Date: Mon, 3 Aug 2015 21:58:10 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pervert Phil Part 2

Pervert Phil (part 2)

This story traces the life of Phil, now deceased.  His life was filled with
perversion, which he enjoyed tremendously and freely shared with me.  This
series contains content that some will find offensive, so you may wish to
skip some parts. Phil took many risks, and was fortunate to survived his
many encounters.  I hope you enjoy the story, but caution you not to follow
his example!

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In the year that followed my becoming a faggot I submitted to both of the
boys at least once a week, sometimes more.  While I didn't know if my
mother witnessed my initiation in the woods, I was pretty sure she knew
something was going on, since she was very cooperative in sending visitors
upstairs when I was in my room.  One day I thought I saw her peek into my
room while I was blowing Ed – and I thought she saw me sucking his dick.

She didn't mention it but it did seem to alter our relationship.  After
that day she did not object if I came downstairs wearing shorts that
sometimes revealed my cock and balls.  She seemed to enjoy seeing me erect.
She did give me a hint that she knew I was a faggot because one day she
told me to be sure to change my shorts before my father came home, because
he "didn't know".

One day I was wearing those shorts with my cock hanging out and she told me
to pull the leg down.  I did, but the encounter aroused me and made me
hard, so my cock protruded from the leg again.  Seeing my hard dick, my
mother said nothing, but quietly left the room.

While I was pretty sure my mother knew I was a faggot, I decided that I
wanted her to know for sure, so instead of locking my door, as I usually
did while giving a blowjob, I left the door partly open.  One day the when
Tom arrived for a blowjob I left positioned myself so that if she was at
the door she could get a clear view of me sucking, but the guy I was
sucking would not know.  To make sure she got a good view I left the door
half way opened.  In that position I could watch the door out of the corner
of my eye to see that she was there.

I stroked while sucking him.  At first there was nobody watching, but in a
few minutes my mother had quietly come upstairs and was watching me suck.
With her watching, a prolonged the blowjob as much as possible, which was
not long because I was really aroused.  As soon as the boy came I turned my
open mouth to the door to show my mother my mouthful of cum.  I jacked off
and licked up my cum, after which my mother retreated.

My friend had received what he came for, but I had received much more –
his load – my load and my mother as an audience!

After he left I put on my shorts and went downstairs to find my mother
sitting at the kitchen table with a stiff drink.  I got a coke out of the
'fridge and sat down at the table.  Neither of us spoke for a time.
Finally my mother asked, "Did you enjoy your friend's visit?"

That was a tipping point for me, and I decided to put it all out.  I
replied, "Yes Mom!  Did you enjoy watching me suck his dick?"

There – it was finally out!  She knew I was a fag and I knew that she
knew because I saw her watching me give the blowjob.  I really loved openly
admitting it to my mother!

She said "Actually, yes I did!  But your father must never know about it!
Do you understand?"

I told her that I understood completely but I also enjoyed having her watch
me do it and that I would be leaving the door open from now on.  I told her
that both the kid she had watched me suck off and his pal were both only
there to get blowjobs and I loved doing it.  She said she had been pretty
sure that I was queer but didn't know for sure until that day and that,
yes, she would like to watch me more often.  She said she enjoyed it but
that was something else that my father should never know.  I agreed.

I had achieved all that I hoped for – my mother and I shared the
knowledge that I was queer, she had actually watched me suck cock and she
had talked with me about my being queer and told me that she enjoyed
watching it.  I was in heaven!  I also had a huge erection which had
managed to poke out of my shorts by a good four inches.  It was the first
thing my mother saw when I stood up from the table.  She crooked her finger
for me to come closer which I did.  I was more than a little surprised when
she took my dick into her hand and asked me if I would like to sweeten up
her drink!  I gave her a very puzzled look so she began stroking my hard-on
and took her drink and positioned it so that my jizz would shoot right into
the glass.  My own mother told me to slip my shorts off and then
masturbated me until I shot cum directly into her drink and then she drank
it down!  It was an especially wonderful orgasm, standing there naked in
the kitchen with my mother's hand around my cock, my cum in her glass.

As she set her glass down on the table she said she would probably "milk"
me quite often from then on and that was also something that my father
should never know.  What a glorious day!  Finding out that my own mother
was a "perv" made me like the fact that I was queer even more.  And I liked
the hand-job.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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