Mike walked briskly toward home as the fall air nipped at his ears. Football practice was over for the day and they even got out a little early. He had planned on getting pizza with his teammates after practice, but decided to head home instead. His Father was away again this week (seemed like he was always away on business lately) so he thought he'd grab a bite to eat with his Mom.

At seventeen, Mike was a hulking figure; six foot two inches tall, 221 pounds (as of this afternoon's check-in) and no perceptible body fat. He played middle line backer and had a reputation for seriously hurting his opponents. It was a reputation undeserved, as he always played fair, even if it was rough. He enjoyed the "Killer" nickname though, and answered to it when addressed that way. His blonde, almost white hair was cut very short and his strong chin and deep blue eyes made the girls giddy. He knew he was good looking and despite his appearances, he didn't date much. Mature for his age, he preferred not to hang out with the bitch-click. His idea of a fun date would be a foreign film and a nice dinner - not very appealing to most girls his age. Instead he stayed on the outer edge of the social "jock" circle. Some thought he was a little odd, but his football prowess and easy-going disposition protected him from the potential for "high school scorn."

Turning the corner that lead to the court his house was on, he was surprised to see a truck in the driveway next to his Mustang - it looked like his Uncle Jim's. While he normally drove his Mustang, a convertible '71 to school, it needed some minor engine work so he had walked today. His uncle's truck was old and beat-up, a junker that would be great if it was restored but probably never would be. Uncle Jim was his Dad's younger brother and his favorite uncle. He was a vagabond, always drifting from job to job, but it was by choice. Uncle Jim was well-educated and fairly wealthy, thanks to some smart investments right out of college. His gypsy lifestyle was a direct contrast to Mike's Father, Jack - a stout businessman who was a partner in a large computer-consulting firm. His uncle spoke four languages fluently and had been to so many different countries that he'd lost count. Mike liked the idea of seeing the world and with his approaching high school graduation, was considering a trip across Europe with his uncle. Mike had a large trust fund that was ear-marked for "education" and after talking to a lawyer, found that a world-trip might be considered an "educational expense" - assuming his parents fought the trip.

Approaching the house, Mike wondered why his uncle had paid a visit in the middle of the week. He entered through the garage door and started to yell out when he heard something. Stopping to listen, he realized that it was his Mother, moaning loudly. Concerned, he looked around the house and finally stopped near his parent's bedroom. The realization that it was a pleasurable moan took a minute and he peeked through the slightly cracked door of his parent's room. There, on the bed was his Mother and Uncle Jim - nude and making love. His Mother, Judy, was on her back holding her legs up high in the air. His uncle was on top, pumping away vigorously. The sounds of flesh intermingling filled the air and Mike could here the rhythmic "squish" as his uncle's penis entered his Mom's vagina. The bed was positioned such that Mike's view was only of their lower torsos, allowing him prime viewing with almost no chance of getting caught. At first surprised by this revelation, Mike's instinct was to make some noise to let them know he was home. As he continued to watch, however, he felt a stirring in his crotch. He had always admired his Mom's body - even though it felt strange to him to think of his Mom as sexy. At 41, Judy was very physically fit. Three times a week she went to aerobics and also swam in their in-ground pool and was involved in a tennis league at the club. She was five foot, five inches tall and had short brown hair that bobbed playfully when she pounced around the tennis court. She had pert breasts that hadn't sagged over the years and certainly didn't belie her age.

Mike had first felt feelings for his Mom when he was about thirteen. His bedroom was upstairs and while sitting on the window seat one day he'd seen his Mom come out of the French doors in his parent's bedroom that lead to the pool. She was wearing a very tiny, bright-pink bikini and Mike remembered getting an erection just watching her walk to the pool. Whether she forgot he was home or didn't mind that he saw, she removed her suit and lay in the sun for a whole hour. She'd turn this way and that and Mike watched raptly the whole time. After she had gotten dressed and went back inside he had masturbated furiously - and had used that memory for a long time.

Turning his attention back to the action in his parent's bedroom, an idea started to form in Mike's mind. He sneaked upstairs to his bedroom and grabbed his video camera. Usually used by his folks for recording his games, he ejected the tape and put in a new one. Going back downstairs, Mike went around the back of the house, careful not to trip over anything and disturb the action between his uncle and Mom. Getting closer to the large, double French doors, Mike noticed that the shear curtains were cracked slightly on one side, allowing him an unobstructed view of the action inside. Starting the camera (and wincing slightly at the seemingly loud "whir" it made) he pointed it into the room and started to record his uncle making love to his Mother. From this angle their backs were almost to the camera. As he filmed, the twosome rolled over, putting his Mother on top. They shifted slightly and Mike zoomed in for a close up of the re-insertion. He could see his uncle's cock with its fire-red tip and deep blue veins straining the foreskin of his five-inch cock. Not long, but impressively thick, his uncle lined up the head of his cock with the outer folds of his Mom's delicate pussy. Mike zoomed in and marveled at the complexity of his Mom's opening, and the amount of lubrication she produced. Uncle Jim slowly lowered Mike's Mother down onto his cock and even through the glass of the doors he could hear his Mom cry out, "Oh my God, Jim, that feels so good!" Fully ensconced in Judy's vagina, Jim's cock seemed to swell at the base. Mike reversed the zoom, pulling back far enough to take in the entire couple. He watched through the viewfinder as his Mother bounced up and down, taking her brother-in-law's cock fully with each downward thrust. Jim reached back and cupped each of Judy's ass cheeks, spreading them slightly. Mike zoomed in again, getting a tight close-up of their intertwined genitals. He could see the small, puckered asshole of his Mother and marveled at how clean it was.

Mike lifted his head up, keeping the camera steadily pointed at the pair on the bed. His own cock was now rock hard. Looking back through the viewfinder, he watched as his Mother nearly jumped up and down on his uncle, taking the entire shaft deeply with each thrust. His uncle, in return, counter-thrusted on her down stroke, pushing even deeper into her cunt. He could hear his Mother start to moan loudly again and Mike re-adjusted the view. They shifted slightly on the bed and he got a wonderful profile of both his Mother and his uncle, locked in the throes of passion. His Mother's eyes grew large and her mouth moved slightly, talking to Jim. Then she screamed loudly as she came, lifting her chest up and resting her hands on Jim's shoulders. Mike could see his Mother's tits bouncing with each thrust and finally she reached a full orgasm. The timing was perfect, as Jim started to climax too, grunting loudly and he tried to enter Judy even deeper, although Mike was fairly certain that wasn't possible. Seemingly at the last second, Jim pulled out and ejaculated on Judy's ass and back. The stream of jism slowly rolled down her back and into her ass crack, coating her anus and finally dripping onto the bed. Judy collapsed into Jim's arms and the held each other closely.

Mike, sure the show was over for a while, left the area by his parent's bedroom and sneaked back upstairs to his room, where he watched the video on his TV in his room. He masturbated twice while watching it and finally put everything away. "There'll be a use for that, I'm sure," he said out loud to himself.

He hopped out his window to the short ledge below and then down to the ground. It had always been a nice way to sneak out of his room at night and he appreciated the architect's effort, even if it wasn't intentional. Mike went around the garage, back in through the garage door and slammed to door loudly, hoping to alert his Mom and uncle. When he entered the house his uncle was sipping coffee at the breakfast island and his Mom was cleaning up the kitchen, talking with Jim. All seemingly normal.

"How was practice, Killer?" Asked his uncle, playfully punching him on the shoulder as Mike walked by.

"Okay, I guess. We watched films for a while and I sucked last week - I've got to work on my agility some more," Mike replied. "What are you doing in town, Uncle Jim?"

"Just stopped by to see your Mom and Dad. Guess the old man's on the road again though," Jim replied.

"Yes, Brazil this time," said Judy. "He'll be there for two weeks or so, I think." Her tone was bitter. Mike's Dad, as a partner in the computer-consulting firm was responsible for new clients and had recently spent a lot of time working some very big contracts. Mike had never been real close to his Dad, so it didn't bother him too much. He had a nice place to live and got things like his Mustang as birthday presents, so he was happy.

"That's too bad, Judy," Jim said. "That's why I don't have a family - I like to travel but I could never leave someone as beautiful as you at home!" He smiled at Judy and she just laughed. As Mike turned he caught his Mother giving Jim a death-glare as if to say, "Not when HE'S here!"

Mike chuckled to himself, sat his backpack down and asked his uncle, "So, how long you staying this time, Uncle Jim?"

"A day or two at the most, Mike. I'm heading to New Zealand to race sailboats for a while," he replied.

Mike smiled and shook his head. His uncle had always reminded him of a cross between "Home Improvement's" Wilson and Ferdinand Magellan, the explorer. He was knowledgeable about just about everything and always looking for new conquests. Mike wondered absently if his Mother wasn't just another conquest, but dismissed the thought.

"Well, I hope you have time to tell me about your trip to Senegal before you leave. I'm going to go do some homework and hit the sack early, I think. Long day," Mike said, heading up the back staircase leading to the upper level.

"Okay, dear, you have a good night," his Mom called out after him.

"See ya' in the morning, Killer," yelled his uncle.

Mike waved behind him and headed upstairs to his room.

Once there, he shut the door behind him and threw his books into the corner. He sat in his leather recliner and thought about the day. Uncle Jim screwing Mom. Dad out of town. How can I use this? He thought about his Mom's slender body and how sexy she looked with the sweat pouring off her forehead as she straddled his uncle. Man, she is sexy, Mike thought to himself. What I wouldn't give to - that was it. He would use the tape to use his Mom. At first the idea scared him - it was his Mother after all. The woman who gave birth to him. But imagine it - from the womb and back in - or at least part of me back in. He laughed out loud at his own, twisted humor.

He got up, put his covert video tape in and sat back down with the remote. As an afterthought he used his foot to push the ottoman over to the door, in case anyone came up. He turned the volume up, slipped the headphones into the jack and watched the whole tape. He was surprised at how well the sound came through, despite the glass doors. Leaning back, he unzipped his jeans and pulled his throbbing cock out of his underwear. He was proud of his size, having compared himself to others in the locker room showers after practice. One of the tight-ends, a black guy named Larry, had once told Mike that he must have a skeleton in his family tree, because he was hung like a horse! Mike had just laughed. Flaccid, Mike's cock was about 5 inches long and grew almost twice that when hard. Seeing his uncle's cock on the video, he realized that he inherited the large girth from his Dad's side of the family. He started to slowly stroke his cock as he watched his uncle's cock slide in and out of his Mother's pussy. As the shifted, he noticed that his Mother's bush was well trimmed. That shouldn't have surprised him, since she always wore a very small bikini bottom in the pool, but seeing her cunt in all it's glory made it different. He froze the scene and studied every aspect of his Mom's figure. Her tits were smallish, but still ample for Mike. She had large areolas and tiny, almost imperceptible nipples - save for the fact they stuck out an inch or so. Mike wondered if he'd been breast-fed, he had never considered the idea before, but like thinking about trying it now. Her hips were full, but well proportioned to the rest of her body. Her small, globe-like ass cheeks shimmered with sweat and he could almost make out her wonderfully tiny anus. He started and then quickly stopped the action when it reached the close up of his Mom's rear. Her anus, tightly puckered, seemed to invite a licking. Mike was surprised at his own thoughts - licking his Mother's asshole, but excited, not repulsed. He hit "play" again and watched the rest of the tape, stroking his large cock and climaxing together with his uncle and Mother.

After he cleaned up and hid the tape he realized that his stomach was growling. Realizing that he never had dinner, he went back downstairs to see what was in the fridge. It was almost 9:30 p.m. and Mike's Mom was setting up the sleeper-couch in the guest bedroom/den with Jim's help.

"Hey you," said his Mom. "Thought you were going to sleep early."

"I'm hungry," replied Mike, heading to the kitchen.

"He always eats like a horse," he heard his Mom say to his uncle. "Must be all that exercise from practice."

Jim said something to Judy that Mike couldn't quite hear and the two adults laughed together. Mike shrugged off the comments and made himself a large sandwich. Grabbing the bag of Doritos, a Coke and his sandwich, he went back upstairs to his room, saying "good night" again to his Mom and uncle on his way. He laughed to himself at all the work they were going through getting that bed ready, since it was fairly obvious to Mike where his uncle would be spending most of his night!

Turning the TV on, Mike sat down to eat his dinner. It was dark outside now, the effect of Autumn in the North. He watched TV for a while, but couldn't get the incredibly sexy thoughts of his Mother out of his mind. His Mom came by a short time later and said she was heading to bed and that Uncle Jim was already asleep.

"Please try to be quiet, okay Mike? He had a long trip and he needs some rest," she said to him. Mike nodded in reply and his Mother quietly shut the door behind him, as if to show him how to be quiet.

Mike thought to himself, "Yeah, right. Like he's getting any sleep tonight!"

He finished his sandwich and went to his bedroom door. Opening it slowly, he stuck his head out to see if he could hear any activity. He heard a low "hissing" sound and realized that someone was taking a shower or running the bath tub faucet,

He shut the door, grabbed his camera and went to his bedroom window, which he opened slowly. Climbing out to the ledge, he winced as his feet loosened some asphalt rock slid off the shingles into the gutter. It made a small rustling noise as it slid into the vinyl gutter and the noise seemed to echo off the surrounding houses, even though Mike knew no one probably heard it. Moving slowly, he slid off the ledge and hopped to the ground. Sneaking back to the double French doors of his parent's bedroom, he noticed immediately that the lights were still on in the room. Creeping carefully to the same spot he had earlier, he was pleased to see that the drapes hadn't been adjusted, still giving him a clear view of the interior of the room.

Since it was dark now and the lights were bright inside the room Mike knew that it would be almost impossible to see him, even if someone looked outside. He looked down at his camera and using the light spilling through the curtains, adjusted the auto focus, no-shake and zoom options. Then he put his thumb over the start button and adjusted the camera in his hand so that he could start it quickly, if something worth taping should appear.

He needn't have worried, for at that moment his Mother came out of the bathroom, nude. Her hair was wet and she reached up to dry it off with her towel, giving Mike a fantastic frontal view of his Mom. He started the camera and filmed her as she continued to dry off. Panning her whole body with a tight close up at first, he then pulled back so that she was entirely in the frame. Her nipples were extended and she pulled playfully at one, teasing herself. As she reached down to dry her legs, her hand hovered over her crotch. She hesitated a moment and then started to rub her crotch hair slowly with her hand. Mike, camera still running, reached down and rubbed his own crotch with his free hand. He kept the camera steady as she worked her way down and then finally inserted a finger into her now-wet slit. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes as she started to masturbate. Her legs were spread slightly and she moved her feet a little further apart and her finger went in deeper. She was obviously experienced in pleasuring herself and was enjoying it immensely, by the look on her face. Mike was enjoying it too. Suddenly her eyes opened wide and she removed her hand from her crotch quickly as she turned toward the door of the bedroom. She hastily wrapped the towel around her torso and went to the door. Her relief was visible as she realized that it was just Jim, who slid into the room quickly and shut the door behind him.

Mike smiled at the turn of events. While he had hoped this would happen, he wasn't sure they'd be indiscreet with him in the house. Jim put his arms around Judy and the towel fell to the floor as she returned the embrace. Mike made sure the camera caught all the action and followed them as the scooted toward the bed. They fell onto the bed together, still holding each other tightly. Mike watched as his uncle slowly slid down his Mom's body and teased her nipples with his tongue. Judy arched her back at the touch and Jim continued to suck and lick her tiny nipples. With one hand he cupped her crotch and using his thumb, started to massage her clitoris. Mike watched as his Mother squirmed in response to the soft touch. Slowly, his uncle lowered himself until his face was lined up with his Mom's pussy.

Mike had never eaten a girl out, although he was familiar with the term. Once, a year or so ago, a cheerleader had tried to give him a blowjob after a game, but she kept choking on his large cock. She finally gave up and ended up "blaming" Mike for the failure.

Mike watched as his uncle used his tongue expertly, working it in and out of the folds and up the clitoris. He had learned a lot from his uncle and appreciated this lesson too, even if it wasn't intentional. His Mom's hips bucked hard as Jim worked his Mother to an engrossing climax. Judy grabbed the back of Jim's head and pushed it deeper into her crotch. Mike could only imagine the wonderful musk scent his uncle was enjoying. Finally, his Mom relaxed, her first orgasm complete. Jim climbed back up on the bed and watched as his Mother returned the favor. Positioning herself on her knees, she leaned over and quickly took all of his uncle's cock into her mouth. Her nose was nestled in his crotch hair and she sucked hard. Jim's hands caressed the side of her head and he ran his fingers through her short, auburn hair. Judy started to bob her head and Mike reveled in the view - he could see both his Mother's taught ass and her head as she worked his uncle's cock. She bobbed several more times, and then concentrated on the head of the wide cock. Sucking slowly and using her tongue to tease the very tip, Mike watched as his uncle squirmed in pleasure.

Eventually Jim lead Judy back up to his face and kissed her passionately. He said something to her, she nodded and the adjusted positions. His Mother got on her hands and knees, still on the bed as his uncle climbed off and removed his shirt - the last remnant of clothing he had on. Mike noticed how stark-white his uncle's ass was, compared to the rest of his body. Clearly he didn't share in Mom's nude sunbathing activities. Jim got behind Judy and lined his cock up to her opening. He teased at first, inserting a very small portion and then pulling out. Judy reached back and slapped his thigh playfully and said something to him in mock seriousness. Jim laughed then covered his mouth, afraid he was being to loud. Mike saw his Mom giggle in response and then turned around, waiting for the penetration. Again, Jim lined his cock up with her sopping wet crotch and inserted the entire length in one smooth move. Fully inside, his uncle stopped to savor the feeling. His Mom's back arched upon entry, but relaxed as he slowly pulled back out. Their coupling started slowly and Mike watched as his uncle reached around and massaged his Mother's clitoris with one hand. The intensity built and soon Jim had both hands on Judy's hips and was driving his pelvis into his Mother's pussy. Mike watched as his Mom's head went toward the ceiling and then back down. He couldn't hear anything, but it looked to Mike like she was baying at the moon like an old hound dog. Mike chuckled at the image that gave him and realized why they called this position "doggy style."

After what seemed to be an impossibly long time, Jim's strokes changed and he slowed, savoring the feeling of his impending orgasm. He could see his Mom's rapid breathing, her chest heaving in and out, causing her tits to bounce slightly. Then his Mother started to mouth something, it looked like "Oh Oh" to Mike, and he knew she was cumming too. His uncle sped up a little and really slammed into his Mom's backside. Although Mike couldn't see it, he knew that his Uncle Jim was ejaculating in his Mom. The mere thought almost made Mike loose it in his pants.

Finished, the collapsed onto the bed together and within minutes they were asleep. Mike turned the camera off, went back to his room and jacked himself off again while watching the newly created video. He too fell asleep a short time after climaxing.

The next morning Mike awoke and remembered that there was no school that day due to teacher in-service conferences. Normally that would mean a morning practice, but it was game day and the coach wanted the team to be rested and ready. They'd watch film of their opponent later in the afternoon, making last minute strategy adjustments and then have dinner as a team before the game. He went to the shower off his room and took a shower. Going back to his room after drying off, he put on a pair of cotton shorts and a half-T shirt and went downstairs.

Uncle Jim was sitting at the table drinking coffee and eating a bagel. His Mom sat across from him and they stopped talking when he entered the room.

"Why aren't you dressed, honey? It's a school day," his Mom asked.

"Naw, not today Mom," replied Mike, "it's an in-service day. We have the day off."

"Do you still have a game then?" His uncle asked.

"Yeah, you going to be able to make it?" Mike said.

"No, unfortunately not. My flight leaves in about three hours," Jim replied.

"That's right - sailing. Too cool, Uncle Mike. I'd love to have what you have," said Mike, looking directly at his Mom. He smiled inwardly as his Mom blushed noticeably.

Jim cocked his head questionably and looking away from Judy said, "What do you mean, Mike?"

Fishing, Mike thought. "Oh, you know - world traveler, hot shot sailor and world statesman, all that jazz," said Mike.

Visibly relieved, Mike's Mom said, "Well Mike, I'm sure it's not all it's cracked up to be, right Jim?"

Jim laughed, "Oh hell yes it is! No boss except myself, a lot of fun all the time, meeting new people every day, trying something new each night - it's a blast!"

Judy chastised Jim, "Oh thanks, you're a big help! I'm trying to teach responsibility to my son and look what kind of influence you are!" She smiled as she said it, but there was a tone of seriousness too.

"Hey, look. I went to college. I learned to learn. Now I use that education every day. Just because I didn't follow my big brother into the world of corporate lock-step doesn't mean I'm a failure!" Jim said indignantly.

"I didn't mean that and you know it. I just want Mike to have everything you and your brother have, that's all," said Judy in a soft voice.

"Yeah," said Mike, "that's exactly what I want. Everything you and my Dad have had." Again he looked at his Mom and again she turned away slightly, her cheeks taking on a pale pinkish glow.

Mike got his own breakfast and the three of them talked for a while until finally Jim had to leave for the airport. Mike gave his uncle a hug, took his bags out to the car and waited there while he said goodbye, inside, to his Mother.

Ten minutes later he was gone and Mike went back inside after the pick up truck was out of site.

"Hey Mom, you want to take one last swim this year?" Mike yelled out to his Mom. "Dad and I are going to shut the pool down this weekend I think."

His Mom called back, "I'm not sure Mike, won't it be cold? It's been so cold this Fall."

"Naw, I don't think so, it's pretty warm out and we've had it covered," he called back, hoping that she'd go.

"Okay, give me a minute to get my suit on," she yelled back, causing a shiver to run down Mike's spine as he imagined his Mother in her newest bikini. That's all she ever wore and with his new outlook on his Mother he was excited at the thought of watching her prance around in it. Mike ran upstairs, put on his Speedo bathing suit and went to the pool. He took the cover off and shivered slightly as the cool air swirled around his body. The pool all set, he sat down and waited for his Mom.

"Oh, it's cold out here Mike," she exclaimed as she came out the French doors of the bedroom.

"Aw, it's not that bad Mom, the pool will feel even warmer!" He said, heading to the deep end. He watched as the cool air caused his Mother's nipples to harden, straining the nylon fabric of her top.

"Hey, you never wear that suit," his Mom called out, noticing Mike's skimpy suit. "You should wear it more often, it looks good on you."

Mike felt the fabric around crotch stretch as the compliment was said. His Mother glanced briefly at his crotch, which Mike noticed, and then turned away as she walked toward the steps into the pool. He watched his Mother gingerly enter the pool, then as the warmer water surrounded her she slid all the way in.

"Hey chicken, you wanted to do this!" She called out to him. "You getting in or what?"

Mike laughed and dove into the nine-foot deep end. He surfaced almost immediately and yelled out, "This feels great, hey Mom?"

She laughed at his enthusiasm and nodded, swimming slowly back and forth in the shallow end. Mike decided to try something; taking a deep breath he submerged and swam underwater toward his Mother. She was laying on her back and didn't notice he was approaching. Swimming up behind her he exploded from the water and grabbed his Mother from behind, wrapping his arms around her midsection, just under her breasts. Judy screamed in surprise and tried to wiggle free, but Mike held on, intentionally pushing his now rock-hard cock against her bottom. For just a moment Judy pushed back and Mike knew that she had felt his member. Then she pulled away and Mike's hands brushed her breasts as she squirmed free. It was like an electric shock in his finger tips as he felt the hardened nipples under her suit.

"You twerp!" Judy yelled playfully, "You scared the hell out of me!" She splashed water at him and Mike returned the splash with one of his own. The water sprayed his Mother's face and she held up a hand to stop him while the other hand went to her eyes.

"Sorry Mom, forgot you had your contacts in," said Mike, swimming over to her. "Can I help?"

She shook her head, adjusted the contact and said, "No sweetheart that's okay. Let's not splash anymore though, okay?" Mike agreed and they swam around the pool some more. Mike swam close to his Mom and tried several more times (in vain) to rub against his Mother. Finally they were ready to get out. Swimming over to the stairs together, Judy was the first to start walking out of the pool. Mike reached up, grabbed the back of her bikini top and pulled the tie. Judy wore a halter-type top with no shoulder straps and the top came off easily. Surprised, Judy turned around quickly and started to yell at Mike. Her tits bounced slightly and Mike took in the view. Judy, realizing that her top was off, hastily covered her chest and said sternly, "What the hell are you doing, Mike? I'm your Mother for God's sake!" Mike just smiled, enjoying watching his Mother try to conceal her tits. Adjusting one arm to cover both her breasts she reached out with the free hand and said, "Give me that right now!" Mike, still grinning, handed the top back to her. She grabbed it, spun around angrily and went to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.