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Son for Hire: Chapter 115 (End)
🕑 Added 2022-10-11 22:08:28 +0000 UTCThe moment her long-lasting orgasm was over a change washes over Evelyn. In just the span of a few seconds the sexy Domme that had just destroyed my ass becomes the gentle woman I had so totally fallen in love with. Laying on top of me she gazes into my eyes aglow in the aftermath of our sex. I go to speak but she shakes her head and places a finger to my lips. “Shhhh.”
I smile and obey.
Bound and pinned beneath her all I can do is endure the soft love she lavishes onto me. With a feather soft touch she caresses my sweaty brow and teases at my tousled hair. She looks at me like only she ever did, taking in every little detail that made me me. She knew and loved my every blemish and mole and tiny scar. Though older and wiser I could see in her gorgeous face that she was just as much overwhelmed as I was right now. Love makes fools of us all.
Holding me down she kisses me here and there, when ever and where ever the urge would strike her, and continuously strokes my hair and my skin. Not a word is spoken. Touch and sight and feel was more than enough to convey our thoughts and feelings. Until this very day we always worried this moment would be the beginning of the end of what we had built together but now it was just the turning of a page. With Alan’s blessing given there was nothing that could ever separate us now.
I loved how her cock slowly softened inside of me and the wonderful wet, squishy, loose feeling it left behind. I loved how her hot, sweaty body stuck to mine. I loved her smell and how, through her eyes, I could see myself as the beautiful person that I really was. But most of all, I loved her.
Eventually she turns us over so that I was on top but does so carefully, so that she did not slip out. She didn’t want to leave me and I wanted to her to stay. Straddled atop her I sit up and play with body as we continue to gaze and pet. In fact, I stay so long she gets hard again! Gently, slowly, romantically I ride her to another orgasm. I wished I could have gone again by my twice fucked hole had hit its limit.
We continue to play and explore. I eat her out to one last lingering climax the crawl into her arms to cuddle. I nearly fall asleep before she rouses me to attention.
She leads me out of bed and into the washroom where she bathes us both in the very tub she cleaned me that first life changing day. As thorough as ever she gets every bit of me before turning to herself. She then attends to my sore tushie, checking on it and putting some nice cool ointment on my well worked hole. Washed and fresh we head back into the room. The lube, the soiled blankets, everything is quickly tidied before we crawl into bed together for the night.
Of all of the things we’d done sleeping together through the night was something we’d never had the chance to do. I curl up into a little ball as Evelyn pulls me into her for a warm, Mommy snuggle.
I was at peace. I was happy. I was…hers.
“Good night my sweet Prince.” She whispers with a kiss to my head.
I smile from ear to ear and snuggle in closer. “Good night Mommy.”
***
Five months later and the Thompson/Garcia household is dealing with another crisis. Eugene was coming home for an unexpected visit. He would arrive first thing in the morning and none of us quite knew how in the hell we were going to explain the unique family that had formed since his last visit back before Evelyn and I had even met.
None of us were ashamed of our unique polyamorous arrangement but to actually try and explain it to one’s kid was a challenge that neither Alan nor Evelyn had quite managed yet. Alan felt that it wasn’t something to be talked about hurriedly over the phone, and Eugene’s brief calls home were always hurried, and Evelyn didn’t have the heart to tell her son that there was another ‘son’ in the picture. Kitty volunteered to break the news but, knowing her penchant for mischief, they adamantly refused. Besides, they’d say, it should come from one his parents and not a stranger. Honestly I think they were both hoping that he’d hear it through the grapevine somewhere along the way and bring up the issue himself but he’d been so busy and so disconnected from his hometown that he never heard about the rumors back when they first surfaced.
To the community our strange little family was something of an open secret. People now knew that the Garcia’s were siblings, not spouses. Not only did Kitty and Alan take regular drives through the neighborhood in the Thunderbird she had an adorable baby bump now and everybody knew whose child it was. It was impossible not to the way Alan so proudly spoke of it. Evelyn and I went out regularly for our charity events or simply for nights on the town. And Alan and Evelyn were closer than they’d been in years, their open and honest relationship giving their marriage a much needed resurgence. It wasn’t that rare for all four of us to go out either. Yeah we’d get looks but none of us gave a damn. Heck, even Alan and I had started doing things together. I’d even caddied for him once. Slowly but surely he was becoming the father-figure I’d always needed. Our family was happy and it was secure.
At first we all thought the truth would cause more problems than it did. I know back in Kitty and I’s old neighborhood the rumor mill would have spinning off of its axle. Funny thing we learned about these rich folks though, they were amazing at publicly ignoring each other’s dirty laundry even as they whispered slander privately. It seemed that everybody in this tranquil slice of paradise had a skeleton or two in their closets and didn’t dare speak too loudly.
The months, the most joyous of my life, had whizzed by in a blur. Alan was still Alan, though a much mellowed and happier version of the man he was before. Kitty, as strong and healthy as a woman could be, was now enrolled in her accountancy course and was doing well. Not that her grades really mattered that much since her ‘Daddy” already made sure that she had cushy job lined up once she was ready to work after some time with the baby. Hooray for nepotism! My art had come along leaps and bounds, some of it now hanging proudly down at Harper’s cafe. There had been some interest among the well-to-do clientele and I suspected my first sale wasn’t far off now. Though we didn’t need the money I still worked at the cafe. The friends I’d made and the things I was learning made the job a nice stabilizing facet to my new life. And Evelyn? Well, she was in Mommy heaven. She had a family again. She had people that needed her. She had two stubborn young twenty-something siblings and a husband to look after. Most of all, she had her boy. And with a new addition just a few months away now you better believe the nursery was the best in the whole damn city. Evelyn’s joyful squeal still rang in my ears from the day that Kitty asked her if she could stand in as nanny, wet-nurse, and loving grandma whenever Kit needed a break.
Diane, Lamar, my mother, and our old life was securely locked away in the past. Under Alan and Evelyn’s care they couldn’t touch Kitty and I anymore. By embracing our love and the truth of our situation there was nothing they could threaten us with. And, after that last painful encounter with her, my feelings toward my mother were as dead as her cold, shriveled heart. I learned that the opposite of love was not hate but apathy. I just didn’t care about her and that freed me of her for good. Even if she showed up again someday she would be little more than a stranger to me now. I’d been going to therapy to work out some of my issues, though truthfully it was Evelyn who really healed me.
As our supper concluded, another culinary masterclass by Evelyn, Alan makes the decision. “I’ll tell Eugene when he gets here. Man to man.” He says before looking to Kitty and I. “You two make yourselves scarce until I can break the news.”
“Awww.” Whines Kit. “I want to see his reaction.”
Alan chuckles. “I’ll tell you all about it baby girl.”
“If that’s what you want big guy.” I shrug. “Honestly, serves him right for not calling regularly.”
“Now Donald.” Evelyn gently scolds. “You know how busy he is.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
She winks at me. “I think my boys are going to get along just wonderfully.”
I roll my eyes dubiously. “Yes Ma’am.”
“It’s decided then.” Alan nods. “I’ll make it quick.” He wipes his mouth with a napkin and gets ready to get up from the table.
Kitty pokes his arm, that old impish twinkle in her eye again. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“Huh?” He looks at her and an instant later I notice a blush color his cheeks above his beard. “Oh, right. Ahem…uh, Donny?”
I hide my smile behind my last sip of wine. I knew that blush well at this point. “Mmm?”
“I was…we were…erm, well, we were wondering…”
“Yes?” I get up to help Evelyn with the dishes.
“Ask him.” Prods Kit.
He grumbles. “A man shouldn’t have to ask to be with his own…”
“Daddy, please.” Begs my sister with those big, irresistible brown eyes of hers.
Evelyn shakes her big booty our way as she places some of the dirty plates on the counter. “Ask my Prince nicely or the answer is no.”
“Ahem!” He clears his throat then blurts out all at once. “Kitty and I were wondering if we could borrow Evelyn tonight.”
“Borrow her?” I ask innocently.
“You know what I mean!” He bellows.
I laugh. “I suppose…”
“That means yes!” Hoots Kitty. “You’re with us tonight Evie baby.”
“Wait a sec…” I protest.
“Oh my!” Evelyn chuckles. “Well, this should be fun.”
“Damn right it will.” Kit grins. “Threesomes are the best.” She looks at me and teases. “Aren’t they Donny? Aren’t threesome just the best?”
Through clenched teeth I gripe. “I wouldn’t know, sis.”
“Oh yeah, that’s right.” She chirps playfully. “I forgot.”
I might have ‘cucked’ Alan at the onset but in the end the big guy had gotten the last laugh. I couldn’t be with my sister, obviously, and neither Alan nor I wanted to do bedroom things involving the other which meant that I was the one left in the cold when threesomes were had. Evelyn and I agreed that her cock was mine and mine alone but she was free for unfettered fun otherwise. In this castle I loved being the Prince, I LIVED to be my Queen’s Prince, but it was still pretty damn good to be King.
I grumble and give Kitty a brotherly glare. “Have fun…I guess.”
“We will.” Kitty croons with a great big grin.
***
An hour later I am in the living room working through a new technique on a small water painted landscape and trying to ignore the moans coming from upstairs when all of a sudden the front door unlocks, opens and slams shut again.
“What the hell!?” I spring up from my seat and hurry to the door to see all six foot one and two hundred pounds of a lean good-looking man about my age with very familiar hazel eyes.
He looks down at me as perplexed to see me as I was to see him. “What the hell yourself.” He says, his Dad’s gruffness coming out in his baritone voice. “Who are you?”
“I…”
“OHHHHHH EVIEEEE!!!” My sister’s cries of passion echo down the stairs followed swiftly by. “Oh yes! Oh yes! OH YES! Mmmmm! Hahhhh! Yes! Choke me with your big cock Daddy…glllrrmmm!”
“What the fuck?” Eugene gawks.
“Hey Eugene.” I greet him warmly. “Welcome home.”
“Welcome home?” He says. “Who in the hell are you? And what in the hell is going on here?”
“My name is Donny.” I take his hand and shake it. “It’s so good to finally meet you.”
“Finally…?”
The moaning voice of his mother, and my Mommy, is the next to descend from the kinky debauchery happening above our heads. “Ohhhh Alan! God yes!”
“And as for what’s going on here.” I smile as I motion him to take a seat in the living room. “Well, that’s going to be a long story bro.”
The End
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Author's Note: Holy shit! After over 11 months (and one of the most challenging and painful years of my life) we actually made it to the end. There were times I didn't know if Son for Hire was going to make it and other times where it was one of the things helping me through the tough patches. I am SO HAPPY I was able finish this one. Hopefully to a satisfying conclusion. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for sticking with it this far. I sure hope you enjoyed it. ❤
