My Sweet Sonny is about to come back from college. As always he will find his mother ready for him with food and daily instructions. Mommies have to give daily instructions to their children you see. Considering the children around, completely spoilt brats, my sonny is such an obedient child. I don’t even remember when was the last time he uttered no to his mother. I guess last time he said no to me when I wanted to him to pee before going to bed and he said no, because he didn’t wanted to. That was long long back. That day my sonny had to stand in front of pot, with his knickers down, in front of my instructional eyes, for around an hour or so till he was finally able to emit a drop of two or pee. Since them I have taught my sonny how to behave properly with momma. Such minor incidents do occur in life of a sweet sonny and his loving mother, but except that our relation has been that of an obedient child and a careful mother.
My Sonny and I have a set daily routine. We get up early in the morning, as we have some rituals to do before he leaves for his college. I have instructed him not to wear anything after he gets up in the morning. I guess I will have to confess to you readers that I love watching his small dick dangling in between his tight masculine thighs first thing in the morning.
It is such a sweet sight, our first ritual for the day. These days we have our morning pee together. I simple love the feeling when my hot motherly water falls on my sonny’s mouth and he can wash his face without even opening the water tap. At first he questioned our practice. He even used to complain that my first pee in the morning is such a smelly liquid and washing his face with that leaves him with that strange smell throughout the day. But of course, mothers do not have to listen to every silly excuse their son’s come up with, isn’t it. I made him practice the wash every day till he eventually used to like it and asked for it. So he eagerly lies down on cold bathroom floor and I stand over his face and raise my night-gown under which I don’t have any panty on and I relieve myself on sonny’s face. He has been told to squeal in joy and eagerly make the most of the hot water that I can oblige because he may not get more water to open his sleep-ridden eyes.
Of course he hasn’t relieved himself as yet. I stare at his small childish pee-hose as it looks eager to relive itself of the truck load of water it has collected in night. I gently caress my son’s dick. Oh no, don’t get it wrong, it isn’t incest, my dear reader. I am just verifying that my son’s instrument is in perfect working order and it can raise itself on soft caresses of any lady. I use my soft fleshy palm to get the sonny’s dick out of its slumber. As it begins to rise under my instructions, I use my finger nails to scratch it so as to further stimulate it. Soon it reaches to its full glory, which isn’t much. Unfortunately my son isn’t a well endowed male. And I have made it a careful point for him to realize that those curvy, sexy females founds in streets outside are going to make fun of him and crack jokes on his small stupid dick if they get to see it. My son sticks to his mommy and seeks no other female to relive himself for any such occasional male urges. And of course I happily oblige. It’s my duty as a mom I feel.
But I am not a dick hungry old lady if you think so. Raising my son’s little dick hard doesn’t mean I will give him an easy entry to my now wet cunt. I have already thought of an innovative method to bring his erect penis back to normal. I ask my sonny to bend, hold the wash-basin with his hands and bend as much as possible. I caress his nice manly posterior and can’t resist smacking it once or twice, but as usual it makes him even harder. Then I bring out my large vibrator. I order my obedient son to hold the wash-basin tight as I start pushing the machine to his arse-hole. He can’t take it easily of course. He writhes with pain and humiliation as he is aware of his erect manhood and tearing apart ass. The sweet lovely ass which is meant to be caressed by soft lady hands is now being torn apart by the ruthless battery operated machine. I keep on smacking hard in turns on his either ass-cheeks. He moans in pain, struggles to keep tears and cries in control and in the end, burst out loud and as instructed, asks for forgiveness. His dick is obviously now back in normal position. He thanks me for his daily dick inspection. His face is well washed by my pee and by this time I ask him if he wants more warm water to brush his teeth. He of course says yes and I try hard to pee in a mug to get some cum mixed urine for my son to get his daily tooth brushing.