Melvin spent the rest of the day in his room, choosing to keep to himself as much as possible. As much as he hated leaving his cousins unsupervised with his mother, at least her presence was enough to keep them behaving. From his bedroom window he could see them playing outside in the backyard while his mother watched from the patio. They looked like harmless kids, but he knew the truth. He knew the real Keith and Heath. He wanted to stew in his hatred for the two blond boys playing in his yard, but he forced himself to go back to studying, ignoring their laughter and the encouraging shouts of his mother.
The day moved on quickly and soon the sun was sitting low on the horizon. The noises from outside grew quieter and Melvin knew that dinner would be soon. That meant he would be forced out of his room and back to dealing with the cousins. He dropped his pen and got to his feet wearily, heading for the door.
Might as well get it over with, he thought.
He came into the kitchen to find his mother and the cousins standing around, guzzling down water. The boys looked sweaty and dirty and his mom looked the same. Her hair was a mess and her dress was stained with mud and chlorophyll.
‘What happened to you?’ Melvin asked, looking his dirty mother up and down.
‘Oh, just the boys dragging me into their game. Got a bit rough and tumble,’ she laughed.
Behind her Keith and Heath were smirking. Bastards.
‘I’m going to go for a shower then I’ll get started on dinner, ok?’ Moira said, finishing the last of her water and disappearing towards the bathroom.
As soon as she was out of sight, Melvin turned on the cousins, but they ignored and broke out into their own conversation.
‘That was awesome!’ Heath exclaimed. ‘When we fell over I had her tits right in my face. I thought she was going to smother me,’ he laughed.
‘I know!’ said Keith. ‘I had my cock rubbing against her ass almost the whole time. Fuck, it was good’.
‘You perverts shut the fuck up!’ Melvin shouted at the two of them.
The cousins looked at him the same way a person would look at a small, yappy dog. They stared at him for a moment, then pushed past him and headed out of the kitchen.
Melvin stormed back to his room in a huff. He hated them! Hated, hated, hated them. He sat fuming at his desk for a moment, imagining the many creative and violent ways he would get revenge. Then he heard giggling coming from outside his door. He marched over to the door and was about to swing it open when he spotted the cousins outside. They were down the hallway, standing at the door to the bathroom, peeking in. Melvin felt like he was about to explode with anger. The little shits were peeping on his mom in the shower! He paused and realised now was his chance. Rather than confront the bastards, Melvin grabbed his phone and switched on the camera. He poked the camera through the crack in the door and aimed it at the boys. He’d film them in the act then show it to his mom. There was no way she could ignore this.
He filmed them for a moment, enduring the snickering comments they made about his mother’s naked body.
‘Look at her fucking tits!’ said Heath.
‘Dude, I can see her pussy! I told you she was shaved,’ said Keith.
Good, Melvin thought. Keep talking. I’m filming all of it.
Melvin’s moment of triumph came to a sudden and unexpected climax when the door to the bathroom swung open. Melvin thought his grin would tear his face in half when he saw his mom standing in the doorway, covered by a towel, looking down at the two boys. Caught red-handed. Nothing could save them now. She was saying something to them that Melvin couldn’t hear, but she didn’t look as angry as he expected her to be. His heart began to thud loudly in his chest as he waited for the moment of glory that… never came.
With horror, bafflement, and utter disbelief, Melvin watched as his mom opened the door to the bathroom wider and invited Heath and Keith inside. The boys moved inside slowly, as in even they couldn’t believe what was happening. The door closed behind them and Melvin was left alone, his camera still recording…
Minutes passed and nothing happened…
Melvin emerged cautiously from his room and approached the door. It hadn’t closed completely. It was still open a crack. Wide enough for warm steam to spill through. He could hear the sound of the shower running and beneath that, the sound of voices. Three voices. Melvin’s heart pumped slowly, but each pump felt like a hammer striking his ribcage from within. He came to the door and paused. His body felt strange, like it was disconnected from his mind and operating on its own. Even though his brain was screaming at him not to look inside, his hand reached out and pushed the door open by just a few inches. He could see the shower now and his mom standing under the water. His breath caught in his throat. He had never seen her naked before and it was a stunning sight. Her breasts were massive, sitting on her chest like heavy, fleshy balloons. Her nipples were dark spots in the centre of each breast, surrounded by caramel skin. The rest of her body was just as stunning. Smooth curves, wide hips, large ass, toned legs… She had it all, glistening in the light.
Then Melvin saw Heath. He was naked too, standing in front of Moira, cupping both her breasts in his hands. Melvin couldn’t look away as he clearly heard them talking.
‘What are boobs for, Moira?’ Heath asked in a deliberately childish tone.
‘Umm, they’re for feeding babies,’ Moira replied. She sounded uncertain and uncomfortable, but did nothing to stop him.
‘So Melvin sucked on these when he was little?’ Heath asked.
‘Yes, he… he di-,’ Moira replied.
‘Can I suck on them?’ Heath asked before Moira had finished talking.
‘I don’t kno-’ she began but Heath had already guided his mouth onto one of her breasts and was sucking on it hard. Moira moaned in surprise.
‘Hey, that’s not fair,’ said Keith, suddenly appearing in Melvin’s view. He jumped into the shower behind Moira and immediately pressed his naked body against her.
‘If he gets to wash your tits, can I wash your ass?’ Keith asked.
Moira didn’t even have a chance to reply before Keith was rubbing soap onto her ass, sliding his hand over each cheek and down the crack, clearly relishing every second of it.
Melvin remained frozen in place. He watched, unblinking, as his mother’s naked body was groped, caressed, squeezed, pinched, and fondled in every possible location. Seemingly under the impression this was an anatomy lesson, the boys were bombarding her with questions that she struggled to awkwardly answer. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable. She would try to remove the boys’ hands from her body but they would just move somewhere else, violating her with even more force. Melvin watched as Keith spread apart Moira’s ass cheeks and stuck a finger inside her anus. She quickly pulled his hand away but while she was distracted Heath bit on her nipple. When she turned to half-heartedly chastise him, Keith pushed his finger even deeper into her asshole.
‘What is this hole for?’ he asked, innocently. ‘Is this where Melvin came from?’
‘N-No, that’s my- ah!’ Moira yelped as Keith twisted his finger deeper into her.
‘Why are these so big?’ Heath asked as he jiggled her large breasts.
‘I don’t-’ Moira began, but was interrupted as Keith slid his arm between her legs and caressed her vulva from behind.
‘Why does my penis get hard?’ Heath said, grabbing Moira’s hand and yanking it towards his throbbing erection.
Moira grabbed it and held it for a second as she seemed to consider her answer. Keith, meanwhile, got to one knee and slid his tongue up Moira’s ass. Moira jumped, but Heath kept her hand wrapped around his cock, encouraging her to stroke it…
Melvin fell backwards, hitting the floor like a sack of bricks. Suddenly snapped out of his stupor, he rushed to his room and slammed the door. His heart was pounding. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. The room around him was spinning, and between his legs, his cock was fully erect and weeping cum…
*
Melvin didn’t remember dinner apart from some vague noise coming from the cousins and his mom looking very embarrassed about something. Before he knew it, he was back in his room, still in a daze. He was staring at his school work but all of it was a blur. Perhaps it had all been a delusion. Perhaps he had never left his room but had just awoken from some strange, awful nightmare?
If it was a nightmare, it was an on-going one…
Once again, the cousins were in his room, surrounding him and trapping him in. Their faces were masks of supreme confidence and smugness. Melvin knew at once that what he had seen in the shower was real and they were here to rub it in.
‘I’m jealous of you, Melvin. Your mom’s tits are super suckable. I can’t believe you got to drink from those babies,’ Heath laughed.
‘And her ass is to die for,’ Keith joined in. ‘I see why you black guys get so obsessed with him’.
Both of them laughed and continued to taunt him, describing in detail everything they had learned about his mom’s body. Melvin heard it all, let it fill him with rage. Then Keith finally broke him.
‘Her asshole’s pretty loose. How hard do you think it would be for me to get my cock up her?’ he said, bursting into laughter.
With that, Melvin threw a punch that connected exactly with the centre of Keith’s nose. The boy’s head jerked back and he tumbled over, clutching his face, crying in pain. He got to his feet, still covering his face with his hands.
‘You fucker!’ he shouted. ‘You broke my fucking nose’.
Keith dropped his hands to reveal a small, but bloody mess in the centre of his face. His nose wasn’t broken. Melvin could tell, but he’d hit him hard enough to bleed and that felt pretty good.
Heath and Keith quickly ran out of the room. ‘We’re telling,’ they both shouted.
Melvin didn’t care. He’d given that prick something that was long overdue. He sat back down in triumph, still wondering if he was dreaming all this. It all seemed so unreal.
A moment later his mother appeared in the doorway.
‘Melvin,’ she shouted at him. ‘Why are you starting fights? What’s happened to you?’
‘He deserved it,’ Melvin said calmly. ‘They were saying things about you! Perverted things! Racist things!’
‘I don’t believe you,’ she said right back.
Melvin was speechless. He stammered for a moment trying to find the words to defend himself but nothing came to him.
‘I’ve had enough. You’ve had it out for these boys since they arrived,’ Moira said, sounding exhausted. ‘They’re going to sleep in my room tonight and you’re going to stay here for the rest of the evening. Maybe tomorrow we can work on your… shitty attitude!’
Moira left, slamming the door behind her. Melvin stood alone in his room, still searching for words. Eventually he settled on a single, sharp FUCK, shouted at the floor.