My sister's nephews.
Okay yes that is the same as saying my son's but honestly it sounds really wrong to say that I let my two sons fuck me senseless whenever they want. Now saying my sister's nephews use me as a free use fuck toy....that sounds much better don't you agree?
It's all my sister's fault anyways. We were out having drinks and maybe I had a few too many margaritas.
"I'm just saying, if I had two hot young men living in my basement full time I wouldn't need no pocket rocket ever again." My sister said in a slurring, too loud tone.
"Kayla! Not so loud." I chastised her in an even more slurred speech.
"It's true! You have no idea how lucky you are." Kayla said.
"They're my sons." I pointed out.
"So what. Don't you watch any porn? That's all it is now. Although they have to call it step family for legal reasons but it's incest everyone knows it. It's just sex. Who cares?" Kayla said as she swung her glass around.
I turned 50 shades of red. I'll admit that I have watched, primarily, stepmom stepson porn. So yes on a drunken desperate night I have fantasized about my own sons.
"I couldn't possibly. Besides I could never be with such lazy layabouts. All they do is lay around the basement playing video games and watching their Japanese cartoons. Only one of them even has a job and it's just a minimum wage dead end thing." I complained.
"All the more reason. It's a failure to launch. They just need some tender loving care, some motivation. Make them earn it sis!" Kayla said.
I hated how much she was making sense. I was still uncomfortable talking like this so I quickly changed the subject and we called it a night eventually.
That was several weeks ago and honestly I have thought about it all the time. You see, my youngest, James, wasn't a bad kid. Just a little directionless and easily swayed by his older brother, Luke. Now Luke is, sad to say about my own son, kind of a douchebag. He is lazy and talks the big talk. He likes to brag that he's gone all the way with every girl he sets his sights on. But I doubt if he's even had sex at all. James I assume has since he was the only one that had a long term girlfriend in high school.
One night though. Luke was working the night shift. And I was up in my room trying to....take care of business but was entirely unable. Mostly due to the loud annoying music emanating from the basement.
Now when I...take care of business...I like to doll myself. Something left over from my failed marriage. So kind of forgot when I angrily marched myself down to my son's lair that I was panty-less in a sheer pink flowing teddy.
When I stomped down the stairs and found the jukebox I jabbed at it angrily and then swung around to a jaw dropped half naked James sitting on the couch. His pants were around his ankles and he had one hand grasping a huge hard cock.
The moment I saw what I saw I froze myself. I gulped and then became aware of the sound of moaning coming from the TV. I turned to look at it and saw he was watching porn.
"Ooh yes harder!" The woman moaned, "fuck your mother!"
My jaw dropped as I realized that not only was he watching porn but he was watching incest porn. It was then that I realized what I was wearing. My arms wrapped around myself for a second trying to cover myself but realized it was useless and decided not to show weakness.
"Alright young man you listen here." I barked, putting my hands on my wide hips. "Things around here are going to change. For starters no more just sitting around the house watching porn. It's time you grew up."
James was still holding his rock hard cock.
I knelt down and positioned myself between his legs. Slapping his hands away I took hold of his impressively large cock. My heart was pounding so hard but I needed to stay firm. I started to stroke his cock, my son's cock.
"First, no more porn. Second, you are going to get a job." I ordered.
"But..." Luke began but I squeezed his cock really hard.
"Shh, Mommy's not finished. For every job application you put in, I will suck your cock." I paused and gave his cock a wet kiss to tease him.
