Introduction:

Scott runs away.

Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 2
By Mathew Elizabeth

16-year-old Jay Roberto had all the power to do whatever
he wanted to my mother and I. But not with me living
under 'his' roof! That's right, I decided to run away for
a while. Can you blame me? The first thing I did when Jay
and my mother told me to go to my room was pack my things
and get the hell out of there! I shoved my best clothing
and other essentials into a backpack with tears in my
eyes. I stomped downstairs, bag strapped around my
shoulder and slammed the door behind me.

Basically, the ones I thought loved me most have betrayed
me. My father had died a month before it happened. My
attractive mother three weeks after his death dated a boy
who was my age, 16-years-old. The boy was in fact a
friend of mine from the past; from fours years ago. I hadn't
seen him since. It was a real shocker to find out he was
the good-looking stud dating my attractive mother four
years later.

To make matters worse, I find out my parents had also
been financially supporting Jay for four years in exchange
for some bizarre sexual cuckolding fantasy! At first, I couldn't
get my head around it. I could understand my mothers sexual
need somewhat, but I simply could not compute why my father
would allow this outrageous fantasy that he alone paid for!

It all started one night four years ago. Jay had slept
over. Mom and dad lured him into their room while I slept
unknowingly. They offered him a deal that he could not
refuse. They offered him sexual service from my
attractive mother while my dad could either be humiliated
just watching or receive harsh verbal and or physical
abuse from the cheeky boy. Sexual abuse was welcome but
not mandatory.

I was completely in the dark on the activities that they
actually did during the course of the last four years. I
wasn't sure what Jay did and didn't do in the contract. I
was sure he did everything sexually possible to my
mother. But I wasn't sure how extreme he was when it came
to abusing and humiliating my masochistic father. Jay
certainly didn't seem like a sadist when I first knew
him. He actually seemed like an overly boisterous, goofy
young kid that always had a cheeky smile on his face.
Maybe my mom and dad brought out his dark side?

After listening to their offer four years ago young Jay agreed
whole-heartedly and they tributed him by paying him and
sending him to one of the most renowned private schools
in the state. Over the course of four years the three of
them continued these activities behind my back. They
also amassed a huge savings account for him of $250, 000.
I was their actual son and they gave me nothing!

That was not the end of it though. My father had died to
what appeared to be alcohol abuse. In the aftermath of
his death I was given, of course, nothing in his saved
fortune. I later found out that everything my father
once owned and amassed now belonged and was signed off to
smart-ass 16-year-old Jay Roberto in accordance to 'The
Will'.

The boy that tormented my father for four years behind my
back and fucked my mother in front of him without my
knowledge gets everything! I don't get a penny!

16-year-old Jay owned the house I lived in, the car, the
land, he was even placed in a future CEO position of my
dads company when he turns 18-years-old if he chooses.
Therefore making Jay a millionaire if he decides to go
through with it. They literally set up his future and
made everything easy for him. I could never forgive my
parents, even my father who had died, for doing this to
me.

So I ran away and decided to sleep over one of my friend
Wade's house for a few days. The only problem was I knew
it wasn't permanent. I mean, what could I tell my friend?

"Why did you run away?" He asked passively while toying
with his video game, eyes to the screen.

Wade was a cool calm collected kid, rather handsome in an
interesting kind of way. He was my age, 16-years-old. He
had this skater look and charm about him. He was slightly
tanned and always wore his old trademark hat wherever he
went.

"Long story" I replied

"Fight with your mom, stumpy?" he said teasingly

Wade and my friends call me 'Stumpy' because of my thick
fat legs and thighs. I definitely got my fat ass and hips
from my mother.

"You could say that,"

"Treat her right man," Wade laughed, "your mommy is
fucking hot!" He then made swatting noises as he waved
his hand harshly at his crotch, spanking an invisible
woman's ass on his lap.

"Wade, I appreciate you for letting me chill here man but
please; Shut. The. Fuck. Up. About. That."

He just laughed at me and that usually means 'No'.

There was no way I wanted Wade or my other friend Andrew
to find out about my mother and Jay Roberto.
Andrew was my other good friend; he was short, pale and
had curly hair, he also had a skater charm about him.
Both he and Wade were rather slim. Andrew spent most of
his time at Wade's and we hardly ever go to his house.
Andrews place was shit.

The great thing about Wade's house was that his parents
were hardly ever home. He had an awesome room. We got
drunk and stoned in there plenty of times. That's
basically what I did for the next few days. I left home
on Friday night so I had all weekend to drink and smoke
weed, letting all my frustrations go while I tried to
forget about the past as I laughed at Andrew and Wade's
comedic gimmicks and conversations. Andrew's snoring was
annoying the first night but it was bearable. They are
such funny guys.

I was sure Mom and Jay were having a great time together
too. I was also sure they didn't even know I had run away
at that point.

I was taking a big risk spending time with them
as they had been quizzing me about me running away from
home for the past day I had been there. It was Saturday
and nothing could of prepared me for what happened that
afternoon.

Wade, Andrew and I were lazing about as usual, smoking
weed in his Wade's room.

The three of us heard a playful knock on the front door.
We instantly became paranoid as we thought it might be
Wade's mother or father coming home early. But then we
realised that his parents wouldn't knock on the door of
their own house. The three of us sneaked down the hallway
together to investigate. We looked through the door
window and there she was. My ditsy mother was standing
and waiting on the front porch. I couldn't believe it.

"Fucking kidding me." I said under me breath and very
annoyed. Why are you violating my sanctuary woman!

Wade didn't hesitate and opened the door. Both Wade and
Andrew stepped out ahead of me.

"Hey Penny," Wade said with his cheerful grin, eyeing her
up and down.

"Hello boys," Mom said with a cheerful chirp " My you
boys have gotten big!"

"Thanks," Andrew smirked and looked at her hips, "I've
been working out a bit,"

I roll my eyes.

"So.has Scotty filled you in?" Mom asked.

My eyes widen madly at her, daring her to tell them.

"Nah he hasn't budged," Wade laughed, "What's the big
deal? What's so bad that he had to run away?"

"I think that's between my mom and I?" I scorn at Wade.

"Fine," my mother begins, "Wade and Andrew? You don't
mind if I speak to my son alone for few minutes then?"

"Yeah sure sweetheart," Wade said, putting his hand on
Andrews shoulder and turning to walk back inside. Wade
knew mom liked it when he called her sweetheart.

My mother and I were now left alone. For a split second I
considered strangling her to death; but thought it not
best.

"Scott, why did you run away? Jay is not that bad."

"He's not that bad?" I retort, "He is my age! Do you know
what something like that does to a guys self esteem? It
fucks it up that's what!"

My mother simply let me continue with my rant.

"That's not even the real reason I'm upset!" I continued,
"You completely set him up for life! You and dad gave him
everything you owned! What do I get? Oh yeah, nothing!"

"Your father and I agreed to that because it made sense.
That if your father were to somehow die one day that it
was most appropriate for Jay to take ownership of our
finances and assets. Jay is my partner now after all."

"It couldn't have been left to me? Or even shared between
the both of us?"

"No," Mom replied instantly " Your not responsible
enough. Your still a child!"

"But! Jay! Is! My! Age!" I boom.

"But he's a real man!" my mother boomed back "More of a
man than your father, so more of a man than you!"

"Oh really?" I sneer " Even back when he was 12-year-old?
I could tell the police on you, you know."

"Jay and I would just deny it." Mom said, "We will just
say that Jay and I recently got together officially,
which is actually true." My mother chirped back with
confidence, I saw a glimmer in her eye, "16-years-old is
a consenting adult. Not that the cops would care that a
beautiful woman like me was seducing such a lucky boy at
such a horny age. You men have such double standards, but
that's fine it works out great for me and especially Jay"

I put my hand to my forehead, processing what I was
hearing.

"You really think I'm going to come home now?"

"Come home now Scott!" Mom almost commanded "You can't
stay at your friends forever! Especially when Wade and
Andrew love spending time with me so much, they are going
to find out what's happening eventually and that is
that!"

"I still wont come home."

"Scott," My mom sighed, " I promise that Jay is going to
take good care of us. He promised. He loves me! I love
you! Please come back!"

"Go home to your toy boy then woman," I point in the
distance, " you don't need me."

My mother glared at me evilly.

"You will come back Scott," She said as she turned to
walk away "You will eventually have no where to go and
you will come back whether you like it or not. You need
to be home and looked after your too fragile! Maybe Jay
can teach you a thing or two about being a ma-!"

SLAM!

I didn't even wait for her to finish. I just shut the
door behind me and returned to my friends.

The rest of that day was rather dull. Andrew and Wade
were surprisingly quiet about my mother and I. They
didn't say a word about us in fact. Good, I thought. They
should mind their own business and just be good enough
friends to let me crash for a while. Besides it wasn't
like I was inconveniencing them. Especially Andrew who
basically lounges around Wade's all the time.

I was looking forward to another quiet night that
Saturday night. We didn't seem to know any local parties
we could crash so it seemed like it was going to be a
night in smoking and drinking.

By the time it was 9 o'clock in the evening the three of
us were very high and were playing an awesome first-
person-shooter game on the large wide screen television.
We got tired pretty quickly and I believe I was the first
the pass out. The room spun around me as I fell into
slumber.

A woke up to darkness a few hours later. I looked at the
digital clock peering at me through the dark distance of
Wade's room. It said the time was exactly 12:00PM
midnight. It was dark and I couldn't see properly but I
knew something was off. I couldn't hear Andrew's
impeccable snoring.

"Guys!" I hiss "Wade! Andrew!" I whisper loudly

There was no reply. What the hell! I thought.

I got up and turned on the light to the bedroom. My eyes
widened as I came to the realisation that I was the only
one in the bedroom. Where the fuck could they be? I
peered open Wades door and could hear the television set
broadcasting a commercial. I tip toe out into the hallway
and peer out into the open kitchen and living area where
the broadcast was coming from.

I saw the back of Wade's father's head as he sat on the
centre couch. Wade's dad made a habit of getting home
late at night from work and watching a couple of hours of
television. The three of us would often hear Wade's
mother go to bed while his father made a mild ruckus
outside. He or Wade's mother had no idea I had been
crashing there for a couple of days so I sneaked back
into Wade's room and quietly shut the door behind me.

It was official then. Wade and Andrew had left the house
and gone somewhere without me. Why would they do that? I
pulled out my phone, entered Wade's number and attempted
to call him. The phone rang out and I was getting
frustrated and very annoyed. I tried again and the same
thing happened.

I decided to try Andrew next. The same thing happened
again. The phone rang out and no response.

"Fucking assholes!"

I sneak quietly out of the room and silently exit Wades
house in the middle of the night. Something in my gut was
telling me to walk in the direction my house was a couple
of blocks away. It would only take 10 minutes to walk
there. While I walked alone down the suburban streets at
midnight I pull out my phone and look on the Internet and
check out my social networking page. The updates seemed
to be filled with wild comments about what a great party
there was in town and how much of a blast everyone was
having.

That's strange, I thought. Wade and Andrew were very
clear to me when they checked their social networking
pages and said that there were no local parties going on.
Why would they lie to me and keep me in the dark about
it? Streetlights peered down on me, shielding me from the
darkness of the suburb. Thoughts and theories spun in my
brain as I continued to walk a couple of blocks along a
grey side pathway.

When my mother and I were talking; did they hear us
through the door? My eyes widen.

I had been walking for eight or so minutes and could hear
a faint beat of music in the distance. I walked in the
direction to my house and the sound got louder and
louder. The faint sound of cheering and laughing
teenagers could be heard as I reached the ninth minute of
walking. My walking became a power-walk and my power-walk
became a jog at that point.

"No, No, No!!" I said huffing and puffing running towards
the house I lived in.

I reached my destination and to my horror, my nightmare
came true. My house was beating with the sound of the
beat to nightclub music. Light flashed off and on from
the windows. Some kids I knew from my school were lying
around the front yard drunk on booze. Other kids could be
heard dancing with each other inside.

Jay and Mom were throwing a party with everyone I knew
from school!

To be continued.

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