Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2019 21:39:16 -0500
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Subject: Mom's Nuts by Cutter09 gay adult/youth

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Mom's Nuts

  I was leaving my apartment one morning when I noticed men moving
furniture into the apartment across the landing from me. The door was open
and I could see a woman directing them in placing the furniture.

  "Hello... I'm Chester, your neighbor across the way."

  "Oh? Hi. Lillian, just call me Lil. Nice to meet you."

  "Same here. And call me Chet. Is there anything I can help with?"

  You're an angel. I have some boxes in my car that could use your manly
muscles. The blue SUV beside the big truck. The door's open."

  I found the car, and the boxes. They weren't particularly heavy, but
pretty bulky. As I brought in the first box, she directed me to the bedroom
on the left of the hall bathroom.

  The next box was even lighter than the first, and wasn't sealed. I could
see a teddy bear laying atop some `Star Wars' sheets. I concluded that she
must have a young son. I took the box to the same bedroom. The third box
was a little heavier and rattled indicating it contained toys and games.

  Lil struck me as sort of an odd duck. Something in the way she talked,
but as long as she didn't throw wild parties, it was none of my business.

  After finishing with her boxes, I excused myself to go grocery shopping
as I had planned before getting sidetracked.

  The next morning I saw her again. She volunteered that her son was
staying with her mother in Austin while she got settled here. Which was
perfectly understandable.

  I didn't see her again for awhile. Then one day as I came around the
corner of the building I saw a kid enter her apartment. Only this kid was
probably a teenager, not a little boy.

  I grabbed hold of his arm before he could close the door.

  "Come here you little punk," I said hauling him out of the apartment. "We
don't like thieves around here."

  I"m not a thief. I live here."

  "Bull shit. What's your mom's name?"

  "Lillian," he cried out staring at my fist.

  If that was a guess, it was a damn good one. I unlocked my door and
dragged him inside, probably cutting off the circulation in his arm.

  I practically threw him down on the sofa. "So, Lillian's your mother? Do
you have a younger brother?"

  He suddenly looked like a balloon losing air. He just sort of sagged. He
looked down and shook his head no.

  "Just as I thought. I'm calling the cops."

  "You're Chet, right? I can explain."

  Ok, he had my attention again. How did he know my name?

  There was a tear in his eye, and a tremble in his voice, as he said, "My
dad died a little over eight years ago. Mom hasn't been the same since. To
her, I'm still a little boy the same age as I was then. She's sorta stuck
in that time zone. She's not dangerous, just mixed up."

  "Oh really. What kind of sheets are on your bed?"

  He hung his head again ashamedly. "Star Wars. I also have `SpongeBob
Squarepants' and `Spider Man'. I even have matching underwear to go with
them all."

  My eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch. He saw me looking. "I can't
wear them, they're too small."

  I could clearly see the outline of his dick and balls in the soft shorts
he was wearing.

  "Luckily, my grandma buys me clothes for my birthday and Christmas every
year, or I would have to be naked all the time."

  A picture of that went straight to my mind, then headed south to my cock.

  "Your grandma doesn't buy you underwear?"

  "No. I can't ask her to do that. I told her Mom doesn't understand the
latest teen fashion. I can't tell her my dick is too big for
`Spongebob'. I've been going `Commando' for years."

  Another mental image went straight to my cock to complete my erection. I
sat in the recliner next to the sofa to hide my condition.

  I didn't think he could make all that up on the spot, so I believed
him. "It must be hard for you to keep pretending to be a little boy."

  "My mom loves me, and I love her. She's just confused. I don't want to
hurt her, so I play along."

  "What's your name, son?" I asked trying to lift the atmosphere a bit.

"Devlin. Thank God I had a name before this all started. She calls me
`Snookums' or `Little Angel'."

  "I think I'll call you Dev. That sounds like you would have a dick too
big even for `Spider Man' to take."

  I'm not sure if he caught the double meaning, but he gave me a huge smile
and nodded.

  "I can't imagine how tough it is for you. Moms have trouble letting their
children grow up even under normal situations. I mean, when a baby gets a
boner, they go "Aww, how cute." but at your age, and your mom still thinks
it's a baby boner. Damn."

  "Yeah. I stole an alarm clock from Walmart so Mom wouldn't have to come
into my room in the mornings anymore. I can't let her see me with morning
wood," he chuckled.

  Poor kid. It's bad enough for boys when their moms see them with an
erection, but his mom still thinks it's an inch long, and he's doing all he
can to protect her from the reality of it. And from what I could see, it
definitely wasn't only an inch.

  "Even going out to eat, she gets me the children's menu. We've been in a
few arguments over age limits. It got really hard for them to accept when
she insisted I was only 5. I finally just stop going out with her."

  "What do your friends say about all this?"

  "What friends? I don't have any. I couldn't bring them into it, I would
be a laughing stock. We just moved here from Austin, but I won't be making
any friends when school starts. I just can't."

  Jesus. My heart went out to this kid. Just think about all the ways we
change in those eight years. To have a mom that doesn't understand that
would be horrible.

  "Well, Dev, I'm your friend, and I understand. You don't have to pretend
around me, and I will help anyway I can. I will keep your secret and not
hold it against you like kids your age would."

  "Thanks Chet. That in itself would be a great help."

  Suddenly there came a frantic banging on my door. "Chet! Chet!"

  It was his mom's voice. I opened the door.

  "Chet, my little boy is missing! You've got to help me find him!"

  Dev stepped into view then. "Snookums! What on earth are you doing here?
You scared the life out of me."

  Dev started to speak but I cut him off. "He heard me struggling with my
groceries and came to my assistance. He's such a good boy."

  "You told me you had met him already. So I didn't think it was a
problem," Dev said carrying on my ruse.

  "Oh. Well that's alright then. I'm too tired to cook tonight, how about
Denny's for dinner?"

  Ut oh. Children's menu. I could see Dev struggling.

  "Actually Lil, I offered to treat him to McDonald's for helping me. That
is, if it's alright with you."

  "I don't know..." She started.

  "Please Mom. Please, please, please," Dev said in his best little kid's
voice.

  "Oh... Ok," she relented.

  "Didn't you say there's a ballgame on later too?" Dev said to me with a
grin.

  "Uh, oh yeah. Did you want to watch it with me?"

  "Can I please, Mom?"

  "Boys and their ballgames. Sure, just don't be too late."

  "We'll be right across the landing if you get worried," I explained to
her.

  After I closed the door I said, "Now I see what all you have to go
through."

  "You don't know the half of it. I even have to take baths because she's
afraid I'll fall in the shower," he bemoaned.

  I shook my head. "I'm sorry. Don't worry, you can shower here anytime you
want," I offered reassuringly.

  "Can I really? That'd be great."

  I looked at him a moment then said, "You might want to use my razor too,
you're starting to get a little peach fuzz on your upper lip."

  "I know. I've been trying to figure out where I could hide a razor if I
stole one."

  "First off, stop stealing. Secondly, if you need something `manly' just
ask me. If I don't have it, I'll get it for you."

  "Thanks Chet. You're a lifesaver." He threw his arms around my chest and
hugged me.

  I felt my pants start getting tighter again. My erection had subsided
with the banging on the door. Now it was returning.

  "Uh...Are you ready to go to McDonald's?"

  "Do we have to go there?" he asked.

  "I could order us a pizza to go with that imaginary ballgame you
mentioned," I suggested.

  Dev nodded. "Can I shower while we wait?"

  "Sure. Bathroom is there. Should be everything you need in there. I'll
make the call. What kind of pizza do you like?"

  "Whatever you like is fine with me."

  I was on the phone when I heard him singing in the shower. The Beatles
`Let It Be' oddly enough. His mother wasn't even born yet when that song
came out. For that matter, neither was I.

  A few minutes later the shower went off. Then he called me.

  "Chet. Can you come here a minute?"

  I went to the bathroom door. "What's wrong son?"

  Dev opened the door. "Can you show me how to do this?" he asked holding
up my razor.

  I laughed a little. Then I thought about how dads usually do that sort of
thing and I felt sad for him again.

  "Actually I have a disposable razor in the drawer. It can be yours until
we can get you one of your own."

  I got the razor from the drawer and then noticed he had a towel wrapped
around his waist. I knew he didn't have underwear on so he was nude beneath
the towel. His torso was smooth and blemish free, his pink nipples called
out to be nibbled.

  "Uh...first you need shaving cream." I shook the can and squirted a
little on his hand. "You won't need much for just your lip. The rest of
your face is smooth as a baby's butt. You probably won't need to shave that
for another couple of years. And your lip about once a month will probably
do. Now just put the cream on your lip."

  He leaned toward the fogged up mirror to see himself. "Let me get a towel
to clean that off for you."  I reached for the linen closet door knob.

  "Don't dirty another towel just for that," he said, then whisked off the
one around his waist, and proceeded to wipe the mirror.

  My eyes went straight to his crotch. I had a glimpse before he leaned
against the counter to wipe the mirror. Even the quick glimpse went
directly to my cock. I saw enough to know he was circumcised, nicely thick
for his age, and a small patch of pubes centered over his dick. I swore to
myself that I would lick the spot on the counter where he leaned his cock
against it.  His bubble butt bounced as he cleaned the mirror.

  He finished wiping the mirror, and wrapped the towel around his waist
again, giving me another glimpse. He was soft and around four inches, nice
head, pale color. I had thought he might have jerked off in the shower, but
it wasn't the least bit red looking or still `fluffy' which I assumed it
would be. Interesting that he wasn't the least bit shy to just whip the
towel off like that.

  He leaned toward the mirror and smeared the cream on.

  "Ok, now carefully drag the razor down your lip. If you draw it in a
little, it will smooth out the gap in the middle below your nose. The
pivoting head will adjust to the contour of your face, some, but you still
have to be careful of bumps or moles and such. Be careful in the corner of
your mouth too, where your lips join. Right. Perfect."

  Dev bent over to rinse his face, and the towel dropped off him. I
received a great view of his butt again. I seriously considered burying my
face in it's crack.

  "Just perfect," I repeated.

  He had finished rinsing, and was smiling at me in the mirror. "Thanks,"
he replied. I'm sure he knew I was looking at his butt when I said "Just
Perfect".

  "It's hard to imagine your mom not being able to see that you're growing
up," I said admiring his body.

  He stepped back and gave me a full frontal view. "Well, obviously she has
never seen me like this," he laughed impishly, and picked up the towel from
the floor.

  Dev was definitely not shy. And he had nothing to be ashamed of either.
  The doorbell rang, so I went to pay the delivery guy. I closed the door
and turned to see Dev enter in just the towel still. I smiled at him and
glanced at the towel.

  "I hope you don't mind. I never get to do this at home." I'm not sure if
he knew the effect he had on me or was he really that naive.

  "No. It's quite alright. I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to do it."

  "I guess it's like you said. You know my secret, and not telling anyone
or making fun of me. I guess I'm just relaxed for the first time ever."

  "Good," I said smiling.

  We sat down with our pizza and chatted.

  "So, what else is difficult for you at home?"

  "Everything really. She talks to me like you would imagine a mom talks to
a small child. She makes me watch `Sesame Street', she thinks Kermit is my
favorite. As a treat, she gives me cookies and milk. I get Kool Aid or
juice with dinner. She makes smiley faces on my pancakes. I mean, it goes
on and on."

  I really felt sorry for him.  "It must be awful. Well, you can relax
here."

  He was quiet for a moment, then chuckled. "The first time I had a wet
dream, I panicked. I couldn't let Mom find that. I actually peed on the
sheets a little and carried them to her. I told her I had an accident. She
made me wash the sheets."

  I laughed with him. "That's too funny. Sad but funny. How do you manage
that part of your life?"

  "Again, not easily. I can't take showers. I can't do it in the bath, it
makes a rhythmic sound in the water that she can hear. I can't do it in bed
at night without a way to clean it up that she won't notice. If I stay on
the toilet too long, she knocks on the door and asks me if I'm constipated,
even offers to give me an enema."

  I cracked up laughing at that picture in my head. "I'm sorry. It's rude
of me to laugh at your misfortune." But a boy his age needs relief
regularly.

  "No worries. I would laugh too if it wasn't me. She works sometimes, and
will let me stay by myself if I promise not to go outside. That's why she
was going crazy earlier. I found some money in the sofa cushions, so I
walked down to the corner store and got a Coke. I haven't had one since I
left Austin. You caught me coming back. I was going to... you know, do it
before she got home."

  "So I really messed up your afternoon. I'm sorry. Did you uh...take care
of it in the shower?" I asked with a grin. I was kind of hoping he'd say
yes, because I would have a great picture in my head to jerk to later.

  "No. I thought about it though. But I wanted to try shaving. Where do you
do it?"

  "Sometimes in the shower but mostly at my desk watching porn on my
computer. I live alone, so I can do it anywhere I want."

  "You have porn? You're so lucky."

  "I would guess that ninety per cent of people over fifteen and under
eighty have porn."

  "My mom doesn't. I would have found it by now."

  "You've never seen any porn?"

  "I know I could never explain that to my mom. Most moms expect to find it
in their son's room at some point. Not mine."

  "I uh... don't suppose you would like to see some?" God please let him
say yes.

  Dev's smile lit the room. "You'd be my best friend ever if I could."

  I led him to my office. It's a two bedroom apartment, but I use one for
an office.

  "What would you like to see?" I asked as I fired up the computer.

  "I don't much care. What's your favorite."

  This was as good a time as any to spring the news on him. "Are you sure
you want to know?"

  "Now that you said that, I definitely have to," he said mischievously.

  "You can't tell your mom about this."

  He looked at me like I was crazy.

  "Oh yeah. Sorry."

  I clicked on a couple of folders till I found my special folder. I found
a video of two teen boys playing on a webcam. One eventually gives the
other a blow job. This is one of my favorites because you can tell when the
guy cums and his friend swallows it. You can see his throat move carrying
the cum to his belly. It's a pretty long video, and really hot The kid
giving the blow job enjoys his work and his reward.


  I stood up so Dev could take the chair, then clicked to start the
video. The teens are probably being instructed by whoever they are on cam
with that captured the video. They start out with just a kiss, like it's a
dare or something. Soon they have their pants undone and then the blow job
starts. At one point they get interrupted by someone, but then get right
back to the blow job. One kid standing, the other on his knees. I don't
think it was his first time sucking dick, and it's obvious he wants his
friend to cum in his mouth.

  Dev's eyes are glued to the screen. Once the kid gets on his knees, and
his friend stands, it's pretty obvious where it's headed. The one on his
knees looks at his friend's dick with admiration. He grasps it and strokes
it a few times, never taking his eyes off it. Then he plunges his mouth
down on it.

 Dev didn't respond negatively to what was on the screen. I looked at his
lap and see the towel start tenting. His hand came up and gripped his dick
over the towel. I thought about asking him if he would like me to leave the
room, but changed my mind.

  By now he knows what I like, and didn't run away screaming. I dropped to
my knees beside him, and see him glance at me. I reached over and touched
his hand, and he let go of his dick. I then reached for where the corners
of the towel are tied and pulled it loose and away, exposing his absolutely
gorgeous dick and balls to my gaze. Dev watched and allowed me to continue.

  I gripped his dick and glanced up at him. His eyes were now on the
screen, but he spread his legs further apart to allow me access. I stroked
him a little then pulled on his hips. He might be repressed at home, but
he's definitely not stupid. He understands what I want and stands up like
the kid in the video. My mouth moved over the head of his seven inches, and
down to his pubes. I heard him moan as I began working his dick. His
instincts take over, and he grips my head and began a slow thrusting of his
hips. I watch that small patch of whispies move back and forth in front of
my eyes as his dick finds a home in my mouth. I look higher and see he's
alternating between watching the video and watching me suck his dick. He
knows I want to please him. He knows I want his load, just like the kid in
the video. He thrusts into my mouth, and all too quickly, he gives it to
me. Pushing his dick head into my throat, moaning a short grunt as each
blast leaves his teen cock.

  I glance at the screen and see that the video had ended. I was swallowing
his load about the same time as the teen in the video swallowed his
friend's. Dev sat down in my desk chair, smiling at me still on my knees in
front of him. He didn't try to hide his dick from me, allowing my continued
admiration of his body.

  "Was that alright?" I asked, bringing what just happened out in the open.

  "That was GREAT."

  "I mean, was it alright for me to do that? Do you feel like I took
advantage of you?" Mostly I wanted to know if I would have a chance to do
it again.

  "No. It was fine. I'm glad you did. I've been wanting to try things, only
I don't have any friends to try things with. Hell, I rarely get to do
anything on my own even. Did you mind that I shot off in your mouth?"

  I reached for his now soft dick. "No, I wanted you to. You have a big
beautiful dick. It's a shame it's not getting used."

  "You swallowed it. Like the kid in the video. That was neat. I've tasted
it, and kinda liked it. It's good to know I'm not weird."

  "Some people like it, some don't. I think if you're gonna give a blow
job, cum is part of the deal. You should get the reward for a job well
done. Was that your first blow job?"

  "It was my first anything. I don't know why I feel so comfortable around
you. I'm not usually like this."

  "Probably because you're so repressed at home, and you're not here. It's
a burden lifted from your shoulders," I said, still admiring his dick.

  "So...Can I come over again sometime?" Dev asked hopefully.

  "I would be very pleased if you came over again. Anytime you want and can
get away from your mom."

  "That's exactly what I want. To get away from Mom for a while."

  "Then consider this your sanctuary."

  I leaned over and took his cock between my lips again. I felt it
returning to life, so I sucked it with passion.

  "Jesus, Chet. You're definitely my new best friend," Dev said running his
fingers through my hair as I bobbed on his dick.

  I released his cock long enough to lick his hairless balls. He moaned at
the new sensation. Then directed my head back to his cock. He watched as I
serviced him, amazement written all over his face. Our gazes met just as he
sent the first of three powerful jets of teen cum down my throat. I drew
back some so I could taste his essence. I wanted to keep his dick in my
mouth forever.

  When I had finished licking him clean I said, "Too bad your mom doesn't
appreciate what a beautiful teen boy you are."

  "Speaking of which, maybe I should get dressed before she comes looking
for me."

  I gave his dick one last look before reluctantly releasing it.

  The door was barely closed behind him, when I had my cock out beating it
to submission. Visions of his body and especially his dick fueled my
fantasy. The taste of his cum still on my tongue as I shot my load.

  Before meeting Dev, my fantasies revolved around my one and only chance
encounter with a boy in a highway rest stop men's room, between St. Louis,
and Chicago. It was so foggy that night, people were pulling off the
highway because visibility was so poor. I had managed to get to the rest
stop, and was going to take a nap while I waited for the fog to lift.

  Just as I laid my head back I saw a figure entering the men's room. At
nineteen, I already knew my leanings, and decided to follow him. It wasn't
until I stood next to him that I discovered my preference for young boys.

  Ignoring the unwritten rule of leaving a space between, I stood at the
urinal next to him. I didn't hear any sound of peeing, so I chanced a
glance.  He was about fourteen, and was waving a nice looking erection
around. When I looked at his face, he motioned toward the stalls, and
stepped away.

  I followed him into the last stall, where he was standing with his
erection still out of his zipper. I sat on the toilet, and he pulled my
face toward his dick. He knew what he wanted. I wanted it too, that was
what I was there for. He face fucked me for ten minutes and unloaded in my
throat. Then he zipped up and walked out.

  This had occurred about the time Dev was around six, and had been my most
enjoyable sexual experience until now. All that was now replaced with the
sight of Dev sitting in my office chair completely on display and
available. Dev had a more beautiful and tastier dick too.

  The next morning I had just finished my first cup of coffee, and was
about to get into the shower, when my doorbell rang.

  "Hey Dev, what's up?" I asked upon seeing him.

  "Mom just left. Am I disturbing you?" he asked, glancing at the towel
around my waist.

  "Of course not. Come in."

  "Before she left, I asked Mom if I could watch the game with you again
tonight."

  "What did she say?"

  "Mom hates team sports so I think she's happy that you like to watch
them. It's funny she doesn't like sports, but she'll watch WWF
wrestling. Anyway, she said I could."


  "Great. I was just about to get in the shower. There's Coke in the
fridge, help yourself."

  "Can I take a shower after you?"

  "I told you this is your sanctuary. Whatever you can't do at home, you
can do here. Well, no drugs or killing anyone, but you get my drift. I'll
use the shower in my room, you can use the hall bath."

  "Thanks Chet."

  I finished my shower and went to get another cup of coffee. I could see
Dev in the living room dressed just as I was. Towel only. I joined him on
the sofa.

  "You know, it's the simple things that make life worthwhile. A nice
shower, a cold Coke, and I'm a happy guy," he said with a distant look on
his face.

  "I agree," I said, raising my cup to him.

  "Get this. Last night when I got home, Mom was all third degree on
me. She asked if I enjoyed the game, but that was just to open
dialogue. Then she asked what else we did, and what did we talk about. She
even asked me if you touched me."

  I know I must have paled at hearing that. "What did you tell her?"

  "I said you did."

  "Uh..."


  "I told her you put your hand on my shoulder while we were in line at
McDonald's. So she asked if you touched me in a bad way. She's been on that
subject for a few years. I told her you didn't."

  I'm sure I breathed a sigh of relief.

  He saw my response. "Well, I couldn't tell her you gave me my first blow
job and swallowed my load. That would just send her right over the
edge. Besides, to me, it wasn't a bad way at all," he smiled.

  "Keep talking like that, and I just might do it again," I threatened.

  Dev reached for the knot in his towel and opened it. Before I could
react, he reached for my towel too.

  For some reason, I hadn't thought he might be interested in my cock, but
his hand went straight to it. I was hard in an instant, and he had my eight
and a half thick inches in his hand.

  "Will mine get as big as yours?" he asked.

  "Maybe bigger, you're well on your way and have a lot of time to grow."

  I moved my hand to his equally hard dick. We sat side by side slowly
stroking each other.

  "I've always wondered what somebody else's dick felt like. I'm so glad
we're neighbors. I would be stuck in that hellhole forever, and not have
anyone to talk to about this sort of stuff."

  I bent down and took his dick into my mouth, causing him to moan, but he
didn't let go of my cock. I bobbed up and down on his for a minute, and he
pushed me away. I thought he was mad about something, until he dropped his
head into my lap to return the favor.

  He wasn't the least bit tentative. He went at it like he really wanted to
please me, like he wanted what he knew was to be his reward. But he didn't
finish me.

  "This is fun," he said rising from my lap. "Just two guys, sitting around
naked, playing with each other's dick. Can we do this a lot more?"

  "I'm game if you are," I replied, as if I had to be talked into it.

  I don't know what I did to deserve it, but it was definitely a gift from
God. Spending time naked with a teen boy was a fantasy come true.

  The next hour passed way too quickly, as we talked and alternated sucking
each other for a couple of minutes at a time. We were both taken to the
edge so often, I finally couldn't take anymore, and pulled him into a
69. We gobbled cock for only a minute before we both exploded into each
other's mouth.

  Dev didn't hesitate to swallow, and of course I didn't either.

  We lay silently catching our breath and enjoying the company. He broke
the silence by saying, "Man, I am so glad we moved here."

  "Ditto," I replied with a chuckle. "By the way, why did your mom decide
to move here?"

  "Mom just got her real estate license. A friend of hers from high school
owns an office here and is helping Mom get started in the business. It
takes a long time to build up a clientele, and getting familiar with the
market here. Mostly she answers the telephone when no one else is
available, and occasionally gets to show a house."

  We spent the day naked together. Touching each other whenever and
wherever we wanted. I was blissfully happy having him there, available to
my every whim.

  Dev left after he gave me another load to swallow, but returned that
evening. He was carrying a bag.

  "Mom bought me a new game. I told her I would get you to play it with
me."

  It was the children's board game `Candy Land'.

  "Ok. We can play that right after we watch the ball game on tv." I
chuckled.

  "Yeah right. Like that's gonna happen."

  He began opening the game and all the stuff inside, just to make it look
used. "Do you think Mom will ever get passed this insanity?"

 I felt sorry for Dev, but I wasn't sure I wanted his mother to get passed
this. If she did, he wouldn't rely on me as much and I might lose him.

  "I don't know. I really don't know her that well. You said it started
when your father died?"

  "I was too young at the time to say for sure, but that is about the age
she thinks I am. So that's what I suspect.

  "Hmm. Maybe what she needs is another man in her life. You know,
something to `jump start' her clock again."

  "Well...She hasn't had a date that I know of, so you might be
right. Chet, I know it's a lot to ask, but could you..."

  I threw my hands up. "Nope. I'm not fucking a mother and son duo. That
has never been on my bucket list."


  "I'm sorry. You're right. I'm just getting so desperate. Besides, you're
my knight in shining armour, and I don't want to share you with her. I like
what we have too much for that," he said reaching for my cock. "Could we
watch that video again?"

  "Actually, I want to show you another one."

  "Oh? Ok, lead the way."

  I fired up the computer, and dug up my special folder. By the time I had
the video lined up, I turned to see Dev had already undressed. I got naked
quickly as he sat at the desk watching me.

  The video I had chosen is another of my favorites. In this one a boy of
around fourteen, fucks a man about my age. I have several with the same two
people in them. They are homemade with a still camera catching the
action. The best part of them is the passion between the two
participants. You can tell they care for each other. Most show the boy
fucking the man, but one has the man fucking the boy.

  I started the video then went to the bathroom. When the video ended, Dev
found me in the bedroom, knees drawn up to my chest in offering. He climbed
into the bed, and I handed him a bottle of lube.

  "Use this."

  Once passed my muscle, he leaned in and kissed me intimately as he fed
the rest of his heavenly dick to my chute.

  He didn't get carried away and rush things. His stroke was steady and
determined. Because of our earlier encounter, he lasted a long time too. He
didn't just hastily fuck me. He made passionate love to me. It was unlike
anything I could have imagined, and I felt myself falling for him.

  I discovered why so many teen girls get pregnant. There is nothing more
thrilling than to have a teen boy's dick in you. When you first see it, you
want it. Once you've had it, You can't keep your hands off it. It's like a
drug, you crave it. If I were female, I would be imagining that fat knob
going deep in me, squirting millions of sperm in search of an egg to
fertilize. I would want that egg fertilized too. That's why I would take
that dick over and over.

  I guess because it was my first, it holds special attraction too. Not to
mention Dev is a beautiful boy with a very nice dick. Once he got started,
I wanted it to never end. I wanted his dick to stay in me, fuck me
repeatedly, then fuck me more whenever it could. Just shoot it's load,
recover, and start again without leaving me.

  But Dev didn't just fuck me though. He made slow passionate love to
me. Caressing me, kissing me, slowly building his stroke and my desire to
be seeded.

  "I'm gonna cum," Dev proclaimed.

I was elated. I wanted to feel him spurting inside me.

  He drew back and shoved in hard and deep. Once, twice, three times, then
held his dick at its deepest point to unleash his cum in me. I could feel
him pulsing inside my tunnel, giving me what I wanted most right then. We
didn't leave my bed until he had to go home.

  It was early afternoon the next day, when Lil knocked on my door.

  "Am I disturbing you Chet?"

  "No, not at all, come in."

  Lil stepped in somewhat cautiously. "I was showing a house this morning
to a very nice man, and well... He asked me out to dinner. I hate to leave
my Snookums alone at night, but I haven't been out in such a long time. I
was wondering if he could possibly spend the evening with you? I know it's
short notice, but he really seems to like you. I promise he'll be a good
boy and do as you tell him. He..."

  "Lil, it's not a problem. I would be glad to look after Dev...uh,Snookums
for you. We'll find a game to watch or maybe I'll get a chance to beat him
at `Candy Land'."

  At six o'clock Dev knocked on my door. "Mom said to bring this."
Indicating to the board game in his hand. "Did you really want to play this
or would you rather play in my candy land?"

  It was an invitation that I couldn't refuse. We were naked in a flash,
locked in a passionate embrace. "Are we going to just stand here kissing or
are you going to fuck me?" he asked.

  He was aware that I had prepared myself before offering myself to him. He
followed my example, and was ready for the event. I lay him on his back
kissing his lips, and crawled between his legs. I wanted to savor the
moment, but Dev reached down and grabbed my cock, placing it at his
entrance.

  "I want you inside me," he whispered huskily in my ear.

  As I slid into him, he moaned loudly. "Oh Chet... Yes... Please fuck me
Chet." His moans continued as I slowly slid in and out of his tight tunnel.

   "Oh... Oh... Yes... Oh God... I love you Chet..."

  There it was out in the open. I was both thrilled and terrified.

  I leaned down and kissed him again as I picked up the pace of thrusts
into his ass.

  "Oh God... You're gonna make me cum," he moaned, wrapping his arms and
legs around me. He frantically thrust his butt up at me as I pounded down
into him. He reached his peak and buried his face in my neck releasing his
load between our bellies. That pushed me over the edge too, and I filled
him with the biggest load of my life.

  We snuggled and kissed and groped each other for the next two hours,
finally dragging ourselves from bed when we thought it was about time for
his mom to return.

  Dev was in the bathroom when the knock came at the door. "Hi Lil. Devlin
is in the bathroom. I'll send him right home when he comes out."

  "Actually... Uh... The date has gone really well, you see. And I was kind
of hoping... that is if you don't mind... Can Snookums stay the night? You
understand it just wouldn't be right for him to uh... Well you know what I
mean."

  Over her shoulder I see a man standing by her doorway with a smile that
said "I'm getting laid."

  "Sure Lil. I understand. No problem."

  "Thanks Chet. I owe you."

  I thought about saying "Don't worry, your son is paying your tab," but
held my tongue.

  When Dev came out he asked "Did I hear you talking to someone?"

  "Yeah. Your mom is back. She asked if you could stay here tonight."

  "What? You're shitting me right?" he asked in shock.

  "Nope. Apparently her date went really well. It seems you're not the only
member of your family that's getting dick tonight."

  "Yuck. I don't even want that in my head. There's only one dick I'm
interested in," he said kissing me passionately.

  I fucked him doggie style the second time. It wasn't as intimate, just
pure raw sex. We collapsed on the bed afterward trying to get our breath
back.

  "I didn't know my mom was so easy. Sleeping with the guy after the first
date."

  "Um, I hate to break it to you, but we haven't even had a date yet. And
here we are."
  "You're right. Oh well, I guess I come by it naturally then. I'm as easy
as my mom. I bet I'm enjoying it more than she is though," Dev said as he
toyed with my cock.

  I had him once more missionary style before we went to sleep. Our lips
were attached throughout the coupling, until I was heading for the finish
line. "Cum with me Chet... Cum in me... Please."

  We climaxed together like seasoned lovers. Then I licked his belly clean.

  In the morning he took my ass again. It was just as passionate as
before. Damn, can that kid fuck.

  It was after noon when he left. Only to return around five. "He's still
there, and I think he's staying over again. Would you mind if I stayed
here? I don't want to hear them fucking."

  "So you met him?"

  "Yeah. They were eating breakfast when I went in. He was wearing just
boxers. He said `You must be Devlin. Somehow I thought you were younger'
and he shook my hand. Then he turned to Mom and said `They grow up so fast
these days. One day they're toddlers and suddenly right before your eyes,
they're young men.' The funny thing is, Mom was just staring at me like she
didn't recognise me. Then a few minutes ago. I came out of my room, and
they were making out on the sofa, her hand was inside his boxers. So I said
I was spending the night here. She said `Ok Son.' She actually called me
Son, not Snookums. And she didn't say anything about me staying here, like
I didn't even need to ask permission. Nothing about being a good boy or to
mind my manners."

  "Do you think that was significant?" I asked.

  "Well, yeah. You didn't see the way she was looking at me. It was like
she was seeing me for the first time. I think she may be coming out of her
fog."

  "That's a good thing. Right?" Though I wasn't so sure it was a good thing
for me.

  "Yeah, I guess so," Dev replied cautiously.

  "I've got a chicken baking. How does that sound for dinner?"

  "Great. Do we have time for a little fun in bed first?"

  "It's like you can read my mind," I chuckled.

  We dashed to the bedroom, and were both naked as we hit the pillows. We
fell into a sixty nine, both starving for the other's cock.

  After dinner we snuggled on the sofa in front of the tv for a couple of
hours, then back to bed for some heavy fucking. I was truly falling for
this boy.

  In the morning, I decided to make him breakfast, and take it to him in
bed. He was asleep when I got out of bed. I didn't want bacon grease
popping out of the skillet onto my junk, so I donned my robe and went to
the kitchen.

  I had the coffee brewing and had just put the bacon in the pan, when
there was a knock at the door. I quickly checked on Dev, and he was still
asleep, so I went to the door.

  "Morning Chet."

  "I'm afraid I'm not dressed yet Lil," I said trying to get her to leave.

  "I'm sorry. I wanted to..."

  Just then I heard the bedroom door open. A very naked and erect Dev came
out rubbing his eyes.

  "Do I smell ba... " He froze.

  Lil was staring at her naked son. Time seemed to stop. Without another
word, she turned and left.

  "Shit," Dev muttered.

  "Shit is right. If she didn't realize before that you've grown up, she
certainly knows it now."

  Then it dawned on me. It appeared he wasn't bothered by my seeing him
naked, and he was leaving my bedroom in that state. That could only lead to
one conclusion from her viewpoint. Her son and I were intimate.

  Dev figured it out too. "And she knows we're having sex. Should I go talk
to her?"

  "No. Let her digest it for awhile. You probably don't want to face her
with it fresh on her mind."

  A few minutes later, we heard her and her date on the landing,
leaving. She didn't knock on my door or anything.

   Even though he was obviously worried, Dev didn't bother to dress. We
stayed naked together all day, something we both enjoyed very much. Just to
watch him moving around in my apartment, dick swinging between his legs,
kept the blood trapped in my cock. His beautiful body at my disposal was a
dream come true. He enjoyed my attention too, constantly finding a reason
to parade in front of me.

  It was after midnight when we heard his mother come home, and she wasn't
alone. Dev, wanting to avoid a scene, stayed with me. In fact, we didn't
see her for three weeks, and only then because we happened to be leaving at
the same time.

  There was an awkward silence. I finally said, "We obviously need to
talk."

  "Not now," she said looking nervously over her shoulder at the boyfriend.

  Three days later, there was a knock at my door.

  "Hi Lil. Come in." I noticed she was carrying a suitcase.

  "I brought Devlin some clothes."

  "We bought him a few things, but thanks. It's been difficult washing them
over and over."

  Dev came out of the bedroom, thankfully clothed. He saw his mom and went
to her cautiously. After a tense moment, they embraced. I saw tears in
Lil's eyes, and I'm sure it was the same with Dev.

  "Baby, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I put you through all that."

  "It's okay Mom. I understand. It's been hard for you too. I know you miss
Dad."

  "But you should have been my first priority. I shouldn't have let my
grief get in the way of your well being."

  I knew there was more coming, why else would she bring clothes for Dev.

  "Can I speak with Chet alone for a moment, Son?"

  Dev hugged and kissed his mom again, then went into the bedroom.

  "Jack is a good man," she started. "He treats me nice, and he makes a
decent living. He signs the papers on his new house tomorrow, and he's
asked me to move in with him."

  I waited for her to continue, because I could hear a "But" coming.

  "But, he's a little old fashion about certain things."

  "He's a homophobe," I said, filling in the blanks.

  "Well... yeah. He just doesn't understand how... Well, you know. And I
see now that Devlin is... uh... mature enough to... um... know what he
wants."

  "So, what does this mean for Dev?"

  "Chet, I know you two... well, you get along together. So, I propose
Devlin stay with you for awhile. Just until Jack comes to understand
that... "

  "Lil, are you aware school will be starting in a couple of weeks?"

  "Yes, I will take care of his back to school expenses. Clothes and
supplies and stuff."

  "It's not the expense I'm worried about. He'll be making friends and
getting involved in extracurricular things. How is going to bring friends
home?"

  "I guess he could just say you're his uncle. And it's not going to be
forever."

  "You don't know that for sure, Lil. Maybe you should discuss this with
Dev. See how he feels about it."

  I went to the bedroom and sent Dev in to talk to his mother. I stayed in
the bedroom, to give them some space. It was at least thirty minutes before
I heard the front door close, and Dev entered the bedroom.

  "Did you really mean it when you said you love me?"

  "You know I did, baby."

  "Good, because I think you're stuck with me."

  "I think of it differently. I'm blessed, you're the one that's stuck."

  That weekend, my office was turned into a bedroom again. Dev and I moved
in his bed and chest and the rest of his clothes and things.

  That Monday, Lil took Dev shopping for the first time in years. She
enrolled him in school, and bought his supplies. I baked lasagna, and she
stayed for dinner. It was odd to start out, but soon we all relaxed.

  By Thursday, she had moved in with Jack, and Dev was with me. The
following Monday, set the pattern of Lil's once a week visit. School
started, and we fell into a routine.

  When Lil was there, it was almost like a married couple entertaining the
mother in law. Dev didn't hesitate to show affection for me, even with his
mother in the room. A peck on the cheek, or a pinch of my butt, was not
uncommon.
  Dev never slept in his own bed, until about a month after school
started. He had become chummy with a boy at school, and asked if Brett
could spend the night on Friday.

  I had both expected and feared this very thing. It almost tore my heart
out to agree, but I did.

  I picked up Dev at school, and a thin blond boy got in with him. "Uncle
Chet, this is Brett."

  "Hi Brett," I said to my rear view mirror.

  I wanted to hate him instantly, but I couldn't. He was attractive, and
didn't have a hairy wart on his nose as I had hoped. As I cooked dinner,
they were in Dev's room. Twice I tiptoed to the door and listened. They
were laughing and cutting up, both times.

  During dinner I found Brett to be intelligent, funny, and more attractive
than I had first thought. Unfortunately, I could also see he was smitten
with Dev.

  As I cleaned the kitchen, I noticed that they were in the
shower. Together! I was devastated. I eventually cried myself to
sleep. Saturday, I took them to the movie theater, for the latest Sci fi
thriller. I put on a happy face and pretended not to be heartbroken.

  I had no claims on Dev. He has to make his own choices, even if I'm not
one of them.

  After the movie, was burgers. Then I took Brett home. When bedtime came,
Dev crawled in bed with me, as usual.

  He kissed me and reached for my cock. "Thank you for letting me have
Brett over."

  I wanted to confront him. I wanted to ask what he and Brett did in the
shower, and mostly what happened in the bedroom after. I wanted to beg him
not to leave me. I didn't. I also didn't say no when he wanted to fuck me.

  Monday Lil picked up Dev on her way for her weekly visit. He went to his
room, and she was with me in the kitchen.

   "Are you alright?" she asked.

  "Sure. I'm just fine," I answered and went back to cutting veggies.

  Dinner went ok, and after we watched tv together. Nothing more was said
or asked.

  The rest of the week, Dev was just as loving as usual. Then Thursday, he
asked if Brett could spend the night again on Friday. The weekend was a
repeat of the previous one, with me ending in shambles.

  Saturday night as Dev climbed into bed with me, I lost it. "Dev, I
have... "

  "Don't worry," he interrupted.

  "Don't worry about what?"

  "About Brett."

  "Do you mean you didn't..."

  He interrupted again. "Yeah, we did. But isn't that what boys our age are
supposed to do? He wanted to experiment, so we did. Last week and this time
too. We played in the shower, then sucked each other in bed. Last night
after he swallowed my cum, he asked if we could be boyfriends. I told him
no, because I'm in love with someone else. He guessed it was you."

  "Then why?"

  "I had to find out if what I feel is love or just gratitude. He's the
hottest boy at school. If he couldn't take me from you, no one can."

  Somehow, it made sense.

  "So, am I allowed to try some hot guy just... "

  "Forget it buster. You're mine. Besides, you know you don't want anyone
else." Then he offered me his ass.

  I was kissing him and plowing his beautiful butt, then asked. "Are you
going to let him fuck you?"

  "You're the only one who's ever getting that privilege."

  After his mother left on Monday night, I asked him, "Does it bother you
not to live with your mom?"

  "Not really. We get along better now than ever before. We're closer, and
can enjoy each other's company. That first time we talked, we cleared the
air. She chose Jack, I chose you. That simple. Over and done. At least now,
she knows I don't wear SpongeBob Squarepants underwear."

  Epilogue

That was ten years ago. Dev just graduated from college. His mother came to
the graduation ceremony, Jack didn't. We're still together, and Lil still
visits once a week.

The End
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