Chapter 36Content: mF oral ir M-dom Fmm mc
Upstairs, Candace's diligence was bearing fruit. "Awright," Damian gasped tensely, "I'm close! Take it deep, or take it in your mouth, but don't spill any!"
Candace bobbed deeply two more times, then backed off until she was holding Damian's swollen glans only, working her tongue around it to keep him going -- but it wasn't enough. "Keep moving!" Damian grunted. "Gimme some face!" Candace rode up and down his shaft, not going for full penetration, but keeping the stimulation going -- she DAMN SURE didn't want to get him frustrated so he would decide to do her ass!
Redoubled effort paid off. "YAAAH!" Damian growled, and started blasting cum into her mouth. Candace swallowed; she really wasn't into drinking cum, but fighting with Damian about it was a sure way to screw up...
That done, there was no requirement to do anything much else; Candace dropped her head onto Damian's thighs and concentrated on what he was doing for her -- which was mostly fingering her vagina with one hand and rubbing her clitty with the other. "That was good," Damian approved.
Candace grimaced. "Thanks."
"Is there a problem?" Damian asked coolly.
"I don't swallow."
"You do for Toby," Damian reproved, "and you do for me."
Candace rolled off and sat up facing him. "So what's up?" he growled.
"Well, that wasn't..." Candace muttered.
"Oh," Damian replied. "Well, maybe you can teach me a couple of things..."
"Maybe," Candace agreed, distracted. "Do you think you could tone things down when we're in public? Please?"
"So, it's please and thank you now, is it?" Damian grunted. "Okay, so, what's the problem? Oh, I get it -- you don't want Big Bro and Rick gettin' ideas..."
"Well, yes," Candace agreed. "And there's Beth..."
"She's smarter than that, I think," Damian grunted. "She knows where she is in the pecking order."
"Well, still..." Candace insisted.
Damian shrugged. "What's in it for me?"
"I... won't hide," Candace replied. "And I'll do as I'm told."
Damian cocked his head. "That's a whole lot of nothin'. I can get around you hiding -- and you're gonna do as you're told ANYWAY!"
"Well, maybe, but wouldn't it be better..."
"If you didn't buck and roar?" Damian finished for her. "Maybe, maybe not." He eyed her. "How about you make it unnecessary in public?"
"You come over and offer it, and I'll pretend to be grateful and not make waves."
"Yeah." He eyed her, waiting.
"Won't that be saying something?"
"Could be. Might take a while for everybody to notice, though." Damian smiled thinly.
"You're not giving up much," Candace noted.
"Not my job," Damian replied evenly. "Givin' it up is YOUR job!" Candace grimaced. "So, where's that smiling face you're gonna put on in private?" he pressed.
"Did we agree to anything?"
"Maybe not." He reached out and put his hand on her waist. "That being the case, I'll wait until next time we're in public to butt-fuck you."
"You're not here to win!" he barked, "and I'm not here to negotiate! You want something, you give me good reason to make it happen!"
"Shut up and lie back!" Damian levered himself up to bolt upright and pushed her over backwards with a hand between her breasts, then rotated so that his face was in her crotch. "Now, tell me what I SHOULD have been doin'!"
Surprised, Candace squeaked "Okay!"
Toby knocked on the door at the Carter home -- at least, he HOPED it was the Carter place -- the directions had been a little vague.
It was. Louise opened the door in a frilly housecoat, "Hi Baby."
"Hi." Toby followed Louise back to her kitchen. "Did you get enough sleep?"
"I'll be fine," Louise smiled. So polite... "Coffee?"
"No thanks -- it's late in the day for me. A Coke, maybe?"
"Sure." Louise collected a can from the refrigerator. "Ice? A glass?"
"The can is fine."
Louise gave it to him, got herself some coffee, and settled into the chair -- leaving Toby pretty sure that the robe was all she was wearing in the process. Certainly, when she bent to offer the can -- and again when she sat -- he got a drop shot through her cleavage that probably included her navel... "So, Baby, you had some questions?"
Toby had been trying to figure out how he would get where he was going with this all night, but nothing much had surfaced. Still, he had an entry point... "I understand that you did this kind of thing before -- swinging, I mean. The rest of us are kind of new at it, you know? I was thinking that there are probably some pearls of wisdom you could provide..."
The line of questioning was a vague surprise, but not a problem. "Okay," Louise settled back in her seat and took a sip. "Like what?"
"Well, how secret was the average group you were in? We don't seem to be doing that well -- and it's not just you I'm talking about..." Toby went on to relate the troubling news that both Rick and Lon had apparently settled on younger targets.
Louise absorbed this. "You're worried about what they'll tell these girls, right?"
"Big time," Toby agreed. "I don't see much less than total honesty if they really end up doing relationships with these chicks." This was a sidetrack, but, hey...
"Tell me about the girls."
"Well, one is a big, husky chick -- not bad looking, just big. I can basically see what Lon is up to. She isn't popular -- kind of shy -- not really the kind of Grade A stuff that Lon OUGHT to be able to get, but Beth seems to have left Lon with a taste for bigger girls..." Toby related. "The other one is this skinny little chick that does the Goth thing. Aside from the fact that they have really neat fights, I'm not seeing what the attraction is for Rick."
Louise nodded, thinking about it. "Are they bitches?"
"Well, this Teela -- the Goth chick -- is kind of prickly, but I think I'd have to say no," Toby guessed.
"Well, if she's doing the Goth thing, it's to get attention," Louise advised. "If Rick is giving her attention, she may get a whole lot less prickly." She mused for a moment. "Most times, you're not gonna find out about a swing group unless you're looking for one -- hard. Groups tend to be made up of couples -- or whatever -- who are at least generally in agreement about what they're doing. Outsiders tend to be male -- they're a lot less picky about how they're getting sex, and more likely to do whatever it takes to get in." She pulled a face. "Women tend to be a whole lot bitchier over the whole thing -- they're more territorial."
Toby grimaced. "That's where I get worried. These girls don't have to like what's going on -- and they won't want to play. It just seems... dangerous."
Louise nodded. "It is, Baby -- but maybe Rick and Lon are playing it right. They seemed to have picked girls who have a lot to gain by doing whatever it takes to keep 'em, you know? If they do things just right..."
"You're saying that Sally and Teela might put up with the group because making a fuss would be stupid?"
Louise nodded. "They'd be cutting off their noses to spite their faces, you know? Especially this Sally -- Lon's an important character, isn't he? If she tossed Lon because he's been sleeping with a bunch of old broads, she's kind of throwing out the baby with the bath water."
"Well, if she disapproves..." Toby countered.
"On high-moral grounds?" Louise raised an eyebrow. "It sounds to me like she can't afford it. Frankly, Baby, a LOT of girls can't, whether they let you believe otherwise, or not..." She smiled. "If Lonnie plays his card right, this Sally will end up spreading for YOU to keep her man..."
Toby rolled his eyes. "I've got enough problems... What about this Teela?"
"She's a hurt puppy, I'll bet," Louise replied. "If Rick is giving her what she needs, I'd bet it is a case of anything goes; on the other hand, if he dumps on her, she could be a problem. But if she's as wild as you say, people aren't gonna spend a whole lot of time believing anything she says about someone she's pissed off at."
"Still, they're a vulnerability," Toby grunted. "Two out of how many? Your husband, for instance..." It was time to put things back on track. "He'd freak, I bet."
"Yeah," Louise agreed. "There is a little bit of bitch in him -- he's territorial. He also wants to look like a big man, so it's okay for him to put horns on me, but NOT okay for me to put them on HIM."
"How did that work when you were swinging?" Toby asked.
"Well, it didn't, sometimes," Louise replied. "You need to be a grown-up to swing -- and a lot of people aren't. A lot of people can't distinguish between love and sex -- we've talked about that, haven't we, Baby? Anyway, he had that down, maybe, but he's got ego issues -- and sometimes that kind of thing doesn't work, either."
"What kinds of things did the groups participate in?" Toby asked.
"Depends on the group," Louise answered. "Some groups, it's just wife-swapping, period. You take her man and she takes yours and you go off and try each other out. Others are three or four to a bed, everybody getting a charge out of watching others. Some are REALLY open -- everybody does whatever and whoever, and there are no lines..."
"Bi stuff?" Toby prompted.
"Been there, done that," Louise replied.
"Does it bother you? What about your husband -- Fred?" Toby asked.
"Me? No. Fred? Fred never let himself get caught on the bottom. He didn't like getting seen doing anything that wasn't macho," Louise replied.
"Do you think he did it, anyway?"
"I think so, maybe," Louise drawled. "What are you up to, here?"
"Well, what if he still is? Hidden, but it's happening? It would be a pretty good piece of blackmail..."
"Do you know something?" Louise asked, her eyes narrowed.
"Not that," Toby replied. "I'm guessing."
"Well, you didn't get there on your own," Louise guessed. Was Toby into bi-sex?
"What about Terence and Damian?" Toby asked. "Would you freak if they were doing bi stuff?"
"Spill, Baby. Get it out..." Louise prompted.
"I... stumbled onto it," Toby said cautiously. "They don't know. They were with Mama and, well, Terence was 'way too interested in deep throat. And enemas." He paused. "Mama would rather die than tell anyone; she didn't tell me. But I discovered it."
"So, what are they doing?" Louise asked.
"Have I started something?" Toby wanted to know.
"Meaning am I gonna throw a conniption?" Louise retorted. "No. But it doesn't sound like they're covering their asses..."
"I've said nothing anywhere else," Toby declared. "And I don't intend to. But as far as I'm concerned, we don't need blackmail pics of you to cover the guys, now..."
Louise rubbed her face. "You'd be right -- especially with Terence."
Toby nodded. "That's sort of where I started drawing parallels. Terence is a lot like his dad, isn't he?" Louise nodded. "Well, he's the one that's the furthest down the road. The way I get it, Damian may have started it, and he's been upping the ante -- but it's because he figures eventually he'll be on top..."
Louise grimaced. "I probably gave him some ammunition the other day, too -- told him his Pa might be in the closet... Did you hear that, too?"
"Yeah. A lot of stuff came out. I probably shouldn't have been peeping -- but if I'd joined them, it would have killed their fun -- and I couldn't walk away..." Toby admitted.
"So what are they doing?"
"Giving head, basically. Damian's been slowly dragging Terence along -- but Terence is into it, more or less." He grinned. "Mama's teaching him deep throat." He shrugged. "I gather that they're doing some equal time thing -- or were. Part of the argument was the fact that Damian didn't want to learn deep throat."
Louise nodded. "And that made Terence look a little more queer..."
"Uh huh." Toby nodded. "When it came out that Damian wanted anal, eventually -- preferably without giving any up -- that bent Terence all out of shape..."
"Speaking of Terence..." Behind Toby, the door banged. "Come here, Boy!" Louise called.
"Mama?" Terence stuck his head in the door.
"Where's your brother?"
"With Candace," Terence grinned.
"How'd he manage that?" Louise gave her son the fish-eye.
"We, uh, tricked her some," Terence said carefully. "She thought she was gettin' me."
"That isn't nice, Boy -- and it might cut into your fun in the future!" Louise admonished.
"They was okay!" Terence retorted defensively. "She just needed to know she couldn't duck him, is all!"
"Well, she probably won't believe you, next time!" Louise pointed out.
"I got Beth," Terence replied indifferently.
"She owns Beth's holes, too, Boy! Wake up and smell the coffee!"
"Oh," Terence grunted. "Shit."
"You fucked up!" Louise declared. "Now if you can't wheedle pussy off of Jean, you're gonna have to settle for getting your dick sucked..." Her eyes popped and she covered her mouth.
Toby watched Terence turn an interesting shade of dark, pinkish grey while his eyes traveled from his mother to Toby and back. 'Uh oh,' Toby thought, watching Terence try on different scenarios...
Louise, realizing that it was up to her, leaped into the breach, supplying the official answer, "You think I don't know what you two been doin', Boy? Just because I didn't say anything... Besides, it ain't the end of the world -- you like pussy, right?"
"Yeah." Terence nodded.
"Then you're just playing both sides -- swingers do that, sometimes. We were talking about that kind of thing when you came in."
"Well, okay, but why...?" Terence flicked his eyes to Toby.
Louise grimaced. "I slipped up. I'm sorry, Boy -- we were talking about related stuff when you came in -- we were talking about swinging and how things are looser when you swing -- and I just blurted it, since it was on my mind."
"Your secret is safe with me," Toby interjected.
"So, your mama didn't..." Terence confirmed.
"No, she wouldn't do that. She knows?" Toby pretended surprise.
"How did that happen?" Toby asked for both of them.
"Well, I dunno -- Beth and I hit it off... I kind of got too interested in the mechanics, you know? I kinda outed myself. She was cool about it and offered to help..."
"You doin' more than sucking dick?" Louise asked.
"Mama!" Terence, pained, glanced at Toby.
"You thinking he won't find out?" Louise raised an eyebrow.
Toby eyed him, "You were fascinated with enemas..."
Terence looked away, "Things haven't gone that far."
"But they're moving..." Louise hazarded.
"I probably helped it along, Boy," Louise sighed. "Your brother asked me some questions about your Pa's and my swinging days and I told him I figured he'd gone the distance, but kept it secret even from me because it wasn't something he wanted folk to know."
"Well, I don't want anyone knowin' that kinda thing, either, so I think we've gone as far as we're gonna," Terence rasped. "In fact..."
"Boy, you're going about this all wrong!" Louise interjected. "There ain't anything wrong with that stuff, per se. If you're worried about your rep, don't -- as long as you keep it in the group, you'll be fine. Hell, you did me a favor -- now the group has a handle on you!"
Terence rubbed his face. "I don't want folk to have a handle on me..."
"Well, it's too late for that," Toby replied, "but you know, the group is about helping you get experience. Now that I know, I can help..."
"How?" Terence eyed him suspiciously.
Toby shrugged. "I guess it all depends on what you want..."
"Right now, I'm not sure I want a damned thing..." Terence grunted.
"Boy, you're just like your Pa -- letting what other folk might think get in the way of what you're doing. You need to lighten up," Louise advised.
"If this shit gets out..." Terence whined.
"You big baby! Who's gonna tell? Toby? Think about what you know about Toby! Beth? I don't think so!" Louise rasped. "Now settle your ass down!"
"Well, it's Little Bro, too -- that's..."
"Incest?" Louise finished. "That's a problem, all right -- but maybe Toby can help you find someone else..."
"Like who?" Terence asked truculently.
"Got someone in mind?" Toby spread his hands. "I might at least be able to help you find out if it's possible..."
"I dunno..." Terence looked away.
"So there IS someone..." Louise interjected.
"Well, stop being such a big p--..." Belatedly, Louise realized that her choice of words was poor.
Terence's eyes bulged. "I'm outta here!"
"Boy! Wait a minute! We've got other problems!" Louise called after him.
Fuming, Terence returned slowly. "Like what?"
"Like your Pa," Louise replied. "If he hears about this..."
Terence shook his head. "I shoulda never let Damian..."
"Well, you did -- and it worked for you -- so leave it," Louise advised her son. "It's just another reason we need a handle on your Pa."
Terence grimaced. "Yeah." Thus far, he'd avoided getting into this...
"Do you know anything?" Louise prompted.
"I don't think he's doing anything -- right now..." Terence said slowly. "That secretary -- I think she stopped seein' him."
"We need something good," Toby declared. "Catching him doing something homosexual would have been nice, but we're going to have to look elsewhere, maybe. Got any ideas?"
Terence grimaced, realizing that he was shifting alliances for real, now. "Well, sometimes Pa likes to brag; I'll probably find out when he finds something else..." He looked away from his mother, not happy with the implied admission that he knew what his father was doing.
"You let me know, Boy -- it's YOUR ass you'll be covering, too, now..." Louise rubbed it in. "Are we done with this for now?" she asked Toby.
"I guess," he shrugged. Turning to Terence, he added, "I'm serious, Man. You're covered, where I'm concerned, and if I can come up with something..."
"What about..." Louise began.
Toby's eyes flicked back and forth. "I'm pretty straight, I think, even though I'm open-minded about it."
Louise shrugged. "When you swing..."
"Well, maybe, under the right circumstances," Toby allowed.
Louise shook her head, smiling. "You boys -- you don't think anything about watching two women get it on, but the minute it involves YOU..." Turning to her son, she asked, "You want to watch? You can jerk off, or whatever..."
Terence thought about it -- this was kind of out there... "Maybe... Where?"
"Not the kitchen. If your Pa comes home..." Her bedroom didn't really appeal, either. "How about your room? Your Pa won't go there -- at least, not before we hear him banging around. And Toby would have an excuse to be there..."
"Okay." 'THIS is weird...' Terence led the way to the room he shared with his younger brother.
Once there, Louise lost no time shrugging out of the house coat, revealing that she was indeed naked beneath it. Then she knelt and went to work on Toby's jeans. Toby kicked out of his shoes and helped here and there; Terence, at loose ends, plopped on the task chair in front of his computer.
Mama was okay, for getting up there in age, Terence decided. Sure, her tits were a little shrunken-looking and had slid down her chest a bit, and she was kinda thick here and there, but she could get his dick up -- Hell, it WAS up! Terence shifted the bulge tenting his sweatpants.
Meanwhile, Louise got Toby out of his jeans and tugged his underwear to his ankles, revealing his half-erect cock. Terence eyed it, wondering where such a little fucker got a horn like that... Louise looked up, "It's okay, Boy -- pretend it's a porn flick. We don't mind, do we Toby?"
"I guess not..." Toby responded. He watched while Terence warily fished out his meat.
"C'mon, y'all been in the same room fucking before..." Louise cajoled, then shut up -- or, rather, filled her mouth with Toby. Toby hissed in pleasure as Louise's mouth engulfed him.
"Yeah..." Terence grunted, distracted, slowly jacking himself. This was some strange shit -- but it was HOT!
Louise demonstrated that she was an accomplished cock-sucker for thirty seconds or so -- bringing Toby to full extension -- before backing off and commenting, "Toby's got some amazing meat, don't he, Boy? You do deep throat? He's a challenge..."
"Yeah..." Terence replied distractedly. "Uh, no -- well, Beth is trying to teach me..." His one-eyed trouser snake was popping in and out of its den regularly as his hand slid back and forth.
"This bigger than Damian's?" Louise asked. "It's circumcised, too -- you seen that before?"
"No." Terence grunted.
"Well, you don't HAVE to sit yourself 'way over there, you know. Come over here and learn something!" Louise coaxed.
Toby was pretty clear regarding what Louise was up to; while this would give him some power over Terence, he didn't want it to go TOO far. Still, he would watch and wait -- it would be pretty easy to kill...
Terence, on the other hand, was apparently oblivious. He rolled the task chair over next to his mother so he could watch closely as she sucked Toby's cock, working the head, then taking it deep. "You Jewish?" he asked.
"No," Toby replied. "Mom says that the hospital where I was born supported the idea that it was cleaner and easier to take care of -- nothing gets up underneath the foreskin."
"Oh," Terence nodded, his eyes on his mother at work, "Yeah, I can see that. It can get nasty up in there -- tastes..." He caught himself and glanced up at Toby.
Louise rescued the situation. "Bet you're being more careful about cleaning it now, aren't you, Boy?"
"Yeah," Terence replied sheepishly.
Louise sucked Toby's glans in then came off of it with a pop. "Big 'un, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Terence mused. "Does circumcising make 'em bigger?"
Toby chuckled. "The worry was that it might make it smaller!"
"Wanna try it?" Louise cajoled, eyes alight.
"Naah, I don't think so," Terence waved his hands in negation.
"C'mon, we both know... You're not letting anything slip, here -- might as well enjoy yourself!" Louise pressed.
"Mama, I..." Terence sputtered.
Louise reached up and grabbed him by the back of the neck, "Look, Boy -- I dealt with your pa for years, and I know when he's bullshitting me -- and YOU'RE bullshitting me!" She pulled his head down close to hers. "Get a look at that! You sure you want to pass it up?"
Toby's cock filled Terence's vision. It was a sweet dick, all right -- but Terence was scared to death! "I -- I..."
"It won't bite! Here, watch!" Louise sucked it in, taking the head and backing off, then diving in to take about half of the shaft. "See? I'm still alive... It's different than Damian's isn't it?"
"Yeah." Terence started to relax.
"This is swinging, Boy. It's education. Just relax... How is it different from Damian's?"
"Well, color..." Toby's cock had this huge, purplish head. Damian's was basically shades of brown and black, not pinkish. "He's real purple. And of course, Damian's got a foreskin..."
"C'mon down here, join your mama. You're all bent over on that damned chair..." Louise gave him a tug and he dropped off the chair, which rolled backwards. "What else?"
Terence cocked his head. "I don't think Damian's balls are that big. Mine are though, maybe." Unconsciously, Terence started fisting his meat again.
Louise hefted Toby's scrotum. "They're good-sized. Here..." She palmed them, offering them to Terence.
Terence reached out before he thought about it; Louise pulled her hand away, then reached under him and cradled his scrotum. "Huh. Yeah, about the same size..."
"Mama!" Terence all but shrieked, galvanized.
"Oh, relax -- we aren't fucking!" Louise chided. "Just thought I'd get a check..."
"Well..." Terence was thoroughly flustered.
Louise didn't help; now that he was completely off guard, it was time to press. "You're playing with his balls, so you might as well give him a suck..." She pushed Toby's cock into Terence's face. Terence's mouth dropped open in surprise, and Louise pushed him by the grip she still had on his neck.
Terence overbalanced and had to catch himself by grabbing Toby's thighs -- but he got a mouthful of cock... He looked up at Toby, thoroughly humiliated.
Meanwhile, Louise reached down and started jacking Terence. "C'mon, Boy, stop fooling around and get on with it. You know you want to and WE know you want to -- just get on with it!"
"It's okay, Man," Toby soothed. "I'm not gonna tell anybody. It's an experiment -- I've never been sucked by a guy, either..."
"Sucking dick is kind of unisex," Louise muttered. "Anybody can do it. Frankly, so's taking it in the ass..."
Terence eyed his mother as best he could, amazed. This had gone a LOT further than expected! But he was sucking Toby's dick... He concentrated on the length in his mouth. It tasted different from Little Bro's, and it seemed to be a little stiffer. Not having to fuck with a foreskin was different, too. He backed off and tried a couple of tongue swipes along the bottom. "How's that?"
"Nice," Toby admitted. He hadn't planned to go this far, but Louise was driving and neither of them had been prepared for how determined she was. The whole combination was unprecedented for both of them; Terence had been dismissive of Toby, and Toby certainly never expected to feel the big black tackle's mouth around his cock... Terence managed to look resigned as he went ahead and got into it, working Toby's glans and pulling in some of his shaft, running him in and out past his thick lips.
Louise was wondering vaguely what had come over her -- but she was wildly excited by this whole thing! She knew that technically she probably shouldn't be jacking Terence and playing with his balls -- he WAS her son, after all -- but, Hell, it wasn't as if he was putting the meat to her -- THAT was incest! This was just... sex? She didn't have a fancy term for it, but she knew it was edgy. Meanwhile, she got to watch Terence swallow Toby's cock...
And Terence was getting into it -- that much was clear to all three of them. Terence would have hated to have to admit it, but once he got going he ALWAYS enjoyed it. Toby was right about it being a new experience; his cock was quite a bit different than Little Bro's... He incorporated a head snap that Little Bro tended to enjoy and watched as Toby hissed in pleasure and his fists clenched and unclenched.
Louise chose that moment to murmur, "Getting your dick sucked by a dude isn't gay -- if your eyes were closed, you probably wouldn't know the difference. If you got to pick out the gay, it'd be the cocksucker..."
This reversal humiliated Terence, who turned suffering eyes on Toby and almost failed to hear the rest of the sentence, which was, "and I already said that ain't serious..."
Toby tried to think of something to say -- but he was impaired by his reactions to Terence's efforts. What he got out was, "I don't know -- there seems to be a difference. Maybe it's personal experience."
This set Louise off, for some reason -- the weird state of mind that had driven her to pressure Terence into the act now had her Hell-bent on humiliating him. "Practice, maybe?" she cackled. "I figure he's sucking dick just about every night... Hear that, Boy? You're one fine cocksucker!"
Things just seemed to get worse and worse; the horrible taunts more and more pointed. Oddly, Toby's cock was a pacifier; Terence began working it even more assiduously, drawing pleasure from his efforts and Toby's reactions and wrapping himself in the blanket of calm they produced.
"Grab his head and put him where you want him," Louise directed. "It's too late to fuck around pretending to be polite! Get you some!"
Toby gingerly reached out and laced his fingers loosely behind Terence's head. He didn't need to DO anything -- Terence was doing fine -- better than fine, actually -- but it gave him a feeling of control...
And again Terence was spurred on to further effort, concentrating on the act as a way of dealing with the taunts and the humiliation.
Now that they were both fully engaged, Louise got serious about stimulating her eldest son, working his cock and moving the attentions of her other hand from his heavy balls to his perineum and his asshole. Running a finger from the base of his scrotum to his asshole made a discernable difference in Terence's erection; he got solid, and the head flared in her stroking fist. "You like that shit, don't ya?" she taunted. "Just like your Pa -- except he always wanted to bullshit people about it. Take his load -- and don't spill any, now!"
Toby was there; his knees started jumping from the tension as things got more and more urgent. "Gonna shoot!" he hissed through gritted teeth.
"Take it! Take it!" Louise chanted, stroking Terence feverishly and scratching his anus with her fingernail. "Take it all!" Glancing up at Toby, she caroled, "Feed him that dick! Do it!"
Toby succumbed to temptation and tried to bury himself in Terence's throat as his balls began to jump, "AAAUUUUUGGHH!!!" His cock spat semen into Terence's working mouth.
Terence, wildly excited by his efforts and his mother's manipulations, sucked down that first load, then exploded himself, blasting cum nearly four feet onto the bedroom carpet, "MMMMPH! MMMMPH! MMMMPH!"
Louise pumped her hand on Terence's shaft for a moment, milking the gooey remnants, which dribbled out of her son's cock and over her hand while she watched him nurse on Toby's spend. Then she dropped backward to sit on the floor, looking at her gooey hand in surprise. "What the fuck was THAT all about?" she asked aloud, visibly confused. Distractedly, she licked at her gooey hand, rubbing her forehead in perplexity.
Toby let go of Terence's head, but Terence didn't back off instantly, instead sucking and cleaning Toby's erection for a moment. At his mother's distracted exclamation, he turned to regard her.
"I'm sorry, Boy!" she gushed sorrowfully, "I don't know what came over me! I just went crazy or something..." She covered her face with her hands.
Toby went over to sit on the bunk bed. "I think," he said carefully, "maybe you got him kind of mixed up with his father and took out some anger and frustration on him. That's a guess."
Louise thought about it. "It started out with me trying to get you to be honest with yourself -- something your Pa avoids regularly. But it got out of hand, and I'm sorry..."
"I guess I could have stopped it," Terence murmured.
"No, I wasn't letting you -- and I wasn't letting HIM, either!" Louise nodded at Toby. "You two were both dancing to some weird tune I was making up in my head... I'm really sorry, Boy. I think Toby's got it right -- I was abusing your Pa and you were just there in the middle. I don't know what came over me. Suddenly, I was all hot to prove you were a natural-born cocksucker..."
"Maybe I am..." Terence hung his head.
"Well, you're very good at it -- but that doesn't mean you're gay or anything," Toby interjected. "Just, uh, multitalented." He thought about it, trying to come up with something that might defuse the situation. "I think you're just bisexual. Most of what your mother said early on is true -- in a situation where all things are equal, certain acts -- oral and anal sex -- aren't necessarily gay. They're just another fun thing to do, you know? Where you are from a sexual orientation perspective is more emotional. Do you think you can fall in love with a guy?"
Terence recoiled. "Fuck no!"
Toby shrugged. "Then you aren't gay. End of story." He cast about for a strategy that would help cement things. "What you need is an affirmation that everything is okay after this last episode..."
"Huh?" Terence grunted.
"You need to fuck a woman, Boy, so you don't go getting ideas that you might be queer," Louise amplified.
"Unfortunately, we didn't plan for this. I can call Jean..." Toby offered.
"I fucked this up -- maybe I ought to pay for it..." Louise sighed.
Toby thought about it. "No, I don't think so. That might add to the problem, don't you think? You already crossed the line, in some ways..."
"Yeah." Louise's eyes were hooded as she eyed her son.
"Let me make a phone call."
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