All characters are adults.
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My son is 23. A year ago the army called to let me know Craig got hurt in Afghanistan but was expected to recover after several surgeries and lengthy rehabilitation. His helicopter crashed in a fierce storm. Then they called a month ago wanting to know if Craig could come to my home to stay and get his outpatient treatments at a local facility. I quickly agreed and was thrilled for the reunion.
A week later a medical transporter brought Craig home, and others came by to make his bedroom ready for him and the treatment people who came to the house. I'm talking about a special hospital bed and equipment cabinets and a fridge for his meds. My baby looked a lot better than I expected though I had seen plenty of photos already.
It was so good to see Craig, and we spent the first day chatting and laughing and greeting lotsa old friends and neighbors come to see Craig. Some of his meds were for pain, some for other problems. Me and his daddy worked but I came home at lunch, sometimes, to check on Craig, and it was on one such visit I caught Craig and the home healthcare worker having sex. I freaked and made the woman leave.
When I walked into his room, Craig was laying on the bed with the bedspread pulled over him and there was this big rise in the spread right in his crotch area. I sat on the edge of the bed, to admonish him for what I saw. He asked me if I could get him an ice-pack, first.
I felt his head but he didn't have a fever.
"I ain't gotta fever, momma, I got a major erection that's making me crazy. Maria was helping me with the problem when you chased her away. She get's paid to do that."
I admit I was stunned by what he said.
"It's the meds, Momma, they're fulla steroids and similar stuff, and steroids are mostly testosterone. Testosterone is supposed to rebuild my muscles and such. The doctors make it sound like a wonder drug, but it also makes me horny all the time, and gives me constant erections. I'd show you but you probly don't wanna see."
"Can't you, you know, get relief by, you know..."
"Masturbation?"
I nodded my head.
"It made my skin raw. I can do it for a little bit then it hurts too much. With a woman I don't get the abrasions."
"How often do you need relief?" I asked.
"At night, but not so much as during the day."
"Okay, I guess I jumped to conclusions. I'll call and have them send Maria back."
Maria returned the next morning, and things got back to normal for a few days, till she quit the agency and they had no one to replace her but guys.
"No guys, Momma!"
I talked to the agency but they said the law is the law, and Craig hadda use whoever they sent.
"No guys, Momma!"
I talked to the agency people again but they refused to pay for any females we knew, willing to do the therapy with Craig. And me and Riley didn't have the extra money to pay anyone to take care of Craig three times a day.
I talked to my best friend, Irma, about the problem. She wanted to see Craig.
Craig pulled the sheet off to reveal the top of his thigh and we got an eye full of him.
"Jesus!" is what Irma said, and what I thought.
In the kitchen Irma asked," Is Riley that big?"
I didn't know what to say, I was stunned. Riley was pretty good size but less man than his son. We went back to Craig's room.
"How big are you?" Irma asked. Then, "Lemme see it again, baby."
Craig pulled back the sheet and uncovered himself, then said, "11"
I couldn't believe my eyes. His cock was impressive. It aroused me and scared me. Part of me wanted Irma to take care of Craig, part of me didn't. I hoped it would just go away. Riley wasn't interested, and hadda go outta town for his job. So I moped about and took care of the problem by getting plastered. I lit the fuse on the way home from work, and was lit when I walked through the door. At least I was with it enough to stop and buy Craig's supper.
But first things first, after I walked in the house I got outta my clothes and peed, then put on a housecoat before serving Craig dinner.
"Hey, cutie, how was your day?" I laid his Value Meal bag and Coke atop his over-bed table.
"Boring as usual, nothing on tv but THE VIEW.
Irma stopped by but I couldn't persuade her to gimme a sponge bath. Said she didn't "wanna start something she couldn't leave alone." I suspect she got some when I hadda leave the house. Irma's a real whore.
I was too drunk, still, and not thinking when I said, "Want me to bathe you?"
"If you don't mind and got the time."
I collected the stuff I needed.