The next day turned out to be one of the best of my life. I woke, showered, blow dried my hair, at that time I had shoulder length hair. I slipped on this pair of sheer, nude colored briefs, very Gay. My Cock looking delightful encased in the nylon. Sprayed on an ample amount of cologne. Choosing a nice pair of dress shorts & a button down shirt. I looked good & felt even better.
My intention was to go down and knock on Jimmy's door but I was anxious to his Mother's response.
She had to know he was Gay, I'm sure he had other Gay friends, I thought. However I never was the bravest or boldest. Somehow I overcame my trepidation, mainly through my amorous desires for Jimmy.
Knock, knock. His Mom Janice opens the door, warmly smiling & without hesitation, greets me & invites me into her home. Well I guess Jimmy told her because it seemed like she was expecting me. Jimmy, she called upstairs, Philip is here for you. Was I ever.
Seconds later, Jimmy came walking down the stairs. A glowing, proud smile on his angelic face. If anyone was ever born Gay, it was Jimmy. My heart raced with exhilaration. Think back to when you were young & your first romantic encounters. It is so special. so new, so ecstatically joyous. I could not sit still I was so aroused.
Jimmy was wearing a white skinny ribbed shirt with an unbelievably flamboyant pair of silky yellow short shorts. Hay, it was the 70's!
Trying to hold back my primal emotions were very difficult. Janice could sense we were aching for one another. God bless her, she accepted her son's homosexuality and realized his need for Male companions. I believed she was happy I was the one knocking on her door for Jimmy.
We stood there looking at each other not knowing exactly what to do next. Janice saved the moment by suggesting we should go down to the basement rec room. Thanks Mom.