Son for Hire: Chapter 50

Update:  I gotta say, you all are the fucking best.  Your wishes of condolence touched my heart and the fact that almost all of you stuck around after a week without chapters really humbles me.  Thank you.

The grief gets less intense day by day but I am still shattered.  This has been one of the most difficult weeks of my life and it's not over yet.  This weekend is the funeral so don't expect anything more from me until at least Monday.

The nature of my loss will make this particular story more challenging for awhile.  Thankfully I am very good at compartmentalizing my smut and my real life.  But certain scenes could be tough to write for a bit.  If SfH ends up slowing I will try my best to make up for it elsewhere.  We'll see how it goes.

Finally, I'm not sure if I need to say this but, don't feel the slightest bit guilty if you want to bow out of being a Patron while I go through this rocky patch in my life.  I get it.  It's cool.

Love to you all.

Now, after all of that wonderfully cheery news, back to the story!  LOL

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I only have to wait a few minutes before my phone rings.  It was her.

“Hi.”  I say in the soft submissive voice that I reserved just for her.  

It had only been a short time but I was already prepared for the show I hoped to perform for my Mistress.  My old laptop open on floor in front of me I kneel on the hard floor as naked as the day I was born, my supplies laid out beside the computer.  Seeing my face and bare shoulders in the corner of the screen already had my nervous heart pounding.

“Showtime?”  She asks.

“Please.”

“Please?”

“Pleeeease.”  I beg.  “I’m so hornyyyy.”

“My goodness!”  She chuckles.  “Listen to you.”

“I’m online.”  I say.  “The camera and mic aren’t the best, but they’re working.”

“Your sister?”

“Out for a couple of hours.  I’m all alone and I’m so hornyyy.”  I whine with a smile on my face.  “Pleeease Mom.  I want it so baaaad.”

“Stop whining baby.  Let me hear your pretty voice.”

“Yes Mum.”  I say softly.  “Please?”

“Well…”  There is a long excruciating pause.  “…Alan is busy and…since you asked so nicely, I suppose so.”

I giggle excitedly.  “Thank youuu!”

“Mmm.”

“You know where to find me.”

“See you soon my boy.”

The call ends and I set the phone to the side and stare at the screen waiting for Evelyn to call me via the video conferencing program we agreed that we’d use.  At the last second I switch to laying on my stomach.  I grab a pillow to cushion my crotch from the hard floor and tilt the camera to frame me so that the screen showed that I was in the buff without actually showing anything.  Elbows on the floor, chin on my hands, feet playfully swaying through the air, I wait for the call.  It isn’t long before I hear the chime.  I click to answer and Evelyn’s gorgeous face fills the screen.

“Hi!”  I smile, my kicking feet quickening in excitement.

Her eyebrows raise the moment she sees me, her smile lifts my heart.  “Well hello there handsome!”

I giggle.  “How was your day?”

“Pretty good.  I was a bit tired is all.”

“Because of me.”

“I’m fine.”  She says.  Leaning in she takes a closer look.  “Are you wearing anything you little rascal?”

“Not a thing.” I titter.  “Totally nude.  I couldn’t even get my cage on.  My little guy was too…happy.”

She laughs then lets out a cute sigh.  “That’s my boy.”

We just look at each other for a time all aflutter.  Her camera pulls back and down as she lowers her phone to her lap allowing me to now see that she was in a lacy gray satin nightie which showed off her full figure magnificently.  Behind her was her headboard telling me that she was in her and Alan’s bedroom sitting in bed.  From the angle it made her look like a twenty foot tall giant.  I can’t help but smile as I imagine her being like that.  I could climb on her belly and curl up for a nice warm nap and she would hold me and care for me and watch over me as I slept.

“What’s that big smile all about?”  She smirks.

“You look so pretty today.  Prettier than anything.”

“Aw, thank you.”  She says happily.  “And you are cute as a gumdrop, as always.”

I bow my head bashfully.  “Thank you Ma’am.”

“Is everything ready for the big move?”

“Yes Ma’am.  Everything is ready for tomorrow.  I pick up the truck early so we should be out there by noon.”

“Oh good.  Well I will be here waiting for you.”  She relaxes back into the pillows she had tucked behind her.  “Are you scared?  This is a big change for you and your sister.  You’ve been there a long time.”

“Too long.  I am counting the seconds until we can get out of here.”  I say.  “And you?  Second thoughts about brining me out there?  We’re flirting with disaster here.”

She nods.  “Yeah.  I know.  No, no second thoughts.”

“I like your hair.  Did you do something with it?”

Again she smiles as she strokes her long red locks down over her shoulders.  “You noticed!  Yes, just a little trim.  Nothing big.”

“Well it looks great.”

“You are too much.”  She whispers as she reaches down to touch the screen with her fingertips.  “Are you cold baby?”

“I’m okay.”  I wriggle closer.  “I wish I was there to snuggle under the blankets with you though.”

“Me too baby.”  She says.

I tilt my head to rest it on my left hand then reach my other hand out to touch the screen so that it was as if our fingertips met.  “We can just hang out if you’re not in the mood.  I just want to spend time with you.”

“Oh my prince.”  She beams. “You are such a good boy.”

“I’m a horny boy.”  I confess.

“And there is nothing wrong with that.”  She says.  “Mommy’s a little excited too.”  She tilts the camera down to give me a glimpse of the growing bulge bending her sleek nightie.

Instantly my mouth begins to water.  I lick my lips and swallow hard.  My dick twitches and so does my yearning butt hole.  Words cannot describe how much I wanted to be fucked by that woman.

She tilts it back toward her face.  “Are you sure you are ready for your toy?  It’s awfully big compared to a finger.”

I nod rapidly.  “I can do it.  It’s not that big.  Even I’m bigger than it is.”

“Well you are a big boy.  A big strong boy.”  She chuckles.  “Why don’t you show me how much bigger you are.”

“Yes Ma’am!”  I giggle.  My hesitancy to show myself naked on camera is long gone as I push off of the floor up to kneeling position.

“Oh my!”  Her eyes flare.  “Look at you!  Mmm, mmm!”  She openly ogles me and boy does it feel good.  “You used that grooming kid I see.”

“Yeah.”  I nod.  “I wanted to look good for you.”

“You always look good baby.  But you’re looking a little extra good today.”

“He he he.”  I play with my short trimmed and sculpted pubes a bit before grabbing my dildo.  With it in one hand and my dick in the other I bring the toy up beside my manhood to show her the comparison.  I laugh and puff my chest out proudly.  “Look!  I’m bigger and I’m not even all the way hard!  Ha ha ha!”

She laughs with me.  “Shhhh.  Not so loud baby.”

“Do you see?  Do you see Mom?  I’m bigger!”

“I see you my boy.”  She says brightly.  “Goodness you are so big.”

“He he he.”  I begin to stroke my cock, wanting to bring the rest of the way to life to really show her what I had.

“Mmm.  Come a little closer my pet.  Let me see your little guy even better.”

Eagerly I slide the pillow forward then kneel on it closer to my laptop.  My head and shoulders were now cut off in the frame but it now clearly showed my dick and the fake phallus.  With Evelyn watching it does not take long to get to full mast.  I flex my penis as hard as it would go.  Turning left I show her how my dick stuck past the other one by an inch or so.  Turning right I show her how my mine completely eclipsed the other.  Turning straight on I show them side by side.

“Look.  See.  I’m thicker too.”  I say excitedly.  “Do you see?  Do you see?”

“I see it my boy.”  She chuckles.  “I see it.”

“I am a big boy!”

I loved how her body jiggled at her joyful laughter at my silliness.  “Yes my love.”

“My balls are bigger too.”

“Yes my pet.  I see them.”

“I looked it up.  My toy is about average size for guys.” I bounce up and down playfully so that my dick bobbed and my nuts bounced.  “Look how much bigger I am than that.  See.”

“You boys and your obsession with size.”  She titters to herself, clearly adoring my goofy behavior despite how silly it was.  Compared to her my pecker was downright minuscule, she thought of it as ‘cute’, but she was enjoying my vibrant exuberance regardless.  She rolls her eyes.  “Yes my prince, I see you.  Mommy is VERY impressed.”

“He he he!”  Feeling a bit extra naughty I lean down to peer into the lens.  “Am I really bigger than…you know who?”

“Donald.”  She scolds.  “That’s not…”  She was flustered.  “I told you that back before I knew you two would meet.  You were just some boy in my tub back then.”

“It’s true though.  Isn’t it?”

“Donald.”

“Mmm?”

“Donald…you can’t…”

“It’s trueeee.”  I sing.  “I’m biggerrrr than Alannn.”

With a terribly guilty blush she whispers.  “Yes.  He’s…about the size of your toy.”

“Pffff!  He he he he he!”

“Now you stop that!”  She points at me sternly though she was holding back giggles.  “That is private information.”

“He he he.”  I lean back and thrust my hips up and forward, flexing my hard cock as hard as I possibly could to watch it swell alongside the competition to show both Evelyn and myself just how much larger I could be.  Alan was a beast, he could crush me with one of his massive hands, but it sure was a boost the manly ego to know I had him beat so decisively between the legs.

“Don’t you tease him.”  She says.  “You aren’t supposed to know that.”

“I know.”  I croon.  “I’ll be good.”

“You better be.”  She says more seriously.  “Besides, he is just fine the way he is.  That is how God made him.  That size stuff doesn’t matter.”

“Oh…it matters.”  I quip.

“He’s perfectly…”

“Average.”

“Donald!”  She snaps.

“I’ll be good.” I say more obediently and bow my head.  “Sorry Ma’am.”

“Good.” She nods firmly.  “Enough about him.”  She says as she taps her chin thoughtfully, a lewd twinkle in her hazel eyes.  “Now…here I am with my very own personal camboy.  Whatever shall I do with him?”

I sit my butt down between my feet, dildo in my hand, ready to obey her every whim.  “Anything you wish.”