Netorare Mommy: My Parent's Betrayal 2
 By Mathew Elizabeth

 16-year-old Jay Roberto had all the power to do whatever
 he wanted to my mother and I. But not with me living
 under 'his' roof! That's right, I decided to run away for
 a while. Can you blame me? The first thing I did when Jay
 and my mother told me to go to my room was pack my things
 and get the hell out of there! I shoved my best clothing
 and other essentials into a backpack with tears in my
 eyes. I stomped downstairs, bag strapped around my
 shoulder and slammed the door behind me.

 Basically, the ones I thought loved me most have betrayed
 me. My father had died a month before it happened. My
 attractive mother three weeks after his death dated a boy
 who was my age, 16-years-old. The boy was in fact a
 friend of mine from the past; from fours years ago. I hadn't
 seen him since. It was a real shocker to find out he was
 the good-looking stud dating my attractive mother four
 years later.

 To make matters worse, I find out my parents had also
 been financially supporting Jay for four years in exchange 
 for some bizarre sexual cuckolding fantasy! At first, I couldn't 
 get my head around it. I could understand my mothers sexual
 need somewhat, but I simply could not compute why my father 
 would allow this outrageous fantasy that he alone paid for!

 It all started one night four years ago. Jay had slept
 over. Mom and dad lured him into their room while I slept
 unknowingly. They offered him a deal that he could not
 refuse. They offered him sexual service from my
 attractive mother while my dad could either be humiliated
 just watching or receive harsh verbal and or physical
 abuse from the cheeky boy. Sexual abuse was welcome but
 not mandatory.

 I was completely in the dark on the activities that they
 actually did during the course of the last four years. I
 wasn't sure what Jay did and didn't do in the contract. I
 was sure he did everything sexually possible to my
 mother. But I wasn't sure how extreme he was when it came
 to abusing and humiliating my masochistic father. Jay
 certainly didn't seem like a sadist when I first knew
 him. He actually seemed like an overly boisterous, goofy
 young kid that always had a cheeky smile on his face.
 Maybe my mom and dad brought out his dark side?

 After listening to their offer four years ago young Jay agreed
 whole-heartedly and they tributed him by paying him and
 sending him to one of the most renowned private schools
 in the state. Over the course of four years the three of
 them continued these activities behind my back. They
 also amassed a huge savings account for him of $250, 000.
 I was their actual son and they gave me nothing!

 That was not the end of it though. My father had died to
 what appeared to be alcohol abuse. In the aftermath of
 his death I was given, of course, nothing in his saved
 fortune. I later found out that everything my father
 once owned and amassed now belonged and was signed off to
 smart-ass 16-year-old Jay Roberto in accordance to 'The
 Will'.

 The boy that tormented my father for four years behind my
 back and fucked my mother in front of him without my
 knowledge gets everything! I don't get a penny!

 16-year-old Jay owned the house I lived in, the car, the
 land, he was even placed in a future CEO position of my
 dads company when he turns 18-years-old if he chooses.
 Therefore making Jay a millionaire if he decides to go
 through with it. They literally set up his future and
 made everything easy for him. I could never forgive my
 parents, even my father who had died, for doing this to
 me.

 So I ran away and decided to sleep over one of my friend
 Wade's house for a few days. The only problem was I knew
 it wasn't permanent. I mean, what could I tell my friend?

 "Why did you run away?" He asked passively while toying
 with his video game, eyes to the screen.

 Wade was a cool calm collected kid, rather handsome in an
 interesting kind of way. He was my age, 16-years-old. He
 had this skater look and charm about him. He was slightly
 tanned and always wore his old trademark hat wherever he
 went.

 "Long story" I replied

 "Fight with your mom, stumpy?" he said teasingly

 Wade and my friends call me 'Stumpy' because of my thick
 fat legs and thighs. I definitely got my fat ass and hips
 from my mother.

 "You could say that,"

 "Treat her right man," Wade laughed, "your mommy is
 fucking hot!" He then made swatting noises as he waved
 his hand harshly at his crotch, spanking an invisible
 woman's ass on his lap.

 "Wade, I appreciate you for letting me chill here man but
 please; Shut. The. Fuck. Up. About. That."

 He just laughed at me and that usually means 'No'.

 There was no way I wanted Wade or my other friend Andrew
 to find out about my mother and Jay Roberto.
 Andrew was my other good friend; he was short, pale and
 had curly hair, he also had a skater charm about him.
 Both he and Wade were rather slim. Andrew spent most of
 his time at Wade's and we hardly ever go to his house.
 Andrews place was shit.

 The great thing about Wade's house was that his parents
 were hardly ever home. He had an awesome room. We got
 drunk and stoned in there plenty of times. That's
 basically what I did for the next few days. I left home
 on Friday night so I had all weekend to drink and smoke
 weed, letting all my frustrations go while I tried to
 forget about the past as I laughed at Andrew and Wade's
 comedic gimmicks and conversations. Andrew's snoring was
 annoying the first night but it was bearable. They are
 such funny guys.

 I was sure Mom and Jay were having a great time together
 too. I was also sure they didn't even know I had run away
 at that point.

 I was taking a big risk spending time with them
 as they had been quizzing me about me running away from
 home for the past day I had been there. It was Saturday
 and nothing could of prepared me for what happened that
 afternoon.

 Wade, Andrew and I were lazing about as usual, smoking
 weed in his Wade's room.

 The three of us heard a playful knock on the front door.
 We instantly became paranoid as we thought it might be
 Wade's mother or father coming home early. But then we
 realised that his parents wouldn't knock on the door of
 their own house. The three of us sneaked down the hallway
 together to investigate. We looked through the door
 window and there she was. My ditsy mother was standing
 and waiting on the front porch. I couldn't believe it.

 "Fucking kidding me." I said under me breath and very
 annoyed. Why are you violating my sanctuary woman!

 Wade didn't hesitate and opened the door. Both Wade and
 Andrew stepped out ahead of me.

 "Hey Penny," Wade said with his cheerful grin, eyeing her
 up and down.

 "Hello boys," Mom said with a cheerful chirp " My you
 boys have gotten big!"

 "Thanks," Andrew smirked and looked at her hips, "I've
 been working out a bit,"

 I roll my eyes.

 "So.has Scotty filled you in?" Mom asked.

 My eyes widen madly at her, daring her to tell them.

 "Nah he hasn't budged," Wade laughed, "What's the big
 deal? What's so bad that he had to run away?"

 "I think that's between my mom and I?" I scorn at Wade.

 "Fine," my mother begins, "Wade and Andrew? You don't
 mind if I speak to my son alone for few minutes then?"

 "Yeah sure sweetheart," Wade said, putting his hand on
 Andrews shoulder and turning to walk back inside. Wade
 knew mom liked it when he called her sweetheart.

 My mother and I were now left alone. For a split second I
 considered strangling her to death; but thought it not
 best.

 "Scott, why did you run away? Jay is not that bad."

 "He's not that bad?" I retort, "He is my age! Do you know
 what something like that does to a guys self esteem? It
 fucks it up that's what!"

 My mother simply let me continue with my rant.

 "That's not even the real reason I'm upset!" I continued,
 "You completely set him up for life! You and dad gave him
 everything you owned! What do I get? Oh yeah, nothing!"

 "Your father and I agreed to that because it made sense.
 That if your father were to somehow die one day that it
 was most appropriate for Jay to take ownership of our
 finances and assets. Jay is my partner now after all."

 "It couldn't have been left to me? Or even shared between
 the both of us?"

 "No," Mom replied instantly " Your not responsible
 enough. Your still a child!"

 "But! Jay! Is! My! Age!" I boom.

 "But he's a real man!" my mother boomed back "More of a
 man than your father, so more of a man than you!"

 "Oh really?" I sneer " Even back when he was 12-year-old?
 I could tell the police on you, you know."

 "Jay and I would just deny it." Mom said, "We will just
 say that Jay and I recently got together officially,
 which is actually true." My mother chirped back with
 confidence, I saw a glimmer in her eye, "16-years-old is
 a consenting adult. Not that the cops would care that a
 beautiful woman like me was seducing such a lucky boy at
 such a horny age. You men have such double standards, but
 that's fine it works out great for me and especially Jay"

 I put my hand to my forehead, processing what I was
 hearing.

 "You really think I'm going to come home now?"

 "Come home now Scott!" Mom almost commanded "You can't
 stay at your friends forever! Especially when Wade and
 Andrew love spending time with me so much, they are going
 to find out what's happening eventually and that is
 that!"

 "I still wont come home."

 "Scott," My mom sighed, " I promise that Jay is going to
 take good care of us. He promised. He loves me! I love
 you! Please come back!"

 "Go home to your toy boy then woman," I point in the
 distance, " you don't need me."

 My mother glared at me evilly.

 "You will come back Scott," She said as she turned to
 walk away "You will eventually have no where to go and
 you will come back whether you like it or not. You need
 to be home and looked after your too fragile! Maybe Jay
 can teach you a thing or two about being a ma-!"

 SLAM!

 I didn't even wait for her to finish. I just shut the
 door behind me and returned to my friends.

 The rest of that day was rather dull. Andrew and Wade
 were surprisingly quiet about my mother and I. They
 didn't say a word about us in fact. Good, I thought. They
 should mind their own business and just be good enough
 friends to let me crash for a while. Besides it wasn't
 like I was inconveniencing them. Especially Andrew who
 basically lounges around Wade's all the time.

 I was looking forward to another quiet night that
 Saturday night. We didn't seem to know any local parties
 we could crash so it seemed like it was going to be a
 night in smoking and drinking.

 By the time it was 9 o'clock in the evening the three of
 us were very high and were playing an awesome first-
 person-shooter game on the large wide screen television.
 We got tired pretty quickly and I believe I was the first
 the pass out. The room spun around me as I fell into
 slumber.

 I dreamt of being in my bedroom;hearing noises in the 
 hallway. The atmosphere felt heavy and surreal but I 
 pressed on past my bedroom door and walked down my home's
 stairs; my stomach already aching with dread. I reach the
 bottom of the stairs and look into the open living room. I 
 see a naked blonde woman with a gigantic ass wiggling. Her
 head was shoved between the crotch of a 12-year-old boy. A
 blonde cheeky boy by the name of Jay.He looked up towards 
 me and smirked evilly.

 Dad alive and well walked up to my from behind. He startled me
 but instantly whispered in my ear. 

 "You told on Jay at School today," My alive dad hissed in my 
 ear concerned. "Jay is going to decide how your mother and I 
 are going to punish you. It's only fair."

 A woke up to darkness a few hours later. I looked at the
 digital clock peering at me through the dark distance of
 Wade's room. It said the time was exactly 12:00PM
 midnight. It was dark and I couldn't see properly but I
 knew something was off. I couldn't hear Andrew's
 impeccable snoring.

 "Guys!" I hiss "Wade! Andrew!" I whisper loudly

 There was no reply. What the hell! I thought.

 I got up and turned on the light to the bedroom. My eyes
 widened as I came to the realisation that I was the only
 one in the bedroom. Where the fuck could they be? I
 peered open Wades door and could hear the television set
 broadcasting a commercial. I tip toe out into the hallway
 and peer out into the open kitchen and living area where
 the broadcast was coming from.

 I saw the back of Wade's father's head as he sat on the
 centre couch. Wade's dad made a habit of getting home
 late at night from work and watching a couple of hours of
 television. The three of us would often hear Wade's
 mother go to bed while his father made a mild ruckus
 outside. He or Wade's mother had no idea I had been
 crashing there for a couple of days so I sneaked back
 into Wade's room and quietly shut the door behind me.

 It was official then. Wade and Andrew had left the house
 and gone somewhere without me. Why would they do that? I
 pulled out my phone, entered Wade's number and attempted
 to call him. The phone rang out and I was getting
 frustrated and very annoyed. I tried again and the same
 thing happened.

 I decided to try Andrew next. The same thing happened
 again. The phone rang out and no response.

 "Fucking assholes!"

 I sneak quietly out of the room and silently exit Wades
 house in the middle of the night. Something in my gut was
 telling me to walk in the direction my house was a couple
 of blocks away. It would only take 10 minutes to walk
 there. While I walked alone down the suburban streets at
 midnight I pull out my phone and look on the Internet and
 check out my social networking page. The updates seemed
 to be filled with wild comments about what a great party
 there was in town and how much of a blast everyone was
 having.

 That's strange, I thought. Wade and Andrew were very
 clear to me when they checked their social networking
 pages and said that there were no local parties going on.
 Why would they lie to me and keep me in the dark about
 it? Streetlights peered down on me, shielding me from the
 darkness of the suburb. Thoughts and theories spun in my
 brain as I continued to walk a couple of blocks along a
 grey side pathway.

 When my mother and I were talking; did they hear us
 through the door? My eyes widen.

 I had been walking for eight or so minutes and could hear
 a faint beat of music in the distance. I walked in the
 direction to my house and the sound got louder and
 louder. The faint sound of cheering and laughing
 teenagers could be heard as I reached the ninth minute of
 walking. My walking became a power-walk and my power-walk
 became a jog at that point.

 "No, No, No!!" I said huffing and puffing running towards
 the house I lived in.

 I reached my destination and to my horror, my nightmare
 came true. My house was beating with the sound of the
 beat to nightclub music. Light flashed off and on from
 the windows. Some kids I knew from my school were lying
 around the front yard drunk on booze. Other kids could be
 heard dancing with each other inside.

 Jay and Mom were throwing a party with everyone I knew
 from school!

 To be continued.