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?Toby?, I asked, ?why are you in the bathtub? I don?t think you?ve taken a bath since you were ten.?He was now sixteen and it appeared Staying at Home during the COVID-19 outbreak was driving him crazy. He was using the water jets in the tub, possibly the main extravagance in our house. In any case, he was just lying there, naked.?Thought I?d try it,? he said. ?The water jets. It gets kind of boring, you know, mom? Just being home??This was a fair amount of conversation for Toby. I was reminded of him when he was little? literally taking up a fraction of the tub space he now required. Those were the days? although he?s still cute, with a few freckles on his face and shoulders that are a little broader than they used to be.?I know, honey. What are you thinking about, all alone in the tub?? I asked, hoping to draw him out.?Well, sex, I guess. Like always. And lunch. And baseball. And girls.?I hadn?t been expecting him to be thinking about science or math, I guess. Without really considering what I was saying, I asked, ?Do you want me to soap you up??His head came up and he said, ?Sure, mom.?I got the soap and knelt down next to the tub, just then realizing that maybe this wasn?t the best idea I?d ever had. It was more of a throwback to when he was ten. I mean, we?d made love and masturbated together in the past few weeks, but still? I didn?t have Magosa Escort regular sex with Toby and was pretty sure that I shouldn?t, although the thought had crossed my mind more often since we were stuck at home. It could have been a sign of cabin fever.I put the soap in the water and began to rub his chest. His cock immediately began to get hard. I could either quit now or, well, something would happen. I shrugged and kept washing his shoulders and chest.?You?re, uh, getting sort of hard, honey,? I said. ?Maybe I should stop???No, mom, it just does that.?Well, that made sense, actually. Toby wasn?t making his cock hard, he wasn?t touching it or obviously thinking about sex, it was doing it by itself. Wait, that couldn?t be right, could it? I thought about my own body, my eyes, say, which moved pretty much by themselves.?You aren?t telling it to get hard?? I asked. ?You know, thinking about, well, sex? Sexy things?? I was amazed that I was asking my son this after not asking any of the men I?d been with. I guess I didn?t do anything in particular to make my cunt wet. It must be the same sort of thing.?No, mom, it just? gets hard. Lots of times every day.?I let my hand slide down his chest, down his tummy, and touched his cock. It twitched. I wrapped my hand around it near the end and began to stroke it Kıbrıs Escort ever so slowly. Toby closed his eyes, a smile on his face. I was both watching his smile and looking at what I was doing. I kept my hand slippery with soap and water. My hand went nearly to the end of his cock, then back down to his balls. And back.I had to soap up often as the tub water removed the soap from my hand, so I opened the drain and let the water go down to where it just touched his balls. Much better. I cupped his balls with one hand and continued to stroke with the other, still very slowly. His breathing got faster. I lightly rubbed the underside of the end of his cock. His breathing quickened and I felt his balls tighten? I squeezed his shaft near the top between my thumb and forefinger, not hard, but enough that his breathing slowed and his shoulders came back down. A little cum spurted an inch out of his dick and several drops leaked from the end.?Why?d you stop, mom?? he asked.?Just wait a second, honey,? I said, rubbing his balls. ?Just wait.?Maybe fifteen seconds later his cock had become halfway soft. I leaned over the tub, rinsed the soap off his cock and took it into my mouth. Toby?s dick got hard almost instantly, which made me smile, which made me stop smiling when I realized my teeth had grazed him.I Lefkoşa Escort bobbed my head up and down on the top half of his cock. The lower half I stroked with my right hand. I tasted his cum, which was basically just salty, and I smelled soap. I licked the end of his dick. I took his cock to the top of my throat, then backed away. I did this several times, stroking his shaft, sucking, stroking? and he came hard.A burst of cum shot into my mouth and down my throat, I think? anyway, I choked on it. As I pulled his cock from my mouth, a second spurt splashed my face as I coughed. A third stream didn?t quite touch my chin and fell back onto my hand and his tummy. More cum dribbled out the end of his dick.?Oh, wow,? he muttered.?Yeah,? I said, ?wow.?I washed my face with some of the tub water, kissed him on the forehead, and left the bathroom. I?d forgotten why I went in there in the first place. I walked quickly to my room, closed the door and sat at the laptop. I logged into Lushstories.I?m still pretty new here, but I?ve got a couple friends I can talk to, one guy and one woman. The guy was online and I poked him. We started a chat seconds later.We got past the pleasantries and I simply asked, ?I gave Toby a blow job a few minutes ago. Tell me that wasn?t a bad thing.??That wasn?t a bad thing.??You know what I mean,? I wrote, maybe a little angry. ?My son. Blow job. Really???Well, like I think I?ve told you before, I wish I?d had sex with my mom. That she?d given me a blow job. Let me fuck her.??You?ve told me,? I wrote, ?but you haven?t really told me. You want to have had sex with your mother. What would you have actually done??