"Mom, can I talk to you about something personal?" Kurt asked.
Kurt was a healthy, muscular 18 year old. The second oldest of six children, he had always been close to his mother.
"Of coarse you can, love. What's on your mind?" She answered.
"It's not really an easy thing to talk about." Kurt said.
A look of worry fell across Helen's face. Helen was a matronly beauty. She was 5'10" with long legs, wide birthing hips and unusually large bussoms. This was not suprising for this 39 year old mother however, especially since she was 9 months pregnant with triplets. As one would imagine, Helen was huge. Her belly was the size of a fucking beachball, yet despite her pregnancy, she managed to stay in great shape.
"Kurt, sweetie, just tell me what's wrong." She said warmly.
"I have a problem with my...you know, my..."
"Your penis?" His mother added.
"Yeah." Kurt said.
"What's wrong with it, sweetheart, is it okay?" Helen asked.
"I don't know, I just don't think it's working right." Kurt said.
"Okay, are you not able to get an erection?" She asked.
"No, no, it's not that. It's just that, well..."
"Sweetie, come on, you have to talk to mother about this. Don't be shy about it, this could be serious." Helen said.
"Kids at school talk about orgasms and stuff and well...I've never had one." Kurt said.
"Well, have you ever tried to give yourself an orgasm?" His mother asked.
"Yeah, I try all the time, sometimes for hours, but I just can't. I don't know what to do." Kurt confessed.
"Well, that sounds like a serious problem. Maybe I should make an appointment for you to see Amy." Helen said.
"Amy? Why?" Kurt exclaimed.
"Now, love, I know she's your sister-in-law, but she's also a sex therapist. She handles problems like this all the time." Helen said.
The truth is Kurt lusted after Amy, even before she and his oldest brother had gotten married a year ago. Amy was a striking image of Nicole Kidman and along with his mother, had fueled Kurt's sexual fantasies for a long time. Kurt had often imagined his mother and Amy taking turns sucking his cock, their tongues dueling for position on his meat.
"I'll set an appointment for you tomarrow morning." Helen said.
The next day Kurt was taken by his mother to Amy's clinic and as they sat in the waiting room, Kurt stared at his mother's enormous belly. He couldn't believe she could fit three babies in there. He watched her boobs as they shifted and swayed with her movements. He couldn't imagine breasts being any larger, any more inviting. Helen knew her son was watching her. She just dismissed it as normal teenaged behavior. Amy came out of her office and greeted them with a hug. She was stunning!!! She and Helen dressed nearly the same, wearing skirt's and high-heeled slip on's that left nearly all of their pretty feet and toes exposed. Kurt often wondered how is mother, being so big with child, could walk in such dainty little high-heeled slippers. Amy and Helen giggled like school-girls as they all entered Amy's private office. It was a comfortable little room with a leather sofa and a strange kind of examination table. Amy invited them to sit on the sofa and she sat across from Kurt and his mother. As Amy crossed her long thin legs, Kurt couldn't help but gaze and marvel at how they just went on forever.
"Kurt, your mother told me about your problem. I want you to know that I'm a professional and whatever takes place in my office is completely confidential, okay?" Amy said.
"All right." Kurt answered.
"What you have is a form of erectile disfunction. The good news is this can be reversed, but it's gonna take some therapy, which is why I wanted your mom to bring you in." Amy said. "I'm gonna tell you right now that because of the nature of your problem, the therapy is going to seem very awkward, but if you want this to go away, you have to do exactly what I ask, is that fair enough?" Amy asked.
"Yeah, sounds fair." Kurt said.
"Good. With your permission, I think it's important for your mother to be here, to assist in your therapy. Is that a problem?" Amy asked.
"No." Kurt answered.
He looked at his mother and she smiled back at him warmly.
"Okay then, what I need you to do is go into the bathroom and get undressed. You can slip into this gown." Amy said.
She handed him a sheet-like gown, like the typical in most hospitals. Then she gave a different type of gown to Helen.
