Son for Hire: Chapter 15 (Patreon)

Evelyn hums softly and tenderly rubs my tush in slow circles as I lay there in my relaxed post-bliss haze.  Between her satiny cushiony thighs my very happy dick still rests, enveloped in her warmth and messy with my slippery load.

“Mmmmm.”

She chuckles and pats my bottom.  “I love seeing my man happy.”

Her man?  HER man!  Oh I liked the sound of that.  I melt down into the floor, my every muscle relaxed, and savor her soft touch on my body.  Gradually her gentle petting becomes firmer and more of a grope as she grips and massages the meaty cheeks of my butt.  

“Donald baby.”

“Yes Mom?”

“We haven’t talked about your limits or boundaries yet.”

“Oh?”

“There are things I am going to…want from you.  But…”

“Anything!”  I whisper.

“Shhhh, don’t say things you don’t mean.”  She gives my butt a very light spank.  “I don’t want to hurt you or see you suffer.  I need you to be honest with me.  I need you tell me no if you don’t like something.  I mean it baby.”

I wanted to swear to her that I would do anything she ever wanted but in her caring motherly tone I hear a concern that touched my heart.  She had already seen me break down in front of her, twice.  My spirit might be brave but my damaged soul was as fragile as glass and she knew it.

Opening my eyes I look back up at her.  “What do you want me to do?”

“Well.”  She smiles warmly.  “As you know, Mom is kind of…different.”

“One of a kind.”  I grin.

“Oh you.”  She chuckles.  “Well baby, I’ve got needs.  Some of them different than other women.”  With that her middle finger begins to glide slowly up my taint.  Her hazel eyes flare with desire as she stares hard at my ass.  “Oh my God I want you Donald!”  The tip of her finger reaches my anus as she lets out a lusty hiss.

I gasp, my body stiffens but I remain perfectly still.

She blinks her eyes rapidly and her trance fades.  She takes a moment to return to normal, her finger traces back down my taint and toward my balls where she teases little twirls through my pubes.  Turning her head she looks down at me with a smile and strokes my hair.  “Now, I know how you boys can be.  You get all these funny notions in your head about gay and straight and right and wrong and manly and unmanly.”  She says.  “When you are with me I want you to forget about all of that nonsense, okay baby?”

“Okay.”

“What we do together is nobody else’s business.  I don’t want you feeling bad for anything we do together.”

I nod my agreement.

“For example….if…if you want to suck the yummy cum off of my thighs…who is say that’s wrong?  Hmm?”

“You…want me to…?”

“Yes baby.”  She beams.  “I do.”

“Um.”

“Please?”

“Uh, okay.”  I say hesitantly.  After a moment I start to move.  Lifting off of her my still surprisingly hard dick slips up through her legs.

“You can say no.”  She reminds me.

“I know.”

“Have you tasted cum before Donald?”

“No!”  I snap defensively.  “Of course not.”

“Please.”  She strokes my back.  “Don’t take that tone.  I didn’t mean to insult you.  There’s nothing wrong it baby, but if you’re not ready…”

“No.”  I say more calmly.  “I…want to.”  Rocking my weight back I come to kneel at her side.  Glancing down to huge bulge pressing up among the folds of her bunched up skirt I make peace with the fact that if I couldn’t handle a bit of jizz that this relationship was doomed from the start, in certain physical ways at least.  “I want to.”

“Brave boy.”

“Only for you.”  I bow my head and rest my cheek on her near breast.  “Not for anyone else.”

“Ohhh, you make me so happy.”  She croons as she lightly pets my hair.

I just loved the little ways she was always touching me and caressing me, as if to make sure I wasn’t some dream.  It really made me feel valued.  I kiss her boob and she kisses my head before I kneel up again.  As I crawl around to her front she spreads her legs apart for me to reveal the sticky mess I had left behind.  Most of it was pooled down on the inside bottom of her dress but there was lots smeared through her dark pantyhose making that portion my cock had been nestled all shiny and wet.  Damn she had nice legs, thick and curvy just like the rest of her.  As she opens them wider I see her pale pink lacy panties revealed and the big bulging balls filling the crotch of them.  Seeing me looking she raises the front of skirt more to let me see more clearly.  Through the panties and through the hose I could make out a perfect outline of Evelyn’s package.  Seeing a member so big and bulky girded in her ultra-feminine pink panties was such an enticing contrast.

“I…I like your panties.”  I say softly, as if I were confessing something shameful.  “They look so sexy on you Mom.”

“Ohhh, thank you!”  She looks down at herself and then back up to me.  “It is nice to be appreciated.  Alan doesn’t even notice when I dress up nice anymore.  I’ll wear them more often, just for you.”

“He’s a fool.”  I say as I get down on my stomach and wriggle up between her open legs.  “Mmmmm!”  Throwing my inhibitions to the wind I open my mouth wide and start sucking at the wet spot along her left inner thigh.  “Hmmmm!”

“Oh!”  She gasps, caught off guard by my bold and swift move.  “So eager!”

“Hmmmmm!”  I slurp along the sheer see-through fabric of her soft inner thigh, scouring it clean of my own jizz with my lapping tongue and sucking lips.  The pungent bitter saltiness of cum fills my mouth, a flavor neither as wretched as I feared nor as bland as I hoped, but all I concentrate on is the fine female flesh that I was cleaning.  Not only do I slurp at it hungrily, I let make a meal out of it.  “Hah, hnngh, ammm.”  Swirling my tongue around I let out pleading cooing noises then latch on to suck at her stockinged flesh.  “Mummmm.”  I mewl.

“Good boy!  Yes baby!”  She runs her fingers through my hair.  “Ohhhhh, good boy!”

“Mmmm!” I zip over to her other leg to slurp and lick this one clean as well, even getting down low to let the pool on her dress smear against my neck and chin.  I was eager to show her that I wasn’t intimidated by a bit of jizz.

“You like it baby?”

I nod and nuzzle in for a good long suck, my tongue pressing into the soft fat of her thigh as I sucked.  Letting it pop from my lips I whisper.  “Mmmm, yummy.”  I shift right and lay my head onto of her leg to look up at her.  “I bet yours tastes even better.”

“Ohhhh.”  She was near bursting with that joy she got when I said stuff like that.  “You want to taste me?”

“Yes!  Yes please.”  I nod happily.

“Finish up then.”  She directs my attention down to the main pool with her eyes.  “Finish your cummies and then you can have dessert.”

Looking back down to the glistening creamy puddle I feel queasy.  “Finish?”

“Mmm hmm.”  She confirms as she traces a fingertip around my ear.  “Every last drop.  Go ahead.”

There was no soft Mommy flesh beneath that load and it wasn’t smeared thin like along her legs.  It was just a big glob of slimy semen that lay there cooling.  I look back up at her to see her staring back at me with a look both adoring and imposing.  For all of her doting gentleness there was an ineffable dominance that shone through it all.  Evelyn was testing me, seeing how obedient her ‘good boy’ could be when his limits were pushed.  Beneath the false veneer of mother and son our true bond as Dom and sub was slowly beginning to coalesce.  I was free to say no of course…but I REALLY wanted that dessert.  Besides, I was quickly learning that obedience was its own reward.

I swallow and steel myself…then lower myself to lay prostrate between her open legs.  My face just an inch off the ground, my spunky load right there in front of me filling my nostrils with its funk, I extend my tongue as far as it would go and like a thirsty pooch lap up a big warm wad of it and curl it back into my mouth.  That flavor I had tasted on her legs spreads through my mouth but tenfold as intense.  My body heaves as I struggle to keep my pancakes down.

“You can do it baby.”  She whispers and pets my head.  “You’re doing so good.”

With those supportive words in my ears I force a hard swallow and feel the cum ooze down my throat.  Smacking my lips and swallowing a few more times I try to adapt to this new taste as quick as I can.

“Good boy!”  Mom beams.  

The dopamine hit I got every single time she said those two little words was exquisite, a little addictive burst of pleasure like no other.  I never knew before her just how desperately I needed to hear them.  Diving back down take another long lick, coating my whole tongue with my mess, and gulp it down with just a bit of a grimace.  Again I go, licking up another slimy wad and pull it into my mouth.  This time however, before I can swallow, Evelyn stops me.

“Let me see.”  She says.

“Mmm?”  I look up.

“Show me.”  She smiles. 

Curling my tongue into it a sort of spoon shape I open my mouth wide and extend it to show her the jizz I had collected.  "Hahhh."

“Look at you baby.”  She says as the hand not stroking me reaches down to stroke herself through the hose and panties.  “You listen soooo good.  Go ahead, swallow it down.”

Clamping my lips closed I make a big performative swallowing motion and take it in, then to show it I open wide again and stick my tongue out.

“Good boy!”  She boops my nose.  “My little man sure has an appetite!  Hurry now, finish it up.”

Impatient for my reward I forgo licking and purse my lips as if sucking from a straw.  Moving around I loudly slurp up every dribble that remained then quickly move on to scrub her dress clean with my tongue and lips.  “Mmmmm!”  While it didn’t taste ‘good’ I was surprised at how quickly I’d inured myself to the bitter taste.  With a big smack of my lips I run my tongue around them and smack them again.  “All done.”

“Good boy!  Good boy!”  She leans down and hugs my head to her big bare bosom.  I am grinning from ear to ear as I nuzzle into her embrace.  She kisses my head, a big wet popping kiss, and says.  “I hope you saved room for dessert.”