As the weekend rolled around my wife and Chris made plans to head to the state university for a campus tour so they would not return until Sunday. I had some work to do so I welcomed the quiet time to catch up on some outstanding things.