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(Heads Up: This story makes attempts at humor and fantasy with actions and attitudes the writer does not condone beyond the realm of fiction. Everyone is equal, and deserving of respect. This story for its part is often misogynistic, toxic, and a little fucked up.)
“What? You’re not serious.”
“I’m dead serious. I don’t care what my dad does anymore. It’s worth it. She’s worth it.”
“But... She’s your mom, dude.”
Outside on the patio dining area of Leonard’s Pizzeria three young graduates squandered yet another summer afternoon. Patrons sparsely filled the tables during the lunch rush while waitresses wandered around in their green skirts. Close to their table a single man in a hoodie and track pants appeared to be studying a newspaper while nursing a beer.
Summer had started. High school was over with. College was around the bend. For Jason, Forrest, and Eric the world was their oyster, and they toasted the future with thin slices of greasy pizza. The way they leaned together and spoke in hurried, hushed tones gave them an air of conspiracy.
Despite the future looming ahead, Jason wasn’t here today for toasts. He was like a man starving to death while staring at the feast. Last night he’d decided there was no pretending for him anymore. He was going to make his mother fall in love with him.
Now he’d just told his two closest friends. He was confiding in them again by telling them about his decision. He was alive with nervous energy, and his hands shook as he brushed them through his hair, agitated.
“I can’t go on any other way, Forrest,” he went on, “I feel terrible all day, like my soul has just been slurped out of me. I feel like I’m going to explode or die or burst into fire. She’s gorgeous, and makes me feel like I can do anything. The thought of being without her? It’s like I’m not alive. I’m in love with her, and I need your help you guys.”
Forrest, a tall, lanky boy with sympathetic eyes and messy blonde hair rubbed his temples.
“You ‘need’ us? We’ve been talking to you about this all year. Haven’t we, Eric?”
Eric, a short chubby kid with curly brown hair looked up from his coke, “Mhm,” he affirmed solemnly.
“I thought the plan was this,” Forrest spread his hands over their leftovers, “you were gonna sweat it out until you left for collage then try to fall in love with someone at university. This? This isn’t good for you, dude. It obviously sucks, but come on. It’s fucked up. And what about your dad’s company?”
“I don’t need it, and I don’t want it. That man has barely looked sideways at me since I was born. He doesn’t deserve her, and she deserves better.”
“Then you’re really going to try and... what?” Forrest pictured Jason and his mom walking down the street together, imagined people seeing them together. He remembered Jason’s father, and how clearly in love Jason’s parents were.
“Well, what?” Forrest demanded,” What are you gonna do? Just walk up and ask her to mini golf? ‘Hey, mom, I was thinking you and I could ditch dad and go run off together?’ Listen to me. You are going to go to jail, or get disowned, or get locked in the looney bin, Jason.”
Jason pursed his lips for a minute. This wasn’t going well, but he felt his heart heat as he seriously tried to come up with a plan. How to seduce his own mother?
He didn’t have one. That’s why he needed Forrest and Eric. Together they could figure something out. He’d seen his parents together. Knew the values they’d raised him with. What was he willing to do?
“I- I don’t know yet. But I’m going to go for it. And it’s going to happen. One way or another.”
Eric slurped his soda loudly.
“Come on, guys,” Jason pressed, refusing to back down, “You’ve been with me through it all. I’m telling you it’s possible. Hell, our moms are just women. Women like any other. If we can have anyone, then I bet we can have them too.”
Forrest’s eyebrows pressed together. Eric laughed. Loud.
“You say that like we’re not all still fucking virgins,” Eric scoffed.
“And here’s that cheesy bread.”
Eric started as one of the waitresses brought an extra appetizer Eric had been waiting for. They’d seen her before at school, her green eyes always sparkling icily behind sharp bangs. “Mikayla” her name tag read. She was short, but leggy and slim, and smiled wordlessly as she turned to go. It was unclear what she’d heard, but Eric’s eyes followed her as she left.
Forrest’s words were muffled because his face was in his hands, “I can’t... I just can’t believe what I’m hearing.”
Jason shook his head, “I’m telling you anyone could do it. I’ll prove it by myself if I have to.”
Forrest held his hands up, “Its almost over dude. Just this summer. I can see how you feel. If it was anyone else then, geez, we’d have gotten started a long time ago. God, I don’t get why you would think of getting with your own MOM of all people. Back me up here, Eric. Talk some sense into him, before his crazy does him in.”
Eric stared at them both for a minute as he sipped his empty drink. Then he set his cup down and took a breath.
“What if... it’s not crazy, Forrest?” Eric said at last.
Forrest and Jason both gaped at him.
“What... what do you mean!?” Forrest raised his voice by mistake. A few people glanced their way, but quickly got back to their own affairs.
“Whaddya mean what if it’s not crazy?” His whisper came out harsh and tight.
“I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and well... well you know we’ve never been lucky with the ladies, Forrest.”
Forrest scoffed, but it was true.
“What if... What if this is actually our one good shot at getting some real pussy before we go to collage?”
“No. Some real... Some real pussy? Our moms? What the fuck are you talking about, Eric? When did you suddenly become such a motherfucker?”
Eric blanched, “Uh, well the thing is... Something happened a couple weeks ago. It put this in a new perspective. I was sleeping in and, as I often do, decided to jerk one out to start the day.”
“Uhuh,” Jason and Forrest cocked an eyebrow, used to Eric’s candor.
“It wasn’t hard thinking of all those girls in their gowns at graduation. Imagine if they weren’t wearing anything underneath? But, man, that day I just felt extra depressed. I kept thinking that I just knew I couldn’t get close to any of them. So, there I am stroking my dick and pumping the covers like I’m inflating a tent and about to fucking cry at the same time when my mom suddenly bursts in without knocking or slowing down at all.
At first I’m freaked, but then she says, ‘Mi hijo, why is your room always such a mess?’ and just starts picking stuff up. She’s got this hamper under one arm and is just focused on getting my dirty laundry off the floor, so I figure I’m clear and I’m about to roll over in bed when suddenly I remember all our talks with Jason. So I got curious...”
Jason tilted his head.
“Huh?” Forrest said, “What did you do?”
“Nothing. I just thought I’d check out my mom a little. I’ve always known she was pretty, but I’d never really tried to look at her this way. Like could I actually play with those tits? That day she was still in her fucking pajamas and they were pressing up against her slip like crazy, like they were just about to spill out of it. Then she keeps bending over. She has a pretty trim waist, and her hips flare really dramatically. You’ve seen her. I ask myself, could I put my dick in that ass? I realize I’m feeling kinda fluttery thinking about my mom, and notice my cock has gone back to trying to pitch the tent. With her oblivious and right there, I grab my dick again. I realize my mom isn’t just pretty: She could be a pornstar and I’ve got a show going on right there in my bedroom.“
“You didn’t?” It was Forrest’s turn to blanche.
“I fucking did,” Eric grinned, “With her still in the room and showing off so much of her body without a clue, I started rubbing out again under the sheets. Fuck, her slip is short to start, man, I was already getting an eyeful. But she’s like 6’ 1” with these long golden legs, but like I said she keeps bending over at the waist and doesn’t notice her slip is sliding up. I’m watching her and taking her in like for the first time, and I’m seeing her whole ass. My cock is harder than it’s ever been. Her ass is actually perfect. It’s round and flawless and heart shaped and she was wearing these cute lacy pink panties. Before I know it my eyes are boring right into my mother’s panty clad muff trying to picture it. What’s it like wet? Could I squeeze inside of that thing? I’m thinking, ‘God, why the fuck not with a lethal body like that?’ Maybe Jason’s right, maybe a pussy is a pussy after all. Maybe it doesn’t matter that I came out of this one. Would she really be surprised if I pushed my cock back up inside of her? Maybe she’d actually like it?” Now I’m fucking polishing with greed at full speed, thinking it’s wrong and I’m going to hell because thinking of fucking my mom was way more intense than I thought it was going to be. I came harder than I ever thought I would watching her clean in the same friggin’ room with no fucking clue what a class A pervert her son was getting his rocks off on her. It was such a fucking mess. She said, ‘Now be a good boy, Lario, and don’t spend all day in bed,’and she left. And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since.”
Jason nodded slowly and Forrest cleared his throat and coughed. Their table was silent for a moment after that. It was then the Stranger sat down.
“That’s a pretty neat story, kid.”
The three friends nearly turned green as they all turned to look at the man. He might have been 35 or 40 years old, unshaven, and a little dirty looking. Jason recognized him by his clothes as the one who’d been reading a newspaper close by.
“Uh- Um... we were just-“
“Don’t worry, boy. I ain’t hear to lecture nor condemn. Name’s Roger. I just o’erheard your little problems jus now and, well, you three remind a bit of myself when I was yur age. Figured, mebbe y’all could use some guidance.”
His demeanor was oddly calming. He wasn’t gonna humiliate them by accusing them of being depraved perverts? Irredeemable scumbags? Inhuman freaks?
Still...
“I thought you said you weren’t here to lecture.”
“Oh I ain’t,” Roger said, “See now, way I see it, you wanna give your mum’s a good dicking? That’s fantastic. What better way to let her know you love her? Sounds like every son’s job ta me.”
Jason and Eric might have leaned forward a little at that. Forrest eyed the situation warily.
“But y’all are goin’ ‘bout this all wrong. See, lady’s a lady. Got that right, young squire,” Roger nodded at Jason, “But ya’ll hardly need a plan, or anything complicated like that.”
Jason raised a brow, “What are you getting at?”
“Wait, why should we listen to him? We don’t know anything about this guy.” Forrest gestured to Robert.
“Not true little rocket. Y’all know meh name after all,” Robert snorted a chuckle at his own joke.
“I want to hear what he has to say,” Jason said.
“Wise words, squire. I may not look like much but I know one thing or four, and that’s this. There’s a lady in every wide stretched cunt, and a cum addicted cock junkie in every lady. There’s a slut in every woman, just dying to break out. You just gotta spring her out. Or post her bail!” Robert chuckled again.
“Momma’s act all silly about coplatin’ with their sons, but deep down it’s what e’ry momma wants. They take pride in it ya know? Knowin they raised someone that can please her. And they’s always curious bout trying a dick they helped make after all. It’s as natural as that.”
“But, how do you... break this cage like you’re saying?” Eric asked slowly.
“Ya need three things. First, ya gotta stop actin the fool and be confeedent. Smile when ya see her, be decissive, and don’t be afraid to show her ya got what it takes to give ‘er what she needs and take care of her. Protect her from men who ain’t worthy o her, buy her presents, uhh... keep the lights on and food in the ice box that sort of stuff.”
“Second, be suggestive. Momma’s want they sons to dick ‘em, and remind them o that. Do physical things that show her she wants you. Get closer to her than ya do now. Y’all talk dirty to her once in awhile. Make it clear you’re a warm and available dick, and you’re there for her when she needs ya.”
“Why are we listening-“
“Sh!” Eric told Forrest to shut up.
“Third,” Roger continued, “Ya gotta have a big ol’ fuckstick.”
Jason, Eric, and Forrest were all confused.
“Ya know? Big in the breeches? Packing? Hung like a stallion?”
It clicked, “Ohhhhhhh....” they all nodded in unison.
Robert laughed a wheezing drunken laugh, “I guess by yer reactionin you’re nervous bout that part. Here.”
Robert took a napkin and wrote an address on it. Then left it on the table.
“There’s a friend I’m seein’ here in town can help with dat. A real miracle worker. Let her know ol’ Robert sent ya.”
Jason picked up the napkin. He’d never been to that part of Sunnyvale before. The Stranger let them all sit in the sound of Leonard’s a moment. Somewhere in chorus of business and conversation Jason thought he could almost hear a siren.
“Whelp, I best be goin,”
“So...
Eric winked, “I think we’ll help each other, pal.”
“Waaait wait wait wait. This is SO fucking wrong. It’s INCEST. You’re both gonna just boink your moms? Is that it?”
Eric shrugged with his mouth full. He’d started on his bread, “We can figure it out. Ive decided I thingk there’sh something to what Jashon has in mind... Soo, yeah I guess so.”
Jason was stunned. Part of him had never believed he’d get this far, but this was exactly what he needed. Eric could keep him from losing his nerve, and they could put their heads together and figure this out. He knew it. He could be with his mom. He could be with April.
He let out a breath, “I don’t know how to say thank you, Eric. If your mom’s the one you want then of course I’ll back you up.”
“Fuck yeah! That wet milf pussy is ours!”
Jason cringed a little at Eric’s turn of phrase. Eric was talking about his mom too after all. He high fived him anyway.
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this,” Forrest ran a pasty hand through his hair, “You’re both fucking freaks. I could never think of doing something like this to my mom.”
“Well, maybe you should, Forrest,” Eric said flatly.
“What?”
“Do you wanna be a virgin on your wedding night? Fumblin around without a clue? Your mom works all the time with no one around and really thinks a lot of you. You’ve got the best in of any, dude! And she could probably show you some stuff that-”
“You stop talking about my mom like that, Eric,” Forrest was really embarrassed by this conversation, then he flushed when he realized an erection was stirring in his own jeans.
“What? Your mom is like, a total bombshell, dude. Everyone knows that.”
Forrest started to panic as he felt himself become fully erect.
“I swear, Eric, if you don’t stop talking I’m gonna do something I regret.”
“Okay, okay! Just sayin.”
“Well stop it! You’re both crazy. I’m out of here.”
“And what are you gonna do? Jerk off all day by yourself?”
Forrest kept quiet as he turned his back on his friends, and left while meekly trying to hide the erection in his jeans.
Jason watched him go.
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