I was 11 when my father passed away. He told me I’m soon going to be the man of the house. About a month after he passed mom and me moved to Georgia from New York.
She got a job and rented a small studio apartment. We started sleeping together. She would kiss me every night before we slept. I kept asking her when we’ll get a place so I can have my own bed. She acted sad and said “you’re the man of the house now, don’t you like keeping mommy safe” I’d hug her and tell her I’ll always keep her safe.
It was right after that she started sleeping with nothing on. Of course I would get erections. She told me to fully undress, she was going to help me become the real man of the house. I hadn’t even masturbated yet so when she made me o***** it was all new to me, like bolts of lightning jolting my body.
She had me on top of her and inside her and I would c** sometimes 3 or 4 times in a night inside her. She always hugged me and told me I was the man of her dreams. By the time I was 19 Mom and I had 3 kids. I was no longer calling her mom, I called her by her name, people just thought we were a couple with her being a little older than me. Mom was 16 when I was born.
The problem is, I’ve never dated, never kissed a girl my age and now I’m 26 with a 12 year old son and an 11 year old and 9 year old daughters calling me dad.
Mom is still beautiful but I didn’t realize at such a young age this was going to be my future.