This story is a prequel to My Son's Boyfriend is My Age

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Read Chapter 1 here

 

ISAAC:

    The next day I woke up earlier than usual. Eli and Noah were still asleep and probably would be for another hour, so I decided to head out for a morning jog.

    While running, I thought back to the events of the night before. The guilt about watching Eli and Noah messing around had faded pretty quickly. They'd thought I was asleep but they still chose to do it right there in front of me. I could have woken up at any moment. It was ultimately their decision, and they were clearly comfortable letting their guard down around me.

    When I turned around to head back home, I took my shirt off and tucked it into the waistband of my shorts. Even though the weather was cold, I was overheated and sweating from my workout (I wasn't the most athletic person in the world). Besides, I guess having my son walking around the house shirtless more often than not got me to start taking my shirt off as well, something that I used to be self-conscious about. 

    I was a little winded when I came back inside in the house, and I paused in the hallway to catch my breath. I heard giggling teenagers in the kitchen, so I stepped around the corner and found the boys sharing one of the kitchen chairs as they had breakfast. I realized that they weren't so much sharing the chair, really it was more like Noah was sitting in Eli's lap. They were pretty cute reclining there laughing, Eli's hand on Noah's waist to keep him steady. As usual, they had nothing on but briefs. Yet they still insisted they were "just friends." 

    They noticed me and Noah straightened up a little but didn't move to get up from Eli's lap.

    "Morning, Mr. G," Noah said. "Care for some coffee? We just made some."

    "Yeah, Dad," my son added. "Help yourself. You look like you worked up quite a sweat."

    Staying shirtless, just like the boys, I joined them and we chatted about random stuff while eating and having coffee. Even after last night I was surprised at the level of affection that was on display. A few times Eli would tickle Noah when he reached for another bite of food and that would set off a round of playful shoving, laughing and wiggling around. And then we'd just resume talking about school. For a moment, I had the amusing thought that at this moment, these two felt more like a gay couple who were my roommates, rather than my sixteen-year-old son and his best friend.

    I noticed that Eli was wearing the same red briefs he'd had on the night before, whereas Noah was wearing new ones, blue with a colorful waistband. It was a pair I was pretty sure I'd seen on my son last week. They were either sharing underwear, or went shopping together and bought matching pairs. I couldn't decide which was cuter.

    I needed a shower, but I took a few more sips of coffee first. The boys had started talking about people at school who I didn't know, so I kept quiet and watched and listened. Every now and then, the two would whisper to each other and giggle. I noticed my son's hands stroking Noah's bare skin, giving him goosebumps. Eli would even let his fingertips circle around his friend's nips, right there in front of me. When I noticed something stir in the front of Noah's briefs, I decided to leave them alone and give them some space.

    "I'm off to take a shower," I announced.

    "Okay, Dad. We're headed to the mall soon, so I'll catch you later!"

 

ELI:

    As we rode the couple miles to the mall, I thought about how crazy last night had been. I couldn't believe that Noah and I did all that stuff with my dad sleeping just a few feet away! When Noah and I got in my bed later, he couldn't stop talking about how hot it had been, to be right on the verge of being caught by a parent at any moment. Even though my dad probably wouldn't have made a huge deal out of it, people usually didn't have cock-to-cock jerk off sessions right in front of their parents.

    Dad didn't really make a big deal out of anything Noah and I ever did, which was cool. Noah's mom didn't nag us too much either, but my house was the place where we could let loose even more. Noah shared a room with his brother, so we had more space at my house. Besides, potentially getting caught by my dad seemed better than being caught by Noah's mom, probably because he was also a guy.

    When we got to the mall, we locked up our bikes and headed into the department store. Spring was around the corner and both Noah and I needed some shorts. It was still early and there weren't many other shoppers in the Young Men's section of the store. In fact, the store clerk must not have had much to do because he came up to us twice while we were browsing through the racks, asking if he could help with anything. He was young, probably only a few years older than us.

    "He's cute," Noah whispered to me after talking to the clerk. "You think he's a…?" he made an exaggerated limp-wrist gesture.

    "You think everyone's gay," I rolled my eyes. 

    But to be honest, after the second time the clerk spoke to us, I kinda did get the impression that he was checking us out. He lingered nearby for a few minutes even after we told him we didn't need anything, and Noah and I just made eye contact and grinned.

    After each of us picked up a fair number of things to try on, we headed to the fitting rooms. We both went into the big, accessible room at the end of the short hallway. Since we wanted to show one another how everything looked anyway, it was easier to share a room. That way I could also try on the stuff that Noah had grabbed, and vice versa. Recently, we had started sharing clothes which was fun, and it had also doubled my wardrobe!

    I was reminded of that when Noah slid off his shorts and I saw my new blue briefs hugging his ass. I'd ordered them online and they had only come in the mail a week ago. I'd only gotten a chance to wear them once right after I got them.

    "Am I ever going to get those back?" I asked as he turned around to face me.

    "Umm, I'm not sure. I do fill them out quite nicely…" Noah replied teasingly, as he grabbed his bulge and squeezed and shook it in front of me, which made me laugh. We were speaking in soft tones, but since there was no one nearby anyway, we weren't trying to be super quiet.

    As I slid off my own shorts and tried to decide what to try on first, I noticed that Noah was still rubbing his crotch, this time more slowly. And I could see he was starting to bone up, which was super obvious in the briefs he had on. The reason I shopped for underwear online was because I'd started ordering from really gay brands, which showed everything off. Granted, it was a bit weird walking around my dad like that at first, but he never complained. One of the perks of being an only child of divorce.

    I looked at my friend and he got a sneaky smile on his face, and before I knew it he had pulled down the front of the briefs and whipped out his cock. This was classic Noah: he'd use every opportunity to goof off and flash me. It was partially for fun and shits and giggles, but also I think he knew it turned both of us on. It was one of the things I liked most about him, how daring he was.

    Noah was the one instigating our jerk-off session last night with my dad in the room. So what he said next probably shouldn't have surprised me.

    "Suck my dick."

    "What?" I replied in disbelief. "No way. What if someone comes in?" This particular booth had a sliding curtain rather than a door, so there wasn't much keeping us out of sight, and no way to lock ourselves in.

    "Come on," Noah insisted. "There's no one around except that dude that works here, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind even if he knew."

    I bit my lower lip a little as I considered what to do. It was risky, but I was already getting hard thinking about doing it. The sight of my best friend wagging his erection around helped me make up my mind pretty quickly. In a flash, I was down on my knees in front of him.

    Sucking Noah's cock was so fun. We'd started doing it a few months ago and I felt like I'd gotten pretty good at it. Noah had been the first guy I'd sucked, but he had a little more experience so he was able to give me some tips. I loved when he did me too, of course. But I was usually the one giving him head, which was perfectly fine by me.

    I stared at the head of Noah's dick and used my hand to get his whole shaft wet. Noah breathed out slowly as he enjoyed the sensations, and I felt one of his hands start playing with my hair, which I really loved.

    I worked his cock for a few minutes like that and I kept my eyes closed, focusing on getting more of him into my mouth each time I pushed my head forward. So I was caught totally off guard by the clerk's voice when I heard it.

    "Oh!" I heard a sound coming from two feet away.

    I quickly pulled my mouth off Noah's cock, but my hand stayed gripped around its base. I turned toward the voice, frozen in shock. I felt Noah tense up as well and his hand dropped from my head.

    "I'm sorry," the clerk said confidently. "I was just collecting clothes from the rooms."

    Holding a few shirts in his hand, he had pulled the curtain open and stepped halfway into the fitting room before noticing we were here. There was a moment of silence where none of us moved. Noah with his briefs around his ankles, me on my knees with my hand on his cock, and the clerk just standing there staring at both of us.

    "I didn't mean to interrupt," the clerk said, and I could've sworn I saw him wink at us. After he said that, he turned and slid the curtain closed, still remaining in the room with us.

    Feeling dumbfounded and not really registering what's going on, I let Noah's cock slip out of my hand and I started to stand up. I didn't have any shorts on to pull up, so when I got to a standing position I somehow felt more exposed, with my own erection clearly visible under my briefs. My mouth opened to speak but I realized I wasn't sure what to say.

    "Oh, you're done?" the clerk asked, looking at me. "Can I jump in?" 

    I wasn't sure what he meant, but he didn't wait for me to answer. After a quick turn to look behind him through the small gap in the curtain, this cute clerk was down on his knees in front of my friend.

    Noah's face looked like he'd just walked into a surprise party. And his expression changed again when the clerk opened his mouth and slid it down my friend's cock. Noah's eyes closed and he gasped a little bit.

    I couldn't blame him. It quickly became clear this guy knew what he was doing. He was probably a lot more experienced than both Noah and me put together! After a few strokes, the clerk was taking all of Noah's dick in his mouth every time he went down. His hands were playing with Noah's smooth balls which seemed to be adding to the pleasure. It was fascinating. I'd seen plenty of porn blowjobs but had never had the opportunity to witness one before my eyes. I wasn't even touching my own cock and it felt harder than ever, almost like it was going to burst out of my underwear.

    The clerk was going faster and making noises of his own, something like moans but also like how people sound when they're tasting something delicious. His eyes were closed most of the time but occasionally he'd look at me and then also look down at my dick straining at the cotton holding it in. "Am I next?" I wondered.

    Noah's hand found its way to the clerk's neatly combed and gelled hair. For some reason, I felt compelled to put one of my hands over Noah's. Our fingers intertwined and I guess the clerk enjoyed feeling our hands there because he got going even faster.

    Soon, I heard Noah's breathing change and he started to squeeze my hand. His breaths came quick and sharp and I could see he was trying really hard to be quiet. He was cumming, and the clerk just kept on going with the same motions. It was wild to see his throat move as he swallowed Noah's load. That lasted for a good twenty seconds, and then the clerk slowed down as Noah began to relax.

    I almost came in my briefs watching him slide his lips off of Noah and watching my friend's shiny wet cock flop out. It was thick and had a deep red color, looking somehow bigger than usual even though he was starting to soften up. This was better than watching porn, for sure!

    The clerk licked his lips and started to scoot in position, reaching for my crotch. But just then we all heard a noise near the entrance to the fitting rooms.

    "Shit!" The clerk exclaimed with a whisper. "Just stay here and be quiet!"

    He got up and spent half a second checking himself in the mirror, before grabbing the shirts he'd come in with and stepping out through the curtain.

    "Hello, sir!" we heard him say to someone, his voice taking on a helpful and eager tone. We waited a few minutes as he shepherded the customer away from the immediate area. Noah and I quickly got dressed and grabbed the pairs of shorts we'd come in with. I put mine on the rack near the fitting room's entrance, but Noah held on to his and headed over to the cashier's desk.

    "What are you doing?" I asked urgently. "Shouldn't we get out of here?"

    "No way, I came here to get some shorts," Noah laughed. I stood there in mild surprise as he kept walking toward the register, and then I dashed to catch up. We waited at the counter for a minute, and when the clerk came up he had a huge smile on his face.

    "So, did you guys find everything you were looking for today?" he said playfully as he scanned Noah's items.

    "Oh yeah, definitely," Noah replied, smirking at me. "Everything and then some."​