“No more football for him,” Mom said angrily. “He should focus on his college degree.”
“But Mom-” Before I could finish, the doctor walked in.
He took my vitals and then asked how I was feeling. I told him I’m feeling good. There was no pain in my bandaged hand.
“You need to stay home for a few months.” the doctor said.
“How long?” my Mom asked.
“Five or six months. It’s a severe injury.”
“Too long, doc,” I said.
“It’s never too long for good health.”
“I have a professional football career and a college degree to worry about.” I shouted.
“Hey, calm down,” the doctor said soothingly. “Your fracture is a very serious one. You need to be in rehabilitation. I’ll write a letter to the college recommending a gap year. You’ll be fine, Brad. I have painkillers for you and a rehab program.”
“Okay…I’m sorry I overreacted…I think I can handle it.”
“Great,” the doctor walked out.
“I’m sorry this happened to you,” Coach said and walked out.
A few hours later, I was helped to my bedroom by Mom and Dad.
I spent the next few days just swallowing painkillers and doing rehab. Mom stayed at home with me most days. We got to spend a lot of time together. She would help me dress, feed and keep doing what the doctor wanted me to do.
Around the second week, Dad had left for work. Mom was in the kitchen.
I realised my dick had been hard the whole morning. It needed release. The bad thing is it was my broken hand that did the jerking off. I tried using my right hand but it wasn’t the same. I felt frustrated and so horny and helpless about it.
Mom walked in with breakfast. I quickly shoved my hard cock between the sheets.
“Get up, Brad. Rise and shine.” She smiled.
“Could you give me some privacy?” I said nervously.
“No, there’s nothing on you I haven’t seen before.” She placed the breakfast tray at my bedside.
Then she abruptly pulled my sheets off me. Immediately, my hard cock sprung up pointing to the ceiling. I was about 7 inches when completely hard.
She gasped. “What the hell is that, sweetie?”
She looked at it in horror for what seemed like an eternity. I jumped out of bed careful not to injure my broken arm, and quickly perused the wardrobe for some shorts to put on. Mom had been helping me dress since the injury but she had never seen my dick rockhard.
I sat on my bed trying to push my legs through the shorts. She came back to her senses and knelt infront of me to help me dress up. My dick hit her cheek accidentally leaving a trail of precum. She grabbed it by the shaft and shoved it down my shorts. I had never been this hard before.
“Why are you so hard today?” She asked.
“I don’t know. I guess it’s just morning wood.” I answered.
“So do you need some sort of relief?”
“Yeah but Sheila can’t come here. She’s miles across the state.”
“Can’t you use your hand?”
“It just isn’t the same with my right hand. I’m a southpaw, remember?”
“Oohh right.” She looked uncomfortable. “The more you use it, the better it gets. You know that?”
“I guess so.”
“I could help you out.”
“Really.”
“Not by jerking you off.” She said. “I could get you some porn to make you focus. I know it’s hard with your broken hand and dealing with constant sexual urges.”
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