Chapter 1: Background

I’m a very lucky guy. I’ve been blessed by some amazing genetics, with which I, of course, had absolutely NOTHING to do. I don’t know why I look like I do, or why my dick is 9” long and 2” wide. Or why I have incredibly gorgeous blue eyes and very dark brown hair framing my eyes beautifully. Or why I have a square chin and am 6’3” tall. The one thing I CAN control, a little, through proper dieting and exercise, is my 225 pounds and chisled body. I work out at the gym four days a week when we’re not in football season. Then I work out more at school. In the local gym I belong to are a lot of hot young women, and it is there where I meet a lot of the women who want me to fuck them ... and I do. I’m told by them how much of a “stud” I am, and how handsome I am, and again, most of that I had nothing to do with. I just have great genes, thanks to my good looking parents. My dad is also a real stud. He’s ten years older than my mom, and at 44 he looks a lot like a rougher version of Ben Afleck, and my long-haired blonde mom could be one of those Sports Illustrated swimsuit models, she’s that hot.

So all in all I’m very blessed. Did I also mention I’m a senior in high school and the QB on our school’s football team? Yeah, I’m a stud athlete as well. I’m not trying to brag about it; just giving you the facts. So I know how lucky I am. Lately, though, I was having a problem. So I decided to talk to Buzz about it.

“Buzz ... what do you think of my mom? Would you do her if she wasn’t my mom?” I began

“Your mom? Fuck, man, I’d do her even if she IS your mom. She’s white hot, and every guy on our team would love to do HER! Why? You pimping for her?” he laughed.

“No, nothing like that. It’s just that lately ... well ... lately she’s been looking at me kind of funny, giving off these hot vibes, almost like she’s ... I don’t know ... maybe interested in me, and not just as her son either.”

“You mean like she wants you?” he asked, smiling a little. “Like every other babe in the world? Now even your own MOM is hot for you, too? Fuck me!”

“Stop it. But yeah,” I said. “Don’t say anything to anyone about this or I’ll kill ya, but yeah, it feels like that ... she’s been staring at my crotch a lot lately, and when I catch her checking me out she just grins and kind of blushes a little. So yesterday she came up behind me and draped herself over me from behind. She was wearing a thin tank top and I could feel her tits and her stiff nipples pressing into my back, and I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra so yeah, it turned me on even though she’s my mom.”

“Well no shit, guy. Who WOULDN’T be turned on by THAT? Any guy I know would get instantly hard if she pressed those D-cup beauties of hers into them.”

“I know. Again, don’t say anything to anyone about it, but it turned me on, too. And it’s a good thing she didn’t do it from in front of me or she would have felt my cock getting hard,” I said, feeling the tingling in my balls like I did the day before when it happened.

“Well fuck. That’s amazing. And there IS such a thing as incest, you know, Jake. Hell, if she was my mom I’d probably be fucking her brains out. So what are you going to do about it?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I guess I’ll just see what happens. Probably nothing, but I must admit I’ve thought about it. Fucking her. I’m not blind, and I know how hot she looks. And frankly, she’s loud, too. When my dad is fucking her you can hear her moaning and screaming all over the house.”