I felt hurt. I let go of him. He went in as I retreated to the kitchen.
He came after a long time, I guess after composing himself. I didn’t rush to give him another hug. He must have noticed my mood because he came to me and said, “Mom, don’t be mad. I hope you understand.”
“I don’t understand, son, but may be you can explain when you feel like it’s the right time.”
I didn’t approach him again. I didn’t try to hug him or get near him. My heart was broken. I felt very heavy in my chest. I couldn’t bear not being able to hold my son against my bosom.
He noticed my gloom and I could see that he was feeling some pain himself. Finally, on Saturday morning, he caught me in the kitchen. Before I could even greet him he took me into his arms and gave me this huge hug. He said, “Mom, don’t be upset with me. It is just that I am a grown man now and when I hug a woman I get these feelings that I don’t want to have for my own mother.”
“What kind of feelings are you talking about son?”
“You mean, you can’t tell what I am talking about.” He seemed genuinely surprised.
“No, I can’t. That’s why I asked you to explain it to me.”
“You mean, when I hug you, you don’t feel anything different from a few years ago.”
“No, I don’t. You are my son and you’ll always be my son.”
“Yes, but I am bigger now. There have been a few changes in my body. Don’t you feel anything different about me?”
“No, I don’t. You are still the same.”
“Are you sure, mom? That I am still the same.”
I looked into his eyes as my breasts pressed hard against him. “You are still the same.”
He shifted his body a little to the left and I felt his erection on my thigh. He asked, “How about now? Do you feel anything different?”
“No, you are still the same son.”
He shifted a little more and pressed his cock in between my thighs. “How about now?”
I knew what he was driving at. I just didn’t want to admit that there was anything that could come between mother and son. I knew if I agreed to his point, we would both then become more self-conscious every time we hugged in the future. I couldn’t have that. There was no need to put any barriers between us. I shook my head in the negative.
He wasn’t about to give up. He wanted to make sure that there was no doubt left in my mind about the point he was trying to get across. He put his hands on my ass, positioned his cock straight on my pussy and pressed it in as hard as possible. I could feel his erection somewhat inside of me as he asked, “How about now? You have to feel something now?”
I relented. I pressed back on his cock and held it between my pussy lips. I gyrated a little to let him know that I got his point. “Listen son, is this what you are talking about?” I gyrated again to make sure he knew I was referring to his cock.
“Yes, mom, that’s exactly what I am talking about. When you hug me, I get this erection and I feel uncomfortable.”
“But, I don’t care. You are my son. I want to hug you and kiss you, erection or no erection.”
“Really?” He sounded surprised.
“Yes, really son. I love you and I don’t want to let go of my boy just because he is a man now.”