Confess To Mom

"It's alright… I know you're sad and confused." Liz said soothingly. Hoping that he'd open up to her soon. That he wouldn't shut himself off from her anymore. That he'd let go of his fear and allow himself to love. To trust. To believe in her, in his momma.

Suddenly he looked up at her with teary eyes. "I'm sorry I haven't been good. I know I've been a bad boy recently. But I just.. I don't know what happened.. I just.. I.." He started crying uncontrollably, making himself vulnerable again.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I know it's hard. But you're not a bad boy. You're just going through a tough time right now. Changing from a teenage to an adult isn't easy. We can talk through this together." She whispered caressing his face with her knuckles. Wanting to console him but not too much to make things awkward between them later. "Do you want to talk about what you have been experienced recently?" She asked quietly hoping he'd say yes.

"Okay... mom... please promise me that you won't be angry for what I say next."

"Sure honey. I promise." she nodded her head.

"I…I was just very horny recently, and interested in women's body, your body especially…" He replied to his mom.

"Oh honey…" She sighed deeply. Feeling guilty for making him feel like this. It wasn't her fault though. It was society's fault. For trying to suppress these feelings within him.

She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "This is… very unexpected, to say the least." She said stiffly, still trying to process all that he had just said. "But... I am flattered that you find me attractive." She added after a pause, unsure of what else to say.

His face lit up with a smile, as if he knew that he had said the right thing. "Yes, you are. You're the only one who's ever made me feel like this before." He told her honestly. "Is it okay? Is it...possible for you to... have sex with me, Mom?"

She looked at him with wide eyes, unable to believe what he was saying. "What?! Are you serious?!" She exclaimed, clearly taken aback by his request. "How could you even think of such a thing!" She demanded angrily. "I'm your mother! How can you even suggest such a thing!"

She shook her head, looking down sadly. "No…" She whispered softly, tears beginning to well up in her eyes again. "It isn't right. It shouldn't happen between us. We should never do anything like this." She cried quietly, feeling ashamed for even considering having sex with her own son.

She closed her eyes tightly, taking several deep breaths to try and calm herself down. "Please don't ask me to do something so wrong," She begged weakly. "Don't make me choose between my moral values or our relationship." She pleaded desperately. "We must stop this."

He sank down onto the seat, burying his face in his hands. "I had no idea," He whispered softly, finally seeing the full extent of what he had done wrong. "I just saw you as an attractive woman, and never considered the fact that you're my mother." He admitted sadly.

Liz sighed heavily, shaking her head. "That doesn't excuse what happened though," She pointed out firmly. "Even if I wasn't aware of how inappropriate our behavior would be, you still took advantage of me without permission. That's inexcusable. My heart is hurting." She reminded him sternly.

He hung his head low, guilt and shame consuming him. "I know. I'm so sorry." He whispered softly. "I let my desire for you overpower my morals and common sense. The feeling of hurting you like this makes me sick." He cried openly, deeply ashamed of himself.

She nodded solemnly, understanding why he felt guilty about his thoughts. "Yes…you did hurt me by acting upon your desires instead of respecting mine." She said gently. "But please understand, it was only because I didn't want to lose you." She explained patiently.

He stared at her in surprise, unsure whether to believe her or not. He had never seen her that vulnerable or emotionally exposed before. "What do you mean?" He asked hesitantly, not sure if he wanted to hear her answer.

"Since you have been honest to me with your feeling to me, I will try to be honest with you too." She looked away shyly, unable to meet his gaze. "...It's hard to explain…" She mumbled quietly. "It's something that has been weighing on my mind… I did need more attentions, more accompany, which I couldn't seek from your stepdad for years now. And you did let me feel wanted and loved recently." She confessed honestly. "Ever since I found out about your feelings towards me, I've been struggling with how to handle them."

He frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable with where things were heading. "So basically, you think there might actually be-" He paused mid sentence as realization dawned on him. "Wait! You mean..." His eyes widened in shock as he realized just how close they'd come to crossing a line together.

She shook her head sadly, knowing exactly what he meant. "Yes…there's no denying it anymore." She admitted reluctantly. "We almost crossed the final boundary tonight." She sighed heavily, regretting every second of their reckless behavior. "

He swallowed nervously, trying to find words to express his remorse. "I'm sorry," He whispered softly. "If only I hadn't acted so rashly…" He trailed off miserably, realizing just how much damage he'd caused between them.

He gazed at her in disbelief, trying to process what she had just asked. "But…I don't understand," He stammered nervously. "How can I let you keep all this inside when it's eating you up inside?" He questioned sincerely. "It's tearing us apart!" He argued passionately.

She looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said something like this to my own son... But please…promise me…" She whimpered desperately. "This stays between us…and nothing more. Whatever happens in the future…promise me you'll never betray my trust…" She begged desperately. "And never break our promises to each other…"

Jay nodded slowly, taking a deep breath. "Alright…I promise…" He said quietly. "And I promise I won't hide about anything else either." He promised solemnly. "There was something else I have to tell you, since I promised you, mom."

"Thank you for being honest to me. What is that?" She was happy about the outcome of their conversation so far.

"I... have to confess my sins to you, mom." He said hesitantly.

"To confess your sins?" Liz asked curiously. Wanting to know what he was going to say next. She tried to encourage him to open up more to his mom, after everything they'd been through together tonight.

"Yes," He nodded slowly. "I think I am ready to confess. It might take some time…" He sighed again softly. "…but I'll try." he took a deep breath. "So… What should I start with?" He looked down shyly. "What would you like me to confess first?"

She led her son into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Oh... well, uh..." She trailed off, trying to think of what to say. "I suppose the first thing you could confess is the thing you feel guiltiest about."

He shifted uncomfortably on the edge of his mom's bed, running his hand through his hair as he tried to figure out what to say next.

"I... I used to masturbate via thinking about you..." He blushed.

This confession was unlike any she had heard before. Her mind was reeling, trying to process everything that was happening right now. She was shocked, to say the least.

Liz gasps loudly, her face turning an intense shade of red. A wave of embarrassment crashes over her. "Why would you do such thing to yourself?" she asks, feeling both ashamed and aroused at the same time. "And your step father knows about this?!"

"Of course not. It's just my deepest taboo desire. I never tell anyone else." He shook his head.