A Future Step Mum

By Jamie

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A future Step Mum?

A boy’s divorced dad gets a new lady friend, the impact on his 12 year old son is embarrassing and humiliating.

David Harrison was a divorced dad, who was raising his 12-year-old son with his ex - wife. The boy Patrick lived with his parents a week about. Since the divorce David had gone on a few dates but nothing had developed into a serious new relationship. Then he met Christine Simmons, a single mum, who shared his love of music and the arts. She was a bit of a hippy to be honest and led a fairly alternative lifestyle taking her own art to sell at festivals, and teaching yoga, massage and meditation as a job. She had a 9-year-old son called Peetie.

They went on a few dates, including a couple of live gigs and really hit it off and so soon on his week off from Patrick, she invited him round to her place. David arrived and met Peetie a cute looking boy who had a gorgeous smile and a happy disposition. It was summer, and he was playing out in the back garden with a friend when David arrived. The children, Peetie and a girl about the same age were splashing about in a play pool as he and Christine shared a cooling drink. It didn’t escape his notice that both kids were naked but hey whatever, he was laid back and relaxed and after all they were only little kids.

After about half an hour or so, the girl’s mother, Abigail, turned up and joined them for a drink before leaving with her daughter. She was a fellow teacher of Christine’s and they had been close friends since school.

Christine had prepared a lovely meal which the 3 of them ate out on the patio, Peetie now in his shorts, chatting away about the school day and looking forward to a friend’s birthday party at the weekend. He was excited to hear that David had a son too.

After clearing away, Christine told David that it was time for Peetie’s bath, he had one every night and David would be welcome to come up and sit with them whilst she bathed the boy. So, the 3 trooped upstairs and soon the boy was naked again sitting in the very large bath and still chatting away. He clearly had no qualms about being naked and Christine explained that she’d brought him up not to be ashamed of his body and that nudity was fine. On holidays they went to nude camps and beaches and he enjoyed the freedom.

David thought he really liked these ideas but, wasn’t sure how Patrick would react, he was rather a shy boy.

After a short time, Christine got Peetie to stand up and soon was washing his hair and lathering his whole body. He giggled as her hands washed him, his little willy sticking out proudly in front of him, which didn’t go unnoticed by David. Christine smiled, “he always gets a stiffy on when I wash him down, so cute don’t you think.” He nodded and smiled. She dried the boy off and then they went back downstairs, the boy remained naked and soon was immersed in a tv programme he was allowed to watch before bedtime. He happily lay there naked on the floor engrossed in the tele as the two adults talked. Christine was explaining her philosophy and how massage and meditation was an important part of leading a relaxed life.

She smiled as she added that she would give him a massage later once Peetie was asleep, if he was a good boy. David grinned sheepishly, they had not yet gone beyond a few kisses and cuddles. In one sense although they were both grown adults they were like teenagers as neither of them had dated properly for a long time.

Soon the programme was over, and bedtime was announced. After a few pleads to watch another episode, which were denied, Peetie accepted it was indeed bedtime as after all it was a school night. So, he happily went upstairs followed by his mother and David.

His bedroom was softly lit and full of the usual boys’ things and some of his own artwork adorned the walls. On one of the 2 beds in the room there was a large towel on which the boy laid face down. Christine explained she always gave him a soothing massage before bed as she found it helped him sleep better.

David sat in the armchair and after turning on some mood music, Christine began to massage the boy gently, the flowing strokes over his smooth body. It was all very lovely and peaceful to watch, and David found himself relaxing as he sat there watching her at work. The boy turned over and she continued her work, gently giving a head massage and then moving down his body. To David’s surprise she also massaged the boy’s willy, which under her ministrations was now fully erect abut 2 inches in length. The boy was clearly enjoying the attention as his bottom was wiggling and he was smiling broadly. After a short while she ended the massage and lifted the boy up in her arms and placed him on the other bed which was ready for him. His eyes were shut, and she whispered, “good night sweetheart” and kissed him gently.

She turned the light off and they left the room, David following her out taking one last look at the very contented boy eyes closed, on his back and a still visibly erect willy pointing to the ceiling.

Christine smiled at him, taking in the look of surprise of his face, said, “he enjoys that every evening, nothing wrong, it relaxes him, and he always sleeps through. I hope that didn’t shock you?”

David shook his head, “no not at all, I thought it was lovely, he is obviously a contented little boy. I wish Patrick was more relaxed, he can sometimes take ages to go to sleep, and then is cross in the mornings because he hasn’t had enough.”

“Sounds like he could do with a massage too, David. I’ll teach you.” She grinned and added, “how about we start now then? Time for your massage I think”

He grinned back as she led him into her bedroom.

Soon he was lying on his back naked as the also naked Christine gave him a beautiful massage which he sincerely hoped would be the first of many. Needless to say, when her ministrations to his own erect willy continued, they didn’t just end with a smile on his face but an explosion of ejaculation the like he had not experienced in a long while. He was indeed a happy big boy.

They slept together that night and he woke up first in the morning looking at the beautiful woman beside him and hoped this would be the first of many such nights. He really did like her.

Soon they were lying in bed chatting when the door flew open and Peetie bounded in still naked of course and jumped on the bed. He was not at all phased by the sight of his naked mother and David. He looked at David all over, and after saying good morning added, “he’s got a really big willy mummy, will mine be like that when I’m older.”

“Maybe darling everyone’s willy is different, we won’t know until your older darling how big you will be.”

“Okay” he replied apparently satisfied with the answer as the adults both started to laugh.

Three weeks later

Over the previous 3 weeks Christine and David spent more time together, the boys met as well, and all got on really well. They’d gone out for the day as a defacto family of four and soon the inevitable invitation to come and stay for the weekend was made. It was Friday afternoon and David picked Patrick up from school and they drove the 40 minutes out of town to where Christine and Peetie lived by the coast. It was going to be a beautiful sunny weekend. Patrick was excited at the prospect of the sleepover, but he didn’t know the house rules in Christine’s home just yet, his Dad not having told him in case he changed his mind.

The evening was fun, they had a BBQ out back and the all watched the sun set as they sat in the garden. It was time to get ready for bed and Christine announced bath time. Peetie turned to Patrick and asked him outright “you’ll have your bath with me won’t you Patrick?”

This surprised Patrick and he didn’t really know what too say, he liked the little kid but share a bath with him, well that wasn’t normal. David sensed his hesitancy and jumped in before he could answer in the negative, “it’s fine Patrick, there’s plenty of room for 2 and besides after all that running about you need a bath.”

He gave his son a look which send a clear message, don’t cause a scene, and so he shrugged his shoulders and said “okay”. Little Peetie grabbed his hand and pulled him inside and up the stairs to the bedroom where they would both be sleeping. Christine was running the bath and David followed the boys upstairs.

By the time he got to the bedroom, Peetie was already naked, Patrick was standing there full clothed still. David thought and tried to jolly him along, “well you can’t bath with your clothes on Patrick. Come on now chop, chop, get undressed.”

At this point Christine walked in to the room and announced the bath was ready. It then dawned on the poor boy that everyone was now waiting for him to get undressed – his Dad, well that was okay, his new little friend standing their naked and seemingly totally at ease in his nudity, that was kind of okay and then Miss Simmons, or Christine as she asked him to call her, well that was not okay. But and it was a big but, his dad clearly expected him to get naked, not later, but now with everyone in the room. He knew he had no choice.

And so reluctantly he began to pull off his jumper and shirt, take off his socks and trousers until he stood there in just his underpants. He took one last look at is Dad who was watching him and pulled them down, his adolescent willy revealing itself to everyone. He had a few hairs and was clearly in the first stage of puberty.

Peetie looked at him, “wow you’ve got hairs Patrick, how kool is that.” Patrick blushed, whilst the adults laughed. Christine sensing the agony of the poor boy hustled Peetie into the bathroom and the tub leaving David with his son.

“hey well done Patrick, that wasn’t that hard was it, now relax and hop in the bath “

Patrick quickly dashed in to the bathroom and joined Peetie in the large bath which Christine had thoughtfully filled with bubble bath so there was plenty to hide his developing manhood. The adults left the 2 boys alone for a while, and soon there was some splashing and giggles coming from the bathroom.

After about 10 minutes and a quick chat, the returned and Christine told Peetie to stand up and began to wash him down as normal. Her little boy was full of giggles that evening, his little willy stood out and soon he was clean as a whistle. “your turn Patrick” she said, “stand up for me.”. the boy looked horrified and started to say, “its okay I can...” but she interrupted it’s easier if I do it, now don’t be silly stand up please.”

His father added “go on soon do as you’re told please”. And so poor Patrick stood up and soon Christine was soaping him clean taking care to avoid his genitals, that however didn’t escape the notice of the eagle-eyed boy. “You missed his willy mummy” he said helpfully, or unhelpfully thought Patrick going off his new little friend for the moment.

“I think Patrick is old enough to clean his own willy, don’t you agree David?”

David nodded and then added, “unless you want Christine to help you Patrick?”

“Err no that’s okay thank you” the boy said hurriedly sitting down and making to wash his own private parts.

Christine helped Peetie out the bath and drying him off took him through to the bedroom where she laid him face down as usual on his bed. David gave Patrick a towel to dry himself and then ushered him to the bedroom and told him to lie on his bed, chatting away about how Christine gave a massage to help Peetie relax. They both watched as Christine started the massage and Patrick marvelled at the way her hands glided over the boy’s body. Soon it was time for turnover and Patrick immediately noticed the boy’s willy sticking upwards. No one mentioned it, so he thought it best to keep quiet. He was astonished when he saw Christine massage her son’s willy and couldn’t help but notice how much Peetie was clearly enjoying it, a big grin on his face. Soon she was done and Peetie said “thank you Mummy”.

“Would you like a massage Patrick?” she asked. “well I don’t know, I’ve never had one before,” he said stalling. He thought it would be great feeling, but he was scared he would get an erection. David chipped in, “she is very good, Christine gave me on last time I strayed, I slept like a baby after. Go on, give it a try.”

Patrick hummed and erred for a while longer and then feeling the pressure and being a polite boy, reluctantly agreed and turned over onto his front. Soon he was enjoying the benefits of the skilled hands off the masseuse and realised it really was wonderful. He felt himself drifting off only to be ushered to turn over, which he did complying without really thinking.

David and Peetie sat on the boy’s bed as they watched Christine massage Patricks front and legs. She moved her hands carefully avoid his willy and balls and then when nearly done looked up at David questioningly. He nodded and mouthed out of sight of Peetie and Patrick, “Go on” and smiled.

She did a few more flowing strikes down his tummy and this time allowed her hand to touch his willy which immediately stirred. Patrick lay there stock still not knowing what to think, another stroke another touch. He was excited and scared at the same time. That feeling turned into embarrassment as he became aware that the touches were causing him to harden. But by now it was too late to bring it all to a stop. He lay there as she massaged around the lower part of the tummy and soon his willy was fully engorged.

“Wow his willy is so big” admired Peetie, “I hope mine will get that big one day.” It was certainly true that young Patrick looked like he would inherit his size from his Dad. Patrick almost laughed at the comment, but he was feeling so funny in his tummy he didn’t know what to do. One hand was now caressing the shaft, whilst with her other Christine was gently massaging his balls. Patrick pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down at his body, his erect willy throbbing from the attention. Horrified at what might happen he cast a glance at his Dad who smiled at him, “relax Patrick and enjoy the massage.”

It didn’t take long soon he felt that pulsing sensation in his willy, and his breath caught in his throat, “errr Dad I’m gonna...” he didn’t get the chance to finish the sentence as he let out a groan and ejaculated. He spasmed his whole body as a few spurts came out leaving a sticky pool on his tummy.

Peetie for once was lost for words, his mouth wide open as he watched his first ejaculation. Patrick lay back down closed his eyes and felt he was dying of shame.

“Good lad” whispered Christine to him. “Hope you enjoyed that”.

He smiled and nodded a thank you blushing red in his face as he did so.

Peetie got his voice back, “wow that was amazing. I didn’t know that could happen, that’s not wee is it?” And a stream of questions followed until his mother told him to stop,

“Peetie shush, we will answer all your questions tomorrow but now it’s bedtime. I’m sure Patrick wants to sleep now, he’s worn out. Now into bed and we can talk tomorrow about a boy’s body and how it works as you get older. Okay.”

David had picked up the towel and was gently wiping his son’s tummy, “You are my little man now” he said smiling.

They said good night to the boys and turned out the light. Peetie was asleep in seconds, Patrick lay there listening to his breathing and trying to work out what had just happened. It was amazing indeed but in front of his Dad, Peetie and she had done it to him. He felt awfully embarrassed but then as a thought crossed his mind about what Christine had said to Peetie about explaining it all tomorrow, he got exited - perhaps she’d do it again as a demonstration. He felt his willy stirring again quickly responding to his thoughts.

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