I somehow managed to drag my legs upstairs where I collapsed on my bed. It took me about half an hour to regain my strength. I went to the bathroom and washed off the sperm off my belly and chest.
I was surprised to realize that instead of exhausted and drained after this monumental orgasm, I actually felt alert and full of energy. I felt like I could run across the town and back with no effort at all, like I could chop down an entire forest. I was thinking of what to do about that, when my gaze fell to our backyard outside the bathroom window.
Mom had been begging me for months to dig her a flower bed around the big oak tree in the backyard. The tools were there but until now I never felt up to the task. Now however was the perfect time.
I hastily put some clothes on and went downstairs. Mother was nowhere to be found; perhaps she went out for groceries. I went outside and grabbed the shovel. I dug and shuffled earth like a madman for at least one hour. Although it was mid October it was sunny and warm and soon I was drenched in my sweat. I took my t-shirt off and kept working.
Our backyard was small, so small that we couldn't possible fit a pool there (which was my mom's dream), but it was surrounded by a high picket fence intertwined with ivy that made it impenetratable to any bypasser's eyes. Our house was the last on the street so the backyard was completely isolated. Last year mom had bought some comfortable reclining chairs and she would often sunbathe in the summer there.
I was nearly ready with the flower bed when I realized that I've had an erection (again!) for quite a while now. It seems that the physical exercise was not enough to funnel my pent up energy effectively. Finally the job was done, so I put the shovel down and laid down on one of the reclining chairs. The warm sun felt good on my body and this pleasant feeling just made me hornier. I slipped my hand inside my shorts and firmly grasped my cock. I fondled it a little bit but then decided to throw caution in the wind and go for the full monty. I took off my shorts together with my underwear and threw them on the other chair nearby. I was now naked with my penis at full mast under the clear blue sky. I started with long strokes going all the way from the bottom of my cock to the very tip of the bulbous head. It felt great.
It seemed that I was lost in a trance replaying the events of the last few days in my mind, so I didn't hear the sound of the door opening behind me. What I heard was the voice of my mother standing beside me.
"My, my, you are an insatiable little monster, aren't you?" she said, looking at me with her arms crossed.
