Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 10

I'll just take my own car."
    "Okay, wanna meet at that coffee shop around ten?"
    "Sounds like a plan."
    When Jason got up to his apartment, he first checked his mail and then hopped into the shower. He couldn't help thinking about the man he'd met earlier that day, his dad's former business partner. Jason was not about to mention to his father that he'd seen Glenn at the show. It would have ruined his good mood and possibly spoiled the whole day.
    What was it that had happened between them? It must have been something pretty serious. His dad was not the type of man to hold a grudge like that. He really wasn't a hateful person in general, but when it came to Glenn, Jason's dad despised the man.
    In a way, it made sense that his father wouldn't like the guy. He did come across as kind of cocky. He barely knew Jason and he'd called him a geek. Jason had been called names like that all his life, and frankly, it stung a little. He had to admit that back when he was in high school, he was rather geeky. Even today, in the technical sense, he was about as geeky as they came. Though, now he was a computer nerd.
    About the time Jason headed off to college, he began to become aware of his self-image. He got himself a new haircut, short and stylish. He got rid of his glasses and replaced them with contacts. The year he graduated college, he had laser surgery so he'd no longer even need the lenses. He started going to the gym, bought new clothes, even had his teeth whitened. So yeah, he could understand why Glenn would be surprised by the change in his appearance.
    Well, he was only fourteen the last time the man had seen him. He had thick coke-bottle glasses and a mop of unruly hair. He may have even still been in braces at the time. And of course he was skinny as a bean pole. Even now, he still was slender, though he did have some definition and muscle tone.
    Jason examined his reflection in the mirror before climbing into the shower. He felt somewhat proud, realizing he'd transformed himself the way he had. It wasn't so much that he was narcissistic, but more that he was thrilled to have caught the eye of a man like Glenn.
    If he remembered correctly, Glenn was about six or seven years younger than his dad. His father was thirty-five at the time Jason's mother passed, which would mean Glenn had been about twenty-eight or twenty-nine, and now he was about forty-one.
    He sure didn't seem forty-one to Jason. He could have easily passed for thirty or thirty-five. Maybe it was because he still had a full head of hair and a nice body. And that pair of jeans he'd been wearing. Wow!
    Jason was surprised by the fact that his thoughts of Glenn had inspired a response from his joystick. Looking down, he saw that Mr. Happy was smiling… and throbbing a little. He took hold of himself, stroking slowly, as he continued to stare into the mirror. He thought about those dark eyes that had stared at him earlier in the day, checking him out. He thought about the hard, chiseled chest that had been so visible beneath Glenn's form fitting t-shirt. He wondered if that chest was as hairy as he imagined it to be. Yeah, hadn't he noticed a couple dark hairs around the collar?
    Jason had always been drawn to men like Glenn, mature and masculine. He liked the fact that they were so much more experienced. They already had embarked upon a journey, a pathway to success. The idea of a man like that being in Jason's life was comforting, not to mention hot. As he thought about the possibility, Jason stopped staring at his reflection and closed his eyes. He visualized Glenn with his muscular biceps and narrow waist. He thought about how that ass had looked in those tight jeans. He remembered the earthy, masculine smell of his cologne and the deep resonating tone of his baritone voice.
    "Ughhh," Jason gasped as his body convulsed and a spurt of cum erupted from his cock. It was followed by several more in rapid succession. After he was spent, he leaned forward against the mirror, gasping for breath. He used a towel to wipe up the mess and then climbed into the shower.
    "That was stupid," he scolded himself. "Even if I did like that dude, there's no way in hell anything could ever happen between us, not with the history he has with my dad."
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    Whoot whew! Jason whistled as he stepped into Starbucks. His father was sitting there already, wearing his best suit, and it looked like he'd gotten a haircut. "Dad, why the fancy duds?"
    "Oh… well, I only have a