Tim, the Teenager Part XVIII

Unfortunately, this made dick swell again. My face really began to burn, and I couldn't help but glance down to her hand. Naturally she followed my gaze, and saw my problem. 

"It's okay, Tim. I understand," she said, sliding her hand up my thigh. 

"But..." I said nervously. 

"Tim, there isn't anything to be embarrassed about. It's quite natural for you to find me attractive. I think I can help you.." 

"Sam, are you going blow him, or just talk about it," my father said, not looking from behind the paper. 

"Look, I, uhm, I.. I gotta go.." I said as I slid out from underneath my mother's hand. 

"Timmy," she said getting up and catching me by the arm. "We need to talk. Alone," she said, more to my father than to me. 

She took my hand and we walked in silence down the hall to a room nearby which not surprisingly I had never been in. The room was dim, and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust. It was almost pitch black compared to the dining room's incredible lighting. The room was some kind of portrait gallery, with under fifty paintings hanging on the walls. We sat down on a red velvet bench, sitting in front of a portrait of a man and woman, holding a baby. It appeared to have just recently been placed here, the wall behind it having a distinct outline of a differently shaped frame. 

"Tim, do you know who they are?" 

"Uhm, no. But I would guess the baby is you, and that's your mom and dad." 

"You're right. The painting was the last gift my father gave my mother before she died. He had it painted, using his own and mom's memories. I've always wanted one made of me holding you. Now maybe it will happen. But that isn't what we are here to talk about. 

"Timmy, I love you. You're my son. Having these powers tends to make your sex drive go into overdrive. All these years as I watched you grow, especially recently, I have had to resist... seducing my own son. I thought that all I needed was to let some of it out, and that was one of the reasons I wanted to spend a weekend with your father. But last night, seeing you nude just amplified all my desires. I jumped on your father to keep myself from jumping on you. 

"And now I know you are having the same problems. I know it doesn't help seeing me in the nude, but I think the time has come for me to stop hiding my true colors. I love going nude. I always have. 

"But the point is, for us to do it, it is just plain wrong." 

"Mom? Did you and your dad..." 

"No. Never. I think he wanted to after mom died, but he loved my mother too much. And I would never have forgiven him if he had. Would you like to know how I have been able to resist all these years?" 

"Yeah. How?" 

"I just think back to when you were a baby. Sweet, and innocent. It is the purest form any of us ever have. Every time I feel my desires begin to cloud my thinking, I just slip back in time and imagine holding you in my arms. That's what you should do. Look at me as the baby in my mother's arms. Remember who I was, and who I am. I'm your mother. We can never let it happen." 

"Mom? I love you too, you know.... Okay. I guess if you can do it, I can do it. But.. It would help if you weren't so..." 

"Sexy? Thank you baby. You don't know how sexy you are yourself. But that is the limit of it. Look.. Don't touch." 

"Yeah. I just hope I don't have any more dreams about you, that’s all." 

"Timmy, you've been in my dreams since you were two years old. I don't think you can even hope not to." 

"Uhm, mom? What about Joey? He kinda has had a crush on you since... Well since he knew you. And he kinda.. you know. Wants to too." 

"Really? Hmmm. Like I didn't already know that, I suppose. I've had many a fantasy with you and him both. But what do you think? He's your friend and lover. I wouldn't do anything that might upset you." 

"Really? No. Go for it. If I can't, at least let him. Please?" 

As we walked out of the room back into the hall, Suzi and Joey just happened to be ten steps ahead of us when they reached the dinning room. 

"Holy sh... Holy cow.." Joey exclaimed as Suzi gasped. 

I looked up at my mom and smiled. I indicated a little plan to her, and she agreed. As the two clothed teens stood there agasp, they were suddenly attacked from behind. 

"ACCCCCKKKK!" Joey announced as he felt my mother's nude body wrap itself around him. 

Suzi had squirmed and giggled, but Joey was scared stiff. Well, most of him was stiff from fright, the rest... well, you know. I turned Suzi around and started to undress her. She was turning red, but she permitted me to continue. My mom started to undress Joey, and that made his face drain of color. But moments later, it was red, along with ever other part of his body. My mom had stuck her hand in his drawers and pulled his hardening tool out. 

"Joey? Tim and I have had a little talk. We wanted to know who gives better head. Suzi or me. We've agreed that since he and I are family, we shouldn't. So he elected you. So how about being the judge. Are you game?" 

"Huh?" He squeaked looking at me. 

"Joey, its okay with me. She's been hot for you as long as you've been for her." "Longer actually, but that doesn't matter." 

Joey swallowed hard. Then he squeaked, "Okay?" 

Suzi's hand went straight to my dick, and mine found its way to her naked crotch too. We stood there masturbating each other while my mother licked and swirled her tongue about Joey's head. Joey was moaning and quivering as my mother teased and teased his throbbing prick. Then without warning, she engulfed it and started sucking with incredible force. Her cheeks were dented in, while Joey's closed eyes popped wide open. 

"Shit!" he said as my mother's incredible mouth continued its vacuum. Joey's eyes slammed shut again as he began his shutters and shakes while he came. 

Three minutes after she had started, my mother slipped the softening digit out of her mouth and said, "There's nothing like fresh boy cum in the morning to get yourself going." 

Then she held Joey like a child, laying his head against her shoulder, mothering his helpless form. 

"A very well executed number thirty two," my father said. "Although I think you've gotten rusty Sam. It took you a whole thirty seconds of suction before he came. You use to suck it out of me like I was a straw." 

My mother's mothering of Joey brought Suzi's and my mutual fondling to an end. I almost had thrown Suzi to the floor and fucked her on the spot if it hadn't been for the image of my mother as a baby popping up in my head. 

"Charles, I wanted to savor it a little longer. It's been too long since I had my morning teen cum. Whatever happened to those boys.." 

"I traded them and several others for the twins. Old Gladius probably made a lot of money off of them..." 

I was getting sick. "You two sound like you're talking about those stupid goblets with Suzi's dad! Every time I start thinking I can like this, you go and.. and.. prove me wrong! ARGGG!" I yelled, pulling Suzi down the hall with me. 

"Tim! Come back here!" my mother demanded. 

I stopped. She didn't use that tone of voice with me very often, and I knew better than to ignore her. I didn't go to her, but I didn't go any further down the hall either. 

"Tim, those boys did not have a life like you and all your friends have. They were born and raised something like the twins, but not with the love and tenderness your father gave to Joy and Honey. Those boys could have never been more than tools or toys for people like me at the time. Your father did them a service by not keeping them. They couldn't have been freed to live a normal life, because they had no life to begin with. Now come back here and sit with us while Joey and Suzi eat." 

I looked at Suzi, who shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe he isn't as bad of a person we have taken him for. Maybe he was, but has changed since your mother made him a slave. I don't know Timmy. Maybe when he tried to turn you into someone else, he thought he was making life easier or better for you. If you give him a chance, maybe you could help him become more like you instead. I think that's what your mother wants to happen..." 

I kissed her, and then held her to me. After a long hug, I just picked her up and carried her giggling body to her seat. 

"Darn!" I said, noticing my mother's image was distorted. 

"It only lasts an hour, dear. But there will be another at noon on that wall over there," my mother said, pointing to the northern wall. 

"Oh yeah? What does that one look like?" Joey said between shovels of flap jacks. 

"Be here at noon and you will see for yourself," my mother said mysteriously. 

"Will we need sunglasses then too?" I asked, jokingly. 

"Is it too bright in here?" she said seriously. "It is supposed to always stay at the same brightness. Even when it's dark outside, the chandelier.." 

"Oh. Nah, it's okay. I was only kidding about the sunglasses," I said, awed at the complexity of the room. 

Then I remembered what we wanted to do that day. "Uhm, er, dad?" 

"Did you hear that Sam? I never thought I would hear him say that in front of you. It sent a shiver down me... Yeah, Tim." 

"Uhm, sorry about what I said." 

"What. Oh that. Sorry I was, er, insensitive, as your mother puts it. I'll try and not be so crude. But I am who I am, and what I did in the past can't be changed. So if I try and.. be more sensitive, can you be a little more... forgiving of my deeds?" 

"I guess that would be fair," I said, feeling a little guilty. But even so, "Uhm, we were talking yesterday.... and were wondering if..." 

"Look out, Charles. He was trying to butter you up," my mother quickly assessed. 

"Huh? No I wasn't.. Okay maybe I was a little, but I didn't say anything I didn't mean, and I..." 

"I know you meant it Tim," my father said. "If there is one thing I learned about you, you're always trying to be fair, just like your mother. Go ahead, ask what you wanted to ask." 

"We were kinda like, uhm.. Wanting to go shopping for stuff," I said, rushing the end. 

"Oh, so you're asking your old man for some dough, eh? Well, I suppose this is as good as a time to try this old phrase out. Ask your mother," he said grinning at her. 

"No, Charles. I've been the parent all this time. You can try it for once. Especially if you're still wanting to... you know." 

"Huh?" I said. "Wanting to what?" 

"Let’s just stick with the topic at hand," my father said sternly. "What are you shopping for?" 

We told them of our plans for the room at school, and even added a few things we hadn't discussed with each other before. Like me, Suzi and Joey had thought of a few things since we talked about it, but the best idea I had thought of had to wait until I could ask my father in private. I wanted to surprise Suzi and Joey with my ring idea. 

"Well, as long as you don't have any problems with it, Samantha," my father said. 

"Well, I don't know about taking the sex toys to school. But apart from that, the rest is fine. I'm sure the cost is not a problem.." 

"Never has been in the past, you know. Okay. After lunch, you can take convertible limo if you like and..." 

"Convertible?" I asked. 

"You mean like, the top comes down?" Joey said hopefully. 

"Just the rear section," my father said. "The driver is still enclosed. Unless you would rather take one of the others." 

"Er, how many limos do you have, anyway?" I asked. 

"Hmmm, I would have to count them. But at this estate I believe there are five, and another six at the south. Does that sound right Sherman?" 

"Yes, Master." Sherman said from the corner of the room. None of us had even noticed him standing there. 

Suzi nudged me and said, "What about the twins." 

"Oh yeah. We were kind of hoping we could take the twins shopping for clothes.. But if you don't want.." 

"The Twins? Wear clothes?" my father stuttered. 

"You should have seen them last night, dad. They were beautiful in those dresses. I almost fainted when.." 

"In their.. their.... baby blue dresses?" he said in complete shock. 

"Yeah, and hats, and stockings and everything," Joey said. 

"I can't believe it. I could never get them to wear those without ordering them too, and then they looked so... miserable in them. But they... put them on? Willingly?... Excuse me," he said, getting up. 

"I wonder where he is going in such a hurry," my mother said. "The twins are still sleeping, and I wouldn't think.." 

"Probably to check out the latest additions to the family album," Joey said, amused. 

Then he sobered up and asked "Hey Tim, do you think we could get a copy made of one? Suzi and I checked them out, and there's one with everybody's clothes on." 

"Yeah, that would be cool. But first, I think the painters have a special portrait to paint. Huh, mom." 

"I think I'll start that right now," my mother said, getting up. "Now, where did he..... There he is... Thank you dear." 

The three of us watched her nude figure gracefully flow down the hall in the direction my father had gone. 

"So Joey.." Suzi started. 

"Huh?" Joey said still following my mother with his eyes. 

"Who does give better head?"










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