My Two Sons
by Hipparchus
Copyright© 2026 by Hipparchus
Eric was hanging out in his younger brother’s room as David packed for a week-long visit with his dad.
“Well, you can at least enjoy looking at Dad’s new wife’s cleavage while you’re there,” Eric joked.
“Not funny.” David replied.
“Well, Dad seems happy with his trophy wife. Wonder why Mom hasn’t found someone?” Eric continued.
“Yeah. She wasn’t impressed with the last guy she went out with.”
“Mom is pretty hot. You’d think she’d have no problems.”
“So, you think she’s a milf?” David smirked.
Eric paused as a grin started.
“Admit it, you’d fuck Mom if you could. I’ve seen how you stare at her in bikini.”
“You’d fuck Mom!?” David exclaimed, turning the subject.
“Ain’t gonna happen in any case. No sense talking about it.”
Later that evening their mother, Ellen, dropped David at the airport, and on returning home, found Eric in the living room watching a game. Being a Friday, she went to a cupboard and poured herself a stiff scotch before plopping next to her son on the sofa.
“How’s the game?”
“Down six to two. Davy get off okay?”
“Oh yes. Just hope your father remembers to pick him up. Anyway, just the two of us for the next week.”
“Glad I don’t have to go through the whole visitation thing any more.” he laughed.
“Why?”
“That bimbo wife of his! Sometimes I think she was trying to hit me up.”
“You would have liked that.” Ellen teased.
“Maybe ... Except having to hear them go at it most nights. Kind of a turn-off.”
Ellen didn’t need a reminder of why they divorced and the fact that he was getting laid while she was having a lousy time finding a man.
“Lucky bastard. And here I am trying to find a decent guy.” she complained, taking a swig of her drink.
“Why, Mom?”
“Love, I’m forty-two. Sweet young things seem to be the in-thing with guys my age.”
“Mom! Plenty of guys would think you’re hot.”
Hearing that from her own son gave Ellen pause, and it didn’t help that through his senior year in high school, she realized he had become a prime specimen. She turned the subject to his own love life.
“So, what happened to that girl you were seeing?”
“Went traveling right after graduation. Probably won’t see her again.”
The alcohol had loosened her up, and Ellen asked a question she had long wondered.
“I shouldn’t ask this, but how far did you get with her?”
“What? Huh ... Well ... We did go all the way a couple times. At her place before her folks got home, and once here.”
“Silly. I shouldn’t probe.”
“You always said we can always talk to you, Mom.”
“Yes.” Ellen laughed. “I still haven’t come to terms with my boy having a sex life. But a handsome guy like you will find someone.”
“Maybe when I start college.” he replied.
“Do you really think your mom is ‘hot’?” she asked, feeling flirtatious in her alcohol-induced mood.
“Mom, you are a MILF! Trust me.”
It was exhilarating to know her son felt that way. And after basking in that thought a minute, continued.
“Here we are, two horny, frustrated people.” she replied, finishing off the last of her scotch.
Eric’s countenance changed, and he looked at his mother earnestly.
“We don’t have to be.” he said with a seductive tone.
Ellen realized what he was implying. Her own suppressed feelings for what she felt was her desirable son, added to the alcohol and their talk, flustered her.
“Eric ... I mean ... I hope you don’t think I was implying...”
“You said yourself we were sexually frustrated.”
“Eric! I’m your mom. I’m not supposed to have feelings like that!”
“What feelings, Mom?”
Ellen realized she had exposed her inner feelings, and it didn’t help the way he looked at her. But before she could think, his lips were on hers, and it electrified her.
“Eric, we ... we shouldn’t.” she stammered.
“Why? I love you, Mom. Why can we make each other happy?”
With that, Eric put his arms around his mother and kissed her again, with more passion this time. And Ellen swooned. It was true; feeling his lips on hers, his arms around her brought out all her feelings for her son. Their contact seemed more than just physical but an expression of their deep love. She abandoned herself to her feelings and plunged her tongue into his mouth, to which he reciprocated. Soon, they were kissing sloppily, with hands exploring each other’s bodies.
Ellen was more than happy to just kiss her son, and they went on for some time until Eric stopped, and looking his mother in the eye, cupped one of her ample breasts. Next, he started unbuttoning her blouse, and she knew, with her own unbridled feeling, there was no going back. It barely registered that he slipped her blouse off her shoulders and was reaching around to unfasten her bra when her generous breasts fell free, and he paused to admire them.
“You’ve wanted to see them for some time, haven’t you?” she teased.
Eric hefted one and brought his lips to it, kissing the nipple before sucking it into his mouth, causing Ellen to take a deep breath. She leaned back on the sofa, letting her son indulge himself on her luscious orbs, running her fingers through his hair.
She let him make love to her tits for a while, but she had her own desire: to see what kind of man her son had become. Ellen pulled off her son’s T-shirt and, with his help, slipped off his jeans. Left only in his briefs, she could see he was already hard, and she eagerly pulled them off, revealing his handsome erection.
They resumed kissing, with her stroking his shaft, while he kneaded her soft breasts, and after a few minutes of this, Ellen could no longer resist and started licking her way down his body while Eric surrendered to what he knew was coming. She took his stiff shaft in hand and admired it a moment. It was magnificent in her eyes, and she wanted to pleasure it more than any cock she could recall.
She leaned down and planted kisses on its length, followed by licks of her tongue from his sack to its tip while Eric sighed, hardly believing what was happening. This was capped by the feeling of his cock sliding past her velvety lips, eliciting another sigh from her son. Soon, she was bobbing on her son’s manhood, enjoying the feeling of it in her mouth as well as the pleasure she knew he was receiving.
She sucked and sucked, savoring the moment. But knowing he couldn’t hold out long, Ellen increased her pace, prepared to taste her own son for the first time.
“Oh, Mom...!” he started muttering while she doubled her effort.
Ellen felt his cock start to throb and was soon rewarded by the first of his cum flooding her mouth. More spurts followed as she did her best to swallow his copious load.
When his cock finished, she released it from the embrace of her lips with a slurp, then with a finger, wiped his precious sperm dribbling down her chin, and licked it clean. Eric could barely comprehend what had just happened, but he knew he needed—no, wanted—to reciprocate.
He pulled his mom onto the sofa, where he dispensed with her slacks and panties, pausing to look over his mother lying naked before him. For her part, Ellen didn’t know what he would do next, but she was prepared to be his. Still admiring her nude form, Eric knelt between her legs, his hands caressing her skin before leaning down and kissing her stiff nipples.
Ellen realized what his plan was as he kissed his way down her body until his face was inches from her welcoming pussy. Feeling his warm breath on her womanhood, she closed her eyes while his lips brushed her entrance. The next thing she felt was his tongue parting the curtains to her inner core, and she gasped in excitement.
“Easy ... Yes, like that ... Oh, yes ... Oh, Love!” she hissed, with Eric listening for every cue, trying his best to pleasure his mom.
He could tell it was having its effect, with Ellen seemingly lost to the world, absorbed in the pleasure she was receiving, running her fingers through his hair while her body grew restless.
“Oh fuck!” his mother cried out, arching her back in ecstasy.
Eric’s tongue worked relentlessly, thrilled to have brought her to a climax.
“Oh, Love! That was wonderful.” Ellen chuckled as the orgasm ebbed.
She looked down at him still between her legs, an expression of satisfaction on his face. He started to climb on top of his mom when she stopped him.
“Eric, are you sure? We shouldn’t be doing this.”
But she knew the question was mute, and the look in his eyes told of his desire.
“Then let’s do this right.” she purred.
She stood and offered her hand before leading him to her bedroom, his erection betraying his eagerness. Inside, she pulled down the covers before laying out, legs spread and arms reaching out invitingly.
Eric could hardly believe what was about to happen and climbed on top of her, half eager, half in trepidation.
“Take it slow.” she whispered, taking hold of his manhood and guiding it to her entrance.
“Slowly.” she repeated as he pressed his cock deep inside his mom.
“Hold still a minute. Let me just feel you inside me.” she continued breathlessly, her eyes locked on his.
Eric could feel it as well; he was deep inside his mother’s sheath, the feeling almost overwhelming. Ellen pulled his lips to hers, where they kissed lovingly while he started driving his cock in and out, slowly at first. But his passion could not be contained in this intense moment, and his thrusts grew more deliberate while they kissed lustily, her hands exploring her son’s back and ass.
Ellen could feel his ardor was losing control, as was her own desire to consummate this most intimate moment.
“Yes! Cum inside Mommy!” she hissed, her hands grabbing his butt in encouragement.
With a groan, he took one deep thrust and held it a moment, followed by another and another as Ellen felt her son filling her with his precious cum. The intensity of the moment sent her over the edge as mother and son shared a mutual orgasm. For Ellen, it was the most intense climax she could recall, overcome by the incredible ecstasy.
Spent, Eric rested his face in his mother’s neck while she caressed him as they basked in post-coital bliss. A little something pulled at Ellen’s conscience, but the joy of this most intimate bonding with her son dispersed it.
“Are you okay?” she whispered.
“Oh, Mom.” he responded, looking into her eyes, “I’ve imagined this moment for so long. I can’t believe it actually happened. I love you, Mom.”
She pulled his lips to hers, overcome as well by their intense feelings of mutual love, along with realizing he had longed for this moment and the satisfaction of knowing his seed inside her. They continued kissing while his spent cock retreated from the embrace of her warm sheath.
Finally, he rolled off of her, and she curled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder, putting her hand on her stomach.
“You put your seed in Mommy. It’s like having a little bit of your love inside me.” she teased.
“I love when you call yourself Mommy. Kinda kinky.” Eric grinned, his hand still on her belly, thinking about how he just came inside his mom.
Ellen’s hand started exploring his body.
“My son does have a wonderful body.” she purred while caressing his chest.
Eric leaned over and started licking and sucking on her nipples as his mom closed her eyes, sighing to his attentions to her soft breast. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the sense of nurturing as he sucked on her tits, blended with its erotic sensations.
This went on for some time, with both enjoying the breast play, until Ellen wondered if her eighteen-year-old son’s cock might be ready for more action. She leaned over him and, after a lingering kiss, reached for his manhood, finding it already swelling, and stroking it a while as she admired her son’s package. There was something very intense about handling his cock. It was a handsome cock. But it was her son’s, and the very idea she was playing with his growing erection thrilled her.
“Lovely cock. Gonna make some girls very happy.” she teased.
“Just one I want to please.”
Ellen moved down and slipped his growing erection past her soft lip, bobbing on it as she enjoyed feeling it grow stiff in her mouth while he gasped to the delight of his mother’s erotic attentions.
Satisfied with how hard her son was, she straddled his shaft and, after pressing it to her entrance, lowered herself on it until it was buried to the hilt, while both gasped to the sensation of being joined again. She ground on his cock while she eyed him lovingly while he took hold of her luscious tits, kneading them happily.
Ellen rode him for quite a while, pleased with his youthful stamina after having cum twice already. She made a change and got on all fours, giving him a chance to fuck her from behind. And he took full advantage, grabbing his mother’s hips and pounding her hard. It was too much for Ellen, and she buried her face in a pillow as another orgasm washed over her. And still, he kept drilling her, with Ellen enjoying her son pounding her as well as knowing he was enjoying it just as much.
Feeling he was getting close, she moved to her side and lifted a leg, with Eric spooning her, his stiff rod slipping into her dripping sheath. She turned to her son, offering up her lips while his manhood slid in and out of her essence, his hand exploring her curves. Soon, his thrusts became more intense as lovers became consumed by their passions.
“Yes, give it to me!” she gasped huskily, and Eric took one more deep thrust, grunting as his cock unleashed his sperm into his mother’s core.
He buried his face in her neck while thrust after thrust followed. Again, the feeling of her son flooding her womb with his seed tipped Ellen over the edge, as waves of ecstasy washed over her.
“Fuck! I’ve never cum so hard!” Ellen laughed, turning to her son for a loving kiss.
She nestled into his embrace, satisfied with such an evening of lovemaking, and there was little doubt about where he would be sleeping that night.
“You are quite a lover, young man. No one has ever made me feel like this.” she cooed, boosting her son’s ego.
The next morning, Ellen woke, remembering her son was sleeping in her bed while memories of the night returned. She was hooked. Social guilt be damned, she wanted to be intimate with him. Besides, who would know? There was one pressing matter, though: David’s return. But that was a week away.
She kissed him gently, and his eyes opened, finding his naked mother looking at him adoringly.
“Morning, beautiful.” she whispered.
It seemed so natural to be in bed with her own son; the intimate bond between them instilled a trust she never felt with any other man.
Eric took her in his arms, kissing her as the previous nights passions returned. Before she knew it, he was between her legs lapping at her essence until her slit was ready for him. He climbed on top of his mom as she guided his cock, ready for action, to her entrance, and just the feeling of his cock inside her sent her spinning.
“Yes...” his mother sighed, delighted by feeling him inside her once more.
Eric fucked his mom slowly as their lips locked together, with her caressing his back in encouragement. He thrusts soon increased with intensity, with Ellen just happy to be the receptacle of his sperm, his love. A groan signaled his climax, and another load of his cum being pumped inside her, while just feeling it triggered another orgasm in her.
With his cock spent for the time being, his mother caressed him, enjoying the afterglow of love. And she was coming to the conclusion that just having her son cum inside her always sent her over the edge.
After breakfast, Eric took his mother in his arms, eager for more lovemaking. For Ellen, it was like a honeymoon, with both unable to keep their hands off each other. And it was helped by her teenage son’s insatiable libido. On and off, they made love all Saturday in various rooms in the house. And come Sunday, more sex followed, ending only by his mom’s announcement that she needed to rest for work the next day.
But Monday evening after dinner, they retired early and made love again in her bed. She particularly liked missionary position with him, being able to look into his eyes or kiss him with his hard cock buried deep in her womanhood. The rest of the week, their passions hardly abated, with nights spent in love.
But Thursday evening, Ellen felt she needed to remind Eric that his brother would be home in two days and invited him to sit on the sofa with her.
“This will have to end, at least for a while.” she explained.
“Why?”
“Eric! We can’t be having sex while Davy is in the house.”
“Why? He’d probably like a piece as well.”
“Eric! He might be repulsed by what we are doing.”
“Doing? You mean fucking like rabbits?”
“Making love, I prefer to think. And loving my delicious, sexy boy. But Davy is only sixteen. I won’t risk it.”
“Mom, Davy feels about you the same way. I pretty much got it out of him. Yeah, he has the hots for you too.”
“Doesn’t matter. Bad enough I’m fucking you. But Davy is only sixteen. So, let’s make the best of the next few days.”
With that, Ellen pulled off her son’s shorts, followed by stripping in front of him. Kneeling between his legs, she practically worshiped his manhood with her mouth until it was ready for her. She straddled his hips, wrapping her arms around her son’s neck and kissing him sensually while rubbing her moist pussy against his stiff rod.
Finally, she lowered herself on it, then pressed her tits into her son’s face with Eric latching onto a nipple. She rode him, consumed by the feeling of him inside her as well as the love her breasts were receiving. Ellen took every opportunity to kiss her son sloppily when he was not sucking on her tits, continuing to ride him until his passion got the better of him, cumming inside her while grunting on the tit he was latched onto. The rest of the night was spent in Ellen’s bed for one more round of sex.
Friday, a sense of urgency took over, knowing David would be home the next day. Dinner was barely over when Eric took his mother in his arms, kissing her passionately. He undressed her in the kitchen, slipping his fingers between her thighs and feeling her moistening crevice. He stripped and sat in a chair, his erection beckoning his mother to ride it. She straddled him, lowering herself on his rod, sighing as she felt it slide in before kissing him lustily with tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
Eventually, he came inside her, triggering Ellen’s own orgasm as it so often did. Her son then picked her up and carried her to her bedroom, where they continued making passionate love. Over the course of a few hours, he came in her two more times, followed by the two cuddling together, enjoying the aftermath of erotic bliss.
As Eric held her in his arms, Ellen wondered how they could stop after so much passion, and she knew it would be difficult for both.
The next morning, Eric insisted on a quicky, one last fuck before resuming the outward appearance of mom and son. But his mind was already planning ways they could sneak in more sex.
“Why don’t you pick up Davy at the airport this afternoon?” his mother suggested while they dressed.
For the rest of the day until Eric went to pick up his brother, Ellen insisted they return to normal, as if the last week didn’t happen. As Eric drove his brother home, the two chatted, with Eric being nonchalant about the previous week.
“And Dad’s bimbo?” he asked.
“Same. Sometimes I think she comes on to me when Dad isn’t around. Gave me plenty of looks of that cleavage of hers.” David said.
“Ha! Got the same.” Eric laughed.
Back home, Ellen greeted her younger son with a big hug. With his presence, she felt she could have the discipline to forgo sex with her older son. She took the two of them out for pizza that evening, and Sunday seemed like any other Sunday at home.
Ellen returned to work on Monday, and the home routine continued as normal. But by Thursday night, Eric was feeling sex deprived, and set in motion his plan. After he felt his brother was asleep, he quietly slipped into the hallway and down to his mother’s room. But David was still awake and heard the floor creak, recognizing his brother’s footsteps. He thought it odd he was going in the opposite direction of their shared bathroom but didn’t think much of it as he drifted off to sleep.
“Eric!” Ellen whispered, upon feeling her son’s hand on her shoulder.
“Davy’s asleep. In any case, his room is far enough away to hear anything if we’re quiet.”
With that, he stripped out of his pajama bottoms before pulling back the covers, ready to join his mom.
“Eric, we shouldn’t.”
“Then why are you sleeping naked Mom?” he grinned, sliding in next to her.
She couldn’t resist him, especially after feeling his growing erection pressing against her thigh, and gave in as he pressed his lips to hers while a finger probed her moist slit. Ellen surrendered herself to his advances as he licked her neck before working his way down to her luscious orb.
She instinctively started stroking his shaft while his fingers dug into her womanhood, feeling how wet she was getting.
“We have to be quick.” she warned Eric while encouraging him to mount her.
The feeling of his shaft sliding in to the hilt was exquisite, and Ellen pulled his lips to her for a hard kiss, hoping to muffle any sounds. He took full advantage of her admonition, drilling her relentlessly while her hands stroked his back in encouragement.
He groaned quietly into her mouth while he drove his cock in as deep as he could, unleashing his seed in his mother’s womb. Overcome, Ellen squeeled into her son’s mouth as the orgasm hit.
Spent, Eric rested on his mother’s chest, his sexual needs satisfied for the moment.
“You should go back to your room.” she whispered, her hand caressing him.
“I’ll be back.” he replied quietly as he put on his bottoms.
Ellen wanted to say no but knew the two of them couldn’t resist each other. She just worried about someday getting caught.
Saturday seemed like another opportunity to sneak in a tryst with his mom; this time, he whispered a warning to her before bedtime. He waited until late, when he expected David to be asleep; he peeked into the hallway, finding his brother’s light was out before creeping to his mother’s room. But David had just turned his light out, having been playing on his computer, and heard Eric. He also realized the only place he could be going was their mother’s room.
Eric slipped into his mother’s bedroom, and this time he ate her out until she came, with Ellen muffling her cries of ecstasy with a pillow. Satified with his work, he climbed on top of her, fucking her wildly, lips locked together, until he planted his seed inside her once more.
Their tryst over, Eric slipped back to his room, but David was on alert and heard him. His suspicions were piqued, yet finding it hard to believe what he was imagining. He was determined to investigate if it happened again.
David tried to stay awake every night, hoping to catch his brother, and only had to wait until Tuesday. He gave Eric a few minutes before following, then crept to the door of his mother’s room.
“Oh Mom...” he heard Eric moan quietly.
He heard a slurp, followed by an admonition from his mom, reminding him to be quiet. It wasn’t hard for David to guess his brother was getting a blowjob from their mother! A minute later, there was a reshuffling on the bed followed by a barely audible sigh from Ellen.
“God, I love having you inside me.” he heard his mother whisper.
David’s cock was swelling in his pajamas, realizing his brother was fucking their mom. He listened to their muffled sighs and the creaking bed, imagining what was happening. Shortly, a muffled groan came from his brother, and David knew Eric was cumming inside their mother.
He almost came on the spot but carefully slipped back to his room, where he jerked himself off. After, he gathered his thoughts. He wasn’t shocked so much as pissed off that it was a secret, that they were fucking behind his back. When Eric joked about their mom being a MILF, he brushed it off, but the truth was he masturbated to his mom. doing his best to imagine her naked.
He was determined to confront his brother.
On Wednesday afternoon, David finally worked up the courage to talk to Eric.
“We need to talk. Saturday, I heard you go to Mom’s room late. Then last night I heard you again. And I heard a lot more!”
“Well, what did you hear?” Eric said casually.
“You two were ... were going at it!”
“Are you shocked? Can you blame me? We both admitted Mom is a MILF.”
“How long...?”
“Started when you stayed with Dad. She wanted to end it when you came back. Afraid you might freak out. Are you freaked out?”
David sat on the bed and collected himself.
“No, just kinda pissed that you kept it a secret.”
“I suggested telling you, but Mom thought you were too young.”
“Fuck! I’m only two years younger than you, not even! Why do I get treated like a child and you...”
“Get to have sex with Mom? Out of my hands. I’m not bringing it up with her. You’ll need to broach the subject.”
David stewed. The fact was he also fantasized about their mom. And here was his older brother living his fantasy.
That night and the next, Ellen noticed her younger son was in a mood. She was half afraid to ask, fearing he knew something of the secret.
But Friday, Eric announced he was going to spend the evening watching a game at a friend’s house. But before he headed out, he gave his brother a knowing look. David knew the moment had come to bring up the subject with her. In the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner, he made his move.
“Mom, I want to talk. I heard you and Eric in your room, and I know what you two are up to. Eric told me.”
“Davy! I’m so sorry. It ... it ... I don’t know what came over me. But it’s over. I know you must be shocked.”
“That’s not what hurts. It’s that you hid it from me.”
“Davy, I couldn’t exactly admit it to you.”
“Did you ever think that I felt the same as Eric? We both had feelings for you. But only with Eric, you ... well...”
“Love, you’re sixteen! It’s bad enough I’m in bed with Eric.”
“I don’t care! If you can have sex with him ... I mean, what about me?”
With that, David took his mother in his arms and kissed her hard.
“Davy!” his mother exclaimed, grabbing his hands and pulling them away.
The look of regret in his eyes, the realization he had gone too far, tugged at the. She felt his longing, and it came to her that she couldn’t deny to one son what she freely gave the other.
“Davy, do you really want to make love to me?”
The look in his eyes was answer enough. Still holding his hands, she put them on her waist.
“If we’re going to do this, we’ll do it the right way.” she whispered.
Ellen put her arms around her son and kissed him tenderly.
“This is not about sex; it is about love.” she advised him before kissing him again, letting her lips linger for some time.
David was practically paralyzed. He could hardly believe it was really happening and was afraid to make a wrong move. Silently, his mother led him to the living room, where they sat together on the sofa. She put her arms around David and resumed kissing him, this time with increasing passion while he took her in his arms and responded with increasing confidence.
“You’ve never really made love to a girl, have you?” she smiled.
David shook his head.
“Do you really want me to be your first?”
“More that anything!” he responded excitedly.
“We are going to do this right. I love you. And making love can be the most wonderful way to express it.”
They kissed again with passions coming to the fore. She told herself it was maternal love, but the reality was she was as physically drawn to David as she was to Eric. Without realizing it, her tongue was plunging into her son’s mouth as her hands pawed at his body with David responding in kind.
After making out a while, Ellen looked in her son’s eyes while placing his hand on an ample breast, and she smiled at his clear excitement at being able to fondle her tits.
“You’ve always wanted to see them, haven’t you? Take off my blouse.”
He pulled her knit top over her head, followed by Ellen undoing her bra, with David watching excitedly as his mother’s breasts fell free.
“Not bad, if I do say so myself.” she smiled, taking his hand and pressing it as a tit.
He groped them freely as the two kissed, with David feeling free to drive his tongue into his mother’s mouth.
“Suck on them.” Ellen hissed, leaning back on the sofa, offering up her tantalizing breasts.
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