Watching the Boys Part 7 - Sex Stories

Watching the Boys Part 7

... Frank." Ben said as a glassy look came over him. Was he fingering his hole and rubbing himself? I got even harder with the thought that they knew I was watching as I hurried out the front door to the waiting shuttle van. Jamal was waiting at the van; Bryan was already in the back with his seatbelt on and plugged into his iPad. "Take care of Ben while I'm gone." I said to Jamal as I hopped into the van. "He'll be well taken care of." Jamal said with a smile as he slid the side door closed. Then van took off to LAX as we raced down the 101 to the 405. I stared out the window as the van raced down the freeway headed towards LAX, thinking about the past events and what it would mean for me and my relationship with my boys. I bet Jamal and the boys where doing some serious fucking right about now back at the house. I had to try and put these images out of my head. My cock had been hard ever since Jamal started working for me. I glanced over at Bryan, he had shucked off his flip flops as he kicked his legs back and forth as he squirmed in his seat. He had such beautiful legs, and the sexiest feet a boy could have. The white Puka anklet contrasted well against his smooth darkly tan skin. I adjusted my hard cock as I took in my gorgeous boy sitting next to me. Bryan continued to fidget in his seat, completely absorbed in whatever he was watching on his iPad. I just wanted to run my hands up his legs, up into his loose fitting shorts until they reached his groin. Feeling his smooth ...

... boy cock and balls in my hand as I stroked his boy nail `til it was hard and throbbing in my hand. "Damn it! Stop perving on your own son!" I thought to myself as tried to refocus my attention out the window. We finally reached the airport and made it to the ticket window to check in our luggage. As we were checking in, I learned that our seat assignments had been changed and Bryan and I wouldn't be sitting together. I was upset and raised a stink but there was little that I could do since the plane was overbooked. "I'll be all right dad. I can handle it." Bryan said to me without taking his eyes off his iPad. I was shocked! He called me dad! The first time he'd called me that since I got back from my last trip and all this nonsense had started with Jamal. His response totally defused my anger, and we headed for the security gate. Waiting for the security gate is always a chore. Bags to be checked, shoes to be taken off and put back on, taking stuff out and all that crap. It can be a process. But one can usually get through quickly if instructions are followed. I grabbed one of the plastic bins and put my shoes and all my metal objects into it, followed by my laptop which I had to open and turn on. Bryan was behind me and he took a plastic bin and put his iPad and his flip slops in. I was motioned through the metal detector and thankfully nothing went off. Bryan was motioned through and the detector went off. Bryan didn't look effected by this and followed instructions as he ...