Keep Dreaming

It is maybe a half an hour later when a light knock comes to my door. I spring up from the bed and hurry to open it. There my sister stands with a warm smile on her face.

“It’s happening.” She says, excitement sparking from every syllable. “We’re getting outta here Donny.” I am a grinning fool as I stand there on the verge of popping from joy. The pair of us take a second just to savor this moment before I pull her into a big hug. She laughs and hugs me back. “Sugar Mamma must really like your sugar bro.” She hands me my phone and says. “She wants to speak with you.”

“Thank you.” I take the phone from her. Kiki heads back out into the living room and turns on the television as I shut the door and bring the phone to my ear. “Mom?”

“Well hello there my prince.”

“Mmm!” I coo happily. “Hi.”

“How is my special boy?”

“Better now.” I say. “You’ve made me so happy.”

“The feeling is mutual. Is your sister gone?”

“Mm hm.” I say. “I’m alone.”

“Good.” She says. “I like her. Your sister’s got spunk.”

“Pffft!” I giggle.

“What?”

“Spunk?”

“Yeah.” She then laughs as well. “You dirty boy! That’s not what I mean.” We share a chuckle then gradually fall silent. In that silence our shared yearning comes through as clear as day. “I need to see you baby.” Mom eventually says. “I need to touch you. I need to hold you. I need you here.”

“I need to see you too.” I confess from the bottom of my heart. Despite things taking a better turn, after the week I’d had I was barely holding it together. Embracing my submissive side I allow the pleading whimper bottled up inside of me come out in my voice in a way I would only do for her. “I need my Mommy!”

“Oh my baby boy!” She gasps.

“It’s…it’s been real tough this week Mum.”

“I know. I know baby.” She soothes. “You’ve been so strong.”

“Yeah.” I sniffle as tears begin to roll down my cheeks. Despite the tears it felt SO GOOD to just be able to let go like this with somebody who wouldn’t judge me for it. To let all the walls come down and just be raw and honest. “I did my best.”

“Ohhh, you did so good.” She says. “So good. I’m so proud of my little man.”

“Mmm.”

“I bet you were scared huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.” She says. “And you weren’t sure if you could do it, were you?”

“Yeah. It was hard.”

“Yeah.” She says. “But you did, didn’t you?”

I sniffle again and wipe my nose. “Yeah. I had to be there for Kiki.”

“And you were. You were a good brother to her.”

“Yeah.”

“I wish I were there to hug you.”

“Me too.”

“I’m sending you a hug right now. Squeezing you so tight.” I close my eyes, almost feeling her arms around me. There is the sound of a kiss. “I love you baby.”

“Love you too Mum.” I sigh as I wipe the wetness from my cheeks and collect myself again. “I’ve thought about you so much this week.”

“Now listen.” She says. “You’re coming here tomorrow. Okay? Kiki is going to bring you here to see the suite. We’re going to see each other soon, okay?”

“Okay.”

“But you need to know that, um, well, Alan will be here.”

“Ohhhhh.” I moan in protest. I had been dreading this moment.

“I know. I know.” She says. “It’s better this way though. If you two make a good impression on him it will make this so much easier. I told a little white lie and said I interviewed you two online already. Tomorrow will be to show the place and hopefully finalize things.”

“Oh!” Things were further along than I realized. “How should I…?”

“Shhhhh. Don’t you worry about that right now my prince. Your sister will fill you in tomorrow. Tonight I want you to just rest, okay?”

“Okay.” I pout. “Too bad about Alan though. I was hoping to…snuggle.”

“I know. Me too.” She says longingly. “At least we can see each other. Once I have you living here I’ll be able to hold you everyday.”

I let out a breath as her voice soothes and her promises placates my vexed spirit. “Promise?”

“I promise.” There is a pause before she says. “I bought you some presents.”

“You did?”

“Yes I did.”

“You shouldn’t have.”

“I disagree.”

“But…why?” I ask. “It’s not my birthday or anything.”

“Do I need a reason?”

“Well, no.” I say. “So…what are they?”

“I’m not going to tell you that!” She laughs. “What kind of present would that be if I just told you?”

“Oh, right.” I giggle.

“My boy likes presents, doesn’t he?”

By the tone I could sense it is a leading question. She wanted me to say yes and so I do. “Yeah!”

“Yes you do.” I could literally hear sense her warm wonderful smile through her voice as she hears my excitement. “My baby likes to be spoiled.”

“Mmmm. I wanna spoil you too though.”

“Awww, thank you baby.”

“Evelyn. God. How am I ever, ever, gonna repay you?”

“Repay me? Don’t be silly. Don’t even think about it like that.” She says. “Although…you could do something for me.”

“Anything!”

“I…um…you’re going to think this is stupid.”

“No! No I won’t. I swear.”

“I…I don’t want you masturbating anymore.”

“Oh.” That was certainly not what I had been expecting. I didn’t think it stupid, just odd. “I…suppose...”

“I want you to save all your precious cummies for me. Can you do that for me Donald?”

“Of course. Anything.”

“I want those cute little balls of yours so full of all that hot young cum…” She lets out a huff. “Whoo! I’m getting all flustered here.”

I giggle. “Can I still play with myself the other way?”

“Other way?”

“With my finger.” I lower my voice way down just in case. “In my bum. Like you did with me.”

“Oh! Yes! Of course. You’ve been doing that?”

“Yes Ma’am.” I say. “Twice now. You said I had to get my body ready. Remember?”

“That’s right! I did. Clever boy.” She says proudly. “How did it feel?”

“Good.” I say. “Different, but good. I got two fingers in. Hurt a little but not so bad. I liked it.”

“Good boy!” She praises. “You’re using lube?”

“Just spit.” I say. “I suck my fingers first…I pretended it’s you I’m sucking.”

“Ohhh, you sweet thing. Always thinking of your Mommy.” She says.

“Always.”

“Mmm, we’ll have to get you some proper lubricant. Gotta look after that sweet tush of yours.”

“Okay.” I concur. “It wasn’t as good as it is with you though. Not even close.”

“Aww.” She says with feeling. “I know how you feel baby. I’ve been working on myself too. I’ve tried sucking my own nipples. I even got my old breast pump out but…” She sighs. “…it’s just not the same as having you on me. It’s completely different. My body can’t…get into it. It doesn’t feel natural.”

“A Mom needs her boy.”

“Yes she does.” She says with a sigh. “Soon. Soon. You have something to wear tomorrow?”

“Yes Ma’am. I did the laundry. Even bought bought myself a new shirt. Kiki picked it out. It’s used but it’s really nice. She said it looked cute on me.”

“Ohhh. I can’t wait to see it!” She says. “And you cleaned your room?”

“Yes Ma’am.” I say. “Just like you told me. Even did the kitchen and living room too. The place has never looked better.”

“Good boy!” She says, her praise making simple house chores feel like real accomplishments. “You’ve been showering and shaving and grooming every day?”

“Yes Ma’am. Never been cleaner.” I say. “Kinda makes me feel better about myself.”

“See. I told you.” She chuckles. “And you’re eating better?”

“Yes Ma’am. As good as I can. We don’t really have a decent grocery store near here though. I did my best.” I answer. “I’ve even been cooking for Kiki and I. If you can call it cooking.”

“Good boy.” There is a pause before she asks. “And…?”

“And…I’ve been thinking about it.” I say, my nerves starting to ball up inside of me. “Wh-what about a nurse?”

“What about a nurse?”

“Is that a good job?”

“I don’t know.” She says in a neutral but interested tone. “Is it?”

I snort, worried I was answering wrong. “I just thought…I think I kind of did a good job looking after Kiki. It was kind of nice looking after someone.”

“Mmm.”

“Not like an emergency room nurse though. That was terrible down there.”

“Mmm.”

“Is that…is that a good dream Mom?”

“I don’t know. What do you think?”

“I think so. But what do you think?”

“It’s not my dream.” She says. “But if that is what you really want then yes, it is a wonderful dream. You looked up what it is you have to do for it?”

“Yeah. There’s a bunch of courses I’d have to take I guess. But…”

“What courses? What school? When do they accept applications? What are the requirements?”

“Um…uh…I’m not sure. I just…I dunno.”

The warmth comes back into her voice. “Keep thinking about it Donald. This is a good start.” She says. “Keep dreaming my boy.”

I sigh. “Yes Ma’am.”

“You are special Donald. I saw it the moment we met. You stood there shining like a star. Dream big. Let the world see your light my child.”

“Aww, Mom!”

She giggles. “I can hear you blushing.”