Big (horse)Shoes to Fill

The cold at Sunburst's back coaxed him against the the warmth in front of him. He wrapped his arms around it and hugged it closer like a security blanket. An alien motion beside him stirred him from his slumber. The grass under him was a far cry worse than even the least comfortable mattress. But he was distracted from that fact by the warm body of his mother beside him.

Where his arm laid across her abdomen, it marked the lower boundary of her nighty, which had ridden up in her sleep. Likewise, the knot in his tattered boxers had let go at some point in the night, leaving them laying on the ground behind him. He was effectively spooning her bottomless. He tried to move away, but he found his morning wood was lodged firmly between her thighs. The momentary tension caused a bit of friction of the side of his shaft against her pussy.

Her arm, draped over his held fast in her sleep, unwilling to lose her warm shield from the cold wind. Her fingers intertwined with his, pulling his arm with hers up along her body, under the thin fabric of her nighty to cup her breast. Whether it was the cold or something else, her nipple was as hard as a pencil eraser in his palm. Were it any other woman's tit, he would have been happy to be obliged, and squeeze it in his greedy hand.

But this was not just any woman. And he was paralyzed by fear to do anything but remain as still as possible and hope she didn't wake up to her son groping her. Though he couldn't consciously move, unconsciously... his dick throbbed harder against the warmth between her legs. This did not go unnoticed.

"... missed this..." she cooed in her sleep and reached down with her other hand, cupping the tip of his dick in her hand giving him a firm squeeze, rubbing it against her pussy. If she wasn't already wet before, he could feel how much she was now.

"... mmm, Sun..." He couldn't help be feel partly responsible for leaving her in the lurch with his interruption earlier. He certainly would not have annoyed it if he had been the one to be interrupted. Stellar rolled her hips against him, making the tip of his dick slide back and forth against her pussy. Her hand on his dick blindly tried to help angle him inward. He tried one last time to back away, but it only gave her the space she needed to get him where she wanted it to go. Another roll of her hips and he felt the tip of his dick poking just inside his mother's entrance. She cooed again. The hand holding his to her breast reached back and grabbed his hip to pull him against her and she scooted back.

Sunburst felt his shaft enveloped in the velvety warmth of her vagina as she took her son's virginity. He couldn't tell if he whimpered or she did.

"...shhh, Burst will hear..."

He realized that she thought he was his father. She was dreaming of her late husband. He couldn't tell if that made him feel better or worse. All he could think about was the feeling of his dick inside her as she continued to squirm on it. Part of him no longer cared who this woman was. Part of him, a big part of him, wanted nothing more than to grab her hips with both hands and fuck her right into the beach.

But a part of him larger still, knew that such reckless action would have consequences he would never be able to escape, even here, hundreds of miles away from anything even resembling authority. He couldn't bear the thought of being trapped on opposite sides of an island with his mother who couldn't stand to even look at her son after that. But that moral part of him was losing ground to his lust with every second. This might be his only chance to have sex before they die on this island. And he would regret throwing that away. But he would regret far worse the alternative.

With his last shred of willpower, he rolled away from her onto his back, pulling out as he did. His dick sprang free with a wet slap against his belly.

The brisk, cool air against Stellar's exposed back partially stirred her from her sleep. Sunburst watched her roll over towards him. "...Spot...?" she mumbled, barely even opening her eyes. Her hand reached out in the darkness, touching his chest. Her hand trailed down his abdomen to his erection. She languidly shifted her body over to straddle him. She could feel her hot breath on his neck as she leaned over to kiss him. Her cheek bumped into his glasses.

Her son's glasses.

Stellar took a sharp breath from the adrenaline rush, and the sudden sobriety it brought. She looked at him in the dim moonlight but it was surely him.

"Sunburst?"

Sunburst kept his eyes shut, pretending to be asleep. He almost forgot to breathe, with it held in terror of being found out in what had just happened. She had said his name no quieter than other times she had bid him to wake in the past for school. But he kept his eyes shut, pretending to be asleep, and hoping beyond all hope that she believed it.

Stellar was wide awake and off him in an instant. Her dream of Sunspot had been so vivid and felt so real. But the reality of her situation was clear. Her husband was dead, and she was still stranded on an island with her son. The details of her dream flittered away in moments, but she worried about just how much she had done to her son.

She scurried out from under the shelter. Sunburst squinted an eye to watch her walk partway down to the shore and sit on the beach. He felt cold. But he could tell she felt worse.

He waited and watched her. He waited and hoped that she would come back. He wanted so much to tell her that it wasn't her fault. Or something. Anything.

Just five more minutes. That would be enough time for him to pretend to wake up and then he could go comfort her. Five more minutes and his erection would be gone. Just five... more... minutes...

Sunburst felt the warm sunlight on his face. The backs of his eyelids glowed pink, stirring him awake. He blinked and yawned. And then he sat up with a start.

"Mom!?" he called out. He looked over at where she had been sitting on the beach. She was gone. He had fallen back asleep and now she was nowhere to be found. He crawled out from under the shelter and looked around. He was caught off guard by a stiff breeze. His ripped boxers hung around his ankle. He tried to tie the waistband again, but it just ripped worse. "Fuck it." He held his tattered garment in his hand and jogged down the beach to look for his mom.

He didn't have to go far. Just around the bend, she was squatting in the shallow surf. He feared that he had caught her relieving herself again. But like him, she was nude. Unlike him, she was throwing her nighty into the water and pulling it back out again.

"Mom?" he called out to her.

Her attention snapped to him in an instant. "Sunburst! You're awake!" Her hands moved to cover herself. It made Sunburst aware of himself and he held his boxer shreds in front of himself. It was a fruitless gesture for both of them.

Stellar shook her head and scoffed. "Whatever. It's nothing you haven't already seen." She let her hands fall to her side and she turned around to reach into the water to retrieve her nighty. His eyes drank in her luscious butt as she bent at the waist.

"Are you trying to wash that?" he asked.

"No, I'm trying to fish. Like, with a net." She held the wet, sheer material in her hand. She didn't bother to put it back on. It would have been practically invisible anyway. All it would do is make her cold.

"Oh. I figured we could try spear-fishing. But I was going to say, if you needed to wash that, I found a fresh-water spring yesterday."

Stellar looked at the useless fabric in her hand. "Meh. Why bother? But that spring does sound good. I'm parched!"

"It's up on the other side of the mountain," he said. "I figured we could bring some coconuts to fill once I open them with that obsidian I found." Sunburst turned and walked back to the camp.

"Sounds like a plan. Well, lead the way. I've got the rear," she said.

Truer words were never spoken.

At camp, Sunburst stabbed at each coconut with the obsidian. Despite his nude mother squatting nearby to watch, the sharp blade in his hand did well to keep his erection at bay. He opened each coconut and they each took turns drinking the coconut milk. It was bland, but served to quench their thirst for the time being. It left them with several empty vessels to transport fresh water back. Her nighty served better to carry the coconuts than it ever did as a garment. His tattered boxers were even more useless. But as she said, it wasn't something they hadn't seen before.

He led her to the stream. It was fortunate that he was the one that knew the way. He didn't think he'd be able to survive following her climbing up the mountain. At the stream, he set to work filling each of the coconuts. Stellar was gracious enough to give him some space, for which he was very grateful. She followed the stream up the mountainside.

"Sunburst, come here!" she called down to him. "You have to see this!" Sunburst stopped what he was doing and jogged up to where she was.

"Mom?"

"In here!" her voice came out of the cave. He climbed up to where she was, and looked in the cave. It wasn't huge. Maybe only a bit bigger than a large bathroom. Appropriate given the main feature of the cave. Stellar Flare knelt beside the steaming pool of water. "It's a hot spring!" she squealed. She cautiously dipped her finger in the water, then the rest of her hand. "And don't blame the smell on me!" she said.

"Yeah, I know. It's the sulfur," he said. He dipped his foot into the water. It was a very pleasant bath water temperature. He looked at the steam rising out to the ceiling of the cave, and the dripping as condensation into the channels around the edge of the cave, out to the stream. It was their own distilled water source. The interior of the pool was lined with calcium limestone deposits, giving it a smooth finish. He slid down into the warm water.

"How is it?" she asked.

"It's heaven," he said, leaning his head back against the side of the pool.

Stellar stepped in after him. It really was only just a little bigger than a bath tub. As such she had to sit in front of him, between his legs, with her back to him. She leaned her head back against his chest. She could feel the salt and grime washing away. She could feel her worries and stress melting away. She could feel... something poking her in the back.

Sunburst tried to pretend he didn't have a raging erection pinned between them. And Stellar tried to pretend to not notice. But it was plainly obvious to both of them.

"Sun-"

"I'm sorry!" he blurted.

"It's okay. It's... don't worry about it." She tried not to move too much. Even their slightest shifting in the water created friction there. Even if she couldn't see it, she could feel how big it was. The silhouette of it in the dark last night was still seared into her memory. She realized she was biting her lip. She could only imagine the agony he must have been in, himself.

A wicked thought crossed her mind. She knew it was a bad idea, even as she had it. Perhaps she wasn't in her right mind. But she threw caution to the wind. "I uh, had an interesting dream last night," she said.

"O-oh yeah?" he asked, trying to not let his voice tremble.

"Yeah. I dreamed about your father, actually," she said. She shifted in the water just slightly, rubbing against him. "I miss him. I've missed him for a long time. He hadn't been the man I married for a long time. I had hoped that this trip would help us reconnect but..."

Sunburst's arms reached around her shoulders to hug her. "I'm sorry, Mom. I know you're grieving."

"I don't just mean grieving for him dying. I mean..." she sighed. "I grieved for our relationship a long time ago. Part of me thinks we stayed together to raise you, and another part of me thinks we stayed together because we were both too comfortable, too lazy to change. And I felt like I was too old to start over again."

"No, Mom! You're not old!"

Stellar chuckled. She wanted to dismiss the compliment out of habit. But it made her feel so beautiful to hear it. "You really think I'm still young?" she asked, fishing for more compliments.

"Yeah!"

"Pretty?"

"Of course!"

"Sexy?"

"Ye- er, I mean..." Sunburst stumbled over the words.

"It's okay. You don't have to say it," she said, rubbing her back against his erection. "I can tell I have a fan."

"I'm sorry."

"I said don't worry about it." For a long minute they just sat there and stared out of the cave, at the endless ocean around them. "I guess what I was worried about most, about leaving his was... you trying to fill his shoes."

"You mean at the company?" he asked.

She chuckled again. "No, I knew you would do that anyway. I meant, everything else. Being the breadwinner, taking care of the house, and..." she trailed off for a moment, "...and me." She took a deep breath. "But these last couple days, here, stranded on this island... you've really stepped up. You've taken care of us both and... I'm not worried about you being able to fill his shoes when we get home."

"When!?"

She smiled. "I can hope," she mused. "But it's just that... there was always one thing I was worried about. Especially when things between he and I started to deteriorate. That one role you would never be able to fill."

"What's that?" he asked.

"..."

"...?"

"You really do look just like your father, you know that?" She put her hand over his, on her shoulder.

"So you've told me many times."

"Sun, we could be stuck here for a very long time."

"I know, Mom."

"You have big shoes to fill." She pulled his hand down over her chest to cup her breast. "Sun, I..." His hand moved on his own, giving her breast just the slightest squeeze.

She stood up out of the water. In spite of her leading him on, Sunburst thought that he had done something wrong, something to upset or anger her. But she didn't step out of the tub. She turned around and squatted in the water in front of him. She reached down and held his penis, aligning it with her pussy. But before she went any further, she stopped and took his hands with her, putting them on her hips.

"I need this, Sun. But I won't make you do anything you don't wan-"

Sunburst didn't even let her finish. He pulled her hips down onto him as he thrusted up into her. His hands moved from her hips to wrapping around her back to hug her close. His hips made small, rapid, desperate humps into her. He pressed his face into her chest and cried out in cathartic agony and ecstasy. Stellar's tears were silent and she held his head in her hands.

It wasn't the buck-wild fuck-fest of a trashy porno. Their small, frantic motions of love-making sent ripples and waves of the warm water splashing out of the pool, making the cave steam up even more, turning it into a sauna. Hidden away in the fog, they let out all of their fears and doubts, intertwined together in a passionate embrace. They might never be rescued. They may very well die on this island. But they had each other. And that was enough. In each other's arms, it was all the comfort they needed.