Dick is a powerful thing. Maybe my momma did raise a fool. Hell maybe she was a fool herself. I had thrown up in her toilet and instead of being a mother she was really just taking the opportunity to talk about her own problems as I threw up over the toilet.
“I think he’s cheating.”
“What?”
“I think Ant is cheating,” my mom explained looking out the bathroom door to make sure that he wasn’t out there listening to every word we were saying.
No shit.
“What makes you think that?” I asked her.
“I came home earlier today and he was sweating and really tired. The sheets were covered with. You know. I’m sure he’s cheating Christian. I just know it.”
“Well if you know it they why don’t you leave him?” I asked, “No wait. Hold up. Why did you marry him in the first place. He’s way younger than you mom. He was my damn friend. Why would you marry someone the same age as your son?”
It was true. Not only was Ant my friend but I was the one who introduced them. I had introduced them and Ant would always come around. Mind you please take note that Ant and I already were involved when he met my mom. We had been fucking for a long time sneaking around the neighborhood to any place. The only reason I invited him over when I was younger was so I would have a place to go.
So how come I’m wrong? I didn’t steal my mom’s boyfriend. My mom stole mine.
“You were the one who told me to get out there and start dating.”
“Yeah. I didn’t mean start dating my friends.”
“Age ain’t nothing but a number. Your father was younger than me.”
“Younger than you is one thing. As young as your son is another thing Mom. I’m tired of having to be the one to raise you all; the time. You should be the one telling me about this. No one likes him. Grandma hates his guts and Aunt Kim…”
“Your Aunt Kim is jealous!”
Aunt Kim wasn’t jealous. She made sense. I liked to think of her as more of my mother figure than my actual real mom. My mom was always too young to really raise me and Aunt Kim took on a lot of that responsibility. It sucked that I had to admit that my mother was unfit but the truth is the fucking truth. She needed to get it together.
“Mom look. Ok you wanted to have fun with him but why marry him? Does that make sense to you? Ant don’t even got a job.”
“Neither do you.”
“I”m not married!”
“Whatever. You know what forget it. I don’t know why I decided to talk to you. You ain’t no goddam help anyway.”
She was mad. I couldn’t help telling her the truth. The truth was that I was sick of my mother. I was sick of the idea that I had to lie to her because she wanted to marry my the guy I was having sex with. I hated the fact that even now I could barely keep away from him. Why else would I have come to this house in the middle of the night.
The more I thought about it though the more I realized that it was wrong for me to be here. I started walking out of the house when I felt an arm pull me back.
“Where the hell you going?” Ant said.
Ant was handsome. He looked good. I had to admit it. Damn this dude was hot. He had his shirt off and his muscles were gleaming in the light. He had the best biceps that I knew. I could just stare at him like that for hours. His basketball shorts were so low that I could see pubic hair. He didn’t have any drawers on underneath them.
“I got to go home Ant.”
“What you mean go home? Why’d you come here?”
“I don’t know.”
He leaned forward and grabbed my hand. He placed my hand on his dick. He let my hand rub up and down the shaft of his dick through his basketball shorts. He kept doing it. He leaned forward and started to lick on my bottom lip.
I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as he sucked on my bottom lip.
“I know why the fuck you here, son. You want this dick.”
“Don’t call me son.”
‘You tripping. I ain’t even mean it like that.”
“Well whether you meant like that or not. It’s the truth. I’m your stepson remember? You are a year older than me and I’m your fucking stepson.”
‘Damn, why you trippin shawty? You acting up. You need to just let me take you in that bathroom real quick. Good dick will make you listen.”
I pushed away from him.
I pushed away from him harder than I wanted to actually and ended up falling into the cabinet behind me. He helped me up. I was drunk but I knew that I didn’t want to do this.
“I’m done with you Ant,” I stated shaking my head, “You hear me? I’m done. I’m over this shit. You and my mom, ya’ll deserve each other.”
“Yo…why you trippin. See that’s why I don’t like you going out. Everytime you go out your pussy ass friends start getting thoughts in your head. Let me bang that back out real quick and we can talk about it later.”
“It’s always about sex with you.”
“ANT!”
The voice was loud. It was coming from upstairs.
“Your wife is calling you,” I stated shaking my head.
He knew what that meant. It meant that I got cut off and abandoned. She probably wanted the dick and the worst part of this all was that I was sharing dick with my mother. It made me feel fucking sick really. I had no idea why the hell I was doing this.
“Wait right here. Ok? Don’t leave. We’ll talk about this in a second.”
Usually I would have done what he said. I would have waited for him to go upstairs and give my mom some half ass excused and bullshit around with her until she fell asleep. Once she fell asleep he would come back downstairs give me the best dick ever and then go back uptsairs to cuddle with her.
I would have ok with that usually but today was different.
I turned and left.



I had got home later that night.