‘It’s ok. I am not upset’ she said. She walked passed him then and grabbed the underwear from the shower. She did it quickly and Brett could just see a touch of sadness creep across her face. A shadow had moved over her cheerful features when she had seen that Brett had resorted to a towel. She probably thinks I want to keep her out, he thought. This is something that makes her happy and I also really want to show her. Why am I being so scared he thought.
She was just making her way back out of the bathroom when Brett called to her.
‘Where should I put this towel?’ he asked holding the towel above his head. The other hand attempting to cover some modesty.
His mother’s face lit up. She smiled her wonderful smile at him. He knew she would be able to see his buttocks in the mirror and she could see most of his genitals now. She was staring unabashed. There was a look a rapture he had never seen on her face before.
She took hold of his upper arm and moved it away so his erect penis swung clear from his hand. They stood there in this pose for breathless moments.
‘My, my’ she said at last and lifted a dainty hand to cover her mouth. Brett’s mother always kept her hands well-manicured. She filed the nails into elegant tips and applied clear nail varnish. They were small feminine hands.
‘Are you going to shower or not dear?’ she said after sometime.
Brett didn’t answer at first. He couldn’t. He just stared at her and felt a flow of precum leave his penis, both him and his mother watched it slowly drip out.
Brett somehow found the ability to move his legs and turned back towards the shower. His backside was now on full view to her. He felt her hands on his shoulders as she pressed up against him.
‘Your shoulders have really filled out. They are toned and strong.’ Her hands moved off his shoulders and down his back and eventually across his buttocks. She took them in her hands giving them a squeeze.
‘These are so firm’ she giggled. Brett couldn’t believe this was happening. He couldn’t comprehend that his mother had just stroked his back and grabbed his backside. He felt her finger trace down his spine and then slip until she found his butt crack. She hesitated there momentarily and then moved her well-manicured fingers all the way down until they were resting on his anus. Brett felt his whole body twitch and tingle. And then her hand slipped around under him and gripped his balls.
‘Your father really is a boar, thoughtless and selfish’ she said to him. ‘But you are so sweet and considerate. Being close to you like this makes me feel so good. I am so proud of what a man you have become’.
Brett didn’t know what to say. He stood there with his blood pumping loudly in his ears. His whole being was quivering.
‘Do you mind if I touch you dear?’
‘No…no. Of course not.’
‘Will you share with me what you are feeling? When I take hold of you like this…’ he felt her filed nails dig into his ballsack ‘…do you feel shy? Does it make you feel good?’ In that moment Brett was overcome with sexual energy and felt as though he would ejaculate any second. Just when he thought he would erupt she pulled down hard on his balls, pulling them away from his body. The exquisite pain brought him back from the brink.