“What about him, sweetie?” mom said with genuine confusion.
“If you’re with Brad, what happens with dad?” I said.
“Well…” mom looked at Brad. “I plan on staying with your father for at least a little while longer, but eventually I’ll have to divorce him. It isn’t fair for him to be the third wheel in this relationship. Also, as this is my house, he’d have to leave.”
“What about me?” I asked, slightly more aggressive than I intended.
“Well…” mom paused again. “I would like you to live with your brother and me. At least until you get a job and find your own place. Brad is making arrangements to move back.”
I nodded and we sat in silence for a while. My brother broke the silence.
“So, we’re good yeah?” he said with confidence.
“You love mom? And you treat her right?” I asked.
“More than anyone mom’s ever been with!” he said with pride.
Mom and Brad leaned in in front of me, as though I wasn’t even there.
“I love you, Brad,” she whispered.
Brad chuckled.
“I love you, mom.” Brad said.
The loving couple made out while leaning on me. I could feel my erection growing again and silently begged it to go down.
Brad noticed.
“Hey, looks like someone’s excited!” he joked.
Mom looked down and laughed.
“Wow, I didn’t think he’d accept us that quickly!”
Before I could explain myself, mom pulled my pants down.
She giggled at the sight of it as she touched the tip of my penis.
“My, it’s not very big, is it…” she trailed off.
I pulled my pants back up, ashamed of my small penis.
Mom and Brad got off the sofa, and Brad whispered into her ear like earlier on. Mom giggled like a schoolgirl.
“Sam… Since you get, ah, ‘excited’ by the sight of your mother and brother in a relationship… What do you say to watching us have sex in person? No physical interacting, just watching.”
I was speechless. I felt humiliated, worthless. But still, I nodded.
Mom and Brad looked at each other and returned sly grins. Mom held out her hand.
“Come, Sam. We’re going to give you a little ‘sex education!'”
Mom held my hand while Brad’s strong hands were on my shoulders, and the two of them led me to the bedroom.
My heart was pounding through my chest. Did I want this? My head told me, no, but my raging erection told me otherwise.
We reached the door to the bedroom, and I panicked. I turned away to leave.
“Whoa, where you going, bro?” Brad said, grabbing me by the arms.
“Oh, no. You can’t back out now, young man!” my mom said in her usual stern voice.
She opened the door for Brad to lift me over his shoulder and carry me into the room. He lumped me onto the chair facing the bed (the same angle I placed the hidden camera). Brad quickly slipped out of his clothes and leaped onto the bed, while mom removed her pants and made a sultry walk to the bed.
Brad knelt behind her and helped peel off her sleeveless turtleneck. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her D cups popped out from underneath. Brad then placed his hand inside her panties, and she gave out a little moan.
“Mmm, you’re so naughty, Brad!” Mom purred.
“Only naughty for you, mom,” Brad replied.