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Penis Problem


This story begins with a boy. The boy in question, Alex, my son, was sitting at the dinner table with a plate of untouched food in front of him and a sullen look on his face. It was a look I had become familiar with over the past couple of weeks. It was evident that something was bothering the lad, but I was at a loss as to what it was.

Alex and I had always shared a close and affectionate relationship and he had always been comfortable discussing his problems with me, no matter how embarrassing. But this was different. This time I was left guessing and, taking into account that Alex was your typical eighteen-year-old boy, all angst and anxiety, the possibilities were endless.

My husband was a long-distance lorry driver, working away for the next two weeks. This left me home alone with Alex, so I made it my mission to get to the bottom of his anguish before his father returned home. I decided to leave no stone unturned in my quest for answers. I decided to snoop around on his laptop at the first opportunity. That should unearth a few answers.


It was later on that evening, whilst Alex was in the shower, when I snuck in to his room and explored his laptop. Firstly, I found a folder containing a vast array of porn videos. I learned my son had a blowjob fetish. There was well in excess of a hundred blowjob videos stored in the secret folder, most of which featured older women performing fellatio on teenage lads.

Next, and most shocking of all, I found some files within a folder entitled "favourites". This contained a variety of mother-son sex videos. Initially, it was a shock to my system. However, as I began to watch the videos, I felt a strange stirring sensation deep within my loins. That the people in the videos were merely role-playing did not occur to me at the time. As I slipped a hand into my panties, the seeping arousal between my legs was a sure sign the mother-son porn videos were giving me great pleasure. However, my attention was soon turned as I unearthed another little secret Alex had been keeping from me. The problem that had been causing him so much concern in recent weeks: His foreskin was too tight.


I passed all of next morning drinking coffee, lazing around the house and researching my son's penis problem. I browsed a few websites and found that the condition was called phimosis. Although a common problem amongst teenagers, it can nevertheless be very unpleasant. However, as long as the foreskin isn't too restricting, I was pleased to learn that with daily care and attention, and the application of a special lubricant, the foreskin could be stretched accordingly.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to me: a friend of mine, Suzie Chalmers, once confided in me a few years back about a foreskin problem that her son was having. Immediately, I picked up my phone and called Suzie's number to seek advice. After the usual pleasantries, the conversation really got going.

"Suzie, the reason I rang you is I'm looking for some advice. I remember you telling me a few years back that your son had a problem with his foreskin."

Suzie knew what I meant straight away. "Oh, that's right."

"I think my Alex has the same problem. He's been ever so down lately. And after snooping around on his laptop, I noticed he's been looking up a condition called phimosis. What do you recommend?"

"Well, first off, you're gonna have to examine his cock. Test his foreskin. Get him nice and stiff and roll that foreskin back and forth, see just how tight it is. If it's not too restricting, you can cure it yourself."

The notion of manipulating my son's foreskin seemed absurd. But strangely enough, I felt a warm tingling sensation between my legs.

Suzie continued. "The first thing you have to remember is that what you're about to do is frowned upon in society. It's something only us mother's understand. Every mother wants to look after her son's willy, make sure it's all happy and healthy under that little foreskin. We realise that our son's health and well-being is far more important than people's small-minded notions of what is right and wrong."

"So you're saying keep quiet about his treatment?"

"That's right. The treatment you're gonna have to administer to your son's cock is a little controversial."

"I'm all ears."

"First, you're gonna have to strip him butt naked. Any embarrassment between the two of you will have to be put aside. When I was treating my Bobby, he liked me to strip naked too. It lifted some of the tension in the room, made him feel more comfortable having us both completely naked."

The idea of being naked with my son and us gawping at each other's naked bodies was unthinkable. But it sent a bolt of sexual arousal right through me.

"First part of the treatment will be having him lie on his back in the empty bathtub with his legs spread wide open and his feet perched on either side of the tub. Once he's comfortable, switch on the showerhead and direct it at his genitals. The spray of warm water will cause the skin to loosen, foreskin and scrotum, and make the treatment easier to administer."

At this point I was disgusted with what Suzie was suggesting. But my pussy was moistening at the thought.

"The chances are, even after spraying him with water and seeing you naked, his cock will still be flaccid. The embarrassment will still be playing on his mind, keeping that cock from hardening. Now you're gonna have to play with it till it gets nice and hard - and I mean fully erect. The important thing is, when he starts to relax and stiffen, hold the foreskin back tight. This way the foreskin will snag behind the rim of his cockhead once it's erect, leaving his bellend fully exposed. My Bobby liked it when I held back his foreskin with two fingers and caressed his cockhead with the pad of my thumb. With my free hand I would play between his legs, fondling his testicles and giving them the occasional squeeze. That'd make him stiff every time - real quick too."

My head was now a whirl with mixed emotions. On one hand, the notion of stimulating my son's genitals to an erection sickened me. But on the other, my body was responding with sexual excitement.

"Now that exposed bellend is gonna need some lubrication. Squirt a nice big blob on his cockhead and use your hand to rub it in real good. Then start manipulating the foreskin - pinch it between thumb and forefinger and stretch it out. Then try getting it moving up and down the shaft with help from the lubrication."

At this point, I was sprawled out on the living room floor, completely naked, one hand holding the phone to my ear, the other strumming my clitoris like a guitar string.

"Now he's probably not masturbated for quite some time, so you'll have to do that for him too. My Bobby's foreskin was real stubborn at first, and it took a good few weeks before it got moving up and down over the cockhead. So in the meantime, I had him on the bed on all fours with his butt in the air. Then I'd milk him like a cow. One hand would be between his legs, tugging on his cock and balls, milking him like a cow. The forefinger of my other hand would be deep in his anus, right to the knuckle, tickling his prostrate. I assure you, within less than a minute, he'll be quivering like a jelly and shooting cum all over the bedsheet and making a puddle."

I suddenly found myself in a frenzy of sexual excitement. My mind was flooded with deviant thoughts. My emotions encompassed me, heightening my sexual arousal, pushing me towards climax. I hung up the phone and strummed myself to an almighty orgasm.

Even after giving myself the most wonderful orgasm imaginable, still those incestuous thoughts stimulated my arousal. My desires were easily overwhelming my inhibitions as I climbed the stairs to Alex's bedroom. As far as I was concerned, I had more than enough reason to inspect Alex's most intimate area. I was his mother for Christ's sake.

As I eased open his bedroom door and ogled the pale flesh of his scrawny body, I knew this was an opportunity not to be missed. He was still fast asleep when I pulled back the bed sheets to expose his bottom half. He had on a pair of boxer shorts and I noticed the buttons were undone at the front, leaving an enticing and welcoming entrance hole in which to sink my fingers.

I reached into his underpants and let my eager fingers fish out his flaccid penis. It was gorgeous, so smooth and unblemished, soft and warm. I couldn't take my eyes off it as my fingers casually fondled the chipolata. As I grasped the shaft between thumb and forefinger, I deftly rolled back the foreskin, exposing the purple tip to my leering eye. I felt pleased with what I saw since the foreskin felt quite loose. I then proceeded to slip the foreskin back and forth several times, exposing and covering the shinny head beneath in rapid succession, just to test for tightness.

I cannot find the words to describe the pleasure I felt as I casually handled my son's willy, nor the fright I got when I looked up and realised he was wide awake and looking straight at me with a look of horror on his face.

"What are doing?" he snapped.

"Alex! You gave me quite a start."

Alex jumped out of bed. "Were you playing with my privates?"

"Yes, but for good reason."

"I knew you were. I was awake the whole time."

"Look, Alex, I know about your foreskin problem. I was concerned for you. I just wanted to see how bad it was."

"What? How do you know about my foreskin problem?"

"Never you mind how I know. It's not important. Let's not deviate from the matter at hand, which is you have a problem that requires immediate attention."

Alex sighed loudly with a look of resignation on his face.

I continued, "Now, as far as I can see, you have two options. Option 1: We take you to the doctor, let him fiddle about with your willy before referring you off to hospital for surgery."

Alex gasped with shock. "What sort of surgery?"


"Oh no."

"Option two: You let me, your ever supportive, caring, loving mother, pull down those underpants, assess the situation, and see if I can do something to loosen it myself."

"But you'll see me naked and touch my..."

"Yes. So what? We're both adults, darling. Let's try acting like it. And besides, judging by what I just observed, there doesn't seem to be a major problem."

"It's worse when it's stiff," he replied meekly.

"Does it make it difficult to masturbate?"

After a moment's hesitation, shyly and apprehensively, he replied, "Yes. I've not...you know...for at least a couple of weeks. The problem seems to have worsened of late. The foreskin gets really tight when I get a stiffy."

"Well, maybe I could help you masturbate."

He stared at me, slack-jawed and goggle-eyed. I don't think he could quite comprehend what I'd just proposed.

"And if me seeing you naked bothers you," I continued, "maybe you'd feel more comfortable if I remove some of my clothing, too."

"Jesus!" he squeaked.

"Come on, sweetheart, drop those underpants and let me get a look at that dinky," I demanded sternly. "I won't take no for an answer."

Then, much to my delight, Alex took a deep breath, closed his eyes, put his arms down by his sides, and said. "Go on then. But please be gentle."

A rush of excitement hit me like a ton of bricks. My heart thumped a tattoo in my chest as I approached his young, fresh, heavenly body. The anticipation tore right through me and my legs quivered at the prospect of sexually stimulating my son's genitals.

"Oh my God!" he gasped as I grasped his boxer shorts and whipped them down to his ankles with one swift tug, exposing a small, shrivelled penis surrounded by a tidy forest of hair.

As I dropped to my knees, Alex was acutely aware that my face was only inches away from the soft dinky dangling between his legs. Knowing he had a penchant for blowjobs, I had a sudden impulse to take it in my mouth and suck it hard and gobble his balls. However, I stifled the urge and raised my hand to touch it instead.

Nonchalantly, I cupped my hand under his scrotum and fondled his balls with gentle fingers. His ball sac immediately puckered tight and drew up towards his groin. I could feel his body tremble at the intimate contact as I smoothed my fingers around the wrinkly sac, stroking his plums with gentle caresses, tickling them with the tips of my fingers.

"Oh, Alex, this scrotum sac's full to bursting," I observed. "You weren't kidding about not being able to masturbate. First and foremost, I think these testicles of yours need to be emptied."

Taking hold of his flaccid penis with my free hand, I trapped the shaft of his cock between thumb and forefinger before pulling back the foreskin taut, until it would stretch no further, baring the shinny mushroom head beneath. I was not surprised to feel it pulse in response to my sensuous touch.

"Does that feel nice, baby?"

"Yeah," he sighed blissfully.

My hand then moved steadily backwards and forwards, rolling the foreskin back and forth over the glans, until I felt his penis throb and begin to harden. Alex's slim body shook and shivered with sexual arousal as my hands casually and elegantly stimulated him to a full erection. I made sure the foreskin was fully retracted and snagged behind the rim of the head before it reached its full eminence. Then I closed the palm of my free hand delicately around his testicles and squeezed his balls. I heard him gasp at the sweet sensation as I tugged and fiddled with his swollen ball bag. Within a minute he was as stiff as an iron rod with the helmet-head fully exposed.

"Now we're talking," I chirped. "Nice and stiff, just how we like it." In a moment of excitement, I pinched his cock at the base and moved my fingers from side to side, making his stiff willy slap against his thighs, causing him to jump and judder as his cock slapped against his legs.

Satisfied that he was now fully erect, I stood up and put an arm around his shoulder so our bodies were touching and my soft breasts mashed against his face.

"I think we'd both feel more comfortable if I slipped off this blouse and bra. Wouldn't you agree, darling?"

Before he could answer, I deliberately let the exposed bell-end of his penis graze against the material of my skirt.

"Argh," he gasped, as his body juddered violently. "God damn, that part's so sensitive!"

"Oh, babe, I'm sorry. I didn't realise you were so sensitive," I whispered in his ear.

"That's a result of the glans being cooped up inside that nasty old foreskin for so long. The purple head needs regular fresh air and stimulation in order for him to desensitise to contact."

He looked up at me and smiled coyly, blushing bright red.

"Right, we have plenty to be getting on with. There's no time like the present," I said, unbuttoning my blouse then slipping it from my shoulders in one fluid movement to expose the soft mounds encased within my white lace bra.

Alex drew in a long, deep breath as I reached behind and, with one hand, unsnapped my bra and slipped the straps from my shoulders, baring my plump breasts to my son's leering eyes.

"Wow! T-t-t-they're incredible," he stuttered nervously.

"They feel even better," I said, sitting down on the edge of his bed and patting my lap. "Come on, don't be shy. Let's have you laying across my lap."

As he lay back on my lap, I scooped him up like a baby, cradling him with his head in nook of my left arm.

He stared nervously at my breasts as they hung enticingly close to his face. Forcing his head to one side and coaxing his mouth on to my nipple, I said, "There, that should keep you occupied while I'm masturbating you." Then, trailing my hand slowly down his body, I placed my outstretched hand on his stiff penis.

The foreskin was retracted and I felt his cock throb against my palm as I rubbed him intimately with my hand.

"And feel free to use your hands to fondle my free titty." I grabbed his hand and directed it to my free breast.

As Alex suckled and fondled furiously at my tits, I grazed my thumb back and forth over the exposed head of his penis, making him shiver and shake, flooding his body with exotic sensations.

"Just relax," I said reassuringly. "This is the best way to desensitise the glans penis."

I smiled to myself as I moved my thumb to the underside of Alex's bell-end, encircling the sensitive flesh with the pad of my thumb, caressing the banjo string.

He sighed deeply at the heavenly sensation I was eliciting.

I could see Alex was wrapped in an aura of sexual delight. His hand frantically mauled my breast, pinching it, pressing and pulling at the erect nipple, squeezing hard one moment, fondling tenderly the next.

I tightened my grip on his stiff penis, encasing it firmly in my palm before scoring my thumbnail over the tender opening of his helmet-head.

This time he cried out and his body shook uncontrollably. His hips bucked wildly in an attempt to escape the sensuous torment and I felt his teeth bite down on my stiff teat. I cried out with the exotic pain and immediately went back to gently gliding my thumb over the slippery head of his cock.

"Oh no, you're gonna make me..."

I pinched the throbbing head firmly, making pre-cum ooze from its tip. My thumb and forefinger squeezed and released the mushroom head in short sharp bursts of pressure. I increased the pace and pressure, rapidly squeezing and releasing the sensitive rim faster and faster.

His whole body stiffened.

"Come on, Alex. Let's empty those balls. I want to see a nice big come!" I snapped excitedly.

He screamed as his body locked into a paroxysm of exquisite sensation. I felt a deep, hard, throb pulse through his penis and I watched avidly as he teetered on the edge of climax. His cry of sexual delight was like music to my ears as my expert hand nonchalantly nudged him over the edge.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna explode!" he groaned.

I watched as semen erupted from the tip of his penis and splashed his stomach, coating it with a thick rope of goo. I did not ease the pressure on his penis, nor did I ease the vigour with which I pinched the wet, slimy head of his cock. Wave after wave of sexual desire tore through me as I watch him ejaculate. Alex wriggled and writhed on my lap, his mouth wide open and gasping for air, his body locked in a paroxysm of delight. Spurt after spurt of semen jetted on to his tummy as he unloaded two weeks worth of spunk. He gasped and his body jolted with every squirt.

My hand movements slowed slightly to prolong his orgasm until he was spent. A puddle of white fluid formed on his body, trickling down his sides and onto my legs. Finally, after thirty seconds, his orgasm abated and his penis stopped ejaculating.

"There we go. I bet that feels better," I sighed, squeezing his shaft to extract the last dregs of cum from his dwindling cock.

"Oh God," he gasped, his breathing heavy and laboured. "That was fucking amazing!"

"Okay, baby. If you enjoyed that, you'll love what I have planned for tomorrow," I said, in a calm tone of voice as if nothing out the ordinary had happened. "Tomorrow, when you arrive home from college, strip off your clothes and join me upstairs in my bedroom."

Still fondling my tit absentmindedly, he stared up at me, looking intrigued. "What are you going to do to me tomorrow?"

Looking down at his scrawny body, I scooped a blob of cum from his tummy onto the tip of my forefinger. "First, I'll use some lubricant to alleviate the tightness of your foreskin."

He nodded his approval.

My hand drifted down past his cock and balls, between his legs and found the cleft of his buttocks. "Then I'm going to give you a prostrate massage."

"What's that?"

To answer his question, I thrust my spunk-covered forefinger into his anus.

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by Anonymous03/16/18

a 5'er

Very good, very enjoyable story about a guy with an enlightened mom. Very well done.

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by chytown03/14/18

Hot Fun Read****

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Only one “r” in prostate

The common grammatical errors with possessives and plurals , etc are easy enough to ascribe unattended auto-correct, etc, but this is one that is hard to let go. Prostrate means to lie face down, makingmore...

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by Anonymous03/13/18

Great story

In quite a few less severe situations mothers have helped with her son's problems. "Son's health and well-being is far more important than people's small-minded notions of what is right and wrong." more...

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