Carol was sitting on the couch with her friend Jenny and her son. They were watching all the Terminator movies back-to-back.
After looking at her son a few times Carol finally asked, "No date tonight, Travis?"
"Nah," Travis said, shaking his head.
"Why not?" Jenny asked.
"I don't know," Travis said, looking away.
Carol and Jennifer were in their mid 40's a bit on the heavy side with big breasts.
Travis was in his early 20's, not enrolled in school, fat as well and wore glasses. He could be handsome if he lost weight and got Lasik.
"You do like girls, don't you?" Carol asked her son, poking him in the side.
"Don't, mom, that tickles," Travis said.
"Answer the question. Do you like girls?" Carol asked again, poking him even harder in the ribs.
"Mom, stop. Come on!" Travis said, getting mad now.
Jenny joined Carol. It just looked like too much fun not to. Now, both women were poking and tickling Travis and asking if he liked girls.
"No! Alright, mom!" Travis shouted. "I think I'm gay."
"I see," Carol said. Then she whispered something to Jenny, and she nodded.
"Since gay also means happy, let's continue the fun and Jenny and I will have a 'gay-old time' tickling you," Carol said.
Before he knew it, Jenny had pulled his arms over his head, causing his shirt to pull up, while Carol sat on his legs and proceeded to tickle his bare, fat belly.
Travis was only wearing a T-shirt, sweats and underwear.
He bounced and laughed a high-pitched laugh as his mom tickled and dug her finger into his belly button.
"Hey, I can't tickle him because I'm stuck holding his arms. We need to tie him up or something," Jenny complained. Travis was too exhausted to even try to escape.
Carol ran and got some ropes and after removing his sweats, Travis was tied to the couch and was once again tickled by both women.
Carol tickled her son in the armpits, while Jenny tickled his feet, legs and thighs.
"Hey, Carol, I'm pretty sure your son's not gay," Jenny said.
"What's makes you say that?" Carol asked.
"That," Jenny said, pointing to Travis's crotch. It was clear he had a boner. Jenny then reached out and tickled his balls through his underwear.
"That's because you're tickling his balls. I'm sure it'll go away if I tickle him there," Carol said. To prove her point she came down and joined Jenny at her son's feet and started tickling her son's balls.
Travis's cock actually got harder.