Steve Mason trudged slowly home. Snow fell silently as he walked. Steve was an eighteen year old wrestler and had been at his high school waiting to leave for a meet with another school. Although his record was very good, his team wasn't.
The snow was worse to the west, which was where their meet had been cancelled due to the weather. He had called home for a ride, but didn't get anyone. He wasn't surprised as he knew his parents drank heavily when he was gone.
Walking home let him decompress. He'd been all ready to go. Instead, he found himself walking back home for another boring evening.
The family car was covered in snow as he approached his house. Only a few lights were on, which he thought was odd. He made his way to the front door, fumbled for his key and finally got the door opened.
His eyes adjusted to the dim light in the hallway, he dumped his bag on the floor and looked into the living room. His dad lay sprawled on the couch. Steve was surprised to see him naked there. An empty vodka bottle was on the floor, and another partial bottle was between his arm and his chest. He was snoring deeply.
Steve walked over to him and pulled the bottle from him. His father grunted, but otherwise didn't respond.
"Dad!", Steve called loudly but received no response. "Jeez", he thought, "he's really out of it."
He looked at his father sprawled on the couch. They weren't really close. Steve had always been interested in sports, unlike his father. He and his mom had always had more in common. She was often the one to take him to sporting activities, while his dad was more into his business career.
With a smirk Steve looked at his dad. "Wow, he sure has a small cock!", he thought, "I didn't get my size from his side of the family."
Steve turned and left the room, but took the partial bottle with him. He turned and went up the stairs towards his own room. He set the bottle down and got out of his hooded sweatshirt and sweatpants. He stood naked except for his jockstrap and admired his muscled body in the mirror. "Pretty buff!", he mused. Then he pulled on a pair of gym shorts and t-shirt. He'd see if his mom were awake enough to let her know he was home.
He padded softly down the carpeted hall to his parents' bedroom. He knocked quietly on the door and listened for a response. He heard his mom moan and a quiet buzzing sound, but no response. He knocked again, and then opened the door.
"Mom, I....",he said suddenly stopping. There were several lights on low and he looked across the room. The bed was opened but empty. He looked around the room and was surprised to see a figure bent over. He looked more carefully and realized that the figure was his mom! To say he was stunned was an understatement.
As he fought for a handle on the situation, he realized several things almost simultaneously. His mom was naked. She was secured to something that looked like a sawhorse. She had some kind of mask on, which covered her eyes and the top half of her head. The buzzing was coming from her pussy and the crack of her ass which was covered by a strap of leather.
There was also a strong smell of vodka in the room. As he looked about, there were several open bottles near the bed and sawhorse.
He was breathing hard and his mouth was suddenly dry. He walked over to where his mom was. Suddenly, he recognized the sawhorse thing. It was usually in the basement in a disassembled state. He had once asked about it and was told it was for making saddles. The top was broad, but more slender in the middle and covered with leather. There were several eyebolts in the legs and now straps led from them to his mom's arms and legs. She was on her stomach on the cross piece.
As Steve looked at his mom, he was surprised in his evaluation. He'd always though of his mom as beautiful, but he'd never imagined seeing her in such a revealing state. Her secured legs looked great and her ass was amazing!
It suddenly occurred to Steve that he didn't know what to do. It was so hard for him to look away. He slowly backed from the room and found himself standing in the hall. It was obvious that both his parents were unconscious from the vodka they had drunk. He made his way downstairs and checked his dad again. He shook him firmly but got no response. "Yep",he thought, "he's completely out."
Steve made his way back upstairs, careful to shut the door at the bottom of the stairs. He was unsure of what he was going to do, but he did know that if he had any ideas of progressing further, he didn't want to be surprised by his dad. He walked back to his room. Steve slid his hand into his shorts and stroked his cock. He could feel his cock getting thicker and hardening. He reached over and took a short drink from the opened bottle he had brought from downstairs.
"Fuck my mom?", he asked himself. Steve knew what incest was. Once of his friends told him that once that he'd been sucked off by his sister, but he never knew if that was the truth or just boasting. He had never thought of it as other than a fantasy with a sister who didn't exist for himself. Suddenly, he spotted his digital camera. He'd received it as a present for his last birthday. He checked that camera, but it was dead. Fortunately, he had a battery on the charger. He slipped it into the camera and flipped the switch. It came alive in his hands.
492, it read. That meant he had space for 492 pictures, or about 15 minutes of video. He slid his shorts off. His cock was now erect and sticking out of his jock. He looked at himself in the mirror, and on impulse took a photo of himself. His t-shirt hid his cock, but it was tented out. He liked how it looked and took another one. This time he pulled his t-shirt up and used the mirror again, zooming the camera in on his cock and jock. He looked at the picture and could see his clear pre-cum oozing from his hard 8 inch cock.
He walked back down the hall to his parents' bedroom. His mom was exactly as he had left her. He shook her and called her loudly again, but got no response, just low moans that must have been caused by the vibrator buzzing away in her pussy. Steve let his left hand stroke his mom's exposed ass. It was soft and warm. He looked at her ass through the display on the back of his camera. The light was a little too dim for the camera, so he walked to the bedroom door and flipped on the light switch.
He waited to see if the overhead light had any effect on his mom. Everything stayed just the same, so he walked by to the sawhorse and knelt down to the level of her ass. Looking through the LCD he saw a beautiful vision of her ass and pussy covered by the strap. He pressed the shutter to take a picture then checked his mom to see if she had any awareness. His mom's face was unchanged, what he could see of it that the mask didn't cover. Her mouth was open slightly and she continued her steady moaning. Her heavy breasts were splayed out to either side of her chest.