Fun in the sun

“So, what do you think?” Edward asked, spreading his arms as they stood on a hilltop overlooking the town.

“I think it’s a dump,” Timothy replied, grinning.

Edward shoved him. “Oh very funny. But seriously?”

“A ton of potential. The river really is beautiful; you’re going to want to make sure that pollution is kept to a minimum. You said the hot springs were close to the cave-in?”

“Yeah, there's a fellow here named Cavill from a university in one of the other Oedipal Zones. Check this out, dude was the eldest son, but transferred his Alphahood to his little brother to join the seminary. Crazy right?”

“He must really have heard the call I guess,” Timothy shook his head. “I mean, I hadn't really heard much about OZs until recently, but I can't imagine being able to be together with Mom in the open and just...giving it up. Maybe he wasn't into his family like that, and his brother really loved their mom or something.”

Edward shrugged. “Who knows? That's his business if he wants to talk about it. He wanted permission to build a church and live here. I gave him the go-ahead, as long as we wasn't going to be preaching something too ****.” Edward looked around before continuing. “He seems like a good man. Just… a bit intense you know? But he assured me he wasn’t into witch hunts or looking to found some sort of doomsday cult or anything. He says he's just been looking for a place to provide compassion and guideance, which I think sounds like a good thing. Come on, let’s see if he’s come up with something.

“I can understand why they thought it was a sign,” Cavill said, gesturing at the rock formation. The rocks blocking the entrance seemed to have fallen into a peculiar shape. From a certain angle it was almost a mature woman’s face. “The people living here believed in a goddess, so the shrine within will probably have a statue and altar and so on. Might make for a nice tourist spot.”

“You don’t think that’s blasphemous, um... what should I call you...Doctor Cavill, Father Cavill?”

“Oh not at all. The idea that God can be completely described as male or female…” Cavill chuckled. “We are all made in his, or her, image. At this point in my life, I think the divine transcends any human genders. Frankly the more time I spent here and in other OZs, the more I find I like the idea of a goddess; a mother to look out for us all.” He looked at Timothy. “I have a doctorate in archaeology, but I also finished seminary, so technically it would be Father Doctor, but that sounds ridiculous” He laughed. “If I end up staying here, as young Edward has graciously allowed, it will most likely be as a man of the cloth, so Father Cavill is fine."

“So you’re going to remove these rocks? I imagine that has to be done very carefully.”

“No, no, not at all! These rocks are staying exactly where they are. Removing any of them might further damage the shrine within. No, we’re tunneling. The hill on top of the cave is surprisingly stable considering the cave-in, so we’re slowly drilling from above, using 3D imaging equipment to make sure we’re not damaging anything.” Cavill stopped himself. “Listen to me, blabbing on like an excited freshman. But it is an interesting find.”

“Edward suggested building an inn or bed and breakfast around the hot-springs. Is that area safe to build?”

“Oh absolutely. Everything is very sound. The cave-in itself is a mystery frankl. No apparent cause for it. Like I said, I understand why the people thought it was a sign. Once we’re done with the site you’re free to build anywhere. Just...”

“Just what?”

"Regardless of whether or not we agree with their beliefs, this was—_is _still a holy site. Build with a bit of reverence? No huge neon signs with 'Goddess Shrine' and so on."

Timothy understood what Edward meant by intense. It was phrased like a request, but felt like an order.

“Yeah… of course not.”

Timothy gestured to the model he’d made. “What do you think, Mom?” They were temporarily living in a trailer next to the building lot, having moved to the fledgling town almost immediately.

Lora inspected it from all angles, smiling as she embraced her son from behind. “I love it. It looks almost ancient Greek or Roman. I met with the money people today, and they’re excited as well. Apparently hot springs are very um… ‘in’. Funding won't be a problem.” She kissed his neck. “They finally got through to the shrine today right? Did you see inside?”

“Yes…” Timothy said slowly. “We’ve decided to keep it private though; we’re not turning it into a tourist thing.”

“Oh? It made an impression, then?”

“You could say that. When Edward, Cavill and I saw it… I’ll show you sometime. It’s beautiful, but also sad in a way. Felt very personal to whoever built it. Didn’t seem right to have people traipsing all over it. Cavill suggested we to build something appropriate over it, so the tunnel is accessible to those who know about the shrine, but not to others.”

“Have you decided what you’re going to put over it?” Lora asked, looking out the window towards the little hill.

“Yes,” Timothy said as he pulled out a little model of a wedding chapel and dropped to one knee in front of his mother “I thought this would do just nicely.”

Lora looked at the model, gasping. “Wait… wait is that a ring in…”

“Mom,” Timothy said, looking up at the woman that had given birth to him; the woman he loved. “Will you marry me?” The tears of joy in her eyes were all the answer he needed.

Timothy and Edward built the chapel themselves, with their mothers offering encouragement whilst wearing bikinis and bringing their boys drinks to cool them off.

Edward wiped away some sweat from his brow. "Did I thank you yet for proposing to your mom? Mine isn’t hinting heavily at all that she wants one next."

Timothy laughed. "Hey man, you’ve been here for a year, not my fault you’re slow. I told ya, after being able to be public with my relationship with Mom after so long hiding it, I just really wanted to go all the way. She deserves it. Besides," he puffed out in an exaggerated way, "I hear that when you're one of the Alphas, you're supposed to be decisive."

“Yeah yeah, laugh it up,” Edward said, grinning, looking at their moms gossiping a bit lower on the hill, their tits jiggling whenever they laughed. "Now that's a view I'll never get tired of."

“Quite a sight,” Timothy agreed, looking at his mother.

“Ogle later, work now,” Lora called when she caught them looking, and then giggled.

“Hmm… what do you think, Edward?” Timothy said, putting down his hammer.

"I think… I think I wanna do more than ogle right now," Edward said, grinning as they both sprinted towards their mothers, causing them to giggle and run.

“It’s your own fault we can’t concentrate on the building you know,” Timothy said, catching Lora and holding her in his arms.

“Oh?” She said, smiling. “How do you figure that”

“Well Mom, you’re just way too hot.” Lora laughed.

"I see…"Lora kissed him. "In that case I kind of have to take responsibility for this, huh?" Lora grabbed his cock through his pants, making him moan. "Let me get a bit more comfortable."

She stepped out of his arms and took off her top, smiling at the look he still got whenever he saw her tits. "You really love the girls, huh?" She said, holding her tits up for him.

“You know it,” Timothy grinned as he pulled her back into his embrace, holding her from behind and cupping her breasts.

“We better make it quick, or that chapel will never be finished,” Lora said, as she sank to her knees, pulling his pants down with her. Lora grabbed hold of her son’s cock as she spat on it, stroking it a few times before wrapping her lips around it.

Timothy groaned as his mother’s wet mouth enveloped his cock, holding himself steady by placing a hand on her head. Looking over he saw his friend was getting similar treatment, giving Timothy thumbs up before concentrating on the blowjob his own mother was giving him. Her head moved up and down faster, showing Lora was serious about finishing him quick. Timothy tried to hold on but was overwhelmed as his mother’s tongue wrapped skillfully around the head of his cock, eagerly lapping up his precum.

“Moooomm…” he warned. She stopped sucking him and started jerking him off, holding his cock next to her face.

“All over me sweetheart. Mark Mommy as yours.”

Timothy grunted as he started unloading on her face, painting it with his cum, groaning as she licked his cock clean before pulling his pants back up. “Back to work, baby.”

“Yes ma’am,” he agreed with a smile.