Growing boy- 2

Around nine o’clock, Eric took a bath. He made sure that his crotch and dick were thoroughly clean. His cock stiffened as he lathered up the growing hunk of meat, and the temptation to lose his load was enormous, but he forced himself to simply rinse off and hop out of the tub. He dried off and then took a fresh towel into the living room. Spreading the towel on the couch, he slouched down onto the cushions, totally naked; his now softer cock draped over one thigh, its head resting on the towel.

An hour later, Eric heard his mother’s car in the driveway. His half hard cock sprang to quivering attention as if it were a pet eager for someone to come home and play. For a split second he was worried that she might have brought her date home with her. He hadn’t thought about that. In fact he hadn’t really thought through any of this. He almost jumped off the couch in a panic, but he didn’t. He just grabbed his cock and felt its very reassuring iron hardness.

He heard the sound of her key in the lock, and then the front door opened. The front door was in full view from the couch, but Eric kept his eyes on the TV as his mother entered. He had settled on a movie showing on one of the women’s channels. On the screen, an older woman in a revealing dress was languidly stroking the bare thigh of a younger man.