Beep...beep...beep...
The duvet barely moved.
Beep...beep...beep...
Jason groaned. His hand fumbled out from under the covers and reached for the snooze button. He wished he could just stay in bed, but he had already taken yesterday off. He didn't want to deal with a doctor's note or other formalities that a longer absence from school would require.
He sighed and sat up. He really did not want to face his mom or his sister. Or anybody for that matter. It had been a whirlwind of experiences that tested and probed his boundaries. He could hear both of them talking downstairs. After waiting for a few minutes, he decided that there was no way he was going to be able to avoid them this morning if he wanted to get to school on time.
Jason pulled on a clean T shirt and some gym shorts and opened the door to his bedroom. Picking up his backpack as quietly as possible, he slipped down the stairs and made a beeline to the front door.
"Look who's up!" said Nicky.
"Are you trying to avoid us?" she asked.
Jason mumbled and looked for his keys.
"Don't be like that. Come and get some breakfast. I made you some eggs," said his mom.
Jason got a little more frenzied as he searched for his keys, debating whether to just leave without his keys. He finally gave up and walked over to the breakfast table. He headed to the furthest spot possibly but Nicky nudged back the stool next to her with her foot and said, "Here, sit next to me."
Jason was silent as he prodded his eggs with his fork.
"Jason, I know that you're really confused about last night," said Nicky.
"Neither of us expected things to go where they did," said his mom.
Jason did not look up. He just poked a piece of fruit with his fork and stuffed it in his mouth.
"These things sometimes happen, honey. It doesn't change the fact that we are family and that is the most important thing," said his mom.
"It is perfectly natural to react the way you did. That is how a teenager is supposed to react when someone puts his dick in their mouth," said Nicky.
"Jeez, just let me eat," snapped Jason.
"Even if that mouth is your mom's. Sigh! I know it's weird, believe me. None of this is normal," said his mom.
Jason just kept eating. He didn't want to look up or talk to anyone.
Nicky reached over and touched his arm to comfort him. Jason let his shoulders relax just a little. He knew that they had both just been trying to cheer him up until things got out of hand last night.
"See, much better," said Nicky.
Jason was in fact feeling a little better. It was the first time in days that he had had a meal together with anyone. Nicky put her hand on his knee and squeezed it.
"Just remember that none of this is your fault," she said.
Jason shrugged. It was hard for him to distance himself from the events. Had he committed incest? Jeez! It was 'double' incest with both his mom and his sister. Is it a crime? Do you get double the sentence? One the one hand, his mind was racing with these intense thoughts. At the same time, Nicky's comforting touch as she stroked his thigh kept him from spiraling out of control.
As this tug of war between peace and chaos continued, he started to sense a slightly different reaction. Every time Nicky's hand reached up to the top of his thigh, his dick throbbed ever so slightly. He was getting slightly hard from her hand brushing up close to where his dick was. He was wearing boxers and gym shorts and things were quite loosely packed away.
Nicky was quite oblivious to the reaction she was causing and continued to comfortingly stroke Jason. The turbulent thoughts took a backseat for a second as Jason focused on the more pleasurable sensation that Nicky's hand was causing in him.
Every time Nicky's hand reached the top of his thigh, his dick throbbed a little, causing his shorts to tent ever so slightly. It was not enough for her to notice.
Jason grew quiet as his mom and Nicky continued to talk. At one point, when Nicky's hand reached the top of his thigh and his dick jerked up, her hand paused.
For a second, her hand just stayed where it was. Jason held his breath.
Then, Nicky's hand continued down back to Jason's knee. After a couple of soft swirls around his knee, her hand proceeded up his thigh like before, but Jason could swear that the pace was ever so slightly slower this time.
Jason's heart was pounding now. Her hand reached the top of his thigh and paused. Jason was using all his mental concentration to suppress a jerk. There was only so much he could do. It felt like an eternity, but probably just a second.
Twitch!
There it went, straining the thin fabric of his gym shorts as his dick leaped up in excitement.
Nicky's hand remained at the top of his thigh and did not move. Jason could hear his mom talking, but Nicky was now silent.