Matty was never sure whether he liked these weekends or not. His mother -- Kate -- had just told him that they were coming on Friday evening, until Sunday. Every six months or so they had these weekends. Kate's lifelong friends came to stay, and drink, and party. When they were young -- late teens, early twenties, they were a wild threesome. Then Kate got pregnant, and had settled down -- sort of. Matty never knew who his father was, and he wasn't sure Kate knew either. Over the years the two friends -- Mel and Jan -- had got married, had children, got divorced as well. All three were "respectable" - except when they got together. Then they could be outrageous, as they had been as teens, and Matty wasn't sure whether his mother was more loyal to them, or to him; he wasn't sure if things went "wrong" or "funny" - he couldn't put it quite into words - whether she would take his side, or whether the bond between the three women would be much stronger.
Matty was a quiet, sensitive lad. He lacked confidence, but was well liked, and sadly was regularly bullied and teased for being "a softie." He wasn't a softie -- he just lacked confidence, and getting past the lack of confidence was a task he seemed to fail at. At 5 feet 10 with long curly hair he was good looking, but it was that lack of confidence................. The weekends with the three women left him uncertain, and left him sometimes feeling mocked and teased, with his mother joining the teasing.
Mel was loud and could be bawdie. She was also curvy -- Matty found himself often staring at her tits and ass, both full and round, and hoped she didn't notice. She had short blonde hair, was a few inches shorter than Matty -- same height as his mother. The last couple of times the first moment she saw him when visiting she stared at him and cheerily asked him straight out "so, you still a virgin? Got your leg over yet?" Matty didn't know what to say but went bright red. Yes, he was still a virgin. No, he hadn't got his leg over yet. He just didn't have any confidence. The truth is there were several girls who thought he was really cute and he could have, but it was the confidence thing.
Jan was a bit taller than Mel -- same sort of height as Matty, with long black hair. She was slimmer, but Matty thought her ass and tits were cuter. He wasn't impressed by size -- it was shape that mattered!! He hoped she didn't notice him staring....
Kate, Matty's mother made up the three beauties -- now in their early forties. Kate was also attractive -- shoulder length dark hair, "average" shape, but average as a compliment, not an insult. Over the years Kate had several boyfriends, some of whom Matty liked, perhaps more he wasn't keen on, as he was seen by them often as an inconvenience, an attachment to Kate they didn't want. One or two had been really nasty to him, one over several months, including punching and hitting him, until Kate found out and got rid of him straight away. Matty never felt his mother would sacrifice him, that he was always first for her. Except on these weekends..... Matty knew his mother was attractive, but only recently had he begun to fantasize about her, and the truth is -- start to play with her panties when he found them in the wash. He also knew -- she was his mother, nothing would ever happen.
But then the three got together -- Kate's home was the only one really big enough to accommodate all three, plus Matty.
"So Matty, you still a virgin? Got your leg over yet?" Mel smiled broadly at him as she asked her question -- knowing Matty would be really embarrassed.
"Leave him alone," Kate said, laughing. "He's only young."
"Well, if I was a few years younger," continued Mel, "I'd get him into bed right away and spend the whole night shagging him! He wouldn't be any sort of virgin when I'd finished with him!"
Kate laughed with her, as Matty stood with them in hall, totally paralysed with embarrassment. Every time Mel arrived something like this happened, and Kate had to drag her away offering coffee in the kitchen while Matty escaped to his room. As he did he heard Mel say to his mother "I bet he's gone upstairs for a wank! It was always the same, and true. Even that small encounter with Mel made him want to go upstairs, and wank, imagining Mel sucking his cock as he did. He also went to his room with a tear in his eye -- embarrassed and humiliated by the encounter. For the rest of the evening he kept to his room, until the three women had gone off to the show they had booked. After they had gone he made himself a pizza, but was back in his "safe space" well before they returned. He hadn't even seen Jan, although had heard her arrive.
It was next morning when he went and had breakfast that things seemed to change. Jan had greeted him and hugged him, and Matty thought she looked even better than he remembered. To his teenage eyes, stoked by teenage hormones, she was a goddess. So sexy, yet a million miles out of his range. Jan had been in the kitchen before Matty -- a few moments later Mel and Matty's mother had joined them. Jan was asking Matty about college, and how he was doing. Even she had asked whether he had a girlfriend yet, although not in the bawdy way Mel had asked. It's as they ate breakfast together, around the dining table, that things seemed to take an embarrassing turn. Afterwards, Matty guessed they had planned this, maybe the evening before, full of alcohol, but at the moment the embarrassment and humiliation returned. It was Mel who started it.
"The trouble is, with young guys, is that they are always staring at your tits and your bum."
There was a pause. Matty utterly confused, the other three smiling.
It was Jan who broke the silence. "Who are you thinking of?" But she knew...........
Mel smiled. "Matty, here. He is a wonderful lad, really sweet, really cute. But he's always looking at my tits, and my bum, and trying to look up my skirt when he thinks I'm not looking."
Jan laughed. "You're right, he's like that with me. Think he's a bit kinky, maybe like all lads his age."
Matty was transfixed, gripped by the embarrassment of what they were saying, of being found out. A corner of his mind hoped his mother was going to get him out of the mess -- his lack of confidence -- he had no idea how to handle it. But his mother was with her friends, and when the three were together they were unstoppable. It was Katy who replied. "If he is being naughty then maybe he should be taught a lesson. What do you suggest?"
Mel always seemed to be in charge. "Do you remember what we did to your younger brother, Jan, when he keep spying on us?"
Jan smiled. "That must be twenty years ago! Got what he deserved!"
Mel smiled, and nodded at Matty. "Maybe we should do it to him?"
Matty had no idea what they were talking, although the three were smiling in their memories. Matty hoped his mother wouldn't be part of anything bad, but she was colluding.
Before Matty could move, or speak, he found he was being dragged by his mother and Jan to the Sitting room. He would have struggled but Matty was gentle. Couldn't hit a woman. He struggled but he couldn't do it. Before he could even think he found himself sat on the middle of the settee. Jan was on one side, his mother on the other. They had grabbed his arms, stretched them out and put their weight on them so he couldn't escape. He could have lashed out, but he couldn't. He was pinned on the settee, a woman either side lying on his arms.
"Good work girls!" Mel was laughing. "Let's teach him a lesson. Let's see what he's got!"
