In the crampness of the Jeep, I had to lay over my son cow girl style, but this wasn’t going to work if we all were going to get warm. Moving Alex naked body to his side, I crawled in next to him in a curled up ball.
“Alexi, peel down naked. Get as much of your bare skin on Alex. We have got to warm his body temperature up as fast as possible.”
She hesitated at first, then followed my commands without saying a word. From the faint dome light on the floor, even freezing to death, I couldn’t help but admire my sister’s perky breasts and pencil hard nipples. With her now wedged in around his back in a spooning fashion, it allowed me to stretch out and push my back up against Alex. This forced all of our bodies against each other. While now dry, there was little heat being generated from Alex body against mine and it felt as if I was pushed up against the freezer locker. Both of our wet underwear was still chilling us.
“Help me!” I again commanded to my little sister. I couldn’t help but realize the inappropriateness of the situation as I pulled down my wet underwear and tossed them to the side. Then rolling over, I grabbed his waistband and with Alexi help we pulled it towards his feet. As we fidgeted with the wet undergarment stuck at his feet, Alexi found her face up real close to Alex’s ass, but more disturbing was that I found my face just a few inches from his penis. I was obviously coming off my adrenaline high, because I couldn’t help but giggle as I saw that Alex penis had shrunken down into his body.
“Looks a bit like a turtle head”.
“Not always”, Alexi whispered.
This caused me to look again in the dim light. Looking quickly and trying to seem professional about it, I couldn’t help but admire that while his length was now shrunken down to barely three inches now, his girth was still quite large. Based on the amount of loose skin, I was sure my baby’s package would be at least eight inches when excited and had his blood flowing properly.
As I looked at my naked son and sister all snuggled up, I was ashamed to find that I was actually horny. Later my therapist would say that I found out something that not really an uncommon phenomenon. It turns out that for many people, a near death experience makes them very horny. It has something to do with survival instinct and is why there are so many baby born during war time.
It had been over a couple years since I have seen a man’s penis. Dating with teenagers in the house is a bitch, and it was just easier to either hook up with one of my friends with benefits or use my favorite rabbit a few times a week to cut down the edge. As sick as it sounds, the fear of death and laying here shivering, it only took seeing my son’s penis to make me extremely horny.
All of these inappropriate thoughts only took a few seconds and I decided to continue my massage. I turned around and faced him, quickly going back to business with the second blanket. As Alexi snuggled her naked body to Alex, I repeated my blanket massage, but this time it was on each of his legs and chest. It was so cramped that to be able to massage him from foot to waist, I had to spin around with my feet up to his feet and my head at his feet. This allowed me to lay on my side while I started to massage each of his legs in long strokes, willing blood back into his body extremities.