Like the first episode this involves a college student and his mother, both of whom are obviously of legal age...
As promised this is the second half of "A Boy and His Mom". The first part detailed Billy's sexual relationship with his long-divorced Mom. Eileen Hammond had finally begun dating Henri Pachard, a very suave 53 year old gentleman, and everything seemed to be going well - with Billy becoming less jealous of having to share and the two men actually getting along well - when something happened.
Henri had left his wallet on Eileen's night table and since he needed it the next day he let himself into the Hammond's house at dawn the next morning. What Henri saw in the bedroom shocked him a bit but not as much as it might have most men because he himself had a special relationship with his grandmother in his youth.
Henri tiptoed in and out without either Eileen or Billy waking up, but he called his girlfriend later that morning and told him about his visit and what he had seen. Eileen tried to make up excuses for Billy being in bed with her but Henri made it clear that not only wasn't he offended, he had been aroused. So much so that he suggested that he would love it if they could all be in bed together.
Once Eileen got over the shocks of her incestuous relationship with her son being revealed and the suggestion that she would be part of a threesome with her boyfriend and her boy, Eileen brought up the subject to her son with a great deal of trepidation.
Billy was an only child and something of a Mama's boy who was very sensitive and quite self-conscious about himself, although his fears were mostly unwarranted because Eileen always told Billy that he was much better in bed than his deserter old man ever was.
So Eileen mentioned it all to her son in bed that night, after he had slid the organ Eileen fondly referred to as his Mommy-pleaser into her pussy from behind. Billy was as shocked as she expected he would be upon hearing it all but the more they talked about it the more receptive the lad became.
At the end of the night Billy had agreed to it, and while he told his mother that he would do anything to make her happy, it was unspoken that Billy was also curious. So was Eileen Hammond.
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As dinners went in the Hammond household, the meal on Friday evening was nothing spectacular, with Eileen declaring the chicken a bit dry while her son and her boyfriend told her it was as great as ever.
Eileen ate little of it, because her stomach was in knots about what was going to happen later, but her son Billy ate even less which was a first because while the boy was as lean as a whippet he usually ate like a horse.
Billy's attention was on the man across the table, Henri who for his part had not lost his appetite in the least. The bearded 53 year old Frenchman had warned Eileen when they were courting that he was a man with voracious appetites for food and the flesh and he had done nothing to disprove it.
Henri had also won Eileen's heart by befriending her son despite Billy's early resistance, but now looking across the table at the curly-haired man who might one day be his stepfather he was scared.
Billy had enjoyed sex hundreds of times but never with anybody but his mother, save a sleepover where he and a friend had masturbated each other. Mom was different and had been patient and understanding so that his once inept efforts were now much more skillful.
But this was Henri, Billy thought as he picked at his dinner. Henry was a man and while he was only slightly larger physically than he was they were worlds different. The lad feared Henri was a man of the world and thus had probably forgotten more about lovemaking that Billy would even know.
Billy had heard him in there with his Mom. he had heard the bed groan and his Mom moan and while those things happened when he and his mother made love too, to Billy it didn't seem as loud then.
Then there was the difference in their bodies. Billy was slender and except for a dusting of hair on the insides of his calves and under his arms, along with a tuft of golden curls over his dick he was virtually hairless and because the hair was so light and fine he looked even more boyish.
Now Henri, Billy thought as his nervousness grew, now he was a real man. Henri was a hairy chest and really furry legs, the hair as black as night and thick, and it looked like he had hair on his back as well.
Billy had gotten this information from a single peek at Henri out in the hall late one night when Henri had left his Mom's bedroom and went to the bathroom, and although the look only lasted seconds it made an impression on Billy, especially the glance he had gotten of Henri's cock.
It had been flaccid when Billy saw it, most likely having just been in his Mom's pussy, and while his mother maintained that not only didn't size matter there was hardly any difference between her son's and her boyfriend equipment save a little thickness it didn't seem that way to Billy because Henri's sure looked big - a fat brown uncircumcised organ that looked like a sausage sprouting out of the bush.
Billy would see Henri naked soon enough and he would see him as well, although his Mom told him that Henri had seen him naked that time with morning wood and was impressed. While Billy knew there was certainly nothing out of the ordinary about him it had reassured him to hear that, only now the clock was ticking, the dinner was over and Henri was telling Eileen that the boys would clear the table and she could get ready for them.
"She's nervous - your mother is," Henri told Billy after they were alone, the slight French accent remaining in his voice despite having lived half his life here. "I know you are too and although I may not look it, I too am a bit jittery. More excited than anything else."
"Me - I'm just scared," Billy admitted, getting a pat on the shoulder and a laugh from his Mom's boyfriend.
"I envy you Billy," Henri said as they scraped the plates. "You see, I would have loved to have the kind of relationship with my mother that you do. I think many if not most boys would like to just once make love to their mothers, or have at least have fantasized about it."
"Mom said that you and your grandmother...
"Ah yes, the dear woman taught me everything I would need to know," Henri confided. "I had graduated from middle school and she beckoned me into her house, telling me that she didn't have money to get me a present but did have something for me. That, my dear Billy, was an understatement."
"Are you going to marry Mom?"
"It's possible," Henri admitted. "We've discussed it but I think in the beginning she was afraid that you wouldn't take it well."
"I was just jealous. I think I'm over than now, and like I told Mom, in a couple years I'll be done with college and I would hate to leave Mom alone because who knows, maybe I'll find a girl I love as much as Mom."
"That's a good way to think."
"I don't think so though," Billy added wistfully. "Mom is special."
"That she is, and so are you," Henri said after they turned on the dishwasher and prepared to go down the hall. "Now I don't know how you feel about being with another man, but regardless there might be times when we touch each other, either accidentally or on purpose."
"Mom told me. I don't really - I mean me and a friend - you know?" Billy said while making a masturbating gesture. "Outside of that, it's just been Mom."
"Well if you feel like you want to touch me I'm fine with that," Henri said. "I greatly prefer a woman's touch also but I am open-minded. I think it would be better for your Mom if we didn't treat each other like we were radioactive though."
