Surprise Birthday Party by bongmonstar..,

Kinda gettin hooked on this writting thing let me know what you think of this one and if you like it read my other stuff and let me know too. Still trying to find my voice but I definitely write some messed up stuff so I hope you appreciate a good Dark Fantasy. , My names Brad and I’m here to tell you about my sixteenth birthday. My family had planned a surprise party for me but they had no idea that I had my own surprise planned for them. But before I start I’ll tell you a bit about me and my family.

I’ll start with My Dad, Bob, he’s 39 years old and works a lot with the company he started back before I was born. He’s an average sized man for his age, not really over weight, but a pretty big potbelly. I’m 5’11 now, I quite a bit bigger than my dad (in more ways than one), he’s only 5’6. My cock is about 11.5 inches when it’s hard and from what I’ve seen of my dad in the showers when I was a kid I would be surprised if my dad was even 5 inches when hard. He started smoking when he was 20 and those years definitely showed, he was also almost completely bald. I’m pretty sure the only thing my mom Linda found attractive about him was his money. My Father and I are both from Australia, but my step-mom, Linda, is from Japan.

My biological Mother died when I was still very young and after that my Dad moved to the States and found Linda. I loved her just like she was my mother. It did, however, make it hard for me not be attracted to her, knowing it was completely legal. . Moms tits were easily 36C but I had never stolen a bra or asked to find out. She was short too which I always found really sexy in women standing only 5’1 and weighed about 100lbs most of that being in the chest. Even though she was 32, she had never had only had the only child always took amazing care of her body and it showed. She had perfectly straight black hair and never had any need for makeup. She was amazingly flirty and yet perfectly innocent all at the same time it drove me crazy.

Even my half-sister, which I know is illegal, was so hot that I tried really hard to justify it and knowing she was only my half-sister was more than enough for me. I knew she still had half the genes I had from my dad, but the genes she got from her mom had made her the cutest, and shortest (She was the shortest girl in her grade at only 4’10”), girl I had ever seen. The other nice feature Janet had started to inherit from her mom was those beautiful tits, Janet was nowhere near as big yet, but still had a really nice 34B. But I should probably get back to what happened when I opened the door for my “surprise” birthday party.

As I opened the door and stepped into the living room it was much darker than normal. The lights weren’t normally all out this early in the day and I guess they thought I would just shrug it off like some kind of idiot. I turned on the light and of course everyone popped up and yelled surprise. I tried to act as surprised as I could but I got bored quickly. My mom was the first to walk over with a present in hand for me and I was happy she volunteered like that. I grabbed the gift from her hands and before she let it go I leaned in and whispered into her ear – “I’ve got a real surprise for you llllinda”, I almost licked her ear with the sound of that ‘l’ in her name and I noticed a shiver run down her neck. She turned around and almost stumbled on her feet as she walked away confused I looked up and smiled as I slowly unwrapped the first present.

Once the final bit of wrapping paper hit the floor, Linda had finally returned to where she was before and was watching me open her present. She was again confused though, the gift she had handed me was the same weight, and size, it even had the same wrapping paper, but it was not the present she had bought for me. I had found all the gifts the family had gotten for me more than a week ago and it had given me more than enough time to make perfect copies with my own gifts. All Linda could see was a plain looking shoe box, similar to the one she had wrapped my original present in, and yet not the right one. I opened it up to so only I could see the inside and I read the card I pretended she had wrote aloud – “Happy birthday son, I hope you don’t mind if I buy you a present that’s as much for me as it is for you. I feel like we don’t spend as much time together as we should so anytime you want to play a game with me here’s some toys we can use, remember, you’re never too old for toys! Love Mom”.

Linda was completely stunned at this point, she clearly couldn’t figure out why I would do something like this but when I held up the “toys” she had supposedly bought for me I think her shock turned more to fear. The first thing I held up from the box was a bright pink collar with a silver metal hoop in the front and a name she couldn’t quite read embroidered into the back (it was SLUT in fake diamonds and it was just cheaply bedazzled). I didn’t let her look at it for long before I put it back and pulled out a small oval piece of plastic and a remote control that I’m sure she couldn’t identify. I, of course, knew it to be a remote control vibrator with 10 level settings and a 2 mile range which would make it extremely useful. And the last thing I pulled out was by far the scariest for Linda because there was no hiding what it was. I pulled it out as slowly as I could so everyone would have plenty of time to comprehend what they were seeing, a butt plug. It was not an ordinary butt plug however, it looked like the tip of some oversized giants cock made out of plastic. It was over a foot high and completely white, not white like somebody’s skin color I mean white like a sheet of paper. It was made clearly made to resemble a humans cock but the tip seemed too pointed at first glance but I quickly pointed it directly at mom and gave her the most sincere thank-you I had ever given for a present as the rest of my family starred speechless. I put everything back in the box, gave my mother a hug as she stood frozen in my embrace I again whispered in her ear – “Thanks for the toys mom, I can’t wait to use them on youuuu” blowing into her ear with the end of my sentence and forcing my body into the end of the hug as I did, she still stood completely motionless without even putting her arms around me for the hug.

I moved to my father who was also frozen in shock and grabbed the present hanging from his left hand. Originally, Bob had gotten me some season tickets for my favorite sports team, and it was a nice present but it wasn’t as nice as what he was about to give me. I took the small present from him and before I opened it again read the birthday card he had gotten me aloud (His original card simply said “Happy birthday son” but this one was a little different) – “Son, I know I don’t normally say this but I love you. You are a man now and deserve to be treated as such. Happy birthday son, enjoy your present, it’s all yours.” I tried to pretend like I was as confused about the card as everyone else was, especially my Dad. He definitely didn’t think I was a man yet so he was already worried I would be opening some kind of porno magazine or something. But the gift I was holding looked exactly like the one he had gotten me and was nowhere near thick enough to be anything but the tickets right? I gave my Dad a big innocent smile as I put down the card and started to open his present. Being extra careful with the wrapping paper so I wouldn’t damage the contents I got the last of it off and held in front me a couple sheets of paper stapled together. It wasn’t the tickets, but Bob still didn’t seem too worried, it was just some paper, probably not a big deal. “Oh my gosh Dad, Thank you so much” was all I said. “For what?” was his confused response. I wanted to play with him a bit more but instead I cut to the chase. “Power of Attorney you dope. I guess that’s the senility you wrote about in here. Did you already forget what you got me for my birthday? I guess you forgot you signed the deed to the house to me in here too? I sure hope your memory problems don’t get you in trouble at work dad we still need your paycheck but from now on I guess I should be the one to make all the big decisions, thanks Dad.”