In case it's not blatantly obvious within the first paragraph, contains MMF, Incest, and (less obvious) dub-con. Have fun with this stupid plotbunny. I hate my head. I don't even like women. "La vie cruelle," Spy let out a winded sigh. How did he end up here, sandwiched between mother and son in a post-sex cuddle-fest? Scout's hand rest on his inner thigh, dangerously close to his flaccid member. His chest and stomach was sticky with both of their loads. The kid's mother lay on his other side, her supple breasts flush against his arm as she hugged him lovingly. It had started out innocently enough: a simple trip over for dinner. When Spy had shown up at their house, the little Scout had answered the door, a frown on his face. Of course, they had fought and literally killed eachother multiple times, so their relationship wasn't the best. "Hello. I hope you won't start anyzhing in front of your mother. Respawn won't be here to save you this time..." He whispered, leaning in closely to the Scout. "And don't even zhink about mentioning our... little secret... to your mother." The Bostonian simply scoffed, swinging the door open and hurrying off, calling up the stairs for his mother. "Yer date's here, Ma!" There was more than a hint of venom laced in his tone. Scout's Mother came down the stairs, a small blush on her face. "Ah, ma petite chou-fleur...†cooed Spy. “You look as amazing as always." "Oh stop it!" She said with a small giggle. She hurried down the steps and threw her arms around his neck, planting her lips on his in a chaste kiss. A kiss Spy hastened to turn into something more, flicking his tongue against her lips. Scout watched silently from around a door frame, face red with anger and embarrassment. Why'd that jerk-face have to choose his ma? He quickly ducked out of sight when they finished, running back into the kitchen to inspect the dinner he had been instructed to cook. He heard the two laughing from the other room, and he gritted his teeth. Why couldn't he just get over that stupid Spy already? It's not like that one time had meant anything... He stirred the noodles as they boiled, and then went over to the simmering cheese sauce. The turkey in the oven was just about done as well. He slipped a hand into his pocket and fingered the small pill there. He grinned almost evilly. If he couldn't have the man, than his mother certainly wouldn't get him either. But he couldn't just do something so horrible to his mother. He had contemplated for weeks what to do, and had come to the conclusion that the best thing to do was to get his ma to hate the spy. Words hadn't done anything, and when his older brothers had visited talking about a pill that made girls super horny, the light bulb had went off. Certainly his mother wouldn't enjoy the guy practically trying to have sex with her in front of her son? Right? As he set the table, he also took the liberty of serving everyone while they sat in the living room, laughing and ugh, probably kissing. He poured a bit of the sauce into a bowl then glanced over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching before pulling out the pill and crushing it into small chunks. The pill was supposed to dissolve quickly in liquid, and his older brothers had told him it worked quickly. He grinned at his devilish plan. Certainly nothing at all could go wrong with this scheme. Nothing. He stirred the sauce until the small chunks of the pill disappeared, and then ladled it onto the cooked noodles. Afterwards, he made the rest and set them all on the table. His mom was old fashioned, and had a designated comfy chair for whenever they had guests over for dinner, so he knew that's where the Spy would be sitting. He placed the drugged bowl there and the other two where he and his ma would sit. After placing the turkey in the center of the table, he called out to the two lovebirds. "Dinna's done! Come an' eat!" Scout grew impatient as they sat eating at the table. The two ignored him for the most part, focused mostly on each other. His mom didn't seem to care about her son being there as the two flirted quite openly. Spy hadn't touched his noodles yet, instead picking slowly at the turkey, peas, and mashed potatoes. He gripped the table as the spy finally put his fork in the bowl of noodles. He stirred it a bit, speared a few pieces on his fork and... wait. Spy grinned as he put the fork up to his date's mouth. Scout watched in horror as he fed her like a baby. She chewed the noodles, then swallowed. Scout stared in disbelief as the Spy then began to eat away at the noodles himself. "Hmm. Does zhis taste funny to you?" "What?" "Oh, nozhing." He fed her another bite... Thanks to my beta reader. I can't remember your name. At all. But thanks :3
I..really want more of this~
Oh my god more please.
I, too, would like to see more of this. Anyone else bothered by the dinner, though? I mean...turkey and mac n cheese? Who eats this?
>>4 I imagined, like, spaghetti with a cheesy sauce, like alfredo or sommat. Either way, sounds perfectly delicious to me.
>>4 I'm more surprised that Scout cooked an entire turkey. Those things take hours. It's a good start to the story. I would have like to have seen some more mystery in the writing. It is suffering from a little bit of the 'showing and not telling' trap that many authors fall in to. If you incorporate a few subtle allusions to Scout's emotional plight without revealing everything to the readers, it would add a lot more depth to the narrative. Your pacing is a bit fast, so I think that could help it. Otherwise I'm really keen to see where you take this!
I second 2, 3 and 4... I'm left craving more of this story. I don't know, as unusual as Scout making a lovely dinner sounds, I think he'd do it if his Ma told him to. Kinda one of those surprise features that no one knows about until it happens (if i'm making any sense at all). Betcha Spy's gonna spread the word that Scout can cook when they get back to the base and he'll be made to make all the meals heh heh heh. Scout in an apron and rolling pin with that mouth and attitude of his... I have an urge to draw now.
Aaaaah where is this going? And why do I want to read more so badly? Also, as an individual with something of a domestic kink, the idea of Scout cooking is kinda really hot.
>>8 IKR? Guys cooking for their lovers is just really hot, especially if they don't seem the domestic type in the least. Expect sex soon, I guess. I kinda just want to get this out of my head already.
Okay, have some smut. Maybe I should put a bit more effort into stories... ~ The spy sat his fork down after he had finished the noodles. His face felt hot and... was he getting an erection? He coughed, loosening his tie a bit. Why was it so hot in here? He glanced over to Scout's mother, who was squirming a bit in her seat. Her face was almost as beet red as his. Scout, however, looked like he had just seen a ghost. "What's wrong with you?" He asked, his voice surprisingly husky. Scout jumped in his seat. "Nothing! Haven't you been here long enough? I think it's time you left!" "Hey! I'll say when it's time to... go..." Ma let out a small sigh, and now Scout's face was flushed too. His own mother! Disgusting! He fidgeted in his seat as he watched the two become increasingly more hot and bothered. Spy couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. His mind was swimming with vivid mental images, both of the beautiful lady sitting across from him, and of the lanky teen. His pants grew taut as his arousal attempted to free itself. Suddenly he felt a foot tracing its way up his leg. He attempted to keep a straight face as it travelled further up- until the toes found the tent in his pants. He gripped the table as the foot teased him, and glanced over at Scout. He just knew the kid was behind this. What sick game is he playing? he thought, biting back a moan that threatened to escape. "We're all done, right?" Scout had to act quickly, separate them before they were all over each other. He stood and moved to collect the plates, but his Ma objected. "No! Uh... I don't think Spy is done eating?" "Oui. I... would like more turkey." He said, moving forward to carve some more onto his plate. He grabbed the knife, then clumsily dropped it onto the table, feeling the foot teasing the head of his arousal. He so desperately wanted to free it. He would kill the scout for, well, whatever it is he had done to them... "Actually... Where is your restroom?" He said through small gasps. Ma practically jumped out of her seat, followed quickly by Scout. "I'll show him, Ma!" "Oh... right... okay." She sat down again, fanning herself with her hand. Spy stood, pulling the bottom of his suit over his clear arousal, then began following Scout through the house. They didn't say anything to each other until they reached the bathroom. Spy grabbed the Scout by the shirt and pulled him in, shutting the door behind them. "What did you do?" He demanded. Scout stared into his lust-filled eyes, and couldn't help himself from laughing. "This... ooh merde... This is NOT funny!" Scout couldn't feel threatened in the least, though he knew the spy could kill him in an instant. What happened next took the kid by surprise. "You're going to fix zhis. RIGHT. NOW." Scout glanced down as he heard a zipper, and then felt himself being pushed to his knees. "Don't pretend like zhis isn't what you wanted zhe entire time..." Scout resisted, but found himself submitting way too easily when the spy pulled out his prick- the drug he had slipped Spy really had an intense effect. Without even being touched, he was rock hard, the tip glistening with pre already. But now was definitely not the time or the place for this, despite how tempting it looked. "Da hell is wrong wit' ya!?" He objected. He looked up at Spy, and stopped struggling; The man was practically crying. "Please,“ Spy pleaded, “I need it so bad..." Scout swallowed dryly, debating whether to give in and please the man or let him suffer some more. Spy let out a frustrated whine, and thrust his hips forward, seeking any sort of contact with Scout. "Please... just put it in your mouth already." Though Scout realized it was most likely the drugs talking, he couldn't help but indulge himself. "Well, since ya asked so nicely." He opened his mouth and flicked his tongue over the tip, licking up the pre that had beaded from the slit. It was salty, but distinctly familiar. Spy's knees shook from just that little contact, his cock already about to erupt. Scout opened his mouth wide and went down on the man, enjoying the taste. Spy's knees gave out from the intense pleasure, and he stumbled backwards, sitting on the edge of the bath tub. Scout followed, wanting to see Spy lose control from the pleasure. He was so caught up in tormenting the man that he forgot about his Ma. She had sat impatiently in her chair, waiting for Spy to return. Her panties were soaked through, even though no one had even touched her yet. She stood and walked bowlegged to the bathroom. Without knocking, she swung open the door. "Spy, I need-" Scout froze, Spy's cock buried deep down his throat. Spy's orgasm hit at that exact moment. He thrust his hips forward and his hands went up to hold Scout's head down. Scout struggled as Spy unloaded into his mouth, and he was forced to swallow it. He pushed away the moment Spy let up. "Ma, this isn't what it-" She stood there, an odd look on her face, her hand up her skirt. "You don't know how hot it is seein' you two like that..." TO BE CONTNUED (?(Of course)) Thanks to my beta reader again. What's your name anyway?
gah! more!
MORE
Holy shit I love you please more
WHERE ARE YOU
Huh? Oh, what's this. Just sitting around on my computer... Here, take it. Scout recoiled in both shock and digust at the sight- His own Ma with her hand in her panties, skirt bunched up. Her fingers moved around inside the lacy intimates, her juices trickling down the inside of her legs. Spy just sat there with a stupid grin on his face as he watched Ma fingering herself. Even after the explosive release he had just experienced, whatever had happened to them was obviously still in their system, and his member was still hard, and glistening with the saliva from the boy's mouth. His knees shook as he attempted to stand and make his way over to her. Scout jumped from the floor himself. "NO! STOP IT!" He objected, putting himself in between them, hands going up to stop them from getting any closer. One hand landed on the spy's flat chest, and the other was gripping something soft and pillowy... His face flushed red as his Ma let out a moan, her own hand encouraging him to squeeze her mounds. He removed his hand quickly. Thiscan'tbehappeningthiscan'tbehappening. kept racing through his head. How had his wonderfully devious plan backfired like this. "Oh son... please... help your ma..." "Yes, little scout. Zhis WAS your fault, after all..." They both purred, encouraging him to give into the sinful urges. Spy leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Or do I have to force feed you some of your 'special' noodles..." This earned a shudder from the boy, both at the hot breath tickling his ear, and the knowledge that Spy had known all along... The couple pushed in on him, trapping him up against the wall in the bathroom, and then a hand was cupping his (shamefully) erect flesh. He didn't dare look down to see who's hand it was. Ma let out a shocked moan as Spy's hand wound around behind her and slipped between her thighs. Scout was horribly conflicted. That hand felt so great... Now he wasn't a complete man lover, and the idea of having the best of both worlds was certainly intriguing. But not if the girl was his mother! He shut his eyes tight as the hand teasing him pulled his zipper down and unbuttoned his pants, and kept them shut as both his pants and underwear were swiftly pulled down his legs. The heat surrounding him lessened, and he opened his eyes just in time to see the Spy, damned sexy frenchy, on his knees hungrily eyeing his erect member. His Ma's hand had gripped the mask and was using it as leverage as she pushed his head towards her son's arousal, and he eagerly accepted, opening his mouth and taking the tip in. Scout couldn't resist the moan he let out as the Spy's tongue teased at the slit. "Mmm... That's so fuckin hot..." His mother cooed, and when she was sure Spy wouldn't stop, she got on the floor, placing herself between Spy's legs and diving into his crotch. Spy's own moans vibrated around the boy flesh in his mouth, and Scout clenched his fists, leaning against the wall for support. Last time they had ever been this intimate, Spy had refused to go anywhere near his member, and now here he was, somehow still managing to look sophisticated, even with a cock in his mouth. From this angle, it was easy to see why his mother had fallen for him... Spy was in heaven. Of course, he could get either of them whenever he wanted, but never at the same time like this. The possibilty hadn't ever seemed... well, like a possibility. And yet here he was, the son's taste in his mouth, and the mother's expert tongue around him. Scout had the disadvantage of less experience. For all his boasting back at the base, he had had very little actual sex, aside from a few 'experiments' as a kid and of course... that time with the Spy. He lasted only a little longer than the Spy had, and he wasn't even drugged. His member twitched and spasmed almost painfully, and Spy worked even harder, bringing him to an almost painful release. The boy's load filled his mouth quickly. Scout tried to hold back his sounds unsuccesffuly, mewling like a kitten in heat. If he hadn't just had his own orgasm, Spy probably would've came from the sexy noises that he caused. He kept the boy's load in his mouth as he let the member slip out of his mouth. Scout sank to the floor, eyes glazed over, and Spy shifted, bringing his face close. Their lips met, and Ma watched with aroused facination as the two kissed. Scout almost objected, but realized he had no energy to resist. His mouth opened, and then the spy's tongue was in there, pushing his own load into his mouth. Their lips locked, Scout made a struggle at the taste but couldn't spit it out, and was forced to swallow. Then the tongue toyed at the inside of his mouth, spreadin the taste all around, and damn if this wasn't starting to get hot as hell. They parted, both out of breath. Ma continued expertly working the Spy over with her mouth, but Spy lovingly cupped her cheek, pulling her off. "Let us move somewhere more... comfortable," he said, voice ragged and chest heaving. Her eyes twinkled as Spy grabbed her hand and helped her up, then tugged on Scout's arm, leading them out of the cramped bathroom and straight towards Ma's room. They didn't even bother shutting the door before scout was tossed onto the bed and Spy pounced on top of him. Ma sat on the side, hand gripping around Spy's member to rub slowly. She cooed as Spy shifted, gripping Scout's legs behind the knees to push them up, giving him access to the hole he had already claimed once. His dove in, tongue lapping at the twitching entrance. Scout bit back his moans again, looking away in embarassment as his mother watched. The spy worked his tongue expertly, and Scout's member twitched back to life, a dollop of pre forming on the slit. Spy grinned evily as he moved from the boy's hole to lap up at the leaking juices, earning a restrained yelp from him. "Stop teasin' him... Go on, give it to him hard..." Ma purred, hand gently teasing his balls and member. Spy didn't have to be told twice. He moved away, still holding the kid's legs above him, and lined his member up with the kid's hole. Scout squirmed beneath him, trying to forget that his Ma was here at all, but it was hard when she kept moving and speaking... hang on where was she going? She got off the bed and then onto the floor, reaching underneath the bed. She came back up with an 8 inch floppy dildo. Before Scout could complain about how disgusting that was, Spy pushed in, stretching him out, and his words turned into a loud moan of gibberish. Ma worked the dildo over with some of her spit before moving behind Spy and spreading his cheeks. "Ahn! What are you... no!" Spy tried to move away, but suddenly the thick plastic dildo was forcefully shoved inside him. His hips jerked forward and buried himself to the hilt inside the boy. TO BE CONTINUED ewww vaginas
Oh god yay.
Oh wow, hit right on my kink for aphrodisiacs. Nff, please continue.
I don't suppose it'd be too much to ask for concrit besides "wow great so good i'm horny write moar"