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Sixteen Candles - Gender Reversed
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

What if the genders were reversed in 1984's Sixteen 
Candles? Here's how one scene could have played out. 
(F/m-teen, mast, 1st, inc, movie-parody)

***

In the movie there is a scene where the father comes 
down stairs during the night to talk to his daughter who 
has turned sixteen, but everyone has forgotten it's her 
birthday. In this version, the mother comes down stairs 
instead, to talk to her son. It's still 1984.

This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone 
any sexual activity in real life involving persons under 
18 years of age.

***

I couldn't sleep. I lay tossing and turning, a thin 
sheet up to my waist and me just in a t-shirt and Jockey 
briefs. I had my Walkman on. Usually that helped me 
relax. I was listening to "If You Were Here" by The 
Thompson Twins. Love that song. But it wasn't helping me 
relax one tiny bit.

One reason I couldn't sleep was I was on the couch. It 
wasn't made for a giant, at sixteen I was the tallest in 
the family at 6'5" and still growing. And of course I 
play on the High School basketball team.

I had to sleep on the couch because my grandparents were 
visiting and were using my attic bedroom. Actually, both 
my mom's parents and my dad's parents were visiting. And 
Grandpa Fred brought a Japanese exchange with him and 
grandma. Her name was Ling Buck Bong and she was bunking 
with my little sister Midge.

All of my grandparents were visiting because tomorrow 
was my older brother's wedding.

What was really bugging was I couldn't believe they all 
forgot. No one remembered my sixteenth birthday. The way 
my life was going I wasn't at all surprised.

Don't get me wrong; I have a decent life. I'm fairly 
popular, good-looking and in top shape, a basketball 
star and a B student [with an occasional C+].

But I had hoped to accomplish more by now. Hell, I was 
sixteen and still a virgin. I have friends who are girls 
but when it comes to talking to girls I find attractive 
I'm a dud.

Like Senior Jessica Ryan. She's a babe and a half. If 
only I had the guts to talk to her.

Speaking of girls, I had this geeky Freshman following 
me around like a love sick puppy. Everyone calls her 
Farmer Tina.

I went to this school dance - I actually confided in her 
about my feelings for Jessica Ryan - and I did something 
I hope I wouldn't regret. Tina said she had told her 
girlfriends she was going to have sex with me. But they 
needed proof from her so she asked to borrow my Jockeys. 
The things I do sometimes.

I shook my head. I wish my music was helping my tonight 
but it wasn't. I hit the STOP button on my Walkman, 
slipped off the headphones and stowed them under the 
couch.

"Jimmy?" I looked up as my mother glided into the room, 
her long filmy robe seeming to billow around her, open 
and almost down to her feet. Mom had long, wavy dark 
blonde hair and an amazing body. She was in her forties, 
dad was much older in his fifties. "Sweetheart?"

"Mom?"

"Hi, kiddo."

"What's wrong?" I asked, wondering what she was doing 
down her so late.

"Everything's fine," Mom smiled.

"I was just upstairs and I couldn't sleep."

I sat up.

After an awkward silence mom said "I feel like a real 
idiot, honey." Another awkward silence then "We forgot 
your birthday."

I smiled.

"I'll bet you're really PO-ed, huh?"

I shook my head. "No, it's okay. I'm not really all that 
upset anymore."

Mom sat on the arm of the couch furthest from me. "This 
wedding," She sighed, "is really turning this entire 
house inside out, and I just came down to tell you, we 
did remember."

"Thank you."

"Happy birthday."

Mom got up and turned to leave. Instead, she sat down 
next to me on the couch, also sitting on the sheet, 
drawing it away from my Jockeys-covered crotch.

I could now see mom's negligee. It was tight and 
flimsier then her robe, nearly sheer and clinging to her 
large braless breasts.

"Something else is bothering you," Mom said softly.

My face grew hot.

"You can tell me, sweetheart."

"It's just really embarrassing, okay?" I rolled my eyes. 
"Sitting in the dark with your mom, telling her about 
your...."

After an awkward pause I finally said "love life." My 
face grew hotter.

Mom smiled. "Go on."

"There's a girl. Jessica. Jessica is a Senior, and she's 
beautiful and perfect and I like her a real lot and she 
doesn't like me, okay?"

Mom nodded. "Oh..."

"And she's got this incredible boyfriend. I'm just this 
ridiculous dork that's following her around like a 
puppy."

"Well, why do you think you're a dork?" Mom asked. "I 
don't think you're a dork. I don't think your dad thinks 
you're a dork."

"Midge thinks I'm a dork."

"Midge IS a dork."

I sighed. "Well so am I."

"Well... if it's any consolation I love you. And if this 
girl can't see all the beautiful and wonderful things 
that I see, then she's got the problem."

I rolled my eyes again. "I know, it just hurts..."

Mom nodded. "That's why they call them crushes. If they 
were easy...we'd call them something else."

"Thank, mom." I hugged her, feeling her large breasts 
press against my chest.

"I really am sorry about your birthday," Mom said after 
I leaned back.

I realized I could almost see mom's large areolaes 
through her nightgown. Her nipples were hard too. The 
sight made my nuts tingle.

"I wish there was some way I could make it up to you..." 
Mom sighed. Her eyes seemed to flicker down to my 
exposed crotch, or was it my imagination?

But it wasn't my imagination when my mother reached out 
and put her hand on my cock. I jumped slightly.

Mom smiled. "I may not give hand jobs as good as you 
give yourself but it's a little thing I can do," She 
said as she reached into my fly.

My face grew hotter again. "I - I've never masturbated 
before, mom..."

"Then you're in for a rare treat," Mom smiled as she 
withdrew my cock from my fly.

From the moment mom had touched it my cock began to 
grow. By the time the air hit it my cock was fully erect 
and throbbing.

Mom gasped, eyes going wide. "It's not such a little 
thing..." She blushed.

Mom wrapped her hand around it and began to masturbate 
me. I groaned.

"Do you like that?" She whispered huskily.

I didn't trust myself to speak so I just nodded.

Mom's hand was warm and smooth around my pulsing cock. 
She kept her eyes locked on it, biting her lower lip.

There was something unreadable in mom's eyes, the way 
she gazed at my cock really turned me on more.

Mom began to masturbate my cock faster. I gasped, 
moaning loudly. Mom giggled softly.

Her hand felt so amazing wrapped around my cock, I loved 
it. I noticed mom was breathing heavy as she masturbated 
me, a fire in her eyes.

Between the feel of mom's hand, the look on mom's face, 
and the sheer forbiddeness of mom's act, I hardly lasted 
five minutes.

I felt my nuts tighten up. My cock seemed to swell up. I 
grunted and thick white jizz spewed from my cock.

Mom's eyes went wide, she gasped then smiled. "Spurt for 
mama, baby..."

She kept masturbating me and long, thick ropey spurt 
after spurt of hot jizz spewed out and splashed against 
my chest.

I ejaculated nine or ten times before the flow petered 
out. Jizz ran down mom's fingers as my cock softened a 
bit.

Mom had a wild look in her eyes as she looked at the 
jizz splattered all over me and her hand.

"Ummm, we better clean you up," Mom said huskily.

Grabbing a large handful of tissues, mom started to wipe 
the jizz off of my muscular body. The way she stared at 
me felt so erotic. My nuts began to tingle once more.

Finally mom wiped the jizz off of her hand and set down 
the wad of tissues. We both noticed I was hard once 
more.

Mom bit her lower lip again. Then she stood up.

"Your dad won't notice if I'm gone a little longer..."

She shrugged off her robe then pulled her negligee off, 
first exposing her dark-bushed pussy then her large 
breasts to my virgin eyes.

She dropped her negligee to the floor and straddled me. 
Was she really going to...?


Mom grabbed my cock and lowered her pussy down on it. 
Wow, she really was!

Her pussy was so hot, very wet, and damned tight. I 
groaned as mom impaled her womanhood around my pulsing 
cock. Soon the head hit the back of mom's pussy but I 
could see a few inches still peeked out.

"I've never felt this full before," Mom groaned. She 
took my hands and placed them on her huge breast then 
began to move up and down on my now de-virgined cock.

I began to knead her breasts as mom rode me faster. She 
was gasping and breathing heavy, and she kept biting her 
lower lip sexily.

"I-I'm... going to cum!" Mom hissed. She leaned down and 
planted a kiss on my lips - the first time we had ever 
kissed like that - and cried out into my mouth as she 
came.

That wasn't the only time my mother orgasmed. She came A 
LOT. And each time she would grab my face and kiss me, 
screaming into my mouth. Can that be bad for someone my 
age?

I lasted longer this time, about thirty-five minutes.

"I'm going to cum, mom!" I groaned.

"Cum in mama!" She hissed as she kept riding my 
throbbing cock.

Once again my nuts tightened up, my cock swelled and I 
spewed and spewed and spewed my jizz deep into mom.

Finally spent, my cock began to soften and mom collapsed 
on top of me, exhausted.

Are sweaty bodies mingled together, my mother's massive 
sweaty breasts rubbing all over my chest as she kissed 
me passionate.

My hands slid down and cupped her full, womanly butt 
cheeks, kneading them roughly.

"Now," Mom gasped between kisses, "I know who wears the 
pants in this family!"

My eyes went wide and gasped, unnoticed by my lustful 
mom writhing atop my body.

I relaxed. What harm could really come from giving a 
geeky girl my Jockeys? 

THE END 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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