You probably need to read chapter one for chapter two to make any sense.
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The ride home from Deanna's Office was a quiet one. Carol was still trying to rationalize everything that transpired. She felt ashamed of the feelings she had when she was holding Chris's cock. He was her son, women are not supposed to have these feelings for their son.
"What was she going to do? How was she going to react after they get home? Would he want her to help him tonight? If he did, could she control herself?" Carol wondered.
Her train of thought was broken when Chris said. "Mom, you just missed the driveway. Are you alright?"
"What? Yeah I'm all right, I was just thinking about our new situation. That's all." Carol told him.
After turning the car around and finely arriving at home Carol told Chris, "Why don't you take a shower while I will get dinner started. "Will spaghetti be all right with you?"
Chris answered. "I'm famished, Spaghetti sounds great."
While Chris ran upstairs to take a shower, Carol began making the spaghetti. While stirring the spaghetti sauce, her mind kept taking her back to Chris's cock. The more she tried to forget it, the worse it got. It was a magnificent cock. She could see it in her hand and it felt so good. Worse yet, her pussy was getting wet just thinking about it.
Meanwhile, Chris was in the shower thinking about what had transpired also. His cock began to harden at the thought of his mother jerking him off. Thinking of his lovely mother, he started stroking his cock when a violent pain jolted him at the base of his penis. Screaming from the pain he fell with a loud thud in the shower.
Hearing the commotion upstairs, Carol turned the stove off and ran upstairs. When she entered the bathroom Chris was curled up in a ball on the shower floor wrenching around in pain. "Honey, are you alright? What happened? Carol exclaimed.
Hurting and embarrassed, Chris stammered. "It uh, happened again; uh, uh, while I was taking a shower my thing got hard and uh, uh, all of a sudden I had a sharp pain in my midsection so I fell down.."
Climbing into the shower to help him Carol said. "I'm calling Deanna and have her come over right away. First, we need to get you up and out of this shower. Do you think you can walk?"
Assuring his mother the pain was subsiding, he began slowly pulling himself up from the shower floor. When Carol put Chris's arm over her shoulder to help him up, the water continued cascading down upon them. Carol was soaking wet when she finally got him to his feet.
As she helped into his room Chris could not ignore the way her wet blouse clung to her tits. He wanted to reach an out and touch them but knew better of it. Looking at his beautiful mother's tits had his cock hardening yet again. He tried to think of something else but his mind kept betraying him and his eyes would wander back to her tits.
When they reached his bed Carol helped him to lay down. Noticing his hardening cock she asked him. "Honey, are you hurting right now? If you are, tell me exactly where the pain is so I can tell Deanna."
"I'm not hurting right now but when I was in the shower the sharp pain started at the base of my cock err, I mean of my penis. It was almost like someone shoved a knife into it." Chris answered his mom.
Looking at Chris's big hard cock Carol knew she had to leave the room soon or it wouldn't be long before she had it in her mouth. She said. "I'll be right back, I'm going to call Deanna and tell her what has happened. Don't do anything until I get back."
Carol rushed downstairs and called Deanna, excitedly she told her. "Deanna, I need you to come over quick! I need your help! Chris had another episode while he was taking a shower! He said it felt like someone stabbed him in his penis! What do I do?"
Trying to get her sister to calm down, Deanna explained. "Everything's going to be okay. It's going to take me a little while before I can get there. Listen to me, you are going to have to help him yourself. I know it's going to be awkward but you have to help him. His symptoms are a little more severe than I first thought."
"I don't know if I can go through with it. He's my son for god's sake. Lord knows I would do anything for him. I just don't think I can handle it by myself. Can't you come right away?" Carol pleaded with her sister.
Reassuring Carol there was nothing immoral about what she had to do, Deanna told her. "Listen to me, Chris has a medical condition. He needs your help. Quit being such a damn prude! It's not like you're going to be fucking him! Just get some lotion and jerk him off! I'll be there soon as I can."
Stunned at the way her sister talked to her, Carol hung up the phone and went to her bedroom to get the lotion. Thinking to herself, 'She doesn't understand. I'm not appalled at the thought of jerking him off, his cock is beautiful. It's been so long since I had a real man, I'm afraid I'll enjoy it too much and end up fucking my own son.'
Still conflicted, Carol took her wet clothes off and put on her bathrobe. Putting the lotion in the pocket of her robe she started down the hallway to Chris's room. Just as she turned to enter his room she realized she had forgotten to put on a new set of underwear. She wondered to herself, 'Did I really forget or did I do it on purpose? Please God, give me the willpower to behave myself.'
Chris was lying on the bed, his massive cock bouncing up and down on his belly. It looked like a demon serpent calling to her. She knew deep down in her mind that the minute she put her hands on it, her willpower would wane. Standing in the doorway admiring her son's magnificent cock was making her pussy wet. She couldn't imagine what was going to happen after she touched it.
Chris's cock was every man's dream, except for the pain. Not only was it long, it was thick. Back when he went to high school all of the guys called him horse because of his big cock. While it gave him a certain status among the guys it worked against him with girls.
He dated regularly and had his share of girlfriends but when they saw his big cock, most of them shied away. Only one girl ever even attempted to let him fuck her, Mindy Carson. Chris had barely put the head of his cock into her before she started screaming for him to take it out. After the embarrassing episode with Mindy, Chris decided to wait until college to try and fuck another girl.
While waiting on his mom, Chris kept thinking. 'College was supposed to be fun. How am I going to finally get laid, if every time I get a hard-on, it's going to hurt like hell. I sure hope Aunt Deanna can cure me.'
When his mom came through his bedroom door, he could see the look of trepidation on her face. Thinking his Aunt Deanna must have told her something bad about his condition, he sat up in the bed and asked. "What's wrong, am I dying? Oh shit, that's it I'm dying! Go ahead, tell me the truth! I can take it!"
Upon hearing her son think he was dying, Carol rushed to him and hugged him tight. She told him. "No son you're not dying. Everything's going to be alright. Deanna will be here shortly. She explained everything to me and I know what to do."
"But mom, I saw the look in your eyes when you came in here. You looked like it might be the last time you ever saw me. If there's something wrong I want to know. Please, just tell me." Chris implored.
Looking into her son's eyes Carol explained to him why she was looking at him that way. "Honey, you're not dying. You have to realize you have a rare condition. Plus it's not normal for a mother to have to do what needs to be done to make you well. I'm just a little nervous, that's all. Just lay back and let mommy make you feel better."
After explaining her feelings to Chris, Carol took the lotion out of her robe and squirted it in her hand. She started vigorously rubbing her small hands together. When she felt the lotion was warm enough, she gently started stroking his cock.
