Incest stories, Voyeur son rescues cheating mother from disaster, I, Josh, was up early the next morning preparing for my usual carpooling with Sean and two other guys who lived almost next door to Sean and me. As I washed up and dressed and got my stuff together in my back pack I thought about what happened last night.
My mind just couldn’t get rid of the images of Sean and my Mom. I was confused. I hated Sean for what he did. I hated him for what he was planning to do , that is, brag at school and show pics of my mom naked and having sex with him. Jeez, how embarrassing to me and my whole family that would be. I could never live that down. Mom would be destroyed and maybe even convicted of some sort of crime. Dad would divorce her and we would have to move away ’cause I could never face anybody in my school again. What a fucking asshole he really was deep inside. I knew he could not be my friend anymore. Those thoughts kept running through my mind over and over again.
I was really pissed with Sean. Not just for screwing my Mom but for promising her it would remain secret when he was all the time preparing to show the pictures to Jason and then demanding to be paid off on the bet they had going. Jason would be so mad about losing that I’m sure he would do almost anything to get Sean in trouble for screwing my Mom. That meant he would blab the whole thing all around school. Maybe he would even call my dad when he got home. Surely Dad would find out someway or other if those pictures ever got shown. The shit would hit the fan at home for sure. I felt desperate and going down the tube hard.
These other thoughts kept breaking in on my messed up mind.
Was I really a peeping Tom in the making? Was I a real pervert? I really enjoyed the show they had put on. There was no doubt about that. I had masturbated and cum so hard my belly muscles were still sore this morning. Even after last nights powerful hand job and my sore belly, my usual morning hard was extra hard and it led to another jack off before I got out of bed for my usual morning wash up. Now my cock was swollen and really sensitive. My under ware hurt me with every movement.
I was pissed with Mom to for not slapping his face and running him out of the house. I couldn’t tell her yet because that would have blown my cover for watching them. On the other hand, I had fantasized about looking at my mom naked and even had thought about having sex with her like Sean had. Heck even Seans mom looked sexy but I would never do to her what he did to my mom. At least, not make pictures and tell her lies like Sean had done. The lies that would destroy his family like he planned, hopefully inadvertently at least. After seeing him with her and knowing what a true asshole he was, I began to think of myself as an asshole for thinking of doing to either of them what he had just done. Man, was I that messed up to. I got this really punk feeling down deep about my self. Was I a man or just another pervert in the making?
I began to hate myself for how I had thought about seeing mom’s tits and more. I had even thought about Sean’s mom. I had wanted to see her tits and pussy. Now I was disgusted with myself, yet, I knew I still wanted pussy experience but not with my mom. I kind of laughed to myself thinking of my mom as a MILF. Well, maybe not for me though. The girls my age began to look better and better even if they didn’t know half as much as older women. I was all mixed up. I wanted to learn about “making love” and knew that would have to be with an experienced caring adult but couldn’t fancy myself with my mom or Sean’s mom. I wanted to be sexually active but not hurt anyone at the time like Sean planned to do. He had probably not thought what telling would do to me and my family. What an ignoramus and piss ant he was.
Dad and I are close and I couldn’t bear for him to get hurt because Mom did a stupid thing. Worse, I let her and even enjoyed watching. I could easily have stopped the whole thing by making noises up stairs and telling them I was coming down stairs. I felt terribly guilty for my part in mom getting fucked. Everything was now fucked up. I wasn’t feeling guilty for watching or was I. I was thinking maybe I’m going to be a pervert voyeur wimp of a future husband and not a real man. I just wish it had been between Sean and some other woman. I had got really turned on but now it didn’t seem so erotic. I had this awful thought that I could now black mail mom into having sex with me. Oh my gawd, how perverted was I. Still, I just couldn’t let Dad get hurt.
Jeez, I had to do something and soon. What could I do. I only had an hour before Sean was going to be showing off those pics of mom naked and Sean fucking her.
I had to hurry so I got dressed in record time and yelled down to mom that I had to go. I ran out of the house with out breakfast and not stopping to close the front door. I did remember my back pack and wallet.
The first thing I had to do was get to Sean before he could show the pictures to anyone, especially Jason. I couldn’t tolerate the idea of Sean, in a way, getting paid to fuck my mom. That’s what it would be if he won the five hundred dollar bet.
I knew where Sean lived. It was less than a block away from my home. We were friendly but not close friends. Now we were enemies of the highest class. He was planning to ruin me and my family and he didn’t care. We carpooled so we had to get along. As I ran out of my house I turned towards Sean’s house. I literally ran to his house and knocked loudly on his front door. I knew his mom was up because the lights were on and it was almost time for all of us to leave for school. His parent were divorced so his dad didn’t live at home. Sean’s mom was carpooling us this morning so I had to be there anyway. I just got there fifteen minutes earlier than usual. I had to get to see Sean before we all got in his Mom’s car.
Sean’s mom opened right away since I was pounding hard. She invited me in to wait for Sean to come downstairs. I asked if I could go on up to his room and wait for him up there. She called up the stairs and Sean told her to tell me to come on up. He was close to ready to come down.
I bolted up the stairs, taking two or three steps at a time. At the top of the stairs I turned hard right a 180 degrees then down the hall to his bed room and walked in.
“Hey, Sean” I said in a as friendly a voice as I could muster, but I was steaming mad.
“Listen, I need to talk to you in private up here in the worst sort of way. It wont’ take but a minute.” I closed his door to the hall.
“I know about you and my Mom last night. I watched. God I was so horny. Damn you are one smooth character. I really have to admire your technique. I was so turned on that I had to masturbate right after you left.” I grinned and rubbed my crotch as I spoke. It hurt to rub and I must have scrunched a little. He looked at me in the mirror and sneered a smile as he combed his hair. I had to compliment him so he wouldn’t suspicion me for what I was getting ready to do. I wanted to beat him up but now was not the time or place to do that. Later maybe was my thought. I would pick the time and place and catch hip totally off guard. I liked that new idea.
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