Date: Tue, 27 Sep 2005 17:57:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mama's Boy

***DISCLAIMER****

I cannot say that this is a topic I'm familiar with. I wrote the story
because so many female fans asked me to do a story with a full-grown woman
in it. Like I know the intimate details of their self sexual exploration,
or even all the much about what pleasure's them.

***DISCLAIMER***

So, I did my best and hope that it's satisfactory. I do have some ideas
about a few additional chapters so please let me know if its something
you'd like me to pursue. As usual, I have no personal knowledge of this
sort of thing, haven't heard it from someone, have no idea if any of it is
true although I can say that for me, it isn't.

Obviously the title suggests mother son sex, and there is. Along with boy
to boy sex. Don't like that? Go away.  I don't care.


Tracy


I laid on my bed, my legs pulled back, while the boy drove his rock hard
young cock into my cunt. He had become a very good lover, so different from
that very first time he fucked me, the very first time he'd ever had his
dick buried deep in the soft warm folds of a woman's cunt. That one had
been a definite slam bam thank you ma'am. I say buried deep but that's not
quite the case. He wasn't all that big, maybe five inches, but then he was
not quite thirteen at the time. Now, at almost fifteen he had grow to full
maturity, a solid seven and a half thick inches, as big as his father had
been when he had gotten me pregnant when we were both barely fifteen.

"I'm ready to cum," Trent said as he picked up speed, trying his best to
please me. He hammered into my cunt, his tight little ass going like a
piston, his heavy balls smacking against me with each thrust of his firm
body.

"AAAhhhhh ," he groaned out and I felt his cock thicken as he unloaded his
sperm into me, an amount that history told me was considerable. He
continued to move inside of me, his strokes slowing as his orgasm
subsided. He finally stopped and lay on me, his beautiful blonde head
resting against my breasts, his body moving up and down as his panting
subsided. I rubbed his back, ran my hands down onto the glorious pale
globes of his slender butt. I hadn't cum yet, but then this was our first
bout of the day and as usual he came fairly quickly.

"You did real good baby," I crooned into his ear, "real good." He looked up
at me, his blue eyes sparkling and crystal white teeth exposed in his
smile.

"I'll do better next time mom." he said.

"I know you will baby." He lay his head back down and I continued to rub
him, thinking back on how all this had started. How I had come to fucking
my darling beautiful son.

A few months shy of twenty-nine, I often passed for twenty-one and
sometimes even eighteen. I carried about a hundred twenty pounds on a five
foot five inch frame; still had the complexion of a fifteen year old, and
my thirty-six inch C cup breasts had retained a certain amount of teenage
perkiness. Like my son, my hair was blonde, although not as platinum as his
still was. He had gotten his blue eyes from me as well and, like his, long
lashes and full brows framed mine.

I hadn't had that much experience with men. Once I'd gotten pregnant my
son's father ditched out, never to be heard from again. Trent was almost
six before my next sexual encounter, a guy my age that I'd worked with. It
hadn't been very satisfactory so I went another couple of years without
male company. I'd learned how to pleasure myself but it lacked human touch,
human contact. I had dated an older man for a little while and the sex had
been okay but he wasn't very teachable and his overall personality was
rather bland, and for some reason Trent didn't care for him all that much.

I'd had a brief fling with a boy who had babysat Trent for a while when he
was ten years old and I'd had a part time evening job to get extra cash for
Christmas. Bobby had been cute, smart and very nicely hung, reminding my of
Trent's father. Bobby had stayed over one night because the weather had
been so shitty and so it had started out by having him sleep on the sofa.
I'd forgotten to lock the back door, so got back up right after we'd turned
the lights off, put a long, t-shirt style night gown on and padded down the
hall to the living room. There was a little bit of light coming in through
the front windows from the streetlights so when I rounded the corned I saw
Bobby.

The sofa he was on was angled so that it somewhere between parallel and
perpendicular to the wall that I had to go around to get to the kitchen and
back door so the boy would have been able to see me if he'd turned his head
to the right. Instead his eyes were focused on his rock hard young cock,
which was being lovingly caressed by his left hand. The covers were down
around his ankles along with his boxers, although only one leg was in his
underwear, the other one resting flat on the floor. My pussy got wet almost
immediately at the sight of his naked, sixteen year old flesh, my hand
going straight for my crotch and rubbing against my own flesh on the
outside of my panties.

As I watched him, I quietly removed my panties, allowing my fingers to get
back to work, rubbing up and down inside my pussy, manipulating my clit,
sneaking into my cunt.  Bobby seemed to be taking his time, stroking his
hard cock slowly while he tugged on his balls. My cunt ached for that boy
cock, ached to be stretched out by the thickness of warm male flesh. My
body ached to feel him push against me, stuffing my cunt with his cock, his
balls whacking against my ass as he fucked the shit out of me.

I watched as the boy drug the tip of his cock with his finger then put his
finger to his lips, tasting his precum. I wanted those juices for myself. I
wanted to taste his precum and the thick faucet that it was leaking from. I
walked quietly across the carpet to the edge of the sofa and knelt down,
discovering that Bobby's eyes were closed. Close up his cock looked even
larger, the thick bush at it's base a nest of black curls. I watched a
moment as he stroked, his movement on the shaft causing the heavy balls
between his smooth thighs to raise and fall with his action. I reached out
and cupped his nuts, which cause him to almost jump out of his skin.

"Shhh," I whispered, "it's okay. Let me do that for you." He didn't say a
word, just let go of his cock, letting it smack against his flat belly. I
took hold of him, reveling in the rigid teenage flesh. I stroked him a few
times then leaned down and licked the juice from his swollen cock head. I
felt bobby's hand touch my thigh then creep up underneath my ersatz
nightgown until his fingers found my pussy. I automatically moved one leg
farther out, turning slightly in order to open myself to his exploring
hand. His fingers rubbed against my furry lips before sliding inside and
doing the same thing on my clit. I took his cock head into my mouth and
sucked him about the same time a finger slipped up inside my cunt.

"Oohh fuck," he groaned and I felt his cock thicken in my hand then the
warmth of his sperm as it blasted against the back of my mouth. I took my
head away and continued to jack him off, watching mesmerized as his cock
blasted out at least six squirts of gooey white cum. I'd only given a few
blow jobs in my short sexual life and had never swallowed a guys cum before
that night so wasn't quite sure about the whole thing.

Bobby's cock stopped squirting and I slowed my stroking then finally
stopped. Bobby's hand dropped away from my pussy and he lay there, panting
heavily. I pulled my sleepwear up over my head and used it to clean the
sperm from his body.

We ended up in my bed where Bobby fucked me twice before we fell asleep
then again in the morning before Trent woke up. The boy babysat for me for
two weeks and on those nights he stayed at our house he slept in my
bed. And we fucked. Oh man did we fuck. I discovered that teenage boys are
almost insatiable, able to cum four and five times in a night. Bobby was so
eager to please that he'd do anything I asked him too, following directions
without question. I felt at a loss when that part time job ended, not
needing or being able to really afford a sitter and not wanting to risk
having him continue to come to my house.

I hadn't had any desire for my son, what happened just sort of happened I
guess. I discovered Trent's emerging sexual maturity by accident when he
was twelve, almost thirteen. I had found tell tale spots on his white
sheets when I went to strip his bed and do his laundry. I sort of smiled to
myself in the knowledge that my beautiful baby boy was growing up. I found
similar stains in the front of his briefs as well, not looking for them by
any means, but discovering them by accident when I untangled them before
throwing them into the washing machine.

The first urgings came one morning when I had gone to use the bathroom that
we shared and that separated our bedroom. The door to his room was cracked
open and I peeked in, not expecting to see anything but just looking in on
my son. His bed covers were down and his naked young body was completely
exposed, his preteen cock fully hard and pointing proudly toward his
face. The bed wasn't all the far from the bathroom door so I could clearly
see everything but I stepped into the room to get a closer look anyway.

He was beautiful, his smooth balls hanging between his smooth pale thighs,
the small patch of medium brown hair growing at the base of his cock, and
his beautiful cock. All five inches of it, large I thought for a boy his
age. It was pale, like his skin tone, blue veins lining the length of
it. His belly was flat, slowly moving with his breathing. My pussy had
gotten all wet in that few moments and the feelings going on in that whole
area demanded my attention.

I slowly back out of the room and softly closed the door. I peed quickly
then went to my room and closed that door before stripping my panties and
nightie off. I lay on my bed, legs spread open, one hand pinching a nipple
and the other rubbing up and down on my clit, the fingers sliding inside my
cunt and then back out again.

"God he's so beautiful," I thought to myself as I masturbated, both hands
working below my waist. I thought back on Bobby's hard young cock then
wondered what Trent's hard cock would feel like inside my cunt, his firm
body lying on to of mine as he fucked me. The intense feelings going
through my body brought on a powerful orgasm that caused me to moan out
loud.

"Are you okay mom?" I heard my son call from the other side of the bathroom
door.

"He must have gotten up to piss and get rid of that boner he'd had," I
thought to myself. I managed to catch my breath enough to tell him I was
fine, just banged my ankle as all and thinking that I 'd wished it was my
pussy getting banged. I heard the toiled flush then he asked if he could
come in. I yanked the covers up to my neck and told him he could. Trent
opened the door and came in, standing just in side my room.

"Can I go over to Carl's for the day mom? They're having a barbecue and
stuff." He was wearing a t-shirt that came down to just below his waist,
the bulge in his briefs still somewhat obvious and enough to make me wonder
if he was still hard.

"Sure Trent. Have a good time, I'll see you tonight." He thanked me and
turned to walk out the door giving me a great view of his slender little
butt then he turned back around.

"I thought you banged your ankle mom. But you're still in bed." I looked at
him curiously then said that I'd whacked it on the nightstand and that I'd
gotten back into bed when he asked to come in. He nodded his head and
scratched his belly, pulling his t-shirt up and down as he did so and in
that brief moment I was very sure that Trent's cock was still hard. He left
the room and left me wondering. I'd noticed that he seemed less self
conscious about me seeing him in his underwear and that he was wearing
briefs more often. I put if off to boy behavior.

It wasn't long after that episode that I looked in on him one night before
going to bed and found him as I had that one time before; sheets down,
naked body exposed to his knees and dick at full stand. He had one arm
thrown across his eyes, so I stepped into his room, my intention being to
cover him up but I ended up just staring at him.

Trent had a pretty nice body for an almost thirteen year old, his natural
beauty only enhancing everything and seeing him a full state of readiness
like that only got my own juices flowing. I stood next to his bed, looked
down him, could see his rock hard young cock twitch with every beat of his
heart. I shoved a hand down inside my panties and rubbed against my pussy,
slipping inside to my clit, and alternated between rubbing it and pulling
on it with thumb and forefinger. I seriously wondered what it would be like
to have him inside me, moving his young boy cock in and out of my cunt.

This was getting a little crazy so I carefully pulled his sheet up to his
waist and left. Back in my own room, I grabbed my favorite play toy, lubed
it up, then lay back and dreamed about my son as the flesh colored rubber
slid in and out of my cunt until I finally came. As I lay there in the
afterglow of an impersonal orgasm I wondered what was going on with me. I
gave it a great deal of thought and didn't come up with any answers other
than I was horny and I was getting to have the hots for my son. Well, not
exactly my son. More like a virile adolescent boy. Yes Trent was drop dead
cute, a nice kid but when I thought back on my feelings, my attractions,
his face didn't enter into the equation that much, it mostly about him from
the neck down. That he was my son was somewhat coincidental in my mind. He
was close. Handy as it were. Now, if it were one of his friends then that
might change the entire makeup of the game. Get rid of some of the
guilt. There was some food for thought.

Meanwhile I began checking in on Trent as often as I could, which meant
nightly. It was the beginning of summer, the weather fairly warm so he
slept naked most of the time. Sometimes when I check on him his cock would
be limp, resting off to one side. Sometimes he would be sleeping on his
belly, his dynamite little ass exposed to me. Generally one of his legs
would be pulled up, bent at the knee and I could see his balls resting in a
puddle on the bed.  I began to appreciate that view of my son almost as
much as I enjoyed his cock being at full stand, but not quite. His flat
belly, rock hard young cock, smooth balls and little nest of pubic hair was
what really got me wet.

I was dying to touch him, yearning to hold on to that hunk of boy flesh, to
feel the warmth of it in my hand, to feel it pulse with life. I wanted to
suck him and I wanted to fuck him, to feel my son's cock inside my hot
cunt.

Then I realized just what I was thinking and was shocked by it. This really
was getting crazy.

Trent

I had wanted to be sexy with my mom since she'd been with bobby, the boy
who had babysat me. What my mom didn't know was that he was doing much more
than babysitting. He was in the bathroom that very first evening while I
was taking a bath and I asked him to wash my back, which he agreed to. I
stood up in the water, totally unselfconscious about my nudity, noticing
that Bobby looked right at my cock. I turned around and he washed me,
soaping down onto my butt and then sliding his hand inside and wiping
against my hole.

"Gotta make sure you wash everything sport," he told me as he rubbed
against my butt hole. I wasn't bothered by him fingering my butt hole, on
the contrary, it felt totally awesome. Of course when I turned around my
cock was standing proudly at attention.

"I got a stiffie bobby," I said to him. He told me it was no big deal that
he got em too and in fact had one at the same time I did. I asked him why
that happened and he said that he didn't know, it just did. I asked to see
his so he undid his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear showing
me the biggest cock I'd ever seen, not that I'd seen many. Turns out it was
about seven and three quarters of and inch long and while not thick, it
wasn't a pencil dick either.

"Gosh it's huge Bobby and so are your balls," I exclaimed. He smiled then
asked if wanted to do some stuff that would feel really good. Of course I
did so we ended up naked on my bed where he sucked on my cock. He taught me
how to suck his cock that night and while I had a little difficulty getting
much of it in my mouth, I managed. Of course he showed me sperms because
when he started to cum he pulled it out of my mouth and jacked off, white
goo shooting all the way to his neck. After he squirted he sucked me off
again and gave me my first orgasm and from that point I was hooked.

Things went pretty much the same way the next night except that Bobby took
me in the shower with him so we could get the washing part out of the way
faster and spend more time in bed. That night instead of just fingering my
butt hole he licked it. It thought that was sick when he said he wanted to
do it and within second of his first lick I was converted to it. Bobby let
me lick his butt hole too and even though he had hairs on it and stuff I
didn't care. I loved licking a butt hole as much as I love getting
licked. I also swallowed his cum that night which wasn't all that bad, not
like I thought it would be. All in all I think we both cummed three times
before I finally had to go to bed.

The third day, Bobby had me sticking my little cock up his butt and fucking
him. I liked doing that a lot. The warmth of his hole and the pressure on
my cock were so incredible that the first time I fucked him I came in about
a minute. The second time he told me I fucked the shit out of him. It was
so cool when he squirted his sperm out cuz it made his hole twitch on my
cock and that made me cum.

Bobby ended up spending the night with us one night, I saw him the next
morning when I got up. It was all frosty and icy outside which is why he
didn't go home the night before. When he came over the next night we messed
around and he asked me about whether I'd seen my mom naked and stuff like
that and when I said no, he asked if I wanted to. I was torn about that, it
was my mom after all but I was also becoming pretty sexualized. When I said
that I would he told me he would do something for me but I had to swear to
never tell a soul and could I do that. I nodded my head. We were naked and
he was feeling my cock and balls as we talked about it so I was ready to
agree to anything. He told me that he would make sure I was awake when his
mom came home then I could sneak in the bathroom and watch through the door
into her room to see what happened.

After that he sucked me till I cummed then I sucked him and he spermed his
stuff out in my mouth. I really loved sucking Bobby's cock and making him
cum. Watching his stuff shoot out like it did was totally amazing to
me. But that night we stopped after he came once cuz he said he needed to
be able to do stuff later. So it was that he woke me up later, told me to
be very quiet, and when I heard the toilet flush to go in the bathroom and
watch. I was totally shocked at seeing my mother naked, seeing what a woman
looked like down there then watching as Bobby put his cock inside of her
and fucked her. He managed to get her turned enough on the bed so that I
could watch from between their legs so I could see his big cock actually
going in and out of her, his balls mashing against here when he was all the
way inside. My little cock was so hard and the whole thing was so sexually
charged that my boner didn't go away even after I cummed.

When he came over the next night we talked about what I had seen, how I had
liked it, and what did I think about him doing that to me, fucking me. I
wasn't so sure of that.  From that night on, every night he came over we
did stuff but he would only let me make him cum once and later, I would
watch him fuck my mom and eventually he fucked me. It hurt a lot at first
but I got used to it. The feeling of his big cock stretching my hole open
as he slid in and out of me was almost the best feelings that I'd had so
far and after it he blasted his cum into me he told me that I was the
sweetest fuck he'd ever had, even better than my mom. I figured that was a
pretty good compliment since he sure seemed to be having fun while he
fucked her. Then Christmas came and Bobby quit babysitting and I moved on
to jacking off, he taught me that one too, and doing other things all by
myself, until Jacob came along but I'll get to that.

As I got older I came to realized that having sex with your immediate
family wasn't something you talked about at the dinner table, in fact you
weren't suppose to talk about it all and more so, you weren't suppose to do
it or even think about it, even though I thought about it a lot.  However
I'd heard of plenty of guys who had supposedly caught their brothers and
sisters in the act or their sisters and boyfriends and plenty others who
said they had fucked their sisters or cousins. There was even one boy who
was reportedly fucking his mother and his little brother and sister and my
friend Dennis even pointed him out at the bus stop one day. He looked sort
of tough in his leather jacket and all so I believed the story.

So, my thoughts about having sex with my mother didn't go away but I wasn't
sure just how to go about it so I started doing little things that I hoped
would make my mom interested. I wore my briefs more often than my boxers,
knowing that they would show more of me and that she would see that I
wasn't just a little boy anymore. Wearing underwear a size too small
helped.  I made up reasons to be in her presence dressed like that and
frequently I would make myself hard or half hard before going to her to
make my underwear bulge out more.

The first time I did it was an accident and I watched her face and knew
that she saw, could tell that she was looking right at my crotch. I started
to get hard right in front of her so left her room and went straight to my
bed and jacked off. Laying there naked with the small amount of sperm
drying on my belly I made another decision and that was to sleep naked from
then on. My hope of course was that mom would somehow see me like that; see
for herself that I was growing up.

The first time I got confirmation that my plan was working I'd been lying
in bed, almost asleep when I heard her bathroom door open. I had been lying
there playing with myself, thinking about jacking off so was mostly hard. I
threw my arm across my face, leaving just enough space to see if she came
into my room. The way I was situated I could see when she was in my
doorway, seeing her legs from the shinbone to about her panties. I felt my
cock go even harder, knowing that she was seeing me naked and when she came
close to my bed it was all I could to not move. She stood there, close
enough that I could see her cunt hairs inside her panties and then she
started rubbing there, moving her hand up and down on her pussy. She did
that for at least a minute the left the room rather quickly, closing her
bedroom door after her. My hand went straight for my cock and I came in
like three strokes, my sperm shooting clear up to my neck. It was the
longest shot I had ever made but then, I supposed that having my hips in
the air as far as my body would allow probably helped in gaining the
distance.

Tracy

Trent had frequently come down for breakfast on weekend mornings wearing
underwear and a t-shirt. Most often he wore boxers but took to wearing his
briefs again and since they showed off his boyhood charms so well I didn't
say anything and risk making him self-conscious about it and thus stop. I
found myself wearing more provocative panties, going for more sheer things
that, given the opportunity, Trent would be able to see more of me. The
bathrobe I wore was about knee length so it wouldn't take a lot to give my
son some partial beaver shots from time to time. One morning I was sitting
at the table and he came undressed like that and leaned over, put his arms
around my neck and hugged me. Since my arm had been holding a coffee cup on
the table, Trent's crotch was pushed against my upper arm and I could
easily feel his boy stuff. He stayed that way for a moment, not seeming to
inclined to move but when he did, he seemed to push his groin into my arm
and I noticed that his cock wasn't totally soft anymore. He went to the
cupboard and stretched to reach for a bowl, pulling his t-shirt up and
fully revealing his crotch to me along with about two inches of pale flat
tummy. He stayed that way long enough for me to see the full outline of his
cock, the rim of the head and the full pouch of his balls. He appeared
about half way hard and I could also see a very slight damp spot where the
tip of his cock head was.

Feeling Trent's body against mine like that, seeing him almost exposed to
me as he rummaged in the cupboard and knowing that my son had been sexually
stimulated by such close contact made my own stomach tingle and started my
pussy to leak out. If I'd been a male I'd have been hard as a rock and as
it was my own parts were swelling with lust. He sat down across the small
table from me and promptly dropped his spoon on the floor. As he started
down to pick it up I let my legs fall open so that if he had chosen to look
he would have seen my pussy through the sheer panties I was wearing. He
banged his head under the table and I could see him rubbing it while he
continued to stay under there. I had my newspaper in front of me so that
when he did come up he couldn't tell that I knew he'd been peeking. He got
up from the table and went to get a clean spoon and I peeked around the
corner of the paper. His cock was full on hard and straining at the fabric
of his briefs and that only made my cunt get wetter.

We managed to get through breakfast and Trent said he was going to spend
the day with friends and bounded through the living room to his bedroom to
get dressed. I watched him go, admiring again his tight little butt. He
wasn't long and as soon as I heard him leave the house I went straight to
my room, stripped my clothes off and began reliving the morning. With one
hand I tweaked and pinched a nipple into firmness while my other hand
rubbed my pussy, twirling and rubbing my swollen clit with my thumb while a
finger slid in and out of my cunt.  It didn't take long before both hands
were at my crotch, one used to keep my lips splayed fully open while I
continued to massage my clitoris, fingers on the other hand servicing my
soaking cunt. I fantasized about sitting at the table and doing what I was
doing while my son was underneath it watching me. I pictured in my mind,
Trent pulling his underwear down and stroking on his hard young cock while
he watched his mommy rub on her pussy until she came. I even went to far as
to imagine Trent crawling to me under the table, pushing my legs wide open
and burying his smooth face in my cunt. I moaned out softly as I came, my
body shaking as the waves of pleasure surged through me.

When it was over I lay there quietly panting, my fingers playing idly with
a nipple and my pussy. I was really ready to take things to the next level;
I just wasn't sure what that was exactly.

Trent

I got my first real look at my mom's cunt and her naked body one Saturday
morning. I almost never got dressed for weekend breakfast, generally
staying in my underwear until it was totally necessary to get dressed. That
morning I found my mom at the table and went to hug her. At it was my cock
and balls pushed against her arm and I could feel the warmth of her as I
hugged her good morning. I felt my cock start to get hard and gently pushed
it against her as I stood up. Since my eyes were looking downward I saw
that the front of her robe was open a little bit and I could almost see
stuff. When I went to get my cereal bowl I stayed there longer than I
needed to, stretched up to reach the second shelf and exposing my crotch to
her. I didn't know if she was even looking but it felt hot to me to be
doing it. She was reading her paper when I sat down so I dropped my spoon
on the floor and bent down to pick it up.  Her legs were open and I could
clearly see her pussy, her hairs pushed against the fabric of her panties
and the slit of her lips. I banged my head getting back up but kept on
looking, my cock rock hard at my first glimpse in almost three years of a
female and when I got up to get a clean spoon I hoped on one hand that my
mom didn't see that I was hard. On the other hand I wanted her to see me,
wanted her to know that seeing her pussy made her little boy get a hard
cock.

After breakfast I hurried to my room, quickly got hard again and jacked
off, the vision of my mothers pussy clear in my mind's eyes. Finished, I
got dressed and left the house and was at the end of the block when I
realized that I'd forgotten a comic that I was suppose to return to my
friend Jacob. I went back home, didn't see mom, and went to my room. I
grabbed the comic and decided to take a chance and see if my mom was
dressing or something. I walked across my carpet, looked into the bathroom
and could see that her door was cracked open just a tiny bit. I tiptoed
over and peeked through and got the shock of my life.

Mom was lying on her bed, fully naked, her legs spread open and playing
with cunt. Because of how her bed was, I was looking almost straight at her
and was amazed. I didn't know that women beat off. Well, I sorta did but I
hadn't known what the mechanics were. Now I did. She rubbed her fingers on
the top part while her other hand fucked her cunt hole with her fingers. My
cock went rock solid in seconds as I watched her. I moved back into my
room, unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out then crept back. Her hands
were both moving faster and then she moaned loudly. I guessed that she was
cumming but I didn't see any squirt of liquid or anything, unlike my own
orgasm which shot out onto the doorframe.

I backed away quickly, wiped the leaking sperm on my bed blanket then
zipped up and snuck quietly out. I thought about what I'd seen all day long
and wondered if it would somehow be possible to give my mother the same
kind of show that she had given me, the difference being of course that she
wouldn't know that I knew she was watching.

I got to my friend Jacob's house with a full blown hard on having replayed
the image of my mother beating off in her room. Jake noticed a difference
in my behavior, like I was sort of "antsy or something."

"I dunno, I guess I'm just really horny or something," I told him.

"I can fix that," he said as he groped at the front of his sport shorts. He
went to his closet and rummaged around a little then came out with a
magazine. Turns out it was a full-blown fuck magazine, none of the Playboy
or Hustler shit.

"Where should I go, in the bathroom," I asked him.

"Not if you want some company," he said with an evil grin and pulled his
shorts and underwear down revealing a full on hard cock. Like me, Jacob was
just in the beginning stages of puberty, the soft black hairs at the base
of his cock very sparse. Like me he was circumcised and appeared to be
about a half inch or so shorter. His balls were dropping like mine, the
crinkled bag totally hairless.

"Cool," I said, tossing the magazine to his bed and quickly unbuttoning my
cutoffs and lying on his bed with the open magazine between us. He slowly
turned the pages as we both fondled and stroked our rampant boy cocks and I
spent as much time watching him as I did looking at the magazine. I wanted
to suck Jacob off. I'd wanted to suck him off from the first time we'd met
a few months before when his family moved to town. I hadn't had a dick in
my mouth since Bobby and I had messed around and I missed it, the feel and
taste of another boy's cock. Fortunately I didn't have to bring it up.

"Fuck that looks so hot," Jake said as we looked at a full color photo of a
woman deep throating a huge black cock. I agreed with him. "So, do you want
to try it?" he said rather tentatively, "I'll do you if you'll do me."

"Okay, who goes first?" I asked. He did. I lay back and Jake got down along
side of me and took hold of my cock, the warmth of his hand causing it to
twitch in excitement. When he took the head into my mouth I melted into his
bed, glad that I'd jacked off barely twenty minutes before or else I'd have
shot in his mouth right off the bat. Jacob stayed there, bobbing on my cock
for about a minute then said it was my turn. We traded places and as I took
his smooth soft cock head into my mouth I remembered Bobby and how much fun
he'd been. Holding onto Jake's shaft, I moved downward, taking the entire
thing into my mouth. I had to move my hand to cup his smooth balls when I
did it cuz there was nothing to hold on to.

"Oohhh fuck Trent that feels so fucking good," he moaned. I only managed
about five bobs like that when I felt his cock get thick and heard Jake
moan. Fortunately I was at the top when it happened and moved my head
quickly and stroked him. He shot out a watery glob of cum that didn't make
it past his belly button. After that it was just a little oozing of liquid
out his cock head. He lay there panting a little bit then said.

"Man Trent, you must have done that before." I nodded my head and told him
about Bobby and what he'd taught me then Jake said that his fourteen year
old cousin and taught him some stuff too, but not that much.

"Want me to make you cum now?" he asked and of course I said yes and of
course he went back down there and proceed to suck me off. Jake didn't have
that much experience so his mouth got sore quickly but his hand didn't so
he jacked me off, which was fine. At that point a cum was a cum. I shot a
couple globs up to my chest, which he thought was pretty cool for a boy our
age but said that his cousin blasted out a ton of cum and sometimes it went
clear to his neck.  I told him that Bobby had too.

Tracy

Now that I knew that my son had gotten a partial glimpse of my pussy, I
decided to give him some more. The following morning I decided not to wear
any panties at all to breakfast. When Trent came down he pulled the same
thing that he had the morning before, this time staying hugged against me,
his boy stuff holding firm against my arm. He had laid his head on top of
mine and stayed there for a moment.

"Awfully loving this morning aren't we baby boy," I said softly.

"Yeah, I guess so mom."

 From his position I knew that if he were looking down he'd see right into
my lap. Before he came down I'd arrange the folds of my robe so that if
he'd happened to look, he's see that I was naked underneath. I knew I had
achieved the purpose as I felt his cock get hard against my arm and he
moved away before it became real noticeable. Going through the same ritual
as the morning before, reaching up to get his cereal bowl I could see that
he was firming up. He poured his cereal and milk and walked to the table
and managed to spill some of it on the floor.

"Darn," he exclaimed. I peeked around the paper and smiled and told him not
to worry just clean it up. He got paper towels and got down on the floor to
do just that. I'd opened my legs up fairly wide, giving my son a very good
glance at my pussy if he'd chosen to look and I knew damn well he would. I
couldn't resist and so reached down and absently scratched at one side of
my cleft, pulling it open so that he'd get a good solid view of my
clit. When he finished he walked over to the garbage can to toss out the
wet paper towels and a quick peek around the corner of the paper revealed
that once again, he was rock hard, the damp spot where his cock head
rested, larger than before.

He ate a hurried breakfast and said he was going to go take a shower, which
mean he was going to jack off in there, of that I was quite certain. I
wanted to see that. Of course fate had to intervene with a phone call from
my mother and there was no way I could get away so that opportunity was
lost.

I had taken to checking on Trent every night before I went to bed,
sometimes in the middle of the night if I woke up, and frequently in the
morning since I woke before he did, it being summer and all. I'd also taken
to only wearing panties when I check on him, feeling a little daring and
secretly hoping that he would wake up and see my exposed breasts.

On the Wednesday night following the weekend exposure I tiptoed to his
door, which had been left half open and peeked in. He had a pillow over his
face coving his eyes, his nose and mouth free, one hand was lying across
his chest and the other one on his belly, the fingertips touching his
sparse little patch of brown hairs. His cock was standing an inch or so off
of his flat belly, hard as stone. As I stood there watching, he took hold
of his cock and started slowly stroking it. I stepped tentatively into the
room, barely five feet from my son's bed and watched him make love to
himself, two fingers and thumb of his right hand gripping the shaft just
under the head. My hand went straight to my pussy, right down inside my
panties and I rubbed myself firmly. Trent was moaning softly and then he
grunted and thrust his little hips into the air. I watched as he came, two
squirts of white goo landing on his belly.

I quickly backed out of the room, not wanting him to catch me and went back
to my own room and closed the door almost all the way, leaving it open a
crack so that he wouldn't hear the noise of it closing.

Trent

Man, the next morning my mom wasn't wearing any panties at breakfast and I
was so nervous about it that I spilled some cereal on the floor and had to
clean it up. When I got down there her legs were almost wide open and her
pussy was in plain view from only four feet away. She didn't have that much
hair on her cunt, mostly just along the slit and a little bit above it and
her hairs are like mine, mostly brown and not black. While I was cleaning
up she scratched herself, which pulled a lip open and showed me all the
stuff inside, all pink and things. My dick was sooo hard that I could
hardly stand it. When I finished breakfast I told her I was doing to take a
shower and went upstairs. I was wondering if she would follow me so planned
on leaving door open a little bit so she could watch cuz I was definitely
going to jack off in there and wanted her to see me. I heard the phone ring
as I was walking away and when she answered I knew it was my gramma and
that mom would be on the phone forever. I still jacked off in the shower
though, even though I was alone.

I'd noticed that mom would come in and check on me before she went to bed
and I saw that she wasn't wearing anything on top any more, her boobs
showing completely. My room was lighted a little bit so I could see her
come to the edge of my bed and look down at my naked body. I was almost
always hard, knowing that she was seeing me like that. A few nights after
the no panties morning I waited in my bed, knowing that she would come to
check on me. I put one of my pillows over my face just leaving enough room
to peek out from but I knew that she wouldn't know that. My right hand was
down next to my hard cock and when she came to the door I started playing
with it, and started to stroke it. She came into the room and I saw her
hand go right down her panties and start rubbing her cunt. Oh man that was
so hot that I shot out almost right away. She backed out of the room, not
wanting to be seen. I cleaned myself up and tiptoed to the bathroom and
peeked through the crack of her door and sure enough she was naked and had
a fake cock and was fucking her cunt with it while her other hand did stuff
with that other part that looked like a little tiny cock. My own cock got
hard right away and I jacked off again, watching my mom fuck herself with
the fake cock until she came too.

So now I knew that she was getting hot seeing me naked. I knew that it was
making her feel real sexy like and wondered how I would be able to make
things go even further. I still didn't suspect that she might be setting
things up so that I could see her and I found out later that she hadn't
known that I was doing the same thing. If we had, we'd have been doing
stuff together a lot sooner but, on the other hand, it was hot playing the
game that we were playing.

Tracy

The first time I touched my son's cock was when I woke in the middle of the
night to go pee. I always peeked in on him and that night was no
different. As usual he was lying there, on his back, his naked body open to
my viewing and his boy cock lying lazily on his lower belly. I went to the
edge of the bed and got to my knees. Got I wanted to feel him, I wanted so
much to experience his young body. I reached out and took hold of his cock
with my thumb and fingers, just as he had done a few nights before. I
gently squeezed him, causing him to inflate almost immediately. I slowly
moved the skin up and down and Trent groaned in his sleep. My other hand of
course was between my legs and rubbing pussy, fingering my hole as I jacked
on Trent's boy cock. His breathing became a little more rapid and all of a
sudden his penis got hard in my fingers and he came. He was still young, a
new spermer, so there were only a few droplets that popped out and landed
on his belly. I quickly wiped my fingers on it then returned them to my
clitoris and used my son's cum as a little bit of lube and rubbing it into
my clit. I continued to stroke his cock while I brought myself to orgasm,
trying hard not to groan out as my body was wracked with my cumming.

I crept back to my room, my heart beating like crazy. I'd done it. I'd
touched my beautiful baby boy's cock. I held it and I'd made him cum. But I
wanted more. I wanted to suck his cock and have him shoot his sperm into my
mouth. I wanted to taste the essence of his male hood. But more than
anything, I wanted Trent to fuck me. I wanted the weight of my son's body
on top of me, the feel of his young cock inside my cunt, to feel him moving
in and out, doing what males are supposed to do, to fuck a woman.

I jacked Trent off a few more times in the middle of the night and if he
ever knew that it was me doing it I couldn't tell. He never woke up that I
knew of. The second time I made him cum I held my hand so that he shot his
sperm into it and I ate it, tasting the juice from my boy's balls for the
first time. My heart was always raging, the risk of him catching me
creating a great deal of adrenaline along with the fact that I was horny as
hell. I always went back to my room and masturbated, fantasizing about my
son's cock inside of me. Whether or not Trent ever came to my room in the
night, I didn't know. I was sure that if he had touched me I would have
woken up but still, I didn't know.

Trent

I woke up one night from a dream that I couldn't remember later. I felt my
cock being handled, being stroked and I knew it was my mom. I didn't move,
continued to pretend that I was asleep while she jacked me off. Fuck that
was so incredible. I loved having someone else make me cum, and more so
knowing that it was my mom that was doing it. I had woken up a few mornings
and found some dried residue on my lower belly, knowing right away what it
was. I'd heard about we dreams and I knew about precum so I just assumed
that was what was happening. After all, I'd woke up with a hard on almost
every day but after that night I wasn't so sure.  After she left my room I
gave it a few minutes then crept to her bedroom door and watched her
rubbing herself and putting her fingers up inside of her cunt. She was
moaning softly until she came and then she got a little bit louder. Of
course I was all hard again and of course I jacked off while I watched her,
wishing it was me doing that but also wishing it was my cock fucking her
instead of her fingers.

Since I knew that she had come into my room at night I decided to try the
same thing on here so I set the alarm on my watch for two in the morning
and when it woke me, I crept to her bedroom door. Like my room, there was
enough light coming through the curtains to see by and like me, she was
sleeping naked and the covers were almost all the way off. I was so glad we
didn't have air-con. Her legs were spread open and I moved next to her bed
and stared at her. So there it was, close up; a pussy, a cunt, a vagina. I
got to my knees to try and get a better look. Her lips were slightly parted
and some of her inside stuff was sort of peeking out through the hair.  My
cock was rock hard and I gently stroked on it, wishing that I could put my
mouth in there and lick her. I still hadn't seen her cunt hole and was
dying to but I didn't dare touch her. Yes, she was snoring lightly which
meant she was sound asleep but still, I wasn't about to risk it. It'd have
to come up with a better plan for that.

I continued to look her over as I jacked off, wondering what it would be
like to suck on her titties, the large pink nipples looking so inviting,
but mostly I wanted to get at her cunt. I wanted to taste her, to lick her,
to put my hard cock inside of her. I was dying to fuck her and with that
last thought I came on the side of her bed.

The idea came to me a couple of days later after a friend of mine had
mentioned that his little brother had a nightmare the night before and went
to his parents room and slept the rest of the night with them. My friend
thought that was gross; I thought it was a splendid idea. I just had to
work out the small details. I wasn't sure she'd buy it if I was standing
next to her bed with my cock stickin up in the air as I knew it would be,
so I had to wear underwear. But how to get out of them and more
importantly, how to have my mom get me out of them? The solution came by
way of an accident as I was going to bed.

Tracy

I was brought out of a somewhat deep sleep by Trent's voice.

"Momma. Momma I had a really bad dream. I opened my eyes to see him
standing next to the head of my bed, rubbing his eyes, still half asleep. I
noticed that he was wearing his briefs so he'd at least been awake enough
not to come to my room naked, damn my bad luck.

"What's the matter baby?" I asked. He said that he'd had a bad dream.

"Can I sleep in your bed mommy," he said sounding for all the world like a
little boy again. Of course I couldn't deny him comfort.

"Sure baby, crawl in," I said, opening the sheet for him. While the room
wasn't that dark he was still half asleep so I didn't imagine that he'd
seen any of my body. He climbed in and as I dropped the sheet of us he
snuggled in close to me, his face against my breasts and his lower body
next to me. I was a little shocked.

"Trent, your underpants are all wet what happened?"

"Huh?" he said half asleep. "Oh, I accidentally knocked over my water glass
and got them wet," he mumbled.

"Well you can't sleep in my bed with wet clothes baby."

"Okay momma," he said, and after a few movements he reached out from under
the sheet and dropped his wet underwear on the floor and snuggled back up
to me. Because of his size he was situated with his face against my boobs
and his cock pressed up against my pussy. And he was hard. My twelve-year
old son was naked, in my bed with his hard young cock pressed against my
cunt. He put a hand on my side and seemed to snuggle in closer, pressing
his rigid penis into my bush.

"I love you momma," he whispered as he pushed against me, his cock almost
in line with the cleft of my pussy.

"Umm, baby boy," I said.

"What mommy," he answered, his voice seeming to drift off.

"Well baby, your penis seems to be quite hard." I had one arm supporting
his head as he lay with his lips against my boob, the other hand drifted
down over his hip and was holding on to butt and without thinking actually
helping him to push his cock against me.

"I know momma," he whispered, "I can't help it. It feels so good lying here
next to you."

"It feels good having you lay next to me too baby," I whispered into his
hair. Boy did it ever. I'd wanted this for so long, to hold my baby boy, to
feel his naked body against my own naked flesh, to savor the soft silkiness
of his skin and the hardness of his boyhood. My heart was beating like
mad. My man-child was where I'd wanted him. Almost. Now it was just a
matter of taking it to the limit.

Trent

It was so fucking great. The second my mom mentioned the wet underwear and
the ultimatum I slipped them off and snuggled back in close. My cock was as
hard as it had ever been in my life. Her pubic hairs tickled the underside
of it making me even harder. My face was all but buried in her boobs and I
wanted to suckle on one so bad but I knew that I had to go slow. Somehow I
knew that she had to make the moves. My hand had been on her hip and I
moved it up and to my own chest, which of course was right where a nipple
was. I let my fingers brush against it then just rest there, moving back
and forth as though it was by accident. The thing got hard under my touch
and caused me to wonder about the life of nipples.

She put her hand on my butt and sort of pulled me in closer making my hard
cock go against her cunt. If this kept up I was going to cum all over the
place. Of course she noticed my hard cock, how could she not and when she
commented on it I simply played stupid but told her how good it felt laying
next to her like that.

"Mommy," I whispered, trying to sound sleepy.

"My penis sort of hurts." It sure as hell did. I needed to cum, not that it
would go away but at least it would have provided temporary relief.

"We can fix that baby boy but you have to promise that you will never tell
anybody."

"I promise mommy, honest," I said, pulling my face from her boobs and
looking at her in the dark. She moved away from me enough to get her hand
between us and take hold of my cock. She then moved her waist in and
holding me, she rubbed my cock head up and down in her slit.

"Oh gosh mommy that feels so good," I whispered. And it did. I was glad
that I'd jacked off before coming to her or I'd have spermed out all over
hell. My mother was breathing almost as rapidly as I was.

"Okay baby," she said, "I want you to lay on top of me." I did as I was
asked then she directed me to raise up some and then she took hold of my
cock again.

"Okay baby, lower yourself back down." I did so and in one moment my cock
head felt her flesh and in the next instant it was engulphed in the warmth
of her body. She moaned as I lay my weight on her and I moaned at the
thoughts and feeling that were roaring through me. I was inside. I had my
hard young cock inside my mother's cunt and it was the most awesome feeling
a twelve-year old boy could have.

"Move it in and out baby," she whispered, her voice seeming to be deeper
than normal. I knew what to do, I'd done it too Bobby first, then my pillow
on more than one occasion. Of course I pulled too far and I slipped out of
her but she reached between us and helped me find my way back home.

"Not so far out baby," she said. I lay with my head resting on her boobs
one set of fingers playing with a nipple that had somehow found its way to
me. I moved slowly, fucking her, my little heart hammering in my chest as I
slipped my cock in and out of her. I felt her muscles sort of tighten on my
cock a little bit and all of a sudden I came. I was too new at orgasms to
always know when one was going to happen and this one took me by surprise
like most of them did.

"Oh gosh mommy, oh gosh oh gosh," I mumbled and pushed harder into her,
doing my best to fuck her. She had her hands on my butt, pulling me to her
as she pushed her lower body back at me.

"Oh yes baby, oh yes, fuck mommy baby, fuck mommy." My orgasm was over, the
wet part that is, but as I lay there panting my body would give up a random
convulsion. I let out a huge sigh.

"How's that baby boy?" she asked, "are you feeling better?"

"Yes I am momma thank you. Do you want me to move now?"

"You can stay if you want to baby?" I didn't want to move. I wanted to stay
there forever. My mother's hands were still on my back, rubbing gently up
and down, floating onto my butt and rubbing the cheeks then going back
upwards. After a few minutes I noticed that my cock was still hard.

"My hard penis didn't go away momma," I said, continuing to use my little
boy voice. She said that she'd noticed that and did I want to try and do
that again.

"Do you want me to momma? Do you want me to fuck you again? That's what you
called it I think." I had put my hands on the bed next to her and raised my
chest up so I could look in her eyes. She smiled and said that she would
love for me to fuck her again if I thought that I could.

"I think I can momma."

"Well maybe we can try something else baby," she said. She told me to try
and get on my knees and when I moved my cock popped out of her. I finally
managed to get where she wanted me and she pulled her legs back, opening
herself up to me. I saw it then for the first time, her hole, her cunt
hole, the place where I came from and that I wanted to go back to.

Tracy

When Trent first entered me I though I was going to cum right then. The
whole thing was so intense it's almost beyond words. Even though I was
fairly limited in my sexploitations and still fairly tight, Trent's boy
cock didn't fill me up by any means at all so it wasn't his size that was
the turn on but the fact that it was my beautiful son, an almost
teenager. He managed to get a short rhythm going but it was short lived. I
hadn't expected much. He was after all just a boy. But if I was going to
continue with this, and at that point I wasn't all that sure that I was,
then he would be teachable, just like Bobby had been.

We lay there panting after his first orgasm and I noticed that his young
cock was staying hard inside of me and of course he finally brought it to
my attention. He seemed to be more than willing to go again, both in his
physical attribute as well as emotional. I had him get to his knees between
my legs and although I'd hoped we would stay connected through that process
we didn't and he came out of me. I had him get in close.

"Do you see where you're suppose to go baby?" I asked him.

"Yes momma I do. You want me to put it in that hole right?" I nodded my
head and Trent did as he was told. I felt him go in and in moments his
sparse nest of pubic fuzz was against my skin.

"How doest that feel momma?" he asked and I told him it felt great.

"Okay baby, go ahead and fuck me." He got some movement going and I told
him how to hold my legs back out of way and he did, which improved things
for both of us. He was able to watch his cock slide in and out of me so
knew when to stop and move back inside. As for me I went to work on my
clit, mauling it with my fingertips.

"Oh god baby you feel so good. Your cock feels good inside momma's cunt," I
whispered. Trent smiled at me and worked even harder, shoving his cock into
my hot cunt. I could feel his balls as they hit me and as he picked up
speed, his breath rate came faster and I felt my orgasm coming on.

"Fuck momma harder baby, fuck me harder, ram your cock into me Trent." He
did as I directed and in moments I toppled over the edge. It was an orgasm
to end all orgasms. It seemed that my body responded in waves of pleasure
and as I watched Trent's gorgeous face and saw it contort in the pleasure
pain expression of his own orgasm, accompanied by sounds of course. I came
again.

As things died down Trent started to pull out of me and I told him to wait
just a little bit.

"It feels good just having you inside of me baby boy," said. He nodded his
head and said okay. He then started touching my clit, sort of investigating
the parts that I assumed were still a mystery to him.

"Do you know what that is Trent?" I asked. He shook his head so I went on
to explain the part of female anatomy to him.

"Are we gonna do this some more momma?" he asked.

"I'm not sure baby. I think you know that it isn't the sort of thing that
every family does don't you?" he said that he knew that.

"But some families do don't they?" I nodded my head and he said,

"Well can we be one of those families then?" his cock softened and squished
out of me. I pulled him up to lie along side of me, our faces very close
together.

"Maybe we can Trent but we'd have to be very, very careful. It's not
something you can talk about or even hint about. And I don't think its
something we could do every day or all the time either.

"I won't say a word I promise. I love you mom and I don't want anything bad
to happen to us as a family."

"I love you too Trent. But for now I think we'd better sleep. Okay?" I
rolled him off of me and we lay there a moment facing each other.

"Can I sleep with you mom?" he asked me. I leaned over and kissed him on
the lips.

"For tonight, yes Trent. We'll figure the rest of this stuff out in the
morning. I pulled him close and we both drifted off to sleep.

Trent

When I woke in the morning my mother was gone. I must have been zonked not
to feel or hear her moving about. I rolled onto my back, a huge smile on my
face, as I fondled my rock hard morning cock and thought back on the events
in the middle of the night.

I'd done it. I'd fucked my mother. Twice. And the second time I had made
her cum. Bobby had explained a little bit about women to me, telling me
that they came different than men and that sometimes it was hard to make
them cum so I was rather proud of myself for that accomplishment. I relived
the feelings of my cock being stuffed inside her warm cunt, the feelings of
the muscles against the sides of my shaft. I had fucked Bobby a couple of
time but this was different. Not as tight but still way awesome
none-the-less. I loved how she held onto my butt while I fucked her,
pulling me into her as she moved her butt to meet me. Man, fucking females
was awesome. And I came inside of her too. I'd put my sperm inside my
mother's cunt.

I stopped playing with myself at that thought and sat up. I put my sperm in
my mother's cunt. Shit. What if she got pregnant? That would be so fucking
horrible. My boner melted like an ice cream cone on a hot summer's day at
the prospect of living in the shame of fathering a child with my mother. It
didn't occur to me that my mother knew exactly what she was doing, knew
when it was safe and when it wasn't. The only thing that occupied my almost
thirteen-year old brain was the fact that I had deposited my sperm inside
my mother and that was how babies were made, period end of story.

I took a shower and moped for a couple of hours while I mowed the lawn then
jumped on my bike and rode over to the public library. Since I didn't have
anyone I could ask about the dilemma I figured I'd see if I couldn't find
something there that could help me out. It took awhile but I managed to
find something on sex and part of it talked about safe sex and it was in
that chapter that I learned that women usually knew their bleeding cycle
and so knew within a day or two when they might or might not get
pregnant. The way the book said it made me think that most females over the
age of sixteen would know their cycle. So it was with some relief that I
biked over to Jacob's house. His mom along with his younger brother and
sister were there so we couldn't talk much about anything so when I
suggested we go to my house he nodded his head vigorously.

We went straight to my room and ended up laying around on my bed talking
about all kinds of shit that boys talk about. Jake finally got around to
asking me if I'd like what we'd done together a few days before and I told
him that I had liked it a lot. By that time he was rubbing at the front of
his summer cut offs and asked if I wanted to do something again.

"I'm really horny Trent," he said, "and it's so much more fun to cum with
someone else, ya know?" Well I did know as a matter of fact, I knew very
well. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Okay, sure, why not." We unbuttoned, unzipped and tugged our jeans and
briefs to our knees and sort of watched each other play their cocks.

"Man, lets take all our clothes off, okay?" He asked. What the hell, we
weren't wearing t-shirts shoes or socks and with the rest of our clothes at
our knees, we weren't all that far away from nakedness. I didn't answer him
but instead pushed my jeans and underwear to my ankles then off onto the
floor, Jacob behind me by seconds.  Once we were naked he rolled over on
top of me, our hard cocks pressed alongside each other and against our
bellies.  In reflex I put my hands on his back and sort of held him there,
our faces only inches apart.

"I really like being sexy with you Trent," he whispered. I smiled and told
him I liked it with him too. Jacob lowered his head and put his lips to
mine and kissed me and as he pulled his head away he ground his hips a
little bit, mashing our cocks together. When he realized that I wasn't
pissed off he kissed me again, this time pushing his tongue against my
lips. I had no problem with that and opened my mouth wide and let him
in. Our tongues greeted each other gently then began to play in earnest,
first in one mouth and then the other. Jacob was rubbing hard against me
and I was pushing back, forcing our groins together. It was feeling really
hot and then he stopped.

"Do you have any slippery stuff, like Vaseline or anything?" he asked. I
said I'd look and when he got off of me I went into the bathroom and after
a brief look around found some hand lotion stuff.

"Will this work?" I asked as I brought it back to my room. He nodded his
head, took the bottle and squirted some on his cock and then on mine. He
stroked me once to get me all lubed with the stuff and I about shit on the
floor. Fuck that felt good. Jacob then wiped the excess off on his lower
belly.

"Come on, you lay on top of me this time," he said and got on his back on
my bed. I climbed on the bed then got on top Jacob, getting into place with
our cocks alongside each other once again. Instinctively I moved my hips
and was astounded at the difference in the feelings.

"Feels awesome doesn't it Trent?" he asked. As I nodded my head he put his
hands on the back of it and pulled me to him. Our lips met and we went
straight into a mouth open tongue-battling kiss while our lower bodies
ground against each other. Jake's hands went to my butt, just like my
mother's had, and held me tighter against him.

"Fuck me Trent," me groaned, breaking the kiss, "Fuck and make me cum." It
was weird hearing a boy say those words but I didn't care who was saying
them. I was hot as all hell and did as he asked, humping my belly against
his. It took less than a minute and we were both groanin and moanin as our
balls allowed our cum to leave their inner sanctum and ooze out between our
writhing bodies. This was almost as good as fucking and in some ways more
intense.

It became too sensitive so we both stop moving and I relaxed my weight on
Jacob's body and we lay there panting. I finally rolled off and pulled him
with me so we were lying side by side.

"That was awesome Jacob," I told him. He nodded his head and said that he'd
heard some older boys talking about it at the park so he wanted to try it
with me. He said that he'd messed around a little bit with Mark, another
boy that we knew but that he liked me better. I was flattered.

"Come on, lets wipe this shit off," he said and pulled away from me. He
stood and started toward the bathroom and I stared at his butt. Fuck he had
a cute little ass and I wondered about doing some stuff with it like Bobby
and I had done together. Based on the past ten minutes I suspected that
Jacob would be more than open to further exploration.

"Can I suck on your cock now?" Jacob asked after using warm water to get
the lotion and sperm off our bodies.  As if I would refuse to let almost
any boy suck me off. I nodded my head and lay back on the bed and let Jake
go to work. And work he did. He licked and sucked on my cock and when his
mouth got sore he licked on my balls. He hadn't made any move to get down
to my butt hole so I guessed that wasn't a place he'd been before.  Or
maybe he had and just didn't like it or something. Regardless, I loved what
he was doing but I wanted to taste him too. I wanted Jake's cock in my
mouth.

"Let's try something else Jake, I want to suck on your cock too," I told
him. He came up along side of me and we kissed again, another wide-open
mouthed kiss with tongues and everything. I moved my hand down and started
slowly jacking his hard cock, loving how it felt in my hand. It occurred to
me that I liked playing around with boys a lot. I loved what I'd done with
my mom too, seeing her naked and letting see me sometimes and then fucking
her so I was getting a little bit confused. I wasn't confused enough to
dwell on it however.

I pushed Jacob on his back then got up and straddled his face and leaned
over so that I was on top and him on the bottom of a sixty-nine. I took
hold of his cock and swallowed it all the way to his smooth nuts and bobbed
back off.

"Ooh fuck you suck cock so good Trent," he moaned then went to work on my
cock. Once he got it his lips wrapped around my cock he wrapped his arms up
around my hips and encouraged me to fuck down into his mouth. I took his
cock from my mouth and leaned down farther to lick on his balls, holding
his cock along side of my face, slowly stroking on it.

"I love sucking on your cock Jacob," I answered him, speaking to his soft
smooth balls. I licked into the crease alongside his sperm makers, causing
him to moan some more then kissed the eggs them selves, licked on them some
more then lifted my head again to take him his hard cock back inside my
mouth. That's when I saw my mom standing in the doorway to our bathroom.

Tracy

I had gotten up quietly, trying not to wake Trent. I had some thinking to
do before anything else could go on and I was afraid that if he woke up
with us both still naked in bed that my resolve would fade. I did however
elect to suck his cock before I left. He was on his back, totally sound
asleep, his cock hard as stone. I couldn't resist it. I gingerly took him
in my hand, felt the warmth and firmness of my baby boy then slowly eased
my mouth down over the satiny head and about a third of the shaft. As I
said, I wasn't all that experienced at sucking a cock but I wanted to learn
on Trent. He moaned in his sleep and I though he'd wake up but he didn't.
I cupped and hefted his smooth balls for a moment then let go of everything
and slid out of bed and went to the bathroom where I did all my morning
stuff. I dressed as quietly as I could then left the house. I had a job
where I could go in early and thus leave early, which seemed like the sort
of plan that I needed for that day.

Throughout the day my mind went back over the events of the preceding
weeks; all the sexual overtones and then the culmination and consummation
in the early hours of the morning. I felt my panties dampen as I thought
about Trent lying on me with his boy cock inside my cunt. I thought about
him sliding in and out of me then finally cumming with out warning and then
the subsequent fucking, watching my beautiful boy's face as he fucked me,
losing his virginity inside his birthplace. I was glad that I'd worn a long
summer dress as it allowed me access to my pussy and I took full advantage
of my little out of the way cubicle to rub it, pressing my fingers into the
cleft and moving the satin of my panties across my clit.

What the hell was I going to do? Fucking my son was dangerous as all hell
although he seemed to enjoy it as much as I did and even requested that we
continue to do so. I wondered if I should set some rules. Being a young boy
in the early stages of his sexual development I guessed that he'd not only
be horny most of the time, he'd also be willing and be able to go for hours
at a time. As much as I loved looking at his naked body, touching him, have
him fuck me, I knew that it would be difficult for me too; difficult to say
no or to put limits of some sort on our activity. We needed to have some
sort of life outside of sex. He was a boy; I couldn't treat him like an
adult lover, it just wasn't going to happen.

I got off work at two and was home by two-thirty and saw another bike
leaned up against the porch. I went in the back door, not necessarily
trying to be quiet but not making a ton of noise either. When I didn't see
Trent in the living room I assumed he was in his bedroom and when I found
the door closed I began to wonder. I listened but didn't hear anything. I
went quietly into my room, set my purse on the bed and slipped my rubber
soled walking shoes off and walked to the bathroom door and saw that the
door to Trent's room was open.

"Let's try something else Jake, I want to suck on your cock too," I heard
Trent say. So, my son was having sex with his friend Jacob, seemed to like
it, and seemed to be taking the lead. Jake was a pretty cute boy, his dark
hair and slightly darker complexion a perfect contrast to Trent. I slipped
my panties off and tossed them onto my bed and crept quietly into the
bathroom and Trent's bedroom door. I didn't know a whole lot about teenage
boy's same sex behavior but I knew that it was fairly common, having heard
more than one mother at work comment about her son's after dark escapades.

I moved closer to the door, pulled my dress up and put my hand against my
wet snatch and rubbed gently. I peeked slowly around the corner and saw the
boys on the bed in a classic position; Trent on top and facing toward me,
and Jacob underneath headed the other way. I watched as Trent took Jake's
cock into his mouth and swallowed the entire thing, his nose touching
Jake's smooth balls. Jake wasn't all that big but still in all I was more
than a little bit amazed that my baby could take a cock in his mouth like
that.


"Ooh fuck you suck cock so good Trent," I heard Jake say, his face muffled
by Trent's body. I stepped into the doorway, my dress held up to my chest
and my hand rubbing my cunt with as much vigor as Trent was putting forth
on Jake's cock. I watched as he took the thing from his mouth and began
licking on Jake's balls, moving the bag around with his tongue while he
lovingly rubbed the boy's rampant cock against his smooth cheek.

"I love sucking on your cock Jacob," Trent answered then went back to
licking all around in Jake's crotch then kissing his balls. He lifted his
head as he moved the cock in his hand in order to suck on it again and saw
me standing there. Trent looked at me, his eyes half closed in lust as he
took in the scene: his mother standing in the doorway watching him have sex
with another boy while she was fingering and rubbed her naked pussy. He
smiled at me, winked, then said,

"I really love your cock Jacob and I want you to squirt your sperm in my
mouth. I want to drink your cum." He then licked all over the swollen
preteen cock head, watching me as he did it, then took the raging hard cock
into his mouth and sucked it to the root. He bobbed up and down on it, his
hand tugging and fondling the young boy's balls.

"Fuck Trent you're so awesome oh man I'm gonna cum. I want you to cum in my
mouth too Trent." I assumed he went back to sucking my son's cock for all
the noise he was making.  Trent was slowly humping his hips, fucking into
Jake's mouth while on the other end he continued to deep throat his
friend. He glanced in my direction a couple of time, once he winked at me
again but continued giving the boy underneath him a blowjob.

"Ohh fuuck," Jake moaned out and Trent stopped moving at the top of Jake's
dick but started stroking him. I saw his eyes widen then close as he humped
a little faster and I knew that he was cumming in Jake's mouth as well.

It was so totally hot watching the two boys, watching my son as he engaged
in sex with another boy. I was so hot it was all I could do not to go over
and intervene and take both boys on, have one boy cock shoved in my cunt
and the other in my mouth. I'd moved my dress hem under my chin and using
both hands, I twisted and pulled and rubbed on my clitoris while I finger
fucked myself and brought my own orgasm on. Trent smiled at me, as much as
he could with a cock in his mouth, knowing that I was getting off watching
him.

"Fuck, that tickles, take your mouth off it," Jake managed to say and I
quickly stepped back out of sight then turned and went into my room.

Trent

It was so fucking hot seeing my mom standing there watching us have sex. At
first I was scared shitless but since she was rubbing on her cunt I figured
it was okay. It didn't occur to me at that point that after what she and I
had gone through, there probably wasn't much chance that she'd be pissed at
me for being with another boy. It was just that initial shock of getting
caught naked. I got over it in a flash and decided to really give her a
show. I did the best job I could, first licking on Jake's cock head then
taking the whole thing into my mouth all the way down to his balls. I moved
up and down, getting all the way to the top then sliding down until I could
feel his cock head at the back of my throat and his balls on my nose. It
didn't take long for Jake to cum.

The whole idea of my mom watching and knowing that a boy was cumming in my
mouth and that she knew I wanted him to, knew that I wanted to have his
sperm in my mouth got me totally there. That and having him actually cum
took me over the edge and I came too, humping my cock into Jake's mouth and
dumping my own sperm into him. And then my mom came. I knew she did. I
could tell by the look on her face and how fast her hands and fingers were
working on her cunt. God that was so fucking hot I was ready to stay with
Jake and cum again but Jake wanted me to take his dick from his mouth cuz
it was tickling so bad.

Mom stepped back out of the room as I did as Jake asked but we stayed there
like that for a moment then I rolled to my side, pulling Jake along with
me. Jake's cock was already losing its hardness but I licked on it anyhow,
licked at his balls hanging onto his thigh. Jake finally pulled away and
turned around to face me.

"God that was so incredible Trent. Was that as hot for you as it was me?"
he asked.

"You have no idea," I told him then kissed him, the first time that I
initiated kissing. We lay there a while holding each other and not saying
anything then he spoke.

"I love being sexy with you Trent. You're so cute and so awesome a
friend. I'm really glad we moved here and that we got to be friends." I was
glad too and told him so. He went on.

"Does this make us gay you think, doing stuff like this together?" I didn't
think so and told him that but I also told him I liked doin stuff with him
too so if that meant we were fags then that was that and I didn't rightly
give a shit.

"Besides you done some stuff with Mark, right?" He said that he had as well
with a couple other boys too. We talked about the girlie mag he had and did
he like looking at girls and stuff. He said he thought so but seemed to
like looking at the men too. There was something about a hard cock that
really turned him on. Then mom knocked on the bedroom door in the hall.

"Are you home Trent?" she called out causing Jacob to practically jump out
of my arms.

"Yes mom."

"Can I come in honey?" she asked.

"Uumm, no mom I'd rather you didn't," I answered.

"Okay sweetie," she responded. Jacob was freaking out.

"Oh man what will she think we're doin in here that she can't come in?" I
told him not to worry about it that even if she thought we were being sexy
she wouldn't care. My mom was cool. It would be okay. He wasn't all that
sure but kissed me then started getting dressed.

"I gotta get home anyway." I got up and dressed too then walked him to the
front door. Mom was sitting on the sofa with a glass of lemonade and Jake
said hi to her as we walked through the living room.

"Hello Jake," she said sweetly, "Come again."

"I will Mrs. Dinan, I promise." When we got to the bikes he giggled. "Boy
if she only knew." He whispered

"Yeah," I said, "If only she did. Talk to you later."

I went back inside, a smile on my face. "You're home early," I said and
walked over and gave her a kiss." I was feeling a little bit weird, maybe
embarrassed. I mean I'd fucked her during the night and now she caught me
having sex with a boy and we hadn't had any time at all to talk about any
of it.  As it turned out that was why she was home early.

"I think we need to have a talk baby, " she said with a smile patting the
sofa next to her.