Inviting Our Son Upstairs Ch. 03

Around 7:30am, after I got back from the gym and showered, I entered Evan's room as we had agreed. He was fast asleep and the sun was coming through the blinds. I pulled off my t-shirt and slipped out of my shorts. I was fully naked, and my 6" circumcised penis was half-hard already.

I pulled up the blankets on his twin bed, and he woke up and groggily took in my presence. Why was his stepdad standing nude with a half-erection in front of his face next to his bed? "Move over," I said, "remember, dad was going to come into your bed this morning?"

He remembered the agreement -- anything he did with mom up in her and dad's bedroom, he also had to do with dad. The mother-son intimacy Evan was enjoying with Carrie was founded on a willingness to go past outdated norms, and that went hand in hand with embracing polyamory and homosexuality. Carrie and I felt strongly about using her and Evan's bond to broaden Evan's horizons past the hetero-normative standard.

He slid over, and I got into bed beside him.

"Are you ready for my hands on your penis?"

"I don't know. I don't feel that turned on. I'm not hard."

"That's okay. We can move at a pace you're comfortable with. Maybe we can just masturbate together for a little while?"

He agreed. We lay in his bed facing each other, not saying much, but each of us stroking our own cock.

I asked him if he'd be more comfortable with his pajama bottoms off, and he agreed. I slid off the flannel bottoms, and caught a glimpse of his uncircumcised penis and tuft of brown pubic hair beneath the blankets. He was still not very hard, but at least we were both nude together.

I said maybe it would turn us both on if I told him a bit about how good his mom was at sex. He said he'd like to hear about that. So, I said some of the things that came to my mind.

I told him that his mom was always on the pill because she didn't like condoms. All of her boyfriends, when the orgasmed, did it inside of her vagina. One time, when she was his age, she went on a camping trip in her boyfriend's parents RV. Her boyfriend, a surfer, was staying in one bed at the back of the RV, and she was staying in a small bed up front. After his parents fell asleep, she crept over and climbed into his bed. They had very quiet sex, and he ejaculated into her vagina. She couldn't stay there, and she couldn't make any noise, so she snuck back to her bed, and she had told me she remembered his sperm leaking out of her all night, while his parents slept just a few meters away.

I told him that his mom had a preference for smaller men, like him, who had large uncircumcised penises, like him...

I told him that, sometimes, when I'm close to orgasming, his mom would jam her tongue into my ear to put me over the edge...

I told him to imagine himself in large field, in a secluded area, on a sunny day. To imagine himself walking with his mother and arriving at this field, and then shedding his clothing, and walking with her nude, lying down with her and kissing, feeling her pubic hair rub against his thigh.

I could see that his penis was fully hard now, his hand pulling the foreskin up and down his glans. Mine was hard too. We were masturbating together.

I told him that the thing that most turns on his mother -- REALLY REALLY turns her on -- is when an older guy, a forty or fifty-something, has oral sex or sex with a younger guy, a twenty-something. I told her about how she loves amateur gay pornography and that just talking about this dynamic makes her vagina very very wet.

I told him that I really thought she would be willing to roll on her back, spread her legs, and let him kneel in front of her, set his penis at the entrance of her pussy, and push it inside.

He was really going now. I asked if I could do it. He said yes. I pushed his arm away, and put him hand on his cock, and began to firmly stroke it like he had been doing.

I must've pulled the skin back a bit too tight, as he pushed my arm to have me slow down. He was very sensitive.

Finally, I told him that, when he was ready, he could slide his penis in and out of his mom, kissing her and sucking her breasts, until he's ready for a big orgasm. With other girls, he has to wear a condom (and I knew he did with his only girlfriend to date), but with his mother he's free to shoot his entire load inside of her vagina.

I told him I wanted him to think seriously about whether he'd want his mom to be his girlfriend, because I might be able to make that happen. I told him that a lot of guys thought moms and son were designed to have sex with each other once the son became an adult. I told him that boyfriends and girlfriends can have sex with each other whenever they want.

He was grunting. I increased my speed.

"Are you close?"

"Yeah..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"fucking-- mom's pussy..."

"That's good, keep thinking about that, it's going to feel so so good when you actually put your penis inside of her... tell me when you're cumming, okay?"

I took my other hand off my own cock for the time being and moved it to pressure his abdomen for leverage, and then started to jerk his penis more firmly.

"I'm gonna cum now-- I'm cumming"

"Okay, let it go, shoot it out... shoot into mom"

I stroked him firm and hard, and he shot several spurts of ejaculate all over my abdomen and pubic hair. It got all over my fist and then back onto his shrinking penis.

"Fuck, you did so good."

I was so fucking turned on. I took my slick hand and quickly jerked myself off. I came in about 10 seconds, spraying cum all over Evan's inner thighs and penis. "Fuck yes..." I moaned.

As I was cumming, I had the urge to jam my tongue in his mouth, even to straddle him and spray all over his chest, but I resisted letting myself go too far. I knew especially after his own orgasm he'd be feeling awkward. So, I just thanked him, said that I hoped he enjoyed it, got out of his bed, put on my shorts and shirt, and left.

Through the day, it would cross my mind what he must be thinking at college that day. Here was a young guy who'd always been conditioned to be heterosexual, who's main sexual experiences were fumbling encounters with a young girlfriend, and he had to come to terms with the fact that he'd just had an older man bring him to orgasm with his hand, and then had had semen sprayed all over his tummy and penis. I imagine it would be confusing. The thought also turned me on though.

When I relayed what happened to Carrie, it turned her on too. She kissed me deep with her tongue and said "that's SO fucking hot. I'm so happy he had his first time with a guy with you."

"Did he like it?" She asked. I said that I thought he did. She said, "the idea of you guys hooking up really turns me on."

I laughed and said that I thought we were all being brought closer together by what we had initiated, and that it was very intense and sexy for all of us.

We knew the next step would be Carrie sucking Evan's cock. A mother actually sucking her own son's erect penis! It sounded strange to say, but we both had the feeling it would be an incredibly intimate and sexy act.

It happened a few days later, on Friday night. Carrie had asked Evan not too make plans, if he felt like coming up to the bedroom again, and he said that he did want to come up.

Carrie made a bit of a special occasion of it this time. She put up some white christmas lights, and put some music on not too loud. When Evan came up, Carrie gave him a glass of white wine, and she told him that she wanted all of us to strip to our underwear right away. She told him she was so proud of the way his sexuality was blossoming, and wanted to have a celebration. We all stripped down, me in my boxers, Evan in his boxer-briefs, and Carrie in a gray sports bra and panties. We drank wine, and Carrie even pulled out a joint that we smoked on the balcony. She told Evan that she wanted him to feel like, in our bedroom, we weren't his parents but his lovers. Carrie wanted to dance, but Evan and I were both a bit reluctant. She tried to drag us out to dance with her, but she was doing most of the moving, her large breasts swaying with her shoulders. It was fun, and we were all nice and relaxed.

At one point, Carrie had Evan and I stand together. She said she wanted us to compare our penises. We stood side by side but then she said it would be easier if we were facing each other. Our cocks were right up against one anothers, both of us erect. His was about 7" and uncut of course, but skinnier, until it fattened out a bit at the end. Mine was 6" and cut, but wider all the way through. Carrie wrapped her hands around both of them and said, "you two look so good together!"

Time passed, and Evan and Carrie ended up on the bed, talking and kissing, while I fiddled with my camera in a chair across from the bed. I looked over and saw that they were going pretty hard, with Carrie's nipples hard now, and Evan with a large bulge.

I wandered up close and began snapping a few shots; big-breasted Carrie with her hairy pussy tongue-kissing with her son who had his penis pressed up against her belly. "Take off your top," I said. Carrie pulled off her sports bra, and Evan sucked on her hard brown nipples.

Click. I'd definitely masturbate to this one later.

I told them to pose for a photo and, Carrie in her very flirty mood, responded well. She arranged Evan between her legs, with her tits right behind his head. I got a good shot of her embracing him. I asked her to reach into his shorts, and got that shot. Then I asked her to pull out his erection, and got that shot -- her hand squeezing his shaft as it jutted out of the top of his boxer briefs. Finally, I asked to roll back the foreskin. She had one hand wrapped around his chest, and the other holding his cock. She kissed his ear. So hot to see her hand around his shaft and exposed glans. They looked so sexy and compatible together.

"I think it's time you gave him a blowjob."

"Mmm... what do you think, sweetie?"

"Yes... fuck yes..."

I whispered to Evan, "roll on your back now. This is going to feel really good."

He rolled onto his back, and Carrie got on her knees. I set my camera down and pulled Evan's briefs down and off his legs. Fully nude, his erection sprung up.

Carrie moved closer, used her fingers to pull back his foreskin, and examined the head. She picked away a stray piece of dust, and then jacked his erection up and down a few times.

"You want me to put my mouth on your penis?"

"Yes..."

She looked at it again, and, still pulling his foreskin down taut, ran her tongue up from the bottom of the shaft and all the way to the tip, running it around the head of his penis. Evan moaned.

Carrie then engulfed the head of his penis with her mouth, and she was sucking her son's cock.

I had chills I was so turned on. I snapped a couple more pictures.

Half the time Evan was staring, half the time he was closing his eyes in bliss.

Can you imagine what it must be like to look down, and see your own mother's lips approach and then close over your hard penis?

Carrie was using her tongue along the shaft to create pressure, and would sometimes push Evan's foreskin up over the head, and shove her tongue inside, which caused him to curse, it felt so good.

Eventually, she sped up her pace, jacking firm and quick, and using regular sucking, and Evan trembled and softly said, "I'm getting close-- don't stop."

She kept going, and then he clenched up. All of a sudden, he tried to push her off his cock. He must've thought she didn't want to swallow his semen! She held absolutely firm, and keep pressing on. After a few more moments, he gasped, and let go. Carrie kept on steadily, choked just a little, kept going, and I knew Evan's entire viscous load must be filling up her mouth, and rolling down her throat and into her mommy-belly.

Evan put his forearm over his eyes. He was exhausted. Carrie came up and kissed and held him.

"How good did that feel, buddy?" I asked. He gave a light grin in response. Again, I knew that after the male orgasms, he can often feel ashamed or awkward, so I didn't want to press him too much. This whole situation must've been very confusing for him. After all, he'd just ejaculated into his mother's mouth, her bare breasts and hard nipples scraping against his thighs, and she'd quietly, lovingly, swallowed his entire batch of semen. How would you feel?

After a little while, Evan asked if he could taste Carrie down there. She said that he certainly could eventually but that she thought we were done for tonight. She reminded him that it was daddy's turn now, to have oral sex with him, and she wanted him to get some rest for that. So she said goodnight, and he got up, gathered his clothes, and went down to his room.

I was desperate to fuck Carrie -- my cock was hard as a rock. I just wanted to slide into her and unload. But she told me she wanted to save my semen for the next morning.

I took me an hour to get to sleep, I was so hard and turned on.

The next morning, after my workout, I again entered his room and stripped off my clothes. Evan woke up and, this time, knew what I was here for.

He opened his blankets, pulled off his pajama bottoms, and already was mostly erect, his glans poking out of his foreskin, surrounded by his tangle of pubic hair. He opened his legs to leave me room to crawl between them, prepared to close his eyes and let his cock be sucked. I shook my head... he had received oral sex from his mother, and now I was going to receive oral sex from him. I would put my lips around his cock another day.

I took him by his hand and, with him still groggy, guided him to his knees on the carpeted floor. I step toward him, put my hand on the side of his face, and told him to open his mouth and to go slow. I put my erect cut cock into his mouth, the head not quite as soft and pink as his, and began very gently guiding him back and forth as he got it slick.

A little faster now as he got the hang of it. "Swirl your tongue around it. Yeah..."

I put his hand on my cock and got him to stroke me a little as he was going.

I noticed that his own cock was hard, plump between his legs. I was glad he was enjoying this.

Eventually, between my arousal at the circumstances, and his steady sucking, I felt my orgasm approaching. "I'm going to cum," I announced. Instinctively, I felt him become a bit tentative, but continue on. "Keep going I said," and took his hand off my cock and replaced it with my own, jacking faster.

I gripped the back of his head, and said "I'm going to come. Now. Swallow."

"It's going to come fast so keep swallowing or your mouth will get filled up. Okay. I'm coming now."

He tried to pull back a little, but felt my firm grip and continued on. I felt my cock explode... One spurt... two... three...

He was groaning, swallowing and trying to keep up.

Eventually I finished and pulled him off my cock.

His cock was fully hard between his legs, the foreskin pulled back at the strength of his arousal. He'd just swallowed his first load of semen, and it was a lot.

He stood up, with his erection bobbing between his legs.

Later in the day, I again reflected on what must be going through his mind. When he saw a pretty girl, big boobs in a sweater, nice ass... would he be like all of his straight friends, unequivocal in their desire to pursue and fuck her? Or would he feel some new ambivalence and confusion, remembering himself naked on the floor this morning, his mouth around an erection, his mouth filling with sperm?