The alarm rang sharply in my ear. I was thankful it rang when it did, for it brought me out of a very disturbing dream. The dream started as most of mine do, but took a turn to the strange.
In my dream I started out slowly running my hard cock in and out of one of the female assistants that I work with at the computer repair store. My balls were beginning to tighten, a sure sign I was going to cum. One moment I'm looking into the face of the new chubby gal who works the counter and the next I'm gazing into the eyes of my very own mother. The next moment I'm ramming my cock into some man's ass. What started out as a dream of sex, became a nightmare.
I laid on my back and waited for the sleep to leave my eyes, acutely aware of my still hard cock. I reached down and slowly began stroking my cock as I tried to picture the new chubby gal, Joan lying under me. With one hand stroking my cock. I reached with my free hand and took the lotion from the nightstand. I squirted a helping onto my cock and hand as I continued to stroke it. As I laid the bottle on the bed sheets I made a mental note to stop at the Rx store and buy more.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warm feeling the lotion and my hand were giving my cock. Once more I felt my balls begin to tighten. I could feel the cum building and stroked my cock with quick short strokes. Seconds before I came I again had a quick vision of my mothers face. I pushed the image out of my mind as the first load of cum shot from the tip of my cock and landed high on my chest. As the wad of cum hit, the phone rang.
Startled by the phone, I released my grip on my cock and grabbed it with a very slippery hand. Realizing what I'd done I quickly changed hands. As I brought it up to my ear I saw the name on the caller ID.
"Hello Mom." I grunted as the second and third shots of cum landed on my chest.
"Yes I'm awake." I replied as I milked the last of the cum from the tip of my cock.
"No. I'm OK; I just finish doing some exercise." As I brought my breathing back under control.
My mother was telling me her laptop computer had started acting funny and she needed me to look at it for her.
"Mom, did you buy a virus program yet?" I asked, but knew the answer before I finished the question.
"Mom I told you it would get infected. Take it to work with you and I'll stop by this morning on my way to work." I said as I rubbed my lotion covered hand on the sheets.
"Bye Mom." I replied as she began to ask me if I'd asked any of the female workers out for a date and hit the off button on the phone.
After taking my shower I drove to the small antique shop my Mother worked at part time. For some unknown reason the dreamy vision of my mother once again enter my head as I walked into the shop. As I opened the door my mother met me and I felt my face flush and turn red. I couldn't look my mother in the eye.
"Are you alright?" she asked as she handed me her laptop.
"No. I'm having male menopause." I shot back.
"You're only twenty five years old!" she said as I took the laptop out of her hand.
"It's a joke Mom. I have to get to work." I quickly said and spun around heading back out the door of the shop.
"Can you please fix it soon? I'm losing money from my internet sales." Mom stated.
"I'll try." I replied as I closed the door behind me and made a beeline for my car.
As I walked to my car I passed my mom's new BMW. Business was good for her and Grandma I thought to myself and sat down in my 1992 Ford mustang. Since mom and grandma had gone into business as partners, they both had bought new cars. Turning the ignition key I waiting several seconds for the engine to fire. Do that many people buy antiques I wondered and pulled into the flow of traffic?
The twenty minute drive to work was uneventful. Walking into the computer store I first ran into Joan. Joan had only started working for us a week before. That brought the number of employees to seven, counting Bob, the owner.
By noon I had completed all the service requests. As I worked on the computers I reflected on my pathetic existence.
Here I was at the ripe age of twenty five. No girlfriend and never been laid. The closest I'd come to pussy was when I was born. I did get to feel Claire's tit when I attended the graduation party seven years ago. What was wrong with me I thought, as I placed my pen, pencil and handy screwdriver in my pocket protector. Taking off my glasses and sitting them down I knew the answer. I was a geek! Plain and simple. If I ever was to get a date or get laid I'd have to make some changes in my life.
Several of the employees were headed out to lunch and asked if I was going.
"No. I've got to take a look at my mother's computer." I replied to their question.
One thing was for sure. I was good at what I do. In less than twenty minutes I had located and removed thirty virus and Trojans from my mom's computer. I even loaded in a new virus program for her. Now all I had to do was to check and make sure all her programs worked properly. The first one I checked was the DVD program. The program opened and I looked for a video disk on my work counter. I couldn't find one and feeling lazy I checked on my mom's computer hard drive.
"Great!" I said out loud to myself as I found numerous videos saved to the hard drive.
I picked one titled "The Toy."