following after him. Jack closed the door to the bathroom and slid down to the floor against it.
“Yeah mom, I just have to get some water.” Jack’s hand moved as though it were possessed by a demon, pulling his hard cock out of his boxers and running his fingers over it. “You can… go back to bed.”
“No, that’s okay,” said his mom, through the door. “I’ll wait for you.”
I can’t even get her out of my thoughts to masturbate, not when she is always so close by.
“I, I’ll be out in… just a second!” Jack’s hand began to stroke up and down the length of his erection. He saw his mother in his mind’s eye, still only in bra and panties, slowly pushing herself in closer to him.
“Are you sure you don’t need any help?” asked Rebecca, in her sweetest, most motherly voice.
“No… mom.” Jack tried to picture anything, anyone else. He thought of girls from his school, of porn stars and internet cam girls. In every instance, regardless of how different the woman looked, when he turned up to see her face, it was her.
Mom…
“We’ll make it through this, Jack,” she said, just loud enough to make it through the door. “I’ll help you through it. I’ll do whatever it takes, whatever needs to be done.”
“Mom,” he replied, his voice breathy and sex tinted. “You, you shouldn’t do anything.”
Jack’s hand was moving faster, and faster. He wanted her to be there with him in the bathroom, and paradoxically, he wanted her to be further away.
“I will do it, sweetie.” Her voice was full of love and parental determination. “I’ll do whatever it takes, whatever you need. So don’t worry, just relax, and let me take care of you.”
Jack stifled a groan as he felt himself pass over the line. His cock began to erupt like a geyser, and it was all he could do to catch each blast of seed in his free hand as the pleasure took hold of his body.
Mom… I need you.
“Honey? Are you sure you’re okay?”
Jack was lying on the bathroom floor, still at the mercy of the afterglow of the orgasm. With it came something else, something that he didn’t want to feel, something truly hard for him to internalize.
He had just masturbated to thoughts of his own mother and enjoyed every second of it. Guilt and shame flooded into his mind, replacing what had been arousal and lust only seconds before.
“I… I just need to uh…” Jack bit his lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood as he flicked on the bathroom’s light and walked over to the sink. “I just need wash my face, and then I’ll come to bed.”
“Alright, Jack,” said his mom. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
There was a mirror on the wall above the water faucets, and Jack stared into the eyes of his reflection as he scrubbed his hands clean.
Everything has changed, both in the world and inside of me.
CHAPTER 5
The rest of the night went by relatively uneventfully. Jack spent another couple of minutes in the bathroom collecting himself before heading back out into the main room. His mother’s breathing was even and regular, and when he climbed into bed next to her, sleep came easily enough.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d been asleep for when he awoke. Rebecca was climbing out of bed, and it took Jack a minute to catch up with everything that had happened.
The asteroid strike… The world is still over, isn’t it?
He blinked his eyes open and glanced over to the other side of the main room, where his mom was wiggling into a pair of tight jeans she had pulled out of storage. Jack chastised himself internally, feeling even guiltier as he realized that his morning erection was actually enjoying the show.
“Good morning, honey,” she said as she pulled a long sleeve purple blouse over her bra clad breasts. “Did you manage to sleep well last night, after…?”
After my little sexual meltdown? Does she have any idea what I ended up doing in the bathroom?
Jack nodded and tried to bring his thoughts back