Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2011 07:55:40 +1000 From: Lawrence Bradman Subject: Release from the closet Part 2 I was still on a "high", my sore anus testified to the frenzied lovemaking I'd indulged in with my admirers but after several days the glow subsided...and those doubts, the guilt, they returned in full. So it was that one afternoon, plumbing the depths of self loathing and despair, it became all too much and there in the living room, helpless, I burst into tears and head buried in arms I never noticed her entry. Mum, it was she who reached down to pat my heaving shoulders, I felt the couch subside as she seated herself but she said not a word letting my grief take its course. Eventually, tears gave way to self reproach at the scene I was making and apologetically I turned to the graceful woman whose silent presence had helped me through my outburst. "So, are you going to tell me about it?" she asked. I lay quiet, pondering and then, utterly fed up and seemingly with nothing to lose I let it all out. I began with my first awareness of men and the attraction I had for them, how I'd been constantly pestered by Teachers, other boys, parents of school friends, it was impossible to escape and after a while I began to wonder what was wrong with me. Here I hesitated only to have mother softly interject "Nothing wrong with you, it's simply that you're a beautiful boy, no it's true and let's face facts here....sadly you have the gift of great sexual attraction, when I say "sadly" though...this needn't be the case. We'll see, now do go on dear." Next of course I referred to my own growing awareness of sex, the experimentation and mutual exploration with other boys but above all, the enormous enjoyment I derived from it....and then how one thing had led to another all because of my insatiable appetite....Mum's eyes had widened but still I pressed on. "And then, you see it was men...the boys well, they couldn't seem to give me what I needed, oh the petting and mutual masturbation helped but..they weren't enough". Again I paused while a comforting hand continued to stroke my shoulders. Emboldened I said "and worse, I have this thing...so hard to say it but, I like watching...myself do it and....even better I like to, to masturbate in front of others - the mirror even...and that's how it, this other bit..started". I glanced again at Mum, no expression, just that little smile, so... "It was in those toilets, the ones by the Town Hall...I'd noticed that men would stare at me and pretend not to be looking and, well it seemed just too easy to do it, I mean accidentally let my pants fall, forget to close the toilet door, silly things but then I noticed, the men who'd been watching...they'd often end up going into the toilet cubicles and soon I guessed why. I was careless I suppose because what happened was that I got caught, this man pushed open the door and found me masturbating. He was rather nice about it, closed the door behind him and quietly talked to me about the risk I was taking. He was so nice about it that I let him, let him - feel me up. One thing led to another and soon we were busy masturbating each other. Mum, I'd never enjoyed anything so much until then!" Still no reaction, so I felt safe. "We saw each other quite a bit after that (In fact I still see him) and, and he showed me lots of stuff, things I'd never even thought of and I loved it! I mean I never knew that a boy could be used....just like a woman, and he didn't even hurt the first time he did it." Mum was sitting bolt upright now but it was impossible to read her expression. "and that's why I get upset sometimes...because I enjoy what they do to me so much, because I must be some disgusting pervert...oh Mum it's wonderful to be needed like that and this friend...he introduced me to two other men and there's this place, where we meet and do things, fantastic things and after - it's like they walk me home to make sure no one...interferes with me!" There was a pause and then the question casually asked "In this place where you meet, what exactly do you do, you can tell me because it might be important, the truth now dear...I want to know everything and I mean everything." I gulped, hesitated, swallowed again and began "It sort of starts with what you'd call heavy petting I suppose, then at some stage when everyone's excited enough, they undress me, often they'll then stand around masturbating while they admire me which of course makes me even more excited (I told you I like being watched didn't I Mum?) and eventually, eventually they take it in turns to fuck me, they take rests of course and then do it all over again, we change positions though...I mean they bend me over as well as doing me on my back, men have been fucking me ever since I was thirteen Mum...and the trouble is, I love it!" "So you think you are over sexed and a pervert, is that the problem then?" Miserably I nodded. Mum sighed "I suppose you think you're the only one, unique?" Again I nodded "Darling, you're in for a big, big surprise, a couple in fact but I'll tell you right now....there's no need for you to be ashamed, you're harming no one and while I'd like to know more about your friends, you seem to be with some quite nice people...so, kiss and make up to Mummy then?" Happy, I met Mum's lips, they parted and unexpectedly I found my tongue brushing against hers..drawing away in surprise I noticed that Mum's blouse lay open, riveted by what I saw, I glanced up to see Mum's sparkling eyes and flushed face "Tell you a secret Darling....you've really turned me on with all that...and so, now a big surprise!" Mum rose and pulled me to my feet, I followed as she skipped toward the stairs, now came the surprise, until now her bedroom had always been "out of bounds" something I'd never questioned but always respected, much as in the last few years Mum had respected my own privacy, so I looked around out of curiosity, nothing unusual here so next I wondered what was afoot. Mum showed me, peeling her top over her head then slowly unclasping her bra, she stood before me toying with her nipples "Do you like doing this too darling?" I nodded "So, let's see you then....come on dear, keep Mummy company?" My mouth dry I stripped off my shirt, carefully I reached up and took a nipple in each hand, glancing across at Mum I noted her face flushed with enjoyment then as I began to feel the effects of my own manipulation I knew that I too must be showing the tell tale signs "Mum, when you do this....does it make you feel, sort of extra nice...down there, I mean - between your legs?" "Oh YES dear, of course it does and I know someone else whose enjoying it too - how's it going Darling?" "Lovely thanks Mum but you know, I'll be needing to do - something else soon, what do you do...when you're feeling all nice ...and sexy...you know, looking at you makes me feel sexy...and watching what you're doing of course.." Mum giggled, "actually you're turning me on too you know but you want to see what I do? Come with me." So saying Mum walked over to her bed, wriggled around and lay on her back as she eased off first her slacks and then her panties before smiling at me invitingly. Swiftly discarding the remnants of my own clothes, I arranged myself beside her and looked up for the first time - and there it was, the mirror on the ceiling, in it both Mum and I appeared with absolute clarity, as I watched I saw Mum's hand move to the cleft between her legs and with the other arm tucked beneath her head, a finger began to circle and dip, circle and dip "This is how Mummy does it Darling, she does it a lot....are you going to show me how...you like doing it?" Fascinated, I watched as my own hand began its performance, caressing, fondling, stroking while with the other I continued to tease my nipple. We continued in silence both enjoying the show and I found that the sight of Mum's naked body was actually exerting a powerful attraction, gradually our excitement mounted, suddenly we turned and looked at each other, both flush faced, our eyes met in mutual understanding and Mum broke the silence "We're a right pair then aren't we Darling...and did you know that Mummy, sometimes likes...doing it with...girls?" Far from surprised I pondered this a while, it certainly explained certain comings and goings, then carefully came out with it..."You know Mum, it's a real turn on just thinking about that...I wouldn't mind seeing you at it! I mean, I suppose you suck each other off and pet quite a bit but with your body, I bet you could have any girl you wanted!" We remained busy, casually enjoying the show "How're you going Mum?" "Nicely thank you darling, it's so nice to have someone watch...especially when he's your own lovely little boy...tell me sweetie...would you mind terribly if Mummy...watched you being fucked?" The question shot thrills of excitement through me and although startled I replied "Mum....we might be able to do something like that but...I'd like to see you doing it...with another woman too you know..." Another excited giggle "You know Darling, you're really very, very sexy but of course you know that...all those men wanting you too but what do you think of Mummy?" I had no trouble with that one "Mum, I've divided my time between enjoying watching what we're doing and...well admiring your body...honestly, I know you're my Mum and it's kinky as hell but so is the other stuff we both do...so...what do you think?" A pause then "I was wondering if you'd like that, I know I would, here, put your hand here Darling and, just a bit closer now..let Mummy"...So it was that for the first time I felt Mum's hand on my penis while for my part fingers relished her gentle moist warmth between silky thighs. Almost casually, I leaned over and took a jutting nipple between teeth and together we quietly relished the forbidden intimacy. Time passed and then mother lazily murmured "Darling, fuck Mummy now..." and those lovely legs parted wide as hips arched invitingly. As I entered my mother I muttered "Yes Mum we're a right pair of perverts and...thank God I'm not alone any more, I'm now a queer and a mother fucker and you're a...." Lips silenced me "Yes Darling, isn't it wonderful and aren't we SO lucky, now Mummy wants you to kiss her while she's being fucked...there's a..." So I silenced my lovely mother - with a lingering kiss.