Some days had passed and the mood was odd on Jasons house. Mary was acting really normal, like if nothing ever happened, but Jason noticed that she acted with certain shame when he talked about his friends and the party. To her, all that night still felt like a fuzzy dream, and Jason made sure to keep her thinking like this.
It was not as if she knew that Jason knew about it, he was sure about that by the way she talked to him.
Alan and Tommy were really quiet these days, wich made Jason feel tenser as the days passed.
He didnt know what to expect from these two.
But Jason knew exactly what he wanted to happen.
He wanted to feel it again. The humiliation, the degradation, and the pleasure of watching his beautiful mother get fucked by two studs.
***
Two months had passed since the birthday incident ocurred, and things were gradually getting normal again in the Harding's house. No news where heard from Alan and Tommy.
Jason was a little more cheerful lately. Things were getting back to normal, and he was getting used to it.
Maybe that night really had been a mistake, but a mistake they could forget about and move on with their lives. Something that would never happen again, and he thought maybe it really shouldn't.
They were happily preparing dinner today. Mary was back to her normal comportament, smiling more, and even looking back at her sons eyes. Jason were unclear on what to think about all this, but were at least a little glad that things were settling down.
Mary was laughing at some joke she just heard on the tv, and Jason had a grinn on his face too.
Then, the sound of the doorbell cut through the familiar mood in the kitchen.
Mary asked her son if he was waiting for someone tonight, never getting that sweet smile out of her face. He just answered with a confused face and a no.
She then got her hands clean with a towel and went to the front door.
Jason walked to the kitchen entrance and watched his mother answer the door, waiting patiently.
"Good evening, how can i hel-" Mary was saying as she opened the door
But then, she stopped at mid sentece, finally seeing who it was.
Alan. With his kind as usual smile.
"Good night aunt Mary" He said in a content tone.
Jason felt a shiver run down his spine when he heard the boy's voice. He felt tense, anxious, and also his heart racing for some reason.
Mary then noticed her somewhat shocked expression, and staring at the sweet smile of the young man in front of her, felt her worries finally ease.
Everything really did seem to have been a big dream.
She smiled again as kindly as ever.
"Alan! Its been a while" Mary said still holding the door.
"Haha! I guess so." Alan said with a grinn opening his arms and walking over to Mary to hug her.
Even though she is somewhat indecisive, Alan hugs her tightly as the two enter the house with her laughing sweetly as she tried to balance herself with the boy clinging to her.
"I see you've lost some weight aunt" He says in a smarmy tone as he tightens a little more around Mary's waist, pressing her even tighter against his body.
"Oh- Stop fooling around." She said laughing, not believing that the boy was being serious.
Alan then smiled at her saying it was true, and then picked her up just like the they used to play to before.
Mary felt so comfortable with Alan and their innocent and playfull relationship over the years, that she just wrapped her legs around his waist while laughing to his jokes.
Jason could only swallow hard as he saw how Alan carried his mother across the living room with her clinging to him as he held his hands on her butt and looked at her ass with a bastard smile.
Jason then noticed on Alan's shorts a giant bulge that went all the way up to his belly, where his mother pressed herself with her buttocks, not having an idea of on what she was really hugging.
Alan would even jump with her sometimes, just to feel Mary rub up and down against his crotch.
After a long minute, Mary felt like it was time to stop their wrestling, and got up from his lap, to which Alan seemed really sad about.
Mary said she had to get back to the cooking or they would no have anything to eat that night, and so she did.
Alan then turned himself to Jason with a smile and friendly speech. Saying that he missed him while he wrapped his own arm around Jason's neck. They then went and sat down on the couch and Jason would only pretend as if nothing had just happened and that guy didnt just fuck his mom while they talk to each other for a whole hour while Mary finished the dinner.
Jason thought Alan was acting more friendly than usual, not even trying to escape to the kitchen so he could dry his mother off while she cooked. He wondered why.
Anyways, Mary finished and got the dinner to each of them, and they ate it while watching a comedy show on the tv and chat about it. Alan made question to let Mary sit on the center.
Alan had his arm resting on his thigh next to Mary on the sofa and was watching the TV program with a sleepy expression while Jason glared at him with a suspicious face.
Soon, Jason noticed from a corner Alan's hand moving slowly toward his mother's thigh. The boy turned alertly to face him, not believing his imprudence. And then, when Alan finally rested his palm on Mary's thigh, Mary was startled, and turned away. Jason and Mary then saw Alan with his head resting against the back of the couch, his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. Mary smiled at the boy who seemed to be asleep. And Jason looked at him in disbelief, certain that he was faking it.
He then suddenly stood up from the couch, believing that he should not let this continue. Mary looked up at him with a strange face
Jason said that he was already going to sleep, and that he would help Alan get to the bedroom too. Mary grinned and then yawned.
Jason then took Alan by the armpit and wrapped his arm around his shoulder, and began his way to carry him up the stairs.
"I'm just going to finish watching the show and take my shower before bed. Good night, sweethearts."
Jason followed their path to the top of the stairs, until they turned into the hallway and Alan woke up.
"Oh, man- did i slept on the couch?" He said with a drowzy voice while he tried to get up on his own. "Im sorry bro. You can go to your room, imma just take a piss real quick." Alan told him while as he take his arms off Jason's shoulder.
Jason still didn't take Alan's word for it, so he stood waiting as the boy slowly and stumbling sleepily made his way toward the bathroom at the end of the hall. Then, when he entered the bathroom and Jason could hear by there the sound of him pissing, was when he finally sighed and decided to enter his room.
He put Jason's mattress on the floor beside him, and lay down on his bed staring at the ceiling as he tried to understand what was happening.
Why was Alan acting so friendly again? And why did he reappear now after two whole months without even sending a message?
Maybe Alan had given up and was now just wanting to keep in touch while sometimes coming over to admire the fine piece of ass that was his mother?
Jason hoped so.
The door clicked and Alan entered his room and walked over the waitress before sitting on it. Jason didnt say anything.
Alan then, as if he was not even sleepy anymore, started chatting.
"Did you find the video?"
Jason startled his eyes in shock, asking himself if this dude was really capable of posting that video online.
"W-What-" He started balbuciating while turning over to Alan.
The boy had a diabolic grinn onto his face.
"Dont act dumb, deadass. I know youve been searching for it like a crazy dog!" He said with a cocky grinn.
"I-I-I didnt-" Jason tried to explain himself while he got even more desperate every second, thinking he had been discovered.
"Shut up! I dont really fuckin care if you did it or not. You would never find it since Tommy and I managed to post it on the most leak-proof private platform for these kinds of videos." Alan smiled with a smug face.
"You guys really posted it online?!" Jason felt his heart pound like crazy.
"Yep. And we makin money on it too." Alan said while he took his phone out of his pocket. "Anyway, I didn't come here just because of the video." He said as he fiddled with his cell phone. "I came because tonight i'm going to fuck your mother again."
"What?" Jason asked with a mixed expression of confusion and irritation.
Alan was cockier now than he had ever been.
"And you're not going to do anything about it." Alan said with a serene expression as he quietly fiddled with something on his phone.
"Are you an idiot? Why shouldn't I?" Jason asked with an annoyed expression as he stared at the boy who didn't even seem to care.
"Because of this" Alan said and then showed Jason the screen of his cell phone that played a video on it.
Jason felt himself petrify with terror and in an instant his annoyed expression turned to awe.
It was a video from the living room of Alan's house that showed him masturbating while looking through the doorway of Alan's bedroom. The video had no sound.
"Ho-How did you-"
"I have a security camera in my living room, you know, an extra angle is always good in this line of business." Alan said with a smug expression.
"So I don't think you're so dumb as to not realize that if this leaks out your social life will be ruined. A pervert masturbating while watching someone through a doorway? And on top of that, with premature ejaculation?" He said with a serious face. "Hahaha-just kidding, cumming quickly will be the least of your problems."
Jason stared at his cell phone screen in shock. It was as Alan had said, if it got out, he would never be able to act normal again, and worst of all, his mother would find out about him knowing about that night and even being involved.
He knew it was horrible of him to allow this animal to take his mother again, but he had no choice. At least the video of his mother was being posted on a private website, so people close to them would hardly know about it, he thought.
He tried his best to think of solutions to this, but his mind took him nowhere, and then he realized that he was trapped. Alan came prepared for this fight, and with it brought the end of his tranquility.
"What do you need me to do?" Jason asks, confirmating his incapabillity.
"Kukuku- Just the same as you ever did." He said smiling. "Nothing!" Alan completed with a serious and dominating look, to which Jason just looked away in shame.
"But don't worry so much dude." Alan said as he lightly squeezed Jason's shoulder as if to comfort him. "You don't have to stand there feeling like I'm just taking advantage of you. I'll make it up to you, of course." He added with a bright, evil smile.
"How so?" Jason asked with a desolate face, trying to cling to any remaining dignity and hope this guy had left him.
"Since only I was going to come tonight, I arranged with Tommy that I would do a private livestream just for him on the website so he could enjoy the show tonight. So, to pay you back for your important services, I will pass on the link to the livestream to you as well."
Jason's heart begin to beat like crazy. He felt anxious, his head felt hot, and he was, somehow, getting excited too. He knew this all was wrong, and that it was all his falt to all this to be happening. But he couldnt help but to feel excited at this rollercoaster of emotions.
"You dont need to watch it, if you want, but it is a payment to you for all these years being such a being a good and obedient friend." He said in a superiority tone. "Aint i generous? You should even thank me for that, you know?" Alan said while he got up from the waitress.
In a dominating pose, he stand right before Jason, showing him his intimidating figure.
"Say it. Say 'Thanks for fucking my mom, Alan.' " He nearly ordinated while staring at Jason with a serious look.
The boy wasnt even trying to look up. He could not, and would not try to rebound.
And then, after a deep gulp.
"Thanks for fucking my mom, Alan." He said looking at the floor with a sad face.
Alan grinned largely at him. He felt like this battle had been won.
And then, footsteps were heard in the hallway by the two boys.
Alan and Jason looked at the door with antecipation, and heard Mary's bedroom door open on the corridor.
"She's going to bath..." Jason said in a half happy tone. "You're not gonna make it now." He said grinning lightly. "My mom always locks her door when she goes to take her bath."
Alan then grinned like a psychopath. Taking something out of his pocket. Then, he showed Jason something that made him even more frightened.
A key.
"Ho-how did y-" Jason stuttered with a dumb face.
"I made a mold months ago when Tommy and I started planning all this."
Jason found himself paralyzed there staring at a key identical to the one in his mother's room, dangling in Alan's hands. He realized that there was no more hope of saving his mother tonight. He felt weak, incapable. He felt guilty.
He bowed his head again, gritting his teeth in anger.
The two of them heard a noise from the shower running across the hall.
"Well, its time for the show."
Alan turned and started walking out of the room with his cell phone and key in hand.
He left Jasons bedroom closing the door behind him, leaving him in the complete dark.
Jason got anxious pretty quick, panting as he stared at the dark floor of his room.
***
Alan was standing in front of Mary's room holding the key with a serious face. He had not yet tested it. What if it didn't open?
A bead of sweat trickled from his forehead as he slipped the key into the lock, turning it slowly.
Click.
He smiled at the confirmation of his plan.
He entered the room and closed the door behind him, locking it with the key. Then he threw the key on a dressing table and took a closer look inside the room.
It was a simple room with women's things. The bed in the center of the room was a traditional iron double bed.
He moved closer to the bed and again paid attention to the sound of the shower coming from a door on the wall to the right of the bed.
"There is no time to lose." He smiled licking his chops.
***
Jason was in his room still distressed and tapping his feet nervously when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
His body froze and a shiver ran down his spine.
He reached into his trembling pocket and pulled the phone out.
On the screen was a notification of a message from Alan. A link.
He clicked, still trembling. A strange site opened up, and he saw the interface of a video box, and a chat room just below it. The video was loading, and he saw in the corner of the transmission the information that another person was watching the live with him.
And then the screen loaded. He was presented with the image of Alan's face. Smiling like crazy, obviously.
A message appeared in the chat.
"Ty561 - Ready for the night?"
Jason knew it was Tommy.
Alan smiled and forced his eyes open, as if reading something. And then he replied with a muffled laugh as he tapped the screen.
"Kukuku- You have no idea-" He said and then switched to the back camera on his cell phone.
Jason's eyes widened.
Alan was recording his rock hard cock hanging out. On the floor below just his clothes lying around and a fluffy red carpet.
This was huge. Jason was not tiny, but he was certainly nowhere near as big as Alan. He had seen him before a few times when Alan had pulled him out in front of him to masturbate to videos of women who looked like his mother, but he seemed to have grown a few inches.
Another message had appeared in the chat.
"Ty561 - Fucking hell, stop this shit already and go do your job. I don't know how I managed to lose on that coin toss."
Jason felt like shit.
"They bet my mother on a coin toss?"
That was the height of his humiliation.
"Okay okay man, stop crying already." Alan said while laughing softly.
He then moved the camera to the bathroom door and and walked over to it.
He recorded his hand going toward the doorknob, and then turning it slightly.
***
Inside the bathroom Mary was taking her shower with a smile on her face. Every now and then she laughed lightly, remembering one of the jokes she had heard on the TV program earlier.
Her sculpted body seemed even hotter with the water running over it.
Her figure was perfect with her breasts and hips in the right sizes, nothing exaggerated. Neither too small nor too large.
She had her eyes closed with her face raised to the shower that was washing her gracefully, when she heard the bathroom door opening.
She thought she had closed the door and the window. How could the wind have opened it?
She turned around with a surprised look on her face.
Alan was standing in the doorway of her bathroom with a towel around his shoulders and his bat standing like a pole in her direction.
"Yaaa!" With a startled yelp she tried unsuccessfully to cover her parts with wide eyes.
"Alan! What- what are you-" She stammered with a startled face as she stared into the face of the young man who was smiling brightly.
She then got to think about how he had managed to get in there. She was sure she had locked the door.
"I'm here to fuck you, Auntie." Alan said in a sweet tone as he took a step forward, closing the door behind him.
"Wh-what?" Mary said facing the boy with a confused and frightened expression.
"Isn't that obvious? kukuku-" He says as he positions his cell phone on the bathroom sink so that his camera would catch the entire glass box of the bathroom. "I came here just to taste you again. You know, just like on the birthday, kukuku."
The image of those strange dreams she remembered having came to her mind.
"We-were those not dreams?!" She asked with a stunned face.
"Dream my ass. Tommy and I screwed you in every way possible that night, and you don't even remember? How mean of you Mary." Alan said faking an annoyed tone facing Mary with an incredulous smile. "Yet, don't need to worry, I'll help you remember- kukuku-"
Alan said and smiled approaching the bathroom stall while taking the towel off his shoulder.
"Now stay still so we can have some fun, okay?"
The images of that night were slowly coming into Mary's mind. The way the two of them had filled her up with drink. How they drove her to Alan's house, carried her into that room, and all the things they did to her. Alan wasn't such a sweet boy after all.
She saw the tall, strong and frightening Alan approaching her with his enourmous rock hard cock.
"S-stay away from me!" Mary screamed, pressing herself against the bathroom wall, trying to get away from him.
Alan just smiled as he placed the towel over the stall frame, and brought his hand to open the glass shower door.
"JASON! JASON! JASOOON!" She screamed as hard as she could at that moment.
***
Jason heard the screams from across the hall at the same time he heard them on the broadcast.
He was crazy nervous. Anger. He wanted to help his mother, but he couldn't.
He closed his eyes with a pained expression.
"Ty561 - I hope she resists a lot. Lol"
And then, in the midst of his mental adrenaline rush, Jason felt something grow in his shorts.
***
Alan laughed staring at her from outside the pit.
"He's not coming to help you, auntie. I've had it out for him all night."
"W-what have you done to my son?" She said in a concerned tone.
"I'd worry more about myself if I were you." Alan said while entering the glass stall holding his raging cock.
Mary was trembling, leaning against the bathroom wall, with no way out. The boy was between her and the exit from the glass shower stall.
She didn't know what had happened to Jason, but she knew she had to call for help. She didn't know what this young man was capable of. Not after everything he had already done.
She opened her mouth and was about to scream, when Alan jumped the already little distance between them and covered her mouth with his hand.
She widened her eyes, feeling the force of his grip on her face. She then tried to use her hands to get his arms of her, but he was much stronger than she was.
Alan stared at her with a serious and threatening face.
"You can scream all that you want, bitch. " He said with a frightened face. "No one will come rescue you from me tonight."
Her eyes closed for a moment, watering a little. Muffled sounds still came out of her mouth.
She felt the full length of Alan's cock pressing against her belly and her eyes opened again to see him staring at her with an aroused and excited face. Her muffled cries grew louder, and she tried harder and harder to free herself from Alan's strong body pressing her against the wall.
He clicked his tongue.
With his other hand he took the towel he had hung on the glass door frame. Then he turned Mary with his strong arms so that her back was to him.
She didn't even have a chance to resist his strength.
And then he pressed himself against her again. Forcing his crotch and his huge cock between Mary's buttocks.
Mary screamed as loud as she could when she felt the thickness of it rubbing against her ass, but her voice couldn't escape Alan's hands.
He then grabbed the towel, and in one swift motion used it to switch places with his hand in Mary's mouth which was open because she was trying to scream.
The towel completely covered her mouth, letting out only the faint sounds of her attempts to scream.
She tried with all her might to pull the towel out her mouth, but Alan pulled so hard on it that even Mary's head went a little backwards.
Alan then tied the towel tightly in a knot behind Mary's neck, finally getting his hands free.
He then used his hands to easily pull both of Mary's hands that were struggling to get the towel out of her mouth. And then, he used only one hand to hold both of the woman's arms behind her back.
"Mmmpf- Mmm- HHHHM" Mary whimpered in muffled sounds and screamed, being completely overwhelmed.
She was completely at his mercy now, and the fun was just beginning.
He grinned at her as he held his huge cock in his free hand, using it to slap her ass.
"Now, let the show begin. kukuku-" Alan said with a bastard laugh.
And then he used his hand to guide his cock between Mary's thighs, seeking her entrance, and then teasing her.