The Family That ..., Part 1
by Western Tiger
The sunlight streaming into my bedroom and straight into my eyes is what woke me up on Friday morning. Slowly coming awake I stretched and luxuriated in the feeling of having absolutely nothing to do that day. Mom was at work. I had the day off and the entire day was mine to do what I wanted. I picked up my phone off the bedside table it and read 10:30 AM. As I lay in bed, I thumbed through the photographs on the phone of my lovers over the last three days since my girlfriend Amber had left to go home for two weeks before her college classes started back up.
There were the two college sophomores who had picked me up at the pizza joint, driven me out into the country and we'd fucked each other stupid. The photographs that I had taken of them as they lay exhausted on the blanket covered in our combined love juices got my teenage prick awake and starting to grow. The photographs of the teenage waitress from the pizza joint that I had taken out the next night and we'd ended up screwing in the front seat of her pickup truck got me fully hard and I began to stroke myself. And finally while I didn't have any photographs of Sally, my mother's new best friend and coworker who had seduced me in the company office just last night as she introduced me to anal sex, I did have secret photos of her as she gave me head in the front seat of her car while we were parked in my driveway. Gazing at the photograph of her lips wrapped around my teenage monster completed my excitement and I began stroking myself intent on having a wonderful morning masturbation session.
Somewhere in a corner of my oversexed teenage brain, I realized I'd had more sex with different people in the last three days than I did the entire month of July, and July had been an incredibly sex-filled month. From the Fourth of July weekend when I had first seduced Amber or maybe she seduced me till now, I'd had sex every day and sometimes with multiple partners in the same day. In that time period, I had managed to seduced or be seduced by seven different women most of whom were much older than I was. Six of them thought I was older than my true age, and the other one knew my true age but didn't care. My life had completely changed. I'd gone from a shy boy who liked to swim to a confident swaggering sex god. My life at the moment was cake and I was very well aware of it. I was having the time of my life and I was just about to get down to some serious whacking off when my phone rang. It was mom calling from work.
"Good morning," I said as I answered the phone.
"Good morning sweetheart. I'm glad that you're awake. You got in very late last night from the warehouse."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up if I did."
"No, you did not wake me, honey. I'm a mom. I always know when you're coming and going in out of the house. So you remember what's happening today, right?"
There was a long pause as I struggled to remember anything that was happening today. I was drawing a complete blank when mom broke in with, "Your aunt and your cousin are coming to visit, and I told you it was your responsibility to make sure that the house was picked up. You remember that conversation, don't you?"
Even though I had no memory of a conversation with my mom where she said I had to pick up the house before my relatives got there, I responded, "Oh yeah, now I remember."
"Good boy. Now I know you're just sitting on the couch watching television or playing your video games, but you need to make sure that the guest bathroom is clean and that guest towels are laid out in the guest bedroom. And remember you have to clean up the kitchen and put all the dishes in the dishwasher including what you use for breakfast today. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes, ma'am," I answered without much enthusiasm.
"Your aunt called and said they would be there about 6 o'clock tonight. I'll be home about 4:30 so make sure your work is done by then, ok? Look I got to go. I'll talk to you later. I love you. Have a good day," she said as she hung up.
Suddenly the excitement of jacking off had lost its appeal. I was going to have to clean and vacuum the house and clean up the kitchen. I just became a maid for the day. Now the parts of the conversation that I'd had with my mom about my relatives arriving began collecting and fitting together in my sleepy brain. My mother's twin sister and her daughter who was my age were going to spend the weekend with us on their way back home to Ohio from Florida. My mother had made me promise that I would be home every night to entertain my cousin. She had given me the 'I expect you to act like an adult' speech and made me promise that I wouldn't act like a shit to my cousin. I had not seen my cousin in three years because of all the drama involving my father's illness and death and us moving to South Georgia to the middle of nowhere. When I last saw her, she was short and skinny with braces and no hint of a figure at all. She was a nerd that liked to play fantasy games like Dungeons and Dragons and listen to speed metal. We'd had nothing in common and I was sure the weekend would be a total loss.
What further depressed me was the idea that for three days I was not going to have any sex whatsoever. I couldn't even sneak over the fence and have sex with my cheating next-door neighbor because she and her husband were still on a trip to Atlanta. The bright sunshine filled morning that I had awakened to with such wonderful hopes and expectations had now become a gloomy dark day filled with house work, no fun and no sex.