The bed was so soft. His face was pressed into the pillow which he held in his arms. The blanket covered his body so that not a single part of him was cold. Calem didn't want to wake up. If it was fully up to him he wouldn't. However, it wasn't all up to him. Who it was up to entered his room, marched up to his bed, and pulled his blanket off. Calem shivered and curled himself into a ball at the sudden cold air hitting him.

"Get up," said Grace, his mother.

"But I don't wanna," he replied as he reached for the blanket despite his mother having pulled it out of his reach.

"No buts. I made breakfast and you're going to eat it after getting dressed and then you'll go to school."

"Fine," Calem groaned. He got out of bed and stretched. His mother chuckled.

"Looks like you're not the only one needing to stretch," she said. Calem glanced down to see his penis was hard as can be bulging in his boxers.

"Oh shit," he said. "Guess I need to deal with that."

"Do you think you can in time for breakfast and not run late for school?"

"Hm. I think I can go fast enough. Though if I had some help I'd probably go faster."

"So was that just part of your plan? Make me wake you so you can get me to give you a quickie?"

"I wouldn't say it was my initial intention. More so a happy coincidence," both mom and son laughed and Grace watched Calem's dick twitch. "So want to help?"

"Sorry, sweetie. I have some things on the stove and unless you want completely burnt bacon and eggs I suggest you hurry your butt down to eat."

Calem sighed. "Fine. I'll be down in a minute."

"Good," said Grace. Before she walked away Calem stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her waist on pulled her in for a quick kiss. Grace smiled at her son before leaving the room.

Calem looked down at his cock and sighed again. He walked over to his dresser. "I'll just let it go down."

Once fully dressed Calem went down to the kitchen and sat at the table. Grace placed a plate of food in front of him and kissed his head.

"Thanks, Mom."

"You're welcome, sweetie."

Once the two had finished eating they both went to the bathroom and brushed their teeth standing beside each other. After spitting and rinsing their mouths, they kissed again, this time a bit longer. Calem reached behind Grace and spanked her butt.

"Go get your stuff. I'll be in the car," said Grace. When Calem turned to walk out of the bathroom Grace gave his butt a quick tap, making them both laugh.

The drive to Calem's school was pleasant for them both. The radio was off but there were barely any moments of silence between them. They talked about what happened the previous day, talked of their plans for the current day, and just things that piqued their general interest.

When they were about a block from Calem's school, Grace pulled over on a non-busy one-way street. They both quickly looked around.

"Do you see anyone?" asked Calem.

"No."

"Good me neither."

The two faced each other, smiled, then kissed again. Their longest kiss of the day. It quickly turned into a quick makeout sesh. Both stuck their tongues into the other's mouth and both had to pause at times to catch their breath.

"God I love kissing you," said Calem.

"I love kissing you too, Calem," said Grace. They made out a bit longer but Grace pulled away and even pushed Calem off when she saw the time. "Five minutes left until your classes start."

"Man...I wish it was the weekend already."

Grace chuckled. "Just about seven hours and we'll both be home. Then we can make out all you want. Do you want me to drive you up or do you want to get out now?"

"Might as well just drive me."

"Alright," Grace went to put the car into drive but Calem quickly went forward with a hand on her cheek and kissed her again. His tongue quickly shot into her mouth and tasted as much of her as he could. When he pulled away their tongues stayed connected with a strand of saliva which hung from both their tongues after it broke before falling onto their seats.

Being in front of the school Calem didn't kiss his mother. Not when so many people could see. Especially not when his friends were so close to the car. Calem stepped out and said bye to his mom. When he turned from the car he had completely forgotten his window was rolled down and his mother shouted to him.

"Have a good day at school, sweetie! Mommy loves you!" said Grace. Calem physically cringed at his mother's words and only opened his eyes when he heard her drive off. Ahead of him, he saw his friends laughing.

"Aw, your mommy loves you," said Calem's friend Tierno in a mocking voice.

"Shut up," said Calem with a bit of a grumble. His friends continued laughing as they worked towards the classes. As annoying as the laughing was, Calem preferred it over whatever reaction they would have if they found out just how much his mother loved him and how much of it he returned.

Later, Calem sat in his History class and absentmindedly took notes of whatever seemed important on the board. He didn't dislike the class or the teacher, but something about History always bored him and made it hard to focus or remember things leading History to be his worst class. Even the notes he watched himself write he would forget as soon as he looked up.

"Hm, we only have a few minutes before the bell. This will be a good time to remind you all, starting today at lunch I'll be offering tutoring in the library for anyone who needs it. And some do need it," Calem's teacher, Drasna, said with a small chuckle.

Calem watched her walk back to her desk.

"Man, History is so boring!" said Tierno as he and Calem walked down the hallway after leaving class. They were in their lunch period and both boys were hungry.

"Yeah, I know. But I think I'm gonna see Drasna about tutoring," said Calem.

"Seriously? I mean I hate History but I still have a B. What do you have?"

"A low C. I think if I miss any more assignments I'll drop to a D though."

"How? All you have to do is remember basic information and just write it down. There's no way anyone should fall behind."

"Yeah, well. Shut up," was all Calem said. The two headed inside the cafeteria, waited a minute or two in line, then sat at a table with some friends to eat. Since he had planned to see Drasna, Calem ate fast. When he finished eating he said bye and fistbumped his friends before leaving.

In the school's library, Calem was surprised at how many students were there. He had only ever been in the library during lunch once or twice in his school career. In every other aisle, someone was looking for a book, people sitting in comfortable-looking chairs in sitting areas, or even people sitting together at tables talking. Everyone was with at least a couple more people. Everyone except one person.

Drasna sat in a corner of the room at the head of a table that had four seats on each side. A few folders and notebooks were laid out in front of her and she was writing in one. No one sat at her table or the next two tables from her. Likely not to be rude and accidentally interrupt a teacher.

Seeing her all alone made Calem feel a little bad. He almost didn't go to the library due to believing she would have numerous students wanting to talk to her. Such as people with lower than a C. Not wanting her to be alone, Calem approached Drasna.

"Hey, Mrs. Drasna," he said as he pulled out a seat.

"Oh, hello, Calem," she said. Drasna gave a small, though still pleasant, smile, but Calem could see in her eyes that she was happy someone took her up on her offer. He knew he would too if he was in her shoes. "Also I never married so, it's only Ms."

"Oh sorry, Mrs, I mean, Ms. Drasna," Calem said. Drasna chuckled.

"Please, sit down. Well, you are here for tutoring, correct?"

"Yeah, I am," Calem said as he sat down.

"You've come to the right place. What would you say is the hardest for you to grasp with History?"

"Um..." Calem closed his eyes to think. When he opened his eyes he seemed a little embarrassed. "Honestly, everything about it. But if I had to pick something to start with then I think dates are the hardest to remember."

Drasna chuckled again but in such a kind way that Calem felt his embarrassment wash away. "Dates are rather difficult sometimes. For me, it's always nice to have a solid method for them. Like having something else to go with the date to remember it easier."

"You mean like a rhyme? Like Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue in fourteen hundred ninety-two."

"That's one method," Drasna laughed. "If that's what helps you remember then go for it. But there are other ways. What always helped for me was making a timeline."

From one of her folders, Drasna pulled out a blank sheet of paper, drew a few lines across it, and put a small line coming off one of the large lines. "Do you remember what we went over in class today?"

"Uh," Calem closed his eyes again and tried his hardest to remember what he had written down. "I remember we talked about prohibition."

"Very good. The last big I talked about was the repealment of prohibition, which was what amendment?"

"I think...the eighteenth?"

"Good job, Calem," Drasna said with a smile that Calem returned. Drasna placed another small line on the paper at the far end of the last large line. Under the line, she wrote the Twenty-first amendment is passed and repeals the eighteenth amendment and closed it with a rectangular box. Beneath the box, she wrote the proper date. "Now, since the end of prohibition is at the end of the timeline, what goes at the very front?"

"The start of prohibition?"

"Close. While that is important to know that isn't the true start. You have to think a bit farther back."

Calem once again closed his eyes and did his best to think. After a minute or two of thinking he had nothing. "I have no idea. Sorry."

"It's quite alright, Calem. That's why you're here," again Drasna smiled at Calem, instantly making him feel better. "There were numerous factors that led to prohibition but what we'll put down at the start will be a rise of domestic issues believed to have stemmed from alcohol use."

"Domestic issues? Like what?"

"Issues such as domestic abuse or even child abandonment."

"What? They just blamed alcohol for all that stuff and tried to ban it outright like that would solve it. How dumb were they?"

Drasna laughed, much harder than any of her chuckles. "You have the power of hindsight and the benefit of living in a different time, Calem. While we know now it wasn't a good idea, back then they were still learning."

Drasna and Calem went through the timeline adding more and more boxes and dates. To Calem's surprise, it was a lot more interesting than normal. Drasna went over things ranging from the Great Depression to presidential elections, to even mob activities, the latter of which got Calem's interest the most. Calem even got so into the timeline that he almost jumped in his seat when Drasna's watch beeped.

"Looks like lunch is ending soon. Time flew by, didn't it?" asked Drasna.

"Yeah, it did," Calem agreed.

"Then we'll call it there. Keep this timeline and go over it whenever you feel lost."

"Alright, I will. Thank you, Mrs-I mean Ms. Drasna," said Calem as he stood up. He waved her goodbye as he left the library. As he walked to his next class and then as he sat in said class, he thought of Drasna and what he learned from her. Something about her and her teaching got stuck in Calem's head. There were three classes after lunch and for the first two of them, Calem thought of Drasna. Not a single part of him would mind having another tutoring session.

In his final class, someone else replaced Drasna in his mind. Someone that made him barely able to focus on the class. Almost an hour after Calem began to think of her, he got into her car.

"Remember, Calem, mommy loves you!" his friends said from where they sat. Grace laughed and started to drive off. She didn't see it, but Calem flipped up his middle finger to his friends.

At a stoplight, Calem looked around at the cars around them. His mother's car windows were all tinted so he believed he was fine. Calem reached over and kissed his mom on the lips though it was only for a couple of seconds. When he pulled away he quickly looked at the surrounding cars. No one seemed to have noticed.

"Bit risky don't you think?" said Grace.

"Is that a complaint?"

"Just an observation," Grace laughed. She licked her lips.

Back home, the second Grace closed the front door Calem hugged her from behind. She could feel something hard rubbing against her bottom.

"Couldn't even wait for me to put my purse down?" said Grace. Despite her words, she ground her butt into her son's crotch.

"Been wanting this all day ever since I woke up."

"Well, now I can reward you for being such a patient boy," Grace said while turning around to face Calem. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged her by the waist. For a few seconds, they only stared into each other's eyes. Their heights were similar with Calem being taller by just barely an inch. They pulled each other in and began making out. Standing in front of the door was a bit awkward so they moved over to the couch without ever letting go of each other.

Calem put Grace on her back and got on top of her. One hand went to her lower back and the other went under her shirt to fondle her breast through her bra. The entire time the two were grinding their hips together.

"Work was so boring today, I need this so bad."

"Hm, so who's really the patient one?" asked Calem. His mother only gave him a look before pulling his head to kiss some more. Calem suddenly pulled away, even removing his hand from her shirt. "Take it off."

Grace nodded at her son's command and quickly took off her shirt tossing it to the floor. Calem was also quick to remove her bra for her and send it to the floor. He then turned Grace over onto her hands and knees and went down to kiss her head and neck and then down her back stopping at her pant's waistband. He slipped his fingers into his mother's pants and pulled them down to her knees, taking her underwear down in the process.

Looking at his mother's bare ass Calem kissed a cheek then sat back up to pull his pants down. With his cock finally free and exposed, he rubbed it furiously with one hand and used the other to rub Grace's pussy.

"Does that feel good?" he asked when he heard his mother moan.

"Yes, baby, it does."

"Want more?"

"Fuck...yes, stick your fucking thick cock into me," Grace said while looking back. Calem locked eyes with his mom and then smiled. He stopped fingering her for a moment to spit onto his fingers and stick them back into her pussy. Feeling she was ready Calem pulled out again and this time positioned his cock for her. As much as he loved teasing his mom he wanted so badly to enter her that he just quickly thrusted inside her all the way.

Grace's whole body jerked forward and she almost banged her head on the armrest. Calem kept thrusting into her with intensity. She moaned and called his name and said other obscenities. Calem didn't talk much outside of occasionally asking how she felt or saying he loved her, to which she would say it back.

Most of the time the two had sex Calem loved being behind Grace to view and spank her ass. Other positions were great but he felt nothing topped watching her large butt jiggle every time he slammed into her. The one exception he felt was greater was whenever he would flip her onto her back to cum over her front.

Looking down on his mother with his cum on her stomach and chest and sometimes face was like nothing else.

"So much..." Grace said. She sat up just a bit and watched Calem's cum move across her chest and tits to pool on her stomach. "You probably didn't even cum at all yesterday to shoot this much, huh?"

"I probably would have if we weren't so busy," he said with a chuckle.

"Tell you what. I'm off tomorrow. So when you get back from school we can spend the whole day doing whatever you want. Does that sound good, baby?"

"Fuck yes."

The two laughed and Grace asked her son to get her something to clean herself with. He came back with a box of tissues and once her body was relatively cum free, Grace stood up while Calem took her spot to lay on the couch. Both of them were still out of breath so Grace laid back down though this time she was on top of Calem. Topless but least with her pants pulled up properly. Calem's hands rested the small of Grace's back and Grace kept one arm around Calem's neck and the other flat on his chest with her head.

"Are you hungry at all?" asked Grace.

"A little bit," replied Calem. Grace faced him.

"Then I'll make us something to eat for a quick lunch, but then you're to do your homework, understand?"

Calem lightly groaned. "Fine."

"Good boy," said Grace. She pulled herself up to kiss Calem. Calem returned one. "I love you, Calem."

"I love you too, Mom."


New story. Has an actual plot. Loosely inspired by chapter one of my other story RSOS.