About a month or so after supposedly recovering from my surgery, NEW complications arose thanks to being laid up for so long and so it was back to bed rest for me.
However it wasn’t as bad as before because I could still get up and move around (as well as one could in that situation) but things such as bathing myself and being moved around with a Hoyer lift still needed to be done.
I was still eleven years old and still VERY MUCH in the throes of puberty and thus I was always horny and YES, always supporting a troublesome erection.
Thankfully I could usually masturbate it away and I could cath myself without hurting like a bitch but when my ma would come into wash me, there would be my little buddy there to greet her, standing erect and pointing straight at the ceiling throbbing wildly.
I remember my mother looking down at my throbbing penis and wildly churning testicles with apprehension but then trying to ignore them as she went to work rubbing me down with the warm wet soapy washcloth starting with my face and then my neck, shoulders, chest, stomach and finally my genitals where I gasped as I felt the light smooth warm moist pressure from her moist hands gently wrapping around the base of my erection before she gently peeled back the foreskin of my penis to reveal the throbbing head of my erection underneath.
I then remember watching with desperation as my mother enclosed the warm soapy wash cloth around the small length of my erection and rubbing me several times before moving underneath my erection to my churning testicles, both of which I felt a moderate fondling throbbing quivering moist wet warm clothy pressure from my mom’s wash cloth covered hand which stimulated the nerves in my penis so strongly that I couldn’t help myself as I felt the intense tingly itching heat start from my head and flush over my body before the intense spasming reached my genitals and several thick gouts of my rich creamy white semen exploded from my urethra in the head of my penis and splattered my mother’s wrist and my pubis!
I remember my mom closing her eyes briefly from embarrassment and sighing before she wiped the semen from my pubis and her wrist before she finished bathing me and rinsing me off.
When that wet wash cloth went over my genitals again to rinse me off I had winced because I was sensitive from my orgasm but alas I didn’t cum again.
I then remember my mom smiling as she dried me off before leaving the room.
The next few days following that incident were complicated to say the least for when my mother came in to bathe me the next morning she insisted I wear the ole sleeping mask and headphones yet again.
I obliged thinking that it would make things less awkward but as I lied there, the soft music filling my ears and my eyes registering nothing but blackness, my sense of touch was exaggerated and as that soapy wash cloth once again enveloped my genitals I gasped and immediately pulled off both the mask and the earphones to see my mother’s work.
Again I had orgasmed, my semen splattering my groin and my mother’s hand and wrist with a concerned look on my mother’s face as she saw the pleading look in my eyes.
It was hear that she tried to explain to me that she couldn’t do what I wanted her to do and that somehow I would just have to endure this hell I was enduring because that’s what it felt like to me, absolute hell!
After several months of not being able to move and other stuff, I was also plagued with a perpetual sexual desire with seemingly no way to properly satisfy myself.
I desperately suggested bringing Diane back but my mother insisted that Diane had her own life to take care of even though I KNEW she lived in the same complex as us.
And so with seemingly no other option I tried swallowing my frustration, unsure of what the future might hold.
Yet as it turned out, my mother would do her best to keep me sane in the form of whatever nudie mag or erotic photography book she could get her hands on for me!
She even got subscriptions to all those “premium” channels such as HBO and Cinemax!
(This was in the early 2000’s before you could access pictures of a naked woman on your phone at the prompt of a keyboard.)
However, this only extrapolated the problem for when my mom would come into bathe me, my thoughts would be of the women I saw in those books, magazines, and televisions and my erection would be stronger than before!
To combat this, my mother would continue to have me wear the headphones and sleeping mask.
Yet after a week of this, I began to get desperate again that one time I called my mother into my bedroom and begged for her to relieve me!
She desperately tried to plead with me that she couldn’t, that it was dangerous and inappropriate but I tried to rebuke her explanations with ANYTHING that might finally satisfy me.
She could pleasure me as I looked at the women in my magazines, books, or television, or she could masturbate me as I had the blindfold on and earphones.
It was incredibly selfish, I know, but I felt that I was in a do or die situation back than.
I saw the empathetic pain and sympathy in my mother’s eyes.
She knew the year I had.
Heck, she was my mother, she knew the life I had and the trials faced on a daily basis with my disability.
Who knew what was going on in her head about what my future held.
I knew that’s what she had to be thinking as she finally closed her eyes and sighed before leaning over me, a soft warm comforting hand on my chest, and another on my cheek.
Her gaze as she bored into mine was one of understanding, an understanding that no one other than a mother could know and so with that I felt as the hand that was on my chest be lifted before I felt the warm smooth tight sinewy flesh of my mother’s fingers wrap around my naked penis before the INTENSE warm smooth tight fleshy pressure of my mother’s hand began to pump my penis up and down desperately, causing me to gasp!
I tried jerking my head up, looking to indeed see my mom’s long fingers wrapped around the hardened purplish red shaft of my uncircumcised penis pumping strongly up and down but only for a second as my mother lifted my chin to look into her sharp, serious features.
She ordered me to keep her eyes on her and ONLY her and she shushed me when I tried to protest.
It didn’t last long however, as the excitement of what was happening caused the intense tingling heat to flush throughout my entire body and my genitals to explode in a spasming explosion of heat which I felt splatter my groin that I also knew coated my mother’s fingers.
When this happened I cried out as the spasming became a burning sensation as my mother’s pumping fingers stroked even faster, trying to get every last bit of my orgasm out of my body to satisfy me, but I immediately found my mother’s strong hand that had been underneath my chin covering my mouth!
As the hot flushing of my body turned to chills and my vision began to swam and the spasming in my genitals turned to a hot throbbing my mother finally released me so that I could catch my breath.
Desperately looking down, I saw my penis still erected and throbbing red but covered in a slick sheen of my semen as well as my groin splattered with the same.
Quickly my mother ran a clean cloth over me before covering me up and leaving the room instantly.
I knew why but couldn’t comprehend it, even as I lied there naked.
In that moment of clarity I knew what I had done was wrong and what my mother had done was wrong and that things would never be the same again.
When my mother returned to the room about an hour later her eyes were rimmed red and it was obvious she had been crying before she informed me that Diane agreed to be my caretaker for the duration of my healing and that I would be living with her.
Even at eleven years old I knew that was fair and simply told my mother “Okay.” And she left my room.
The next day my mother helped me dress but didn’t help bathe me and Diane picked me up to go stay with her.
Yet my mother wished me goodbye and told me she loved me and that she’d come to see me whenever she could and so that made me happy that I hadn’t fucked up our relationship completely.
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