Son gives mother her heart’s desire, mother and son incest stories, Curtis and I were best friends growing up. In high school, we competed with each other in sports and academics. I was the captain of the football team. He was the captain of the basketball team. I graduated just ahead of him for the highest GPA but his SAT score was 100 points better than mine. He got a scholarship to an Ivy League school while I accepted an appointment to a national service academy. He was the embodiment of every parent’s dream son.
So you could imagine my surprise when, on the night of our high school graduation, he confessed to me that his older brother was also his father! His brother was 18 years older than us. I had only seen him a handful of times throughout my youth. He had always lived on the other coast. The man I previously thought was Curtis’s father owned a local car dealership. I always thought he was a nice enough man.
Curtis and I had gone to a graduation party and he had gotten considerably more drunk than me. As I was drove us home, we discussed our futures and how we’d always stay in touch. When out of the blue,
‘Hey man, I want to share something with you. It’s a secret but I know I can trust you.’
‘Sure Curtis, shoot.’
‘Ya know my older brother? He fucked my mother 18 years ago and he’s my real dad!’
‘The FUCK?!? Are you serious?!’ I almost lost control of the car.
‘Yeah man, she told me about a year ago. She’s never told my dad or my brother. Is that fucked up or what?’
‘Uh yeah, that’s kinda fucked up! Wow… I wonder why she decided to tell you. ‘
‘I think she felt a lot of guilt and shame over it. Once she saw I had become a bright, well-adjusted young man, she unloaded the burden she had been carrying. I felt bad for her, honestly. I could give a damn whose sperm fertilized her egg. She’s been a good mother. My dad has been a good father and my brother has been a stranger. That is how I will always feel. It makes zero difference in my life.’
I was amazed at his mature, philosophical perspective. He made total sense of course. Why fly into hysterics like a bad made-for-tv drama? I told him I appreciated he would share that with me. That was it. We have remained close friends since then and the topic has never come up. The only reason I mention it is because of what it led to in my own life.
I came home for a three week break after my first semester at the academy. My father (who is a US Representative and the reason I got my nomination to the academy) would not be home for the first two weeks of my break. There was yet another budget crisis in Washington he had to deal with. So it was just my mother and I. We have always had a close, relaxed relationship. My father was 35 years old and she was only 19 when she got pregnant with me. He married her immediately when they found out. They’ve beaten the odds and stayed together for almost 20 years. Due to their age difference, she is much more playful and forthcoming with her 18 year old son than her 54 year old husband. I really enjoy our time together. We are more like friends than mother and son.
The first day I was home, my mother and I drove to my grandparents to visit. They live two hours away so we had plenty of time to chat. On the way up, we talked about my school and your typical neighborhood gossip. On the way back home, we felt the relief of having done our duty visiting the cranky old folks. We had also has a few glasses of wine so our conversation was much more open and lighthearted. I brought up the rumor of my senior prom date. She was now pregnant from a local community college football player. Thing is, she didn’t know which one. Seems she banged several over the course of a drunken weekend. This surprised my mom.
‘Really? She seemed like such a good girl when you two dated.’
‘She was always super horny, mom. My buddy Curtis took her virginity our junior year. I took her to prom because she was cute and fun. I never thought of her as a serious girlfriend. She wanted to have sex on prom night. When I told her I didn’t have any condoms, she said she didn’t care. I think she wanted me to get her pregnant then. I think she saw me as a good catch and getting pregnant with my kid would have made me hers forever.’
‘That little slut… well, she is right. You are a catch. You’re the jackpot, baby. So smart, strong and sexy…’ She leaned over and kissed my cheek as I drove. After a pause, she continued, ‘You know, your father and I have been trying to get me pregnant since you left for college.’
‘Really? That’s awesome.’
‘I’m at that age where, if we’re going to do it, we got to do it now. I’m 36 and feeling a strong, strong urge to have one more child.’
‘I think that’s fantastic, mom. How is Operation Baby going?’
She let out a discouraged sigh. ‘Not so good. Your father, he’s older now. Getting it up and getting it in is not a problem thanks to the little blue pill. He’s just not making many swimmers like he used to.’
‘Swimmers, mom?’
‘Stop it. You know what I mean.’ She playfully slapped my shoulder.
‘Hee hee, I know. It seems with people having children so much later in life, the age of optimum sperm production is wasted on the young.’
‘If you and your father could just switch bodies for one night..’
‘Speaking of sons knocking up their mothers, did you know Curtis’s biological father is really his older brother?’
‘What??!!’
I immediately regretted disclosing that. First, it was told to me in confidence. Second, I wasn’t so sure my mother could handle that news as analytically as I did. His mom and mine weren’t best friends but they did socialize fairly regular. If my mom couldn’t keep this secret, things could get real dramatic in the neighborhood.
So I told her the story as it was told to me. I emphasized Curtis’s view of the situation. I explained I was in agreement. It was a matter of biologic history at this point and nothing else. Then I pulled the car into the nearest gas station and put it in park.
‘Listen, you can’t ever tell anyone about this, ok? Curtis trusted me with that story. I should have never said anything. Please, if you love me, you’ll never mention this to anyone. Promise me?’
She was silent for a moment then said, ‘Ok baby, I promise.’ I pulled the car back on the highway.
After a bit, she asked, ‘I’m just shocked. Don’t you think that’s disgusting?’
‘Honestly mom, not really. Curtis is one of the smartest, nicest, well-adjusted people I have ever met. If that’s the product of mother-son mating, perhaps the world could use a little more of it. Anyway, I have found most societal taboos to be hardly anything worth freaking out over.’
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