It was a beautiful sunny day in western California. I was driving home from work and all I could think about was him. The younger boy who has stolen my heart like no other. He's four years younger than me with a gorgeous, silky soft body. His cock is bigger than guys my age and older. All I can think about is getting his bulging cock in my mouth.
I had to control myself because I was getting hot and wet just thinking about him. I pulled into the drive way and I seen his baby face in the window, watching and waiting for me to come home.
I got out of the car, realizing how wet I was thinking of him. I walked to the door and opened it. There he stood right in front of me with a bouquet of roses in his hands.
He was wearing a tee-shirt and a boxer shorts. As I took the flowers from him, I kissed him deeply, pushing my tongue into his mouth. I could tell in his body that that is what he wanted, what he had been waiting for. He pulled me close to him, running his hand through my hair, then down the outside of my body. His touch was so soft and loving. He ran his hands up my inner thigh, around my pelvic bone and back of to my face, holding me there so he could kiss me. His kiss got deeper and faster. With my body being so close to his, I could feel his cock getting harder. I moved slowly away from him.