Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Fbb bb inc My brother and I woke up early the next morning. Early for two kids on summer vacation, that is. The clock hadn't yet hit 8, and we were wide awake, just lying there. Tony looked over at me. "Did you sleep at all last night?" "Nope," I said. I turned my head, but didn't take it off the pillow. "How could I sleep? All I could see all night was mom's pussy pushing through her panties!" My voice was excited but quiet; I didn't want mom to hear me talking about her quite like that. I propped up on one arm. "No, shit!" Tony's voice was as intense and soft as mine. "I can't think of anything else, and I still can't believe it! I mean, I pointed my peter at mommy's pussy, and shot my cum on her panties! " "Oh, man! I don't think I've squirted that hard ever!" I paused before continuing to gather my words. "She wants us to clean up afterward next time." My tone was matter of fact, but my face was excitement and worry. "Have you thought about that yet?" I couldn't help showing half a grin at the prospect of his answer. "Oh, yes, I've thought about it a lot." He looked up at me and continued, "I couldn't sleep for thinking about it." His eyes were large and wide as he looked at me for my reaction. "I want to do it." I felt relief wash over me, and I relaxed. I looked my brother in the eye. "I do, too." We stared at each other for a good long minute. "You know we're going to be licking up each other's cum, right?" I realized my heart was pounding at the prospect. My morning wood threatened to split wide open. Tony's face was red, and I could see through the covers that he was having the same problem as me. He looked at me with an evil grin. "Man, I'd lick anything off mom's panties!" We both laughed, and I fell back on my pillow. "So would I." The thought kept my erection shaking. "God, it's all I can do not to touch myself!" The door swung open, and we both shot up in the bed! The bed sheet fell away far enough to expose us both, and our little penises pointed toward the ceiling. "Well, I'm glad to hear that!" Mom was suddenly in the doorway, and I couldn't help but wish I'd made my last remark more quietly. She stood there wearing one of dad's old shirts, which was large enough to hang more like a mini dress. The door stood open wide, and then we both saw dad step out of their room. Mom leaned back far enough to get a kiss goodbye. Dad glanced into our bedroom and smiled, waved, and left for work. Mom came in and closed the door behind her. I was stunned, and Tony's jaw dropped! I stammered, "B-b-but mom..?" Dad couldn't know about this, could he? Mom came in and sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. "Now, before you two get all worked up, I did have a talk with your father last night after we went to bed. I didn't go into catching you with my panties, so just calm down. What I did do, was explain that I feel it's necessary to supervise your sexual development, and that includes masturbation. Your father agrees. We don't want you to learn about women from one of your buddy's porno mags. You'll learn from me." Tony and I exchanged glances, and mom continued. "Like we discussed last night, you'll be allowed to masturbate, but only when I am here to supervise. Is that understood?" We both nodded. Mom's face went from stern parent to warm mother. She leaned back in her chair, parting her legs only slightly. As her shirt rode up, I could make out just a hint of panty. Then, she started unbuttoning her shirt. My eyes were transfixed! She didn't open it up completely, but plenty wide to see she was wearing no bra! We both stared at mom's bare cleavage. "Now, slide down here, boys. Come to the foot of the bed." We complied. We slid across the top of the covers and stood with erections out, facing our mother. She looked us up and down. She reached out and cupped my testicles with one hand, then reached over and did the same to Tony. "They feel nice and full," she teased. "You boys will have a lot to clean up." She shot a look at each of us to see what we thought of the prospect. My heart was bursting in my chest, and my mouth was dry as a bone. I looked her in the eye and said very simply, "Yes, mommy, we do." Mom leaned back and smiled broadly. "Then come to mommy and show me how much you have." She watched intently as Tony and I stroked our penises. We were already hard and leaking, so I knew this wouldn't take long. That's when mom did something that sped things up: she opened her shirt! We both stopped stroking but held our cocks tight as we drank in the sight of mom's breasts! Large and full with hard brown nipples, they sagged only slightly; they were every bit as beautiful as I had imagined. Tony didn't even get to rub his cock again- he looked at her and shot right then! Five, maybe six ropes of cum shot all over mom's panties and stomach. I was frozen; I had hit mental overload! Watching his orgasm across our bare-breasted mother had me mesmerized. Mom sensed my confusion and reached over, grasped my penis and pulled me straight up to her crotch. She started rubbing the head of my dick up and down across her panties! The touch of satin across the head of my penis was electric! As she rubbed me up and down, I could feel the touch of my penis against her labia- I exploded! My orgasm came so hard that I had to lean forward and catch myself on her legs to keep from falling. My breath was in short gasps, and I my pulse pounded in my ears. "That's a good boy," she whispered. She waited for us both to catch our breath, and then asked, "Are you ready?" We knew what she meant. We both nodded our consent. "Then go ahead," she said, and gently pushed us down on our knees. My brother and I knelt there, shoulder to shoulder, looking at our messes. We had talked about this, however briefly, and now our anticipation was to be answered. The need to touch my mother's panties overrode any apprehension or reservation I might have had. I licked at the satiny material, and lapped up a dollop of my brother's and my cream. The salty warmth filled my mouth, and I held it there to savor the taste. It was salty/sweet and thick. I swallowed, and went back for more. Soon, we were both lapping up our ejaculate off our mother's panties. She'd tilted her head back and closed her eyes with our labors. The smell of our sperm mixed with mom's musky scent was intoxicating! As I licked, I could not only taste my cum, but I could also feel her pussy beneath my tongue. I focused on the crotch of her panties, while Tony stood to lick the rest from mom's stomach. As he stood, I saw that he was as hard as I was. It didn't take long for us to clear mommy of our cum. We stood up smiling, and I even licked the leftover sperm from my lips. Mommy opened her eyes and smiled at us. "That's my good boys!" Mom looked at both of us proudly. "Cleaning up your mess wasn't so bad, was it?" Tony piped up first. "No, mommy, I kind of liked it." "So did I," I followed up. We were both still breathing hard. "Good," she said, and pursed her lips. "You two go shower. We've got a big day ahead of us." We spent most of the day outside playing, like any normal boys in the summer. We spent most of the day in the woods behind our neighbor's house- a grown over half acre full of small, climbable trees and bike trails. By afternoon, we found ourselves sitting in a dug-out "fort", blocked off from the rest of the woods by three trees on one side and a large bush on the other. It offered great cover for snowball fights or capture the flag. There were a couple other such hideouts, but this was the best protected, and the most private. We'd been there a while, and found ourselves in the middle of a quiet moment. Tony broke the silence. "Are you thinking about this morning?" He couldn't have been more dead-on. "God, how could I not be?" I smiled at him, and he looked relieved. He sat on the ground across from me, and we spoke in excited whispers. "Oh, man! I get shaky just thinking about it! Mom sat there, fresh out of bed with dad- in her panties, and showing us her titties! I barely stroked at all! My peter just exploded!" He was smiling and excited, and almost giddy with the memory. I could definitely sympathize. "Dude, I could feel her pussy under her panties! I mean, really feel her pussy! I thought I was going to pass out!" Tony laughed me. "That was funny." I continued, "and seeing mom covered in our cum like that, well, that was too much. Pass out, nothing- I thought I was gonna die!" We both stared off into space for a moment, wrapped up in the memory. I thought about my next statement for a long minute. I likely knew what his response would likely be, but committing enough to say it- that would expose me even more. I decided it was worth the risk. "I even liked cleaning up our cum." It really was "our" cum, not just mine. Our ejaculate was mixed all over our mother's panties. We had licked and sucked up every square inch and looked for more. Tony's face was pale with nervous anxiety. He had the same reservations about admitting what he liked about our encounter as I did. He risked a smile. "Like you said, it was `our' cum. I liked knowing I had some of your cum in my mouth." He swallowed hard, and waited. I owed him the truth. "Me, too. I liked knowing I was eating your cum, too." We stared at each other in silence, processing exactly what that meant. I did enjoy it. I could tell from the look on my brother's face that he did, too. The combined eroticism of rolling my tongue across our mother's panty clad sex and then swallowing mine and my brother's cum set me into a sexual fog; one I still hadn't stepped out of. I wanted to do it all again- I wanted to feel our mother's sex- I wanted to smell her through the damp cloth protecting her- I wanted to taste my brother's cum while doing it all. "What about tonight," Tony asked. "What do you think she'll have us do tonight?" That was a good question. Mom seemed to be moving us forward one step at a time, I just wasn't sure where we were going. "I don't know, but did you see how much she seemed to be enjoying the whole thing? What if we're getting her off, too?" "God, wouldn't that be the hottest thing in the world? I'd love to see mom cum!" The mental image blinded me for an instant. "I'll bet she cums with dad." I added that mental picture to the collection. Half to myself I said, "I'd love to see that." Bedtime couldn't come fast enough. We had finished dinner, washed up, and were getting our pajamas on when mom called us from the hallway. "Jack, Tony, come out here please!" We hopped up straight away, and met her outside her bedroom door. She was standing there in her bra and panties- a sight I will never tire of! Mom in her intimate wear held an indescribable pleasure for me. Knowing that her sex was just behind those tiny thin pieces of cloth was enough to start the blood rushing to my penis! Tony was much the same way- we had even talked about which of her underwear we liked the most, and what must be hidden just behind it. "Come with me into the bathroom. I need to take a shower, and you boys need to be there." Her tone showed that she had something very specific in mind, and Tony and I looked at each other in surprised excitement. The thought that we would be seeing mom completely naked had our hearts pounding; you could have watched our faces turn red. We followed her into the bathroom like two little ducklings, our tented pjs leading the way. Mom stepped all the way over to the tub, and turned on the hot water to let it warm up. She pulled a towel off the rack, and laid it across the top of the commode, and addressed us both. "You'll remember, I asked you boys what you thought about when you touched yourselves. I think it's important for you to keep your fantasies in perspective, and don't have unrealistic ideas about men and women. I was very pleased when you told me yours, and how simple they both really are." Mom looked at us with smiling eyes. "Of course, I'm sure each of you has many more fantasies, but this isn't about making your dreams come true. This is about making sure your sexual desires don't get out of control, and to ensure your respect for your partner. Is that clear?" Both of us nodded our agreement. "Good. Now you two get naked and wait for me to get out. Jack, you are the older brother. I want you to have a towel ready." We were naked in a flash- two little boys with erections pointing at their mother. The words echoed through my head- `have a towel ready'. I couldn't believe it! Mom was going to walk us through a masturbation fantasy! Like any boy, I must've had hundreds of them, but this is where they all began- with mom letting me explore her body. I tried to process what was happening, and failed miserably. I couldn't wrap my brain around what was going on. All I could do was let my body react. Very quickly my body found a lot to react to. Mom stood and started by taking off her bra. I know that doesn't sound like a lot, but this was only the second time she'd shown her breasts to us, and we'd been talking about them all day. Mom saw our expressions and helped us out. "Go ahead and touch yourselves if you want. Just don't cum." My brother and I stood side by side, each of us stroking ourselves. Mom set her bra on the back of the toilet, and looked at both of us. Smiling, she slipped down her panties and stepped out of them! Mom was letting us see her completely naked! Intoxicating! She stood in front of us with her arms extended, showing herself to us. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy! It was the first real pussy either of us had ever seen, (outside of Uncle Rick's Playboy collection) and it had been the object of our lust since before puberty! Mom wore a full bush of pubic hair, neatly trimmed just below the panty line. The hair was black with wisps of white throughout. I could see just the hint of her pussy lips at the bottom. Suddenly I realized how close I was to cumming, and let go of my penis like it was on fire! I blew my breath out in short bursts and strained every muscle in my body to keep from shooting! Once I was sure I had it beaten, I looked up to mom and she was chuckling. Tony was having similar difficulties; holding both hands on his head and clinching his jaw. His peter was as stiff as mine, and we were both dripping already. Mom pulled the curtain back, and stepped into the shower. "No cumming, you two," she hollered over the curtain as she pulled it to. "You can play with each other as much as you want. I'll be out in a minute." Tony stepped up beside me and whispered, "Did she just say, `play with each other'?" The context of her words finally stuck. "Oh, man! I think she did!" I was glad for the loud splash of the shower, because my whisper wasn't as quiet as I would have liked. At the thought of what she meant, I looked down at my brother's penis. It was pointed straight up, so hard his foreskin had pulled all the way back, and pre-cum was dribbling down the shaft. Suddenly all I could think about was all the times we've watched each other cum. I felt my dick twitch. Tony was as taken by her implication as I was. We stood, staring at each other's erections. We broke our stare long enough to make eye contact. That's when I reached over and touched him. I didn't decide to touch him, mind you. It's as though my hand reached out of its own accord. My touch was light, my hand open. I gently pressed my palm against his shaft, and cupped his testicles in my fingers. He jumped, but only at the initial touch, not out of fear. I squeezed him gently. It felt strange- almost surreal. The heat from his groin was intense, and the tender hardness of his penis pulsed under my touch. I spun my hand around and grasped his shaft tight at the base. I felt my mouth go dry. Tony then reached over with both hands, wrapping one around my glans, and cupping my balls in the other. We stroked each other, getting used to what it felt like- exploring each other's genitals. The feeling was fantastic! We rubbed our hands all over each other, getting lost in the moment, wanting to touch and stroke every square inch. We were both breathing fast, and I Tony let a low moan escape. That's when I became aware that the water wasn't running, and I wasn't sure how long it had been off! I jerked my head around and there stood mom, with the shower curtain open, dripping and staring at her two sons. Both of us froze to the spot! "Well," she said, "that was nice! I'm sorry I interrupted!" Mom was teasing us. We blushed furiously and each moved our hands back to our sides. "There'll be time for that later. Right now, Tony, hand me a towel for my hair." Tony grabbed a towel off the rack, and mom spun it around her hair. She was so beautiful standing there; naked and dripping from her shower. We both just stared, wrapped up in the sight. I suddenly remembered her instruction from earlier, and grabbed the towel from the back of the commode, and held it out to her. Mom shook her head. She stepped out of the shower and onto the bath mat. "No, Jack. I want you to dry me. Take the towel, and just dry me like you do when you touch yourself." Mom was never dirty about it. She could be sultry, to be sure, but she was never crude. You'd never hear a "cunt" or "cock" uttered from her mouth; she was always very proper, all things considered. I held the towel in shaking hands, and glanced over at my brother for some extra bravery. My heart was absolutely in my mouth. Tony stood there, staring at us both, stroking his dick. I turned back toward mom and kneeled down, and started with her feet. I patted them both dry as she stood there, and wrapped the towel around her calf and rubbed right up her thigh. My hands stopped several inches below her crotch, and I heard her sigh when I did. I swallowed hard, and worked back down that leg, stepped around and worked right back up the other. I was close enough to smell her; the freshness of the shower mixed with the sweet musk of her sex. Again, I stopped just shy of her vagina, and then stepped around behind her. I was staring intently at each part of her body as I worked. Every inch of my mother's body had become a focal point for me, and every part aroused me. Standing behind her, I was greeted by her beautiful round behind! I all but drooled as I set the towel at the top of her hips and rubbed it down around each cheek. My moment of truth had arrived. In every fantasy, I would arrive at this point. Here, behind my mother, reaching between her legs. I slid the towel between her thighs to the point I stopped at when drying her. Then, with a gulp, and a blinding beat of my heart, I slid the towel up, under my hand, until the top of my hand rested against her sex. She was so warm. I could feel the pressure and heat of her labia pushing down. Mom was wet, and I could tell that only part of it was from the shower; I could feel mom's oils on my hand. Mom stood stiffer with the contact, but didn't move. Just a low, "Hmmmmm," escaped her lips. I held my hand there for a long moment, and the racing in my chest began to blur my vision. I held onto her hips with my other hand for support. My penis threatened to explode. "Mommy," I questioned, and she looked back to see my face. I had hit stimulation overload, and she could see it. "Okay, baby. This is all a bit much. Come around and let mommy sit down." She guided me around next to Tony, and she took her seat on the commode. Tony was still stroking, but I dared not. Mom nodded to my baby brother and patted her thigh, giving him permission to ejaculate on her. He did so spectacularly, covering her thigh, and even spraying some across her stomach. He stood there, red faced and panting, trying to come down from his orgasm. Mom patted his cheek and then turned to me. "I think it's only appropriate that I do this for your big brother!" She reached down, and took my penis in her hand. She had to know how close I was to ejaculating- she grasped my penis firmly and squeezed as she twisted her hand around the shaft. I came instantly, squirting across her hand, up her arm, and across her thighs. I almost passed out! Mom sat there with a devilish grin. "Now, look what you have done!" Her grin was broad. "Who," she teased, "is going to clean me up?" She looked back and forth between us, fully expecting to watch us drop where we were to go about our "duties". Tony and I looked at each other, and Tony's eyes were questioning. I nodded my assent to the unspoken question. We traded places. Mom's eyes widened. "Nice," she said, offering her approval. Once back beside her, I kneeled down and looked at my brother's mess before me. I glanced up to see Tony holding mom's hand tight to his mouth, cleaning away. I grasped her thigh, and began licking and sucking up Tony's cum! I painted her thigh with my tongue, and I was as much in lust for my brother's ejaculate as I was hypnotized by my mother's flesh. I took my time- we both did. By the time we were done, mom was completely free of our sperm, and our faces were wet with saliva and cum. I looked over at Tony as I stood, and he had the same glow on his face that I did; standing and waiting- expecting our mother's approval. We were not disappointed. Mom looked at us with smiling eyes. She placed a hand on each of our faces. "My boys! You make me very happy. Look how close you've become! It's not every pair of brothers in the world that get to experience what you do. Now, wipe off your faces, go say `goodnight' to your dad, and get to bed. It's late." We each took a towel and wiped the glaze off our faces. Looking in the mirror, I suddenly felt very proud. I know that sounds strange, but I did. Maybe "proud" is the wrong word. I was very happy with myself. Like any son, I was happy with myself for having pleased our mom. I do think, however, that I was even happier that I'd had the courage to go ahead and touch my brother the way I did. Granted, it was after our mother's prompting, but I did it all the same. I was so scared of his reaction; of mom's reaction. It doesn't matter how much consent was implied beforehand, the prospect of rejection after crossing that line was terrifying. Crossing it felt very nice. Tony looked at me with a giddy grin, and we turned to leave. The fact that mom just sent us out to our father naked didn't even faze us, but mom still found a way to make us blush. As we turned to leave, she reached out and slapped us each on the butt! "And such pretty tushies!" She laughed and chased us out of the bath. Feedback is always appreciated! jqheart@yahoo.comMother Takes Control Chapter 2