From the Bottom to the Top Ch. 08

Chapter 8

Friday morning arrived, and I woke up earlier than normal to the exquisite sensation of Abby slowly lowering her wonderful pussy on my morning wood. We made love as she rode me and moaned into my mouth as we made out and slowly humped, enjoying the sensation of being connected this way.

After what seemed like a long time she broke off from the kiss to breathlessly whisper in my ear, "I love you so much Masterrrr..."

"I love you to, ugh, I'm ready to cummm!"

"Oh yes cream me, fill me up, OH FUCK! I FEEL IT IM CUMMING WITH YOU!"

We laid there just holding each other, not speaking, but both communicating how much we meant to each other in an intimate embrace. My thoughts turned to our weekend plans, and in that moment, with just me and Abby holding each other in my bed, I felt revulsion of the idea or sharing my precious girl with men who didn't deserve anything but punishment.

"Babe, I love you, and it's a huge turn on for me thinking about sharing you, but the more I think about it, the more I don't want to share you with people that don't deserve it. Sparing Donna is still a priority, but I need to think about the best way to do all this..."

Abby looked at me with absolute devotion and love, "Whatever you decide you want to do, I'm completely on board. I trust you to decide what's best and as long as its what you want, it's what I want. If what you want is an alternative, have you thought of your grandfather? I mean he is the one person that no one in your family would ever cross."

"Abby you are a genius!" I said as I planted a huge kiss on her inviting lips. "Tonight, while you and Alana are busy, I think its time for him and I to finally have a conversation."

With that, we got up and took a shower together, I washed her hair for her, and she gave me a very delightful scrub down. After getting dressed and heading upstairs, we were greeted by both my mother and Alana, beaming, knowing smiles at us.

"Good morning lovebirds, I made breakfast, I am sure you both worked up quite the appetite." My Mom said with a giggle.

"Oh, Mom I'm sure they did." Alana added.

"Well Ms. Brooks, I have to say, it is really great do have a boyfriend that cares about fitness, I mean, he really works me out HARD." Abby retorted.

We all had a laugh at the banter and settled down together for a nice breakfast with the typical chit chat about school and weekend plans. That topic got Alana telling Mom how she and Abby were having a sleepover at Abby's, though I knew it was really at Jimmy's, and Alana and Abby excused themselves to Alana's room.

I must have looked worried as they headed upstairs because my mom said "Don't worry, Ricky came home grabbed a bag and said he was staying over Jimmy's last night. He won't be around to cause trouble for Abby."

"Thanks Mom," since we have some privacy, can we talk."

"Sure sweetheart, what's on your mind?" she replied with concern and nervousness evident in her voice.

"I want to lay my cards on the table Mom; I don't want to keep secrets from you. I love you, and I mean that beyond the lust I think we both have for each other. You are my mother, my family, and that is always going to be the most important thing. I promised you I wouldn't physically harm Ricky, and I mean to keep that promise, but I fully intend to get him under control, and that will entail a certain amount of pain and suffering on his part."

My Mother was nodding in agreement, and surprised me with a proud smile, "After what I've seen, I know you are right. I thought a lot about everything last night, and I realized you may be Ricky's best hope at becoming a decent person. With all your justifiable anger, so far you have been more than understanding and forgiving. I am going to trust you to handle things the way you think is best, I didn't just fail you, I failed Ricky too. I am just as responsible for what he is done, because I let him become just like his father."

"I set out on this course looking for vengeance, I won't lie about that, but events have made me think a lot to Mom, about what kind of man I want to be. I don't want to be like Rick and Ricky, hurting people for the thrill of it, I want to love, to be love and make at least the world around me better for everyone. So I am not looking for vengeance anymore, I think I am trying to get justice, and in the process, I hope people like Ricky will change and find some sort of redemption."

I was going to continue but Mom basically lunged at me and planted her lips on mine in a passionate kiss that rivaled any I'd experienced so far, and that was a high bar at this point. I felt all her love and pride as she danced her tongue along mine and held my head in her delicate hands.

When she finally released me, she looked me straight in my eyes, "Son, whatever your plans are after school, tonight I need you so when you get home don't be surprised to find me in the basement."

I knew this was coming eventually, but I was still speechless at her words, I could only respond by kissing her, and we mad out like long lost lovers. I was so filled with lust I almost lifted my mother onto the table to have her right then, but we were brought out of our daze by Alana and Abby's return.

"I would say you two should get a room, but we really don't have time, or we will be late for school." Abby said with a hint of disappointment that this completely abnormal coupling of her boyfriend and his mother could not continue.

Alana piped in "Unless maybe we take a skip day?"

"No, there is a lot I need to do today, even though that sounds great. Mom, have a great day, and I will see you tonight." I said reluctantly.

She kissed me again, then whispered in my ear, "I love you son, and tonight will be unforgettable, I promise." Sensuously licking my earlobe as she rose off my lap.

The girls were clearly turned on by the scene, but we gathered ourselves and headed out to school. There was no game tonight, as it was the week before the homecoming game next Friday, and as Alana drove us to school, I realized I hadn't even thought about the dance next Saturday.

"Abby, I wasn't planning on going before, but now, well, would you like to go to the dance with me?"

"Oh my God, I would love to!" Abby replied with glee. "I mean my shot at homecoming queen is nonexistent, but at least I will feel like a Queen being on the arm of my King."

That elicited an "Awwww" from Alana, and even after the events of recent days I was a little red with embarrassment.

Arriving at school, Abby and I parted from Alana, and we went to find Daquan. I had told Abby I wasn't sure about the gangbang, but we still needed to talk to him to gather information and set things up for the possibility. Daquan was by far the best player on the team, and if we could get him in our orbit the rest of the players would follow him.

We found him in the parking lot being dropped off by a very attractive black girl in an old model Corolla. I looked at Abby quizzically.

"That's Daquan's girlfriend Jasmine; she is a senior at Crenshaw high. That's where Daquan is from and would go to school if your family hadn't recruited him here. She knows Daquan sleeps around with white girls but doesn't care. Getting out of Crenshaw and to a better life is what they both really care about."

Daquan looked incredulous as we approached him, with Abby hanging on my arm.

"Yo I thought I told you this was done. Got a lot of balls comin at me disobeyin me like that white boi." Daquan taunted though he had some reservations I could tell. It seemed he had not forgotten our last conversation.

"Listen I am here to talk, you might want to hear me out, because it could really effect your future, and well I guess Jasmine's future as well."

He seemed to physically deflate from my comment, and I knew that was my angle.

Ricky ruled by fear I knew, and a little fear was probably required, but I was going to use more meaningful incentives than Ricky. Providing pussy was one thing, but helping someone get what they really wanted, that would get me true loyalty.

"I don't know what Ricky has over you, or what he promised you, but Ricky is about to take a fall, and if you don't want to go down with him there are things you need to know."

"Aright you got my attention." Daquan replied, with clear interest in his voice. Maybe Daquan was less a fan of Ricky than I thought.

"I am having a discussion with my grandfather tonight, Daquan, about Ricky and the risks he is creating with his activities. As I am sure you know, granddad likes a certain public image for our family, and well, he is not going to like what he is going to hear. You know, gang rapes, blackmail, sex trafficking, and last but not least, illegal steroid use..."

I let that sink in before I continued.

"Before that conversation takes place, and trust me, if something happens to me my mother will make sure it still happens, I wanted to offer you not only my protection, but my help. You see, I am nearly certain Ricky is blackmailing you somehow, and I'd like to know how. For that and for helping me take him down, not only will I make sure no one scape goats you for them, I'll make sure my family takes care of your family in the future."

Daquan was digesting what I said, and anyone could tell the sense of relief he felt.

"When they recruited me, my little sister had leukemia bro, and your grandfather offered to pay for her treatment with the best docs, gave my mom a no show job, and an apartment so we had the right address to play here. What we didn't know is we'd be slaves."

Daquan was angry as he continued, "My moms, she was forced to become a slut for you fucked up dad, he says he will send us all back to Crenshaw if she don't, my moms would die for me and my sister to get us out tha hood, so she just takes it. And that's not all, Ricky forced me to deal the roids to the team, and I know if I cross him he has it set up so not only is my family sent back with nothing to Crenshaw, but I'll be in jail."

"So, if you can get me out of that I will get on my knees and suck your dick. I'll do anything to save my fams man."

The extent of Rick and Ricky's cruelty continued to astonish me. I didn't want to make any promise to Daquan I was sure I couldn't keep either. He and his family had been through enough.

"I'm going to do everything I can for your family Daquan, I feel confident I can, I have my own leverage on grandad as well. So even if he condones all this fucked up shit, I'll force his hand or destroy him if I have to."

"For now, keep the team off my back today, but otherwise continue like we never had this conversation. I'll call you tomorrow with an update."

We exchanged numbers and then he hugged me.

As he walked away, I looked at Abby, she beamed admiration at me. She, Daquan, Vicky, and many others had all been victimized by my family, and I thought I couldn't change the past, I would do everything I could to change the future.

School was uneventful thankfully, as Ricky was busy showing off Donna as his new girlfriend, though she was faking the smiles and happy demeanor. Her eyes showed a sadness, and resignation that was really heartbreaking, but it seemed like no one noticed it.

At lunch Abby, Maria, and Roxy sat together, but Ricky and his entourage didn't even look our way. Then after school Alana and Abby dropped me off at home and I took Mom's car to go visit my grandfather, who was actually my father.

Pulling up at the gate, it was hard not to be impressed. I had only been here on holiday, but grandfather's palace, for lack of a better term, made our mansion look quaint.

The original Victorian Mansion was built in the 1880's on a bluff overlooking the Pacific and was a massive rectangular building with circular towers on each corner. On each side, equally large wings came out diagonally, both constructed in the 1950's by my grandfather's father, built to match the original architecture. The drive from the gate splitting a long ellipse to the front of the mansion with a covered area much like a hotel or resort would have for incoming guests and like those hotels there was a valet to park your car in a concealed lot on part of the property.

The property itself was bordered by a ten-foot wall, with trees and hedges providing extra privacy, and large perfectly maintained lawns and gardens between the walls and massive structure of the mansion. Inside the ellipse was a large fountain surrounded by a beautiful rose garden and man made streams.

I always thought this place was like some great Emperors palace from ancient times, which was fitting seeing as how my wealthy family essentially lived like they were Kings or Imperial rulers. The property like all the family's property, was held by the Brooks Holding Corp or BHC, which was originally called The Brooks Company when it was founded in 1785 back east.

It started as a shipping company, and grew into rum and sugar production, then cotton and textiles. Early in the 1850's the family relocated to California, investing in gold mines and land along with railroads and coal, and built a massive fortune.

Since WW2, the company operated as a holding company, owning stock, real estate, bonds, managing an empire valued at many billions of dollars. There was a peculiar tradition in the family that everything passed from one person to a single heir, traditionally the eldest son but sometimes to a second or third son. This kept the family's wealth from fracturing and allowed it to accumulate to much greater heights over time.

Hence, the firmly rooted system ruled over by a single-family patriarch at any given time. Currently this was my grandfather, but there was also tradition and expectation that whoever owned and controlled the company would provide for the extended family. BHS employed a lot of people as a result as well as the Brooks Charitable Trust, as a way of financially providing for many relatives I had never met or was even aware of.

Knowing all this, my plan was to respectfully appeal to my grandfather that action be taken to preserve the family's reputation and its future. I also knew that he wasn't as heartless as I always thought from my mother's revelations, and that gave me some hope he may decide to intervene and help. I was genuinely surprised as I pulled to a stop to see him standing at the door awaiting me.

"Tom, I am happy to see you here, let's go inside, there is much to discuss." He said as he turned and walked inside. That was the most he ever spoke to me, and I was a little in shock, but I managed to calmly follow him. I was taken off guard by the welcome, and the word choice. Happy? It was not something I thought he ever felt.

"Tom, I won't beat around the bush, I know you know I am your father, I know about all your recent activities, and I mean all, and I know what Richard and your brother have been up to."

Oh, shit I thought. This can't be good. "Well sir, I don't know how you know, but I'll take your word on it. I want to assure you I only have the best interests of the family in mind, but I do feel changes need to occur."

He looked at me with pride, and that was not what I was expecting. Anger, rage, even guilt of fear would have made sense, but pride?

"Let me explain further, we share many things in common, a talent for surveillance being among them. Everything in your house is recorded and reviewed to ensure I am not caught off guard by any potential scandals. Don't look so frightened, if you are discreet, who you bed is not my concern.

"In fact, I am rather impressed at how you have handled the women in your life. They all seem much happier, and a man should see to the happiness of his family. Something I failed to do. I am sure you think I failed in other ways; I won't disagree."

"My biggest mistake was clearly my firstborn son, and my second his son. Where we may disagree is on you, my second son. The best decision I think I ever made was letting you raise yourself..."

I cut him off, "The BEST DECISION, since you seem to know everything, you know how I suffered, how can that be a good decision!"

Staying calm, he continued, "because by raising yourself, by enduring without help, and finding your own way to succeed and thrive, you became a much better man than I. Look at you, you had enough ammunition to destroy this family so quickly, yet you didn't. You put aside anger and hate, and pursued healing and love. I couldn't teach you that, that was you."

He paused, "I may regret the pain you've endured, but not the outcome. I think deep down you know, you could be like your brother right now, instead of a man that can take pride in himself, No?"

I thought about it, and maybe he was right. Maybe I am a better person for the struggle, and maybe it made me stronger and more empathetic. To me, it was moot, as my goals now weren't centered on revenge, but breaking the cycle.

"You may be right grandfather, but that is not why I came here today. I came here because there are problems that need solved, and I want your help solving them."

From there we discussed everything I uncovered, and it was clear he was aware of everything. It disgusted me that he knew and did nothing except essentially enable Rick and Ricky to continue their sadistic and unnecessarily cruel behavior, but as he expressed approval of my plans, I didn't make a issue of it.

What I needed most from him was his blessing, and resources. He agreed to cut a check to Vicki's family, to pay their bills and pay off their home, plus give them financial breathing room to get counseling and heal as a family. He also agreed to hire Daquan's mom as one of his housekeepers and to move her and her family in with him to the servant's wing. That way Rick could no longer touch them.

I also learned he had much more power with local government and law enforcement than I imagined. He very casually dismissed any trouble either Rick and Ricky could cause Daquan or anyone else, because the Police Chief, Mayor, and County Executive were all in his pocket. According to him, he quashed many allegations of sexual assault against Rick over the years, among other less heinous crimes.

"I want you to know Tom, I plan to see you take over the management of the family. Clearly, I lack the moral compass or the will to do so, but I will intervene if I feel your decisions jeopardize our family's public standing. Too many people depend on that standing to throw it all away on scandal."

He then slid over to me some file folders topped with a bulging brown envelope.

"Here is the information on some accounts set up you can now access, as well as corporate credit cards, keys and key cards to all the corporate properties, and a flash drive that you can use to install the program that accesses all the corporate surveillance and archives. If you stop by any of the dealerships in town, we have accounts at each of them, pick out a car and they will take car of the rest."

"I believe you are the future of this family, and soon, the rest of the family will know that as well. For the meantime, let's continue to let them believe you are my grandson, and we will see how things develop. When and if you desire, the entire East Wing of the mansion is at your disposal, for you and any others you may wish to live here with you."

I was stunned. "Won't that piss Rick off? You don't even let him live here."

Grandfather laughed. "Is that what he says? I wanted him here, because I could keep better track of him and curb his behaviors, he insisted when he graduated on having his own place. Since you will find out from the archived surveillance, I'll go ahead and tell you, Katheryn and Katrina often stay here since they left home, and you aren't the only person in this family enjoying incestuous sex."

"Its another thing we have in common, our enjoyment of taboo sex with family. I am as well endowed as you, but I am much larger than most. Throughout our family's history we have secretly practiced incest. That is the key though, it must stay secret from the public."

"I don't know why my first born or his son lack in size, but it must be a trait they inherited from my late wife's bloodline. The twins also bed Rick, but when they come to me, they mock his pathetic attempts at fucking. I imagine once they realize my intentions to pass along the family wealth to you, they will abandon him and focus on sexually manipulating you."

"Be careful of them, they have a sadistic streak as well, Kathryn especially is the female version of Ricky, but she is much more manipulative. You will see how good an actress they both can be in the surveillance archive, pretending to be devoted and loving submissives to both me and their father, but when they think they are in private amongst themselves, they speak of us with hatred, fantasizing together that we were both dead."

"Grandfather thanks for the heads up, but it only confirms what I thought of them. I'll give some thought to moving here, but for right now I'm going to stay where I am at, until I am a little further along with my plans. Maybe then we can spend some time together and I can get to know you better."

"I would like that. It is my hope that by graduation you will have the family well in hand, and you can come to work this summer at the company before you go to university. When I die, everything passes on to you, so there is a great deal I need to teach you before then."

He surprised me then by coming over to me and hugging me, then saying he was sorry for how things had been to this point. To this day I find it amazing how far a sincere apology like that can go towards healing a rift between people. A lot of my anger and resentment towards him faded from those simple words.

I almost wanted to stay and just talk and spend time with him, but we said goodbyes and I rushed over to Vicki's house. I was eager to give them the check and start getting them back on their feet.

Vicki's dad Craig answered the door and invited me in. He still seemed stressed, his face showed a deep weariness from lack of sleep, and when I saw Vicki's mom Veronica in the kitchen nursing her baby, she looked much the same.

Their eyes bugged out in astonishment as I slid the million dollar check across the table to them. At that moment Vicki came in the kitchen as well and seeing the check, she threw her arms around me and gave me an amazing kiss. She was smiling ear to ear, and as I looked over at their parents, it seemed like a huge weight had lifted off of them.

"This is not meant as a payoff, and nothing can fix or make up for what your family has been through, but I wanted to do whatever I could to help you, and I went to my grandfather and asked that we help. I just hope it helps give you the space to start to heal."

Craig looked at me with tears forming in his eyes, matching the tears in his wife and daughters' eyes, "Tom, this, you didn't have to do this. You aren't responsible for your brother and what he did, and I don't know how the two of you are so different, but I am so glad to know you. You are a good man." He got up and hugged me, and Veronica handed the baby off to Vicki and hugged me as well.

As the two of them nearly crushed me between them I was caught off guard by the feel of Craig's erection against my leg. As we disengaged from each other, I saw the embarrassment in the red flush on Craig's cheeks and decided it was best to let it go. We made some small talk for a couple minutes before I said goodbye and Vicki walked me out.

"I'll never be able to thank you enough Tom. You are saving my family you know."

"I'm just trying to do what's right Vicki." I replied as she hugged me tight once again, this time burying her face against my chest.

"I hope you and Abby stop by sometime, I can speak for my parents that the both of you are always welcome here."

"We will Vicki, I'll see you soon."

On my way home I called Daquan and found out my grandfather works fast. He was helping his mom pack their things, they were moving to the mansion immediately. We agreed to talk more tomorrow, but I was happy to get another ally at school.

My mother's words from this morning still echoed in my ears. I literally ran from the car to the house, with a hard as steel cock straining to burst the confines of my pants. I stopped dead in my tracks when I made it to the basement and looked over at my bed.

Posed on the bed like a pin up model was my mom, dressed in only and incredibly sexy set of black lingerie with deep crimson stitching in the seams. As I stood frozen staring at her she rose off the bed and approached me with all the sex appeal of the hottest lingerie models, moving her hips in the most sensual way in time with the clicks of her black six inch stilettos with each step.

The sultry look in her eyes exhibited a hunger that sent a shiver down my spine. Years of pent-up passion and need, once buried deep in her heart had surfaced, and spilled out as she grabbed my head to pull me into a heated kiss.

No words were needed as a preamble as we both tried to consume each other, as her hands frantically moved to remove my clothes. Our lips stayed locked together as she tore them from my body and my hands explored the flawless curves of her back and ass. Both of us moaned in desperate need as I lifted her by her ass and carried her over to the bed.

I laid my mother down on her back and began a tour of her jawline and neck with my lips and tongue. Her lust was at a fever pitch as she arched her back, pushing her barely clad mound against my throbbing cock, rubbing it with her sex as her nails dug into my back.

"Yesss son yessss," she moaned as my mouth sucked at the sensitive spot at the nape of her neck.

As I devoured her, I slid my hands beneath her to unclasp her bra, swiftly throwing it to the side of the bed. My hands shifted to kneading the pillowy breasts of my mother. Her moaning grew louder and contained a sense of urgency as I moved my mouth to explore the curves of her twin orbs, as my fingers squeezed and pinched her eraser sized nipples, sending her to new heights of desire.

"Oh GOD SON, SUCK THEM PLEASE! SUCK YOUR MOTHER'S BREASTS FUUUCK!" she screamed as the moment I began to suck on her nipple, flicking my tongue across the diamond hard nub.

As I feasted on my mother's breasts, I moved a hand down her side, first groping at her firm ass before moving to caress her sex through the black panties of her lingerie. Her thigh high clad legs wrapped around me as I stimulated her breasts and her pussy, as her hands gripped tightly to my head.

I desperately wanted to fuck my mother, but before I wanted to taste her flower. Prying myself lose, I pulled her sexy panties up and off her legs, then kissed my way down her leg and thigh, and continuing to tease her with kisses all around he fragrant rose.

Incoherent moans were the only sounds coming from my mother as I began to lick to folds of her labia, gently brushing her clit with my nose as I made sure to reach every part of peach. When I finally began to like her clit, I drove first one, the two fingers into the furnace of her pussy, causing her whole body to spasm and thrash violently.

"CUMMMMING SON, I AM CUMMING FOR YOU BABYYYY!" she wailed as streams of her cum rocketed forth, coating my face and body in her nectar.

As she came down from her orgasmic high, I positioned myself between her legs, rubbing the head of my cock along her lips to coat it in her slippery juices. Slowly I eased the head between her lips, feeling the pull of the covers beneath me as she pulled them towards her with a death grip.

"OHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she moaned as I slowly eased my cock up her passage, letting her adjust to its length and girth.

Her pussy gripped my cock so tightly I thought it would push the blood back up into my body. This was the tightest hole I had experienced, and it was gasoline to the fire of my lust for her. As if I were moving in slow motion, I began long slow strokes in and out of her pussy, feeling her muscles desperately trying to prevent my withdrawal with each back stroke.

I grabbed her wrists and held them above her head as I leaned down to kiss her as a gently began to make love to her. She mewled and moaned into the kiss as she sucked air through her nose. Her hips began gyrating in time with my thrusts, and she once again wrapped her legs behind me trying to leverage me deeper inside her. I had to break the kiss as I needed more air as my pace quickened, and I could feel the cum roiling, ready to explode from my throbbing shaft at any moment.

"Please son cum with you mother, fill me up baby and set me off..." she whimpered.

That was all I took to cause my own eruption, and we came together at that moment. I lost control as my body jerked and spasmed, but my mother held me on top of her with her vice-like legs and her now free hands clutching at my back. After an exquisitely long time with my cock still fully inside her, her grip on me relaxed and I slid down to the bed to lay beside her.

Catching my breath I managed to finally speak, "Mom that was..."

"The best sex of my life son. My God you felt so good inside me."

She had one hand caressing my chest as her body pressed up against my side. Her other hand was gently caressing my head, as she looked at me not just as a satisfied lover, but as a woman in love.

Until late in the night we continued to make love and explore each other's bodies. My mother it turns out was insatiable, and it wasn't until my sixth orgasm when she could no longer coax my cock back to hardness that we finally fell asleep in each other's arms.