"What's wrong with you, Mr. Squirmy?" Alison's younger brother couldn't seem to sit still. It seemed like he was always on the couch watching TV, but usually he just sat there like a lump.
"Oh my god sis. My balls are itching like crazy. I can't take this much longer." As he spoke, Jared's hand reflexively went to his crotch and scratched, as if to emphasize his plight.
"Well, put some crème on it or something. Geez. It's not rocket science."
"I did. It didn't help. It's just getting worse."
"You big baby. Just wait for the crème to work. You'll be fine."
"No sis. It's been almost a week. It's just getting worse."
Alison let out a loud sigh. She was used to taking care of her little brother. With mom working long hours and dad out of the picture she felt like she'd raised him. But she'd hoped he'd be a bit more independent now that he'd graduated high school. Instead he seemed to have digressed, just sitting around the house. "Alright. Let me look at it."
"OK." Jared reclined on the couch and spread his legs like he was ready to be examined.
"Nice try moron. I'm not going to undress you. Just drop your pants and let's get this over with." Alison was used to seeing her brother wearing very little, at the pool, mowing the lawn, whatever. Although she hadn't seen his penis in many years. She wondered how well he'd developed. Alison was a very curious person, some would say nosy. Her brother rarely provided any juicy info. She was pretty sure he was still a virgin, or at least awfully inexperienced.
Jared fiddled with his belt and then slipped off his shorts and boxers in one quick motion. Then he quickly took of his shirt and spread his legs wide apart to give his sister a full view of his rash.
Alison sighed again. "Um. Yeah. You didn't need to take your shirt off for me to see your rash. Whatever." She then focused on the rash. It did look pretty bad although it was a bit hard to see through the forest of pubic hair. Apparently he missed the manscaping bandwagon. But even through the forest it looked like the rash covered his balls and most of his penis. Yuck.
"Ok, you definitely need to have that looked at by a professional. Do it tonight. Umm, just to be sure, why don't you make your wiener hard for me." Alison loved to tease her brother.
"Uh, ok sis. Sure." Jared wasn't sure why his sister wanted this, but it wasn't a problem. He closed his eyes, grabbed his penis, and started to gently rub it. It felt good. And he'd never been watched before. He kind of liked that. He started to fantasize about Annie, a cutie who worked at the Subway down the street.
"Oh my god! You're gonna do it. Gross. I was just fucking with you. Stop that and put your clothes back on. Geez you little perv."
Jared was surprised. He immediately stopped masturbating and sat up straight. He actually liked their little exchanges. "Mmmm. I kind of like doin' the nudie thing. It's comfie." He leaned back, settled into the couch, and crossed his legs. "Whatever, freak boy. You do what you want. I've got some work to do upstairs. Don't bug me." She gave her nude brother a final once over, turned, and left the room.
Jared watched his sister as she let the room. She still had on her work clothes. He caught himself watching her ass as she left. The skirt and jacket really accentuated her natural curves. What the hell. She was his sister. He did need to get this rash fixed. It had been keeping him in a constant state of mild arousal, with his cock and balls tingling all of the time. He was pretty horny. His sister was certainly ok looking, but not crazy-hot like some supermodel. His hand absent-mindedly wandered back to his cock, which he began to stroke.
Masturbating took his mind off the itch. It felt good, he hadn't cum in days. Jared was hard in no time and was well on his way to a massive orgasm, again thinking of Annie, when he heard the garage door going up. Shit. Mom is home early. He quickly gathered up his clothes and got dressed.
He had just pulled all of his clothes on when his mom opened the door from the garage. Jared was always happy to see her. She'd looked pretty much the same as long as he could remember. She was always put together. Her shoulder-length hair straight and jet black. She wore the perfect amount of make up, it accentuated her features but was virtually unnoticeable. She wore a white lab coat over her blouse and knee-length skirt. Her glasses really completed the "hot librarian" look. Although in this case she treated patients rather than shelve books. Jared often wondered why it had been years since she'd last dated.
"Hey mom. Can you take a look at something for me. You know. A medical thing."
"Sure sweetie. What is it?" She put down her purse and briefcase and started looking through the day's mail.
"Um. I've got this rash. Uhh. Between my legs and such."
"Sure. I'll give you some crème for it. Hopefully clear it up in a couple of days." She walked over to the bar and poured herself a glass of wine, her usual after a double shift at the hospital.
"Umm. I tried that. It didn't help. Alison looked at it and thought it was bad, that you should see it."
His mom chuckled a bit. "You let your sister look at it? You must be hurting. You'll never hear the end of it. Ok, well, hop in the shower and clean your crotch area really well. Get the water good and hot. I'll grab some ointment from upstairs along with some clippers. I don't want to further irritate the area by shaving it. But I'll trim the area really good and then apply the ointment. Be there in a sec." She left and headed upstairs.
Jared went to the downstairs bathroom, turned on the shower, and slipped out of his clothes again. After the water heated up, he jumped into the shower. He followed his mom's directions and spent some time cleaning his cock and balls. Unfortunately, old habits die hard and he inadvertently found himself stroking his soapy cock. He started to get aroused and his mind wandered to the fact that he would soon be standing stark naked in front of a woman who would be fingering his balls and rubbing cream into his cock. His cock was fully engorged before he caught himself and realized he was fantasizing about his own mother. Jared felt an odd mixture of repulsion, curiosity, and arousal. He fought the arousal but to no avail. His cock was still at full strength.
He couldn't get out of the shower like that. He contemplated finishing the job to get his cock soft again. But he thought that could make things worse if his mom heard him. So he turned off the hot water and endured a minute or so of freezing cold water spilling over his nude body. Even that took awhile to relax his cock. And it was still at about half mast.
There was a knock at the door. "Everything ok in there?" His mother's voice knocked him back into reality.
"Uh. Sure mom. Just finishing up." He turned off the water and got out of the shower.
His mom was standing in the open doorway with a pair of clippers. She'd changed from her work clothes into a T-shirt and shorts. Her skin ivory skin was smooth and creamy and her bare legs, which she rarely showed off, were shapely and toned.
"Ok, towel off and then come over here." She sat down on the toilet seat and motioned for him to stand in front of her.
Jared's mom began to trim her son's pubic hair. She worked efficiently and precisely and with a clinical detachment.
She noticed that her son's penis was partially erect and appeared to be growing as she worked. But she knew this kind of thing frequently happened with male patients. Especially young men. She knew this was a perfectly normal reaction without even really thinking about it.
She had to lift his testicles several times to trim his taint and had to move his penis several times to reach all of his pubic hair. She briefly held Jared's penis between her thumb and middle finger as she trimmed the hair at the base of his penis. He hands were warm and soft. She'd not put on gloves, this was her son after all, not some strange patient.
Jared was now fully erect. His penis was between five and six inches long and less than a foot from his mom's face. She didn't seem to notice it as she concentrated intently on her work.
At this point, Jared was desperately trying to think of anything but sex. He was obviously aroused. And was still turned on from the masturbation session that ended prematurely upon his mother's arrival. But he was embarrassed for having a hard on in front of his mother. Which did nothing but exacerbate his arousal.
"Ok, it looks like the rash continues down a bit," said his mom, using her best bedside manner. "I need to get a bit further between your legs." She moved a trashcan over toward them. "Ok. Put your left foot up on the trashcan. You can put your hand on my shoulder to steady yourself if you need to." Jared complied as best he could.
