Mother's Day Surprise
#1 of One-hour stories
Quick story I wrote cause I felt I wasn't writing enough. Contains hermaphrodites and incest. I make no apologies.
It was mother's day.
There was a certain routine the young fox had built up over the last few years on mother's day. He got up early at five, made breakfast, cleaned the kitchen and did some other small tasks around the house...
Six 'o'clock rolled around. The sound of his mother's alarm clock rang briefly throughout the house before being silenced. Showtime.
He went back to his room, shedding his pajamas once he was inside, and heading for his closet, for the cardboard delivery box he'd kept hidden from the rest of the family. One single-piece speedo, in a scandalous shade of candy-apple red, tried on but not yet worn outside his room...
Tried on, and as before, barely big enough to offer any actual modesty... but he supposed that was sort of the point. His sheath and balls were already bulging the small piece of clothing out to an alarming degree.
Six ten. The alarm went off a second time as he headed into the kitchen to pick up the tray of breakfast, poured some fresh coffee, and headed into his parent's bedroom.
Mom was groggily sitting up in bed. Dad was rolled over on his side, still snoring softly... he could sleep through just about anything, it seemed.
"Happy mother's day," the fox called softly as he entered, carrying the breakfast tray. "I made you breakfast in bed~"
Mom looked over at him... not really focusing on him right away, still feeling half asleep. "Thanks kiddo..." she said, stretching... and then did a bit of a double take when she saw what he was wearing. "Whoa, when did you get that?" She sat up, considerably more awake as she saw the younger fox's candy apple red speedo.
"You like it?" he said, giggling a bit as he set the tray down next to the bed. "I picked it out just for you..." After setting the tray down, he took his time turning around to head back towards the foot of the bed, oh-so coincidentally raising his tail and sashaying his hips as he walked. His mother's eyes were locked onto that little piece of red fabric and all that it hid.
"Well that's certainly a pleasant mother's day surprise..." she remarked, finally looking back up at his face. "And certainly... provocative..."
He could already see it out of the corner of his eye. The sheets on his mother's side of the bed had pushed up slightly... her little something extra tenting it up a few inches.
"Mmm. Looks like you're ready for the other part of the mother's day gift..." he said, climbing up slightly on the foot of the bed, and reaching beneath the sheets. It wasn't hard to find what he was groping for; his mother's cock was pushing up from under her skirt and rubbing against the bedsheets. There was a sharp intake of breath from her as his hand closed around her foxhood.
She didn't respond further as he pulled back the sheets and untangled her bedclothes from her cock, as if she was afraid words would ruin the magic of the moment... her son, in that tight-fitting speedo, already entirely redundant as his own lengthening shaft pushed out of it... on his knees at the foot of her bed, running both hands up and down her shaft, and then leaning in with mouth open as he engulfed it...
Her hands tightened into white-knuckle grips on the sheets.
He ran his mouth up and down mom's cock, lips making a tight seal around it... after a few moments, he pulled off and attacked it from the side, tongue and fingers working all over it, making her hiss out in pleasure as he hit all of her spots.
Beside her, finally, her husband and his father woke up. His first sight, once he'd rubbed his eyes a bit, was his son down at the foot of the bed, muzzle wrapped around his wife's thick shaft...
"Morning, honey," he said, simply, and rolled over on the bed in order to give her a kiss.
"Morning dear," she said happily, smiling at him.
"I see you've already got mother's day off to a great start," he said, smirking at her slightly. "Looks like he's really enjoying himself too, huh?"
"Oh, I think we both are..." she said, sighing happily. "He's really improved... have you been giving him lessons?"
"Guilty," he chuckled, as he reached down and started playing with himself while watching the goings-on. "He took to them really well, too... doesn't he just look so cute with your cock bulging out his cheeks like that?"
There was a mmmph of protest from the foot of the bed, causing both adult foxes to chuckle, and then the herm fox to gasp a bit. "Oh... think I'm about to get mother's day off to a /great/ start..."
"Do it, honey..." said dad quietly, pumping at his shaft openly now. "I want to see you flood his muzzle..."
It was another few seconds of focused oral activity before she came, cock erupting in her son's mouth and making his cheeks bulge out with the amount of seed she was pumping into him. He swallowed, again and again, gulping down the flood of foxcum down his throat.
When it was all over, he slowly pulled his muzzle off of the shaft, and looked up at her, licking some stray cum from his lips. "Happy mother's day, mom."
"Aww, thank you, sweetie..."
He snuggled up to both parents while she pulled the breakfast tray over and started in on that before it got cold. His father, pressing up against him, leaned over and whispered into his ear. "Good job, son... though now I'm wondering what you've got planned for Father's Day..."
This got a smirk in return. "You're just going to have to wait and see..."