Mark slept well the next two nights and only admired his mother from a distance. He was going to try and make good on his promise to look for a young local woman or women in order to fulfill his sexual desires. He loved his mother. She deserved better than a barely legal teen, especially one that shot his entire load after only one touch with a bar of soap.
It wasn't easy. She had taken a week off and was going to spend almost all of it with him. Other than the few hours she did work from home, she spent her entire time with him. They went cycling, watched movies and talked over coffee or beer. He even showed her some funny things to do in the video game Skyrim, like decapitate annoying Bards who were singing mid stanza.
Covid still kept people at home for the most part. A new variant was starting to get people nervous. He didn't know if he, or anyone, could go through it all again.
In order to lighten the mood, they watched some of their favorite movies and shows on Netflix. Tonight was Game of Thrones, The Red Wedding episode. Funny how treachery and violence can make you forget your worries and just relax.
Miranda was sitting cross legged and Mark was sitting behind her brushing her hair. She had long, beautiful brown hair and she loved to have it brushed. The temperature had cooled off a bit that night, so they both were in flannel and half covered in a blanket.
"So who did you think was going to finally sit on the throne the first time we watched this?" Miranda asked, "Cersei?"
"I didn't care. Whoever sits on it doesn't last a season anyway. Does the series ending change all that?"
"Don't be such a Cad," she scolded him and reached back to give him a pinch. Much to his surprise, she caught him right on the tip of his penis.
"Yeoww!" She had pinched quite hard.
"Oh Mark, I'm so sorry. I didn't think that would be-" She spun around, flipped the blanket off, and was tugging at his pyjamas. "Hey," he said and started tugging them back up. "What happened to us going back to our privacy?"
He thought it would be funny. She looked like she had been slapped.
He immediately gave her a hug and said, "I'm sorry Mom. I didn't want it to sound mean. I thought it would be funny. I really do think you are right. I should look for someone my own age."
She wiped a tear from her eye and gave him a warm smile. "It is OK sweetie, forget it. I was just caught off guard as I was terrified I might have hurt you. I need to take a look. You better meet me in the tub again but don't run any water."
"Oh come on, Mom, it was just a pinch."
"Maybe you better look again."
Blood was now starting to drip on the blanket from where it had soaked through his pyjamas.
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Miranda was a smart nurse. In some cases elevation and pressure weren't an option to stop bleeding. That meant cold water and pressure. The water got into the tissue and the cold caused the vessels to clamp down. The key was getting the water into the tissue itself. That is why ice never did a thing for a nosebleed except make the mother feel like she was helping.
Mark did not like how she kept getting the cold water into his tissue. Her pinch had caused a tear just below his opening. With a syringe and catheter she kept irrigating the opening. From the inside. The bleeding had completely stopped. What concerned her now was whether the healing might scar the opening closed.
"Honey, we have to take you to the ER."
"I am NOT going to the ER and telling them that my mother nearly pinched the tip of my dick off! You think I have a tough time getting laid in this town now?"
"Why are you being so stubborn?" She asked. "You could lose the entire thing!"
"Then you better have good bathtub malpractice insurance." He looked away. She sighed.
"I'm sorry, Honey. It's my fault. I didn't think your dick would be snaking down your thigh when I reached back to pinch you. Why was it down there, by the way?"
"I was starting to relax."
"You mean you were starting to get horny. I can't believe you are ready to get fired up again this soon after coating this room completely with your sperm just two days ago."
"A man's life is tough, but somebody has to do it."
She rolled her eyes and pretended to gag. "Well then we best make sure you stay a man. If that thing gets infected it may have to be cut completely off."
A look of terror came over him. It was too late. She already had the tube and the leverage to hold him down. It tore at her heart to hear him scream as the antibiotic ointment started to burn. "I'm sorry it burns, but you could try not to be such a baby. I think Hazel might have heard you scream across town."
"A baby! How would you like it if I pinched your nipples so hard they started to fall off and then rubbed some stinging ointment in them?"
"I wouldn't let you do that."
"Oh really, why not?"
"Because someday I might want to show them to you."
That stopped him dead in his tracks, mouth hanging open.
Then he narrowed his eyes and said, "of course you say that when you know I can't get a hard on."
"Are you sure you can't? We could give it a test." She picked up the bar of soap and winked at him.
"Oh you better hope I never catch you."
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Mark suffered for a few days but then started recovering quickly. She brought him home antibiotics to take by mouth but still insisted he use the ointment after taking a pee.
Her skill had done wonders and a week later he had a perfectly normal, albeit sore, penis. She felt bad that her week with him seemed a waste, so she convinced her manager she needed another. It meant more work from home, but she didn't mind.
She was just finishing things up for an evening when she decided it was time for a more pleasant night with her son. They both deserved some mischief.
Mark was curled up in his room catching up on some studying.
"You know they don't really expect you to do that over the summer. They just assign it to laugh at anyone who actually turns it in."
"Maybe wayyy back when you were in school. Did they really have things called books back then?"
She lunged forward. He pulled his old knight's costume shield over his groin. They both roared with laughter.
"That reminds me, we better make sure that opening is OK. Why don't you pop into the tub and I'll be right in." She didn't know whether the gentle tugging and pulling she had done in the past had done the trick but his opening had healed just fine. That was not her real intention this evening. Mark had been put through a lot and she intended to give him a reward.
"Oh Mom, you know it is fine. You just want to make me suffer because I actually do my homework."
"For that comment you actually will suffer. In the tub on the double. I'll be right in. After I find Hazel." They both laughed again.
