Jesse's Story -- Pt 11
I awoke in the morning feeling pretty bad. I had a big hangover and my body felt like I was beaten up pretty badly. Everything ached.
I staggered toward my bathroom and Mother walked in. Looking at me, she gasped. "You look terrible, baby," she said to me, "You must have had a tough time at your party."
"I feel really bad," I moaned to her, "My head hurts and I feel like I lost a fight with a gorilla."
Mother yelled at Dad and when he came in, she told him to fix a hangover cure. She took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom. She put me in the shower and turned on the water, making it pretty hot. It felt good on my aching body. Suddenly, she turned the water to very cold. I squealed and tried to jump out, but she held me under the water. Then she turned it back to warm and then back to cold. She did this about six times. Finally, she took me out of the shower and dried me off.
Dad walked in with a large glass of red liquid. Handing it to me, he said, "Drink it all down." I did, realizing quickly it was tomato juice based.
Dad took the empty glass and left. Mother took my hand and led me back to my bedroom. "Lie down, on your belly," she said.
After to lay down, she began to massage my neck and shoulders. It felt wonderful. She continued, rubbing and massaging all the way down my body, taking extra time on my round ass cheeks.
"Turn over, honey," she said.
I rolled over, feeling a lot better already. My cock was rock hard and sticking up. Seeing it, Mother smiled and said, "I guess you are feeling better." She wrapped her hand around my erection and began stroking. She continued and soon I was getting close.
"Oh, Mother," I moaned, "Please don't stop."
As I was about to shoot my load, she bent over and took my complete cock into her mouth. I raised up my hips and shot my load into her mouth. She swallowed as I kept shooting until I collapsed back, spent.
Sitting up and licking her lips, she said, "I hope you feel better now. Let's go see what your father has fixed for breakfast."
"Thanks, Mom," I said as I climbed out of bed, "I feel like new now." I threw my arms around her for a hug. She kissed my forehead and squeezed my ass, then turned and left.
Just then my phone rang and I saw that it was Irma. I answered and just said, "Fuck you. I never want to see you again." And hung up.
I put on a pair of gym shorts and went downstairs. Dad was putting bacon and eggs on our plates and we sat down to eat. I explained to them about the party and how after drinking some punch, I was in a fog the rest of the night and ended up having sex with a lot of the girls there. Both my parents got mad.
"They drugged you," Dad said, "A kind of date rape drug. Made you helpless for them to use you."
"I thought so," I said, "It really makes me mad at Irma. How could she do that to me."
Later, my phone beeped a new text message coming in. The message included a photo -- me and Ricky kissing and holding each other's hard cock. The message said, "I had fun last night. Thanks."
Shortly, I got another call. When I answered, it was Ricky. "Did you get a photo this morning?", he asked.
"Yes," I said, "The night was a blur."
"It was," he said, "Can we get together and talk about it?"
"Sure," I said, "Where and when?"
"I'm home alone this morning," he asked, "Can you come over now?"
Since he lived only a block away, I said, "Sure. Just let me put on a shirt and I'll be right over."
I pulled on a tee shirt and slipped on a pair of sandals. I told my parents where I was going and headed out. It was a quick walk to his house.
When I knocked on the door, he answered wearing only a pair of shorts. He looked pretty rough, probably the way I first looked this morning.
"Wow," I said, "You look terrible. Like I did this morning."
"How did you get better so fast?", he asked.
"Let me do you," I said. "Go get into the shower, hot water. Let me make a phone call and I'll be there."
He went upstairs and I called my Dad and asked him to make his special drink for Ricky. He said he'd bring it right over. I waited ten minutes until he got there.
I took the glass from him and headed upstairs. I could hear the shower running and went that way. I walked into the bathroom and saw Ricky, behind a clear shower curtain, standing under the hot shower.
"My Dad just dropped off a special drink for you," I said as I pulled back the curtain, and stared at his naked body for a few minutes. I reached in and turned the water to cold.
He screamed and jumped back. "Why did you do that?", he asked.
"It is what makes you feel better," I said as I turned it back to warm.
"Okay," he said, "But you're getting yourself wet."
"No problem," I answered, giving him a smile. I quickly pulled off my shirt and took off my shorts. Naked, I stepped into the shower with him. He gave me a big smile.
"About that picture," I said, stepping up close to him, my cock hard.
"You are a great kisser," he said, putting his hands on my waist.