“Oh, don’t be like that. I’m desperate to fiddle his todger. I can’t see what your problem is. It’s nothing weird. I just want to play with it and make him come. A young lad’s balls need emptying every now and then.”

“Jesus, Jessie! You’re fucking weird! Why the hell would you want to wank your sixteen-year-old son’s cock?”

“Everybody else is doing it. All my friends are fiddling with their son’s cocks.”

My face wore an expression of utter shock. “Does Tommy know about this infatuation you seem to have with fondling his genitals?”

Jessie shrugged nonchalantly. “Maybe. I’ve tried sneaking in his room and whipping back the duvet covers. Barging into the bathroom. I even tried pulling down his underpants during a play fight last week. He probably has a good idea of my intentions.”

“You’re a wrong’ un, girl; I tell you that for nothing,” I said, shaking my head in disbelief.

“I’m his mother, for fuck sake!” Jess snapped angrily. “I should be allowed to play with his pudding.”

I snorted with derision. “Well, when you put it like that, Jess…” I said sarcastically.

She sighed exasperatedly. “I knew you wouldn’t understand. I should never have told you.”

Unfortunately, I did understand. Nevertheless, I sat purse-lipped and disapproving while my thirty-eight-year-old girlfriend unveiled her desire to fondle her sixteen-year-old son’s tackle.

I met Jessie Newman in the summer of 2005. A few months later I moved in with her and her son Tommy. The fact she had a son from a previous relationship didn’t bother me in the slightest. However, within a month of moving in, I was witness to an event that would significantly and forever shaped my understanding of the relationship between a mother and her son.

It was a warm autumn afternoon and Jessie had just returned home from watching Tommy play football. They were not expecting me to be there. Being a Sunday afternoon I would usually be down the pub.

Unbeknown to them both, I was in the garage having a sneaky cigarette while waiting for my cab to arrive when Jessie’s car pulled up on the gravel driveway. Furthermore, the garage wall was adjacent to the house hallway, with a little window through which I was peeking and, little did I know at the time, was about to witness a truly magnificent event that would forever change my life.

I was stood in silence, thinking of an excuse as to why I was creeping about in the garage when I heard the key entering the front door lock. Tommy padded through into the hallway, barefoot, boots and socks in hand, wearing just a football shirt and shorts.

She wore rope sandals, revealing a beautiful set of red-painted toes. She was dressed in a yellow summer dress, the hem finishing at mid-thigh, allowing her long and shapely legs to move freely as she followed Tommy into the house.

Tommy’s face wore an anxious expression as he heard the door close behind him. He turned his head to look backwards, his eyes opening wide in surprise as Jessie snuck up behind him and dropped down on one knee. Making sure that she could accomplish her task before he had time to hinder her, she reached out with both hands and grasped the legs of his football shorts. With one swift movement, both his shorts and underwear were whipped down to his ankles!

“Jesus Mum!” he gasped, immediately clasping his genitals with both hands.

Quickly she grasped both his ankles and spoke to him softly. “Now let’s not have any nonsense from you, young man. That ball hit you pretty hard square in the crotch. I’m going to examine that dinky of yours. Now lift your foot and step out of these sweaty underpants.” Her voice was soothing, her tone almost husky as she slid the shorts and underpants from under his feet and stood upright.

“What if someone sees?” Tommy moaned, still covering his genitals, watching with trepidation as his mother tossed the garments to one side. “Can’t it wait till we get upstairs?”

"He's down the pub, darling. He won’t be home for at least a couple of hours.” Jessie smiled kindly. “Oh come on, Tommy, don’t go all shy on me. I’m worried about you. Stop being such a baby. Now lift your arms so I can take your shirt off,” said Jessie, smiling as she slipped her hands under his shirt, briskly slipping the garment up and over his head before tossing it aside. He could not help immediately clasping his hands back over his privates before his mother had time to gawk at his tiny togder.

Tommy turned to face her, keeping his hands firmly at his groin, his head hanging down with embarrassment.

He was shaking nervously as his mother stood back and looked at his blushing face. “Man up, trust me, and let me do what is necessary, Tommy. That was a nasty knock you took today. All I want to do is make sure everything is as it should be.”

Tommy sighed resignedly, his face flushing to an even deeper shade of red at her words, knowing that in a moment he would absolutely die of embarrassment.

“Now take your hands away from your willy so we can get this over with.”

She observed, with a grin of triumph, the tentative uncovering of his tackle. His penis, she noticed, was small and shrivelled, surrounded by a sparse sprinkling of hair. His testicles, rather than hanging down, nestled like two ripe plums between his thighs.

I was absolutely dumbstruck at the scenario unfolding before me. I could see Tommy’s penis and testicles quite clearly, as could Jessie. Her eyes floated eagerly over her son’s body, carefully inspecting his naked form for the first time in several years, looking pleasantly surprised at the way his body had developed.

“Oh,” she sighed, disappointedly. “It’s all shrivelled up, babe. Just relax and I’ll see if can warm him up a bit. Then I can take a proper look.”

Jessie dropped back down on one knee and, with calculated coolness, sandwiched her son’s shrivelled penis between the palms of her hands. She rubbed them together, her soft hands gently rolling her boy’s captive member back and forth, looking up at his face as she carefully stimulated the tiny organ, encouraging the flow of blood.

A gentle sigh escaped Tommy’s lips. “Oh, Mum. You’re touching my....”

“Yes. Don’t let it worry you, sweetheart. You’re all shrivelled up down here. I’m just breathing some life into the little fella,” said Jessie softly, her voice gentle and soothing.

The arousing sensation of his mother’s hands, intimately rubbing his penis, was too much for his delicate emotions. To his surprise, he felt a mighty throb in his penis and a warm, tingling sensation envelop his groin.

Tommy’s body trembled with sensation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as the soft and gentle hands coaxed his shrivelled up willy to a gentle swell.

Jessie released his penis and tapped the tumescent organ with the tips of her fingers, watching her son’s cock sway from side to side, before looking up at his face. “Take a deep breath now, darling, I’m just going to have a quick fondle,” she whispered in a soothing tone.

As his mother’s eyes dropped to his genitals, Tommy could not help gazing down at her slender fingers, watching avidly as she brought a hand up between his legs and closed her fingers delicately around his scrotum. He flinched with shock as her palm cupped his balls and held them like a bag of sweets, weighing them in her palm.

“Just relax, babe,” added Jessie. “I’m just going to examine your willy and gonads.”

He gasped loudly at the sensual contact as he felt his testicles being lifted and warm fingers take hold of his penis, which, although still flaccid, was now plump and slightly engorged.

It seemed almost like a ritualistic gesture as she took a firm hold of the very tip of his penis between thumb and forefinger, lifting it away from his body before inspecting it carefully. Smiling widely as she allowed the fingers of her free hand to toy with his testicles, gently and playfully rolling the soft orbs around inside their smooth sac.

Tommy’s body trembled with sensation, feeling an almighty throb from his penis as his mother slowly skinned back the foreskin, revealing the shiny corona of the sensitive head beneath. He gasped loudly as he felt the skin retract further until it was stretched taut, her other hand still playfully toying with his balls, stroking and squeezing and bouncing them delicately with the tips of her fingers.

She felt the penis quickly stiffen to a full erection, feeling the blood rushing between her fingers, as she slowly manipulated the foreskin up and down the shaft, punctuating the stroking of his penis by gently squeezing his balls in a similar rhythm.

“Mum!” snapped Tommy urgently. “You’re making me…”

“Just relax, darling, nearly done,” she said distractedly, feeling an almighty thrill of excitement rush through her as she realised Tommy was on the brink of climax.

“I’m…gonna…cum…” gasped Tommy, his words coming in short, sharp gasps between indrawn breaths.

Abruptly Jessie let go of her son’s genitals and looked up at him, ignoring the look of disappointment on his face. She tapped the rock hard column of flesh with the tips of her fingers and watched it bounce up and down, astonished at how large his erection was for a boy of his age, noting the fact that his naked body was trembling with emotion and his eyes were almost pleading with her to continue.

She gazed down at Tommy’s twitching cock, drooling from its extremity and jutting upward from between his thighs. Her relaxed expression betraying nothing of the acute excitement she had felt just moments before. The silence in the hallway was only punctuated by Tommy’s laboured breathing. She observed his heaving chest and the small shivers that occasionally ran through his young body.

“It looks perfectly all right to me, darling. Is there anything else I can do for you?” asked Jessie, knowingly.

Darting his gaze from her to his penis, a sad doe-eyed expression evident on his face, he was making it perfectly clear exactly what it was he longed for.

Her face was only inches away from the beautifully contoured bell shaped head of his fully erect penis; Jessie’s breath, so soft and sweet, caressed the tip of his cock.

She spoke again, her unknowing expression belying the utter thrill she felt as saw the look of pleading in his eyes. “There’s just one more thing I need to check, baby, it won’t take a minute,” she cooed, slipping her thumbs under the shoulder straps of her dress, pulling them downwards.

She was braless.

Tommy’s gaze was intense as he watched his mother’s ample breasts tumble out. Billowing outwards, they jiggled and swayed from left to right, revealing a pair of erect, milky nipples.

“Mum…Oh God!” his voice trembled as he spoke.

“Let’s empty these plums, then, shall we,” she whispered softly, watching his body quiver as her warm fingers slipped between his legs and cupped his balls.

With her other hand, she pinched the tip of his cock before retracting the foreskin fully once more, exposing the smooth, shiny flesh beneath. She encircled the shaft with a forefinger, holding the foreskin back tightly, before bestowing feathery light caresses around the exposed rim, titillating the sensitive flesh with the tip of her finger, smoothing it over the opening of the urethra and then gently teasing the tiny orifice with the tip of her fingernail.

Tommy reacted involuntarily, his hips jerking back at the agonisingly exquisite, sexual sensation that seemed to engulf his entire nether region. Jessie gave a smile of satisfaction, squeezed the glans of her boy’s penis and then, with slow deft strokes, began to milk him with her soft fingers. Sensually rolling the foreskin up over the sensitive head and then back down again.

Her milking motion soon had Tommy gasping for breath and every sinew in his body as tight as a guitar string.

“Oh, Mum!” he exclaimed. “It feels too nice! I’m gonna…” His voice a long, drawn out wail of utter delight as wave after wave of intense pleasure gripped him.

“Come on, Tommy, let’s have a nice big cum!” snapped Jessie excitedly.

He moaned loudly and thrashed his hips, but his mother held him firmly between her fingers, squeezing his ball hard at the moment of climax.

She watched as the thick fluid began to flow, moving herself a little closer and positioning her breasts beneath his cock, catching a mighty stream of thick liquid as it erupted from his pulsating member.

“There we go,” she said nonchalantly.

He was beside himself, engulfed in a myriad of the most acute sexual sensations he had ever felt in his young life; his fingers were stretched rigid as the orgasm reached every part of his body; his lungs felt as if they were about to explode as he gasped for air.

Fascinated, his mother watched as yet another stream of semen erupted from the tip and onto her tits. Tommy’s climax seemed to last forever as his mother’s gentle hands coaxed every last drop of juice from him.

She slowed her strokes as his climax subsided, squeezing the last globules of fluid from the tip and casually bending his cock downwards, wiping the glans clean against the nub of her nipple.

“Now go take a shower, darling,” she whispered, patting him on the thigh.

She watched Tommy make a dash for the stairs; his penis, still stiff and swollen, flapped about wildly, slapping against his hips and tummy as he quickly climbed the stairs.

Jessie took a tissue from her bag and mopped up the semen from her breasts. Then, lifting the hem of her dress to her hips, she looked down at her panties – they were sopping wet!