Harry Convinces Mom to Try Drugs

All characters are over the age of 18. All relationships are between consenting adults.

Chapter 1

The bell rang and classes were finally over. It was the day before winter break, and school would be on hiatus for two weeks.

"How did you do on your exam?" Said Andy.

"I did terrible. My mom is going to kill me when I get home." Responded Harry.

"Damn dude, that sucks. Did you study at all?"

"Not really. I'm probably going to have to start taking things more seriously. I've been playing way too many video games."

"Yeah, dude, college is coming up. Did you even apply anywhere yet?"

"No, I'm trying to get my grades up before applying, but fuck, it's not working. My mom's going to be so pissed."

Harry's mother, Jessica, was always incredibly strict with her son. She was a successful lawyer in her own right and expected great things from her son. But Harry was a slacker and had been for as long as he could remember. His father left the house a few years ago, which made his mother extra hard on him.

"Sorry about your mom, buddy. There are a bunch of parties around town, you want to check them out with me?"

"No, I can't. My mom's expecting me home right after school."

"You're going to miss out on the party of the century."

"That's a shame, but yeah, my mom told me to come home, so I better listen to her."

"Alright buddy, good luck at home. Let me know if you can make it out tonight."

"Thanks Andy, see ya later."

Harry walked away and started heading towards his house. It was a 15-minute walk home. As he approached, he saw his mother's car in the driveway.

'Shit, she's home.' He thought to himself.

"Hey, Honey. How was school today?" Jessica asked as Harry walked into the kitchen.

"It was fine." Harry took off his book bag, and hung it in the closet, then took off his coat. "I got some bad news on an exam though."

"Well, what happened this time?" Harry's mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She was wearing a pant suit, her curly blonde hair tied back in a tight bun. She was a curvy woman with a big chest and wide hips which made her quite intimidating.

"I didn't do well on the test. I need to study more."

"God dammit, Harry, how many times do we have to go over this?" Jessica yelled at him. "If you would just apply yourself, you would do well. But you are playing video games in your room, or hanging out with your friends instead. This isn't good enough, Harry."

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm really going to try to do better. I promise."

"Well, it's a little too late for that, don't you think? Last weekend you spent all day playing your game. Why weren't you studying then?"

Harry hung his head in shame. His mother was right, and he knew it.

"I'm sorry. I'll do better. I promise."

"Sorry isn't good enough, Harry. Your grades have been slipping ever since your father left. I've had to work twice as hard to cover for him, and this is the thanks I get?"

Harry was taken aback by his mother's words. She'd never talked to him like this before.

"I'm sorry, mom."

"Enough, Harry, I've heard enough of your apologies. You're grounded!"

"Mom, that's not fair! There are all these winter break parties tonight. Can I please go to one?"

"No. I can't trust you. You're grounded for the entire break. Now, get upstairs and think about how you can start applying yourself more to your studies. You need to do better in school. You need to get into a good school!"

"That's not fair!"

"Get upstairs. Now!"

Harry knew there was no arguing with his mother. He reluctantly turned and started making his way towards the stairs.

"And take your backpack with you."

Harry grabbed his bag and went upstairs.

Jessica sighed.

"What am I going to do with him?" She asked herself.

Upstairs Harry lay in bed. 'Fuck, I can't believe I'm grounded for the entire break. This is bullshit!' He thought.

He pulled out his phone and sent a text message to his friend Andy.

'Dude, my mom just grounded me for the whole break!'

'That sucks dude. Over one exam?'

'Yeah, I really fucked up.'

'That blows.'

'Yeah, so now I'm stuck here tonight. I'm going to miss all the parties.'

'That's a shame dude. There are going to be tons of girls. I'm finally going to get laid tonight.'

Harry was still a virgin too. He was really looking forward to getting drunk and hooking up with a girl at one of the parties. Harry was fairly tall and in shape. He had been on the track team his entire time in high school. He worked out regularly, but he was never confident with girls. He also was a bit of a nerd, and usually spent the weekend playing video games online.

'Yeah, well, have fun. I'll see you when break is over, I guess. Good luck, man.'

'Dude, why can't you just sneak out?"

'My mom is crazy, dude. She'll know if I leave. She has a sixth sense or something.'

'Just say fuck it and sneak out. She can't ground you forever, can she?'

Harry thought to himself. 'You know what, I'm already grounded. It can't possibly get worse. Maybe I can get laid, and then I won't even care if I'm grounded for the rest of the year.'

'Okay, you convinced me. I'm going to sneak out.'

'Awesome! But don't get caught. Your mom's a scary lady.'

'Haha, yeah, I'll try not to.'

That night at 11pm Harry heard his mom turn off the lights in her bedroom. He waited another hour before he was sure she was asleep.

He slowly got out of bed and crept towards the window. He gently opened it, being careful not to make any noise. He stuck his head out the window and looked down. There was a small tree with some branches near his window. He decided it was his best shot at getting to the ground.

Harry carefully climbed out of the window and onto the branch. He was scared that it would break, but it held his weight. He climbed down the tree and jumped to the ground. He took one last look at the house before he took off running.

He arrived at the party an hour later. It was the house of one of his high school friends, whose parents had gone away on vacation. There was loud music playing and lots of girls and boys dancing, drinking and smoking.

"There he is!" Andy called out as Harry entered the house.

"Hey, Andy." Harry greeted his friend.

"I didn't think you were going to show up. It's a good thing too, because the chicks are hot as hell tonight."

"Hell yeah, we gotta have fun, because after tonight I'm fucked for the rest of break."

"Nice dude. Yo, meet my cousin, this is Cyphong, he's visiting me from the homeland over break."

"Hello." Andy said.

Cyphong's head was completely shaved. He was tattooed all over his body with a few on his face. He was short, but muscular, and was quite scary to look at. He nodded at Harry and went back to sipping on his drink.

"Does he speak English?"

"No not really. He's like in some crazy gang or something. That's why my aunt sent him over here for break."

"That's cool, dude." Harry took a few steps back from Cyphong.

"Yo, let's grab some drinks. It's a party."

Harry followed Andy to the kitchen where there was an assortment of alcoholic beverages.

"Take whatever you want."

"Thanks, man." Harry took a beer and started sipping it.

Andy said a few words to Cyphong in his native tongue. He looked at Harry and shook his head.

"I told my cousin here that you are grounded. That you are going to be stuck at home for a while after this party."

Cyphong searched through his pockets and pulled out a leather pouch. He opened it up and dumped some green leaves into his hand, showed them to Harry, then dumped them back in the pouch. Cyphong said some words to Andy and pointed at Harry.

"Cyphong says, these are for you. He says, to take them for when you go home. They can calm anyone down, and they feel amazing. He says they helped him when he was in prison."

"Um, ok, thank you I guess."

"Guard, fuck." Cyphong said in broken English. He started laughing hysterically. He grabbed Harry's arm and put the pouch in his hand.

Andy shrugged and Harry pocketed the pouch.

Just then there was loud knocking on the front door.

"Shit, dude, the cops are here. Everyone run!" Someone yelled.

The room erupted in panic. People ran for the exits, jumping through windows and out the back door. Harry saw Andy and his cousin running and tried to follow them but lost them in the crowd. Harry ran outside and saw a group of kids running towards a large hole that was dug under a fence. He followed them and ended up in the back yard of a different house. Harry hopped some more fences and after a ten-minute jog, Harry was back home. He snuck in through his window, threw his clothes in the hamper and crawled into bed. He had no idea what time it was, but he was exhausted.

He felt around his pockets and found the leather pouch. He pulled out the contents and looked at the leaves. There was about five grams on the stuff. It looked like green, dried leaves.

'This can't be a good idea,' Harry thought to himself. 'But what the hell, might as well try it. It's early and I'm already grounded.'

He took out a little metal tube, packed some of the plant into it, and then lit it with a lighter and inhaled. He was surprised by the lack of smell.

"Damn that was easy. Nothing like taking drugs and sneaking out." Harry laughed to himself.

After a few minutes, Harry felt the room start to get very warm. Harry's heart rate started getting a little slower. He also began to experience a very strong body high.

Harry lay back in his bed and thought about his problems. 'Why can't I try in school? Probably the same reason I can't get girls. I'm afraid of failing.'

'I need to get my life together. Sneaking out of the house, doing drugs. What am I doing to myself?'

Harry got out of bed and started pacing his room. He was very high now and he started sweating. He felt his inhibitions and fears fade away. His self-doubt and anxiety disappeared.

He was uncomfortable in his boxers, so he took them off. Then he lay in his bed on his back. His whole body was tingling, and his soft bed felt like heaven.

Harry had a massive erection now; his dick was throbbing, and he couldn't help but to stroke himself. The power of the drug was very intense and couldn't control his thoughts or feelings.

He started stroking faster and faster until he had a massive orgasm. His cum splashed all over his body.

'Damn, that was amazing. I'm so relaxed, I haven't felt this way since before high school.' Harry instantly passed out after that, still covered in his cooling semen.

Chapter 2

It was morning now and the sun was shining through Harry's window.

"Damn, I need to shut those curtains." Harry said out loud.

He opened his eyes and sat up. He felt good, really good. His room smelled terrible though, a mix of sweat, semen and alcohol.

Harry walked to his bathroom and turned on the shower. He got in and let the water wash away all the grime and stink from last night.

As he washed his body, his mind kept wandering to last night's activities. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so good. It was amazing.

'I'm definitely doing that again tonight.' He thought. 'Then he thought about his revelation, how he needed to not be so afraid anymore.'

Harry's head was spinning, and he walked downstairs to get some breakfast. His mother was already sitting at the kitchen table.

"Good morning, mom."

"Morning, Harry. I see you wanted to sleep in again. I was hoping you would have come downstairs earlier after what we talked about last yesterday."

"Sorry, mom, I slept in a little. But I'm here now."

"Okay, fine. Just eat some breakfast and then get started on your studies. No excuses this time, Harry."

"Okay, mom."

Harry went to the refrigerator and pulled out some milk and cereal. He poured himself a bowl and started eating.

Jessica stared at her son, trying to figure out if something was different about him.

"So, what is your plan for winter break? How are you going to pull your grades up?"

"I'm not sure yet. I'll probably start reviewing the materiel we did already and make sure I learn it for next semester."

"Good, that's a good idea. After that, I want you to come with me and help me with some errands."

"Alright, mom."

After breakfast, Harry spent the rest of his morning studying in his room. Normally, he would just spend time playing video games on his computer, or listening to music, but today he actually sat down to study.

However, Jessica would come in his room and constantly question Harry, about what he was studying, and if he was working hard.

"Mom, can I please get some quiet time? I can't concentrate with you constantly coming in and checking on me."

"I'm just worried about you, honey. I'm just making sure you're not slacking off."

"I promise I'm not slacking off. Now, please let me study."

"Alright, fine. I'll leave you alone for a while."

Jessica turned to walk out of the room, but stopped to look at the pouch that was sitting on the nightstand near the door.

"What is this?"

"Oh, uh, it's nothing." Harry replied.

"Really? It looks like a drug bag. Is that marijuana, Harry?"

Harry was mortified, but then thought for a moment and decided to stand up for himself.

"Yeah, that's marijuana, Mom."

"Well, you can't have that here. This is a drug free house. Throw it out."

"Have you ever smoked, Mom?"

"I can't believe you just asked me that, Harry! Of course, I have never done drugs."

"Then you have no idea how good it feels. It helps you relax. You should try it."

"Harry, I don't want you having any drugs in this house."

"Well, I'm an adult, Mom. I can do what I want. Just relax and try some. It'll make you feel better."

"Harry, I can't believe you're talking to me like this. What's gotten into you?"

"I don't know, Mom. Maybe the fact that you've been riding me about everything for the past few months. It's a bit stressful."

"I'm just looking out for you. You need to work harder and apply yourself. You're going to get nowhere in life if you don't work hard."

"I know, mom, but I'm doing my best. Can't you just relax and enjoy yourself for a while? Life doesn't always have to be about working hard. You are so stressed out lately. Do you even ever go on dates since Dad left?"

"How dare you! You don't know what I've been going through since your father left."

"I'm sorry, mom, that's not what I meant."

"You need to get your act together, Harry. You're grounded, and I can't trust you. Give me that." Jessica grabbed the pouch and walked out of the room.

Harry just shook his head. He was upset at himself for losing his temper with his mother, but he also didn't care. She was being way too controlling, and he had try and do something to get her to loosen up a bit.

After Harry's fight with his mom, he went back to studying. He couldn't believe he was actually putting some effort into his schoolwork, but the drug had really helped him realize why he hadn't been studying. He even applied to some seasonal retail jobs online to do over winter break.

Harry noticed his mom spent the rest of the day in her room. He wanted to say something to her, but decided she probably needed some space. He figured he would give her the night and try talking to her the next day.

The following morning, Harry went downstairs early and made his mom some coffee and breakfast. When she came down, she looked a little disheveled, like she had been sleeping for a very long time.

"Good morning, Mom. I made you some breakfast and coffee too. I hope you like it."

"Thank you, Harry. This is a nice surprise. You're usually not up this early."

"I wanted to talk to you about something. About yesterday. I'm sorry I acted that way. Your dating habits are none of my business."

"It's okay, Harry. I was a little upset yesterday, but I shouldn't have reacted like that. It's just that, ever since your dad left, I have been really stressed out. I'm just worried about you, and your future. And, honestly, I miss having a man around the house."

"I'm really sorry, mom. I understand where you're coming from. And I know I'm not the best student. I want to work harder. I promise I will."

"That's good, honey. Thank you for the apology."

"I've applied for a few part-time jobs, but besides that, I'm going to be spending time studying for the next semester, every minute I'm home."

"That's a great idea, honey. And, if there is anything I can do to help you, please let me know."

"Thanks, mom."

They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the warm coffee and the hot breakfast.

"So, are we good?"

"Yes, Harry. We're good. Thanks again for breakfast. Now, hurry up and get ready, we have errands to run today." She kissed Harry on the cheek.

"Ok, mom."

After breakfast, Harry got ready and he and his mother went out.

Their first stop was the mall, where Jessica needed to do some Christmas shopping for the family. They shopped for a few hours, and Jessica was in a much better mood. Harry noticed that she kept smiling at him and didn't mention school or studying once.

On their way back to the car, Harry asked his mom a question.

"So, Mom, I was wondering, what did you do with the pouch from my room?"

"I threw it in my drawer. Why do you want it back so bad? Are you addicted to marijuana?"

"No mom, I, well, I wanted to see if you might want to try it?"

"What! You think I want to try drugs?"

"Just hear me out. You're stressed out all the time. You're always angry. Maybe it could help you relax. If you don't like it, I won't ask again."

"No way, Harry. It's a terrible idea."

"Come on, Mom. Just a little bit. Just once. You don't have to try it, but think of how great it would be if you weren't so stressed out." Harry remembered the feeling of the drug, and honestly believed it would help his mom.

"Well, I've never done anything like that. I have always been a very responsible person. What's it like?"

"It makes you feel really calm. And it's not like alcohol. It's not addicting."

Jessica's gut reaction was to say no, but then she thought, 'I never did anything fun when I was younger. I got married early, and I haven't even dated in years. Maybe he's right. Maybe I do need to relax. It's not fair for me to be the only one who is responsible all the time.'

"Come on mom, it will be fun. And I won't tell anyone."

"Okay, Harry. Fine, I'll do it. But only once."

"Awesome, thanks Mom!"

Harry and his mother drove back home, and Harry couldn't help but smile. As soon as they got home, Jessica spent some time putting away the gifts and Harry went up to his room to study a little more and do some more online applications.

A couple hours later, Jessica called Harry down for dinner.

"Did you get a lot done today?" She asked him.

"I did, Mom. I applied for a few more retail positions, and I reviewed a bunch of stuff for school."

"That's great, Honey. I'm so glad you're taking this seriously."

"Thanks, Mom. I am too. How did you spend the afternoon?"

"I did some online shopping. Did some housework. The usual."

"So, do you still want to try it?"

"I don't know, Harry. It just doesn't feel right."

"Come on, Mom, it'll be great. Just a little bit, and if you don't like it, I'll never bring it up again."

"Fine, Harry. You're not going to stop, are you?"

"Nope, not until you try it."

"Fine, what do we do?"

"Why don't we both get comfortable, and then meet in the living room, and we can try it. Does that sound good?"

"Sure, Harry." They both went upstairs and showered. Jessica was wearing her bath robe, her hair was a little moist from the shower still, but her blonde hair still very curly, so she tied it in a ponytail. She was wearing a black bathrobe, and under it, she was just in a bra and panties. Harry was wearing a white tee shirt and blue sweatpants.