Watching Them Grow – Part 1
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I accepted the rum and Diet Coke from Cassie as we sat on the picnic table in her and her husband’s back yard.
Ice clinked about inside the glasses as I raised it up and let her click our drinks together in a toast. I said, “To good friends who don’t mind running around naked in the back yard.”
Cassie laughed before she took a sip. Our sons, Tony and Danny, were running around as naked as the day they were both born, racing through the sprinkler and jumping in and out of the plastic kids’ pool.
When she’d drained her glass, Cassie said, “Who’d have thought they’d be such good friends back when you moved in with my parents when you got kicked out of your mom’s house?”
The way that Cassie said it didn’t bother me. Lauren was my best friend in high school and Cassie was her sister. When my mom went psycho-bitch on me and told me I was dead to her if I didn’t get an abortion, Lauren’s parents let me move in with them. Cassie had already moved out by then – after all, she’s eight years older than me and Lauren. Over time, Cassie and I became even better friends than Lauren and me. With women, pregnancy is the big equalizer, although when I was fifteen and Cassie was twenty-three, I was in awe that she was willing to be my friend, even if we were both pregnant. By the time I was twenty-two and she was thirty, we were best friends.
I savored the sweet taste of rum as I said, “Who’d have thought they’d be born on the same day?”
Cassie shook her head, “I’m just glad that Danny has a best friend like Tony. Your boy is the kindest and sweetest seven-year-old I’ve met. Certainly better behaved than Danny.”
I nearly fell off the table laughing. “Oh, sweetie, he’s got you bamboozled. Tony can be a real handful when I get him home. Sometimes I’m envious that you’ve got Dan to help with things.”
The boys had fallen into the kiddy pool and were wrestling about as Cassie said, “I’m not gonna complain. Dan’s a great provider, working hours I can’t imagine working, but I do most of the child-rearing, Sue.”
I raised my glass to my lips as I said, “That explains why Danny’s always naked.”
Cassie burst out laughing. “Probably the same reason Tony is. Whatever they’ve got on is just going to get dirty. Saves on laundry.”
The boys were laughing and chasing each other around when they got out of the pool. I watched my son playing with his friend. They were a study in contrast. I’d had complications during my pregnancy and Tony was born about a month early. He’d always been short for his age and as he ran away from Danny, you could really see the difference. My Tony was still a few inches shy of four feet, while Danny was tall for his age, topping Tony by more than six inches.
The boys had managed to find the one muddy spot in Cassie’s backyard and, before we knew it, we had two tar-baby boys coming up to us wanting hugs.
I helped Cassie spray them off and we got them inside Cassie’s nice house where we got them into Danny’s bathtub. Cassie went downstairs to refresh her drink while I washed their hair. That done, I closed the door part way and went to the half-bath next to their living room where I passed the rum and Diet Coke.
As I went back upstairs, the boys had gotten quiet. As a single mom, there are few things more dangerous than your kids when you can’t hear them. As I approached the bathroom door, which I’d left ajar, I heard Danny’s little voice, “Now you touch mine.”
Then, I heard Tony’s smooth, soprano voice, “Oh, wow, it got big.”
I wished I had another drink as I listened to my son and his friend. My first inclination was to burst into the bathroom and demand to know what they were doing. But even as the thought ran through my mind, I recalled playing doctor and nurse when I was around the same age. Their curiosity was normal. Also, Cassie had a pretty relaxed view about what Danny wore. I should know. I didn’t make a big deal out of what Tony wore around our apartment, either.
In the end, I slipped back downstairs and got that second rum and Diet Coke from Cassie. I told her what I’d overheard and she giggled. “God, Danny’s like that. He’ll play with his little peter sometimes as though nobody’s watching.”
I took a gulp of my drink, sips be damned. I was still trying to put the boys’ conversation behind me, when Cassie said, “You know I bet that they’ll be fooling around with each other before too much longer.”
I definitely didn’t want to think about that. I drained my drink and said, “How about another?”
***
“Now, look, just because school’s out and summer is here is no reason to act like a couple of little Indians,” I said as I picked up the clothes Tony and Danny had strewn on the floor between my son’s bedroom and the bathroom.
As I stood in the bathroom door, I shook my head as the little heathens threw an arm around the other’s shoulder and stood there in front of the bathtub that was filling with water, giving me their shit-eating-grins.
Of course, I’m partial, but Tony looked so cute, with his brown hair and puppy-dog brown eyes, smiling up at me. Of course, the only thing he was wearing right then was that adorable smile. He’d finally broke the four-foot mark this year. You probably want to hear that moms only look at their sons from the waist up, but the truth is we notice all of our boy, even if we’d never admit it. He was cute from the top of his brown locks to the bottom of his bare feet. Standing there, his little boyhood hung soft from between his legs, above his little nutsack that was nestled tight against his body.
Sure, I’m partial to Tony, but Danny was going to be a lady-killer sooner rather than later. Already seven inches taller than my boy, I swear the boy was already sporting a sexy six-pack and a delectable V. For a moment, I felt sorry for my Tony, Danny’s little penis was twice as long as my boy’s, but to see the two of them standing side by side, they didn’t have a care in the world.
I said, “Alright you two, quit flashing your stuff and get your shower.”
I emptied the dishwasher as the boys got cleaned up. When I turned the light off in the kitchen, I headed back to check on them. I could hear Danny talking as I returned to the bathroom door.
“Ant, check my dick out.”
Tony said, “Wow, dude, that’s gotta be more than three inches. Dang.”
“Yeah. It’s kinda weird but Mom calls me her little stud-muffin.”
“Stud-muffin? That’s silly. Why?”
I strained to hear as Danny’s voice fell, “I think she thinks I’m big. Well, for my age.”
Tony said, “Did you ever get Tonya to kiss you before school got out?”
“No. I decided that I wanna get Penny to kiss me when we’re in the fifth grade. Do you have your eye on any girl?”
Tony giggled, “No, they’re gross.”
Danny said, “All of them? I saw you kiss your mom when she came in to your room last time.”
“That’s different. She’s, um, Mom.”
Danny giggled, “You’re lucky, Ant. Your mom’s really pretty. I wished she’d kiss me like that.”
I couldn’t hear Tony’s response. Of course, tongues sticking out don’t make any noise.
I backed away from the door and raised my voice, “You monsters finished in there? It’s bedtime.”
The boys came out still naked as jay-birds. I swatted at least one cute bubble butt as they raced to Tony’s bedroom. I gave them a few minutes and when I came in, they were wrestling on the floor. My timing must have been perfect, because as soon as I walked in, Tony did a flip off of Danny. His heel hit the wall. He howled with pain as he landed.
I hurried over and grabbed his leg as he lay against the wall. “Are you alright, baby?”
He grabbed the bottom of his foot as tears seeped from his eyes. Gingerly, I took it in my hand and felt his heel. I was out of my element. I was ready to grab him and carry him naked to the emergency room, when he wiped the tears away, “Yeah, I don’t think anything’s broken.”
Danny said, “I dunno, dude. You broke the wall.”
I glanced up at the wall and Tony’s heel had put a nice little hole there. I got up and looked at the hole. When I put my finger into the hole, a bit of sheetrock fell in. The apartment I rented wasn’t much to look at, and the managers cut corners whenever they could get away with it. My closet wasn’t finished out with sheetrock. I could see the light through the open door to my closet.
I wasn’t getting along with my apartment managers at that time and I didn’t want for them to up my rent. I clicked my tongue and said, “Well, at least you’re okay, Ant. Why don’t the two of you get on to bed?”
They crawled under the covers and I turned the light out. I crossed over to the bed and leaned over and gave Tony a quick peck on the lips like I’ve done a thousand times before. He giggled, “Aww, Mom, really?”
Then, on a whim, I leaned over Danny and gave him an even quicker peck on the lips.
Before I closed the door, I said, “Alright you two, get on to sleep.”
***
I looked into the empty wine glass as I heard Tony and Danny getting out of the shower. I was pretty tired, having worked a double shift at the restaurant where I waitressed. What had I been thinking to let the boys have a sleep-over? With a silent sigh, I knew a second glass wouldn’t taste as good as the one I’d just finished. Still, I’d prefer if they didn’t stay up too late.
I got up from the couch and headed over to the bathroom. I could hear Danny, “Dude. I swear, I did kiss Mindy Brown on the last day of school.”
Tony said, “Yeah, right. I didn’t see you do it. Anyway, why Mindy? I thought you liked Denise.”
The boys had just finished the fifth grade. God, how they were growing up so fast.
Danny lowered his voice, “Yeah, but Denise doesn’t have any tits. Mindy, though, she’s got some nice ones.”
Tony said, “Yeah. I guess. But did she let you touch them?”
“Well, ah, yeah- No. I wish though. Would you kiss Mindy if she let you?”
Tony said, “If she looked at me twice, it would only be to scrape me off her shoe. Why would she look at one of the shortest guys in the fifth grade when she’s got guys like you throwing themselves at her?”
I heard the handle turn on the bathroom door and I moved back into the living room. Tony came out first. My heart ached to hear him complain about how the girls looked at him. And it was completely unjustified. He’d grown a couple of more inches now and was almost four and a half feet tall. And when he smiled, it was bright enough to chase away the shadows. At least that’s how I saw it. Like his height, which would eventually catch up, his soft boyhood was still playing catchup. But I knew he’d eventually get there. Every mother understands that about her sons.
As Danny walked past me, I noticed that not even eleven yet and he was only an inch shorter than me. Of course, I’m only five-one. I also noticed that he was above average in other ways. I wasn’t sure that he wasn’t chubbing. But I only saw it for a moment before the boys disappeared into Tony’s room.
Ready to retire to my own bed, I followed them into my son’s bedroom. They were climbing into bed.
I came over and sat on the edge of the bed, “Alright you urchins, keep the noise down. I’m tired and could use a good night’s sleep.”
Tony flashed me his lovely smile, “Sure, Mom. We’ll behave.” Then his smile turned mischievous, “Well, we’ll not get caught misbehaving.”
I chuckled, “And that’s why I love you, kiddo. You’re honest to a fault.”
Tony was on the other side of Danny, so I leaned across and gave my baby a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. I knew one day soon would come when he’d not want me to do that.
Danny gave me a silly grin, “Don’t I get one, too?”
I tousled his blonde hair, and leaned down and kissed him. He caught me by surprise. He kissed me back. It lasted longer than I intended. And as I headed over to the door, I wasn’t sure what I thought of it. Danny has always been an affectionate kid. This felt like something more. Before I left, I noticed he had a bulge under the covers where I knew his boyhood was covered. Did he have an erection?
I closed the door, “Keep it down, guys. Don’t forget to turn out the light before going to sleep.”
Back in my room I couldn’t get Danny’s behavior out of my mind. Had he tried to get a real kiss out of me? Was he really erect? I knew I needed to rest, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that Danny was leaving Tony behind when it came to certain developmental issues. And that led me to wonder what the two of them were talking about.
Before I could decide if I should do something, I found myself opening my closet. There was still a little hole in the wall, unpatched after a year. I knew I shouldn’t, but propelled by a curiosity I couldn’t shake, as quietly as I could, I closed the door and knelt down and looked through the hole.
I got the shock of my life as I saw the boys laying on the bed. The covers were pushed down. Danny’s little dick wasn’t quite so little now. He had a four-inch boner. For a boy still shy of eleven, I was impressed. It’s what he was doing that took away my breath. He was jacking off with one hand while touching Tony’s little boyhood with the other.
He said, “Just think of Mindy, Ant. That’ll get you hard.”
Tony said, “Wow, just keep touching me like that and I’ll have a stiffy real quick.”
My first inclination was to get up from my hiding spot and burst into Tony’s room and demand to know what the hell was going on. The moment passed, though, as I remembered some of my early escapades with a girlfriend from junior high. I had only been a year or so older than the boys were. I settled back on my knees. What they were doing is as old as time itself. Overreacting wasn’t going to make things better.
Without even realizing it, while I Watched Danny’s hand slide up and down on his own boyhood and seeing him pleasure Tony, my hand had slipped into my panties where my finger found my swollen clit. God, my panties were wet.
Tony said, “Do me faster, Danny. I like the way this tickles my thing.”
Danny giggled, “Thing? You mean your dick? We’re almost eleven, man. Practically men.”
Even as I fingered myself, I didn’t think of Tony or Danny as men. Their high-pitched voices were still angelic and boyish to my ears.
Danny continued, “Oh, yeah. God, I love this feeling. Here, watch this, Ant. This is what men do!”
My eyes zeroed in on Danny’s dick as his hand flew up and down and his breathing became faster and more labored. I barely managed to not jump back when I saw him shoot clear fluid from his dick. The first glob landed on his chest and the next landed on his belly. When he pulled his hand away from his raging hardon, I could see a little bit on his hand, too.
The boy was almost giddy, “Oh, shit, that was incredible, man.”
I nearly came when he stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked his spunk off. My fingers were sending a riot of pleasure pulsing through me as Tony said, “Isn’t that gross? What’s it taste like?”
Danny shrugged as he wiped his finger across his chest and pushed it toward Tony’s mouth. “Doesn’t taste like much. There’s a bit of something sweet about it, though.”
I bit my lip as Tony opened his mouth and let his best friend stick his cum-covered finger inside. My body shuddered as I came. My orgasm was so hard I barely heard Tony say, “It is kinda sweet.”
Then, Tony leaned in to Danny’s stomach and licked off the rest of the other boy’s cum. I was flabbergasted even as my hips twisted, and I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, as I came again.
“Damn, dude, that felt good,” Danny said when Tony finished.
My son just grinned up at his bigger friend and said, “I like it.”
Danny’s hand went back to Tony’s little boyhood and I kept fingering my battered box as the bigger boy used his thumb and forefinger to masturbate my son. Tony wasn’t as quiet as Danny had been as his breathing picked up.
“Ah, ow, wow!” Tony cried as his hips bucked under Danny’s manipulation. He squirmed as he came, jerking his knees up, gasping and groaning as he had his first cum. Nothing erupted from his little boyhood, but I had no doubt my baby just had his first orgasm.
As Tony lay back on the pillow, he wore a glowing smile. Danny leaned over and said, “This year’s going to be a lot of fun.”
Then he leaned in and kissed Tony on the lips.
Danny got out of bed and turned off the lights, throwing the room into darkness. I’d closed the door to the closet so at least no light from my room would give me away. When he got back to bed and climbed in with Tony, I heard what sounded like another kiss.
I moved like a ghost as I quickly crawled out of the closet and closed the door. I turned off the light in my bedroom, made sure I closed the door, and went and laid on my bed. I had been exhausted before, but now my heart fluttered as my mind replayed what I’d just watched. When I closed my eyes, the first thing I saw was Danny’s four inches. I blinked and saw Tony’s gorgeous boyhood. Fully erect, he was a bit larger than half the size of his bigger friend.
I groaned as I realized I thought of my ten-year-old son’s boyhood was gorgeous, but as I tried to squeeze the images out of my mind, it only seemed to burn them deeper. I took a ragged but deep breath as I whispered to myself, “Get a grip on it, Sue. This isn’t a big deal.”
After all, most moms see their boys naked. And we’re predisposed toward them. We think they’re the cutest and best thing God created. When my breathing slowed, I told myself, seeing my boy’s erection was perfectly normal. After all, I’m sure that Cassie has seen the little monster between Danny’s legs. It’s perfectly normal. And if I see their erections again, no big deal.
As my exhaustion started to burn through the hormones that had kept me on edge, I made a deal with myself. There was nothing wrong with enjoying looking at Tony or even Danny’s body. That was completely normal. In exchange for giving myself permission to look, I made a vow that I’d avoid spying on them through the hole in Tony’s wall.
Content with my bargain, I soon fell asleep.
End of part 1