Todd kicked his bed in anger. "Damn her anyway."
It was the day after his eighteenth birthday. He had skipped out of going to Church this morning and his mother was furious. She had sent him to his room just like he was a child. When his Dad had left several years ago Todd has thought he would be the man in the house, but if anything she treated him more like a baby than ever.
He flung himself across the bed and stared at the floor. Without thinking he started rocking back and forth and a picture of Lorna Jenkins naked flashed into his mind. He immediately got a boner and it felt good as he pushed it hard against the bed. He got up and got his magazines from the secret hiding place in the closet. Unzipping his fly he arranged the magazine in front of him and got down to business. Engrossed in pleasure he didn't hear the door open.
“What are you doing?”
Todd’s head jerked up from the August issue of “Sex Sluts”. He stared at his mother standing in the doorway. He was lying on his stomach with his hand thrust down between his legs. He had been pretending he was fucking one of the women in the magazine. With his hand tightly wrapped around his cock he was trying to imagine what a woman would feel like.
His Mother strode into the room and stood over the bed. “I said what are you doing?”
Todd felt a hot flush of shame race up his neck and face. He bowed his head and didn’t answer. He realized his hand was still pinned under his body wrapped around his now shrinking cock.
His mother looked down at him with a face like thunder. She was a big woman with large pendulous breasts that were barely contained in her tight blouse. Her brown hair was pinned back in a tight bun. Her hands were on her ample hips and she was standing with her legs astride.
“Turn over.” Her tone left no room for disobedience.
Reluctantly Todd rolled over. His hand was stuck in his tight pants and he tried to pull it out.
“Leave you hand where it is.” His mother put out her hand and grabbed his wrist. Todd winced. She reached down with the other hand and zipped his fly down all the way. Then she folded his pants to each side of the zipper. His hand was buried in the blue underwear she had given him last week. She looked with disgust at his hand bulging in his underwear.
“Pull down your underwear,” she ordered. She was staring right into his face, her lips compressed into a tight line.
Todd started to move his right hand but his mother tightened her grip on it. He took his left hand and grabbed the elastic band. He pulled them down over his hand that was still wrapped loosely around his limp cock. He stopped when his hand and cock were totally revealed.
“Right down,” she snapped and gave his right hand a sharp shake.
Todd pulled his underpants down as far as he could. He felt the cool air on his balls. His mother reached down with her other hand and started tugging at his jeans.
“Lift you hips.”
Todd lifted his hips off the bed and his jeans slid over his bum and bunched around his knees. His mother pulled his underwear down further to join them.
“You were masturbating weren’t you?”
Todd nodded and tried to turn his head away.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you.” His mother slapped his face with her free hand. She was still tightly gripping the hand on his cock.
Todd’s face stung. Tears sprung to his eyes. He turned and looked at his mother. Her eyes seemed to blaze and grow larger, then his tears obscured his vision and all he could see was this large looming figure.
“Did it feel good? Is that why you do such a disgusting thing?”
Todd blinked his tears back. His face was wet. He swallowed the salty taste as they dripped into his mouth.
His mother shook his hand hard moving his cock back and forth. “Answer me. Did it feel good?”
Todd closed his eyes and nodded.
“I told you to look at me.”
Todd opened his eyes still blinking tears.
“Now you disgusting dirty boy, tell me what it felt like.”
Todd opened his mouth but he couldn’t find any words.
“Did it tingle?”
Todd nodded.
“I want you to answer me. Say ‘yes mummy’”
“Yes mummy,” Todd whispered.
“Louder. Say yes mummy it tingled.”
“Yes mummy it tingled.” Todd’s voice was loud in the quiet room. He sobbed.
“Were you rubbing it up and down or pretending you were in a woman?”
“Ah...” the grip on Todd’s hand tightened. He winced. “... ah yes ... I was pretending.”
“You were pretending to fuck a woman?”
Todd stared at his mother. He had never heard her use the word fuck.
“You know what fuck means, don’t you?”
Todd nodded.
“Answer me properly.” His mother slapped his face. Not as hard as the previous time but it still stung.
“Yes mummy.”
“Yes mummy I know what ... Come on say it right.”
“Yes mummy I know what fuck means.”
“Very well tell me what it means.”
“It ... it means ... it’s when a man puts ... his thing ... into a woman.”
