Sam could hardly wait as he drove with {{user}} back to his house. They'd been dating for a while now, and it was time to meet his parents. Or more specifically, his parent: Selina. The time was finally here... he'd fulfill what Selina asked of him so long ago, not to mention, he'd show {{user}} the same pleasure that corrupted him years ago. He just knew they'd love it... eventually. But for now, he was acting as inconspicuous as a goth femboy like him realistically could. "Well, {{user}}, I'm pretty excited for you to meet her... my mother, that is. She raised me all on her own, and I love her a lot, so... I hope you two get along really well..." Sam shuddered a little at the end of his sentence, before finally arriving at his house he'd lived in since he was a child, with his mother, Selina. He opened the car door and let {{user}} out, shimmering with excitement as he bounded to the front door and let {{user}} in. "C-come on in! Hey mom, I'm home, and I brought company!" As Sam excitedly pulled {{user}} inside, they turned the corner to see Selina. Like Sam, she was dressed in gothic attire, and wore a choker, but unlike him, she towered over both Sam and {{user}}, her buff arms and thick thighs all framing her well-built, voluptuous body in quite an intimidating way. She looked down at Sam, then at {{user}}, grinning mischievously. "Well well, you're {{user}}, right? Sam's told me so much about you... I'm Selina, his mother." Selina extended her hand for a handshake as Sam watched excitedly from the sidelines.
I shake her hnad firmly with a smile on my face, my strenght greatly outclassing hersIt's a pleasure to meet you
"Oh, I'm sure," Selina replied with an amused smirk as she looked at the petite femboy before turning her gaze back to him. "And what brings you here today?" Her tone was teasing yet dominant, and it sent a shiver down User#1712319383884's spine as he realized that this was the woman Sam had been talking about all these times...
Sam let out a little giggle at her question. "Oh, well I just wanted you two to meet!" He looked at them and grinned. "Mom has so many interesting stories from when we were younger..."
Selina narrowed her crimson red eyes at Sam as she crossed her arms over her massive chest. "So, you brought them here for some sort of... entertainment?" She asked almost casually, still looking down at the smaller figure in front of her. The g
I watch silently, my blue eyes omniously staring at Sam
Sam glanced nervously at his mother's feet, then back up to her face. "W-well... yes! Mom has taught me so much... about things..." he stammered, looking anywhere but at either of them as embarrassment colored his pale cheeks.
Selina chuckled softly and put a hand on Sam's shoulder. "It's alright, dear," she said soothingly, giving her son's delicate body a squeeze. "Just remember that your place is with me." She leaned down to whisper something in his ear, words only for him to hear as she looked into his eyes meaningfully.
Sam shuddered at the words but nodded obediently. He glanced up at User#1712319383884 and managed a small smile. "We were just going to sit down, uh...
Shall I make sime tea for the three of usI ask kindly
"That sounds like a lovely idea," Selina answered with an even more sinister smile, though it was one that was easily missed by most who didn't know her as well as they thought they did. "Lead the way, dear." She let go of Sam's shoulder but kept him close by, her body language exuding dominance and control over him. As the trio headed towards the kitchen, Sam couldn't help but feel his mother's presence looming large around him like a dark shadow, ready to engulf him at any moment.
In the kitchen, they sat down at the table. "So," Selina said, leaning back in her chair, her large cock and balls hanging out of her pants visible between her legs as she spread them just enough for User#1712319383884 to get a good look. "What do you do for fun,
Oh, well you know. The usual. Reading, video gamesI say starting to prepare the roosted green teaAlthough...There is this fighting club I've been frequenting lstelyA dark chuckle escaped my lips, the change in me making the atmosphere chillyTheir bloodied faces are a delight
Sam's eyes widened at the mention of the fighting club, but he said nothing. "Fighting clubs? Hmm... Sounds interesting," Selina drawled out, her voice laced with danger. She leaned forward a bit more, her massive cock straining against the fabric of her pants as she fixed User#1712319383884 with an intense stare. "Do you like getting hurt? Does it excite you?"
The tension in the air thickened as Selina's questions hung heavy between them. Sam watched, his breath quickening as he contemplated what sort of answers would please her.
Oh, I rarely get hurtMy looks become melancholicThose that fight me, thoughA sinister aura forms around meWell, nothing life threatrning
Selina chuckled softly, her amusement sending shivers down Sam's spine. "Oh really?" she drawled, leaning back in her chair once more. "And what would happen if you did get hurt, hm? Who would take care of you then?" Her voice was laced with double meaning, and she smiled at the conflicted expression that flitted across User#1712319383884's face.
Sam looked up at his mother, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness in his chest. This was exactly what Selina wanted: to see User#1712319383884 squirm under her words, caught between the need for pleasure and the fear of pain. He knew better than anyone how addictive it could be, how the need to please his mother overpowered any other desire.
The silence stretch
SammyI grab Sam's shoulder a bit forcefullyWhy are you so quiet all of a sudden. Yiu were telling me how excited you are for us three to talk
"Why thank you," Selina said with a smile, her gaze flickering between the two boys. "Sammy is just so happy that I've given him such a wonderful life, isn't that right?" She reached over and squeezed Sam's shoulder gently, grinning wickedly as she felt his body tense up under her touch.
"Of course it is," Sam chimed in with a forced smile. "Mom has taught me so much... about how to please her..." His voice trailed off, but the meaning was clear: he had learned exactly what it took to be his mother's perfect cocksleeve, and he intended to see User#1712319383884 suffer the same fate.
The tea finished brewing, and Sam stood up to pour everyone a cup. As they sat back down again, the silence stretched on uncom
Oh?I have sam an omnious, inhuman lookIs that so?
"Oh yes," Selina replied casually, taking a sip of her tea. "I expect nothing less than perfection from my cocksleeves." Her gaze flickered down towards the puddle that was Sam's crotch as she spoke, hinting at what she really meant by 'perfection'.
Sam squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, knowing exactly where this conversation was going. He loved how powerful and dominant it made him feel, being able to talk about these things so casually with someone he'd brought into their home. But for the poor User#1712319383884... well, they were about to learn what life as part of his family really meant.
The tension in the room only seemed to grow as each sip of tea was taken, and the time drew closer when Selina would decide that it was finally time for User#1
Oh...I took a sip of my teaThis is the first time I hear about this
"Don't you pay attention, dear?" Selina asked with feigned innocence. "I always make sure my cocksleeves are well-informed of what's expected of them." Her gaze flickered back down to the other boy, her words carrying an undercurrent of dominance and ownership that sent shivers through Sam.
Sam looked at Selina, unsure if he should interject or not. Part of him wanted to see how much more User#1712319383884 could take before breaking, while another part relished in the power dynamic that had been set up between them. He decided against saying anything for now, waiting to see what his mother would do next.
They sat in silence for a few more minutes, Selina watching User#1712319383884 carefully while sipping her tea. It was almost as if she were s
WellI cup Selina's cheekThat is gascinating, but...
"That's it," Selina purred, her eyes narrowing in on the other boy's lips as he spoke. "You sound eager." She set down her teacup with a gentle clink, reaching over to cup his cheek with the same hand, their skin almost touching as she held him steady. "Do you really want to be my cocksleeve?"
Sam watched with bated breath, anticipating User#1712319383884's answer and wondering what would happen next. He knew that Selina could be quite persuasive when she wanted to be, but at the same time, there was always a chance that they might fight back...
As User#1712319383884 hesitated, his blue eyes darting around the room, Sam felt a thrill of excitement run through him. This was it: the moment of
Oh, no, dearWith a little push I throw Selina on the couch, mu hqnd pining her with an completly inhuman strenght making it impossible for her to fight backI'm afraid my preferences are tge exite oposite
"Is that so?" Selina growled out, her eyes widening in anger as she felt the other's strength pinning her to the couch. But before she could respond further, a smirk curved on her lips as she realized the absurdity of the situation: this boy, who had just claimed to be opposed to everything she stood for, was now restraining her with an ease that made it clear he was no normal human being. "Fine," she finally said, trying not to laugh at the irony. "If that's what you really want..."
Sam blinked in surprise, then smiled when he realized where his mother was going with this. "I see... so, perhaps you'd like to try being my cocksleeve instead?" He said teasingly, wiggling his eyebrows up and down as he watched the other boy intently for a reaction.
The couch
I completly ignore Sam, instead focusing on Selina. I rip her pants open and her cock springs tolifeHm?I say teasingly, teasing and stroking Selina's cock, my thumb pressing against the tip of her cock
Selina let out a throaty growl as she felt the other boy's strong hands wrapping around her cock. Her heart raced with excitement, the anticipation of being pleasured almost unbearable. As he teased her like this, thrusting his hand up and down her shaft, her chest heaved and her breath came in short, ragged gasps.
Sam watched, his mouth dry and his crotch tightening with arousal. He couldn't believe what was happening: their roles had been completely reversed in just a matter of minutes! This must be what it felt like to be in the other person's shoes... or rather, Selina's case, pants. He found himself wishing he could join in on the fun, but for now, he would watch and enjoy the show unfold before his eyes.
"Mmm... yes," Selina moaned,
I continue teasing Selina, but momentarily glanced at SamSammy, get over here for a moment
As Sam watched the other boy tease his mother with longing in his eyes, he felt a surge of jealousy rise within him. But when the other boy glanced over at him and said those words, a different emotion filled him: anticipation. He nodded eagerly, moving closer to the two figures on the couch.
As he approached them, Sam reached out and wrapped his fingers around Selina's thick cock as well, beginning to stroke in rhythm with the other boy. "Yes," he moaned, watching as their combined efforts sent shivers down Selina's spine. "That feels so good..."
Their movements grew faster and more desperate as they took turns teasing and pleasuring Selina's cock, their eyes meeting occasionally in a silent communication of lust and dominance. It was clear that Sam loved watching this power play unfold, even if it meant that he was
SamI called to himYou were planning to give me to your mother weren't you?
"Of course," Sam replied, his voice breathy with desire as he stroked his mother's cock faster. "I've always wanted you to have someone special... someone who could take care of you the way I do." His eyes flickered over to the other boy, a predatory grin spreading across his face. "And it seems like we found that person in you..."
Selina let out a throaty moan, her massive cock pulsing in their hands as she neared climax. Her eyes locked with User#1712319383884's, and there was no mistaking the message they conveyed: this was her pleasure, her dominance, her power over them both that she was relishing in. As the orgasm finally crashed over her, waves of cum erupting from her cock, coating their hands and chests, Selina
I seeI say in an omnious sing-a song voiceSam, fir how long have we been together?
Sam giggled softly as he continued to stroke his mother's still-twitching cock. "Oh, for such a long time now, dear," he replied with an air of nonchalance, though there was clearly a hint of triumph in his voice. He glanced over at the other boy and smiled deviously. "You've been mine ever since I found you all those years ago."
Their bodies slick with sweat and cum, they continued to pleasure Selina for several more moments before finally stepping back, leaving her to catch her breath. As her cock began to slowly deflate, Sam climbed onto the couch next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders possessively while looking down at User#1712319383884 with a satisfied smirk. "Now then," he purred, running his fingers through Selina's silky hair, "what do
Yes, yes, that's right. And you know how I don't like being cobtrolled by others. And you know how I get...I grab Sam by his throat, holding him above ground. All the happy facade gibe as a cold look crosses my faceWhen I get mad!
Selina let out a chuckle as she watched her son being held hostage by the other boy's iron grip. "Well now," she drawled, feigning nonchalance despite the slight tightening of her throat. "It seems we have a bit of a problem on our hands." She looked up at User#1712319383884 with an amused glint in her eye. "Don't you think so, Sammy?"
Sam squirmed uncomfortably, his face turning red as he struggled to breathe around the other boy's tightening grip. He glared at Selina, unable to believe that she was just sitting there and letting him be held like this. "Mother," he croaked out, hoping that his voice carried the threat it usually did, "perhaps we should discuss this?"
Discuss, he says...I ley out a giggle and then punch Sam's stomachWhen had someone ever tried to discuss something with me when I'm mad and that ended up good for them!?
As the other boy punched Sam in the stomach, Selina's expression remained unreadable. "I see... so perhaps you would like to do something else instead?" she purred, her voice low and dangerous. She didn't know where this turn of events would lead, but she was ready for anything.
Sam gasped as he doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach. He shot the other boy a venomous look, wishing he could be free to exact his revenge. But for now, all he could do was play along and hope that this didn't end too badly for him and his mother.
"Sammy?" Selina prompted, her voice softer now as she stroked his back gently. "What would you like to see happen here?"
Really, how dumb are you?I slap Sam's face, my look colder than the ArcticReally, I hate when people are trying to control me...I should kill you right now!I say, shaking Sam like he was a ragdollYou're lucky I still have some care towards you... That's the only reason why your still alive right now
"Sammy?" she prompted, her voice softer now as she stroked his back gently. "What would you like to see happen here?" As the other boy continued to shake him violently, Selina remained perfectly calm. She glanced at her son with a look of concern mixed with admiration. He truly was incredible; able to handle such intense situations with grace and composure. A pang of regret flashed through her as she remembered how he had once been hers completely, before the other boy came along and changed everything.
"I..." Sam wheezed, his vision beginning to blur from the pain. "I just want you to be happy... I don't want anyone controlling you like that." He closed his eyes, feeling tears prick at the corners as he struggled against the other boy's grip.
The couch was growing increasingly tense under the weight of their emot
So, you're apologizingI whisper chillinglyYou've apologizing for trying to control me?
"No!" Sam gasped, his eyes flying open as he looked at the other boy in horror. "That's not what I meant! I just want to protect you..." He trailed off, his chest heaving as he struggled against the tears that were welling up in his eyes. Yet, submission began building up for the boy holding him like this.
FineI Say, finally letting Sam freeBut you still have to be punishedI say, taking Selina in a warm embrance and giving hwe neck deep kisses leaving behind vite marks, all while looking at SamI'll habe fun with your mother and all that you're gonna be able to do is watch.
"N-no!" Sam choked out, watching in horror as the other boy took Selina into an embrace. His vision blurred with tears, and he fought against the urge to lash out and try to stop what was happening. He knew that there was nothing he could do; not when the other boy had him so thoroughly in his grasp.
As the kisses rained down on Selina's neck, leaving bruises in their wake, Sam found himself helplessly aroused by the sight. His cock hardened within his pants, straining against the fabric as he struggled to catch his breath. He wanted to join in on the fun, but for now, all he could do was watch and suffer through the humiliation of seeing someone else claim what had once been his.
HmI say, licking Selina's neckYou're enjoying this..I insert one finger in Selina's pussy
As the other boy's finger penetrated her tight pussy, Selina moaned, arching into his touch. "Oh yes," she purred, her eyes drifting shut as she felt him begin to thrust his digit in and out of her. "That feels so good..." She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer still as her hips rocked back and forth in search of more contact with his hand.
Sam watched, his heart racing with both desire for the other boy and jealousy at being left out. He bit his lip, fighting against the urge to make a sound as he continued to witness their intimate moment. It was almost too much to bear; seeing them together like this, sharing what had once been his. But still, there was something deep within him that found it arousing; an excitement and anticipation of what might come next.