Christina and Justin did their best to avoid each other over the next few days. Even Ashley and Justin didn't text much. It was simply too awkward.
For Christina, she didn't quite know what to do. Here was this sweet little boy she raised from the time he was six. She watched him grow up. Went to all his baseball games, plays, and High School graduation. She still remembered crying as he received his diploma. And Ashley was like a daughter to her. She had known her for just as long as Justin. They did everything together. To see them in such dramatic context was almost proving too much for Christina.
They were both twenty years old and adults. Christina was not naive. Twenty year olds have sex. It's as simple as that. But he was like her son and she was like her daughter. It was very odd to see them in this very intimate context. And to make matters worse, she learned that her stepson has an extraordinarily large penis. A penis that she was 99% sure her best friend Dana had seen on text messages thinking she was talking to a stranger.
Christina was overwhelmed. But of all the different realizations she was dealing with, one thing stuck in her mind whether she wanted it to or not.
It was Justin's penis.
It's substantial length and girth was something Christina had definitely never seen in real life before. Perhaps not even in the few pornographic movies she had seen. It was truly remarkable. So remarkable in fact that she couldn't get it out of her head. How on Earth did it get so big? She imagined it standing strong with Ashley's tiny little hand wrapped around it. The prominent head, the veins, the giant balls hanging from the bottom. She remembered the look on her stepson's face as he watched his best friend hold his penis in her hand. It was a look of lust and desire. Something she had never seen from him before. She wanted to forget it all, but she simply couldn't. She had to confront it directly.
Justin was lying on the couch watching TV when Christina walked in. "Hey sweetie," she said as she took a seat on the chair, opposite the couch.
"Hey Mom."
Even though Christina was his stepmother, Justin often called her Mom. He didn't recall his real mother and for as long as he could remember, Christina was his mother figure. "Could you turn that off for a second?" Christina asked. "Alexa, turn off the TV," Justin said. The room was now silent.
"Let me first say that I am sorry for what happened the other day-"
"No, Mom it's me who should be sorry. I'm an idiot. I shouldn't have done that."
Christina put up her hand indicating for him to stop. "Justin. I appreciate you apologizing. But you know what? You're a grown man. And this is your house too. I shouldn't have walked in on you two like that."
"Thanks, Mom. I really am sorry, though. Dumb move on my part."
"Thank you, Justin. Now... onto the other topic. Ashley? Justin sweetie, I had no idea you two were... a thing?"
Justin shook his head. "Naw... Ashley and I are just being goofy. She was curious about-" Justin paused, unsure how to proceed.
"About what, sweetie?"
"Umm.. she umm... she was just curious about something." Justin looked down, blushing. Christina took the opportunity to eye her stepson's crotch. The outline of his bulge was visible as his tight shorts were running up his thighs.
"About what?" Christina asked as she crossed her leg and looked back at Justin.
"She just wanted to see. That's all..." Justin trailed off, still looking down.
"Justin, honey... I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be honest with me, ok?" He nodded. "Was Ashley curious about your penis?"
After a long silence, Justin nodded ever so slightly. He couldn't bring himself to look at her in the face. The conversation was incredibly awkward for him.
Christina felt uncomfortable with the conversation too, but felt it important to help Justin feel at ease. Besides, she too had been curious about her stepson's penis. "Justin, sweetheart, it's ok. Justin, look at me."
Justin lifted his head and made eye contact with Christina. She had such gorgeous brown eyes, he thought. Even at forty-two, she showed no signs of age with her smooth and fresh skin. Her brown hair was tied snug in a bun.
"Justin, I'm sure you get plenty of attention for your... umm... your penis. I'm not surprised Ashley was curious too. You're gifted with a very large one." Christina started laughing as she leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms and shook her head. "I mean, my God Justin I think I saw the thing from the kitchen!"
Both of them laughed as Justin became more comfortable talking about it with her. "Yeah, I guess I'm kinda big down there."
"Kinda?!? Sweetie, that's more than kinda. You are one of a kind I'd say."
Justin smiled at her remarks. He was glad the situation was less awkward now and he could relax a bit. He repositioned himself on the couch. He then realized his bulge was probably a little too apparent so he tried to fix his shorts to conceal it better. Christina watched as he attempted to loosen his shorts up. They were simply too tight.
"Everything ok?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's just. These shorts, I think they're too small."
'Or you're too big,' Christina thought to herself. She nodded as Justin continued to try and make more room. She found it humorous how much his bulge was getting in the way. "Justin, sweetheart, do you need some help?"
"I just," Justin kept pulling at his pants. "I can't seem to... I can't get these things loose."
"Here let me," Christina said as she stood up and walked over to her stepson. She grabbed his shorts and tried to shimmy out some more slack. She was now up close and personal to his crotch area. She could clearly see the outline of his dick and balls as he writhed around in his shorts.
"Honey!" Christina laughed. "I don't think there's any more slack. These are too small for you!"
Justin, feeling defeated, gave up. "You're right. I'm just so uncomfortable in them."
Christina stood back up and put her hand on her chin, assessing the situation. "Well, no sense being uncomfortable. Why don't you take those off and we can get a different size for you."
Justin froze. He didn't have any boxer briefs on as the shorts were too small to accommodate them. Plus he didn't have any clean sets because he dragged his feet on doing laundry for so many days. He couldn't take his shorts off now, he was naked! "It's ok, Mom, I umm, I'll just deal with it."
"Justin, stop. Don't be silly. They don't fit you, there's no sense wearing it."
"Mom, I... I'm not wearing any underwear and haven't done laundry yet," Justin argued.
Christina stood there, hands on her hips. "Justin, I hate to say it, but I saw everything there is to see the other day. You don't have to worry about that around here anymore, now do you?"
Christina did have a point. There was nothing left to the imagination anymore. Plus a tiny part of her, deep inside, wanted to see his cock again. She had to satisfy her own curiosity as well as confirm one hundred percent that her best friend Dana had indeed been texting with her sweet boy.
Conflicted, but losing, Justin decided to pull his pants off. They really were incredibly uncomfortable. If Christina wasn't home, he would have them off by now. No sense in not doing that especially since she'd already seen him the other day.
Justin hesitantly stood up and started to undo his shorts drawstring. He then slowly pulled them down. His penis was already filling up with the excitement from this unique situation. His cock lazily flopped out of his pants, hanging well past his large and bloated testicles. Christina's face was in shock. As she stood no more than 12 inches away from his cock, she stared intently at it. It was absolutely the same penis that Dana had shown her in the photo, albeit softer now. "My God, Justin. This is a very large penis," she said as she tried to refrain from laughing.
"I hope you didn't scare my poor Ashley with this!" Christina joked. Justin laughed and shook his head as he picked it up with his hand. He put it back down as they both continued to stare at it.
"Justin, honey. Tell me. How big is it anyway?"
Justin lied. "I'm not really sure, Mom." Christina looked surprised. "You don't? Justin, all men know. Surely you must have measured before, no?" Justin shook his head. "Well, then. I think we should get to the bottom of this now don't you?" Christina walked away and headed for the kitchen. Justin remained standing there in the living room, naked and unsure what was happening still. 'What the hell is going on?' he thought to himself.
"This will do," Christina returned with a tape measure in hand. She and Justin stood in silence, each staring at his jumbo sized phallus. "Can you lift it up? I just want to see something." As Justin lifted his penis up, Christina leaned in, inspecting his balls. "Your testicles are very large, Justin. They look like they're bigger than eggs!" Justin shrugged as Christina continued to study them. "OK, you can put him down again. Let's see what we have here."
"But Christina," Just started. He subconsciously started calling her Christina instead of 'Mom' given the circumstances. "It's not exactly, all the way there yet."
"Oh don't worry about that," Christina said waving her hand. "I have a feeling you won't have an issue there. Now, let's see." She kneeled down to get a better angle.
Next, she pulled out the end of the tape measure all the way to the 5" mark. She placed one end at Justin's soft penis tip. "Well this isn't going to work is it," she said out loud as she realized his flaccid member was much longer than the five inches she had allocated. She continued to expand it until it reached about seven and a half inches. "Seven and a half," she said out loud as she leaned back sitting on her legs. "And it looks like you're still soft!" Christina put the measuring tape in her lap and continued to stare in admiration. "That is one big dick," she said as she laughed.
"I told you it gets bigger!" said Justin as he clutched it with his fist.
