A Son's Awakening
Disclaimer: Not real people and everyone is 18/18+, also marijuana use
AXEL
I wouldn't have noticed if my best friend Jack hadn't mentioned it. The way my mom's ass looked in the jeans she was wearing at the game today, or the way she looked in the halter top she was wearing. I needed to focus on playing defense, not on my mom's figure.
"Jack, shut up, that's my fucking mom." I said and shoved him in the shoulder on the bench.
"Yeah man and if she wasn't you'd tap that and you know it." He said with a grin and I blanched.
"No man, the fact remains that's my mom. I wouldn't 'tap that' okay?" I said and he still laughed as we hit the football field.
Mom was waiting for me outside the locker room when the game ended, she hugged me squealing in joy.
"Good game Ax! You guys did an amazing job!" She exclaimed as she pressed her smaller body to my six five frame. I smiled as I hugged her, we were super close thanks to my dad abandoning her when I was a baby.
"Couldn't have done it without you cheering us on." I said and she blushed happily. It looked good on her with her auburn hair and dark green eyes. My hair was a fiery red and my eyes were a piercing green, but we looked related whenever we stood side by side.
"Let's go get you fed, can't let my big bad football player go hungry." She said with a laugh as I packed into her car with my gear. She grinned broadly at me as she drove me to McDonald's and ordered everything I asked for. As I scarfed down my food mom praised me for the job I did out on the field.
"You still impress me every day, Ax. You're so dedicated. The fact you got that scholarship to the local university team is so amazing all by itself." She said and I blushed. She was always bragging on me and how I played.
"Thanks mom, you know that outfit looks really good on you today." I said and she smiled shyly, but turned to look at me appreciatively.
"Thanks baby, I was hoping it would help you spot me in the crowd." She said and as we pulled up to our little ranch style house. It wasn't much, and once I made big football money I planned on buying her a nice place, but it was home. We walked in and I tossed my food trash away before hauling my gear to my room and then heading for a shower. The showers at the stadium were shit at best and having a billion other guys stare at my cock wasn't my favorite. As I was walking into the bathroom mom stopped me.
"Hey sweetie, I'm afraid we're gonna have to call a plumber. My toilet isn't flushing." She said and I frowned.
"Well just use this one for now and I'll look at it after my shower." I said and she nodded and went back to the kitchen to put the finishing touches on the roast she planned for dinner. I went in and shut the door without bothering to lock it. I stripped and started the shower looking over my physique. I wondered if my mom noticed how good looking I was. Maybe she did, maybe she admired me as much as I noticed her. I shook my head, the thoughts only making my cock harden. I hopped in the shower and started cleaning off the sweat and grime from the game.
AMBER
I couldn't hold it anymore. I had to pee so badly and I was sure that Axel wouldn't be able to see me through the steam on the shower curtain. I quietly opened the door to the bathroom and crept in trying to avoid looking at my naked son as I sat down to pee. As I relieved myself to my absolute horror the shower stopped and Axel reached out and grabbed his towel.
"D-dont get out yet!" I cried and he froze behind the frosted curtain, the blurry outline of his naked body almost giving away his delicious planes of muscle.
"Mom! What the hell?" He cried and ripped the curtain open. I gasped as he caught me as I stood to pull my pants up, my bare pussy exposed to him and he barely got covered with a towel. I saw a flash of his massive cock before he got covered and I rushed to pull my pants up. We stood staring at each other for a moment, me at the growing tent in his towel and him at my exposed belly and down to where my jeans hugged tight to my crotch.
"Let's not talk about this." I said and rushed out of the bathroom. I heard him call after me but I just went to my room unable to come to terms with the fact that not only was I still lusting after my son, but now it was worse. After seeing his massive cock all I wanted was it inside me, I was already wet just thinking of how it would feel. I shook the thoughts from my head and tried to fight the rising anxiety the conflict was creating.
"I can't be sexually attracted to him. He'll hate me." I sobbed and buried my face in my hands as I leaned against my bedroom door. A sudden knock made me jump and I heard Axel outside my door.
"Mom, I'm gonna try and fix the toilet, if you'll let me in." He said gently. When I opened the door he was standing there in a pair of tight gray sweatpants with no shirt and a handful of zip ties. His brows furrowed at the tears in my eyes.
"Hey, momma, why are you crying?" He asked, reaching out unconsciously and stroking my cheek with his large hands. I leaned into his comfort, like always, and gave another little sob as I looked up at him with watery eyes.
"Please don't hate me for walking in on you, I had to go so badly." I whimpered and his eyes went wide in surprise. Then he smiled gently and pulled me against his chest in a hug. I let my fingertips glide over the muscles of his chest before I wrapped my arms around his neck returning the hug.
"I could never hate you, momma, you're my everything." Axel said and kissed my forehead before he let me go and went into the bathroom to fix the toilet. Soon I heard it flushing like it had never broken.
"That's just a temporary fix. I'll go to the hardware store tomorrow for a new chain and lever." He said with an easy grin and I finally smiled. He wasn't mad at me and he had fixed my bathroom too.
"I think I'll have a bath to relax. Can you come knock if the roast needs me while I'm in there?" I asked and he smiled.