"A magic remote?"
"Yeah, dude!" exclaimed Aaron, my oldest and best friend. Having grown up together, we were closer than most friends got. As such, our conversations tended to be a bit more personal. "You just point it at somebody and you can make them do anything. I saw it on a YouTube video."
I leaned back in my computer chair and rubbed my temples. Aaron could be dumb sometimes, but believing in a magic remote that could control women? That seemed beyond stupid. "You know those things are fake right?"
"No, this was real, Henry, I'm telling you. You could see it in her eyes. One second she hated the dude, and the next thing you know she was sucking his dick."
I raised an eyebrow. "And you saw this on YouTube?"
Even through his crappy webcam I could see him blushing. "Well, not exactly on YouTube. But I'm telling you, dude, it was awesome! I'll send you the link." A link to some porn website I'd never heard of popped into the chat.
"That's not YouTube. Unless they've changed their name to DirtySluts."
Aaron waved his hand dismissively. "If it's a video, I'm gonna call it a YouTube video. That's the culture, man."
Ever since middle school, Aaron and I had become inseparable. The two of us were losers who spent all day watching anime and jerking off, and we liked it. The good life, even if society didn't see it like that. While I attended community college, Aaron had started working at his uncle's book store. This was our first time apart.
He used to come over to my house and spend every weekend with me. Since starting work and college, neither of us had time to even hangout. Before that we had made plans to get an apartment together, but that fell through once we saw the price of rent. So, I was still living at my mother's house, a fact he loved to remind me of even though he didn't have his own place either.
Our relationship was close enough that I almost opened the link to see what it was. As I hovered my mouse over it, my mom opened the door with a lunch tray she made. I quickly closed the chat and turned, smiling like I hadn't been caught doing something wrong.
My mom was way too nervous about everything. Finding out I watched porn would have given her a heart attack. Her nerves made it hard to spend any time with her, but I still loved her. I especially loved the fact she made me lunch, and let me live in her house.
"Hi, Mrs. Green," said Aaron through the computer speakers, a huge grin on his face.
Aaron had always had a small crush on my mom, and honestly, I couldn't blame him. My mother was quite the looker. She had dark brown hair that came down past her shoulders. Big brown eyes always playfully taking everything in. Even though she was reaching past 40, she had a curvy body with a fantastic ass and breasts. At home she always dressed light, so I got to see a lot of her body.
Even though she was hot, Mom didn't have much luck with guys. She didn't think she was very good looking, and so she acted like she wasn't. The only guy she had been able to get with had been my dad. He died when I turned twelve. Since then, it was just me and her.
Surprisingly, Mom never got nervous around Aaron. Neither of us knew why.
Mom smiled and brushed her bangs out of her eyes, placing the tray onto the computer table. "Hi, Aaron. How's your mother doing?"
He shrugged. "Still looking for work."
I looked down at the tray, my mouth starting to water. Mom had made me a BLT with the bread lightly toasted, with chips and a coke to wash it down. One of the benefits of living at home was free meals that you didn't have to make. Of course, not everyone had a mom who liked to cook. My mom was one of the good ones.
"Thanks, Mom," I said, taking a large bite of the BLT. Mom liked to spread mayo on all the sandwiches she made, and this was no different. Some of the excess started to drip out and slide down my chin.
Quickly, Mom licked her thumb and cleaned off the mayo. I squirmed out of the way to pretend like I hated it, but it didn't really bother me. Aaron laughed as he watched the antics through his screen. "Aw, little Henry made a mess? Does he need his mommy to help him?"
I shot him a glare, but Mom laughed. "That's why I'm here, to clean up after my perfect little boy," she replied, jokingly squeezing my cheek. I playfully smacked her hand away. "I'll leave you boys to your fun. Make sure you take out the trash later, okay Henry?"
"Yeah, Mom. I got it, thanks for the food."
I watched as she left, closing the door behind her. Already I could hear snickering coming from my speakers. Aaron was barely holding in his laughter, and as soon as I turned to look at him he burst out laughing. In times like this, it was best to let him work it all out. So I endured several minutes of laughter and being compared to a baby.
Aaron finished his laughing fit, wiping a tear from his eyes, and said, "But in all seriousness, dude, you've got a great mom. I wish mine would bring me food."
I shrugged. "If you were nicer to your mother she would do stuff like that for you."
"Nah, your mom's different. Great chief, great person, and great looking? Your dad was one lucky guy. Why haven't you given me her number?"
I frowned. "Aaron, don't even pretend to hit on my Mom."