The five of us made our way into my room where we all dropped our bags and sat around to relax. We fired up a console and played some games before the sound of mom's shower could be heard. Living in this house I grew too accustomed to the sound and was practically deaf to it in a way, but some of the other guys looked at each other. I didn't think anything of it when Ivan got up to use the bathroom. I was still intent on winning this match as my favorite character. It only struck me as odd when Austin got up and left the room as well with Ivan not having returned yet. I stood up and poked my head into each room in the house as I passed it only to stop at mom's room. I peered in just in time to see Ivan pocket something and Austin stepping away from mom's bathroom. The sounds of her showering escaped from the door that was still slightly ajar. I stepped back and let my mind process what I had just seen. I was livid.

"Where did everybody go?" Said Jean when I returned.

"Perving on my mom I think." I was staring at the carpet as I said this.

My mind was awash with feelings of anger and betrayal, but not nearly as much as I thought. I knew that this would happen and in a way I wasn't shocked at all that it did. I was more pissed off that I saw Ivan steal something, and I was preparing myself to confront him when the two of them came back into the room.

"What were you guys doing in my mom's room?" I asked, trying to look as intimidating as possible.

"I dropped my wallet somewhere and wanted to ask your mom if she saw it, and I found it in her room." Ivan said, holding up his wallet in an attempt to validate his claim.

"Yeah and I was just helping him look for it." Said Austin.

I didn't believe either of them, and I knew I saw Ivan pick something up off of the floor, or at least I think I did. I wanted to believe them given that they were my friends, and my disgust of them was slightly satiated at the thought that I may have just seen things at an inopportune time. I decided to let it go.

Some time passed and I was watching two of them play video games with Austin and Ivan sitting on the other side of the room, looking at their phones. Austin was sitting on the ground with his back to a mirror and I swear I could just barely make out the picture of a naked woman on his screen that Ivan was so intent at looking at. I thought I was just pandering to my paranoia some more and ignored it until I saw Jean and Theo pull their phones out and look at their screens. They both looked at the other two and snickered. I pretended not to see any of this unfold for the sake of having friends. I wasn't at all popular at school and these guys were the only friends I have, and if I were to excommunicate them from my life I'd be a complete loner. I didn't want to weigh the benefits of having a friend group that molests my mom with their eyes versus being a social pariah with an untouched milf and rumors surrounding him. I put it out of my mind and zoned out while dwelling on all that happened recently.

The guys eventually left without any more suspicious activity to my relief, and my mom was finally safe.

"They seemed nice." Mom said as I closed the door behind them.

"Yeah."

It was all I could stomach to say after what I thought I saw them do.

"You want a beer with your lasagna, my little beer-drinking man?" She said patronizingly.

"I'm just saving those for a party mom, I'm not an alcoholic." I was slightly embarrassed at having to tell her this to get her off my back.

"You're not sharing these with your whole school, are you?" She said this with slight worry at my apparent over-eagerness to appease others.

"It's not a big deal mom, everyone's doing it you know. It's not like I'm the one getting everyone drunk, people are bringing their own." I tried to frame this as nonchalant as possible, but it only seemed to serve as more cause for my mother to worry.

"Well alright Havvie. I know you're not a little boy anymore, and I was just like you at my age..." Mom's voice trailed off before the gears in my head got stuck on those last words.

Did mom really party and get drunk at my age? She must have if she looked anything like she does now. I didn't want to think about all the things guys must have done to her, or the things she did to them. My heart wanted nothing to do with those images, even though the rest of my body did.

"I just want you to be safe is all. You're my only baby, Havvie. I only have you, you know." Mom's green eyes looked so big when she said this.

Powerful waves of motherly guilt and worry battered the walls of my heart and I felt completely defeated. I leaned into her and we held each other. Even though I was as tall as she was, I still pressed the side of my face to her chest like when I was a kid. The feeling of her breath against my face was nirvana, and I swear I could've fallen asleep standing there.

"I know mom, I don't want you to worry. I'll be fine. I'm more worried about you." I said without opening my eyes.

"About me? I have you to protect me. My big, strong, boy Havvie is the only thing I need." She kissed my forehead after she said this and pulled her head back to look at me.

"You're a young man and women will be chasing you everywhere you go, but you'll always be a baby to me, Havvie." Mom's eyes moved back and forth as if she were looking into each of my eyes, peering into my very soul.

I was as if I had to close my eyes for fear of her looking into my depraved, teenaged mind. Her finding out what I really think of her and how I see her is the biggest fear I have. I would do anything to protect her from that dark, revolting side of me and I shut my eyes tightly.

"I love you mom." I said, not knowing what else to say in response to such tender words.

"I love you too, my little Javier." She punctuated her words with a kiss on the cheek, reaching nearly the corner of my mouth.

Before I could pull away however, she wrapped her arms tightly around my head and forcefully pressed her lips against mine in a comical fashion.

"Hmm! You're so cute Havvie! Just don't get any girls pregnant okay? I'm too young to be a grandma."

Mom looked more beautiful in this moment than I could put into words. Her eyes left mine and looked up at my hair as she fixed it, running her dainty fingers through my hair as she had done a thousand times before. I stared hard at her lips as she did this and was nearly lost in their plush luxuriousness. Mom had blowjob lips unlike any other I've seen, but far removed from the Botox, bimbo mouth you'd see on porn stars. What I would give to see those lips wrapped around my cock. I shook my head the instant that thought crossed my mind, and mom thought it was her cue to stop fussing with my hair.

"Uh I won't mom." I said, embarrassed at even the thought.

I went up to my room after dinner and browsed porn site after porn site. I was addicted to milfs. I was more addicted to milfs that looked real, and the amateur stuff was my favorite. The more candid the better, as seeing moms in their natural environment getting mounted by their husbands or coworkers was the best. I imagined whose mom this was, and how important she must be to them. How much her son, if she has one, loves her, and what he'd think if he could see her bent over the arm of their couch getting a train run on her asshole by a bunch of younger guys. Videos of "step moms" being bred by scores of younger men that were likely the same age as their sons were like a drug. Right before cumming, my mind would always dip into the blackest pools of perversion contained deep within my psyche. Before that first wave of dopamine hit, images of mom getting bred and pumped and gaped flooded my mind. Then that post-nut clarity came through and left me feeling like a dirtbag. My own mom, my own beautiful, innocent, loving mother being used like a sex slave was not a thought I was uncomfortable with anymore, and that disturbed me.

The weekend was nearing and anticipation for Eric's party was building. It was Wednesday today and his birthday is this Saturday, but this week felt like it was moving at the speed of molasses. Strange things were happening however as I swear I saw more than a handful of the other students looking at me and smirking. I think word that my friends and I got some beers was spreading, and they were simply impressed. Some of them looked up from their phones and grinned at me and I chalked it up to word of mouth spreading through groupchats. I was excited now for what Laura thought, if she even knew yet.

I felt twice the man I was the whole day, and when my friends asked if they could come over to hang out my inflated ego obliged. These guys helped me on my road to glory, and I wasn't about to abandon them now that word had apparently spread about my exploits. Only when we were halfway to my house on the bus did the thought of them under the same roof as my mom hit me. No matter how triumphant I felt, the thought of her being preyed upon instantly sobered me. I knew it was too late to back out now, and my mind raced through all the possibilities to protect my mom.

"Hey Havvie!" Mom said, while doing squats in the living room with little pink weights in her hands.

"Hey mom. I brought some friends over if that's alright." I said, knowing she was perfectly fine with her son finally bringing friends over for once.

I grimaced at the sight of mom's juicy ass stretching the fabric of her yoga shorts to their limit. I grimaced harder as my friends piled into the living room behind me and dropped their bags near the doorway. My instincts were telling me to separate them from the sight of her exercising as quickly as possible, and I walked toward my room before turning to see a few of them with their phones out, pointed directly at my mom.

"Uh hey, you guys coming?" I asked dejectedly, but still hoping it was enough to snap them out of their lustful haze.

Thankfully all but one of them snapped their attention to me, as if they forgot where they were and followed me to my room. All but Ivan. He took the longest to leave the living room, and even longer to stop ogling my mom's sweaty ass as she did her squats. His gaze scarcely left her wobbling backside as he walked toward the hallway, and I didn't know how I felt, but I pushed those thoughts out of focus. I was determined to distract them from mom as much as possible.

After about an hour of playing video games, Theo offered to grab me a beer. I argued that we needed to save those for the party, but the rest of them reassured me that there were more than enough, and I relented. It took longer than it should for him to return, and I left the room to find my mom now doing yoga to stretch. I ignored the idea that Theo got eye-fulls of her ass and tits while she was working out, and continued into the kitchen. I saw that a can of beer was open on the counter and Theo was looking intently down the open end of a water bottle he was holding.

"Hey man, what're you doing?" I asked, unsure of what to make of the situation.

"Oh your mom wanted me to get her some water." He said, and handed me the already opened can as he walked past me.

"Thank you honey. You can just leave it right there." Mom said to him, while performing a tree pose in her yoga.

Theo and I walked back toward my room and Theo's eyes never left my mom as she was performing downward dog the moment we broke line of sight. I could tell a couple of them were watching me intently as I sipped my beer, and it made me feel some unease.

"You guys didn't want any?" I asked, half-surprised by their self-control so far.

"Oh nah, if we all had beers then it might be a problem."

"Yeah, gotta save some for the party."

I downed the rest of my beer and we continued to play games. After a short while Austin got up to use the bathroom and I noticed his phone was still unlocked on the floor. Without anyone noticing, I quickly picked it up and scrolled through the messages that he had left open. My stomach dropped. It was as follows:

>You saw everything?
Yeah, she was covered in sweat and everything lol
She was doing squats right in front of us on purpose, like she wanted it lmao
>Lemme know how that shit works 2 btw, post some vids lol
No doubt, if it works you'll be getting that 12 megapixel video of her fat wet ass gettin worked real soon

I scrolled up as quickly as I could to get more context.

>Shit!! That fucking ass bro!!!
I know, she was covered in soap and everything it was unreal
>You shouldve taken a video dude upload that shit to pornhub lol
Yeah fr I had no time tho Javier was comin down and he saw Ivan pocket her panties
>You serious?? What he do with them
Jon offered to buy em for 50 bucks but he wanted to keep em
Can't blame him, they are fuckin supreme I smelled them and it was like heaven
They're sexy as fuck too, little black gstring
Them shits was wet when we stole em

My mind was racing at a million miles a second in every direction. My blood grew cold and I almost forgot to put Austin's phone back when I noticed I never heard the door to the bathroom close or the toilet flush.

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna get another beer." I said as I got up to leave.

"Woah, wait up bro. Just chill for a sec." Ivan surprised me when he said this and Jean quickly stood up and pressed a controller into my hands.

"Yeah man, it's your turn."

I was unconvinced and handed him back the controller and pushed past them and headed toward the kitchen. My feet were unsteady and my vision was moving like a kaleidoscope, but I shook it off and walked carefully down the hallway. I silently peered around the corner and what I saw nearly knocked me to the ground.

Mom was kneeling on the ground with her face against the carpet and her knees up to her chest. Austin was behind her with a phone in his hand, and I could clearly see what was on the screen. He was filming her buttocks as closely as possible. I wondered for a moment whose phone it was in his hand and who else was in on this, when I saw it. Austin gently ran his hands over her ass cheeks and prodded and poked the firm flesh with his finger tips. Mom didn't move. I then watched him take his middle finger and I looked intently at the spot where it disappeared up inside her cheeks. He took his finger out slowly and held it up to his nose. My heart twisted itself in a knot when I saw him suck his finger and proceed to pull his pants down with his free hand. His already-erect cock was pointed directly at the spot where my mom's butthole would be, twitching in anticipation. He struggled to pull her yoga shorts down over her ass cheeks with one hand, but he eventually managed it. I watched as he panned the phone very closely in and pointed it directly at mom's butthole. Her brown, triangular flower filled the entire screen and the telltale sound effect of a photo being taken were played again and again. He continued to film mom's asshole winking in the cool air before he lined himself up with her orifice and pushed. The phone was still pointed at the spot where he was entering her, and his thrusts were furtive and shallow. Mom began to stir and groan before Austin quickly pulled his dick out of her and haphazardly pulled her shorts up over her buttocks. That was when he saw me.

"What the fuck did you just do?" I said, my head spinning and my vision blurring.

Austin looked at me wide-eyed and simply stammered.

I could only hoarsely growl through my teeth as I fell to the carpet on my hands and knees.

"Fuck you!" I hissed, as everything grew dark.

The last thing I remember seeing was Ivan dragging my mom by her hair into her bedroom like he was a caveman. Her beautiful, brown hair tangled in his fingers as his fists gripped the luxurious, perfumed locks of hair in his hands. My mother's head and neck being yanked violently as he pulled her across the carpet like a bag of meat. I heard them tell each other to put me in bed. Everything grew black.

I awoke what I believed was several hours later. My room was pitch black and I craned my head toward a clock. It was 1am. My entire body felt like it was being held down with weights and lethargy fogged my mind as I struggled to recall what had happened before I collapsed. I had a dreamless sleep but I faintly remember the sounds of a bed creaking violently and wet sounds of flesh being slapped in a frantic pace. Sounds I could hear even now.

I willed my legs to swing off of the bed as I crawled along the carpet toward my mom's room. I could barely manage to move along the wall and the sounds of carnal debaucheries could be heard more clearly. They were accented with the hoarse panting of a man. When I finally made it to my mother's bedroom door, I struggled to lift my body into at least a kneeling position to better see. I had almost wished I never gathered the strength to leave my room after seeing it.

Theo had my mother's ass cheeks gripped tightly in his fingers as he greedily thrusted into her like an animal. He was red-faced and covered in sweat as my mother's arms and legs shook limply under his depraved assault. I couldn't see my mother's face as the door wasn't open wide enough and I didn't want to reveal myself, but I knew she was face down on the mattress as I could see someone's legs on either sides of her shoulders and her hair bobbing up and down accompanied by wet squelching sounds. A hand idly pawed her breasts while a phone panned back and forth between the source of the wet squelching and the part of my mom that Theo was violating. Eventually he gasped with a wide-eyed look on his face as he groaned like a wounded beast. I could see the base of his cock was red and pulsating before it receded from my mother's backside. It was completely wet with a strand of fluid connecting the tip of his cock to whatever orifice he was defiling, and red from overuse. He was panting as if he ran a mile before slapping one of mom's ass cheeks and stepping aside. Ivan replaced him. He briefly lined himself up with my mom's buttocks and thrust the entirety of his length up into her in one motion. He wasted no time in violating her and was just as forceful and brutal with his breeding.

My poor mother, I thought. I was more sad and scared than angry at this point and I had no idea how I could protect her from them while I was in this state. I began to sob and fell with my hands on the carpet. I was still dizzy and it was but a moment before I blacked out again. Thoughts of my innocent, loving mother being pumped full of cock like an animal flooded my mind as I felt hands carry me back into my room. Away from the woman I love the most. Away from my mom.