Back where he belongs - Mother and Son - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Back where he belongs - Mother and Son - Chapter 1

... continue, his orgasm was right there. He needed to release, but he knew that there was no way that he would be able to clean up in time if she decided to come upstairs looking for him.

Naked, other than his socks he reached off the side of the bed and picked up his wet damp underwear. Precum was still leaking from his twitching erect penis, it felt ready to explode but he couldn’t even think about it. He pulled up his underwear and hopped off the bed, searching round in desperation for something to cover him up further.

Oh no! He realized that his school uniform pants were inside out.

“Sorry I’m late” his mother continued. She was getting closer, he realized, coming up the stairs.

“I finished early for the day and met Julie for some coffee. I went to a shop on the way back and got you a little something. I do hope you like it”.

Panicked, he pulled a t-shirt on from off the floor and quickly jumped back into his bed, pulling the covers over himself. Just in time for his mother to open the door.

“Andy?” She asked from the hallway, not sure if he was there since she hadn’t received a reply.

“Baby?”

She knocked on the door as she walked in clutching a shopping bag and stopped when she noticed him in the bed.

“Oh, hi mom” he said in the sleepiest voice he could manage. He tried faking a yawn and turned to look at her as if he had just woken up from a nap.

“I’m sorry baby, were you napping? Are you feeling alright?”

Concerned, she walked over to ...

... him and sat at the edge of his bed, moved the hair out of his eyes and placed her hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

“You’re a bit clammy, but I don’t think you have a fever”.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He sat up in his bed. “I just felt a bit tired when I came home. Swimming practice was hard today”. He said with a wry smile.

Under the covers he could still feel his penis straining against the fabric of his boxers and although he knew it was a completely unrealistic fear, he couldn’t help but worry over the idea that his mother might for-no-good-reason whip the covers off him and expose his aroused state.

“My hard-working little man” she said with a smile. She took her hand from his head and picked up the shopping bag that she had bought upstairs with her.

“I actually got you something today.” She said with a smile. “I know that you don’t love the shorts that you’ve been using for practice and since it looks like you might be racing by the end of the year, I got you some new ones. The woman in the shop recommended them.”

She handed him the bag. “Will you try them on? I want to make sure that they fit.”

“Do I have to right now, mom?” He did not fancy the prospect of getting changed and he desperately needed her to leave the room before he got out from under his covers.

“Please honey, I want to get you another pair tomorrow if they don’t fit. Come down and show me, I’ll go and start dinner.”

“Okaaay”, he agreed. Not putting up much of a fight but ...