Trying to summon courage with a deep breath, she pulled his underwear down too. Ben wiggled his hips so it could be slid down easily.
There it was: his exposed, half-flaccid cock. At a glance, it looked perfectly healthy and warm-blooded. The sight of it made Laura flutter with different feelings, none of which were appropriate. It was odd that she’d see her son like this, so up close, to the point where she could see every inch so clearly.
“Relax,” she said. “Tell me if you feel any pain, unusual sensations, or anything out of the ordinary.”
“Okay.”
Laura touched his warm cock with both hands and it instantly twitched. It seemed healthy all right. Zero signs of any nerve damage. Overall, it was the cock of a healthy young college student, and it instantly grew rock hard while Laura caressed it.
“So far, so good,” she smiled at him.
This made him blush. “This is humiliating.”
“You certainly don’t seem humiliated,” she countered while stroking him, up and down.
“I know but…it’s just weird.”
Laura’s hands continued their motherly duty. This was for Ben’s own good, whether he appreciated it or not.
“I know it’s weird, believe me, I know how you feel. I’m the one holding you in my hands, stroking you like this.”
Ben closed his eyes and breathed heavier. He was embarrassed beyond belief. He was also completely aroused.
“Thanks, mom,” he said softly with his eyes closed.
It was mortifying to Laura that her son was enjoying this so much. But then again, it was supposed to be like that. He was supposed to become erect to show his health. And it was at her insistence that she make him cum. As a mother, it was her responsibility to ensure his good health at a time like this.
“Are you close?” she asked, praying that he’d cum soon.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. “Kind of. This feels nice. Your hands are great.”
“Not something you ever should have known.”
“I’m just saying. You’re good at this.”
This time, it was Laura’s turn to blush. As Ben became more relaxed, Laura became more unnerved by the fact that she was giving her son a handjob, albeit for medical purposes. She needed to put an end to this.
“Cum for me,” she said flatly. “Once I see that you can ejaculate normally, we’ll be done.”
“Will you check on me later? I mean, that’s the doctor’s orders, right? Doesn’t she want you to do this regularly?”
Laura tried stroking faster. “We’ll see how it goes. First, I need you to cum.”
“It might be messy.”
She was taken aback by the comment. “Why?”
“I haven’t cum since we started on this trip. There isn’t any porn and it’s been too cold to jerk off– I mean, handle it. I’m just giving you fair warning.”
“And I appreciate that.”
A minute had passed, which felt like an eternity for Laura. Stroking her son’s rock-hard cock to make him cum was something she never could have imagined when she birthed him 19 years ago. She could tell he was seriously enjoying this.
“At least you’re getting some welcomed relief from this,” she joked to break the unusual tension of an incestuous handjob.