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I'm here for you (DarrenHX x graceful.vixen)

DarrenHX

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Mar 29, 2013
Darren wakes up and looks at his watch, it was almost 09:00 am on a Sunday morning. He sits on the bed as his head hurt from the hangover. He turns around and sees Elaina sleeping naked next to him. He and Elaina had gone to a club last night, had a couple of drinks , came back to his apartment and fucked like rabbits the entire night.

He had been dating her for almost 6 months now and he knew it was time to break up. Darren figured she was with him just because of his contacts in the fashion industry. She was an amateur model looking to make it big . After she and Darren started dating, she started making friends with his friends and at times even tried seducing them.

Darren gets out of bed and notices his morning wood. He heads into the shower and takes a relaxing warm bath. After the bath, he ties a towel and sits down on the couch. He turns around and looks at Elaina and realised he really did not care much about her either. Not that it bothered him since he was getting all the sex he needed, but he wanted to find someone to fall in love with.

Darren had moved into city 5 years back. He left from home after he and his mom's boyfriend had a fist fight and his mom sided with her boyfriend rather than with him. He was really heart broken that time. His mom was everything to him. She was the only person he loved and cared about the most.

After moving into the city, he worked as an assistant photographer in one of the major modelling agencies and occasionally worked as a model himself. Working his way up, he was able to start his own studio and sign contracts with a couple of the major magazines in a short period of time. He moved into the current studio apartment about a year back. It's prime location and being situated in the same building as his photo studio made Darren purchase it.

Darren had been through 4 break ups and numerous one night stands . He looked and the bed and thought of all the girls he banged on it. He looks at Elaina again as her sheets had come off and her pussy exposed, and he started feeling horny.

He dropped his towel and was about to climb into bed to bang her when he heard his phone ring. It was an unknown number. Darren wondered who it was calling him on a Sunday morning. He answers the phone "Hello..." . He hears a familiar voice on the other end and his heart starts beating faster.
 
Gwendolyn fumbled her phone around in her hands. She should have called earlier. Workers and patrons were starting to stir within the shelter. Well, they weren't so much patrons as they were refugees. Gwen wasn't judging them though. She had slept in a cot for free that night too. Or laid rather. She couldn't sleep. She hadn't been able to since the raid. Gwen bit her lip and let her deep brown eyes stare into the sleek reflective black of her phone. The hard dunk of her door breaking in and chorus of men shouting filled her ears for the 10th time that morning. She would have closed her eyes, but that just brought back the visual of her nearly naked, cowering in the corner as strange men ransacked her home.

70 kilos of cocaine, 2 raids, and one arrest later, here Gwyn was alone amongst the homeless and downtrodden. Jason was bad news. Everyone told her so...but she never dreamed that he'd be stupid enough to sell coke, let alone store it in their house. He was relatively sweet to her though. Sweeter than any man had been in the past. He'd blind sighted her so much Gwen let go the only person that ever really cared for her, her son Darren. She bit her lip harder and looked up at the clock. It was nearly 9. He was bound to be up by now, right? Gwen's stomach knotted as she began to dial the number. While Gwen was familiar with the way shelters worked, she was a proud woman. She didn't like admitting she was wrong and she hated feeling guilty. it made her queasy everytime she worked up the courage to reach out to her boy, even when things had been ok. She felt like she was on a ship in the middle of a storm the way her stomach was flip flopping.

How could she ask him for help? It wasn't like she was there when he needed her most. No. She was soooo in love with Jason she did the one thing no mother should ever do. Forsake her son. Gwen tried to keep in contact, but Darren avoided her calls and erased her messages. She couldn't afford for this one to be filtered out. He was her only shot, so she funneled her call through an app on her phone to change the number. Her house was gone and so was her car. It was only a matter of time before her phone would be shut down so it was now or never.

"Hello..."

Hearing Darren's voice nearly made her heart stop. Gwen sat for a moment. She nearly blanked, lost in all the could have beens, when the moaning in the cot next to her jolted her back into reality. "Darren...it's so good to finally hear your voice. How have you been, sweetheart?"
 
Darren gets off the bed and heads to the window on hearing his mother's voice. The voice brought out feelings of happiness and anger at the same time. He looks out the window as the voice floods back memories some happy and some sad. Darren could sense pain in his mothers voice, he knew something was wrong, he could feel it. He wanted to be sympathetic towards her, but he kept his calm and replied in a stern voice "I've been good Glen, How about you?" Darren felt a shiver come over him as he called his own mom Glenn.. Had he become so cold towards her?

His mind flashes back to when he was a kid. He remembers his mom working late shifts to make ends meets. He remembered never saying no to him, even though she could not afford it, she would buy him whatever he asked for. He remembered he and his mom going on outings together, and as he grew older, they would go together for movies, dinner and other fun activities. She was like a best friend to him. At times he even preferred hanging out with his mom rather than with his friends..

His mind then goes back to the time when Jason came into their life. Darren knew very well what he was involved in. The first time his mom told him about Jason, Darren hated him. His mom knew it and tried to avoid getting Jason home. He remembers the last time he saw his mom and Jason. He had come home early from school and he entered the house, he could hear noises coming from his moms bedroom. He opened the door and saw his mom in a sheer nightgown straddled on top of Jason . He ran in and pushed his mom off him and started punching him . Jason tried to fight back , but Darren was stronger than him. His mom pulled him back and slapped him. She began to cry and told him to leave. Darren was shocked, he did not know what to do, he tried to utter some words but his mom didn't let him speak. She told him to either accept Jason or leave.

It felt like a sharp arrow through his chest. He was angry and heartbroken. He started packing his stuff as his mom tend to Jason.

He took some money and left the house. He took the train and moved to another city.

Over the past couple of months, his mother managed to track him down and begged him to come back. Darren refused, he stopped answering her calls and changed his number.


Darren suddenly felt someone touch him, It was Elaina, she had woken up..She grabbed him from behind and started fondling his cock which had gotten limp. He pushes away and said "Not now".

Darren soon realized that he had been selfish. His mom was alone, she needed someone and Darren was not someone who could feel that void. A feeling of guilt came over him and he softened up a bit.

"It's good to hear from you..." He says on the phone..
 
Gwen. He called her Gwen. She almost scolded him for it, but she resisted. They were still mother and son, but their relationship had changed. He was angry at her, she knew that. Gwen couldn't afford to let a little thing like him calling her by her first name get in the way of their first phone call in years. So she bit her tongue and pulled her knees up into her chest. "I've seen better days, but hearing your voice has made my day better already," she said honestly.

Darren was her world. He'd been so since the day he was born. The first time she held his little pink squirming form, she knew that that was it. She'd found the most important thing in her life. The best thing she'd ever done in this world. She was thirteen and his father, an eighteen year old junk yard creep, was long gone. They were in love once. Well she was in love. The minute she turned up pregnant he was spooked like a horse in a snake pit and got out of there as fast as one. Love seemed to be her downfall. It made her...crazy and in one moment of love sick haze and shock, she'd scared off the one person who ever truly loved her back.

Gwen thought about that awful evening. She could almost feel her hand still stinging from slapping Darren. Not once did she hit him out of anger. Sure he got the occasional spanking growing up...but Darren had always been a good boy. He was respectful and sweet. The only time the ever fought was due to her lousy taste in men. She pushed her fingers through her hair, pushing out the memories of Darren shoving her onto the bed. She did it once more to discard the sight of him wailing on Jason, blood splattering, and that fateful slap that sent her son out of her life.

The woman on the cot next to her stirred and took a peek over at her. She was obviously eyes the few suitcases Gwen had. She'd stuffed all the clothes and possessions she could into two pieces of luggage once she'd come out of a daze during the raid. It was all she had left so she had to keep an eye out on it during the night. "Darren...I know we haven't been on the best of terms lately and I feel like I should cut to the chase. I owe that to you," she began as she shooed off the woman who was now on her feet and lingering closer.

"I'm so sorry for that evening...I know there's nothing I could ever do to make it up to you...but I want to try. And the first thing to do is apologize. You were right about Jason. There's no excuse for what I did...but for what it's worth neither of us will have to ever see him again..." she paused, pulling her things closer to her. Everything in her was telling her to hang up. All he needed to know was that she was sorry. She regretted it. The last thing she wanted was for him to think she was buttering him up just for a favor. It was all sincere. She didn't want to taint the last words she might say to her son.

"I love you, Darren, and there's not a day that goes by that I don't regret that moment of weakness..."

"Alright everyone! Rise and shine!" A woman with a megaphone appeared in the bunks to rustle up the last occupants. The shelter had a one night only policy, but it easily had the most comfortable cots. Gwen put her hand over her phone speaker, trying to muffle the noise. "Your one night is up. If any of you need help finding more permanent placement, please head out to the front office and talk to one of our counselors. There's breakfast in the cafeteria and..."

Gwen grabbed her bags and clamped the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she scooted out into the far hall. Everyone would go for breakfast, meaning that the back hall would be clear and quiet for a moment. "Im sorry Darren...I shouldn't have...I should go..." she stammered. One of her bags slid on the tile and topple over.

She tried grabbing the handle while she searched for the end call button. The phone was always a maze to her. She could never find the right button to push.
 
Darren could sense urgency in her voice. He knew his mom was in some sort of trouble and he had tp help her out. When he hear "Jason" his blood began to boil and he clenched his hand into a fist."That bastard" he thought, "He did something to my mom". Darren wanted to find him and beat the living day lights out of him. Darren lost all the anger he had towards his mom and felt sorry for her.

He remembered the last time someone had broken his mom's heart, she had turned into an alcoholic and was about to take away her own life. Darren was 15 back then.Even though he was young, he took care of his mom. He would skip hanging out with his friends just to be with his mom. He would hang out with her, they would cuddle and watch movies together, they would go swimming together, they would play tennis together. He helped her recover from the break up and she was like a new woman. He had promised her that he would always look after her.

The moment she said she loved him, Darren's heart melted and a tear rolled down his eye. "I love you too ,Mom" he said. He wanted to see his mom again after 4 years. He wanted her warm tender hugs. He felt like a little boy all over again.

Darren could hear lots of noise in the background. He figured that she was in a homeless shelter. Why was his mom in a homeless shelter and whre was Jason?
"Hello.. Hello.. Mom ? you there?" He could not here anyone at the other end.Darren started gettin worried. He cut the call and dialed the number again. He could hear the phone ring but no on was answering. He was praying that his mom was ok.

Elaina lay in bed and spread her legs wide open, exposing her pink pussy . "Baby, I'm horny , come and fuck me" she says as she slides one finger into her pussy. Darren looks at her with a scorn, how stupid could she be he thought, can't she figure out something was wrong?

Just then he hears someone answer the phone , it was his mom. He breathes a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I'm sorry I left you. I love you alot mom. Now listen to me clearly, you've got to tell me whats wrong and where you are."
 
Just hanging up was the right thing to do. Darren had a life. She couldn't expect him to put everything on hold just to rescue her. Hitting the end call button, Gwen sighed and lugged her suitcases to the end of the hall. There were a set of cold grey steps that she perched herself on. If only things had stayed the way they were when he was younger. There were times with him that she had no worries. Sure, she was working her ass off to support him. Long days. Long nights. It was all worth it whenever they got to snuggle up together, their warm bodies pressed tight into each other. Darren would have been the only man she ever needed.

But...she had urges that he'd never be able to satisfy. Ones that had resulted in his creation once upon a time. It made her feel a bit selfish that she let the sins of the flesh cloud her mind so often. Gwen was...a loving woman. She had a lot to give and when she didn't...she felt like she'd burst. Sometimes it was even physically painful. Still, letting it get in the way was unacceptable. It was her fault that Darren left. She made her bed and she'd lay in it.

Briiiiing. Briiiing. Who... Gwen's thought trailed off as she glanced down at her phone. It was Darren. Gwen debated on answering. Letting him go would be the kindest option. He was doing fine without her. He didn't need her anymore. But. That selfish urge to see her son just one more time took over and she hit the accept call button.

Gwen could hear the strain in Darren's voice and felt her heart clench. "I didn't mean to worry you, Darren. I love you so much...I just hate to ask anything of you..." Her voice caught in her throat and she had to push away the tears that were threatening to leak down her cheeks. She wasn't going to cry over the phone. She couldn't. She was all cried out days ago.

"Jason...is in jail. He was using the house to store things he shouldn't have," She paused as the hall door opened and a woman on staff hustled up the stairs past her. The whole situation was embarrassing. The last thing she wanted was for other people to know. "The house was seized...so were all our assets until everything's over. I spent the night at Saint Luther's shelter...I didn't want to bother you with this...but I didn't know who else to call..."
 
Darren wanted to tell her "I told you so.", but he kept quiet. He could feel the sadness in her voice. He was glad that Jason was in jail and she wasn't a part of it.Darren was possesive about her, but he always wanted her to be happy and to protect her; she did the same for him.

His initial instinct was right, his mom was in a homeless shelter. He hated those places. He remembered when he was a kid, he and his mom lived there for almost a week. They had been evicted from their apartment because his mom could not pay the rent. It was terrible there, the smell, the creepy people and the food. His mom would work two jobs back then. She would work from 9 to 5 as a waitress and then again from 7 to 2 in the morning as a stripper. Darren was about 7 at that time and did not know what a stripper was, but as he grew older , he knew what his mom was doing. She would come late at night and Darren would pretend to be asleep. He remembers her taking of her coat, revealing her outfit. She worked as a stripper for almost 2 years before she moved to a decent job. He never spoke or mentioned to her about it, but he knew that she was able to make a ton on money working as one.

Darren could not let his mom live in the shelter. He wondered if she would come live with him.; he wanted her. He knew he would have to give up his parties and his regular sexual activites, but he was bored of it. He didn't really enjoy fucking girls anymore. It was more of a habit rather than a desire. Besides, he always had the studio if he wanted to bang someone.

"Mom! I want you to come and live with me.. It's not an option.I don't want you living in the homeless shelter. I'll wire you some money and I want you to take the first flight available here. Pack light and leave what you don't need behind, I have a very small place." Darren knew his apartment was small and not as big as the bungalow the Jason owned.

He looked down and realised he was still naked. Elaina was fast asleep, he had to get rid of her and his mom coming over would be the best excuse. She was a horny slut and could not stay without sex for more than 2 days. She would eventually end up getting fucked by someone he thought, and Darren wouldn't have to worry about breaking up with her.
 
The week before the raid, Gwen had stopped teaching yoga at her local gym. She was reluctant, but Jason had insisted. He was so...possessive. He'd convinced himself that she was cheating on him with some young stud of a trainer. She'd always been faithful to him and look where it got her. She still had the body of a goddess. She could have her pick of just about any man. But she didn't want some fuck buddy that would only use her. No she wanted love and she'd thought she'd found that with Jason. He was simply a big mistake.

Now Gwen was homeless and jobless. It wouldn't be hard to get her old job at the club back. What she lacked in youth, she made up for in skill and experience. Ever since Darren came of age, it seemed impossible. She didn't wanna be 'that' mom. The one boys get teased because they've seen her tits or caught her in a porno. Thank god she never shot a porno. Well. Not a major one anyway.

"Darren, I can't ask that of you. What about your life? Or your girlfriend?" Actually, Gwen wasn't sure if he was dating. He'd always been a handsome young man. Even at a young age girls would circle the block or timidly knock to see if he'd come out to 'hang out'. A part of Gwen was always reluctant. No mother really wanted their children to grow up, but it was the way of the world.

Plus Darren spent just as much time taking care of her as she did him. It wasn't fair. He should have been out having fun and kissing girls. Not babysitting his mother. "I...won't intrude long. It'll just be till I can find another job and apartment. It shouldn't take too much time..." she said, standing up.

Gwen wasn't about to just sit around moping until things worked themselves out. She wasn't going to try to drink herself to death either. She was stronger than she had been in Darren's teenage years. If she found a way to take care of them both without a man then, she could do it now. Taking her suitcases, she smiled to herself and felt a bit more confident. Darren always had that affect on her.

"I love you baby and I will hopefully see you soon,"
 
Darren drove his corvette to the airport . His mom was arriving today . After he spoke to her , Darren wired her some money and she managed to get a flight the very next day . It was almost 7 in the evening and the flight was supposed to land in another 20 minutes .

Earlier in the day , he had gone to the gym . Fitness was a very important part of his daily routine and he tried his best never to miss it. Darren was never this fit when he was younger; by the age of 16, he was very skinny . Although he was strong,he had a difficult time getting a girlfriend , so his mom enrolled him in the gym she was giving yoga lessons . He was very sincere with his regime and put a lot of effort .It also let him be closer to his mom . He knew his mom was always being hit on by men at the gym. She was always a head turner in her sexy yoga outfits He'd seen many men embarrassingly get a boner during her classes. Darren would stay in the gym till his mom finished , so as to ensure that she did not have to deal with men asking her out on dates . Even his own friends at times would stare at his mom. They would purposely show up at his house , just to take a peek at her . Darren did not really like people staring at his mom, but at the same time he felt proud . Over the next couple of months , Darren was able to tone his body and became a head turner himself . He smiled to himself , "Great genes" he thought .

He had finally managed to get rid of Elaina that morning after gym . She was not ready to leave. She even insisted on putting his mom in a hotel ."What a bitch "Darren thought. His wardrobes were empty and so was his bathroom . He realized that most of the stuff belonged to Elaina. He had to make 3 trips to move all her stuff. He and Elaina had planned a trip for the weekend to an exotic resort , he told her that he wouldn't be able to make it .She got mad at him as she was looking forward to it .

Darren reached the airport and parked the car.He reached just as your plane landed . He waited at the arrivals wearing a white tshirt and cream pants
He got quite a few stares and smiles from girls that passed by .. He smiled back at them ...
 
Gwen shifted in her seat and anxiously stared out the window. Just this time yesterday she was sitting in a shelter with a bowl full of mush and a stiff cot. Now she was flying first class to met her son she hadn't seen in four or five years. And before all that she'd been happily reading a book by her pool drinking martinis. Things could change in an instant. The previous days proved it. The plane could go down. She could find a winning lottery ticket. The apocalypse could begin. It seemed like anything at all could happen in a blink of an eye, so Gwen watched out the window, praying for the best.

As the plane began to land, she wondered if he'd look the same he did when he'd left. It'd been years ago, he was what...18 then? Gwen remembered he'd started bulking up in high school after she gave him a gym membership. He'd been so scraggly a dog might have mistaken him for a stick and dragged him away. Darren had always been handsome despite his size, but she would have loved him even if he'd come out looking like a troll. He was her son. Looks didn't matter to her. But to girls his age, size seemed to. So she helped him at the gym and by the time he finished...well...he was easily a knock out. Still, for all she knew he might have a beard. Or piercings. Or reconstructive facial surgery. Gwen chuckled at herself and shook her head. Her imagination was running circles around her. Darren was probably still the same stallion the girls would circle the block to see out kicking a ball around.

Gwen followed the pilots instructions after landing and was ushered out with the rest of the passengers. She adjusted her purse and made her way to the arrivals, her eyes darting around to spot Darren. After a moment, she caught sight of him...more handsome than ever and smiling at a gaggle of women giggling like school girls.

"Same ol Darren capturing hearts with the smallest of smiles," she called with a warm grin as she approached her son. Her arms wrapped around him immediately and hugged him tight. "It's so good to see you."
 
Darren watched as passengers walked out of the airport one by one.Where was his mom ? He was getting anxious till he looked at his watch and realized its only been 10 minutes . It felt weird meeting her after almost 4 years. Till yesterday he was angry with her , but that one phone call changed everything .He felt like a huge load was lifted off his chest ..

Darren finally saw her.Her beautiful yellow dress made her stand out of the crowd. As she approached him, a smile came to his face .She hadn't aged a bit , in fact she looked much younger . He saw some men staring at her behind, this made Darren a little uncomfortable , he didn't like it when men gaped at his mom.

Darren looked into his moms eyes as she approached him. He could see that they were swollen from crying.As soon as Gwen hugged him, he felt her breasts press against him. A warm fuzzy feeling came over him."Its good to see you too,Mom" They hugged for quite sometime without saying a word. Darren didn't want to end the hug, but he realized they were in public and slowly let go of her.

He took one step back and looked at her.Earlier in the day, Darren promised himself that he would be good to her. He figured she must have gone through hell already, and it was up to him to make her feel better. He did not want to bring up anything from the past, at least the bad moments and especially Jason.

"Look at you, you are looking great" he smiled ,scanning her from top to bottom."It's like you've gotten younger" . She loved compliments, especially when they came from him .
 
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