Sorry about how quickly I ended the last fantasy. I'd been pondering on that story for a while, and once I found a break to go finger myself, well... I took it!
Joseph and Merri visited me a few days ago. Apparently Merri went to a bar, got drunk, and woke up naked in a stranger woman's home. She could probably be used as sexy lesbian fodder... But for now, I'll stick with Joseph.
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Merri looked at the living room clock. It was nearly ten. Joseph was usually up at around eight on the weekends, and she was worried. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she began a slow, careful walk to her son's room.
She lightly rapped on the door, and whispered, "Joseph? You awake?" There was no reply. Slowly, she opened the door.
She gasped.
Joseph was asleep on his bed, fully erect, semen spewing everywhere. His face was red and tight, as if he were straining, and he kept grunting and gasping, his breath catching in his lungs. His forearms flailed as his shoulders and neck refused to move, rotating in strong, sharp angles as he dreamed. His torso, surprisingly well-toned, tightened as he slept, the bare traces of a six pack appearing as he slightly crunched. His stomach had a 'happy trail' of hair leading to a thick bush of pubic hair, and sprouting from there was a thick, dark, meaty penis, standing as straight as it could go in the air a full foot-and-a-half, with the foreskin no-longer existent on the giant cock. Out of the head spewed tons of semen, some shooting a bit into the air, falling down onto his legs or stomach, if not the bed and floor. In between his legs in a massive sack were two testicles currently the size of baseballs full of cum, aching to have the pressure taken off of them.
Merri could only watch as he struggled in his sleep. Finally, he went calm, and stopped twitched. He panted heavily in his sleep, and the color drained from his face, covered in sweat. After a few seconds, his jaw clenched, and she visibly saw his dick become (so she assumed) as hard as steel, until finally a giant wad was released, flying halfway between its exit point and the ceiling, landing in a great glob on his chest.
Joseph opened his eyes, and blinked them rapidly. Merri left the room in horror.
Half-an-hour later, a freshly-showered, non-erect Joseph entered the living room. Both mother and son refused to look at each other.
"Sleep well?" she asked.
"Uh..." he replied.
Joseph walked to the kitchen fridge, and opened it up, looking for something to eat. Finding nothing that could be consumed in less than five minutes, he declared the household had nothing to eat, and returned to sit down on the couch a few spaces from his mother.
Thoughts raced through Merri's head. 'He must not have masturbated lately. Why hasn't he masturbated? Has he been asked not to by Rachel? Or is he impotent now when he's awake? Because he clearly can get an erection! Is he finally turned off about how he looks!'
The telephone interrupted her. Joseph offered to get it, but Merri was quick to stand up. She walked into the kitchen where the phone was, and answered it.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Uh... Is this Merri? Merri
?"
"... Yes?" At this time, Joseph re-entered the kitchen, expecting to magically find something new to eat that he missed only two minutes earlier.
"Hi! Gosh, I... Well, I found you online, on a dating website! Wouldn't you know it that I would find another lesbian woman just a few minutes from where I live!"
"What!" Merri shouted, startling both the lady on the phone and Joseph.
"Huh?" Joseph asked.
"Oh! Nothing, nothing!" Merri cried.
"I'm sorry?" asked the woman on the phone.
"Oh! Just – my son is in the same room right now, he, uh... Scared me!" 'Nice save!' she thought. Joseph began to tear up.
"You... You said that I never scared you...!" He looked down and touched his giant dick, squeezed it, and slammed the refrigerator door shut while running out of the room.
"Joseph!" she cried.
"Who?" asked the woman.
"Look, I'll have to call you back." She put the phone back on the charger before she even got a number, and hurried after Joseph.
His bedroom door was shut. She knocked on it softly. "Don't... Don't come in!" Joseph cried. Merri felt horrible. She couldn't believe that this had just happened.
"Joseph... I'm... I'm so sorry..."
"It's fine, just... Just go away!" he shouted.
She turned the door knob. "I just want to tell you-"
"No mom!" he shrieked, "Leave me alone!"
"- that I'm sorry-" The door was partially opened now.
"Stop!"
"- for hurting your-" She entered the room. She screamed.
Joseph was in a chair, fully erect, semen spewing out of his dick, just as in the morning. He was panting heavily, as if he was running in a marathon, and his body ached with exhaustion. His two balls hung off the chair, swaying with every motion.
"Mom!" he cried, looking up at her both with horror and weakness.
"Joseph..." she said, covering her mouth. "... Can... Can you not... Help yourself?"
He slowly shook his head. He was crying a bit. "It hurts... So badly..." There was blood coming off of his leg. He was holding a bloody pencil. He had tried to get rid of his erection by using pain, but he had failed.
Merri panicked. Then, thinking of nothing else she simply left the room. Grunts and moans emanated from her son's room. She was powerless to help him.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Joseph was gritting his teeth, his hands clawing into the chair as he felt his dick tighten into a painful clench. He continued to gush out, his cum falling onto the ground in a thick, wet pool. Another half hour would pass before his dick would give up, and as if all the blood left it at once, flop down off over the chair. He panted a bit more, and swallowed some spit. His whole mouth was dry. He felt sick.
He pulled up his pants, and left the semen without caring to clean it up.
His mother looked up at him as he entered the room. Carefully, she simply said, "You need to do something about that."
"Like what?"
Merri shrugged. "Whatever Rachel did when you went over to her last."
