He jumped, twitched, surprised.
“I’m sorry.” I said in a hurry, and I quickly pulled back.
I breathed hard, and realized I was sweating through my clothes.
He shifted and turned his head… then he laughed awkwardly. “Strange question…”
“Yes?”
“Can I get a quick bathroom break?”
I let out a little laugh, “oh of course, I’m sorry hunny.” I stood up, “I’ll just be right here.” I said and turned toward the entertainment center.
Before I realized that I was staring at the reflection through the tv, it was too late. I watched as Steven pulled the blanket off of him and stood up completely naked.
It wasn’t super clear, but I was pretty sure that I could see his manhood bobbing as he walked off toward the bathroom.
Something took over my body, and forced me to turn as he was nearing the bathroom door. He disappeared into the bathroom, but not before I got a look at his bubbly bottom.
I felt a chill run up my body, resting in my neck. I cursed myself for turning. I didn’t know what had gotten to me. I was a little bit ashamed at myself, and I let it sink in causing my body to hunch over.
I suddenly felt the heat and the feeling as though I could pass out. I pulled my sweats off so that I just had my thermals on, and I pulled my shirt off leaving myself in a damp tee. Before I knew it, I was at the refrigerator downing a bottle of water.
The flush of the toilet and click of the knob snapped me back to reality.
I pulled my head up from the bottle, as Steven exited the bathroom.
“Whoa…” he stopped suddenly.
The sudden stop caused his body to jerk, forcing his penis to rock from one side to the other.
I couldn’t help but glance down, looking at his crotch. “I’m…” I pulled my eyes up to his face and turned back into the refrigerator, “sorry… I got hot… I thought I was going to pass out.” I glanced out of the corned of my eye, and he was still standing there. I looked back into the refrigerator, “I’m sorry sweetie, if you want to continue, get comfortable.”
I heard his feet tapping at the floor, then the weight of his body laying down.
I hesitantly looked over, and he was laying there, the throw haphazardly covering his lower half.
I took another sip of water and set it on the counter. I walked over to him, and kneeled down.
“Breath in… ” I said holding the eucalyptus up to his nose again, trying to get him back to a calm state.
I shifted the blanket around, covering up his crotch area, as I exposed his glutes.
I dug back into his butt cheeks, and I felt his muscle flinch at my touch.
“That feels good.” He mumbled into the pillow.
The blanket ran up the crack of his bottom, keeping it covered.
My mind flashed to seeing him exit the bathroom, to his manhood on full display.
My body got warm again.
I opened my eyes and looked down at my son’s body. I started at the back of his head, the way his hair faded up at his neckline. I let my hand wander down over his back muscles, then back up to his head. I ran my fingers through his hair, letting my nails scratch at his scalp.
I could feel myself getting warmer… the heat radiating off of me. I stretched my right leg out over his butt, and I straddled him. This was something I’d typically do in a massage, so I felt it was appropriate. It allowed me a more direct approach to his back.
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