I am just laying there , my soft cock in my hand trying to get my head around the fact that my Mother just gave me a Blow Job! The first one I ever had in my entire life. Oh, my God!
I don't leave my room after that until finally, my little sister Dody who is twelve calls up to me."Jerome? Dinner Dude!"
How the hell can I face my mother? What will I do when my Dad looks at me? But, I go downstairs and sit down at my place at the table and just stare at the soup in front of me. I am afraid to lift my eyes to look at anyone.
"What's eating you, dork?" Dody never misses at thing. If I gave any thought to what she said I might laugh, but in my mind it's clanging "your mother was eating me!"
Mom comes in from the kitchen and puts her hand on the back of my head. I get an instant hard on.
"Now, you leave your big brother alone. He's got stuff on his mind." With that she sits down at the end of the table.
Dad comes in, rushing from his Home Office. "Hey guys! What's new?"
Man, he should only know! Dody jumps in. "Well, you know our school is done for the year! I told you that Nancy was getting these cool new clothes because they are going to Canada for the summer? Well anyway..."
So thank God, she takes up the slack for about ten minutes. Dad is at one end of the table, Mom at the other. She smiles at me, but regular. I mean like she does every night!
When Dody finally stops, my Dad looks at me. "So Jerome, have your friends confessed to the graffiti on the front of the school?"
"God, no Dad! I mean we are graduating in one week. That would screw them for sure!"
Dad gives me that black look of his. His eyebrows go together and his mouth becomes a tight line. "I know Jerome, but that is pure vandalism and you know who did it, right? And son, I do not appreciate that language -- you have better words."
Dad is such a lawyer. "Dad," I am trying to be reasonable. "We have one week to go. The graffiti is gone. If I rat them out, they do not graduate and for all I know, I might not either." Shit! I'm beginning to tear up again.
Mom puts her hand on mine on the table and my cock jumps. "William, I think that Jerome knows right from wrong." I do? Oh yeah, right! "And maybe if you gave the boys a talking to they would understand. You know them both. They are not bad boys. You wouldn't want to stop them from graduating, would you?"
Dad always melts when Mom talks to him. Now I think I understand why. "Well, all right Lydia, but I would think their own parents would handle them."
"Well," Mom says and smiles at me, "apparently not. You know that David's father and mother are going through a divorce and poor Justin? His mother is married for the third time, right Jerome?" With that she squeezes my hand. I don't know the connection between my hand and my cock except when I'm holding it, but it jumps again.
"Ummm, well, yeah. Kinda. I mean they both have, well, problems at home."
"So," Mom says, "why don't you have them come over tomorrow afternoon and William, you can talk to them."
Dad shakes his head. "Well Lydia, I don't want to ruin their high school career and if you think that will work..."
"Settled then. Jerome you have them come by about four tomorrow. Tell them to stay for dinner."
Dody has been paying little attention to this, but her head pops up. "Wow! I got sleep over at Nancy's tomorrow I'll miss the dork convention!"
"Funny, Dody," I say. And the rest of the evening is so freaking normal I could hurl.
*****
The next day I tell the guys about my Dad and how Mom smoothed things over and would they come over after school. I mean we all have such Senioritis it is sad.
"Wow!" Justin says. "Your Mom is so cool!" Justin is skinny as a rail. His mother matter of fact, is not married for the third time, some guy is just living there and it is not a pleasant situation.
"Yeah," I say. Cool."
David grins. He is stocky and a wise guy. But, he's my bud, so what can I do? "Okay man! Shit! I was afraid your Dad would rat us out. How'd he figure it was us?"
"Duh! I say. "You guys show up at my house all splattered with blue paint? C'mon!"
So after school we all hop on our bikes and ride the fifteen minutes to my house. We go inside through the back door and Mom is in the kitchen. She's wearing a pair of shorts and a bikini top that shows off her boobs really well.
She is at the sink. She turns around when she sees us and gives us that big smile. She is so hot! "Hey guys! I'm glad you could make it. But problem. Dad is hung up at the office. So, you'll just have to hang out here for a while until dinner. Okay?"
They both nod like a couple of bobble head dolls. David can't get his eyes off my Mom's boobs. I mean I can understand why but man, it's my freaking Mom! Mom sees where David's eyes are going and damn! She throws her shoulders back and they stick out even more. I'm thinking of having my face in them and sucking on her nipple and I'm getting a hard on again. And I'm wearing shorts so I can't hide it like I do in my jeans.
"Sit down boys, I want to talk to you before Jerome's Dad gets home, all right?"
They both do a "yes ma'm," but David is still lasered in on my Mom's tits. We sit at the table in the breakfast nook and Mom goes to the refrigerator and hands out cokes all around. She sits down next to David and looks right at him. He finally raises his eyes to hers.
