I headed back to the apartment to face Hunter. Things were tense. I think both of us were embarrassed. Both of us being gay had been the elephant in the room since Hunter moved in. I’d been waiting for him to feel comfortable enough to bring it up on his own, but he hadn’t.
It made it even more difficult that he’s so sexy! We’ve had facetime conversations before, but it wasn’t until I saw him in person again that I realized what a difference these few years had made. He was always cute, but he’s grown from being a cute boy into a handsome young man. He can still be so shy and vulnerable, but he’s having random sex in the park and… damn! I mean he’s my son and I shouldn’t be thinking about him like that, and neither of us should be fucking in public, but I just can’t help but fantasize about meeting him in an alley.
We were sitting on the couch and we had to talk about all of it, but I didn’t even know how to start. I took a deep breath and asked, “Would you like to…”
His answer was to scoot over and curl up next to me with this shy hungry look in his eyes and his hands on my crotch. When our lips met all of my doubts were gone. This was so right!
