Growing boy-1

Eric had to stifle a sigh. That would only earn him a rebuke. “No one comes over, no cooking, no Internet and in bed by eleven.”

“That’s right,” she said. She opened her purse and pulled out her car keys and cell phone. She held up the phone and twiddled it back and forth in her fingers for Eric to see. “Call me only if there’s an emergency.” A second later she was gone.

Eric played a video game until he grew frustrated and bored. He checked the television listings, but there was nothing interesting on for a while. He decided, however, that there was one interesting thing that he could do. He picked up one of his mother’s fashion catalogs and headed for the bathroom. Even though he was alone in the house, he closed and locked the door.

Taking a couple of hand towels from their rack, he made sure that they were available on the nearby counter. He pulled down his pants and underwear down to his knees and took a seat on the toilet. His cock pumped itself upwards in anticipation from between his legs as he spread the catalog open on the clothing material stretched between his knees.