Focus (Azuriyuu x Foxxy)

Vision came home from school, admittedly somewhat fusturated. He tried his hardest to concentrate, but he'd always had so much trouble. He knew his report card would cme home, and he would, at best get a B in one class, because all of his classes would have the same comment next to the grade: 'Does not concentrate in class'. The young man fell slightly into despair, pouting. Though Vision was fourteen, he sometimes looked younger, standing only at 4'11". His eyes were lavender and his hair was light brown, but he did look to be partially japanese. Dressed in a dress shirt and slacks, he openned the door to his house. "Mooom, I'm home~" he said, sighing a bit.

Vision knew that he was smart. He had actually invented little machines in his free time...but that was in his room, where there were no distractions. And if he did become 'distracted', he could always just masturbate for a bit and take care of the distraction, even though that only helped for about half an hour at most. Still, he was afraid of the chewing out he'd receive.

Abigail was a single mother since her husband had died in a car crash a few years back. She had raised her son on her own by working hard at her job and still finds time to cook dinner for her son. She was in the kitchen cooking dinner for them both and called out to him. "Darling, I'm in the kitchen." She calls back to him.

The young boy became rigid when he heard his mother's name. Pausing, he frowned softly before he carefully headed into the kitchen. "Hey, mom," he said softly, frowning softly, looking distracted. If she had his report card he'd be in so much trouble it wasn't funny. Still, he looked up after a moment with a very soft smile. "H-hey...how's dinner coming?" he asked softly.

Abby smiled and pointed to his report card on the kitchen table. "I'm proud of you." She says as he passed all of his classes. They might not of been the best grades but he was passing.

Vision cringed as she pointed at the report card..."I'm sorry I didn't get better grades, I really tried and...wait, what?" he asked when it dawned on him exactly what she said, blinking at the woman.

"You're...proud of me?" he asked with surprise as a blush came across his cheeks. "B-but I did so terribly compared to normal..."

"Your passing and that's what matters the most." She says to him softly as she pulls down the plates for dinner. "Set the table for me." She says to him softly as she sets what should go on the table on the counter.

Vision found himself hesitating before nodding very slightly and giving a soft smile, nodding as she said to set the table. Without thinking about it, the young boy set the dishes for the two of them, looking at his report card with excessive fusturation, setting it down with a sigh and sitting down, frowning. Even his fusturation was making it somewhat hard to concentrate due to his hormone problem.

She smiles as she puts all the food onto the table. "Talk to me, why are your grades like this? You use to get all A's." She says to him softly.

Vision blushed, looking away. "It's..." he crossed his legs, pausing. The boy was obviously too nervous to speak up. "I..." he paused, looking up. "I can't concentrate," he said with a frown. "Every time I try to focus, I can't...I just feel this...um...nevermind," he said, looking down and beginning to eat, using a full mouth as an excuse not to talk.

"Feel what?" She asked him as she starts filling up her plate and freezes. "Oh my." She says to him an looks up at him with a frown on her lips. "Well, you should of told me." She says to him softly.

Vision looked at her frown and thought she was ashamed of him. Biting his lip, he choked back a sorrowful sound, his cheeks red with embarassment. "It's embarassing..." he whimpered, pouting softly. "I-i'm sorry mom..."

"No, it is embarrassing but it's natural for a man to feel sexual or horny." She says softly as she starts eating her food. "That's how your father was when we first met." She explained to him softly.

The young boy blushed a bit when he found out that was how his father was. Then again, he'd heard stories of his father being quite a sex beast, whatever that meant. Swallowing, he nodded a little bit. "I-I see...but it's still embarassing...especially because I can't focus," he said, shyly looking away.

She had finished her dinner and took her dishes to the sink. She went back to the table and climbed under the table. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his length. She wrapped her mouth around the head of his length and started sucking on it.

Vision blinked a bit as she went under the table. As she unzipped his pants, he blinked as she tried to pull out his length, to which he jerked away, standing up, knocking the chair over, with a bright blush. Looking away, he zipped up his pants, looking away. "D-don't touch it, mom!" he said somewhat angrily, although a closer look would show his expression was more startled than anything. After that, there was a silence. "...I-I'm going up to my room," he said, standing up and heading upstairs, running away from his mother, a bright blush on his cheeks.

She sighed as he ran up the stairs to his room. "Just trying to help, that's all." She says as she gets out from under the table and starts to clean up the kitchen. She thought it would make him feel better but she guessed wrong. She started doing the dishes, washing and drying them by hand while putting them away.

Vision was a bit of a coward when it came to women, so his mother's absolute forwardness without any warning had completely startled him. Considering that after panicking for a minute he had calmed himself, looked up some porn on his self-built computer, and began rubbing his cock with intention of cumming, if she had calmed him down then things might have gone better. Biting his lip as he looked at his porn while rubbing himself, he shuddred, closing his eyes as his back arched slightly, laying on the floor.

Once she cleaned the kitchen up and dishes were done she walked up the stairs. She walked down the hall to her son's room and knocked on his door. "Darling, I'm so sorry for doing something like that without talking to you about it." She says through his door. "Can you forgive me?" She asked him softly.

Vision was about to cum when he suddenly heard his mother's voice. He leaned back a bit and hit his head on the ground, hissing with some pain before quickly covering himself up before Abigail came in. For a moment he paused as she apologized, blinking for a moment. "...Ah...um...er...don't worry about it..." he said, before hesitating. "But if you are gonna punish me for not preforming well in school...um...please, please, it really hurts when I hurt my penis, so please...just... take something away, don't hurt me down there," he asked in a pleading tone. He knew a little bit about sex, but he didn't know about oral, so he thought she was going to bite him.

She listen to his words and opened up the door. She looked at him and smiled. "You thought I was going to bite it off?" She asked him softly. "I wont bite it off, I was just going to give you pleasure." She says to him softly and noticed he had porn on his computer. "Maybe you should watch oral sex porn instead. It's a lot pleasurable." She says to him softly.

"M-mom, don't come in!" he yelled a bit as he quickly clicked away from his porn to an online game which he played. He frowned, blushing lightly as she said that he should watch oral sex porn, anyways. "And what do you mean you want to give me pleasure? Isn't that the sort of stuff you and dad did when you decided you wanted me?" he asked. He knew that oral wasn't quite it, but that was why he said 'sort of stuff'.

"Oral is different than sex and we wanted a child." She says to him softly as she walks over to him and sits down on his chair. "You should really talk to me about this or if you want to try anything you want out I am willing to let you." She says to him softly. "That's when your ready of course." She says to him.

Vision blinked and looked over at him as she sat on his chair. For a moment, he paused, before looking at his mother. He was really nervous, and if Abigail had gotten a good look at him before she would have noticed he didn't have a lot of pubic hair; Vision was a late bloomer.

"I...well...I just can't concentrate anymore. Whenever I try to, my penis gets hard and it just feels so good when things rub against it...so I have to rub it myself until I cum...and then an hour later it feels the same...I'm insatiable," he said, ashamedly. Got, even now he had a hard-on.

She smiles softly and listens to his words. She got down on her knees and sat down next to him. "Would you like me to help out with the hardness?" She asked him softly. "I'll let you play with anything of my body parts if it would make you feel any better." She says to him softly.

For a moment he frowned as she said that she would help with the hardness. He nodded after a moment, thinking about it. "I won't have a little brother, will I?" he asked, before looking at her chest for a moment, hesitating for a moment, reaching out, but pulling his hand back. "...Can I touch your breast?"