It's a warm, sunny day. Mom is outside in the backyard, hanging up wet clothes that she took out of the washing machine moments ago. I am currently in the house, playing some video games in the living room. Although, my younger sixteen-year-old brother, Alex, is up in the treehouse. He's been up there for hours, doing who knows what.
When mom is halfway through hanging what is in the laundry basket, she looks up at the treehouse.
'I wonder what he's been up to,' she thinks to herself innocently.
She leaves the basket and decides to go to the bottom of the ladder.
"Hey, Alex, honey...?" she calls out while looking up at the closed hatch.
When she calls out, suddenly, she hears a loud noise. Like something has fallen over.
"Y-Yeah...! Yeah, I'm fine! I'm just, you know, reading some comics... that's all!" he replies back loudly, his voice a little nervous.
"Is dinner ready or something...? I'm sorry to have worried you, mom... Everything is fine!"
Mom blinks curiously. 'He sounds nervous... Is everything really okay?' she wonders to herself.
"Alright, then. Dinner will be later."
She decides to stay down under the tree for a little while. Just if anything weird happens. She sits under the tree as she takes out her phone, casually scrolling through social media. Alex doesn't even look out of the window to make sure that mom is gone. After waiting for a bit, he relaxes again. Alex exhales heavily, now that he feels like he is in the clear again. A strange noise can be heard from up there, possibly coming from Alex.
Mom looks up once again. 'What is that young man up to? I'll check up on him,' she thinks to herself.
She puts her phone away, and quietly makes her way up the ladder. As she quietly opens the hatch door and looks around, Alex is laying down on the pillows that are on the wooden floors. His eyes are closed. It's dark enough, so she can't fully make it out, but she can definitely make out that he has his cock in his hand. Stroking it up and down. Now she can hear his clear moans as he tries to be quiet about it. He doesn't notice her as he continues to stroke.
Her eyes widen. 'What do I do?'
Panic fills her body. Her instincts telling her to get out and pretend that nothing happened, but she freezes up, her eyes fixed on her son stroking his young cock.
Alex keeps his eyes closed, his moans curious and sweet. Even though he is enjoying himself, mom can see that he's slightly struggling.
"Oh wow," he murmurs.
His manhood is exceptionally large for somebody his age.
Mom tries to get a better view for absolutely no reason. She accidentally slips, making noise. A gasp escapes, but she finds her footing once again. She holds onto the ladder, not knowing what to do. Panicking.
Alex quickly breaks out of his trance as he looks over at the trap door that is now open.
"M-mom...!? What are you doing here?" His cheeks turn red.
Mom shivers, "I... I wanted to check up on you..." Her voice trails away as she didn’t know what to say. She just stares at Alex, uncertainty in her eyes. She tries to think of something, but nothing comes to mind.
Alex bangs the back of his head against the wall of the treehouse, looking slightly saddened. He turns on the lights so her has a clear view of his hard, veiny cock that he doesn't even try to hide.
"I've been up here almost threehours to get rid of this thing... I was so close..."
Mom doesn't know where to look. She looks down at the floor.
"I... I'm sorry. I should leave you alone..."
Still shocked by what she has witnessed, she tries her best to hide it. She gives Alex one last look before taking the steps down.
"Mom! Get back up here right now!" Alex calls out angrily as she's almost halfway down the ladder.
"You do something like that and then you just leave..?" he calls out again as he waits to see what her reaction will be.
A cold shiver runs down her spine.