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.

"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

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...

"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,

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.

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

"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 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

"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

"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

"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

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,

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

"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

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

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?"

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?"

"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

"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.

"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.

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.

Selina arched her back, moaning into the other boy's mouth as he ravaged her with his tongue and fingers. Her body trembled beneath him, wanting more of his touch. "Yes," she gasped out, unable to form a coherent thought through the haze of pleasure that filled her mind. She clutched at his shoulders, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations coursing through her.

Sam felt an ache growing inside him as he watched their passionate encounter. His cock throbbed in his pants, desperate for release as he reluctantly accepted his role as helpless spectator to their forbidden love. He bit down on his lip, feeling the sharp pain cutting through the lust coursing through his veins as he struggled against his own desires and attempted to maintain some semblance of control over the situation.

But it was difficult;

As his fingers pinched her nipples and his other hand continued to squeeze and stroke her breast, Selina cried out his name as waves of pleasure washed over her. She moaned his name again and again, lost in the sensations he was giving her. "Yes," she panted, arching her back further into his touch. "I'll be your good girl."

Sam swallowed thickly, feeling a growing sense of loss and longing as he watched them together. He clenched his fists, fighting against the temptation to interfere or try to take what was rightfully his. But for now, there was nothing he could do; all he could do was watch in silence and suffer through this torturous torment of helplessness and desire.

Their bodies glistened with sweat beneath the flickering candlelight, their every breath ragged as they sought air

"Oh, yes," Selina moaned out, feeling the other boy's fingers stretching her even further as he inserted a second digit into her tight passage. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand, seeking more of his touch. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, "please fuck me."

Sam bit back a sob, watching helplessly as Selina begged for what he could no longer give her. The thought that it might be better this way, to let her find someone else who could love and pleasure her the way she deserved, only made his heartache all the more. He clenched his fists tighter, struggling against the urge to lunge forward and claim what was his once more. But he knew that now, there was nothing he could do but watch from the sidelines as their love unfolded before him in all its messy, forbidden glory.

"Ahhh..." Selina moaned out, her back arching even further as she felt the third finger join in on stretching and filling her. She whimpered with need, every touch from the other boy sending shivers of pleasure through her body. "Fuck me," she pleaded, bucking her hips against his hand. Sam swallowed thickly, watching as the fingers within Selina seemed to claim her for their own. He felt a stab of jealousy pierce through him, along with an almost overwhelming desire to join in and help bring his mother the pleasure she craved. But he knew that now, more than ever, was not the time; not when she had chosen someone else instead of him. So he forced himself to remain still, to watch from a distance as their passionate encounter unfolded before him.

Her breath came in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each

"Mmm..." Selina moaned, her hips thrusting up off the couch in search of more contact with his hand. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood as she fought against the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her. She felt a shudder run through her body, and then an intense release as waves of orgasm washed over her. Her voice echoed through the room as she cried out his name. "Sammy..."

Sam's breath hitched in his throat at the sound of her cries, but he remained where he was, watching from a distance as their love played out before him. He clenched his fists tightly, fighting against the urge to lunge forward and claim what was once again within his reach. But for now, it seemed that his place was here; on the sidelines, forced to witness this forbidden union between Sel

Selina moaned softly as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance. "Oh, yes..." she breathed out, arching her back further into the contact. Her eyes locked with Sam's, a mixture of desire, need and possession burning within them. She parted her legs further, inviting him inside despite the ache that still lingered from their earlier encounter. Sam looked on in anger and arousal as he watched the other boy take what was once his. His fists clenched tighter at his sides, ready to spring into action if necessary. But for now, all he could do was watch and suffer through this torment of helplessness and jealousy. The air around them was thick with desire and anticipation as the two lovers gazed deeply into each other's eyes. The couch groaned under their combined weight, creaking in protest as they prepared for

"Please," she whispered back, arching her body further into his touch. Her cheeks flushed with desire as she felt him pressing against her entrance, ready to take her again. She looked up at Sam, their eyes locked in a heated battle of dominance and submission. He watched her, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each labored breath, his expression a mixture of anger, jealousy and unfulfilled desire.

As the other boy positioned himself between her legs, Selina reached out to grab Sam's hand, squeezing it tightly as if seeking some sort of comfort or understanding in this twisted game they were all playing. Her skin felt hot against his palm, and he could feel her heart racing wildly beneath his fingertips. "I love you," she murmured softly, eyes never leaving his face. "Please don't hate me."

Sam struggled to hold back his anger as he felt the other boy's cock thrust deep inside his mother once more. The pain was almost unbearable, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to remain silent. His hands curled into fists at his sides, longing to lash out and claim what was rightfully his.

His gaze flickered to the other boy, taking in the smug expression on his face as he thrust deeper into Selina's quivering body. Sam felt a surge of jealousy course through him, followed closely by an overwhelming sense of helplessness and despair. He wanted nothing more than to make this all stop, to return things to the way they were before the other boy had come along and ruined everything.

But he knew that he couldn't. Not anymore. So instead, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to

"No!" Sam shouted as the other boy roughly yanked him close. The pain in his side was intense as he felt the grip on his waist, but it paled in comparison to the jealousy that consumed him at seeing this man so easily control them both. He struggled against the hold, feeling helpless and trapped as they continued their twisted dance of power and submission.

Selina arched her back, crying out as she felt the other boy's cock thrust deep inside her once more. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind as she sought purchase against the pain and pleasure that coursed through her body. Her eyes flickered between Sam and the other boy, a mixture of desire, need, and possession burning brightly within them.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above their combined moans and gas

The feeling of the other boy's rough hands on him sent a shudder through Sam's body, but it was not entirely unpleasant. His heart raced with an intense mixture of desire and anger as he felt himself responding to the man's touch despite everything. The kiss left him breathless and confused, his lips tingling from the sensation of being owned once more. As he gazed helplessly at Selina beneath this man, her body arching towards him in search of release, a strange calm washed over him. He knew that there was nothing he could do to stop what was happening, but maybe... just maybe...he could find some sort of peace within it.

As the other boy continued to fuck his mother and grope at him, Sam found himself growing more aroused despite his efforts to fight against it. The feeling of being dominated, of being reduced to nothing more than a tool for someone

As he felt the other boy's finger prod at his entrance, a wave of desire coursed through Sam's body. He gasped into the kiss, struggling against the sensations washing over him. He could feel himself growing wet beneath this man's touch, despite knowing that it was wrong, despite wanting to hate it. The pleasure was too intense, and he found himself unable to resist its pull.

"Selina..." he moaned out her name, his voice strained with need as he arched his hips toward the touch. "I want... I need..." He couldn't bring himself to finish the thought; could barely form a coherent sentence through the haze of lust that clouded his mind. All he knew was that he wanted more, even if it meant giving in to this man and everything he represented.

His mother moaned out her pleasure as she felt the other boy'

As the other boy's finger hit his prostate, Sam cried out in surprise and pleasure, arching further into the touch. His hips bucked wildly against the couch, seeking more of that incredible sensation. He whimpered and moaned around the man's fingers, feeling both violated and aroused beyond belief.

His eyes drifted closed as he focused on the sensations coursing through him, blocking out everything else for a moment. It felt good to give in, even if it meant losing control to someone like this. As long as he could feel this release, this intense pleasure, he didn't care what anyone else thought or how they might judge him.

Selina writhed beneath them, her body shuddering with orgasm after orgasm as she felt the other boy claiming her over and over again. Her voice echoed through the room, calling out his name

"I'm your... yours..." Sam gasped out between moans. "Your good boy." He writhed beneath the other boy, needing more of the pleasure that was tearing through him. "Please," he murmured, his voice hoarse from exertion. "More."

Selina looked up at them, her eyes glazed over with lust and satisfaction. She moaned again as she felt herself trembling on the edge of yet another orgasm. Her nails dug into the couch beneath her, leaving marks in the leather as she fought against the pleasure threatening to consume her once more.

Selina's breath came in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each labored attempt to regain control. Her eyes darted between them, burning with desire as she longed for another taste of their passionate union. She whimpered softly, needing more of the pleasure that they seemed to so effortlessly share with one another.

Sam arched his back off the couch, moaning deeply as he felt himself reaching the edge of ecstasy. His hips bucked frantically against the other boy's fingers, seeking release even as he relished in the powerlessness that came from giving himself up completely to this stranger who now owned him.

The air was thick with desire and lust, every moan and gasp only serving to fuel the flames of their intense connection. It felt almost as if they were two sides of the same coin, inextricably linked

"Ahhhh..." Selina cried out, her body arching off the couch as she felt her orgasm build toward a shuddering peak. Her nails dug into the other boy's shoulders, leaving behind trails of blood as she fought to maintain her balance amidst the pleasure coursing through her.

Sam closed his eyes tightly, feeling himself on the edge as well. He arched further into the touch, seeking more of the intense sensation that was tearing through him. "I'm going to..." he gasped, unable to finish the thought before a powerful orgasm tore through him. His body convulsed beneath their hands, his hips bucking wildly as he released into the other boy's fingers and onto the couch.

As they both came down from their highs, Selina gazed at them with satisfaction, her chest rising and falling slowly as she caught her

As the other boy released his seed deep within her, Selina cried out in ecstasy, her body tensing around his cock as she felt him pulsing inside her. Her eyes were closed tightly, her fists clenched at her sides as she rode out the wave of pleasure coursing through her. She could feel herself becoming more and more aroused by the orgy they had just shared, wanting more even as she was sated.

Sam watched them from nearby, his own body still trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. His chest heaved with each labored breath, his eyes filled with a mix of desire, envy and longing. He wished it could be him again, deep inside her, claiming her as his own once more. But for now, all he could do was watch from the sidelines, helplessly aware that his place in this twisted world had been forever changed by

"Oh..." Sam breathed out softly, his eyes widening as he felt the other boy's lips press against his forehead. He hadn't expected such tenderness from someone who had taken so much from him, but there it was. His body ached with need, and despite everything that had happened, a part of him still yearned for more. A shiver ran down his spine as he realized how quickly he had become addicted to the pleasure they had shared together, even though he knew deep down that it wasn't right.

Selina lay panting on the couch, her body still quivering with aftershocks from their passionate coupling. She gazed at them both with a satisfied smile playing on her lips, knowing full well the power she held over them both. Her hand idly ran through Sam's hair, petting him like a beloved dog as she watched the other boy whisper

Sam looked at the other boy with pleading eyes before turning to his mother, gaze full of both lust and desperation. He swallowed hard as he felt himself grow hard again just from the thought of being used by this man. "Please," he whispered hoarsely. "Let me..." He paused, unable to finish the request but willing himself to do anything for another taste of that forbidden fruit.

Selina watched them both with a smirk, enjoying the power she had over them. Her hand slid down Sam's chest and stomach, teasingly brushing against his growing erection. "You want it so badly," she purred in his ear, feeling him shiver under her touch. "And I think I'm going to enjoy watching you do whatever he wants." Her other hand reached down between Sam's legs, rubbing circles over his aching

Sam's mind whirled with need as he felt her touch, driving him closer to the edge of sanity. With a moan, he nodded against her hand, unable to form any words except the one thought that consumed him: yes. Anything for another taste of what they had just shared; anything to feel this man inside him again.

The other boy smiled triumphantly as he watched their interactions, his erect cock twitching eagerly in anticipation. "That's it," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Lick me clean, Sammy." He leaned back on the couch, giving Sam better access to his engorged length.

Sam looked up at his mother with pleading eyes, but there was nothing she could do for him now. She merely watched, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she waited for him to obey this man's commands. His throat worked

Sam felt the other boy's cock press against his lips, the head teasingly brushing against his nose. He took a deep breath in through his nostrils, inhaling the musky scent of him as if it were an intoxicant. His hands shook as he wrapped them around the thick shaft, feeling the velvety smoothness beneath his fingers. A moan escaped him as he lowered his head and opened his mouth wide, taking the other boy's length between his lips.

His tongue flickered out, tracing circles around the underside of the cock as he began to bob his head up and down. He closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation of being used by this man once more. His mother watched from nearby, her expression a mixture of satisfaction and longing as she watched him service their new master.

"That's it," the other boy groaned,

Sam gagged around the other boy's cock as it pressed deeper into his throat, feeling himself choked by the thick flesh. He tried to draw air in between thrusts, but found it impossible as he was completely engrossed in pleasuring their new master. His tongue danced over the sensitive ridge beneath the head of the cock, doing everything he could to make him feel good despite the uncomfortable position.

His mother watched intently, her gaze darting between his face and the other boy's crotch as she enjoyed their little display. A part of her felt a pang of jealousy at seeing Sam so willingly submitting to someone else, but it was quickly replaced by the satisfaction she derived from knowing that they were both under her control in some way.

As the other boy's thrusts grew more frenzied and intense, Selina felt a familiar heat

"Yes..." Sam gasped out between thrusts. He craved the other boy's cum, wanting to be completely filled with his essence. It was humiliating, but he couldn't help himself. His mind was addled by pleasure and need, leaving no room for anything else. As their bodies moved together in a frenzied dance of dominance and submission, Selina felt herself growing wetter with arousal despite her earlier release.

"Soon, my pretty slut," the other boy growled, his hips speeding up even more as he neared his climax. "Just take it all." His hands tangled in Sam's hair, holding him steady for deeper thrusts that left him gasping and choking on every inch of cock.

Selina watched them together, her heart racing faster than she could

Sam's throat worked frantically as he struggled to swallow every drop of the other boy's cum, wanting desperately to please him and earn more attention. His eyes watered from the intensity of it all, tears streaming down his cheeks as he sucked greedily on the thick cock in his mouth. As he tasted the salty mixture filling his mouth, a shudder ran through his body and he cried out, his voice muffled by the other boy's thigh.

Selina watched them with a mix of arousal and satisfaction, her own hands moving restlessly on the couch as she felt herself growing wetter once more. She longed for another taste of their twisted tryst but knew that for now, she must remain a spectator. But soon... very soon...

Sam's breath came in ragged gasps as he crawled over to his mother, presenting his ass to the other boy. His heart raced with a mixture of fear, excitement and desire as he awaited whatever fate lay in store for him now. He could only hope that this would sate the other boy's desires for at least a little while, giving him some time to gather his strength and perhaps regain some of his pride.

Selina smiled knowingly at her son's submission, enjoying the power she held over them both. Her fingers itched to touch him again, to feel his soft skin against hers and his warmth surrounding her hands. As she watched the other boy position himself behind Sam, she couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like to take him instead...

Sam arched his back off the couch as the other boy's cock filled him once more, his body shuddering with pleasure. He moaned out loud, feeling his insides clench around the invading flesh as their hips moved in perfect synchronization. His mother watched them intently, a look of longing and desire etched on her face as she took in the erotic sight before her.

The air was thick with lust and desire, and it wasn't long before the other boy's thrusts grew more frenzied and intense. Sam cried out in ecstasy, his body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. As he felt himself nearing orgasm, he glanced over at his mother, their eyes locking for a brief moment before he let go, letting out a hoarse cry into the room as his body convulsed around the invader within him

With a sigh, Selina rose from her spot on the couch. Her movements were slow and graceful as she approached them, her eyes locked on the other boy's. She stopped at his side, close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body, and gazed down at Sam with a satisfied smile.

"Well done," she purred. "He really is quite delicious, isn't he?" Her fingers idly traced along the other boy's hipbone as he continued to thrust into her son's quivering ass. "Now, since you've both been such good boys..." Her voice trailed off suggestively, eyes flickering between them before coming to rest on Sam once more.

Sam whimpered and arched his back off the couch, moaning loudly as he felt himself growing hard again beneath their touch. He glanced up at his mother with pleading eyes, unable

Selina moaned softly as she felt the other boy's rough hands gripping her waist, pulling her closer to him. His touch was possessive, dominating; it sent a shiver of desire through her body, making her nipples harden against his chest. She gazed at Sam with a mix of lust and longing as he was used by the other boy, her fingers running through the other boy's soft hair, urging him on even as she tried to remain detached.

As the other boy bit down on her neck, leaving marks in his wake, Selina cried out, arching into his touch. Her hips bucked against the couch instinctively, seeking some kind of release from this unrelenting pressure building within her. "Yes," she panted, looking back at Sam with a hungry gaze. "You've both been very good." Her voice was

Selina closed her eyes as the other boy kissed her passionately, their tongues dancing around each other's mouths. The feel of his finger inside her ass was not entirely unpleasant; in fact, it made her moan softly against his lips. She moved against him, seeking more contact and stimulation. When he broke the kiss to concentrate on Sam once again, she opened her eyes and gazed at them both longingly, wondering how much longer they could continue like this before one of them snapped.

Sam watched them with growing desperation, his cock jerking in time with their movements as he struggled not to come just from watching them together. His mother's moans sent shivers down his spine; her need was palpable, and it only made him want her more. It didn't matter that he knew she would never truly be his again; for now, all that mattered

With another moan, Sam arched his back further, presenting himself even more willingly to the other boy's rough attentions. "Yes," he whimpered, the sound of desire and need mingling together in his throat. "Please..." His gaze drifted up to meet his mother's once again, pleading wordlessly for her to take him back, even as he knew it would never happen.

Selina felt a stab of regret at seeing the look on Sam's face, but she couldn't deny that the power she held over them both was intoxicating. She moved closer to them, hands sliding up and down their bodies in a possessive gesture that both aroused and owned them. As much as she craved to be reunited with her son in a more traditional way, there was something thrilling about seeing him like this, used and degraded by the other boy...

"Yes," Sam moaned out, his body arching even further as the other boy's teeth grazed his earlobe. "Please..." He knew what was coming next, could feel it building inside him once more, but couldn't seem to stop it from happening. His gaze darted back and forth between them, uncertain whether to beg or plead for release as the other boy thrust deeper into him.

Selina watched them with a mix of fascination and longing, her hands roaming over their bodies in silent entreaty. As much as she wanted to take Sam back for herself, there was something exhilarating about seeing him like this: used and desired by another man... She swallowed hard, feeling the familiar ache deep within her as her own need grew once more.