“I’m so glad about how supportive you are being. So, I already announced that I would have a special guest on the cam around now,” she said without turning around. “It got a really positive response. And yes, I will let you keep any of the money I make today.”
“Mom, what the fuck are you talking about?” I rarely used that kind of language in front of her, but I was way too confused.
She turned and frowned at me. “Language, Josh,” she said sternly. “I told you. Phase 3. You are so much more comfortable with your body with me, and at school. And you did so well with Candy. But now you have to show it to other people. You need to see how people see you and deal with their reactions.” She looked down at my stiff cock, “And I think you are going to be happy about those reactions.”
She turned back around and continued to set everything up.
“But mom. That’s too much. I can’t do that…” I searched my mind for some kind of excuse that she could understand. “Besides! People will know who I am and that I am your son. Isn’t that bad?”
She turned in her chair and smiled at me. “They know it’s a mostly solo show with a male performer who I am promoting. And you’ll be wearing these.” She handed me a small mask, kind of like you would see Robin from Batman wearing, and a pair of my boxer briefs.
She had a sincere look on her face again, and placed her hand on my lap in a comforting way. “It’s going to be OK. You look great. Just follow my lead and do whatever comes naturally. Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do,” I replied. I would say anything to her at this point. She was looking into my eyes with so much care. And I could not ignore how close her hands were to my bare crotch. I imagined I could feel the heat from her palms radiating to my balls.
She gave a big smile. “Good! I think this will be fun.”
She thinks?
“Now remember,” she said, looking serious again. My name is Skyler, and you are the very sexy Bruno.”
Was I actually going to do this? With my mom? This is what she did, day in and out. I knew there was no judgment and that sex work was real work. She saw her son in distress and this was the best way she knew to take care of him. She had brought me this far and I had to trust her. Plus, it felt like to reject this idea would be to reject her and what she did for a living. It would hurt her. Our little family had already come this far in doing fucked up shit, so we might as well keep going. I nodded. “Bruno it is.” I put the mask and briefs on.
Mom…Skyler fixed the lights in the room, so we would look best on cam, clicked a button and came to sit next to me on the bed. At first nothing happened. On the screen was a bunch of controls and the public and private text boxes. An image appeared of an attractive couple on a bed. It took me a second to realize that it was us.
I had to admit. We looked really good. This was her space, and she knew how to look damn good in it. Not that she didn’t usually. But her pale skin shone bright. Her red hair was sexy and wild. Her body was posed in a seductive way but one that showed she was clearly in charge. The man next to her, me, was lean but fit looking. The light made the contours of his abs stick out. His arms, leaning a bit on the bed, appeared strong with obvious muscles. His chest was broad and sexy. His bulge was prominent in his underwear. My dick had not softened all the way, but was no longer threatening to burst with cum. Nerves had taken care of that. Even still, the briefs were clearly hiding something impressive.
Seeing myself in the cam gave me a burst of confidence I did not know existed. I imagined I even sat a little more upright. This is how she feels all the time.
Soon I could see the number of people in the room fill up and I felt my heart start to race. My mom gave my hand a little squeeze and whispered, “you’re going to do great. They’ll love you.”
She then turned to the camera. “Hi guys!” my mom said in a bubbly voice. “Welcome back. I see so many familiar names.” As she spoke I could see the tip amount start to climb. Every now and then there was some different sounding notification to let her know what kind of tips and requests were coming in. She had just said ‘hi’ so far and that was enough to earn her a few hundred in seconds.
“This is a show you’ll never forget. It’s young Bruno’s first time on cam!” she said as she put her hand on my shoulder and leaned into me. I leaned back, enjoying her touch. “I want you all to give him the same love you give me.”
The comments flooded in a rush, as did the tips. People were saying I looked hot, fit, buff, sexy, and tons of other adjectives that flew by. It felt good to get this attention. And my mom’s audience was not separated by sex. There was an equal amount of “I’m already dripping wet” comments as well as “Already stroking” comments.
I saw one request for me to turn around, so I obeyed and stood up. That alone caused another flood of tips and emojis. I gave a spin, and made sure to stick out my ass for the camera to mime what I assumed would be showing my body in a sexy way. It worked.
“Oh look at that. I picked a good stud to join me today,” my mom exclaimed. She stood next to me, and stroked my arm as I flexed for the camera. I strutted my stuff and enjoyed trying to keep up with the demands of people looking at my body. It felt incredible to have all these people see me and want me.
A sound I hadn’t heard before rang out.
“Oh, looks like we reached a goal!” My mom said with some excitement.
I looked in the corner of the screen and saw a notification that let us know that enough money had been paid to reach the first goal.
My mom was dancing a bit, and whispered to me, “I had to quickly adjust the goals to make sense for you. Don’t worry, some of the crazier stuff is so high it will never be reached.”
I just smiled but I was still confused. What were these goals?
“I get to unwrap our gift!” my mom said, and knelt down next to me. She looked up at me and whispered, “It’s ok. Don’t worry.”
It should have been obvious but I still hadn’t put two and two together until she reached out and began gently tugging at my waist band. Holy shit. She was stripping me, live, in front of a huge audience of people foaming at the mouth to catch a glimpse of my dick. The fabric of my briefs was sliding down and stimulating the head of my dick. I felt a charge go through me every time my mom tugged. She really drew it out. She played up her eagerness and licked her lips, as if my cock was a meal she had been craving all day.
In the cam window I could see my cock slowly emerge from my briefs. The comments streamed and the tips poured in. With a few more tugs, my cock head sprung from my briefs and my dick, not fully hard, flopped impressively down.
“Mmm, look at that,” my mom purred. “So big and pretty. Bruno, you’ve got such a handsome cock.” She ran her hands over my stomach and thighs, doing everything she could to not actually touch my balls or dick.
Her hands felt so good I couldn’t help but get rock hard. “Oh mo…Skyler,” I moaned, catching myself at the last second.
“I can see you like that Bruno. Have you ever seen a cock this nice?”
A new sound rang out, indicating we reached another goal. “It’s my turn! Bruno help me unclasp this,” my mom ordered, gesturing to the back of her bra.
I had ready seen her tits but I couldn’t believe that I would be now the one to strip her. I obeyed without much thought. I was getting into the show and wanted to keep our fans happy. I stepped up behind her, careful not to impale her on my rock hard dick., and unclasped bra.
The straps loosened but mom kept her hand in front to stop the bra from falling off. “Have a seat Bruno,” she ordered and I immediately listened and sat on the bed. She faced me and turned her back to the camera. She moved her body in slow and sexual movements. She was giving the camera a show, but at the same time, was giving me one too.
Mom gave me a wink and let her bra drop. Released from their cage her tits barely drooped. Perfect orbs topped by bright red, tiny, hard nipples. She stretched her arms out the the side, then brought them in to caress the sides. My dick was throbbing and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab her. Mom then used her hands to cover her tits and turned around to the camera. She did a bit more of a dance, drawing out the moment she would drop her hands to reveal her tits to the camera. The tips and comments rolled in.
Mom dropped her hands and bent down to start pulled down her panties. Her pale ass was perfect and round, and to my delight, as her panties came down I was treated to a incredible view of her asshole and pussy. She bent each knee to get her get panties fully off which opened her even more to me. I instinctively grabbed my dick and gave it a slow stroke. All pretense and hesitation was gone. My mother was a woman, and I was a man. It was as simple as that. I was in a trance and all I wanted to do was fuck this heavenly body in front of me. I hadn’t forgotten she was my mom. I hadn’t forgotten we had an audience staring at my body. It’s just that none of that mattered anymore.
Mom looked back to see me gripping my dick, a little surprised. “Looks like Bruno is getting excited. I’ve got a bull on my hands.” She stepped back and sat on the bed with me, our knees touching. I kept my slow stroke on while looking over her gorgeous body. She smiled at me and in a whisper said, “wait for the tips honey. We don’t do things for free. We still have a few more goals to get through.” She winked at me and turned her attention to the camera. I stopped stroking and just took her in.
My mom spent some time interacting with fans, and periodically showing me off to the camera. She would stroke my arms and chest, but avoided my dick expertly. The people in the chat were going crazy for us. Here I was, sitting next to this goddess, but people still were commenting how sexy I looked as well. They loved my chest and arms. Of course, my cock got a lot of attention too.
We didn’t have to wait too long for a new sound to chime. It didn’t sound the same as the chime that let us know we had met a goal. My mom read the screen and announced what had been bought. “Oh wow,” she said, a little nervously. “You guys are so naughty!” She was in character but I could tell this request was a little different. “Looks like I am getting spanked!” She looked over at me, and I could see a slight apology in her eyes. “You ready to slap this ass, Bruno?”
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