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“Dude, just tell me you’re gonna be there! Big twenty man, you miss this one and I won’t forgive you!”

“I’m going to try. I just gotta sweet-talk my mom into signing off on it…” Liam replied, and he could hear his friend roll his eyes over the phone.

“Dude, you’re gonna be eighteen next year, you can’t still be asking your mom’s permission to go to a birthday party!”

“It’s not a matter of permission it’s… I owe it to her, all right? She’s been raising me solo since I was four, she sacrificed a lot to…” Liam began but Dan’s patience ran out before he finished the sentence.

“OK, I get it! Just don’t give me your whole half-orphan life story…” the goat on the other end bemoaned, and now it was Liam’s turn to roll his eyes. It didn’t really hurt, not after all these years. Truth was, he had very fuzzy memories of the father who’d died when he was four. Most of his memories involved catching his mom crying over him when she thought he wasn’t looking, which might be why he was so protective of the ewe that brought him into the world. “Look, your mom isn’t going to give you crap about going to a birthday party…”

“No, she’s going to give me crap about going to your birthday party! There’s a reason I skipped your nineteenth…”

“Why? You mean… oh come on, man! I was eighteen – legal adult! That’s a big fucking milestone!”

“Yeah, and none of us were legal drinking age, but I still stumbled home from your party dead-drunk!”

“Dude, you’re such a lightweight!” Dan said, launching into his trademark laugh which was two thirds annoying and one third endearing.

“It wasn’t just that. She thinks you’re a bad influence. Whenever I skipped classes, they found me hanging out at your place. When I was caught smoking behind the school, I got caught with you. When we made that bonfire and the fire brigade showed up… are you seeing a pattern here?”

“Yeah, I’m seeing a pattern of me always being there for you, so you’re not gonna bail on celebrating my two decades on this Earth! Bad enough you’ll be leaving for college…”

“That wasn’t even my idea! Mom was dead set on me enrolling… fuck, pretty much anywhere but our local school. It’s like it’s Miskatonic University or something…”

“Okay, so we agree you’re coming…” Dan concluded, not giving his friend time for a rebuttal. “But before the party, I’m going to need…”

“Fuck, I should have seen this coming!”

“Don’t worry, it’s not money! I’ve got a job now – responsible adult, not like you, you wannabe academic!”

“So what is it?”

“I’m gonna need you to drive me when I do the booze run…”

“Oh, yeah! Responsible adult got his license suspended, I forgot about that!”

“I would have gotten away with that if the cop who pulled me over hadn’t been a fucking dyke…”

“Okay, so at least you have a car…”

“Yeah, no-go on that. Tried all day yesterday and the engine won’t turn over.” Dan said, and Liam believed him. The vehicle that he lovingly referred to as a ‘shit-can’ was unreliable, and with two months of sitting idle, the young ram wasn’t surprised it had just… given up on its tortured life. “So you need to borrow your mom’s car… just don’t tell her what we’re using it for!”

“For fuck’s sake, this is just piling up… can’t you have it delivered?”

“Yeah, next year when I’m twenty-one! But I’ve got this guy who works in a liquor store. He’ll tell me when it’s his shift and we’ll drive over there and stock up. It’s not like I look like a kid, no one’s even gonna bat an eye…” Dan insisted, and Liam had to agree. The goat had always been a gangly kind of tall, but in recent years he began to fill out and looked like he was well into his twenties, and not on the cusp of them.

“Okay but… fuck, you owe me for this one. Just… invite some girls this time and be my wing-man before you get too wasted.”

“I got you covered, dude! And you can have your pick, I’ve kinda got something going on…”

“Will I get to meet her?”

“She’s… I don’t think she’s gonna show…” Dan said, and Liam rolled his eyes and dropped it. It wasn’t that Dan was a liar. He was a good friend, and generally quite a good… or at least well-meaning guy. But he did like to exaggerate, he tended to stretch the truth and tell tall tales and…

And if he told me water was wet, I’d touch it to make sure… the ram thought to himself.

“Okay, just… give me a heads up for when you need the car. It’s not going to be like the Dukes of Hazard with us just jumping in and stepping on the gas, I gotta plan this so my mom doesn’t find out.”

“Fuckin’ A, man! I knew you’d come through! And don’t worry, your mom’s gonna ease up on me one of these days, you’ll see…” Dan insisted optimistically before they said their goodbyes and Liam hung up.

He didn’t share his friend’s optimism. Dan hadn't been a bad kid, strictly speaking, and he wasn’t a bad guy now. Liam believed that to be a bad person you had to have some malice in you, and Dan just didn’t. However, to be a good person you had to have some responsibility in you and Dan just… didn’t. And yet somehow he was a good friend. Good enough that Liam knew deep down that he had to come through for him.

*******

Simplicity. That was the cornerstone of any good plan. Too many complications – too many chances for something to go wrong. The next day, his mom told him she was going over to Ms. Geller’s who lived just down the block. The bear was starting a little herb garden in her backyard and had asked Liam’s mom to come over and help. The young ram figured they would do gardening only long enough to chill a wine bottle and then spend the rest of their time emptying it and gossiping. Enough time for Liam and Dan to see to their own booze.

Simplicity – he told his mom that he’d also leave the house to do some laps at the public pool – the ram’s preferred way of staying fit and a plausible cover story. Then he’d sneak back into the house after his mom was gone, get the spare keys, do the beer-run and have the car back without it being missed. If he was lucky, he might even have some time to actually swing by the pool. He was still proud of his plan when he snuck back into the empty house and made his way to his mom’s bedroom.

He opened the drawer of her nightstand and the keys were right there. They weren’t the only things in there, or course. The small drawer was full of things that either belonged at the bedside, or just didn’t belong anywhere else. Things like chap-stick, aspirin, some brushes and hair-clips and… and lube. That was something Liam was sure hadn’t been here the last time he’d rummaged around. The young ram suspected he shouldn’t be surprised. His mom had him fresh out of high-school and she was still an attractive woman. She had barely dated and never anyone she thought worth bringing and introducing to her son, so as he grew up he figured those dates were less about his mom looking for a husband and father and more her looking for…

Well, someone to use lube with. But he’d be leaving for college and that would leave her with an empty nest. And she did still look good enough to turn heads. Was that the reason she’d been so insistent on him going to a college out of town? Did she already have someone lined up? Liam realized that he’d been lost in thought only when he heard footsteps on stairs. He grabbed the keys, closed the drawer but there was no time to dash out without being seen.

The panicking ram spotted the louver doors to his mother’s closet and bolted for the safety it offered. If he was lucky, she wouldn’t need a change of clothes and he could sneak out at the first opportunity. Soft voices were the first thing that alerted Liam to the fact that his mother might not be climbing the stairs alone. And when the bedroom door opened and he heard them both, there was no mistaking it – a male murmur, her soft giggle… the kissing sounds. Liam almost face-palmed himself but stopped short. His fleece was freshly shorn and there would be nothing to muffle the smack. Silence was very much golden at this point.

He only wished it went both ways. He cringed at the smooching noises – passionate and increasingly sloppy tongue-kisses. Then a very faint clink, like that a belt-buckle makes when the leather’s pulled out of it. The whisper of pants dropping. Liam folded his big ears against his head and then covered them with his hands, but he knew that wouldn’t work. He thought of his ear-buds then – tucked away in their little case and charging on his desk. They would have been a blessing, but they might as well be in Madagascar at this point.

“How much time do we have?” said the male who at this point was at least half naked in his mother’s bedroom. Something about his voice demanded attention, but Liam was too busy trying to convince himself that he was - and indeed has been - deaf since birth, hoping he could fool himself.

“He just left for the pool. I figure an hour and a half, so let’s call it an hour and fifteen minutes?” His mother said in a voice Liam had never heard her use. No wonder, since the two went back to smooching right away.

“That oughta do it. I’m ready to go, babe. I’m all yours…” the mistery male said. Liam made out the words even though he was trying not to hear anything. What kind of grown man calls a woman ‘babe’ though?

“I can see that. You’ve stopped jacking off, have you?”

“Feel them and find out…” the unknown male said, and Liam cringed at the very subtle sound – so subtle that he might have imagined it - but that sounded rather like a hand cupping a ball-sack.

“Good boy. Those pics I send you are meant to make you eager, not spent…” Liam’s mother said, making her son wonder why she was calling this man a good ‘boy’.

“Ohh, I’m eager all right! So you want me to…”

“Just lay back and relax. I’ve got you…”

“Fuckin’ A you’ve got me!”

It was that expression that made Liam’s floppy ears perk and make him press his face against the wooden slats of the closet door. He could make out… just enough. Enough to see Dan laying back against the headboard, as buck naked as the ewe climbing in with him. His legs were spread apart and Liam’s mother got comfy between them before pushing her face down. He couldn't quite make out what she was doing but there were kissy noises again and her lips were nowhere near his friend’s…

Liam’s mind was reeling as the scene went from bad to worse. It would be bad enough catching his mom with a date. It might be a relief to know she’d have someone once he moved out, even if the first encounter proved too graphic. But with Dan!? The kind of chemistry the two of them had on those occasions when they met was the kind that prompted the authorities to issue health hazard warnings. And yet what he was hearing now was undoubtedly the sound of his mom kissing and… yeah, suckling on the goat’s erection.

All of a sudden being caught borrowing his mom’s car for an illicit beer run seemed like a dream come true. At least compared to hearing the ewe who’d raised him kiss, suckle and slurp around his friend’s cock. He tried covering his ears but it did little good. The lazy suburban environment provided no loud traffic to cover the sound, and any conveniently noisy children were no doubt glued to their screens.

“Fuck Sharon, you’re so amazing at this…” Dan groaned and Liam covered his muzzle to stop himself from whimpering in frustration.

His mother didn’t reply to the compliment, but the noises were getting more graphic. Enough to paint a picture for the young ram – the lips that kissed him goodbye when he left for school now wrapped around his friend’s cock, the soft moans that were muffled by the same erection, and the occasional sound of released suction as his mom let the shaft slip from her muzzle. Liam had been on the receiving end of what he thought were pretty good blow-jobs, but he didn’t remember any of them sounding this lewd. There was that wooden slat blocking out the actual sight, but he could open them up a little. The curtains were drawn and the only light in the room was the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Enough to illuminate the two figures on the bed, but not enough to pierce the darkness of the closet. Maybe it would be for the better to see them? Maybe it wasn’t quite as bad (or as good, from Dan’s point of view) as it sounded?

His hand trembled as he tilted the wooden slat up, exposing his mother’s face, as well as the rest of her body. Seeing his mother naked would have been awkward, but seeing her face-first in Dan’s crotch went beyond that. He supposed he could see why Dan was here. He had to admit his mom looked amazing for a woman nearing forty, and it was easy to spot why the ewe was even now enthusiastically blowing the goat she’d insisted was a bad influence on her son. She seemed to be taking him pretty deep but two fingers remained wrapped around the base of Dan's shaft, while another hand stroked and fondled his sack. Every now and again she’d let the thing pop out of her mouth and just kiss and lick her way along the shaft before letting it slide back in. It was technique like he’d never seen outside of porn, and from the last person on Earth he wanted to see it from.

“Nghhhh, I love it when you do that… edging me… keeping me close…”

“I’m not trying to edge you, I’m trying to make you finish. When I let you in me, I want to make sure you last long enough to make it worth my time.” Sharon said, rubbing the pink shaft against the side of her muzzle before she parted her lips and pushed them down Dan’s cock again. Liam folded his ears against his head as his friend’s groan failed to entirely mask the way his mom moaned around a mouthful of cock. A curtain of thick white ringlets threatened to fall across the side of the ewe’s face and hide the debauched scene from the unseen spectator, but Dan pushed Sharon’s hair away from the ewe’s face. Liam could see it all now, since something was keeping him from looking away.

His mom did look like she was enjoying herself, working as lazily as she dared considering they expected him to return. God forbid he should catch them just as they were finishing and be scarred for life! Much better having a ring-side seat for the whole thing. Liam knew that he didn’t have to watch. There was just enough room in here for him to sit down, hug his knees and try to pretend he was anywhere else, but he could still hear them. It was just possible that his imagination could conjure images more depraved than reality. Possible, but not likely.

Worse yet was that he was envious of Dan. Liam had gotten blowjobs, but no girl ever did things to him that his mom was doing to the reclining goat. She would occasionally bob her mouth on his rod, pull out until she had just the tip in. By the way her cheeks moved he guessed she was swirling her tongue around it. Then there was the way her cheeks would sometimes dimple inward when she pulled her muzzle off, a sure sign that she was trying to suck the horny goat dry. One hand remained holding the base of Dan’s cock with the other out of view, presumably juggling his sack.

“Fuck… I’m gonna…” Dan groaned and Liam’s breath caught in his throat. He saw his friend’s abs tense up as his mom pulled half-way off his cock, stroking the base just before her throat started working. Half a minute later she let the gasping goat’s semi-hard cock slip from her lips. “Fuck, I love how I don’t have to even ask you to swallow. What’s the deal… do you like the taste?”

“Sort of…” Sharon said, letting the meaty cock flop down on her young lover’s belly as she gave the wet rod a few parting strokes. “I like it better than washing dry cum out of my hair and fleece.” she said, crawling her way up Dan’s body. Her breasts hung down, full and heavy enough to brush against the goat’s abs and chest by the time Sharon laid her hands on his shoulders and leaned in to kiss him. If his friend was grossed out by any lingering trace of his spunk on her tongue he didn’t show it as he ran his hands from the side of the ewe’s chest, stopping when they came to rest on the fluffy curve of her ass. Liam winced when his mother’s tail twitched.

“You want me to return the favor?” Dan asked, the tone of his voice suggesting he would do as good a job on the ewe as she did on him.

“Sweet of you to ask, but I’m almost ready to go. Just play around with it until you get hard again…” Sharon said, oblivious to her son who heard every word and who watched his friend’s hand slip around and disappear between the ewe’s thighs. They kept kissing deep and sloppy, while Liam watched the nipples grazing Dan’s chest grow hard and pointy. Over the moans muffled by their kissing he could even hear the wet noises his mom’s labia made as Dan kept her primed. The goat’s cock had never gone fully soft, but a few minutes later it was hard again enough to lift a little from his abs. Dan had bragged about being hung but Liam had assumed it was just one of his tall tales. He wished he hadn’t found out how true it was quite this way. He saw his mom reach down and wrap her fingers around the pink erection, her ears flicking as the goat’s cock throbbed in her grip.

“There’s something to be said for young men…” she said, releasing Dan and laying on her back beside him. If there was any illusion left in Liam’s mind about what was about to happen with his mom lying down with her thighs apart, it would have vanished when Dan rolled over and got into position, his tip dripping as he… positioned himself. She’s your mother, but she’s still a woman. She’s got… needs. And he’s your best friend, so…

“Mffffhhh!” Sharon groaned, making her hidden son wince.

…it’s not a huge deal. You’re not a little kid anymore, you’re…

“Mhhhmmm, such a big boy…”

Yes, thank you, mom! Liam thought to himself, biting his finger in frustration as Dan slowly worked to sheathe himself in his woman and his friend’s mother. He glanced back at the pair and immediately wished he hadn't. He couldn’t actually see Dan sinking into his mom from his angle, but it was obvious. His mother had her back arched almost off the mattress, one hand toying with her left breast while the right one was above her head, in the mess of curly white hair spilling over the pillow. She looked as hot as any porn star, which was apropo since Liam suspected she was about to get fucked like one.

Once Dan was in the buxom ewe she reached out with her arms and gently pulled him on top of her. There was a little grunt as Liam’s mom took all of the young goat’s cock and much of his weight, his body covering her but still leaving the hidden ram looking at more of his mother than he was used to seeing. She writhed against him as she pulled him in for a kiss, the two of them moaning into each other’s muzzle as Dan’s hips began to roll. It was happening, it was happening right before Liam’s eyes. He could look away, in theory. But in reality he was eighteen and this was still a live sex show. A part of him didn’t want him looking away, the part that was straining against his jeans. His cock was down the left leg of his pants and the erection was getting more than uncomfortable, so Liam reached in to… adjust himself. Instead he wound up gripping his cock as he watched Dan move on top of his mother.

He couldn’t actually see… it - Dan’s cock sinking into his mom’s slit. Her knees were bent just a little, enough to raise her shapely things and censor out the most obscene parts of this. With her hair spilled out across the pillow he could see her face and that gave him a good idea of what was going on. When they broke their kiss he could see she was smiling which… which was good. He wanted to see his mom happy, after all. It’s just that Liam had never seen this smile on the ewe’s face. Maybe it was the fact that he’d seen it on the girls he’d been with, but it made his mom look… younger.

He saw one of Dan’s hands move and heft up one of his mom’s breasts before he bent his neck and brought his muzzle down. Liam saw his mother’s smile grow wider as she sighed, twirling her ears and closing her eyes. He could hear kissing and popping sounds as Dan played with the stiff nipple.

“Mhhh, that’s it… suck… a little harder…” Liam’s mother urged. Dan obliged, sucking harder and thrusting a little harder too. “Mnhh, you’re sweet… but we don’t have much time, remember.”

“You ready?” Dan asked, and his tone made the fur on the back of Liam’s neck stand out.

“Ready enough. So quit playing and fuck me…” Liam’s mother husked, making the hidden ram’s cock twitch in his grip. He watched Dan brace himself, saw the goat’s hips pull back and then…

“Mnoouughyes!” the ewe on the bed cried out, laying her hands on her young lover’s shoulders and getting ready to take him.

Dan got more energetic and Liam’s mother got more… vocal. The ram himself was getting carried away watching the pair, barely aware that he was stroking his erection in time to Dan’s thrusts. There was something… practiced to this. They were familiar enough with each other’s bodies and each other’s responses to leave no doubt that this had been going on for… Liam had no idea how long. After all, he wasn’t always hanging out with Dan. There were plenty of times when he wasn’t with the goat but wasn’t home either. Plenty of opportunities for these two to get… familiar.

“T-that’s it… harder. Ha-aaAahh!” Liam’s mom urged but her plea ended in a squeal when Dan gave it to her harder.

He was really giving it to her now enough to make the voluptuous ewe’s body ripple. Energetic, vigorous lovemaking, at least until the point that the mattress started squeaking and the headboard began banging against the wall. At that point, the two were fucking. This was beyond Liam’s understanding that his mother was a woman with a woman’s needs. This was graphic, loud and taking place a few feet away from him. Worse yet, his mom had swallowed Dan’s first load, ensuring it would take him some time to blow his second one. Enough for her to climax, all in front of her hidden son.

“Thats… right… there! R-right… mfhh…” she moaned, her voice shaking along with the rest of her body until Dan leaned down and kissed her.

He was kissing her as deep as he was fucking her, and with a wince Liam saw his mother’s dainty cloven hooves leave the mattress, shaking in mid-air as the ewe sought the perfect angle. The energy in the room was infections and the ram could no longer pretend not to notice what he was doing. In fact, he was sure he would have cum already if his mom wasn’t being so… vocal. With her laid out like that, in the dim light, he could just about pretend she was someone else… anyone else. But seeing her under Dan and hearing her encourage him, beg him for more… give him little… instructions.

He didn’t look like he needed them. He was braced against the mattress, holding his weight up and getting enough leverage to really thrust into her. He caught the goat staring down, feasting his eyes on a pair of heavy breasts bouncing from the force of their fucking. The view from the closet wasn’t much, but he did catch sight of the perked nipples capping each wooly mound. The two kissed again, sloppy and breathless by now, and when their lips parted Liam’s ears perked at the sound of his mother's tone.

“Li-like tha-aaAaaahh-at! Don’t stop, don’t… dohhhhnnnn…” she whined before wrapping both her arms and leg legs around Dan.

The goat was still thrusting as best he could even as Liam’s mother clung to him, whimpering as she quite obviously came for her young lover. She saw her fingers dig into his shoulders and saw the legs locked around Dan trembling, the young goat never slowing his rhythm. Not surprising. If Liam had ever been told not to stop in that one of voice, he wouldn’t stop until his body gave out. After almost a minute he saw his mother's muscles grow slack but she was still clinging to the boy pounding her.

Liam’s own pulse was racing and he was stroking himself of ruinously as he watched Dan rut. He knew that his mother must have cum pretty hard because the noises from down there were decidedly messy as every thrust of the goat churned out some of the ewe’s mess. He kept it up for another minute or two – shallow jerking thrusts into the woman still clinging to him. Liam could tell Dan was reaching his limit, but it didn’t look like the young goat would pull out. He knew that Liam’s mom was on the pill, so he didn’t really have any reason to. The hidden ram was still stroking himself and wondering if it would be worse to watch his friend spray cum all over his mom or to see the woman who raised him catching a load. Before he could decide he heard Dan grunt, saw the goat’s puffy tail lift and then flag down. Liam swallowed a lump in his throat as the male mounting his mom groaned and began to seed the cooing ewe.

“Fuck, Sharon… you…” he groaned, his remark cut off by the kiss the doe pulled him into. With their lips locked the room grew suddenly silent, and Liam wound up dropping his erection like it was a hot poker as he tried to get his breathing under control and not to whimper at being blue-balled by these two of all people. The caprine length twitched forlornly and his sack ached but he didn’t dare touch it. The fabric surrounding him did a good job of soaking up much of the noise, but with the duo on the bed no longer distracted he couldn’t risk it. He saw his mom’s legs unwrap from around Dan, but she was still holding him close as the two once again filled the room with kissing noises, mercifully unaware from the blue-balled teen in the closet. When they broke it up, Dan was reaching out for a box of tissues on the nightstand.

“Careful!” the ewe under him admonished, having caught her breath after being ridden as hard as any porn star Liam had ever seen.

“I got it…” Dan said, nabbing the box and handing it to the ewe. It was the practiced way it happened that made the young ram realize how long this had been going on. His mom pulled out about half a dozen tissues and was ready when Dan knelt up and began to pull his softening shaft from her. The moment the glans slipped out she pressed the paper to her folds and began to wipe herself clean. Dan took a moment to admire the sight before doing the same before leaning across the edge of the bed and fumbling for his jeans.

“Don’t even think about it!” Sharon admonished. Liam had assumed that Dan was done and was getting dressed to leave, but when the goat dropped his pants and laid back down next to the naked ewe, the ram knew that his friend had been digging around for the half-empty soft pack of Luckies that he always seemed to have on him.

“Seriously? Not even one? After that?”

“Dead serious. This is a no-smoking household, period! Liam knows my views on smoking. After you two got caught behind the school, you better believe he does. If he caught the smell from my room, he’d know for a fact that I had a visitor…” the ewe explained and Liam couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“You don’t think it smells like good times in here?”

“I can air that out and mask most of it with an air-wick. And if he did catch it… well he’s not stupid. He probably assumes that I take care of my needs when he’s not around. Best to let him think I’m alone while I do it.”

“Yeah, we just need to make sure to get rid of the evidence…” Dan said, glancing at the crumpled up tissues beside them. “You still on the pill?”

“Of course…” Sharon said as Dan reached out to play with a heavy caprine breast.

“You know I wouldn’t mind if you weren’t. I kinda get turned on thinking that you’re gonna stop without telling me and I’ll just show up one day to you handing me a positive test…”

“What an imagination! If you’re really serious about putting me through all that at my age, it will have to wait until you move in…” she said. And if Liam had any doubts about what she was talking about, the way Dan’s hand moved to stroke her belly made it quite clear.

Motherfucker!

“So do we tell Dan before, or do we wait for him to just come back from school for Thanksgiving and catch me basting your turkey?” he asked. The ewe giggled, the ram screamed internally.

“Before, but I’ll do it in stages. I’ll let him know I’m seeing someone when the time is right. I’ll drop a few hints that he’s a younger man. Liam’s a clever boy, somewhere in the background his brain will put it all together. It will still come as a surprise, but not a full-on shock…”

“I think I helped you there. I told him I was seeing someone on the down-low… On that subject, how about you let him come to my party?”

“And are there going to be drinks at this party?”

“I… I can honestly say that I don’t know for sure yet…” Dan said.

Yeah, because you needed me to get my mom’s car keys, which I could have done easy if you hadn't shown up to bang her! Lima fumed silently while wrapping his hands around an invisible throat. Watching Dan screw his mom until orgasm was bad enough, and his mood wasn’t improved by the fact that the two had inadvertently blue-balled him.

“Hmmmm. I’m going to need to domesticate you before I let you father a child on me…”

“So, about Liam…”

“I’ll think about it. For now, I’m thinking of giving you your birthday present early.” she said, unsubtly wrapping her fingers around Dan’s tumescent cock. “Think you can get hard for me one more time?”

“I don’t think that’ gonna be a problem. If you’re keeping me from jacking off, I wanna make sure I’m drained before I leave…”

“Good. I’m thinking about what we did the last time…”

“Oh! Yeah, I’m definitely up for that. So did you like it, or is this just for my sake.”

“I liked it. Well, enough to try it again at least. And I already did the prep work so I’d feel silly if it was all for nothing...” Sharon said, idly masturbating the young goat beside her as her hidden son’s mind connected the dots, like the clever boy she insisted he was.

“What’s it feel like?”

“You want me to show you?”

“I’ll pass.”

“It was… different. New. And when you reach my age, it’s nice to get out of the rut and try new things.”

“You’re not old…” Dan insisted, actually leaning over and kissing Liam’s mother. In a way the kiss was the most disturbing thing he’d seen so far because it didn’t look like just a fuck-buddy kiss.

“I know. But I know I’m young either. And I’m not sure that I’d want to really be young again, but it’s a fun place to visit…” Sharon said, giving her young lover another kiss before turning around.

Liam’s heart skipped a beat when he thought she might see him or spot that the slats on the doors weren’t as closed as they were. And his heart almost stopped when he saw her opening her bedside drawer, certain that she was about to notice the spare keys were missing. He saw her feel around briefly and almost breathed out a sigh of relief when she pulled out her hand. But his gut twisted again when he realized she was holding that tube of lubricant. The mattress shifted as the two of them repositioned, with the ewe now resting her head on her folded arms while keeping her ass up and her puffy tail hiked. She’d handed the tube to a very eager looking Dan, and Liam actually winced when he heard it pop open. His mothers rear was aimed at the door, and Dan’s back was to his hiding spot which was good, even though he doubted that the goat would have looked up from what he was being offered. He saw Dan squeeze some lube onto his middle and index finger before the hand disappeared from view.

“Mmnnnhmmm…” Sharon cooed. Liam couldn’t see what was going on, but somehow that sound and the way his mom’s ears flicked painted a very vivid picture.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow.”

“I appreciate that, but we do have a time limit. Save the nice and slow sentiment for when you’re inside me and get those fingers to work. Nghhh!” the ewe groaned, presumably when one or more fingers pushed in under her tail.

“Okay, you just tell me when you’re ready to ride…” Dan said, over the sound of slick digits now vigorously pumping under the ewe’s flagged tail.

“A-aaAah!-ctually… I was thinking of letting you do… the honors…”

“Seriously?” Dan asked and Liam silently mouthed the same word.

“Very. You’ve blown your nut twice, I assume I can trust you to go slow?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna take my time with this…”

“Well we’ve still got a little over half an hour. Even if you can go longer than that, I don’t think my ass could -ngh!- take it. Don’t go overboard on the lube again…” Sharon said as Dan gave the tube another squeeze.

“Thought you’d want more before I slipped the third finger in. Damn Sharon, you don’t feel much looser than last time…”

“You don’t sound disappointed. And speaking of loose, are you hard?”

“With a view like this? Fuck yeah, I’m hard…”

“Good, then I think we can get to the main event…” the ewe said, and her son watched as the goat shuffled until he was kneeling between her shins.

Without his friend’s body blocking the view, the young ram could see both Dan’s erection and his mother’s pucker shining under her hiked tail. Dan squeezed out some more lube and gave his erection a few pumps to get it coated before laying a hand on Sharon’s cheek. He used one thumb to pry the momma-sheep open while the other one gripped his lubed cock and guided his glans to the winking pucker waiting for it.

“Okay, wait a sec…” Liam heard his mom say, tensing up a little before taking very deep, slow breaths.

The two seemed frozen, but the flicking of his mother’s ears and the intense look on Dan’s face made it clear they were making progress, albeit slowly. His cock was harder than he’d like to admit, and possibly harder than it had ever been as he watched his mom doing her best to relax in order to let the boy she so strongly disliked slide into her lubed ass. Dan was wearing a completely brain-dead expression, which meant every bit of his attention was locked on the sight of a soft pink ring slowly dimpling as it yielded to steady pressure. He heard it just before he heard his mom grunt and Dan groan – a subtle wet sound that made his cock twitch and his dry throat gulp.

“Nghaahh…aahh! W-wait… give me a… sec…” Sharon gasped out.

Liam swallowed past a lump in his throat at the sound of his mother’s voice. It was breathy but almost pained and for the briefest of moments he’d had the urge to rush in and ‘save’ her. He doubted that a rescuer would be welcome, and the fact that his pants were around his ankles and that he was sporting a raging erection would definitely not escape notice. He dared a glance through the slats and he could see it… or rather he couldn’t.

He couldn’t see Dan’s glans, but he could see the tip of his friend's cock disappearing between his mom’s cheeks, just a little too high to be mistaken for the right hole. He could see the motion of the ewe’s belly - the sharp flex and slower swell as she took deep, calming breaths. She didn’t look as practiced and confident doing this as she had letting Dan fuck her a few minutes ago. The goat was waiting for his cue, running his hands around the ample behind and leaving little furrows in the mature ewe’s fleece.

“Ohhhh…okay… let me… feel you…”

The words were followed by a slight push back and Liam felt his jaw clench as the roaming hands of his friend settled in a firm grip. His own palms almost itched and his breath caught in his throat as the goat began to push. He saw his mom’s long ears twirl as her young lover’s cock sank slowly into her ass. Her belly would tremble and Liam didn’t miss how hard the ewe’s nipples were, hanging down low enough to brush the sheets. It seemed to take forever and when hips finally met cheeks both of the figures on the bed groaned.

He saw Dan’s left hand slip from his mom’s ass, along her hip and down out of view. In the silence filled only by heavy breathing, he was sure he could hear the wet flapping noises of his mother’s labia as the guy mounting her ass did the gentlemanly thing and played with her pussy. It was working too - he could see the tension drain from the buxom ewe’s body, in the set of her shoulders, the stiffness in her neck… and the way her back arched just a little more. He saw Dan’s hips move, just gentle grinding motions that got him some encouraging noises from the ewe taking his cock under her tail.

At some point his his began to really roll, with his mom’s ass following every motion until she kind of pulled back and stood still, letting the young goat slide out. Liam chewed his lip at the sight of Dan’s cock leaving his mother’s ass, with the older ewe moaning soft and low as several inches slipped out. Liam screwed his eyes shut when Dan pushed back in and his mom moaned again, this time more… enthusiastically.

“Fuck, I can’t believe how tight you are…” the young goat murrmured, steadily pumping his cock in and out of the motehrly ewe’s supposedly tight ass. Liam’s mom made no reply, and just let Dan enjoy his… birthday present.

Liam looked down at his own erection, feeling ashamed of what he’d been doing earlier. That shame wasn’t enough to stop him from wrapping his hand around his leaking cock. He knew that he’d probably feel sick after he was done doing this, but the hard-on he was sporting was painful and at this point he just wanted some discreet relief. And he would get relief much faster if he was watching the action.

And by now it was action, even if it wasn’t quite porn-style anal. He supposed he had to give Dan credit for not losing his mind and actually being gentle with his mom. Judging by the noises the ewe had made, his cock had been a snug fit when he’d stuck it where it was supposed to go, and the same… vigorous tempo was out of the question now that it was under her tail. His mom had looked like she’d been bracing herself a little but eventually she just lowered her generous chest to the mattress and let the young man behind her take over. Her arms were folded and her head was resting on them, pointed straight at Liam’s hiding spot.

He doubted his mom could see him. Most of her face was hidden by the wild mass of her hair, but the alabaster curls weren’t hiding the ewe’s lips. They were full and parted as the woman they belonged to gasped and softly moaned with every thrust. Every once and a while they would twist briefly, hinting at some discomfort but not enough for Liam’s mother to actually complain.

He saw her reach down with one hand and a moment after that Dan placed his own hand back on the fleecy white rump. He could see the fur covering it was soaked to the knuckles, meaning that he’d done a good job down there. His mom seemed to be doing a better one though. Her eyes were closed but her nostrils were flaring and her mouth was open wide, the full lips forming a perfect ‘O’ as the ewe approached a perfect O.

The sounds of the two were getting wet and he wondered how much of that was his mom’s pussy dripping and how much was lube being pushed out of her ass as the young goat behind it started to ride it. Dan wasn’t slamming into her but he was pumping the ewe’s rump in smooth, deep strokes, his pressing flush against her cheeks every time he hilted. Liam’s own paw was smooth as he stroked himself, pushing back shame just so that he could get this over with. A sharp gasp from his mother brought his focus back to her face, the full lips twisted in a grimace and showing teeth.

“Auuuugghhod! Unghhh…unhhhhhmm..” the mature ewe moaned, her arm going rigid and perfectly still, having obviously done its job.

“Fuck, you’re clenching up…” Dan groaned, fingers digging into fleece and flesh as he shortened his strokes.

He leaned over Liam’s mom a little, driving down into the up-turned ass and working towards climax as the female under him recovered from hers. Liam had never gotten a girl to let him try anal, and what Dan was getting now looked just as good as any fantasy he’d ever had, if not better. He was thrusting with enough force to move the ewe back and forth just a little on the sheets, her lips still parted and her expression blissfully blank. Liam was close and when he heard a tell-tale groan from Dan, he felt himself slipping past the point of no return. He had just enough semblance to close his fist around his tip, preventing himself from spraying his mom’s wardrobe while the lucky goat sprayed her ass. He didn’t even cringe at the happy moan his mother made, his eyes just focused enough to notice the way Dan’s ass was clenching as he thrust against her with every spurt. Their own panting mashed his as all three people struggled to catch their breaths. He saw his mom toss Dan the box of tissues and regretted that he didn’t have any himself.

“That was… wow, you’re getting better at this…” Dan gasped out, pulling out and proceeding to clean the ewe as best as he could.

“I’m glad you had fun.” the ewe said, omitting the fact that she’d quite obviously cum while having her tailhole pumped. “Don’t bother being too dainty back there, I’m going to slip into the shower anyway.”

“Want me to join you?”

“Tempting, but were out of time and I have a feeling that if we went in together we’d lose track of it.”

“You’re probably right…” Dan agreed, pulling his pants up and leaning in to kiss the beckoning ewe. “So… did you have time to think about letting Liam come to my party?”

“You mean while you were fucking my ass, or my pussy?” The ewe asked, making the aforementioned ram wince. “Fine, he can come. But I expect you to keep him out of trouble. Worrying about my only child gives me such migraines, and you wouldn’t want that, would you?”

“Right, nothing too wild.”

“All right, now off you go. And don’t you dare light up until you’re out the front door.”

“I wasn’t gonna…” said the goat, pulling on his shirt, giving the ewe one more kiss and then heading out.

To Liam's relief, his mom headed straight for the shower, and the moment he heard water he rushed out. He’d just finished wiping his hand clean when his phone rang. The young ram darted downstairs, muffling the phone’s speaker and only answering once he was sure he was out of earshot of his bathing mother.

“Hey man, just calling to see if you got our ride sorted out?” came Dan’s voice, and Liam couldn't help but notice the difference in his tone compared to the way he’d been talking to his mom just minutes ago.

“Yeah, uhhhh… I just finished up at the pool. I grabbed them before I left.” Lima lied.

“Fuckin’ A, man! Knew you wouldn’t leave me hangin’. How long until you get back? Think I have time to grab a quick shower?”

“Yes! De-definitely…” the ram almost barked out, knowing all too well why Dan needed a shower…

“All right, I’ll wash up and we’ll do the beer run, maybe hang out? Gotta get in as much quality time as we can before you go to college and bail on my ass. No gonna lie man, I’m really gonna miss you.”

“Yeah well... I’m gonna be back for the holidays.” he said, facepalming himself as he remembered that Dan and mom were planning to break the news to him for Thanksgiving. So on top of all this, I’m gonna have to practice faking being shocked. Then again, if Dan talks mom about going off birth control, I won’t have to fake anything…