"Jason! Get up!" Teresa, his mother, shouted.
Jason didn't stir.
"Hey," she said again, giving him a poke in the ribs. He jumped.
"Mom, stop," Jason said, burying his head back under the covers.
Teresa grabbed his arm and held it over his head and tickled his underarm. Jason squirmed and tried to pull away.
"Aww, is my baby boy still ticklish?" Teresa asked. "Coochy, coochy coo," she said.
Jason finally managed to pull away. "Five more minutes and then I'll get up. I promise."
"Five minutes. If you're not up, I'm going to tie you to the bed and tickle the crap out of you," Teresa threatened.
She gave him ten.
Jason woke up to someone poking him in the ribs.
"Mom, stop!" Jason said.
"I warned you. I even gave you an extra five minutes," Teresa said and tickled him under the arms.
"Mom, why are you doing this? Stop!"
"Gee, let me think. You're 30 years-old, unemployed and sleeping until noon," Teresa said.
"Uh, lots of people are in this situation. I lost my job when COVID hit."
"That was six months ago," Teresa said. Then she tickled him under the arms again, causing Jason to bounce all over his bed.
"Stop. Please stop. I gotta pee," Jason cried.
"Well, we know your pits are ticklish, and your ribs, how about your feet?" Teresa asked. She attacked his feet and he jumped and laughed and squirmed.
Teresa laughed. She was having so much fun. Yes, her son was lazy and he was totally milking finding a job. Really, she was just trying to motivate him.
She went from Jason's feet to his knees. And from his knees to his upper thighs. That was the spot. Jason jumped and bucked like crazy, laughing like mad. He was so loud she was afraid the neighbors would notice.
Jason was only wearing boxer/briefs. When his mom started tickling his upper thighs, he felt his cock growing. Oh no, he thought. Maybe she wont notice.
Then she started tickling his balls. "Hey! That's my crotch," Jason said. But he was laughing too. He didn't realize how ticklish he was. It was weird, he hated being tickled, yes it was funny, but the sensation was intense, but who knew it would turn him on sexually. It was a strange fetish and apparently, he had it. The fact that his mother was the one essentially turning him on was another matter altogether.
"Yes, and it seems like your balls are ticklish. How about your pecker?"
Pecker? Did she just say that?
"Oh my God! Are you hard?" Teresa asked.
"I couldn't help it. You're tickling the shit out of me and touching my balls," Jason answered.
"But I'm your mother," she said. "Well let's see how much you've grown in the last 30 years," Teresa said and pulled down Jason's underwear.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Jason, protested.
"Holy shit!" Teresa said. "You certainly didn't get this from your father," she said, stroking his cock. Jason moaned.
"Does it feel good having mommy stroke your cock?"
"Oh shit," Jason said.
"Don't come yet," Teresa said and slowed down her stroking. The she ran her nails up and down his shaft and rubbed her thumb under the head. Jason looked up and was able to see down his mom's thin pajama top. Her saggy breasts were swinging free and her nipples were hard and pressing on the thin material of her top.
"I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come," Jason warned. Teresa locked eyes with her son and soon he started shooting. Cum went on his chest and covered his mother's hand. She kept stroking until his balls were empty.
"Next time get up when I tell you to," Teresa said, back in her mother roll.
"Fine! Now untie me so I can take a fucking piss," Jason said.
When Jason walked into the bathroom his mom was already in there. "Seriously?" he asked.
"What?" Teresa says. "I have to wash my hands."
"Whatever," Jason replies and since he's still naked, just starts to pee. He closed his eyes and tilts his head back. Suddenly he feels a hand wrap around his cock.
"Wow, this feels weird," Teresa said.
"Mom, what the fuck?"
"It's so powerful," she giggles.
Jason does his best to finish.
"What do you do about the drops?" Teresa asked.
"Just give it a couple of shakes," Jason sighs. I'm in the twilight zone he thinks as he stands there while his mother is shaking his cock after she watched him pee.
"Let's just make sure it's all gone," Teresa says, grabbing some toilet paper and patting the tip of Jason's cock, as she knelt down. Then she started rubbing her thumb under the head of his cock again. Jason got hard instantly.
"Mom, stop," Jason said.
"I didn't realize you were so kinky," Teresa said, now stroking her son's cock.
"Oh Jesus," Jason shudders.
Teresa plants a kiss on the head of her son's cock.
The next morning Teresa waits until Jason goes to the bathroom. When he's done, she gives him a few minutes to fall asleep. Then she ties him to the bed again.
Once again Jason is woken to the sensation of being tickled.
"Mom! Seriously! What the fuck?" Jason managed to ask between laughing. He was already naked and she was tickling his inner thighs again. He got hard instantly.
"I have to say, Jason, this is the most impressive penis I've ever seen," Teresa said, stroking her son's cock, while looking very closely at it. "How'd you'd like a blowjob from dear ol' mom? Then she started blowing on his cock.
"Ha ha. You're a riot," Jason said.
"I'll show you a riot," Teresa said and gently bit on her son's cock.
"Ow! Mom. Not the teeth. Not the teeth," Jason begged.