Watching Them Grow – Part 5
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.
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.
“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.
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
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