Parent and Child

Watching Them Grow – Part 1
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The air under the covers grew chilled as I felt Tony climb into my bed. He lay his head next to mine, “I miss Danny.”

I gave him a short kiss, “Me, too, Ant. They’ll be back after the Christmas break, though.”

He sighed, “I know. Just missing him.”

Danny and his parents had left a few days before Christmas and weren’t planning on being back before the first week in January. Gotta love private school. If I were to try that with Tony, the school district would be sending truant officers around or calling Child Welfare on me.

Still, I felt his pain. Tonight was New Years’ Eve, and I knew he wanted nothing more than to spend it with his boyfriend. I couldn’t blame him. I missed my occasional lover, too. Since Danny had left on vacation, Tony had retreated into his little shell. I’d tried TV and movies. I’d tried talking to him and even taking him out to eat at one of his favorite restaurants, but he’d remained in his funk.

He was so completely head-over-heels in love with Danny that about the only time he and I got to do anything together was when Danny was with us. So, yeah. I missed Danny, too.

Despite the holiday, I’d gone to bed early, after Tony had told me he was going to bed. So, I was a trifle surprised to feel him climb into bed with me. I really hadn’t gone to sleep yet – after all, according to my alarm clock, it was still a couple of hours from midnight.

“You come in here to celebrate New Year’s Eve with me?” I said as I found one of his ribs and tickled it.

He ignored my fingers and moved closer to me, “Is that okay?”

I rolled onto my side and wrapped my arm around him, pulling him against me. “Better than okay, Ant.”

I felt his naked body against me. Even felt his soft noodle against my belly. I added, “I see you’re wearing your sexiest uniform tonight.”

Tony giggled as he wrapped his arms around my back. “You like?”

I tilted his head up and brought my lips toward his. My lips brushed his as he licked his lips. My tongue darted out and ran along his soft, moist lips. He inched his head toward mine and responded to the kiss by pressing hard against me. I opened my eyes and saw a couple of tears roll down his cheek, and I tenderly kissed them away.

While Tony ended the kiss, it was the longest kiss we’d shared since Halloween. His head rested on my breast, which was covered only by a thin T-shirt. Despite his tears, when he looked in my eyes, he smiled. “Mom, I can hear your heartbeat. It’s fast.”

I rubbed my hand through his brown hair and said, “That’s because I’ve missed getting to spend time with you like this.”

He flashed a grin. “Like what?”

I reached between us and gently took hold of his three-inch boyhood. “Like this, my love.”

It wasn’t long before his erection poked against me. I wasn’t sure what he wanted from me, but I was eager to see where things went. As I sat up, he repositioned himself in my lap, still facing me. I put my hands up and said, “You want to help me with my shirt? It’s getting in the way.”

Tony giggled, but he seemed happy to grab the T-shirt by the hem and pull it off me. His eyes were just above my nipples, and as I pushed my chest out, he opened his mouth and let me push a nipple into it. He slurped as his tongue jabbed at my hard tit.

After a bit, I pushed Tony off my lap and pounced on his little dick, taking him in my mouth. While I knew he preferred Danny’s blowjobs, I think that had more to do with his feelings for the other boy than how good I could make him feel. Still, I wished I was his first choice when he needed his dick sucked.

I know, I’m weird. Given a choice between Danny’s five inches, complete with his tasty, gooey seed and Tony’s little three-inches of dry cums, I wanted Tony. I never felt closer to my baby boy than when I put his boyhood in my mouth. I knew it wouldn’t last forever, but taking all of him in my mouth without him hitting my throat was something I enjoyed. By the time he’s big enough for my throat, I’d take it like a pro. I was already getting better at taking Danny’s growing cock down my throat.

I created as much saliva as I could manage and swirled it around Tony’s dick with my tongue. After a few minutes, my boy squirmed under my mouth as he moaned. Apart from moaning and grabbing my head, Tony let his orgasm wash over him in silence. When he stopped twitching and spasming, I pulled up and looked him in the face. While a few tears streaked down his face, his lips curved into a big smile.

Returning to my pillow, I settled beside my son as he relaxed. After a few minutes, he propped himself up on his elbow and kissed me. My heart fluttered as he pushed into my mouth and explored with his tongue. When he lay back on the pillow we shared, he said, “I needed that, Mom.”

I wrapped my arms around him and just cuddled with him, “Me, too, Ant. I’m always here to help you any way I can.”

Cuddled up inside my arms, Tony’s face pressed to my chest, and I bit back a giggle as he took one of my nipples in his mouth. I hoped he was far from done. Maybe we could ring in the new year with a lot more than just a blowjob.

After a little while, Tony looked up at me, “Could you…”

I wondered what he wanted that would turn his face red. “Yes?”

“I, uh, wondered if you could, ah, put your finger in my butt?”

I couldn’t keep a giggle from slipping out. “Oh, baby, you really do miss Danny.”

He gave me a sad smile, “Yeah. I feel so alive when I feel him in me. I love him so much.”

I tousled his hair, “Let’s see if we can’t do something for you.”

As we untangled ourselves from cuddling, he knew the routine. Pulling his legs up to his chest, he exposed his puckered sphincter to me. I leaned over the bed and grabbed my “novelty” box from below. Setting it at the foot of the bed, I found the lube and applied some to Tony’s ass and a bit more to my finger. Compared to the first time, my finger slid in with little resistance.

I slid my digit back and forth. Since the first time, I’d read up on anal sex, and now I had an idea of what made Tony go wild. I bent my finger, rubbing it against the front of his rectum. My finger was long enough, if just, to touch the skin next to his immature prostate. He shivered as I massaged him. Danny might enjoy fucking Tony, but he was mostly interested in getting his rocks off. The idea of what brought Tony the most incredible pleasure was barely on his radar.

After a couple of minutes, Tony was moving his butt against my finger. He was hungry for more than what my finger could do. That gave me an idea. I pulled my novelty box over to me. Below my vibrator I had a modestly sized dildo a bit thicker and longer than Danny.

I showed it to Tony, “You wanna try this?”

His eyes grew round at the sight of the silicon toy. His hand touched it. “It looks like a dick.”

I nodded, “Yeah. You’re not the only one in the house who likes to get fucked. Before Danny started to help with that, I used this.”

He sat up. “How’s it work?”

My heart fluttered as I said, “You want to see me use it?”

With a nod from his head, I slipped my panties off, tossing them on top of the T-shirt. It was my turn to spread my legs as Tony sat on his knees between my legs. I was already wet, but I still put just a little bit of lube on the flared silicone head. I pushed the dildo into my pussy.

Tony moved closer until his face was just a few inches away from me. I pulled the dildo back and forth and felt a mild wave of pleasure wash over me. I pulled it out and said, “Make your mom happy, Tony. Please put your finger in there.”

In all the sex games we’d played with Danny, Tony had never touched me below the waist. I shivered as his little index finger slipped inside. I had him sliding it back and forth as I rubbed on my clit. When he pulled out, he said, “That’s cool. Does it feel good?”

I nodded, “Yeah. I like your finger in me.”

He pushed his face closer and used his hand to spread my labia open. He said, “Does it feel better when Danny sticks it in you?”

I smiled at how he’d said it. “You mean when he fucks me?”

Tony colored a bit, “Yeah.”

“I like feeling Danny in me.”

Tony seemed to deflate, “Yeah, me too. I wish I were bigger, though.”

I reached out and fondled him. “I think you’re just right, love.”

He pulled on his dick, stretching it out, “Still, if I were big like Danny or like your toy, then I could make you feel as good as they do.”

I was flabbergasted. For the past few months, I’d been convinced that Tony simply wasn’t interested in me. I wasn’t sure if that was because he was gay or if he just couldn’t see doing something with the person who gave him life.

When I found my voice, I said, “Oh, Ant, do you really want to make me feel good like that?”

After he nodded, I said, “Put your dick where your finger was.”

Even as he moved and put his boyhood only a few inches away from me, he said, “You sure? I’m small.”

I flashed a grin, “Let me be the judge, Ant.”

With that, he carefully put his thin boyhood against my pussy and pushed. Yes, he’s smaller than Danny by a wide margin, but when his mushroom slid against my pussy walls, I felt something I’d not felt in a very long time. I felt whole.

He was in as deep as he could manage. I’d never realized until this moment that my life had been incomplete, missing something important. But as I flexed my muscles and felt more clearly his boyhood trapped inside me, Tony did for me something that Danny would never be able to do. He completed me.

In a jagged voice, I said, “Yeah, Ant. That’s right. Now, move in and out.”

Leaning over my chest, his little hips rocked against me. Every time he moved, my clit rubbed against the base of his dick and his pubic bone. It’s true, he didn’t fill me up like Danny had, but Tony was proof that it’s not the size of the boat that matters. My breathing grew ragged with each thrust.

I pushed my face to Tony’s and kissed him even as I felt myself rushing toward my climax. “AH!” I cried out as I shook under him. God bless the boy. He kept rocking in and out, rubbing my clit, drawing my orgasm out. Unlike Danny, who gradually slowed down until he stopped, Tony was thrusting in and out with wild abandon, until he hit his own wall and simply collapsed against my chest, his heart pumping a mile a minute.

Wrapping my arms around him, I held Tony. I felt a moment of loss when his boyhood slipped out of me. But only a moment. A warm glow radiated from my center, as I rejoiced. Danny never expressed an interest in taking Tony’s dick in his butt. Anytime my son had suggested anything like it, his friend had suggested other ways of getting off. So, as my son lay against my chest, I was his first fuck. And I’d never felt better.

Where were the guilt and shame? It eroded away over the past year. Each time I saw the boys’ sex play, every time I’d sucked one of their cocks, and every time Danny had fucked me, those had all brought me to this point. Making love to Tony felt natural, something to celebrate, not to feel shame about. And as he lay against me, I felt his love for me.

When he eventually stirred, Tony’s smile was lazy and bright, “You didn’t cry out like that for Danny.”

A giggle burst from my lips, “Oh, baby, Danny never made me feel like that when he fucked me. You blew me away, Ant.”

His smile widened. “I’ve wondered what it feels like to be on top, like Danny always is.”

I stroked his back. “How’d you like it?”

“Almost as much as I like being fucked,” he said.

I glanced at the alarm clock. The numbers changed from 11:59 to 12:00. I said, “Happy New Year, Ant.”

He leaned his face up to mine, “Happy New Year, Mom.”

We rang in the new year with a kiss. A few minutes later, Tony fell asleep. I wasn’t far behind him.

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I was tired as I pulled into the wrap-around drive over at Cassie and Dan’s. It was late, I’d worked a double shift, but at least I’d cleared some good tips. The Sunday lunch crowd was usually full of good-tippers.

I’d have let Tony spend the night, but he had school the next day. When I got to the door, Tony and Danny were already there. The last nine months have been good to both of my little lovers.

A few months past twelve, Danny was now as tall as Cassie, just a couple of inches shy of five and a half feet. While his face was undoubtedly more teenagery than it had been at the beginning of the year, I could still see the remnants of his childhood etched in his lips and eyes. Tony had finally broken the four-and-a-half-foot mark by his twelfth birthday. He’d picked up at least another inch since then. I suspected he was about to enter a growth spurt, at last.

Their familiar smiling faces were gone. Both boys were crying. Tony fell into my arms as he wailed, “They’re moving!”

My face sagged. That was terrible news. Hopefully, they weren’t moving so far away that Tony and Danny wouldn’t still be able to hang out together.

Danny was only a step behind. He wrapped his arms around Tony and me. Through sobs, he said, “Dad’s got a new job in Washington.”

I cried, “That’s half-way across the country!”

Cassie came to the door. “Alright, guys, let Sue come on it. No point in letting the cold air out.”

I followed Cassie into the kitchen, where she handed me rum and Diet Coke. “Here, drink this. It might not make you feel better, but it’s not going to hurt.”

We sat at the dinner table. I could see that my best friend had already had a couple of drinks before I arrived. She said, “Yeah. Dan got offered a job making a lot more money than what he’s making here in the metroplex.”

I took a long gulp, letting the rum burn my throat before asking, “What’s he going to be doing?”

“He’s going to be the chief accountant for a law firm that represents clients with the IRS.”

I knew Dan was an accountant, knew he made damn good money. I could only imagine the kind of money that they’d offered to get him to relocate a couple of thousand miles.

“When?” I asked.

Cassie eyed the ice cubes in her own glass, “He starts in a few weeks. We’ll join him once the house sells.”

I shook my head in disbelief. “Holy shit, Cass.”

Cassie reached across the table and took my hand, “Sue, I’m going to miss you. With the long hours that Dan works, I’m not going to have any friends.”

I offered a lopsided smile. “I’ll only be a phone call away. And at least you’ll have Danny.”

A ghost of a smile crossed her features. “That’s true. He’s good at making me feel better.”

Since the day that Danny had inadvertently let slip that Cassie sometimes still bathed him, he’d remained cryptic about how much further he and Cassie had taken things. Looking at that mysterious smile, I had a hunch the two of them had gone all the way. But who am I to judge?

I drained the last of the drink and felt it having the desired effect on me. “Hold him close, girl. This is going to be really hard on Ant. He absolutely adores Danny. It’ll probably take me a month after you guys have moved to get him back into his own bed.”

Cassie got up and brought the bottle of rum and the two-liter of Diet Coke to the table. She refreshed our drinks, “God, I can’t imagine how hard it’s going to be on the boys. Danny positively loves Tony.”

There was no way that Cassie couldn’t have known about the boys’ sexual escapades. I didn’t think they were careful enough when they spent the night over here to hide it from Cassie. Of course, I’ve known Cassie long enough to know she would think their sex play was cute and something most pre-teen boys did to one degree or another.

I nodded as I took a sip, “They’re so cute together.”

“I know. Maybe we can fly you guys out at Christmas and have you spend some time with us,” Cassie offered.

No matter how good you are, when you’re a waitress, you’re always replaceable. And I prided myself. I was damn good. Made decent money for not having graduated from high school. Having a baby when you’re still a kid yourself kind of does that to you. I didn’t think a trip would be possible. Still, I smiled, “That would be fun.”

What more could we say? We found the boys cuddled up with each other on the couch, watching some lame-ass comedy. I know I needed to get home. It was starting to get late, and I really needed to make sure that Tony was ready for school in the morning. But that second drink gave me pause, so I settled onto the couch next to Tony while Cassie settled in next to Danny. Dan was still in Washington, looking for a place for them to stay.

Even though the boys cuddled together, I was able to put my arms around Tony and pull myself against him. Shame the boy was clothed. But we really needed to leave once the drink had worn off.

Cassie’s arms encased Danny, too. She was just as close to her boy as I was to mine. After a few minutes, Danny shifted around and kissed his mom on the lips. I was stunned when she opened her mouth and frenched him back.

I glanced down at Tony, gauging his reaction. His eyes must have been as round as mine. When the kiss ended, Cassie ran her hand up the inside of her son’s shirt, where I could see her massaging his chest.

Cassie broke the stunned silence. “Danny’s a good boy and has really helped me deal with this.”

The larger boy didn’t move away from Tony, but he did lean back against his mom, his head resting between her breasts. “Aww, you’re embarrassing me, Mom.”

Perhaps he was embarrassed. Twelve-year-old-boys certainly get embarrassed quickly. But the way he glanced back up at her left no doubt in my mind that the kiss they just shared was hardly the only way they’ve been expressing their love.

I wasn’t sure how Tony felt about their affection; after all, he was very possessive of Danny. Still, I rubbed his chest and held him close. He glanced back at me and gave me a sad smile. I kissed him on the cheek as he whispered in my ear, “Thanks, Mom.”

He shifted enough that he could kiss me back, and as I offered him my cheek, Tony took my face in his hand and turned it until he kissed me on the lips.

I don’t know why I’d wanted to hide how I feel about Tony from Cassie, but Tony’s warm kiss told me that at that moment, he needed my comfort as much as he needed anything else.

As our kiss ended, I saw Danny’s hand up Cassie’s shirt and saw it moving over her ample breasts. Had they forgotten we were next to them on the couch?

In response, Cassie pulled Danny’s shirt off. Summer had only just passed, and his tan hadn’t faded even a bit. While he didn’t work out, he swam a lot in the backyard pool. His abs were well defined, and he looked as sexy as ever. I felt wet as Cassie’s hands roamed across his chest.

Tony took my hands and slid them under his shirt. I didn’t hesitate to massage his chest, even while thinking how late it was, and I needed to be the responsible one so that Tony didn’t miss school.

My breath caught in my throat as Cassie’s hands pushed below the elastic band on Danny’s shorts. There was no surprise in the boy’s face as he shoved his pelvis forward. I guess she wasn’t joking earlier when she’d told me that Danny was good at making her feel better.

Cassie looked over at us, a lusty smile on her face, “Stay the night, Sue. I don’t want Danny and me to be alone. I’ll make sure you get Tony to school in the morning.”

Tony nodded, “Please, Mom?”

It wasn’t the pleading that crumbled my resolve. Danny reached across and slid his hand under my shirt as Tony did the same. As they both touched my breasts, I nodded, “Okay.”

I pulled off my work-blouse and my bra and let the boys play with my erect nipples, while Cassie looked on. When I looked at her, she was practically drooling, the lust in her eyes impossible to miss. But it was when Danny leaned over and took one of my nipples in his mouth that Cassie finally moved off the couch and pulled her son’s shorts and underwear off.

Nature had continued to bless Danny. He’s almost six inches fully erect. Which he was. At the base of his dick, his pubes were thick and curled. The further out they spread, they became sparse, short, and straight. Cassie took it in her hand with practiced ease.

With my tits in the mouths of two willing boys, I said, “Looks like you know what to do with that.”

Cassie giggled and revealed she knew more than I’d expected. “Danny has his needs. And when Tony’s not around to keep him pleasured, I couldn’t let him throw out all that delicious cum.”

To prove her point, Cassie bent over and took her son’s cock into her mouth. Danny leaned back against the couch and lost himself in his oblivion. With a bit of help from me, Tony soon joined Danny in the buff and started trying to get me out of my skirt. What did it matter if Cassie saw me naked? I pulled my panties off and got Tony to stand on the couch so I could suck his growing cock.

While puberty had obviously hit Danny over the past year, Tony was still waiting for it to make an appearance. I didn’t think he’d have too much longer to wait. His boyhood had gotten a bit longer, almost four inches, and even though his nuts still rested tight inside his snug scrotum, he was a little thicker around, too.

I groaned through Tony’s boyhood as it brushed against my tonsils. That’s another thing. After the past year, I had won the war against my gag reflex. I could even take Danny all the way into my throat.

I put my hands on Tony’s butt as I bobbed my head against his pubic area. He rewarded me with a guttural grunt. I knew he’d rather be sucking on Danny’s cock or have the bigger boy’s dick shoved deep inside, but Cassie had pulled all of Danny’s focus to where her lips and his cock met.

A few minutes later, Danny cried, “Agh, Mom, I’m AHHH, cumming!”

It was fun watching his butt jerking around on the couch as Cassie’s hair covered her face and the boy’s cock. Finally, Cassie leaned back. A white strand of cum ran from the corner of her mouth to her chin. I might have said something about it, except I could feel Tony tensing as he approached his cum. Sometimes, he could be loud when his dick tried to shoot what his body didn’t make. Other times, he’d let the orgasm wash over him like water. This was the latter. He leaned his head back as his butt jerked and contorted under my hands. His dick kicked in my mouth several times. He only withdrew it after the last twitch.

I was taken aback when Cassie leaned over and kissed me on the lips. The familiar taste of Danny was on her lips. I’m not sure if I would have kissed her back otherwise, but Danny’s salty spunk aroused me, and I opened my mouth for her tongue as we drew out the kiss.

When we finally ended it, both boys were staring agape at us. Danny summed it up, “That was fucking hot!”

Cassie’s been my friend for more than a dozen years. And in all that time, I’ve never once thought of her as a sexual partner. I loved her like a sister. I don’t know that the kiss changed how I saw her. Still, you can’t imagine what went through my mind as Tony backed off to give her room as she kissed my neck and then my chest until she started lapping at my nipple. God, my nipple had been hard before, but I let out a yelp of pleasure as she sucked on it. When she lifted her head, she said, “Fuck, Sue, I don’t know what’s come over me, but fuck if I can stop.”

To prove her point, her lips and tongue gave my skin a good washing as she moved down past my belly button, down to my shaved pussy. When her tongue touched my clit I screamed, “Oh, fuck!”

I was thrashing my head one way and then the other as she plunged her tongue into my pussy. God, only another woman truly understands our needs, and her tongue knew what it was about. Within a couple of minutes, I was shaking under her as I came.

When I opened my eyes, Cassie was finally joining the rest of us, taking off her clothes and sitting beside me. Danny and Tony were lying side by side on the other end of the couch, slurping and sucking each other in a sixty-nine position.

Cassie leaned against me, our boobs touching, “They look so fucking hot, sucking each other like that.”

I nodded. “Yeah. When did you find out they were an item?”

“I had my suspicions just before they started the sixth grade. You?”

I nodded, “They’d just finished the fifth grade when I caught them jacking each other off.”

Cassie dug her elbow into my rib. “You bad girl, holding out on me.”

If she only knew. I asked, “Have you had sex with Danny yet?”

She flushed and nodded, “Yeah. I was bathing him a few months ago. I was jacking him off and telling him how handsome and big he looked. He kissed me, and before I knew it, he took me back to his bedroom, and we made love.”

“Now, who’s the bad girl?” I giggled. “Does Dan know?”

She shook her head, “God, no. I don’t know what he’d do if he found out. But he works such long hours, and I know he does it for Danny and me. I know it’s wrong, but having sex with my boy is almost like having sex with Dan.”

Danny was thrashing on the sofa cushion and moaning through a mouth full of Tony’s boyhood. I nudged Cassie, “Watch, I think they’re close.”

Sure enough, her boy groaned as he shot his load of cum into Tony’s eager mouth. My little Adonis’ mouth had taken the bigger boy’s dick down his throat, and he held on, even as Danny had let my son’s dick fly about near his face as he threw his head back and closed his eyes, riding out his intense cum.

But ever loyal to his friend, once Danny had come down from his high, he latched back onto Tony and sucked at him, with slurping noises that brought a lecherous smile to Cassie’s face, until Tony quivered and spasmed on top of his young lover.

When the alarm went off the next morning, bleary-eyed, I crawled out of bed long enough to call into Tony’s school and tell them that he was sick and wouldn’t be in. Then I dragged myself back to Danny’s bedroom, crawled over Cassie’s still slumbering body, and fell back asleep.

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“Hey, Susan, do you mind if I give your kid a slice of one of the pies? They’re fresh out of the oven.”

I stopped checking my order and looked up at my boss and sent him a grateful smile. I had brought Tony to work because I didn’t have time to take him back home after seeing Cassie and Danny off at the airport. The lunch crowd hadn’t come close to filling all the tables, so my boss, Jerry, had let me park my boy at one of the two-tops, where he played a game on my phone. At least that’s what I thought he’d been doing.

After dropping off the order and refreshing the customers’ drinks, I swung by Tony’s table in the back corner of the restaurant. His face was streaked with tears, and the steaming apple pie remained uneaten. I slid into the seat across from him and took his hand. “Hey baby. You really ought to try Chef Nils’ pie. They’re delicious.”

To prove it, I took a bite and made exaggerated moans of pleasure. Tony glanced up at me from hooded eyes and gave me a little smile. But it must have worked because he picked up the fork and took a bite. In his still childlike voice, he said, “Thanks, Mom.”

My shift ended within an hour, and when I made it back over to Tony, carrying a couple of boxed meals for tonight, he’d made the pie disappear along with an entre that Chef Nils had sent over. “You ready, Ant?”

He slid out of the chair and wiped a tear from his eye. “Yeah.”

I could only imagine how badly he was hurting inside. Watching his boyfriend fly away was likely the worst feeling he’d felt in his twelve-and-a-half-years. I knew he was hurting badly because he slipped his hand into mine before we’d gotten out of the restaurant.

My Tony didn’t have a problem with private displays of affection toward me, no. But public displays? Nope, not happening. Tweens don’t let their moms hold their hands in public. It’s an unwritten rule, and normally, not one they’d dare break.

We were most of the way home when he said, “Mom, why’s it hurt so bad? I feel like my insides have been ripped out.”

I put my hand on his knee and squeezed it gently. “Love’s like that, Tony. Being apart from the people we love is the hardest thing about it.”

He sniffled, “Makes me wish I didn’t love at all.”

I don’t know if I’d ever had my heart broken like Tony felt. Sure, I felt his pain. After all, I’m his mother, and I empathized with how he felt. I didn’t know how to tell him that it would get better. I didn’t know when that would happen. Instead, I said, “Tell me, Ant. What’s one of the things you like best about Danny?”

It wasn’t a long drive back to the house, but as Tony answered my questions, his tears dried. By the time we got home, he said, “When do you think I should call Danny?”

As I put the take-out in the fridge, I said, “Give him a couple of days to get settled.”

Tony collapsed on the couch. “Two days! That’s like forever.”

I came over and sat on him. He squealed as I said, “That’s just until Sunday.”

Tony wrapped his hands around my lap and groaned, “You’re squishing me like a tortilla!”

I put my feet on the couch next to his and slid the rest of my body beside his. “This better?”

His hands were still around my waist. “Yeah. Much.”

I leaned forward and kissed Tony. The past few months had been hard on us. He and Danny had spent as much time together as possible. But my own schedule at work had kept me from enjoying the boys’ company as often as I’d like. Add to it that Cassie had wanted in on our time, and time with Tony had been a precious but limited commodity.

He kissed me back, and before I could push my tongue in, he did it first. I moaned a bit at his kiss. “Ant, I’ve missed this time with you.”

Tony ran his hands along my face. “Me, too, Mom.”

My lips returned to his. This time our kiss was long and slow. There was time enough now that I was alone with my boy. When the kiss ended, Tony’s hand rested on my chest. I looked down and said, “What’d you find, Ant?”

His face flushed as he grinned, “A treasure.”

I kissed him again, “You can open it if you want to.”

Like our kiss, Tony slowly unfastened my work blouse, one button at a time. Then he pushed it over my shoulders, exposing my bra.

He giggled, “There’s a lock on the treasure, Mom.”

I reached behind me and unhooked my top and then slid the straps down my arms.

Tony’s hands touched my bare tits, and then he lowered his mouth and licked my nipples. I moaned as I pulled at his sweater. It didn’t take much for both of us to be bare from the waist up. My hands ran up and down his back while enjoying his touch on my boobs. The last year and a half, mostly spent with Danny with a little bit of fun with me thrown into the mix, gave Tony the confidence he needed to pleasure my tits like a pro.

After making my boobs feel good, Tony reached down and unfastened my skirt. I shivered against him in just my panties. I loved the way his twelve-and-a-half-year-old eyes looked me up and down. In all my twenty-eight years, I’ve never felt more alive and sexier as I did right then.

I reached down between us and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. It was both awkward and funny, the two of us pulling his pants off. But it was worth the effort. He’d gotten rid of his superhero underwear the previous year. Now his boyhood made the white cotton briefs tent.

I knew how empty Tony felt, and I hoped against hope that he wanted me even half as much as I wanted him. I got up from the couch and reached out my hand to him. “There’s more room, baby, on my bed.”

He took my hand, and we retreated to my bed. Before we climbed in, I pulled his underwear down, revealing his four-inch dick. It was beautiful. He’d grown a full inch since the beginning of the year. I took his hands and put them on my panties, and he slowly pulled them off, revealing my smooth pubic area. Over the past few months, I’d bought a laser hair remover off the internet, and as Tony could attest, running his fingers over my pubic mound, it had been effective at removing my hair without the usual stubble from shaving.

“Wow, that’s smooth. It looks good, Mom.”

After a moment, I said, “Glad you like it, Ant. Did it for you.”

Once we climbed onto the bed, I moved my head down to his dick and said, “I’ve been dreaming of this day since before the beginning of the school year.”

Tony didn’t say anything. His nod and smile were enough as I took his mushroom shaped head into my mouth. I relished the feel of his head grazing my throat. Over a hundred times, as he’s grown, I’ve thought that Tony was just perfect. And every time he’s grown, I’ve realized he’s still perfect. No doubt, when he’s sixteen and inches taller than me, I’ll still think he’s perfect. That’s my prerogative as the woman who brought him into the world.

I felt the veins on his dick as I ran my tongue over his shaft. It felt warm and velvety as I started a slow, rhythmic bobbing. Tony moaned as my lip bumped against his smooth, hairless pubic bone. I played with his balls. His nutsack no longer nested hard against the base of his boyhood. His little balls, so small when compared with Danny’s, hung just low enough to tell me that he was on the cusp of adolescence.

I swirled my tongue around his tip as his hips moved under me, and he gripped the bedspread. He moaned, “Ahh, ohh!” as his boyhood grew a bit in my mouth. When he spasmed, something hit my tongue. I lapped around his slit as he shot another dollop in my mouth. There were four little blasts. There was none of the thick, salty taste I’d come to associate with Danny’s cum. No, as I rolled his watery semen over my tongue, he tasted sweet.

When I swallowed, he lifted his head up and, with a dazed expression, said, “I came, Mom. Holy fuck, I actually came!”

I moved up to his face and planted a kiss on his lips, “Yeah, baby. You sure did.”

“How do I taste?”

I opened my lips and gave him my tongue. I wasn’t sure if there was anything left for him to taste, but I felt sexy, plunging my tongue into his eager mouth.

All he said was, “Wow.”

After a few minutes, he pushed his butt into the air. “Can you put your finger in my ass? I really miss Danny’s cock in me.”

I’d been thinking about this moment for a while now. I’d even done some planning. I reached below my bed and brought out my box of sex toys. In addition to the lube, I pulled out a realistic silicon dick and said, “How about I use this?”

Tony’s eyes lit up, “Holy fuck, Mom, that’s awesome! Where’d you get it?”

I smiled. “Online. Now, lean back and open your boy pussy to me.”

I wound up finger-fucking him as I got his insides lubed up. One thing I noticed, his sphincter didn’t feel near as tight as it once had. I inserted the toy slowly. Tony moaned in pleasure as I got six inches into him. While we waiting for him to grow used to it, we kissed and he rubbed on my tits.

When Tony said, “I’m ready,” I took the dildo’s base and slid it almost all the way out before pushing it back in. He shuddered and said, “Yeah, fuck me.”

I kept the tempo up, pushing and pulling with as regular a rhythm as I could muster. Eventually, Tony rewarded me by thrashing about. His boner bobbed and jerked as a few clear drops landed on his belly. Even when he stopped moving, I left the toy in his ass as I leaned over his belly and licked up his immature ejaculate. It tasted just as sweet the second go-around.

When I went to retrieve the sex toy, Tony said, “Can we leave it in a bit longer? It feels really good.”

“Sure,” I said. On some of those lonely nights, I’d arrived home late after my shift, knowing Tony was having fun over at Danny’s, I’d left that particular toy in my vagina long enough to make me sore the next day.

We hugged and kissed for a bit longer until I said, “Seems we’ve taken care of your needs a couple of times. What do you say about helping me with my needs?”

Tony grinned, and his erect boyhood fairly bobbed at the news. “Sure. What do you wanna do?”

Instead of answering, I climbed onto his waist and moved about until I felt his boyhood poke my pussy. I moved about on top of him until he slid into me. My sigh was ragged and uneven as I enjoyed his slender dick inside me. I moved up and down on him, and with each motion, Tony’s dick rubbed against my clit.

After just a few strokes, Tony’s eyes grew wide as he gasped in pleasure. “Oh, fuck, I’m moving against the dildo! Wow.”

I leaned in and kissed him. Count on Tony to find a way to pleasure himself while giving me exactly what I needed.

The muscles in my legs were burning as I started to feel my orgasm approach. Tony’s eyes were screwed closed in ecstasy, but after two recent cums, he was still building toward a third. I felt full and hungry at the same time when my whole body shuddered. “Ah,” I sighed when my entire world was reduced to my pussy and the twelve-year-old cock inside it.

My shaking must have released something in Tony, as his hips spasmed under me. His dick jerked and contorted inside my pussy as he fired off his cum inside me.

I fell on him as we both came off our orgasm. For me, it truly had been the most intense fuck I’d ever had. Tony and I had to have been moving in unison for more than ten minutes before we came. It easily beat Danny’s longest.

I eased the toy out of my son’s ass as he snuggled against me. We both closed our eyes and enjoyed the after-glow of some of the most amazing sex either of us had ever had.

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Tony and I had seen Danny and Cassie off at the airport on the last school day before the Christmas vacation. They talked on the phone several times a week during the holiday, but Tony and I explored and redefined our relationship over those incredible two weeks in a way that helped my boy not miss his best friend and lover as much as he otherwise might.

By the time Tony finished the seventh grade, I had managed to get an entire week off from the restaurant. We flew out to Washington, DC, where Danny and Cassie met us at the airport. We had a great time together. The sex was good, but even Tony admitted later that the spark he’d felt with Danny wasn’t the same anymore.

The boys talked some more over the summer, but by the time Tony was in high school, he and Danny had drifted apart.

But for Tony and me, by the end of his seventh grade Christmas break, we were lovers more than mother and son. Sure, it wasn’t always conventional. Shortly after Danny moved away, I bought a harness to which I attached a dildo. Tony enjoyed me wearing that and fucking him in the ass just as much as I wanted to feel his growing cock in my pussy.

I remember, he had just started the eighth grade while we were showering together, he pointed out his first pubic hair. He was in the ninth grade before he grew taller than me. I think I cried the day his eyes were taller than mine. Despite his delays, he grew up in just the blink of my eyes.

Tomorrow, he graduates from high school. He’ll start college in the fall. I don’t know where his life will take him. He’s dated a bit in high school. I expect he’ll date some more in college. None of the guys he brought home lasted. When I asked him about them, he said none measured up to Danny.

Tony and I have had amazing sex over the years; the best I’ve ever had. I’ve watched him grow up bisexual, so I wasn’t surprised when he told me he likes guys and girls. When I asked him why he hadn’t dated any girls, he said why go for second-best when he’s got perfection at home.

The End

Watching Them Grow – Part 4
Copyright 2023 by Caliboy1991. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
Caliboy1991@protonmail.com

“You’re a lifesaver, you know,” Cassie said as she dished out the lasagna from the restaurant container.

I wiggled my toes as I slipped my soft-soled shoes off. I’d pulled the breakfast and lunch shift today, but was still ten minutes late going to pick up Tony from school. I was tired and I didn’t mind some of the Italian pasta, but made sure to load up on the salad. The last couple of months had revealed to me that my weight wasn’t going to stay down if I didn’t start watching what I ate. Still, as I bit into the cheesy pasta, I was proud of myself. I’d lost almost ten pounds since the start of school.

I pointed my fork at the food, “You know I’m a sucker for food I don’t have to cook. Plus, you’d do the same for me.”

Cassie raised her glass in salute, “True, but giving up an entire weekend to babysit the kids here while we’re out of town is a big ask.”

I took a sip of water, missing the alcoholic drinks Cassie loved to serve. “I’m not at all inconvenienced, Cass. You know that. Danny hardly needs a babysitter anymore. Let’s say that I’m here to make sure the house doesn’t burn down while you and Dan are away.”

My long-time friend said, “I don’t know what you’ve done, Sue, but you’re looking even better than before. I’d like to lose a few pounds, but damned if I’m willing to give up a good bottle of wine or my margaritas.”

I grinned. “I once heard that the body is like a temple. Well, if I don’t take care of it, it’s more likely to turn into the temple of doom.”

Cassie giggled into her glass. “Oh, shit, that’s funny.” She leaned in closer until our heads nearly touched, “When you got here, Danny certainly noticed. He said that you looked sexy!”

I flushed. What with school and work and life, the boys hadn’t been able to spend the night since Labor Day. I missed seeing him naked even though I could never tell my best friend that her son was the sexiest boy I knew. Well, after Tony, of course. I played it safe, “I think he’s taller than me, now. Goodness, how he’s grown.”

Cassie grinned, “Yeah, by next year he’ll be taller than me. And even more handsome than his father.”

I felt my skin flush as she mentioned how attractive she found her boy. I couldn’t argue with her. There was only one boy that I found sexier and more good looking, and he was already playing video games in the living room with her son.

“I thought he was very handsome in his school uniform when we arrived. I bet he’s hitting the girls away with a stick.”

Cassie smiled again, “I’ve found a few notes from girls in with his homework. But he’d rather hang out with Tony and play video games. You know he’s been bugging me since the beginning of school for another sleep-over with Ant. If we let them, those two would be inseparable.”

She took another sip and leaned in even closer, “I really shouldn’t say anything, but I do think he’s got his eye on one girl.”

I looked over the water glass, “Who’s the lucky girl?”

Her voice lowered, “You, silly.”

My eyes arched up. I felt my heart skip a beat. What the hell had that boy said to Cassie? I said, “Really?”

I had to strain to hear her, “Yeah. It’s really quite cute. I found a poem in his room that he wrote about you. It was kind of sweet, if you don’t mind a boy thinking sexy thoughts about you. Also,” she looked around, afraid someone might overhear, “I heard him saying your name when I overheard him jacking off.”

I shook my head. “I had no idea,” I lied.

Cassie put her hand on my arm, “I know, it really is kind of cute. So, don’t be too surprised to find him humping your leg or wagging his dick in your face.”

I kept shaking my head, as I said, “Boys. God help us.” Then I felt something within me stir and against my better judgement, I whispered back, “I’ll try to make sure he’s still a virgin when you and Dan get back.”

Cassie bit her hand as she tried to avoid laughing. “Oh, shit, Sue. God, that’s funny. He’s horny enough that I wonder if I should be more worried about your virtue.”

We heard Dan come in from the office, and so I gave her a shameless smile. “What virtue?”

Cassie and Dan left as twilight set. Dan wanted to get settled in at the hotel a few towns over where they would be attending a work-related event on Saturday. I settled into the couch in the living room where the boys were still playing their video game.

I said, “Well, guys, you fellas want to go trick-or-treating tomorrow night?”

Danny paused the game and turned around, “Hell no. That’s for little kids. We’re too big for that.”

Tony offered a half-smile as he said, “Yeah.” I smiled, knowing that Tony would’ve liked to go out trick-or-treating.

I asked, “What’re you guys going to do tomorrow instead of going trick or treating?”

I saw the look the boys exchanged as they giggled. Danny said, “We thought we’d hang around the house with you. Is that okay?”

I grinned at the two sexy boys. That I’d get to watch them play sexual games for the next couple of days was as close to heaven as I could imagine. I smirked, “That sounds wonderful. Why don’t you boys finish your game. After the day I’ve had, I want to take a bath. After that, maybe the two of you can put on a nice performance for me.”

As I went upstairs, I felt a little naughty that I was really looking forward to the boys’ sex play. But I’d also missed it over the past couple of months. Tony was still his normal naked self when going between the bathroom and the bedroom. And he was definitely my affectionate little boy. But he’d not expressed any interest going beyond our short, lovely kisses. At least he still returned my kisses and I really enjoy that. Is it wrong that I want to elicit the same response from Tony as Danny does? When he’s sporting a boner, I want it to be because he’s thinking of me. Maybe my boy would get involved if Danny comes onto me. A girl can hope.

While I was sorely tempted to leave the bathroom door unlocked, I turned the knob and heard the latch click. A large part of me wanted the boys to come in and see me nude in the bathtub. That could lead to all sorts of fun. But another part reasoned that delaying letting them see me until later would be even more rewarding, especially if Danny and Tony tried to come in and found their way thwarted. Gotta love a little sexual frustration.

I was rinsing off the soap when I heard the door handle jiggle. Bingo! I grinned as I heard the boys whispering. Finally, I heard Tony’s voice, “Mom, just seeing if you need anything.”

There was a flurry of whispering before he added, “Or any help.”

My pussy tingled. Danny was showing some strategy in his attempt to see me. I think he knew I have a special place in my heart for my baby and getting Tony to ask might’ve worked if I wasn’t following my own strategy.

I called out, “That’s sweet of you to ask, Ant. I’ll just be a few more minutes.”

My hand ran to my pubic mound and I damn near moaned as I felt my newly bald pussy. I hadn’t been able to get rid of the image in my mind of Tony seeing my exposed pussy from after Danny fingering me. I kept thinking about Tony’s finger or other parts of him, feeling me up and I wanted my smoothness to match his.

Once I dried off, I grabbed the panties I’d picked out. Looking at them now, I worried I may not be mixing things up enough. They were the same pair from earlier. I just didn’t own any others that were as sexy. The shirt was new. I’d gotten a good deal online. White, like my panties, it was a tank-top exposed from the midriff down. With the weight I’d lost, I looked really good in it, I thought. I twirled around, looking at every angle in the wall-mirror over the sink. I looked better right then than I’d looked before I got pregnant with Tony.

As I unlocked the door, I heard a scrambling on the other side as the boys beat a hasty retreat. By the time I got back downstairs, they were sitting in front of the TV in the living room, unpausing the game they’d been playing earlier.

Tony saw me first and my heart melted as his eyes lit up. I wish I had this effect on him all the time. When Danny looked my way, he dropped the game controller on the carpet as his jaw fell open. That’s when it dawned on me that they were both still dressed in their school clothes.

I took my seat on the couch and said, “I was afraid you guys would start the show without me. And here you aren’t even ready yet.”

They got up and came over, standing shoulder to shoulder, in front of me. Danny said, “We thought you might like to help us undress.”

Tony nodded, “Yeah, like when we were still kids.”

My baby looked so incredibly cute standing there, thinking he wasn’t still my little boy. He was still less than four and a half feet tall, and puberty had yet to wreak havoc on him.

I wanted to lick my lips. How many women get to unwrap two delicious boys? My voice shook with the anticipation as I said, “Sounds fun. Who do I help first?”

Danny looked over at Tony, his voice cracking as he said, “She’s your mom, Ant. If you wanna go first, that’s cool.”

Tony grinned up at his best friend. “Nah. You keep telling me Mom’s so hot, I’ll let you go first.”

Danny flushed, apparently worried that Tony had put his crush out there for me to see. I’d have to be blind to miss it.

I grabbed Danny by the arm and pulled him to just in front of my knees. He looked cute in his private school uniform. He’d already taken his blazer off earlier, along with his shoes and socks. His white oxford shirt, complete with school crest over the heart, needed to go first. I pulled at it, untucking the shirt before I slowly unfastened each button. A little thrill ran through me as his tanned skin came into view. When the last button came undone, I pushed my hands up his torso, all the way to his shoulders as the shirt fell away.

I pulled him forward enough to plant kisses on both of his nipples and was rewarded by how quickly they grew hard under my lips. I reminded myself, just tease for now. So, I turned my focus to his pants. He wore navy-blue slacks and a black dress-belt. I made short work of the belt, tossing it on top of the shirt. Instead of a button, his dress pants had a little hook, which I unhooked before pulling his zipper down. As I tugged on his pants, pulling them down a bit, I saw that just like Tony, Danny preferred briefs. Unlike Tony, who liked various superheroes, Danny’s were a light gray. Had it only been a couple of years since the two of them had Superman and Batman battles in their Underoos?

I pulled Danny’s pants down. He put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself as I helped him remove the pants and add them to the pile behind him. From the moment I began undressing him, I’d noticed his erection, but now that only a thin bit of cotton stood in the way, it was clear he was very happy to see me.

I glanced up at him. His smile was still cute and boyish, even though I could see angular adolescent features beginning to make an appearance on his face. I said, “Ready?”

He nodded as I put my hands at the front of his underwear and pulled the elastic band away from his belly. His dick popped up, pointing toward me. I couldn’t help but gasp at it. While only two months had passed, nature had been busy. I swear he’d grown nearly an inch. He might not be five inches, but he’s damned close.

After pulling his underwear down to his knees, I couldn’t help myself as I put a hand on his pubic bone and ran my fingers over the short, strait blond hairs growing close to the base of his dick. Even his balls looked bigger in their sack.

I wanted more, but had to remind myself, the evening was young and there was no hurry as I added his underwear to the pile. As deliberately as I could, I ran my eyes over the boy’s body before finally saying, “Very nice, Danny. Every time I see you, you’re sexier than the last.”

Without asking, he leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips, “So are you, Susan.”

Tony bumped his butt against Danny now, as he said, “Alright, Danny. My turn.”

As Danny sat down on the couch next to me, I took Tony and pulled him in front of me. While his school had a dress code, it was nothing like the uniforms at Danny’s private school. I pulled on the hem of my boy’s collared shirt and tossed it on top of Danny’s clothes.

Tony’s tanned, smooth skin felt warm and inviting under my hands as I ran them over his chest. Not to leave him out, I leaned in and kissed his nipples, too. Just like Danny’s, they grew hard under my lips. I unbuckled his belt and unfastened his blue jeans and pulled his pants off of him in short order. I wanted, no, I needed to see my baby as nature intended. Still, I reminded myself, not too fast.

He was so sexy in his superhero underwear, standing right in front of me. Even better, his boyhood tented the multicolored fabric, begging for release. When I looked into his sublime brown eyes, he gave me a tentative smile and nodded is permission for me to finish undressing him.

I pulled his underwear down to his ankles. I didn’t want halfway measures. I wanted to gaze at my boy’s nakedness. I’d seen his growth over the past couple of months, but now, staring at his cock, so close to my eyes now, his three inches looked divine. Sure, he wasn’t as big as Danny, but he’d come from me and he was mine. Danny, as beautiful and sexy as he was becoming, would never be mine.

I hadn’t touched him since he and Danny had sucked each other off. All of my earlier determination to hold off crumbled as his little dick pointed toward his belly, just inches away from my face. My fingers ran across his smooth pubic area before encircling his slender tube. From there, I ran my fingers delicately over his tight ballsack, still resting tight under the base of his dick.

Slow down girl, I had to remind myself. Reluctantly, I pulled my hand away and smiled up at him, “More beautiful than ever, Ant. Thanks.”

After giving me another one of those sexy smiles, Tony sat down on the couch next to Danny. I don’t know if that was a signal, but my son had barely sat down before he began kissing his friend’s chest and Danny’s hand reached out and took Tony’s boyhood in his hand.

Did it bother me to watch Tony gobbling up Danny’s cock? A bit, I suppose. When you know you’re head-over-heels in love with someone and they are obsessed with someone else, even someone as delightful as Danny, it can leave a void in you. What can you do but enjoy the moments you have and hope for more?

I ran my right arm around Danny and was able to stretch my fingers out just enough to graze Tony’s back as he bobbed up and down on the bigger boy. After a moment, Danny pulled Tony up and said, “Let me lay down against your mom and you can get between my legs and suck me some more.”

Tony moved back and Danny stretched out on the couch, resting his head in my lap. As soon as the bigger boy was comfortable, Tony stretched out, too, taking up the rest of the couch as he pushed his face into Danny’s crotch. Looking down, I could see Danny’s mouth form an “o” in response to Tony’s sucking. He opened his eyes and smiled back at me.

My crop-top was loose fitting. No doubt Danny was enjoying a view of my lower boobs. I didn’t have long to wait before I felt his hand on my belly, inching up. While he was still blissfully smiling, the boy’s eyes were full of lust. I’m not sure mine weren’t as I nodded to him in approval.

His hand moved upward faster and before I knew it, his fingers were touching the bottom swells of my boobs. I stretched and leaned back, making my crop-top ride up until the bottom of my boobs were exposed. Danny’s fingers moved upward until I felt the tingle of his finger on my nipple.

Danny’s body tensed up and his palm pressed up against my boob as he panted, “Ah, fuck, Ant. Suck me, ah, harder!”

His entire body shuddered even as his hips bucked under Tony’s face as my son latched on with his lips determined to keep every drop of Danny’s nectar for himself.

After he stopped shaking, Danny let out a loud, very content sigh as he started moving his hand about under my shirt. Tony finally sat back up and ran his fingers around his lips. I’m sure he didn’t want anything getting away.

I said, “How’s it taste?”

There was that shy smile I’d seen earlier. It was like he was letting me in on what he experienced with Danny. He said, “Still sweet. But saltier than last time.”

Danny, still fondling my boob, said, “Goddamn, Ant, that was the best yet.”

Tony crawled up Danny’s body until the boys’ dicks were touching. My baby’s head was just below my boob, as he kissed his friend. I could see their cheeks moving as their tongues explored each other. After a couple of moments as I felt myself getting wet down below from the sexiness of it all, Tony pulled back and sat on Danny’s tummy.

By now, both of Danny’s hands had pushed my crop-top up and my boobs were exposed, as his fingers played with my erect nipples. Tony’s eyes were glued to my boobs and I loved it as he drank in the view.

I said, “Come on, baby. You can touch them, too.”

He leaned forward until he was mostly laying atop Danny and reached out until his palm touched my right boob. I thought I had enjoyed Danny’s ministrations – God, he felt good against my tits. But Tony’s touch tingled so much that I thought I’d cum right there. I don’t know if my baby felt it, but right then I felt a connection between me and my boy that ran deeper than when I’d carried him in my womb.

Still, I’m not one to let perfect be the enemy of good. My breasts weren’t going to win any awards for size, but even my wannabe B-cups had enough real estate for both boys to explore.

Danny said, “Ant, why don’t you kiss your mom’s boob?”

Yes! my mind screamed. Tony gave me that lovely smile as he slid off Danny and came around and sat on my left knee. I wrapped one arm around him as he leaned in. He stuck out his tongue as his lips closed in on one of my nipples. When his tongue touched my hard nipple, I got even wetter.

I moaned, “Yeah, Ant, go ahead and suck me, sweetie.”

He opened his mouth and pressed in, putting all of my areola in his mouth as he sucked on my nipple. I closed my eyes. My Tony was sucking on my boob! I suspected that if he had his preference, he’d go down on Danny’s cock, but I’d take this any day.

When he pulled back from my saliva coated tit, I leaned toward him and kissed him. My heart skipped when he didn’t pull back after returning the kiss, so I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He’d already shown he and Danny knew all about that. His mouth opened up and I pushed inside, letting my tongue explore every part of his exquisite mouth.

I felt Danny’s lips lock onto my boob even as I devoured Tony’s mouth. God, I’d wanted a real, honest-to-God kiss from my son for so long, now that I was getting it, I was practically in heaven.

Danny moved off the couch and sat on my other leg so that he had full access to my boobs. I reached my arms around both of the boys as I leaned back against the couch’s back-rest and pulled them against me. Tony only stopped kissing me to snuggle his face against my neck. Then Danny moved up and hungrily pressed his lips against mine as one of his hands massaged my right tit and the other hand pushed my panties down so he could run a finger down my slit.

He’d not penetrated me yet with his finger when Tony said, “Danny, you didn’t finish sucking me.” He stood up next to my knee and pushed his hips forward, making his little rod jut out.

Danny sighed as he pulled his hand out, “Sorry about that, Ant. I guess we got distracted.” As if to explain it, he tweaked one of my nipples.

Tony grinned, looking back and forth between Danny and me. “I know. I think this weekend is going to be the best ever.”

Still, he fondled his erection and continued, “But I haven’t cummed yet and I really wanna.”

I smiled; his voice was almost whiny. Danny started to kneel in front of Tony when he paused and said, “Let your mom do it, Ant.”

Tony glanced between the two of us. I wondered why Danny was willing to give up something that I wanted so bad. My boy said, “Is that okay with you, Mom?”

In response, I pulled him between my knees and leaned in until my lips connected with the tip of his lovely mushroom-shaped head.

Tony actually mewed as my lips slid down his shaft. It may have been a dozen years since I’d properly given a guy a blowjob, but let me tell you, it’s like riding a bike, you don’t ever forget. My tongue traveled around his glans, played with his slit before traveling down his little pole. Sure, I could have bobbed up and down, sliding his boyhood through my lips. But this was better, using my tongue and sucking-power to build up his orgasm.

He must have been pretty aroused to begin with, because within a minute or so, his hips were bucking between my legs even as I grabbed his butt cheeks to keep him from sliding out of my mouth. Feeling each spasm and convulsion in my mouth brought me to my own orgasm, as Tony jolted against me.

When Tony finished, I pulled him onto me as I fell back against the back of the couch, his face resting above my boobs, a glorious expression of euphoria writ large across it. I’d sucked my baby to what I hoped was a memorable orgasm.

Danny fiddled with his own erection as he moved around us. “Holy shit, that made me hard just watching!”

It took a bit of time before Tony sat back up, still wearing that silly, satisfied grin. Danny slapped him on the back. “Holy fuck. How’d you like it, Ant?”

I could see a bit of conflict in Tony’s eyes as he glanced between me and Danny. Be still my heart, I told myself. I knew how much my lovely boy enjoyed the sexual intimacy with his best friend, to a point that he really hadn’t wanted anything else. Now, he could compare Danny’s inexperienced and I suspect half-hearted blowjobs against mine, which were certainly enthusiastic, to say the least.

“Wow,” he finally said. Then his face turned scarlet. “Fuck, that was incredible.”

To hear my eleven-year-old cuss like that about my blowjob was, I think, his highest praise.

Danny said, “That looked fun.”

I could see his wheels turning. Somewhere inside himself, I think he understood Tony was drawn to their sex play in a way that he wasn’t. At least not exclusively. He played with his nearly five-inch boner as he looked at us.

While I had to admit, the idea of sucking off Danny had a certain appeal, I’d gotten what I wanted right then with an unexpected orgasm, too. More importantly, it was clear that Tony loved Danny’s cock.

With less regret than I expected, I said, “Ant, you want to do something about Danny? He looks like he could use a little help.

The look Tony sent my way was one of gratefulness. While I might want him to feel about me the same way he did about Danny, the truth is I needed to meet him where he was right then.

Perhaps Danny looked a little disappointed as he lay down on the couch, but as Tony began licking the bigger boy’s dick, any thought of me sucking him faded into bliss. I wanted to stay and watch, but my throat was dry. By the time I returned with a glass of iced water, Tony was still bobbing up and down on Danny. The bigger boy’s hips were bucking and I could see by his expression, he was getting close. Tony pushed his mouth all the way down, pushing his lips against Danny’s lonely pubes.

The moment that Danny came, Tony had his friend deep in his throat, and I could see each time he relaxed his throat muscles to avoid gagging on the five-inch boy pole in his mouth. Danny had stopped bucking and shaking before Tony pulled up. Both boys smiled as Tony climbed onto the couch next to his friend and snuggled.

The boys were tired enough that they were ready for bed by ten o’clock. I guess I could understand, they’d had a busy evening. I followed their naked asses into Danny’s room. Like a lot of boys his age, he had posters of cars hung around his room. In the center was his bed. Being an only child of well-heeled parents had its benefits. His bed was bigger than mine. He and Tony were already under the covers when I came in. Their heads were close together and they were clearly plotting something; Tony’s high-pitched giggle gave him away.

“You boys ready for bed?” I asked.

Dutifully, they nodded. I crossed the room, still wearing nothing more than my panties and my crop-top. Danny was closer to the door, so I bent over and gave him a kiss first. Of course, he slipped a little tongue into it, but I’ll not deny, I enjoyed it as much as he did. Then I came around to the other side of the bed and gave Tony a kiss. While he didn’t slip his tongue in, he did reach around my neck and let the kiss linger on our lips.

When he finally broke this kiss, his eyes darted to Danny before he flashed me his beautiful smile, “Uh, Mom, can you hang out in here with us a while?”

I could feel Danny’s fingerprints all over this. However, his coy smile from the other side of the bed was indictment enough. “Yeah, Susan, please!”

I shook my head, ruefully. The wiser part of me knew I’d be better off sleeping in my own bed and leaving the boys to a sex-fueled night of masturbation and cock-sucking. But, since I’d discovered how much I wanted Tony, I’d largely stopped listening to that part of me. Yeah. I had a pretty good idea that if I crawled into bed with Tony and Danny that I’d still be there in the morning.

I pulled back the covers and slipped in next to Tony, “Alright, you two horn-dogs, seeing as there’s plenty of room, sure.”

My boy wrapped his arms around my neck and pressed his body against mine. I tingled as his boyhood pressed against my pubic bone. He pressed his face against my neck and in a whisper that only I could hear, he said, “I love you more than Danny. Always will. But I want him to be my boyfriend. I know how sex works between boys and I want that.”

He pulled back long enough for me to see the longing in his eyes before he buried his face near my ear and continued, “Please help me and I’ll do anything you want.”

I wasn’t sure that I wanted my boy getting five inches of Danny’s cock up his ass, but the resolute expression on his face told me that he was determined to get his ass fucked by his best friend. Either now or later when I wasn’t around. And then there was his promise. The idea that he would let me explore our love more fully had more than just a little appeal, even as I wondered what he’d get out of anything from me if he was gay. I pushed that thought away as I whispered back, “Okay, my love.”

Danny hit us with a pillow. “Hey what’s up over there? I thought Susan was going to lay between us.”

I flashed him a smile and said, “The night’s young, Danny. Plenty of time for you to practice your powers of seduction on me.”

I gave my attention back to Tony, “What do you guys wanna do?”

Tony flashed a smile at the other boy. “I wanna try something different.”

Danny pulled the sheets down, exposing his erection, “Is it better than a blowjob? Cuz, I wouldn’t mind someone sucking me off.”

He flashed a smile at me, leaving me no doubt he was determined to prove me right to his mom – that I had no virtue and that his virginity wasn’t safe with me.

Tony smirked as he looked between Danny and me. No doubt Danny had confessed his ill intentions toward me to my son. “Let’s try what I want first. And maybe later Mom will suck us both. Then, if she’ll let you, maybe you can play with her, uh, mmm, pussy.”

All of the sex talk between the boys had included plenty about pussies, I’m sure. But I’d wager that until Tony had seen my pussy a couple of months ago, he’d never given any thought to the fact that his mom also had one. And I’d also bet that the words he had just spoken were the first time he’d referred to me and my pussy in the same sentence.

Danny’s eyes lit up at the prospect, “Cool. So, what do you wanna do?”

Tony got on his knees and moved over to Danny. He swung one of his legs over his friend and sat down, capturing the other boy’s erection in his butt cheeks. He gave the bigger boy a licentious smile, “I want you to fuck me.”

Danny’s eyes grew round, “In the ass?”

Tony rocked back and forth, rubbing Danny’s cock against his butt, “Where else?”

I’ve come to the realization that while Danny certainly loves Tony as a friend, that boy is more interested in experiencing sexual acts, whether with Tony, me, or some girl from school. Tony, on the other hand, had powerful feelings for Danny that he was reluctant to share. I think his willingness to include me was simply proof of how badly he wanted Danny.

I was a bit relieved when Danny said, “Cool.” I’m not sure how Tony would have reacted if his best friend had rejected his advance.

Tony pushed up with his knees as Danny held his cock up. I had my doubts about their current method, but before I could voice them, Tony pushed down only long enough to come back up with a pained expression on his face.

“Ouch.”

Danny sat up, “Damn, you were like a wall.”

I moved over next to them and said, “Guys, you’re going to need some lube. Danny’s not going to be able to get his cock in you if both of you aren’t slick.”

I crawled over them, making sure to flash the larger boy a view of my cotton covered pussy. “I’ll be right back. I’ve got something that’ll work.”

I’d not known what to expect from the boys. Even though I’d hoped something like this would happen, I also had a contingency plan. My vibrator and a dildo were in the bottom of my clothes bag. I also had a tube of lube to help things along if I’d needed it. I could never have imagined when I was throwing a few things in the bag that I would be getting them so Tony could take Danny’s almost five inches up his ass.

I also got a wet washrag as I headed back into Danny’s room where Tony was still rubbing his bottom.

Danny leaned against him. “What’d we do wrong?

I sat down next to Tony, “Nothing that can’t be fixed.”

I don’t claim to be an expert on what the boys were trying to do, but I thought they’d have more luck if they went at it doggie or missionary style. Well, Tony had asked for my help, so I said, “Ant, pull your legs up to your chest.”

When he did that, I pushed a pillow under his lower back. His butt was accessible so I took the washrag and started wiping him with it. I knew what had last traveled down the cavity he was proposing to put Danny’s dick into and a little cleanup wouldn’t hurt. When his little sphincter looked pink and clean, I grabbed the lube and put a little on his hole and a bit more on my finger.

He inhaled sharply when the cold gel touched him. And let it out just as forcefully when my slick finger pressed against his hole. “Wow, that feels a lot different,” he said.

I nodded, and felt a bit dirty as I said, “Yeah, before your ass can get fucked, you need to be ready for it. We’re going to get your hole good and slippery. Try to relax, alright?”

I pushed against the tight muscles of his sphincter. Had my finger not been lubed I’d have met with the same defeat as Danny had earlier. When my finger disappeared up to the first knuckle, Tony’s voice trembled, “Oh, wow. I feel that!”

Danny leaned over my shoulder. He said, “Fuck, her finger’s in your butt, dude.”

I let it rest for a moment before I pushed deeper. Now that I’d violated the tight outer muscles, the rest of my finger slid in. Tony’s eyes were big and round as he felt my finger. “Whatcha think, Ant?” I asked.

“It feels weird and good all at once. When can Danny try it?”

A glance behind me showed that rather than being repulsed, Danny was leaning forward, “Is he big enough for my dick?”

I pulled my finger out most of the way before slowly sliding it back in to the hilt. Tony moaned, “Wow, that felt really good, Mom. Do it again.”

I said, “Danny, he’s getting there. But we want to stretch his hole a bit more.” My free hand moved to Tony’s rigid pole as I slowly slid my finger back and forth. “How’s that feel, baby?”

My boy sighed, “My insides feel funny, but in a good way. Can Danny try yet?”

I pulled my finger out. Tony’s muscles closed but not as much as before we started. I moved over and let Danny take my place.

Before he moved forward, I said, “Hold up a sec.”

I squeezed some more lube onto my palm and then reached over and touched Danny’s dick for the first time. His face split into a big grin as I wrapped my fingers around his hard-on. He was more than twice the size of my slender finger. I really hoped I was doing right for Tony. I slid my slippery fingers along his slick shaft, enjoying the lusty glance he sent my way.

After just a couple of strokes, I guided him toward his target and said, “Your turn, Danny. Just take it nice and slow.”

The bigger boy leaned over Tony and let me line him up. Tony drew a ragged breath, “Wow, you’re just touching my hole and feel bigger than a finger.”

“Even if Danny does this right, Ant, you could still feel some pain. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I said. I didn’t want to see Tony hurt, although once he’d latched onto this idea, I knew in my heart he would see it through.

He shook his head, “I’m good. Alright, Danny, fuck me!”

Tony yelped as Danny’s head pushed through his sphincter. The bigger boy stopped and rested his body on his elbows as my boy got used to the foreign object in his backside. After a bit, Tony grabbed Danny’s arm and nodded for him to continue.

I’m not sure if proud is the right word, but something stirred within me as Danny gradually put the rest of his five inches in Tony’s ass. After that first bout of pain, Tony’s face didn’t contort or twist in agony again.

Still when Danny bottomed out, Tony said “Stay there for a bit, Danny. My ass feels so full.”

Sweet Danny leaned over and kissed Tony as he waited for the smaller boy’s body to adjust to his cock. As Tony pushed his tongue into the bigger boy’s mouth, I found my hand rubbing against the cotton fabric of my panties. The boys had never been hotter or sexier than they were right then.

Danny’s lips pulled back, “Now?”

Tony bit his lower lip and nodded. The larger boy shifted back on his knees. I could see the stretched muscles of Tony’s sphincter grip the back of Danny’s glans before it disappeared inside my son as Danny slid all the way back in.

Tony moaned, “Ahh, mmm.”

Danny wore a sloppy and silly grin as he moved back and forth again, “You’re so fucking tight, Ant. God, my dick feels like it’s died and gone to heaven!”

I leaned toward Tony. “How are you feeling?”

He blissfully smiled up at me. “Every time Danny moves, it feels better. Thanks, Mom.”

Danny said, “Oh, God, I feel close.”

Tony got a distressed look on his face, “Not yet, Danny.”

I gripped Danny’s shoulder and pushed him forward where he stayed bottomed out as I asked the bigger boy, “You think you can stay in Ant after you cum?”

Danny’s tongue ran along his upper lip, “Yeah. You think he’ll let me go again?”

Tony said, “Fuck, yeah. Alright, fuck my brains out!”

Danny slid in and out less than a dozen times before he shuddered against Tony, “Ahahaha. Cummmm…ing!” he squeaked.

True to his word, Danny collapsed against Tony, burying his cock as deep as he could as he drew in a ragged breath.

Tony groaned, “Any… body… ever,” heavy breath, “told… you… you’re heavy as fuck!”

Still trying to catch his breath, Danny leaned up on his elbows, “What’d you think, Ant?”

Nodding, Tony said, “It feels good, Danny. Really fucking good, especially when you’re pushing it in.”

Still buried in Tony, Danny leaned back in and kissed my son and I went back to fingering myself through my damp panties. Never in my life had I seen anything as sexy as what they’d just done. And they weren’t even finished yet!

When Danny broke the kiss, I asked, “Are you still hard?”

Before he could respond, Tony gave a pleasurable sigh, “Oh, yeah. Feels nice.”

While waiting for Danny to resume, my hand slid from his shoulder to his ass and I traced my finger down his crack until I reached his own glory hole. I left it resting on his sphincter as a little reminder of the kind of pleasure Tony got from him.

When Danny resumed rocking his hips back and forth, he was smoother than before, sliding up to four inches back before sliding in until his pubic bone pressed against Tony’s snug nutsack. Tony let out an inaudible moan as he wrapped his legs around his friend’s back.

I couldn’t resist. I put a little lube on my finger and returned to Danny’s butt. He went rigid as I slid my finger into his opening. “Holy fuck, Ant, your mom just put her finger in my ass.”

Tony giggled, “Seems fair to me.”

I let Danny do the work, as he slid in and out, my finger moved with him. Sometimes he clenched his cheeks and other times he seemed to open up. When I wiggled my finger, he cooed, “That tingled.”

I’ve read that men have their own g-spot, but Danny’s reaction was the first I’d seen. Although, I suspected each time Danny pushed into Tony, he doubtless stimulated my son’s.

I grew impressed with Danny’s stamina. On the second go-around, he was already beyond five minutes when Tony clenched the sheets and threw his head back. Even though nobody was touching his dick, it jerked and convulsed as he came, all from Danny’s fuck.

When he saw his friend clenching his eyes, butt writhing under him, Danny slowed down.

Tony’s eye bulged open and he grabbed Danny around the neck and gave him a passionate but short kiss before he said, “Don’t fucking stop! I’m still cumming!”

I picked up the pace, sliding my finger in and out of Danny’s ass as his balls slapped Tony’s butt cheeks each time he thrust in. Before long, Danny’s ass was contracting and spasming around my finger as he arched his back and came inside Tony a second time. He pushed against my finger, trying to get it deep inside even as his dick danced around inside Tony.

It took a moment for Danny to recover, but soon he and I practically carried Tony into the bathroom to get cleaned up. After that, we all climbed into Danny’s bed and were soon asleep.

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When I awoke, the curtains over the window blocked most of the light, throwing the room into a dim twilight. Tony, asleep on my right side, looked like a little cherub, curled up on his side. His soft boyhood, back to its normal small size, hung to the left. My heart flooded with thoughts about how much I love him.

Turning my head the other way, Danny lay on his side facing me, one of his legs touching mine. I could see how his face was more angular than it had been just a couple of short months ago. While puberty had only just touched him, it wouldn’t be long before the physical signs of childhood would be lost forever.

His eyes fluttered opened. He rubbed them, trying to get the sleep out. When he saw me looking at him, he smiled and whispered, “Good morning.”

I rolled onto my side, facing him as I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. I wasn’t sure how he’d respond, given everything that had happened last night. When he slipped his tongue into my mouth, I had my answer. When the kiss ended, he put his hand on my belly and ran it under my crop-top, until I felt a finger brush against one of my tits.

While I didn’t want to wake Tony, after his promise from last night, I knew he’d accept Danny and me enjoying each other’s company. Just as long as it didn’t take too much away from him. So, I pulled my shirt up, exposing my tits to Danny. He pulled the bed-spread down until his dick came into view. I don’t know if he had just gotten hard playing with my tits or if he’d woken up with his morning wood.

I didn’t waste time, and reached out and took his dick in my hand. He moaned in his throat as my fingers stroked his rod. He pushed his head against my tits and sucked as though his life depended on it. Who was I to complain?

As his tongue darted around my nipple, I said, “Sorry they’re not bigger. But they’re all I’ve got to work with.”

Danny pulled his face up. “Mom’s may be bigger, but she’s never let me suck `em, either.”

My hand froze on the boy’s dick. “You’ve seen your mom’s tits?”

Danny flushed as he realized what he’d said. Then he shrugged. “I guess I can trust you. Yeah. She still gives me baths sometimes. A couple of weeks ago, she even touched me like you are.”

I chuckled and murmured, “Cassie, you saucy bitch!”

Danny giggled, “Yeah. Please don’t tell her I told you. I don’t want her mad at me.”

I gave him a kiss and before I realized what I was doing, my head slid down his body and I was kissing his belly, then his abdomen before finally planting a kiss on the tip of his cock.

Danny’s voice cracked as he whispered, “Fuck, yeah.”

He’d done a good job cleaning up last night. I tasted a saltiness you might associate with the skin. Then I slid down onto his shaft. What a difference a boy can make. Don’t misunderstand me, I love the slender feel of Tony between my lips, even though it’s only happened once, so far. But Danny was so much bigger and thicker, even at five inches.

My mouth slurped as I pulled my head up. I kissed his shaft all the way down to his pubic bone and even ran my tongue along his few, lonely pubes before lifting his dick up. Licking his nutsack was definitely different. Tony’s balls had yet to descend. Danny’s hung well below his dick when soft.

Moving back up, I slid his head back into my mouth and bobbed up and down, going lower with each bob. It didn’t take long for his cock to hit my tonsils. I pulled it back as I tried to control my gag reflex. I settled into a nice rhythmic bobbing motion and enjoyed feeling Danny shifting around below me as he approached his cum. I locked my lips down and sucked and swirled until he grunted. My mouth was filled with something salty when his dick spasmed. It jerked again as he bucked again. I counted, six times he spasmed before he went dry. I swallowed a couple of times to avoid having his cum running down my chin. And when I pulled up, he was beaming up at me with a bright smile.

I resumed kissing his belly, and then his chest before my lips found his again. After a bit, I said, “What’d you think?”

I could feel his heart beating against his chest as he said, “Well, if you think Mom would do this, I guess you could tell her.”

I put my index finger over his mouth, “Let’s just keep this between you, Tony, and me. If you really want to, try seeing what your mom will let you get away with.”

He nodded. “I could try that.”

He put his hand on my boob and massaged it until my already hard nipples felt like they were going to burst. Before long, though, his hand dropped, coming to rest on my cotton panties.

I leaned back, brushing up against Tony, who was still asleep, and spread my legs. Danny slid his hand under the cotton and pushed a couple of his fingers down my slit. “Wow,” he said.

From the way his hand moved, I couldn’t imagine that he’d ever been with another woman. I said, “Let me take them off for you.”

With a quick motion, I threw my panties on the floor and spread my legs again. Now my pussy lips were spread open enough for his inexperienced hands to explore as much as they wanted.

After a minute, I took his hand and helped him to find my clit, I said, “Right here, Danny. This is my pleasure spot. Playing with this will get most girls hornier than a boy.”

Danny was a fast learner. His fingers manipulated that engorged button and, before long, my butt was moving along as I felt tension rising up inside me. Danny leaned against me, and in a hoarse voice, asked, “If I play with this, will girls want to fuck me?”

I nodded, “Yeah, the way you’re touching me makes me feel like a million dollars…”

The boy’s cock was pointing toward the ceiling as he whispered, “Can I fuck you?”

Aside from the coarse language, the way he asked was so adorable. I glanced at Tony and knew he would be okay sharing his boyfriend after last night’s mind-numbing sex. “Yeah.”

I spread my legs wider as he slid himself over one of my legs. Unlike Tony, my pussy was already wet from Danny’s fondling and before I could fully prepare my mind for having sex with an eleven-year-old, Danny had pushed inside me.

I know what you’re probably thinking, a girl like me really wants a guy with an eight-inch dick. Wrong. Tony’s father had been average, maybe even less than six inches long. And he felt wonderful. And now, Danny’s five inches felt great when our pubic bones met.

Once he was in as far as he could go, his lips were lined up with mine. Chalk that up as one more benefit to fucking a boy who’s an inch or two taller than me. He said, “Wow, feels a lot different than Ant’s.”

“How?”

He shook his head, his voice shook as he said, “Not sure how to explain it. You feel soft, hot, and wet. Tony felt tight, like my dick was in a form-fitting suit.”

He looked at me a moment as he began thrusting his hips in and out, “Ask me in a few minutes and I’ll tell you which is better.”

I wrapped my legs around him and pushed my face against his neck as Danny rocked back and forth, sliding in and out. It has been too long since I’ve had a man’s cock in me and the boy, even inexperienced as he was, was just what I wanted right then.

Danny’s hands ran across my boobs and along my neck as he kept thrusting against me. As I grew wetter, I wanted to giggle as I heard the wet smacking of his balls against my ass. At one point, he rested against me and let me thrust my tongue into his boyish mouth. After a minute or two, he started back up, going a bit faster as he bent over and sucked on my nipple.

I felt the bed shaking as his tempo grew even faster. I gripped him and pulled him against me as I felt I was rushing against an invisible wall. As he shuddered and pushed himself hard against me, I shattered through that wall and cried out as I came, and came.

To feel him shudder inside me only made my orgasm all the more intense. And the boy convulsed, shooting his cum deep into my pussy. He spasmed a half dozen times and still kept fucking me for a bit longer as I came off the high of my orgasm.

My legs fell against his and I let go of his back as he simply collapsed on me. He groaned, “Ah, fuck!”

That pretty well summed up my feelings, as well. My hands returned to his back as I rubbed him. It was barely eight in the morning and the boy had already cummed twice. The day was just getting started and I couldn’t help wondering where it would end up.

As Danny lay on top of me, there was a rustling of the covers and a voice piped up, “Hey, not fair. Y’all started without me!”

End of Part 4

Watching Them Grow – Part 3
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I accepted the bottle of wine from Cassie as she said, “You’re the best. Dan and I appreciate you watching Danny tonight.”

I could see Dan in their car, and by the way his head swayed, I assumed he was enjoying whatever was playing from the radio. I said, “You know it’s never a problem. Danny’s welcome any time.”

We both glanced behind me into the apartment’s small living room. The boys were tearing into the pizza box that had accompanied the bottle of wine.

“It’s just one little reason I love you so much, Sue. You know, if you want the pool and the house, load the boys up and take them back over to our place. It’s yours tonight if you want it. Danny said he and Tony had loads of fun the last time you stayed over.”

“Thanks,” I said, holding up the bottle of wine. “But after a couple of drinks, I’ll probably have to stay in.”

Cassie waved past me, “Danny, make sure you listen to Sue. And you boys have fun tonight.”

I closed the door and headed back to the couch, hoping the little heathens hadn’t eaten all the pizza, yet.

They’d saved me a couple of the larger pieces. After opening the bottle of wine and pouring myself a generous glass, I sat on the couch and I ate the pizza. The boys wrestled on the floor, ignoring whatever inane show they’d put on the TV. Danny was a good friend, and let Tony feel like he was holding his own, even though he outweighed my boy by a good thirty or forty pounds.

As they wrestled, they eventually took their shirts off. When an article of clothing came off, it would sail across the living room and land on top of the dining table. At one point, Danny was sitting on top of Tony, when my son unbuttoned the bigger boy’s shorts. By the time they shifted around and Tony was on top, Danny’s shorts had joined the other clothes. Tony’s shorts were elastic, and when Danny tried to pull on them, the underwear came off too. And as though he’d won a prize, Tony danced around in the middle of the living room, stark naked.

Danny climbed back to his feet, and said, “Come on, Ant, what about me?”

Tony giggled, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Ask Mom to help. Weren’t you just telling me you thought she was hot?”

I gaped at my little boy, dumbfounded that he was cheeky enough to even make such a suggestion. Danny, though, had turned a bright red that ran across his cheeks, along his neck and even down to his chest.

I wagged a finger at Tony as he danced away from both Danny and me. “Payback’s a bitch, Ant. Just remember that.”

I might have been shocked my little boy had suggested it, but the idea appealed to me. After all, I’d removed the blanket, exposing their erections a couple of weeks before and had watched the two of them share a tender and sexy moment.

Danny stood in the middle of the floor, glaring at Tony. Had the bigger boy wanted, he could have crossed the small space and sat on Tony until he cried `uncle.’ Then he shifted his eyes over to me as his hands reflexively covered the front of his underwear.

I took Danny’s arm and pulled him over to my seat on the couch and said, “We’ll get Ant back, Kiddo.”

I couldn’t help wondering if this was some kind of setup that the boys had orchestrated, although at first glance it really didn’t look that way. Tony was still laughing with glee on the other side of the room, while Danny looked embarrassed as he nodded.

I’d seen Danny naked so many times, the idea of pulling his underwear off now shouldn’t be a big deal, but I could sense something in the boy that said this was more than just getting undressed.

I said, “You want my help?”

He nodded as he pushed his hips toward me, although his hands still covered his crotch. I smiled at him and pulled his hands away, pushing them to his side. I beamed up at his face after I saw he’d been hiding his erection. After that summer, I don’t think Danny’s erection could surprise me, anymore.

I pulled at his underwear until his dick popped free, less than a foot from my face. As close as he was, I could see that despite his balls hanging low in the scrotum, his skin over the shaft was still baby smooth. I stopped myself as I felt my hand start to reach out to feel him. Everything else had been acceptable as far as I was concerned. But touching him was something I knew I shouldn’t do. God alone knows what Cassie would think had I done so.

In a voice only I could hear, Danny said, “Thanks. You really are very pretty, Susan.”

Then he turned and ran after Tony, ready to start doing some of that payback. After a few minutes, they got tired of wrestling. I think it had served the purpose of a creative way to get undressed without having to take a bath. yet. After plugging it in, they fired up Danny’s console and played on that for a while. Later, Tony said, “Mom, can we stay up and watch the new Adam Sandler movie? It’s a riot.”

I groaned inside. No doubt another movie aimed at twelve – scratch that – eleven-year-olds. Still, better a movie than playing video games, I thought.

I nodded. “Yeah, that’s fine. Do you mind if your old, tired mom joins you? Or is this boys’ night?”

Tony leaned against Danny and gave him a hug around his chest. I’m not sure Danny expected that, because his face, which had returned to its normal suntanned color, went red again. Still, the bigger boy flashed a smile at me as he returned the hug. Tony tilted his head up and kissed Danny on the lips. I’d watched the boys kiss and make out a couple of weeks earlier in the living room of the other house. But that room had been dark and lit only by the light from the TV screen. A self-conscious boy could justify the kissing as a one-time thing or as something done under the cover of darkness. But Tony, in his own way, was telling Danny that he’d enjoyed what they’d done and that he wanted more.

The look Tony sent my way begged for acceptance. I wasn’t sure what I was being asked to accept. I’d already accepted that he and Danny were going to fool around. Was he feeling a sexual attraction to Danny? Was he wondering if he was gay because of the way the bigger boy made him feel? Was that why he needed my acceptance? He was my baby and no matter if he was simply experimenting or if he was working through an attraction, it didn’t matter to me. He would always have my acceptance. I got up and came over to them and grabbed them around the shoulders and gave them both a big hug.

Tony looked up at me, his eyes shining bright as he smiled. He said, “You sure you don’t mind?”

Don’t mind what? I thought. Was he asking me if I minded watching a stupid Adam Sandler movie? Well, yeah, actually I kinda did. But never enough to not sit through it with my lovely boy. Maybe that was his way of telling me that he and Danny were going to be doing more sex play. And if I minded it, I shouldn’t stay.

Still holding him, I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the lips. My heart skipped a beat. For the first time, he kissed me back. It was short. Over almost as quickly as it started. I said, “No, Ant. I’d love to watch the movie with you boys. Why don’t you clean up the pizza box. I’m going to get changed.”

I closed the door to my bedroom as I wondered what I was opening myself up to. Tony had as much as told me that he and Danny were going to fool around. And the truth of the matter is that I wanted to watch. My little boy getting jacked off by Danny was a huge turn-on. And Danny was plenty fine in his own right.

I didn’t have a bikini that I could slip on, and I wasn’t about to join the boys au naturel. I settled on a loose white tank top. It’s one I use for work-outs. Tonight, though, I decided not to wear the sports bra I normally wear under it. As much as the boys had shared with me, it seemed fair to let them get a glance of a little side boob.

I pulled my shorts and panties off and looked in my underwear drawer. Working on my feet for long stretches, my underwear was mostly sensible. I told myself I should just go with a sensible pair of granny panties, of which I have plenty. But my fingers were thinking with a mind of their own and pulled out a low-cut pair of white panties. When I slipped them on, I looked at myself in the mirror. Thankfully my pubes, which I’d shaved before swimming at Cassie and Dan’s place, still felt smooth beneath my fingers.

When I headed back into the living room, the boys were just coming back in from the kitchen. Judging by their stiffies, they’d been doing more than just throwing the pizza box in the trash. My favorite spot on the couch was on the end next to the table lamp. It was a great place to keep a glass of wine and the remote control.

Our little couch isn’t like the one at Danny’s house. In fact, it was actually a loveseat that was around four feet wide. Tony came over and sat down beside me. I felt kind of naked as his eleven-year-old eyeballs checked me out. He leaned against me and whispered, “Danny’s right. You are hot.”

Passing in front of me and Tony, Danny faced toward us, swinging his four inches of boy-meat in front of our faces. I looked up at him and he grinned as he checked me out and said, “Wow, you’re really pretty.”

Giggling beside me, Tony said, “See, told ya.”

When Danny sat down, I turned on the movie and we settled in to watch another forgettable comedy. Fortunately, it didn’t take Tony long to put an arm around Danny and bring him in for a kiss. It was pretty hot, especially as he shifted enough in his seat that his butt rubbed against my hips.

As if Danny needed a reason to be turned on, that seemed to turn his motor on. Before long, he was jacking Tony off, which was enough to get Tony to wrap his fingers around the bigger boy’s raging boner.

I could only smile. I had a front row seat to a sexy show, one-million times better than Adam Sandler. Tony seemed to be taking his time. He’d jack Danny off for a moment, then lean over and kiss the other boy’s lips before coming back down to his chest. All the while, Danny just enjoyed manipulating Tony’s boyhood.

It didn’t take long for Tony to freeze up. He was so close to me I could feel his heart start racing as his breathing sped up. All the while Danny moved his fingers even faster, until Tony arched his back and groaned.

“Eeowwee!” he nearly shouted as his hips bucked against mine. His little rod pulsed and jerked even after Danny released it.

I felt so turned on as Tony spasmed by my side. I couldn’t resist myself and I wrapped my arm around him in a hug and kissed his cheek and his neck. Before I knew it, my other hand had touched his sensitive head.

Tony ground his hip against mine as his little boyhood jerked at my touch. He reached out and grabbed my hand. What had I done? my mind screamed. I expected him to push it away with some comment about how that’s a bad touch.

Instead, he moved my hand down to the base of his crotch, where my fingers slid around the base of his little shaft.

He grinned, as though drunk, “Sorry, it’s sensitive on top.”

Danny was staring at us. I don’t think he could believe that I’d broken that final taboo and touched Tony’s little erection. After a moment though, he recovered his normal expression and leaned in against my boy’s smaller body.

“Oh, shit, that’s so cool. Ant, what’s it feel like?”

My boy, always honest, “I like it, still tingles. I liked it even more when you made me cum.”

At that point, Tony pushed Danny back onto his seat and did something I hadn’t seen coming. He leaned over and kissed the bigger boy’s tummy and kept kissing lower until he took Danny’s mushroom shaped head into his mouth.

Danny and I both gasped. The bigger boy groaned, “Holy fuck, dude.”

Danny’s dick head reappeared as my son’s lips slipped off, “Is it okay?”

The bigger boy bobbed his head up and down, “Oh, yeah. Just wasn’t expecting that.”

I don’t know where Tony got the idea to give Danny a blowjob. Was it something he’d seen somewhere? Something someone else had told him about or just a natural curiosity? I didn’t know, but my eyes watched every lick and suck.

As Tony bobbed up and down on Danny, it didn’t take long for the bigger boy to start squirming in his seat. Before long, he tossed his head back as he gave a loud satisfied sigh.

My eyes were focused on my boy, who had clamped down on Danny’s dick as it spasmed and jerked in his mouth. I saw his throat move as he swallowed his friend’s cum. It didn’t take long for Danny to push Tony’s head away from his boner.

“Jeeze, Ant, it’s really sensitive.”

My little angel licked his lips and then reached up and kissed Danny. Before long, the movie was long forgotten as Tony had straddled his bigger friend. Danny’s dick, still hard as ever, lay pressed against Tony’s. Tony’s face was even with Danny’s. They made out for a good while. Eventually, Danny said, “Let’s try something.”

He stood up and said, “Let’s both suck each other at the same time.”

Tony sat up and said, “That sounds fun. How do we do that?”

A little sixty-nine action? I dared not jab my fingers into my wet pussy, but God, what Danny proposed sounded like fun.

I said, “You guys may need the whole couch.”

Danny said, “What if Ant lays with his butt against you and with his head in the middle cushion?”

I could see that working. So, too, could Tony. He moved so that he lay with his head on the middle cushion. His butt rested on my lap as his feet came close to hitting the lamp stand. While this was really arousing, I could see the risk of injury or breaking something.

I said, “Just a second, baby. Let me make one small adjustment.”

I turned and put my back against the arm rest and lay my right leg along the back of the couch, running it along Tony’s body. My left foot rested on the floor. Tony’s naked butt rested against my pubic bone and his legs slung over my shoulders as mine splayed wide.

Danny gave me the thumbs up sign. “God, that looks hot.”

He rested his bent knees against the far arm rest and then lowered himself carefully until I heard him yelp as Tony grabbed his friend’s dick with his mouth. Danny lowered his face until his mouth was just a couple of inches away from Tony’s dick.

He craned his neck up at me and smiled, “You’re the most awesome person I know, Susan. Well, next to Ant.”

With that, he slipped Tony’s little nail between his lips. As he sucked on my son, one of his hands, which had started out on my left leg slipped under Tony’s butt. I felt his finger brush against the fabric of my panties. I’d already decided that it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to touch Cassie’s boy. He belonged to her. But, was I doing anything wrong if he touched me?

I couldn’t decide as his finger pulled at the fabric, pulling it aside. I felt that boyish digit slip between the lips of my slit, even as I heard him slurping on Tony’s little rod. He fumbled his way around for a moment until I felt his finger slide into my pussy. I bit my lip in surprise. Here I had an eleven-year-old boy sucking my son’s cock while fingering my pussy. That was really ballsy of Danny.

After a few minutes, Danny’s hand gripped me as I felt him tense up. He couldn’t say much with Tony’s dick in his mouth, but his muffled groans filled the room as he shot another load of clear prepubescent semen into Tony’s eager mouth.

I’ll give Danny credit, though. After riding out his orgasm, he returned to sucking Tony and fingering me. It didn’t take long for Tony to go stiff as a board under Danny as he fired his empty rounds into his best friend’s mouth.

Danny was the first to move. He withdrew his finger from my slit. I bit back a regretful sigh. The boy had promise, but he left me a long way away from my own climax. He coyly grinned at me as he stood up. Looking down, I saw Tony’s face. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen him happier as he swiveled his eyes between Danny and me. I liked feeling his bare butt against me even as his little boyhood jabbed the air. I have to admit, I felt jealous of Danny.

My baby’s hand rested on my leg as he said, “That was so awesome, Danny.”

Danny grinned, “Dude, you really like my cum, don’t you?”

Tony giggled and nodded. He shifted his gaze to me, “Thanks, Mom. I can’t believe how cool you are about this. You’re the best. I love you so much.”

I couldn’t resist myself. My hand caressed his bare pubic bone and brushed over his stiffy. I said, “I love you, too. Ant. I’m glad that you and Danny are comfortable enough that you’re willing to share this with me.”

Danny leaned against my leg that stretched out on the floor and put an arm around me as he ran a hand over my hand that rested on Tony’s dick. He leaned his head against mine, “Comfortable? It’s so fucking cool, Susan. You holding Tony while I sucked him rocked.”

I felt his lips brush against my cheek and I turned and felt his lips press against mine. I returned the kiss as his arm rubbed against my shoulder. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. His tongue was hot as he slid it along mine. The arm that had been on my shoulder pulled back. Then he slipped it through the loose opening of the tank-top, running along my back and wrapping it around my right arm.

He broke the kiss, “Ant, I think I love your mom.”

My baby boy giggled, “Yeah. She’s the world’s best.”

Eventually, Tony needed to move. I moved his legs from my shoulder down to my waist and then pulled him up until he was sitting in my lap, his boyhood pressing against my tummy. I gave him another kiss before he slid off my lap.

He gasped as he looked at me. I’d forgotten that Danny had pushed my panties aside. My open slit was still exposed.

He said, “Holy shit!”

End of Part 3