Growing boy- 2

Eric was still watching television at twelve-thirty that night when he heard his mom’s car in the drive. She would be pissed if she caught him up this late, but he’d planned for this. He snapped off the television, the only thing that was creating light in the house, and walked quickly to his bedroom. He was in bed and feigning sleep long before he heard her key in the door.

He listened as the front door opened and closed, and then he heard a man’s voice. Well, it wasn’t the first time she’d brought someone home. He heard his mom giggle and the man’s answering laughter. Their voices moved into her bedroom, and then things were quiet for a while. He heard some thumps and bumps and some more soft laughter.

Minutes later, a rhythmic bumping sound came through the wall between his mom’s bedroom and his room. “Oh yes, baby, screw me with that big thing,” he heard his mother say in a long drawn out moan. Eric knew they were fucking. In his mind’s eye, he saw some guy – no doubt a young stud – on top of his mom, his dick appearing and disappearing into her pussy.