Jake and Peter were playing video games at Jake's house. Apparently they were being too loud because Kim, Jake's mom, kept shouting at them to quiet down. Which they did, for a while, but soon got carried away and got loud again. Both men lived at home, were in their mid twenties and couldn't seem to hold a job.
Finally, Kim had enough and barged into Jake's room without even knocking.
"Look you two. I've had a headache all day and I'm going to lay down for a nap and hope it goes away, but I need peace and quiet from you two. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Peter mumbled.
"Jake do you hear me? No video games for two hours!"
"Two hours! What are we going to do quietly for two hours?" Jake asked his mom.
"I don't care what you do as long as it's done quietly," she answered.
"Okay. Fine," Jake pouted.
"Oh, and I need you to wake me up at four sharp so I can get dinner started."
The boys were trying to decide what movie to watch, but Kim wanted to make sure Jake heard her about waking her up.
"Jake?" No response.
"Peter?" No response.
"Boy's!" Kim shouted
"What?" Jake shouted back.
"Wake me up at four sharp. No later. Got it!?"
"Yeah, four sharp."
Kim sighed and left the room.
Peter watched Kim walk away. Jake's mom was kind of a bitch, and kind of fat, but she cooked great food and Peter didn't think she ever wore a bra, because her big boobs swung like a pendulum and her nipples were usually hard. And once he got a good view down her shirt when she bent over to pick up something she dropped, but she caught him looking at her and he got embarrassed and turned red.
Peter had never been with a girl yet and he was sure Jake hasn't either, although he claimed he did, Peter figured he was just saying he did. Both boys were shy and normally quiet, except when they were together. Then they felt comfortable and relaxed enough to be themselves. Peter was a bit overweight himself, while Jake was talk and skinny. Jake said they balanced each other out.
The boys watched The Transporter as quietly as they could. Then at four, Jake told Peter to go and wake up his mom.
"Alone?" A nervous Peter asked.
"Trust me. It won't take both of us."
Peter walked into Kim's bedroom and shook her a few times, while calling her name.
Kim didn't move.
Peter watched her chest rising and falling with each breath. When he was shaking her, her big boobs moved, the nipples pushing against her shirt. Peter couldn't help himself. He reached out and touched one nipple, then the other one. He wanted to see them, but he had to make sure Jake wasn't coming to check on him.
He walked to the door and yelled, "Jake it's not working."