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 Mommy's Love Denied

   By Mathew Elizabeth

   Chapter Twelve

   **Scott - At the Mental Hospital**

   The day had finally come.  I was walking frantically backwards and
forwards as I waited for the officers to tell me she had arrived.  I had
been housed in this mental hospital for over a week.  I was contantly
bullied by dangerous crazy boys and being brain probed by a beautiful
latina psychologist named 'Miss Bunda'.  I desperately missed my mother and
I awaited her arrival.  I didn't care that her and my thirteen-year-old
classmate Ryan were having sex; I simply didn't care anymore.  She was my
mother and I loved her so much.  I made such a terrible mistake.  If I
could rewind time I would.  I would have accepted what was happening if I
had known it would all lead to this.

   My locked padded room was built with two beds bolted to the floor.  My
bunk mate was a annoying thirteen-year-old named Mike.  He was as crazy as
bat-shit with poisonous berries.  But we got along well enough.  He was
bug-eyed, hyperative and a hypersexual pervert.  For some reason I had told
him alot about what happened and why I was sharing a room with him.  Like I
need to explain myself for intruding on his privacy or something like that.

   Turns out there was nothing private about Mike.  He blurted out my story
to all the boys in the mental hospital and they all drooled and teased me
like the violent creeps that they were.  They said how much they wanted to
meet my hot mum and congratulate my classmate Ryan for a job well done. 
Despite this; I continued telling my story to Mike.  I wanted to keep
myself occupied until my mother arrived.  I was hoping she was coming to
finally take me home; but I wasn't sure.

   All my beautiful mother would need to do was sign me off and agree to
take me home; so long as I were to see a psychiatrist and go on hardcore
medication.  I was willing to do that; no problem.  All Mum needed to do
was take me home and everything will be as it should be; shouldn't it?
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   **Penny - At Home - Two Weeks Before**

   I was in the kitchen; putting away Scott's dirty plates he had for
breakfast.  He was always such a grub when he eats.  I was in a good mood
though.  It was my day off and Ryan was planning on seeing me and skipping
school.  I decided to wear the new denim jean short-shorts for him.  I
thought I looked very sexy in them and they showed off my large bottom for
the boy.  I could feel the fresh air quiver below the bottom half of my
bare bum cheeks that were folding under the tight denim material.  I am so
sexy; I thought.

   "Penny!" I could hear Ryan call out from the front door, letting himself
in, "We're here!"

   What does Ryan mean by "we're here?" I thought to myself.

   I walked though the hallway; I felt my bum tightly shift backwards and
forwards within my denim shorts as I walked towards the enterance.  To my
surprise Ryan wasn't alone.  With him he brought his friends Justin, Andrew
and Josh.  They all stood there and gawked at me like silly goof-offs; awe
struck by my tight attire.  Ryan had obviously told them everything.  I
didn't need Ryan to explain himself; their vibe was so obvious.

   "Oh...Hello boys." I said elegantly greeting them.

   "Hey Penny," I heard the three others say unevenly and at different
times.  They looked nervous and were shuffling their feet on the ground not
looking me in the eye.  But they had the most mischievous grin; like they
were doing something very naughty at the moment.  I simply gave them all a
dry smile.

   "So what do we have here Ryan?" I said to Ryan with a raised eyebrow,
"Skipping school and bringing your friends over too huh?  You let them in
on our little secret did you?  Couldn't help yourself?"

   "These guys more or less figured it out for themselves.  Scott was the
one that told them that I was sleeping in your resort room and they put the
pieces together.  Scott's a dopey fuck."

   "Don't call Scott Dopey,"I complained; even though I still sighed at the
annoyance that was my own blood born son.

   "Ummm....we also got to sort out how you should punish Scott.  I brought
the other's over because they could input their idea's.  We are bound to
figure out ways we can humiliate him and give you a good reason."

   "Hmmm...well that is helpful...Even after a week I simply can't find a
good enough excuse to punish Scott."

   Ryan and I looked at each other and we both made a crooked guilty face.
Even after all this fantastic sex we had been having with one another; we
were still human beings who knew what we were doing was taboo.  But despite
the guilt we both shared; it made our sex all the more passionate, intense
and risky.  Ryan and I knew it when when we made love; looking into each to
each other's eyes; the window to the soul; and combined our bodies.

   "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this." I started "The punishment thing I
mean.  It's cruel and unjust ; and I don't consider myself a cruel and
unjust type of person." I was playing with my blonde hair; lost in a
doubtful look.

   "Well I don't think you punished him properly when he said that I 'have
no Mum'', I think you still owe me!" Ryan's tone was very authoritorian as
he looked me in the eyes in a intense sexual way.  It made my pussy hot and
wet as it brought me back to incredible rough sex he gave my buttocks the
week prior.  My bum was still sore after all this time.  It made me blush
and melt to his commands and desires.  But it wasn't just that.  I believed
Ryan was truly hurt by that comment that Scott made nearly a couple of
months ago.  I could see it in his eyes and he deserved some kind of
justice.

   "It's true." I relented, "I hardly punished Scott at all; let alone when
he said such a hurtful thing to you; my precious Ryan."

   I then put my hand under his chin and we looked at each other like we
were the happiest 'pretend mother and son' to ever exist.  Even though it
was all a fantasy.  It felt more real and biological than I ever felt with
Scott.  The other boys looked in wonder to my expression towards Ryan. 
They had an expression of enlightened envy.  Like the boys were so happy
for the two of us and that Scott didn't matter at all.

   Spiky haired Justin broke the ever so sensual silence between us all. 
"We could make out that Scott left porn on his computer screen and you
happen see it?" Justin proposed.

   "Holy shit," Ryan face turned away from my palm to look at Justin, " Why
didn't I think of that?  It's so simple it's brilliant.  Hell I shouldn't
of invited you guys over; I would of figured it out eventually.  Penny and
I could of been having sex in celebration right now!"

   "Ryan!" I called out to his rudeness.

   "Well don't let us stop you." Justin grinned.

   "Yeah Ryan," Andrew mocked, "Tell us how you pound her 'tushy'; as you
put it."

   The three boys laughed and Ryan and I just stood next to each other; red
in the face.

   "Shut up guys!" Ryan complained crossing his arms; his bottom lip
extending comically towards his nose; showing his grumpy and protective
side.  It was very cute.

   "Does anyone know Scott's computer password though?" Ryan said; trying
to keep to the subject at hand.

   "I do...you do need us for something after all; huh," Blonde sturdy Josh
chuckled, " If he hasn't changed it since I saw him type it a year ago; I
know the code."

   "Awesome; let's go" Ryan said and lead the other three boys with him
down the hall towards Scott's room.

   "OK whatever," I said like I was giving permission, "I suppose your
right and he deserves it."

   They all rushed down the hall except curly haired Andrew; who stopped to
chat with me.

   "I thought for sure Ryan wouldn't be able to have sex with you when he
planned it." Andrew quetly began, " I was so wrong.  Wow, your his
girlfriend now!  Plus your Scott's beautiful mum!  That's incredible; I'm
so jealous!"

   I giggled, "Ryan made a bet that he would seduce me did he?"

   "Yeah he did," Andrew smiled, "He really cares about you.  He has
fancied you since before you wen't went to that trip to the 'Snow-Plains'.
Me and the boy's knew he was pretending to be the alias 'Rhyno' and was
chatting with you on that chat program.  But we never thought you were
going to be into him when you found out he was ACTUALLY your son's
classmate."

   "I wasn't just the fact that he was 'Rhyno'; Little Ryan and I have a
history." I began to explain to Andrew, "Ryan has always been precious to
me.  I've always seen him as a second child.  I used to baby sit him nearly
as much as I raised Scott.  Ryan's father and I were both single parents
and so busy with shift work plus underpaid that we barely spent time to
relax.  Ryan was like the child I never had but without all the headache
and stress that came with raising Scott.  It was like a child with
benifits. He was always funnier than Scott; smarter than Scott; more
affectionate than Scott."

   "So do you love him?" Andrew asked " Instead of Scott?"

   "Don't get me wrong; at the time I always put Scott first.  He was the
son I gave birth to; and I still love him; even now.  But he has been an
absolute pain this year!  Ever since has been criticising my body and and
drew that horrible picture of me.  Ryan doesn't seem to have the character
flaws Scott has.  I feel Ryan needs a motherly figure in his life.  He
deserves it."

   "But...do you love him MORE than Scott?"

   I paused...I didn't know how to answer the question except to say; "I
really don't know"

   So after that; Andrew joined the other boys in Scott's room and I let
them do what they did to the computer.

   It took the boys a while to dig up some weird and interesting stuff. 
When I walked into the room and saw what was on Scott's computer screen; my
eyes widened to the sick, strange things that my son was sexually into.  I
asked if this was indeed what Scott looked up on the internet and wasn't
something they planted.  All the boys insisted that this was legitimate.

   I frowned when I looked at all the perverted things my son looked up on
the internet.  I scrolled through page after page and realised how sad and
depraved my son Scott really was.  I thought I was a fetish freak; but
compared to my depraved son; I was nothing.

   Scott was going to get his punishment alright.  Not just because he is
thirteen-year-old and shouldn't be looking at pornography.  But because the
things he looked up was a display of his poor character and low self of
steam.  The way my pimply son Scott is growing up is disgusting!  He needed
to know that the way he is acting is wrong.  It was my duty as a mother I
suppose.

  
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   **Scott - Home - Five Hours Later**

   I walked up the driveway and arrived home from a lonely day at school.
For some reason none of my group of friends were at school.  The male
teacher that was head of role call walked up to me during lunch and told me
to tell my friends that they were going to be in big trouble if they
couldn't make up an excuse as to why they have ALL not attended school.  I
simply shugged my shoulders and told the teacher what he wanted to hear,
"Yes sir.".  My guess was as good as his.  What could my group of friends
be up to?

   "SCOTT!" My blonde mum yelled at me as I walked in the door with my
pack-pack hanging from my right arm.  She marched towards me like an angry
amazon goddess.  I couldn't help but smile at her sexy angry tone as the
hallway shook from her heavy meaty legs within those tight denim shorts; it
was such a turn on.  I was scared indeed; but not scared placid; scared
hard.

   "This is the final straw buddy!" She pointed, " I walked past your room
today and noticed pornography on your computer!  That's not appropriate
Scott; your only thirteen turning fourteen!"

   "ShitI" I said with my palm placed to my head.  How was that possible? I
remember locking my computer screen so she couldn't see; and even so; it's
not like I have the porn pages on display to be ready for me when I get
home.  Oh my god; the things my mum could of seen!  My face went pale, my
face went sweaty and clammy and my eyes were wide like saucers.

   "You shouldn't be looking at that stuff!  I would usually ground you
like a normal kid.  But since you never go out anyway I'm taking away your
video-games until I say otherwise!"

   "Are you kidding me!" I complained, " I'm halfway through the latest
"Persona'!  You can't do this!"

   ."....and no Internet either!"

   "What?...Whatever!" I scoffed and walked past her towards my room and
slammed my door behind me.

   I had to act passive aggressive and get away from her; nevertheless; I
leaned back against my bedroom door and huffed and puffed in panic.  My
heart was beating so hard.  Her humiliating face of resentment was bringing
back such bad memories.  With that; I thought of my classmate; skinny Ryan;
thrusting himself between her thick spread legs as he looked intimately
into my mum's eyes as she moaned into his face; pushing her forhead into
his.  It made me so jealous.  Even though I wasn't sure it was happening. I
wondered if it was just my depraved imagination.

   The image of my mother and Ryan having sex was later overtaken by my
mothers stern face looking at me in the eyes and saying "You shouldn't be
looking at that stuff!  You shouldn't be touching yourself like that!  Go
and do your business on the toilet!  I don't want to see or talk to you!"

   My face must of expressed great grimace.  But at the same time my legs
felt like jelly and my cock became rock hard.  It was so confusing. 
Whenever I thought about my mum and my classmate making love; the most
powerful feeling I had ever experienced overcomes me.  It's so strong that
I need release sometimes.  Because I feel like my body, soul; my psyche
can't handle all the build up.  It was so humiliating; but it was
electrifying as well.

   I decide not masturbate this time and sit on my computer chair to see
the pornography that my mother witnessed.  I wiggled the mouse with my
right hand and input my password on the keyboard to access my profile on
the system.  When my profile loaded I noticed at the bottom right hand
corner of the screen that the symbol for indicating I was no longer
connected to the Internet.  Mum had already turned the home wireless router
off.  But when I glanced my eyes to the middle of the screen where the
webpages were on full display; it was as worse as I feared.

   The webpages consisted of the pornography I had been obsessing over for
the past week.  Things like 'Femdom' porn, 'Small Penis Humiliation' and
'Jerk Off Instruction' video's with profile pictures of bratty women
flipping off the camera.  There were also pictures of ladies called
mistresses sitting on guys face's.  One of my favourites was one of a
pornstar that looks alot like my mum giving a point of view footjob to a
guy.  The thought of my mum giving a footjob to me was very intriguing; and
one of the few exceptions I would actually imagine MYSELF having sexual
contact with her.  Those naughty sexy thoughts were shattered when I
thought of Mum looking at this stuff and realising that I was the biggest
creep and pervert in the world.

   For the past week I have been into this type of pornography alot.  It
was one of my daily crotches.  I had actually reduced my masturbation at
the school toilets just so I could hold off my orgasm to get home and look
at this stuff.  Ever since I had expected my mother of having sex with my
classmate; it has brought upon great feelings of ecstacy inside of me.  It
was like a pinching; stinging sensation that clouded the difference between
pain and pleasure.  It aroused great jealousy within me but at the same
time brought upon a dangerous curiousity.  Would my mother allow this to
happen?  What is she feeling if she is allowing it?  Does she love Ryan
more than me?  Does she love me at all anymore?

   I was never a popular guy when it comes girls.  In fact I was never
really attracted to any of the females in my grade.  I liked older women. I
would have the occational attraction to one or two of my female teachers;
but that would be as far as I would go.

   However; all these strange feelings started manifesting in these last
couple of months inside of me.  My mother was simply the most attractive
woman in my life.  There was no doubt about it.  All the boys in my school
knew she was the most attractive lady in town.  My friends would tease me
and say mother was a 'Hot Milf' with a 'fat arse'.  I would walk away and
blush.  What could I do?  Beat my only group of friends up?  How could I do
that when deep down even I agreed with them.

   I always had self-esteem issues ever since I was very young.  Thats
probably why I was so muscular and pumped weights at such a young age.  I
was looking for an excuse to be better and stronger than my classmates;
many of which were smaller; but more mentally mature than me.  My
self-esteem issues were so bad that every mock and scorn from my friends or
classmates would cause my feelings to be hurt ten times as much as I could
ever hurt them.  Their words were like a sword to the heart.  So when they
began talking about my mother; biological competition tweaked within me and
it changed my perception of life forever.

   When my mother punished me for mocking Ryan I began to have jealous
fantasies on how my mother preferred Ryan over me.  So much so that I
pathetically didn't speak up enough when Ryan drew that humiliating drawing
of her and managed to pin it all on me by placing it in my bag.

   My mind became truly warped that night; especially when Ryan was
randomly dropped off by his dad and watched a film with my mother while I
was forced to be alone in my room.  Hearing them both talk and laugh sent
me though the most helpless and intense orgasm I had ever experienced. 
Pulling my penis and letting my mind experience such psychological trauma
became of ritual or euphoric and pleasurable adventures within a realm I
wasn't sure existed.

   As my fantasies became more and more vivid; I couldn't help but realise
people were noticing that I was such a damaged pervert.  Even though that
concept kind of excited me; I had a breaking point I wasn't willing to
cross yet.  So I began to look up porn that matched my abandonment and
rejection fantasies.  A safe distance from my mocking classmates and
'friends'.

   At first I looked up stuff that involved hot milf mother's in situations
where they betray their son's by having sex with their bullies or
classmates.  There didn't seem to be enough content of that stuff.  I must
be a rare freak; I sighed.  The ones I did find mostly had interracial
elements to it where a 'black muscular gangster' would be fucking the
mother infront of her son on a couch; usually because the son owed money.
These type of video's didn't really do it for me.  They acted fake and
sometimes the mothers looked as young as the son and 'bull' on the video. I
needed something more personal; realistic and psychologically scarring.

   My first attempts seemed hopeless.  But I managed to watch a number of
video's that interested me and channel my imagination towards my particular
fantasies in a different way.  I began watching humiliation point of view
or 'POV video's' on many tube sites on the internet.  This pornography
would involve a woman by herself giving a solo performance; she mocks the
male viewer by saying his penis is small and that all he can do is
masturbate.  These type video's really caused a stir within the blood of my
penis.  These woman were telling me what I really was and it felt so
liberating.  The same way I felt when I thought my mother was having sex
with Ryan or when she told me that one time to go away and do my business
on the toilet.

   These video's; much like my particular fantasy about my mother; made me
feel pathetic.  It felt so good for all my social anxieties not to matter
anymore.  It felt so good to feel the release as I pulled off my social
mask.  Under this mask was an ugly, pimply, lustful, hungry face.  My true
face.

   The distorted truth of my orgasm face had not been revealed to the world
yet.  But sometimes I wonder if the 'wind might change' and the ridiculous,
humiliating, tongue wagging pleasure face I pulled all the time; would
stick forever.  I pathetically wished it would stick as I orgasmed.  Cum
leaked out of my defeated cock beyond my computer chair and onto the
carpet. After the climax I smiled and drooled at the screen like a pathetic
worm.  It felt so good. 
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   **Ryan - Josh's House - One Day Later**

   I was with my friends and they were laughing with one another; talking
about how much we got Scott in trouble.  We were all sitting on a dirty
circular couch with a computer and desk near by.  Scott was expected to
join us later.  We invited him out for a change and since Penny took away
his internet and video-games he was more eager to get out of the house and
spend time with his friends like a normal guy.  That didn't mean that it
was going to be a pleasant time with his buddies though.  Justin, Josh and
Andrew were compelled to tease him just that little bit more; the porn he
looked up was very weird after all.

   I was actually starting to feel sorry for Scott.  I fucking his mum and
everyone in the grade laughed at him now.  Not because I'm having sex with
Penny.  Only Justin, Josh and Andrew know about that.  But because he is
considered an ugly acne infested pervert.  His pimples had gotten really
bad over the last two months and he always goes to the toilet to pull his
dick.  He has become so shameless and sad.

   I've known Scott nearly all my life.  He was my longest friend and he's
Penny's true born son; so I still feel sorry for him.  Sure; I was angry at
him for saying that I 'have no mum'.  But his punishment has been dished
out to him now.  I was tired of making fun of the guy.  While it seemed
Justin, Josh and Andrew were just getting started.  Maybe there was a way
for Scott, Penny and I could to live together happily?

   Justin, Andrew and Josh continue to talk about bullshit.  I sat back and
contemplated how I got in this entire situation.  Penny was like the mum I
never had; or could say; recently acquired.  I remember being
four-years-old during orientation for elementary school and seeing both
Scott and Penny walking infront of my all male family.  I was already
jealous of five-year-old Scott; holding the hand of this beautiful blonde
creature.  I asked my older brother and my dad WHO and WHAT was the
beautiful person that boy was holding hands with.

   "Thats the boys mum...stupid." my older brother Mickey who was
seven-years-old at the time scoffed at me.

   "A Mum???  What's that?" I said very ignorant; but starring and ogling
at this 'Mum's' bum cheeks bouncing up and down as she walked.  Her bum
looked so warm and comforting.  I wanted to cuddle it.

   "It's a mother idiot," Mickey laughed, " It's like our dad; who looks
after us; but is a lady and not a man; and is not as strong or as ugly as
dad."

   I then remember my dad smacking Mickey across the back of the head for
that comment.  Mickey just laughed.

   "Where is MY mum though?" I asked

   "WE don't have one."

   "Oh..." I looked down disapointed as I continued to walk behind the
beautiful mother and the boy I envied.

   It didn't take long for things to start to go my way though.  It turned
out that my dad and Scott's mum worked at the same place and agreed to
babysit each other's children.  So half the time I was able to hang out at
Scott's place and be with his mother for many years to come.  During those
years though I was still jealous.  So I would make obscene jokes about how
big Penny's bottom was.  Even though I liked her big bottom alot.  It was
my favourite feature of her.  It was what I needed in my life after living
in a house of only rough boys.  Deep down I thought of her as my real
mother.  She was the perfect substitute.

   "Hey everyone," Scott said, letting himself in the front door.

   "Hey," My friends looked back from the couch and smiled evilly.

   My friends already had plans for Scott.  They were going to mind fuck
him and laugh at his expense behind his back.  Andrew proposed that we all
show Scott the type of porn he liked; you know, all that 'femdom' and
'small penis humiliation' stuff and make out that us boys like that stuff
too.  Justin and Josh laughed and I went with it and agreed too.  Even
though it would look extremely suspicious despite the fact that Scott
couldn't prove we were over his house the day before.

   "Hey Scotty; look at this awesome stuff we have been checking out on the
Internet!" Andrew called Scott over to the computer.

   Justin, Josh and I hovered over Scott's shoulder as he observed the
pornography on the screen.  Andrew looked back at him and smiled; looking
deep into how Scott expressed himself.

   Scott didn't say anything.  He just stood there as stiff as a statue
like he was shocked.  We all leared at his expression of panic, wonder,
worry and fear.  What was he thinking?  Did he suspect us?  It didn't
matter if he did because there was no way he could prove it.  Did he think
it was a coincidence?

   "I...Uh," Scott, began and gulped, "I...Uh..Cool!  You guys like this
stuff?" He ended nervously.

   "Yeah man," Blonde sturdy Josh smiled, but red in the face, "I love it
when hot ladies be mean to me through the camera and call my penis and a
'tiny wee-wee'"

   I giggled a little, covering my mouth, as Josh maintained his composure
showing the images and video's to Scott.  Justin and Andrew were silently
in hysterical laughter.  They tumbled over the couch holding their stomachs
in painful glee without Scott knowing.  Scott's eyes were glued to the
screen and I was pretty sure he was amazed that we would be into the same
stuff as him.  To bad we were faking it and having a laugh.

   We were fooling Scott for over half an hour.  At first it was funny but
then after a while I was starting to get disgusted and annoyed.  All my
friends wimpering and moaning at the screen and begging the 'mistresses' to
'force them to wank' and say that their 'wee-wee was small,".  I could tell
Josh, Andrew and Justin were having a great time faking it and laughing at
Scott's expense as everything that was coming out of his mouth was legit
and real.

   "I'm pathetic mistress" I would watch him whine "pleeease punish meeee!"

   "I'm an ugly pathetic loser mistress," He would cry "I only derserve to
waaaaank ooooofff!"

   From time to time my friends would taking turns having a break away from
the computer chair and laugh near to couch to gets some breath and
replenish stamina for more laughter to come when they return.  I wasn't
very into it at all.  But they convinced me into saying some things a few
times too.

   "Please let me kiss your feet mistress.  Can I kiss your bottom
mistress?" I remember stepping up and saying a couple of times with my eyes
rolled and annoyed.

   "Wow you guys.  I would have hung out with you more if I knew you were
into this stuff." Scott said with a sense of confidence he shouldn't have.

   "Pfft!" I scoffed angrily, "That's because it's weirdo shit!"

   Scott then looked at me shocked and goofy.  Justin, Josh and Andrew
stepped away from him cruelly.

   "Well...your Mum tells me how small your fucking 'pee-pee' is!  That's
for sure!" I yelled a lie that wasn't true.

   I didn't know why I was so angry at Scott.  I didn't like that he was
getting laughed at like this.  But he was asking for it!  Maybe I was angry
at him acting this way because he was my longest friend; and I was
embarressed for him.  Maybe it was because he was Penny's true born son and
I felt a responsibilty to protect him from social dangers like this.

   "Wh-What's your pr-problem" The ironically big muscly Scott stammered at
me; his lips wiggling like he was about to cry.

   "What's my problem?" My face strunched stern with resentment and disgust
"What the fuck is your problem!  Who the fuck gets off to that stuff!  What
the fuck!  If your Mum found out; she would be sooo fucking disapointed in
you!"

   "But..But they like it as well." Scott stuttered as he looked and
pointed back at Andrew, Josh and Justin for help.

   The boys just looked at Scott blanky.  Shaking their heads slighty at
him.  A showing that they agreed with me and not him.

   "What the fuck is up with you these last couple of months man?" I
scoffed at Scott; slapping the palm of my hand to my forehead, "You were
strong and confident in the past.  But now look at you!  Your'e a fucking
weirdo!  You go to the toilet to wank all the time!  It's fucking gross and
embarressing for us!  You like looking at this weirdo shit!  Like; what the
fuck?  Are you even normal?"

   Scott just looked at me; sitting on the computer chair wide eyed and
defeated.  His lips wiggling even more; he was ready to cry.  It wasn't
long for him to get up off the chair.  He simply just walked past me;
watery eyed; towards the hallway bathroom.

   "Fuck man," Justin said as he slowly walked up to me and making sure
Scott was out of sight, "Maybe you went a little too far,"

   "Maybe" I frowned to my three other friends.

   The boys and I hung out in the loungeroom for another half an hour. 
Scott hadn't seemed to of left the hallway bathroom for all that time.  I
DID feel sorry for him.  I did regret laying it all out on him like that.
But I also needed to poop real bad and I wasn't going to use Josh's
parent's suite to go.  So I walked through the hallway, took a few corners
and knocked on the hallway bathroom door.

   Knock Knock Knock!

   "Scott," I started, "Sorry for getting into you man.  Wer'e going to get
going and you got to come with us!"

   There was no reply.

   "Scott.  Come on; I need to go poop!" I said leaning against the door.

   As I leaned against the door I thought I could hear a very strange
sound. It sounded like distorted whimpering.  I leered at the wooden door
curiously before placing the side of my head and ear against it.

   I could hear crying, blubbering and whimpering.  Words and phrases could
be heard randomly between the verbal stupor and the obvious sound of
masturbation.

   "Mummy luves you!  Mummy hates me!  Oh my god!"

   Fap!  Fap!  Fap!

   "I'm a weirdo!  Your normal!  She deserves better than me!"

   Fap!  Fap!  Fap!

   "Oh my god!" Scott rattled his voice, " Steal her away from meeeeeeee!!"

   FAP!  FAP!  FAP!

   I then launched my head away from the wooden door like it was powered by
electricity.  Did Scott say what I thought he said?  What person could
possibly wan't such a thing?  It felt like after all this time of reaping
the rewards I had discovered that I was part of someone else's twisted
game. It seems Iv'e given Scott just what he wanted.  He's even more
twisted than his mother.

   This whole situation was twisted.  So twisted that I was considering
ending this whole scenario with Penny.  For the first time I was scared.  I
was scared that I was taking part in a warped game I had no control of;
that I was just a pawn.  It was a very interesting and sexy situation.  But
I felt I was damaging a relationship that was deemed priceless at birth and
that in the end I probably stood no chance.  Penny was perhaps going
through a phase and so was I; perhaps.

   I felt I had no choice but to cut ties loose with Penny.

   That night I sat and relaxed at my house for a few hours before sneaking
out of my house at an hour I knew Scott should be sleeping.  I walked for
ten minutes down the cold nightime streets until I made it to Penny's house
and bedroom window.  I knocked on it softy.

   Penny lifted the curtains and was surprised to see me there; waiting for
her.  She decended the curtains immediatly and I walked around the front of
the house and waited for her to open the door.  She opened it as soon as I
reached the door.  She silently rushed me inside the house and towards her
room.

   Penny and I kissed long and loving.  It was planned to be the last time;
so I took it in and embrassed it.  Penny was breathing hard as she kneeled
down.

   Penny then began to roughly pull down my pants and get to my cock as
quickly as possible.

   "Penny wait," I said, "We need to talk,"

   "About what baby boy?" She cooed up at me; looking up at me so loving in
the eyes.  She was so beautiful.

   "Scott's really fucked up.  He really likes this mistress humiliation
porn stuff.  He's completely warped."

   "I'm sorry if he's embarressing you at school or something; Ryan; but
there's really nothing I can do about it except maybe send him to a shrink
or something?"

   "I think he suspects us." I said suddenly.  There was a long pause
between us.  "I think we should end this."

   Penny looked down below my exposed cock for an instant; as if trying to
ignore the last part of what I said, "...Scott doesn't suspect a thing
Ryan. He knows nothing.  He hasn't shown any signs-"

   "But Scott's not a normal kid!  He's a freak.  He knows; and he likes
that this is happening!  I felt sorry for him but he's really starting to
freak me out!"

   "Ridiculous; Scott doesn't know."

   I had no choice; the moment of truth had arrived.  I took a breath and
prepared to say it.  I wanted any excuse not to be part of freaky pimply
Scott's perverted fantasies.

   "I drew it Penny.  I drew 'the fart monster' drawing."

   There was silence.  Penny got up from her knees and sat her large bottom
on the side of her bed.  I saw her eyes shifting from side to side;
thinking about all that has happened since she thought Scott drew that
horrible picture of her.  I saw her eyes begin to tear up.  Was she heart
broken?  My lips went crooked and wiggled as I saw this beautful woman be
so sad.

   "I'm so so sorry Penny.  I only drew it back then and pinned it on Scott
because I was jealous of him and angry that he made that comment that 'I
had no mum'"

   Penny seemed to be lost in thought still.

   "I never dreamed that I would be having sex with you and that I had
fallen in love with you as well.  I understand that I've ruined you and
your son's relationship.  I've made you both so warped and crazy over this
situation.  Scott is now considered a twisted loser who everyone makes fun
of because of me.  It makes me feel so guilty; like I'm responsible."

   She continued to be silent.  I was done making excuses at this point.

   "I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you and your family Penny.  I
will always love you and never forget you..."

   I pull up my pants and turn to open her bedroom door and leave the
house. I was going miss her.  I'll see her a lot from time to time.  But we
will just have to pretend that our relationship never happened.  Maybe
Scott will act normal again; as some sort of bonus.  I'll be guilt free
from here on in.

   But as I slowly walked towards the door; I couldn't help but feel that I
was going to miss out on years and years of absolute fun passionate sex;
filled with naughty taboo feelings of getting caught and flaunting
flirtation.  That I was going to be missing out on the most romantic
relationship of my life.  That I was seperating from my soulmate!  I sighed
in regret as I took a few more steps away from her; teary eyed.

   "Ryan wait!" Penny leaped forward and grabbed my hand.  She took a deep
breath before giving a lengthy monologue.  "My dear, dear Ryan.  You may
think that you have damaged my relationship with my son; but it's not true.
YOU are the greatest thing that has ever happened in my life.  After years
of sexual confusion since I was an adolencent and Scott's father leaving me
poor and with the burdan that was a baby.  Unlike you; Scott grew up
strange.  But you Ryan; when I babysat you.  You were always funnier than
Scott; smarter than Scott; more affectionate than Scott.  I always deep
down loved you deeper than anything else.  I don't care that you drew that
drawing Ryan.  I love you all the more for it.  It showed how jealous you
were and how much you really cared about me deep down.  I love you so much
Ryan!"

   "Oh mummy" I said teary eyed and moved, "I love you too.  I love you so
much."

   With that; Penny and I made love harder and more passionate than we ever
had before.  I had forgotten about that stupid idea of leaving her.  We
will make it work somehow.

   "Mummy luves you!  Mummy hates me!" I could hear Scott's sad voice in my
head.

   I thrusted into Penny's warm womb and squashed my face into her breast
heaving and puffing and smiling like I was a winner.

   "Your normal Ryan!" The voice of Scott continued to cry, "She deserves
better than me!  She deserves you!"

   I begged my body to climax into her as quick as possible; the bed
bounced.  A physical and psychological showing for my absolute devout love
for her.

   "Steal her away from meeeeeeee.  The imaginary voice cried and faded as
if dying and disappearing from existence.

   I hung my head up high and filled her womb with my semen.  The same womb
my friend Scott had birthed from.  The womb I wished so much to be apart of
since the beginning.  Oh well; life was long.  I had plenty of time to
catch up.

  
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...

   **Scott- At the Mental Hospital- Back at Present Time**

   My mum didn't arrive.  Visiting hours were over.  But I received a phone
call from her.  She let me in on the news.

   "I couldn't make it up today Scott.  I'm sorry"

   "It's OK Mum.  But your going to take me home son right?  I've learned
my lesson."

   "Scott...I think you should stay at the hospital for a few more weeks-"

   "WHAT?  WHY?" I cried on the phone.

   "I still think you need help.  Plus ive got a lot on my plate right now.
Ryan is living here.  He's been living here since you have been at the
mental hospital"

   "RYAN'S LIVING THERE?  WHY??  HOW??" My eyed shuddered in shock and
terror.  But at the same time my cock was twitching.

   "His father is extremely sick and was sent to hospital for surgery.  We
think he's suffering from alchohol poisoning and probably needs to get his
stomach pumped.  So I'm looking after Ryan and parenting him until his
father returns home."

   After the phone call, images of Ryan and Mum laughing and moaning while
twisting their naked bodies all over the house without me overloaded my
brain.  My breath became laboured and my cock within my underwear seemed to
be pulsing with it's own beat.  I became sweaty and clammy and I squinted
my eyes.  I locked my knees like I needed to pee.

   My fantasies were coming true and I had no control over it what so ever.
I leaned into the wall next to the phone and shook and shuddered as the
climax overtook my whole body.

   I was indeed a pathetic creep; I thought as I smiled, cheekbone and
fingers gripping the wall.
   To be continued......