In this world you are either born a man or you are born a tool. My mother gave birth to twins, one boy, and one me. Danny, my brother, and I grew up together like any normal siblings would, and when we reached 18, we both accepted our roles in the house. I, like my mother, would be a tool of the house, and my brother, like my father, would continue to live his life. Go to school, get a job, a house, start his own family.
My birthday was on a Thursday, my mother woke me, and showed me what to do. I went downstairs and sat naked on the floor in the kitchen. She prepared breakfast, and was serving it just as Danny and Daddy came downstairs.
"Happy birthday." My mother said sweetly to my brother, serving him his special birthday pancakes. He smiled and watched as she lit the candle. This was the first year we didn't blow them out together.
"You're a man now." Daddy said, clapping Danny on the shoulder. "So, you should start your meal as men do." He sat down to his own meal, and as they began to eat, my mother and I crawled under the table. I watched what she did, slowly unzipping my father's pants and reaching in, pulling his cock out, cradling it like a small bird. Gently she put it into her mouth and began sucking, bobbing, slurping. Her hands stayed in his pants, fondling his balls. I mirrored her, fishing out, cradling, slurping, bobbing, fondling to Danny. His hand moved to the back of my head, and he grunted, pushing my mouth down further. I gagged around him, and I guess he liked that because he began to cum in my throat. I swallowed until he was done and then licked his cock clean before returning it to his pants and doing them back up. My mother and I stayed under the table.
"How was your first time?" Daddy asked.
"Amazing." Danny sighed.
"You should have Linda next time, she's an expert." Daddy commended. Mom smiled, appreciating the praise. "When we have friends over, they always ask for her." Danny was silent. Then they went to school and work, respectively. Mom and I ate breakfast in silence, and then began tidying and doing menial housework. In the time when Danny and Daddy were at work, I found new respect for our mother. She did so much that I never realized or appreciated.
Danny came home for lunch. We live close enough, and found me and mom in the basement doing laundry.
