"Chriiiiis!" yelled Mum from somewhere outside the bathroom, "Come on, you'll be late – what on earth are you doing in there?"
"Yeah, just coming – I'm busy!" I yelled back, my mind and body until now lost in the spasms and throes of masturbation, the last small spurt of cum having just been ejected from my cock.
I'd just finished wanking – jerking off as I stood naked before the mirror, watching my hand moving rapidly up and down my persistently rigid shaft until I'd shot off powerfully and abruptly.
I'd been woken this morning ahead of my alarm clock, disturbed by the sounds of my parents obviously energetically making love in their room, then lying there as I let the sexy sounds and the gentle stroking of my hand stir and stiffen my cock. My fairly normal morning stiffness was therefore enhanced and urgent, but then, realising that time was rushing by, instead of having a fuck or jerking off before leaving my bed I'd risen and hurried to the bathroom...which is why I was jerking off there. I'd actually felt frustrated at not having had a chance to enjoy my usual morning fuck so after I'd peed and then washed, with my persistent hard-on bumping against the wash basin, I began rubbing one out, my need overcoming all other thoughts.
Normally in such solitary circumstances I'd have caught and swallowed as much of my cum as I could, but today was different. What had happened was that instead of catching my gushing jets of cum in my hand as I usually did, my orgasm actually came so suddenly that the first shot had just squirted out strongly across the basin where it splashed and stuck against the tiles and mirror and after that I just had to let it continue to spurt and flow and the result was a disaster, which was why I was there longer than I might otherwise have been.
"Damn it, trust her to catch me right now," I muttered to myself, "That's typical!"
My body was still in the throes of my orgasm, still quivering and twitching as Mum's voice reached me and suddenly I was jerked back to my senses.
"Oh damn, ought to get this lot cleaned up, she hates me making a mess," I muttered as I lifted my wet and sticky hand from my cock, "Quick before Mum comes in – she's bound to..."
With my senses now alerted but with splatters, streaks and puddles of spunk all over everything, not to mention over my hand and cock, I gathered a handful of tissues and began cleaning up but my copious sprays and jets of stuff had gone everywhere and I soon needed more tissues.
I dumped the first handful in the bin and was still busy cleaning up, my penis still besplattered with cum when I heard footsteps and a moment later the door burst open and Mum was standing there, looking impatient.
"Come on Chris, for heavens sake!" she said quickly, then, "You're supposed to be downstairs and ready!"
"MuuuuM, I told you I was still busy!" I spluttered, taken aback at her sudden entry, "Anyway, there's still at least an hour before we're due to leave."
"Oh Chris, what the hell? How on earth did you manage to do that?" she cried, now having noticed what had happened, "What's the matter with you – couldn't you have waited?"
We were soon to be heading off across town to an award ceremony for Mum's sister-in-law's daughter Tina and several other girls who had rallied together to clean up their part of town. As with many cities and towns, litter was a menace and with the local authority seemingly turning a blind eye, my cousin and her friends had taken time off work to inspire members of the public to clean the place up. Their efforts had worked so well that local businesses had decided to honour the group and we were naturally being dragged along to support their award this morning.
Our family and Mum's sister-in-law's family stuck together firmly – the two women were the best of friends as were all of us children. There were four offspring from my mother and my brother's wife: my cousin Tina who was 19 and my nephew Paul who was 20 and then there was my own sister who had recently turned 18 and myself, Chris, who was the oldest at 22.
Dad, Mum and her sister-in-law, by the way, were all in their early to mid forties.
Anyway...my sister Debbie had spent the night at her aunt's house to keep Tina company before the ceremony...which was why I hadn't had my morning exercise.
Naturally I'd turned towards the door as it burst open and now, having spoken, Mum froze, her eyes raking up and down my naked body. Then her nose wrinkled as she absorbed the heavy scent of cum in the room.
"For heaven's sake Chris, look at you!" she exclaimed, "Look what a mess you've made and how on earth did you manage to get spunk everywhere?"
I let my own eyes fall to gaze at where the inevitable offence had taken place, only to see a smattering of cum adorning my exposed knob and a thick dangling icicle of cum hanging from the end of my penis; an instrument that still retained much of it's hardness from before the orgasm that had blasted cum everywhere.
"I couldn't help it – I shot off so quickly. I've finished but I'm still trying to clean up," I said, but before I had time to even think, Mum stepped into the room, bent down and slipped the end of my penis into her mouth.
"Ahhh – ohhhh yesss!" I gasped as I felt her tongue slipping and sliding around my knob, "Ohhh Mum, that's nice!"
Mum stood upright again and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then smiled at me.
"How many times have I told you not to waste that stuff?" she said as she licked her lips, "Where's the rest gone?"
"It went all over the basin and up the mirror but now it's in the bin," I said, shamefacedly pointing, "I couldn't help it."
"You should have called me," she said, her eyes still flipping downwards to where my freshly stiffened cock bobbed and swayed, "I really do hate seeing all that stuff go to waste!"
Mum herself was hardly dressed as yet as she stood there wrapped in her short dressing gown. It was loosely tied and assorted bits of the frothy material of her nightie were visible here and there. Her hair was fairly tidy, although not up to her usual standards while her face, while still perfect to me was devoid of her usual array of cosmetics as yet.
"You were busy but you can have some more if you want," I offered, holding up my straining cock, but Mum shook her head.
"No darling, you know what'll happen if I say yes," she said with a smile, "One minute it would be in my mouth and the next you'd have stuffed it up my pussy – I know what you're like and then we'd run out of time!"
"Yeah but...!" I began again, but Mum shushed me.