A young man named Jim exchanges ultimate gifts with his mother with the assistance of a bedeviling friend of his mother's.
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Jim was a normal 12 year old boy. With his clothes off he looked just like any other developing male except for his potential. At 12, Jim was already showing signs of a large penis and balls. DNA being what it is, some boys are simply bigger, and this was Jim’s situation. Jim did not yet know it, but he would experience the ultimate in male sensation and it would come at the hands of his own mother. Jim’s mother Shane had never truly wanted a boy, rather a girl would have been to her preference. Girl’s are cute and cuddly, they smell nice and quite frankly Shane could imagine herself raising a girl. After all, we are most comfortable with what we ourselves are. A male child was unexpected and off-putting to Shane. Early on she grew tired of pursuing Jim and his aggressive, outspoken male behavior. By ten years old Jim was running buck naked through the house. Not because he was strange or anything, it was just that Shane had lost interest in Jim. She didn’t care if he were dressed or not when he was at home. It was too much effort to rein him in. Around half way through age 12, Jim’s penis fully developed. He was still hairless but his wang was full and long and heavy. Even flaccid his dong hung thickly between his legs. Shane had been divorced for eleven years and the lack of a man in her life, sexually, had left her long frustrated. Shane started to catch herself starring longingly between Jim’s legs. If they were lying there on the couch watching TV and a pretty girl appeared on the screen, Jim’s penis would begin to grow. Shane couldn’t help but notice this. Soon she would be starring only at the penis before her. Much to her own shock and discomfort, Jim’s penis was becoming a fantasy piece. Shane would imagine herself cozying up to her son, stroking his hairless chest and rubbing his balls. She could imagine kissing him deeply as a woman knows how to do. Shane understood how women affected men. Men were visual, easily stimulated by touch and could quickly be lured into a state of lust. She had known of girlfriends who had gotten men revved up, men who didn’t even like these ladies much. Then, in the heat of passion, the woman would remove the condom from the man. She would position her sopping wet cunt over his rod and sit down. These women described the total rush of power they felt, knowing full well what was happening while the male could only focus on his building orgasm. Then boom, nine months later, babies and forced marriage and child support payments. New cars, new houses and younger stud’s were soon to follow. After all, if a man has gotten some sex then the woman deserves quite a bit in return. A woman is a goddess after all, and to most men her vagina was the ultimate alter for worship. This was all wrong to do to a boy, so girls were told. But the behavior modeled to them by other women and their own natural, selfish and sexual drive are the true teachers. So Shane looked at Jim’s young, substantial penis and lusted after it. She wanted to excite it, feel it in her mouth so helpless, suck it, lick it, stick it up her ass. She wanted to seduce it and get off on it. She wanted to take Jim and fuck him up the ass. Shane’s fantasies built and built within her. Day after day. Weeks on end. Her passion developed into a madness of sorts. One day, Shane had a female friend over. Another divorcee named Jill who had run the man-scam as the ladies in the social circle called it. She was rich and had every object she could want, including more than a few lovers. Jill was a panther in the jungle and Shane and everyone else knew it. Jim had been bouncing around the house for the whole time and Jill had noticed. Shane watched Jill’s eyes track Jim’s cock and ass. Jill would occasionally knock something off the table and ask Jim to pick it up. Shane was transfixed, Jim would bend over and expose his cute, little asshole. His cock and balls would just sort of hang there, pointing at the ground. After an hour or two of talking, which women love to do, Shane went to use the restroom. Shane stopped just short of walking around the corner into the kitchen, she was startled by the sound of wet slapping and light moaning. What could be going on in there? Shane’s imagination took off, she could imagine the mailman having come over and been seduced by Jill. An older man with his dick in her pussy was the image that came to mind. Shane peered around the corner and her mouth dropped open. Jim was bent over the kitchen table, Jill’s mouth near his butt. She was licking his asshole, his cock and balls pulled back through his legs. Jill was roughly pulling on Jim’s nut’s and cock. He was panting, starring wide-eyed at the wall. Jill was tugging and tugging at a furious pace. Jim went rigid, his back arched, and the air escaped his lungs. His hips began to twitch forward and Jill shot her free hand between his legs, directly under his johnson. Jim’s cock squirted cum down in a small but steady rythem. After a few moments his breath began to calm, Jill wheeled Shane around and offered him her cupped hand full of his cum. He didn’t know what to do. She urged him forward using her woman’s command, he stuck his tongue out and started to lap it up. Jill patiently, almost like a mother, fed Jim his boy-juice. She rubbed his cock and then placed it in her mouth. She just sat there for what seemed like forever. Then she stood Jim up, patted him on his behind and sent him out of the kitchen. Before he left she whispered something in his ear that his mother could not overhear. Shane could see the red, scratched skin on Jim’s cock and balls which were at least a little bruised as Jim left the room. Then Jill said “Its okay Shane, you can come in now.” Shane was stunned. She walked in, sat down and the two women began to process what had just taken place. They talked about Shane’s growing need for dick action and how Jim was causing so much undue stress. Jill got Shane to spill her heart out and cry a bunch in the process. Jill explained that it is unfair for a boy to do this to his mother and that something should be done. Since Shane had never wanted a boy in the first place it was really Jim’s fault for Shane’s discomfort. There was only one solution, Jim would have to help Shane with a beautiful jesture of generosity and love. “What would that be?”, asked Shane. Jill said that since Jim’s penis and balls were the cause of all the trouble they should go. A moment of silence passed in the kitchen. Shane objected that she could never force her son to give up his manhood. Jill asked if Shane would help Jim to help his mother with this action if it was something that Jim wanted? Shane thought some more. The answer was yes, but Shane was sure that Jim would never agree to it. “Just a moment,” said Jill, “Jim, will you come in please.” Shane sat there in shock, Jim walked around the corner immediately. Jill must have told him to stay nearbye enough to overhear their conversation and like a good, loving boy, he had. Jim told his mother that he liked his cock and balls and he did not want to lose them. He had been dreaming a lot lately of putting his penis in little girls and squirting his white stuff inside of them. He had dreamed of doing the same thing to his mother and it was upsetting him very much. Shane and Jim looked at each other and realized that each feared that they would someday fuck. That the sexual tension between them would lead to something that would tear them and their relationship apart. They both realized that they didn’t want that to ever happen. Jill casually, lovingly caressed Jim’s behind with one hand. Jim sat down on his mother’s knee, his balls uncomfortably trapped against the material of her pants. He leaned forward and began to kiss her on the mouth. He stuck his tongue in, his dick got hard and he began to hump her leg. She experienced this in an out of body sort of way, she watched detatched as he came all over the lap and crotch of her pants. When his breathing returned to normal he asked her to please do what Jill suggested and remove his penis and balls. Please, please, please he begged. I don’t want them if they will get between us like this. Jill nodded solemly over his shoulder, a small smile checked at the corner of her lips. “I have an idea, let’s make this special for Jim,” said Jill. “Let’s give him something to remember his genitals by. He’ll give you a present and you’ll give him one. It will be totally special.” Jim and Shane asked what she had in mind. She suggested that they arrange to have his penis cut off but only at the exact moment that he was having his final orgasm at his mother’s hands. That way it was bound to be a special, amazing experience that his mother was giving him, and he would give her his beautiful, heavy penis. They thought in silence and then agreed. Jim kissed his mother on the cheek and said that he would like to do this soon. Shane wanted it soon too, the next day. Jill said she could help with the preparations but would like to have Jim stay over for his last night as a full boy. It was agreed to by all. That night, Jill went into the guest room that Jim was staying in and put a cock ring on him so that he could not cum. Then she pulled out a dildo and fucked him up his ass. She took off the cock ring and let his cock get big, then she put the ring on again. She asked Jim for one small favor for helping he and his mother. Jim said sure and he fucked her up the ass for as long as he could. Hours went by and his slimy, stuffed, restricted dick pushed into and out of her ass. She was in ecstasy. She had never been fucked like that for so long, and to thank her specialy Jim kept fucking her even after his cock was rubbed raw and red. When he got tired he pulled out and she rolled over. She drew him near and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She started to rub it against her pubic hair and this made the skin of his cock enflamed and soar. She enjoyed this a lot, she liked to make a penis feel so sensitive that the boy thought he might die. Jim was incredibly gifted with endurance and he let her do this until his penis ached so bad that he wished it were gone. Then he thought of the next day and smiled. Jill knew what he was thinking, women always do. She brought out a jar of soothing aloe-vera crème and let him put his dick in it. The relief was incredibly, from pleasure to pain to relief of pain. Tomorrow would be even better, Jill thought to herself. The next day was very business-like. Jim was given good food all day and Shane and Jill set up a special setting in the living room. Jim was brought into the room and laid down on the table. Jill lifted the boy’s legs so far back that they were strapped with his ankles around his ears. Shane had a flashback to Jim being a baby and this was the same position that she used to pull his legs into so that she could change his diaper. Now Jim was back again for a much bigger change than ever before. Jill produced some pills and a joint and a glass of wine with a full bottle behind it. The two older women fed Jim enough drugs to make a dreamy look cross his face, he became totally relaxed, his cock flaccid and dangling. Jim was in the most vulnerable position that he had ever been in. The two women smiled at the moment, Shane happy that her son would experience rapture and be happy. Jill was happy that she could manipulate this situation and both please and remove a penis. It seemed so rewarding to her to do something so permanent. She knew that this young boy did not have the experience to make a choice like this. He could not yet imagine what a sacrifice he was really making. Just how much he would miss his cock and the ability to orgasm. The fact that no girl would ever want him and the sexual frustration that awaited him for every next day of his life. Playing with boys was so much fun because in the end they let you hurt them. They WANTED you to hurt them. Shane moved closer to her stoned, exposed son. She stuck her tongue up his ass. She licked him around, she sucked on his cock, she built him up until his big dick flopped in her hand. She saw how red it was and realized that even as he got pleasure from her hand- work, he was getting pain too. This hurt Shane but she knew it was worth it because most of all Jim had simply begged her for this moment. She might not like having a son, but she certainly did love him. Jim began to moan and so Shane went faster, she wanted this pain to end as soon as possible. But just as Jim got to the coming point, Jill stopped Shane. She said that it was Jim’s big moment and he should have a chance to really build up to the ultimate experience. Jill brought out a video camera on a tripod and began taping. She thought that Shane and Jim would want to watch the events later. Jill also brought a strange looking contraption. It was a hand-held device with a trigger. Jim could not see what the ladies were up to even as Jill showed Shane how to slip the device over Jim’s penis. Then pull the trigger and it would all be over, a rubber band would clamp down on the penis and a blade would detatch, cut away this large manly trophy. Jill whispered something into Shane’s ear and she nodded understanding. Jim was already swooning when he was given more pot to smoke, more wine and more pills. His cock was red and his mother started back in on him again. Jim became disoriented and started to cry out in delight and hurt. Jill reached over and scratched his private parts with her fingernails. Jim was in pain, he cried, he laughed while the ladies began to simultaneous pleasure and torture his package. Jim was higher than high, in a state of divine pleasure. His dick was as hard as concrete. The ladies were beginning to draw small amounts of blood. They stopped and started, stopped and started, creating a rythem of incredible peaks and valleys. It built to a head and Jill nodded at Shane, they both knew what was coming any moment, Jim. Not just Jim, but Jim’s ultimate moment. Jim was going to cum and then it was up to the two ladies to fulfill his begged wish. Shane pushed Jim’s cheeks apart and pushed her fingers into his ass. She placed the mechanism around his penis. She put her head down and clamped her lips around her son’s throbbing member, she began to draw her head to the tip of the cock, sucking and rolling with her lips and tongue, scrapping lightly with her teeth. As if to draw his cum out with suction. Jim tensed, Shane reached the very end of his dick and the orgasm landed. It was a shaking, convulsing, crying wipeout of an orgasm, cum and cum and more cum rocketed into Shane’s mouth. Knowing it was the last ever from Jim she held it in her mouth. And at the final moment, nearing the biggest squirt of them all, her finger twitched and she hit the button. Wham. Jim’s dick was cut off near the base, it dangled from Shane’s mouth for but an instant and then she let it fall into a container that was stationed near bye. She had gone one moment to early and in doing so insured that Jim had the ultimate experience, just as Jill had whispered to Shane to do. Jim was at the very heights of cumming when he lost his cock and so that moment was frozen forever. Not just after he came, but as he was coming. The last, biggest squirt was trapped inside Jim forever. Shane kneeled over and stuck her tongue in her son’s mouth, she transferred his cum back to him and he tasted himself for the last time. They kissed for minutes, slowly enjoying the moment that they had made together. Years later, Jim watched the video with his mother and they cuddled like a mother and daughter on the couch. Gone were the fantasies of lust and sex. Or so Shane thought, for Jim still had his balls and so he ever thought of coming and orgasming just one more time. He would have given anything to get off even one additional time in his life. He was so totally frustrated at himself for having made the choice that he made. Everytime he saw a pretty girl his cock, what remained, would get a bit stiff, but he could never get off. Some nights he just cried himself to sleep, sobbing at his own actions and lack of sex life. But deep down there was something more, there was a kind of pride. This had been done to help his mother. This was the ultimate gift that he had given her and he knew that he was loved. For on Jill’s advice, his mother had the dick preserved in a transparent case so that Jim could keep it in his room. He looked at it at night and dreamed of long, hard cocks that fucked and came.