Till yesterday, I used to sleep in my room alone while Di slept with Mom.
Di: No, Mom, I can’t sleep alone. How about all three of us sleeping together?
Mom (in a stern voice): Anu, I am not asking or requesting you. I am telling you. Consider the situation we have here and do as I say.
Di didn’t seem happy and went out of the room angrily. Mom followed her into my room. For the next 5-10 minutes, I was waiting for Mom. So I went to check what had happened. The door was opened, so I peeped in. The two ladies were talking in a whispering sound.
I couldn’t understand what they were talking about. But I saw Di look agitated by Mom’s decision. Mom was trying to pacify her by taking her into her arms. Finally, Di looked convinced, and both hugged each other. Then, to my surprise, Mom kissed Di on her lips.
Mom often kisses both of us. But I have never seen her kissing on the lips. She always kisses the cheeks or forehead. It is not a small peck on the lips but a proper kiss on her lips. I returned and sat in the bedroom as if I hadn’t seen anything.
The next 2-3 days passed on quickly. During the day, Mom cared like a small baby, doing everything for me. Brushing my teeth, washing my ass after the potty, bathing me, changing my clothes, feeding me food and taking me to pee. All this while, I was getting to see lots of cleavage from Mom and Di.
But none of them allowed me to see their melons. Still, watching those cleavages was quite enticing. Further, Mom used to touch my dick quite a few times during the day while peeing, bathing, changing clothes etc. Each time, the touch of her soft hands used to give some shivers through my body.
Since the accident, I haven’t been able to wank. Now I wanted to wank. But I knew I couldn’t, considering their changed attitude towards me. Somehow, I couldn’t dare to speak it up to either Mom or Di. Mom saw that I was restless.
Mom: Why do you look so restless or upset or something like that since this morning today?
Me: Well, being unable to do anything is quite irritating, Mom. I am just causing so much trouble for you, Mom.
Mom: There’s no trouble in that beta. I have done all this since your birth. And honestly, I feel I am responsible for your accident. Had I held the sofa correctly, this would have never happened
Me: No, Mom. It was just a freak accident. Don’t consider yourself to be responsible for that.
Mom: Alright. Now cut the crap and tell me the truth.
I gathered some courage, after all. No matter how free and frank, she was with me. It was too difficult to tell a mother to wank his son’s cock.
Me: Mom, I have developed a habit since I have been sleeping in the room alone for the last few years. I don’t know whether it is good or bad. I wank every day and haven’t done that in the last 2-3 days. So…
Mom: So you want me to wank you?
Mom broke my sentence in between.
Me: No…. no…. no…. I just told you my reason for the restlessness.
Mom: Okay. (And then she took a deep breath)
Then there was dreaded silence in the room. Expectedly, Mom didn’t react to what I said. She just turned back to her book. During the rest of the day, Mom was as usual, as if nothing had happened. I went to sleep and woke up early in the morning.