I was working from home today, when the doorbell rang. It was Gary, my son's friend from the local community college they both attended.
"Hi Gary, Bobby's not home right now, but I expect him shortly," I said. "You are welcome to wait for him."
"I think I will do that Mr. Thomas, thanks," Gary replied to me.
"Call me Jack, ok Gary?"
"Sure thing then, Jack."
I told Gary I was doing some work in my computer room, if he cared to join me there. We both walked back to my spare bedroom I converted into a sometimes office. Gary took a chair as I took up where I left off. I think Gary was getting bored just sitting there, so he stood up and was looking over my shoulder to see what I was typing.
Gary had been wearing a pair of trunks and a t-shirt that day. When he was so close to me I could smell his man scent. It was making me a bit uncomfortable, but I couldn't say anything to him.
I then turned around to try and make conversation. My eyes were pointed directly at Gary's crotch. Gary was definitely well endowed, from what I could see. He was only wearing a jock strap under his shorts, but they were bulging. Gary's cock was only inches from my face,
I think Gary was about to say something, when he looked down at me. My eyes were hypnotized at the sight of his cock. Gary then realized why I had been so quiet.
We both seemed to be frozen there, when Gary finally broke the ice. He reached inside the waistband of his jock and slowly pulled it down until his jock and shorts fell to the floor.