A Lousy Time
By Mike L
Copyright 2012 by Mike L, all rights reserved
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I feel the need to say from the start I always thought my
mom was the best. It might not be cool for me as a 13 year old to say
is great but really she has totally been there for me even when dad
doesn’t mean she is perfect. I mean she has always been a psycho when
to being clean and bugs totally freak her out. She always kept our
clean you could eat off the floor. Before she would even move into this
last year she had the whole thing practically gutted…new carpet, the
place painted everything inside is new. On the outside it looks like
of these 20 year old trailers but inside ours is the best. And mom has
continued to spoil me although we really can’t afford it anymore, so I
learning to ask for less.
She really has been great, well, that is until yesterday. School
started about a week ago and it has been a warm week. All the cute
short shorts, girls in my old neighborhood never dressed like this,
off tops and bits of flesh showing everywhere…I have really been horny
day…all week! It is so hard to concentrate and even harder to get
relief in our
trailer, the walls are like paper thin.
When I got home from school yesterday, which was Friday, I
was so excited that my mom was on the phone with our next store
She is my mom’s new best friend. Her name isn’t “B” that is what my mom
her, her real name is some long polish name so she goes by Ms. B to us
is a single mom, like my mom, but she has two daughters. Alice, the
piece of trailer trash in my wet dreams. She is a goddess in denim
tight tank tops, thank you God for tank tops. Janie is her 11 year old
sister who tries to act like she is 20, she tries to dress like it too.
amazed at what her mother lets her wear. Even though she is an 11 year
who tries to boss me around, I still steal glances at her budding
someday no doubt she will be a hottie just like her sister.
So anyway my mother is on the phone with Ms. B and they can
talk forever. She is so distracted now was my chance to get a little
my room. “Ohhhh..…” I am so hard and so close.
“Mickie!!!! Get out
here!” my mother screams jarring me back to reality. She sounded really
more than mad…I was thinking the house is on fire or something. I
quickly tuck my dripping self in my shorts and dash out of my room to
was wrong. My mother is rambling on the phone as she is standing by the
machine. No smoke, no tornado hitting the park…just my mom waving me to
her with a piece of paper in her hand and a panic filled voice, she is
the phone with Ms. B.
“Listen Honey, take off all of your clothes and put them in
the washing machine… now!” She half yells, half whispers as she tries
calm like she is trying not to lose her sanity. Only to me, she sounds
has already lost her marbles….she hasn’t seen me naked in like a year.
“But mom….” I start.
“Thanks B, please come over I am not sure I can handle
this.” She hangs up the phone.
“Mickie I don’t have time for your games right now…one of
your dam classmates was sent home with lice today….I have to make sure
don’t have them or track them into this house right NOW!”
I am stunned, I just stand there… stunned, my thoughts numb.
“Mickie! NOW dam it!” my mother breaks into my dazed state
(she never curses.) “If you think you are embarrassed now just wait and
stripped when Ms. B gets here….now throw your clothes in the wash and
in the shower NOW.”
I quickly strip…my little self is mostly soft again but
still sticky. I hope my mom doesn’t notice. I dash into the hall
hear the front door slam closed as I run not daring to look back. I
what Ms. B has seen or not. Hopefully nothing.
My heart is pounding in my chest, my head is a mixed jumble
of thoughts, less than a minute ago I was almost climaxing in my room
now I am
jumping in the shower, embarrassed to be seen by my mom and possibly
B. I am so freaked out about possibly having lice…my skin starts
itching as I
stand there waiting for hot water. This darn cheap trailer, in this F’n
park. I start to feel sorry for myself as I frantically scrub my hair
I am so proud and happy to have hair, on my arms and legs a little but
between my legs and under my arms. However right now alone in the bath
seem like new places lice might be hiding to invade my body.
My thoughts are interrupted by the click of the bathroom
door and the rush of cool air flooding into the shower over the top of
curtain. In my rush I hadn’t locked the door no big deal my mom often
the bathroom and would take my dirty clothes and leave me new ones.
“Mom do you have new clothes for me?” I tentatively asked. I
was worried she was mad at me…I felt guilty that she had to yell, I was
embarrassed that she might know I was jerking off before.
“Shit kiddo, this room is like a sauna.” Ms. B laughingly
“Where is my mom?” I ask, my voice cracking to add to my new
sense of nervousness.
“She went to get you some special shampoo sweetie. I am here
to prep you for your de-licing.”
She whips open the shower current. I squeal in surprise and
cover my little self with my hands, my butt to the wall, my eyes wide
Ms. B stares me down with a big smile.
She reaches over and turns off the shower.
“I…um… I can just wait for my mom to get back Ms. B.” I
stammer my exposed flesh turning a deeper red having already been
in my frantic washing.
“No I told your mom I would have you ready when she comes
back.” She commanded “Now come over here and let me prep you.”
I try to back away but the shower is too shallow so I scoot
to the far corner, my butt to the wall, my hands cupping my crotch. I
fall, half sit on the little ledge, where you can set a shampoo bottle
“Mickie don’t give me any trouble little boy or I will tear
you a new one…” Ms. B starts in a cold hard tone.
Just then in bounds little Janie, her pony tail bobbing
behind her in a tight fitting white top, very short pink skirt and flip
“Here mom…I got everything you asked for.” She hands her mom a bar of
pink razor and a tube of something.”
“Can I help Mom?” Janie asks her mom in a sweat tone but the
whole time her eyes are locked on my naked self, drinking in every
inch, a sly
little smile bowing her mouth.
“Not now Honey…go and get me my ruler from the drawer in the
kitchen. Mickie here is about to get an introduction if he can’t start
he is told.” She responds her cold hard tone threatening me.
“Yes Mame.” Janie responds, her smile quickly lost to
obedience as she dashes back out the door.
Turning to me with a stern hard look, Ms. B warns, “You have
one more chance to come stand over here and let me get you ready before
you a new asshole.”
I am so not used to being threaten much less threaten with
physical harm. My mother never hits me.
Fear wins out over my naked shame and I meekly stand before
Ms. B. She rubs the cream from the tube up my legs. She forces my legs
but lets me keep my hands covering my privates for which I am grateful.
turns me around. My naked butt is now available for her view; my ears
cheeks are so red they feel warm to me, I am so humiliated. I now feel
the cream on my butt and up my back.
“Here mom,” Janie returns, I can’t see her but I assume she
now has the ruler.
“Thank you Sweetie. Just set it on the sink.” Ms. B.
I am hoping Janie will leave or Ms. B will send her away but
I hear nothing and can only assume she is seeing my naked butt too.
Ms. B finished my back, shoulders and neck. With my back
still facing her, Ms. B tugs on my forearms and commands, “Mickie dear
you to do your arms and your arm pits, raise them up high for me.”
She pulls my arms up high over my head. I am shivering from
the chill of cool air filling my once warm shower but also from the
being so exposed. My legs are starting to tingle at first I think it is
shame and fear but then I realize it is actually the cream starting to
Before I can ask any questions, Ms. B swings me around by my
wrists. I am now on full frontal display for Ms. B and sitting right
the counter is a smiling Janie swing her bare legs.
My mouth opens in shock I meant to protest but the heat on
my body is growing.
“Ms. B my legs are starting to burn.” I whine and feel tears
in my eyes. The pain is not that bad but the whole situation has
reduced me to
tears. I had never experience such humiliation in my whole young life. Ms. B puts my hands on the
bar for the shower
curtain and quickly rubs cream in my chest and stomach but doesn’t
exposed little self.
“OK dear I will rinse the cream off before it burns you.”
Ms. B responds as she takes down the shower hose and blasts my legs
It was cold but I didn’t care it was relief. Ms. B turns me around and
on my back. I start to cover myself with my hands when Ms. B stops me.
“No Mickie you don’t want any of that cream on your little
dickie, it will burn you something aweful.” She warns me.
It is then that I look down at the water at my feet and see
in horror that my newly acquired body hair is running down the drain.
sinks and my shame begins to well up into anger. How dare this bitch do
me. She swings me around and rinses off the last of my body hair from
arms. She rinses my chest but I didn’t really have any there. She is
spraying my crotch area.
“Don’t want any cream to gather down here now do we baby.” She
laughs. Janie giggles and is fully looking me over.
“I am not a baby.” I yell back in my new found anger.
“Listen here little boy. I am doing you and your mother a
favor, watch that tone with me. I have already been too easy on you
aren’t my little boy or I would have whipped you already. Come over
let me shave your little dickie and you had better hold still so I
you.” She threatens.
“It is so small you don’t want me to cut it off by accident
do you.” She teases and little Janie giggles yet again.
I think she was hoping to embarrass me back into submission
but I was so angry I wasn’t thinking strait any more.
“No you dumb bitch, get the fuck away from me. Don’t fucking
touch me or I’ll cut your fucking tits off. Get the fuck away from me,
fucking cunt.” (Honestly I was so angry I don’t remember what I said
know I threatened to cut her tits off and called her the “b” word
times. I doubt what I said made this much sense. I had heard another
threaten to cut a girl’s tits off at school to another boy. I guess
that is why
I said that.)
I had never used some of those words out loud before and
certainly I had never so such as said “dam” or “hell” in front of my
I mention my mother because of course this is exactly when
she walks into the bathroom. Her eyes open wide and her jaw dropped.
“Mickie?!” she asked in shock and surprise as if there must
be some other boy in the room speaking like that.
My anger faded in that moment and I was now just as shocked
at myself, my little cold naked self shivering in the half second of
that followed. That is before the wrath of Ms. B and her wooden ruler
a new kind of pain across my wet pink little ass.
She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down over her lap as
she sat down on the closed toilet seat. My feet still dangled in the
my head swung down the side of the toilet seat just missing hitting the
counter. I would have hit Janie’s knees if she didn’t separate them as
swung by. I got a clear but quick shot right up her skirt….no
little mound had hair on it but it was thin enough that I could make
slit. I had never seen a pussy before and it looked like a pink little
to me with a slit across the top. I will never forget the look of it
mind was distracted from what I had just seen to focus instead on my
sticking up in the air as I laid naked across Ms. B’s lap.
I remember being embarrassed for being naked, for not being
a ‘man’ and being so easily physically over powered by a woman but I
embarrassed by my mom…she just kept apologizing to Ms. B for my
was like I was the bad child and she was a bad mom while Ms. B and her
daughters were somehow the model. My mother was ten times better than
witch but yet here I was over her lap for being so stupid.
“Wack.” I heard the sound before the deep pain seared into
“THWACK.” Even harder and louder the hits came. I so wanted
to take it like a man, I didn’t want to cry but the pain was too much.
too long I was crying like a baby. I was promising to behave, I was
what I said, I would never speak that way again, I would do whatever I
Finally the hits had stopped but the pain and tears went on
for a while. My mom and Ms. B helped me up. I got a second glimpse up
skirt before I looked into her puppy dog pity eyes, she mockingly gave
a half a smile. Did she know I had just seen her little cuny?
I was defeated and so they easily laid me in the tub with my
legs wide spread, dangling out of the tube this time. The hard tub
comfortable my any stretch but the cold wetness soothed my bottom some.
Ms. B soaped up my
balls and penis and the hair
just above it with the bar of soap she brought, it smelled liked
Ms. B told my mom it helped avoid razor burn. “You don’t
want razor burn on your little dickie do you Mickie?”
Janie giggled. My mom instructed me to thank Ms. B.
“Thank you.” I mumbled.
Ms. B patted my leg and bent into shave away the last of my
manhood. All the soaping up and now her hand on my leg. I could feel
starting to get hard. To be clear I wasn’t turned on but no doubt I was
hard. I tried to will myself to stop which only seem to make me harder
didn’t think I could be any more embarrassed I was wrong.
“Mickie!?” my mother commented in shocked embarrassment.
“Little boys can’t help it, can they Mickie? It is OK it
makes shaving easier…’ Ms. B defended me which only added to my
Ms. B asked my mom to hold my stiffy out of the way. It was
so akward to watch my mom tentatively hold my little self, her blushing
made me feel worse. I didn’t think this could get any worse until my
me so wrong yet again.
“Janie come over here and help your mom finish up I am going to go read
direction for the flea shampoo…” commands my mom as she quickly leaves
the hands of our neighbors. I feel so abandoned by my mom...like she
me under the bus or in this case into the hands of my wicked neighbors
year old Janie in particular.
Janie was only too eager to help her mom. Only Janie didn’t
kneel next to her mother instead she sat on the edge of the tub with
in the tub. Her little painted toes pushed up into my arm pit. I guess
abandon her flip flop on the bathroom floor. I wanted to complain but
foolish as she was now doing me and my mom a favor because my own
too squeamish. It forced my arm up and away from my body adding to my
of exposure. And speaking of exposure, Janie’s knee was pointed down
right at my ear. It was an easy view right up her skirt I knew it
looking. Because I wasn’t looking, I was afraid of being caught. I was
nervous about the lady wielding a blade around my balls.
Oh hell I could not keep from peaking at the mostly smooth
mound with a few sparse hairs that was Janie’s cunt. Janie mean while
stiffy in one hand pinned up again my stomach and the other hand was
out my ball sack so her mom could shave a flat section of it at a time.
and her mom mostly talk to each other about what they were doing but
stealling glimpse at me and giving me a rye smile. She was also not
my stiffy but was ever so slightly gripping it and releasing it.
At one point she gripped extra hard which drew my eyes to
her…She told me without a word she had just caught me looking at her
pussy. I didn’t think I could blush any more but I felt my face grow
Ms. B finished up and as she stood up and walked out the
room she said, “Janie be a dear and rise him while I go find his mom
and have a
“Sure Mom.” Replied Janie to her already out of sight mom.
Before I could move, Janie moved herself on to the edge of
the tub between my out stretched legs but instead of straddling it like
she turned in and faced me. One painted foot on each of my upper arms
them as it were.
She now earnestly had my stiffy and newly shaven balls in
her hands knead them. “I saw you looking up my skirt Mickie….I could
get you in
real trouble you naughty little boy.” She playful whispers.
It is all been too much for me I am instantly leaking and so
about to explode.
“Ahh….” I scream. Only I am not coming like I so badly need.
Instead I am screaming from the blast of cold water as Janie quickly
with cold water from the shower hose…..
My only consolation is as I scramble to my feet while being
blasted is that Janie was getting pretty wet as well. We both can’t
laugh. It felt good to laugh.
As we stop, I notice her breast are so much easier to see
through her wet top, for the first time today some else blushes with
she directs me to move this way and that so she can rinse me I comply.
water is no longer freezing. We hear our mom’s coming, Janie grabs a
covers herself while drying herself.
My mom is now officially more embarrassing than my own naked
little self. She is clothed from head to toe. She is wearing a plastic
cap, a rain coat, rubber gloves, jeans and boots.
“I can handle the rest of this thank you Ladies.” my mom
attempts to show her bravery by dismissing her help although her tone
convincing than I think she meant to convey.
“You sure? Janie and I don’t mind helping.” Ms. B offers. For
the first time I am actually hoping they stay.
But my mom is determined to prove herself after abandoning
Janie and Ms. B give me a sympathetic look as they leave.
Now just to remind you my skin at this point has been
through a lot. I first scrubbed myself pretty good. Ms. B then burned
off my entire body with some wicked chemicals. Then Janie cold water
after nearly bring me to the edge of coming. And speaking of my
had rubbed myself to the near point of coming in my room, followed by
and only spanking of my life up to that point, then Ms. B aroused me
tortured me to near coming. Bottom line I am feeling pretty raw that
point. So when my mom’s rubber gloved hands with RIDX shampoo started
in on me
I pretty sensitive and tender.
I am not sure exactly why my mother started with my
privates, what it is show her control and authority over me? Was it to
part done first? I don’t know, but there I stood with my mom in rubber
massaging my tender balls and dickie with RIDX and sure enough I pull
stiffy. Somehow now without an audience it seems worse. I can’t say it
good and it didn’t bring me close but it did, to my chagrin, make me
actually as hard as ever. I guess all the denial was getting to me.
After my whole body was covered in lice shampoo. I was
physically worn out and emotionally drained. Mom set an egg timer and
room. I thought I would be left alone until the timer was done or at
nearly done. I was surprised me when she came right back into the
a tube and a plastic container with liquid, it looked like an old
water bottle. I had never had an enema before. So I was confused when
me to get on all fours in the tub and lean my head down. I closed my
was so tired I think I might have fallen asleep if left alone. But I
left alone. Next thing I know I feel something cold and wet pushing
asshole. It happened so fast the nozzle on the end of tube which I
notice before was now half way in my ass before I contracted tightly
trying to push it out to no avail. My mom waited a moment and shoved it
rest of the way when my butt relaxed after having tried to push the
object out. I just grunted at the invasion.
“Mom?” I started to ask.
“I am giving you a cleaning out in your bottom dear….it
won’t hurt and we can be sure no lice get up there and lay eggs.” Mom
my unfinished question.
Lice eggs in my ass! I didn’t know if that was possible, I
did know the idea freaked me out I was just thankful to know that this
make sure it wasn’t happening to me. I was ready to be very compliant. As my mom adjusted the
nozzle in my ass a jolt
of pleasure surged through my body. The shampoo which had been starting
on skin was now mixing with a sheen of sweat that quickly began to
cover me. As
I started to feel the liquid fill into my body a warm wave of emotion
through me and the nozzle my mother kept moving around was causing me
through my whole body. I had never felt anything like this before. I
quickly flush and my body was tingling when suddenly, my little dickie
exploding, rocking my whole body. Cum splattered onto the tube and
up on to me. It hit me in the face and all over my chest and arms. The
was so intense I didn’t care at the moment I didn’t feel embarrassed at
mother being there. At that moment nothing existed but me and most
my erupting little member. I would be embarrassed later thinking about
being there but at that moment all thought was gone other than the
the rushing of pleasure; that was my greatest climax ever so far. My
me up from falling over, she was speaking but I really couldn’t make
she was saying. Her tone was soothing though and I vaguely recall it
the phrase “Like father like son…”
Next I felt so tired my mom rinsed me off as I struggle to
kneel there. Before I knew it my mom was helping me up and over the
helped me sit-up as waves of disgusting liquid flushed out of me….it
horrible and I was half asleep half but also half filled with
nest if they were up my ass were now surely gone. Mom cleaned me up and
naked and still damp body to the couch in the living room where I feel
before she even finish covering me with a cool soft sheet.
When I woke it was dark outside but the glow of the lamp
filled the trailer and laughing voices filled the air. Voices! Laughing
from more than my mom. Who was here? They were right over there at the
table. It was female voices. And here I lay naked thank god for this
I recognized the voices…it was Ms. B, Janie….oh shit…Alice
was here too…..I just needed to stay wrapped up in this blanket and get
the hall to my room. My stomach rumbled, despite everything the pizza
kitchen smelled great. I would get dressed and join them for pizza….and
hopefully leave this crazy day behind me.
I was a couple to steps down the hallway closer to my door
when my mom called, “Hey Honey come and have some pizza.” Her soft
filled with concern like she was back to being my normal mom. Her tone
relief to me.
“I am just going to go put on some clothes.” I start to
“No I said come over to the table and eat…” Her voice cold
and demanding…..Alice jumps up and comes over to get me…I assume at her
Bounding over, she grabs my arm and pulls me to the table,
“Your room is out of bounds Kido…” She ushers me to the table in my
toga. Alice wasn’t rough or anything….nothing seemed rough about Alice
all curve and perfume which over powered the smell of pizza like she
powered my will.
I sat down next to her and Janie on the other side….mom and
Ms. B across from us.
Then I got embarrassed again. Alice served me a slice of
pizza while sat there in a sheet. It was hard to eat while trying to
the sheet to cover me. Janie grabbed my sheet and pulled it down off my
shoulders and tucked it into my lap. Now I could eat with free hands…I
topless with a sheet as a skirt. Normally I wouldn’t care about not
shirt…I wish I was more muscular for sure but hey I at least had hair
arms and underthem….now my skin felt so smooth and soft not to mention,
feel the slightest breeze. I felt so much more naked than just a guy
No one spoke at first…I felt so on display as every one
watched me eat. Finally I mustered up the courage and asked in my
tone, “Mom can I please go and get dressed?”
My mom sighed like she didn’t know where to begin.
“Listen Mickie, don’t freak out but all your clothes are out
to be steamed cleaned and your bed room is being bombed to kill lice.”
answered for my mom...
Janie giggled as the reality of my situation sunk in. “But
um…well….what am I going to wear?”
“The best I can come up with is this t-shirt of mine…it is
over sized so it should just about cover you like a mini dress.” Mom
It was an ordinary cut white t-shirt, which I should have
been thankful for…most on my mom’s stuff is cut like a girl’s clothes.
front of the t-shirt however had a big pink ribbon on with the words,
Cancer Awareness Walk” in Bold pink letters.
My mom no doubt saw the look of horror on my face as she
held it up for me and responded “Don’t give me that look it is better
going around in the buff which is your second choice.”
Alice ruffles my hair as she stands up and says, “Hey all
the girl’s will think it’s cool that a tuff guy like you cares about
cancer. It takes a real man to wear this kind of shirt.”
She takes the shirt from my mom and pulls it over my head
and helps me get dressed not like a real man but like a real little
make matters worse Janie helps me with the arm on her side as Alice
the sheet. I am briefly bottomless while I quickly move to pull the
and pull my seat back in. I don’t want to think about whether Alice saw
she did she didn’t seem to care which would be even worse…so I didn’t
my mind go there. The shirt doesn’t even go half way down my thigh.
“Thanks Girls.” My mom smiles at both of them and me. I just
Janie adds a prideful “You’re welcome.”
While Alice says, “No Problem…. Oh Mom, is it OK if I
split?” “Go have fun and thanks for tomorrow.” Ms. B anwers.
“See you all tomorrow….” Alice leaves with a smile and a
wink at me. (Sigh)
“I should head out too. I have to work tonight.” Ms. B gets
up to leave. Janie runs around to give her a hug good bye.
“Be good over here tonight and help with Mickie…Ok?” Ms B
commands her daughter.
“Yes Momma.” Janie answers. It is only then that I realize
Janie is in night shirt.
“Thanks again.” Ms. B says to my mom.
“It is the least I can do since Alice is going to watch
Mickie tomorrow. You sure I can’t pay her?” mom asks.
“No, don’t! You can’t afford it and besides Mickie will help
with chores and it will all be even…right Mickie?”
“Um yeah sure I will.” I have no idea what they are talking
about…I haven’t needed a baby sitter for some time now but it seemed
not to agree.
My mom gives Ms. B a grateful hug and she leaves.
As soon as the door closes though I plead with my mom, “Mom,
what is she talking about? I don’t need a sitter? I stay home alone
“I know Mickie, I know and normally I am fine with you home
alone…but honestly I don’t trust you to not go into your room and
feel a little weird leaving you home alone half naked. So tomorrow you
going to go over Janie’s house until I can come home with your clothes
She continues. “You are also going to be on your best
behavior and be very helpful with chores….You just promised Ms. B. and
she could tan your hide if you don’t behave.”
Janie Giggles. (Why do little girls giggle so much?)
“But why does Alice have to watch me?” I try a second time.
“Alice will be in charge in the morning until Ms. B wakes up
from working the night shift and then Ms. B will be your baby sitter
and I don’t
want to hear another word about this if either Alice or Ms. B needs to
so help me when I get home will wish you had never been born.” Mother
“Now I need to go to work early tomorrow, so I want to shower
and get to bed. But first Mickie get over here and sit on the floor so
can comb through your hair and make sure you don’t have any lice eggs.”
on the floor between my mother’s legs as she started to roughly
Janie offered to do it so my mom could go shower…I would
never have wanted Janie to comb my hair but my mom was being so rough
so angry I was happy to have her leave the room.
The news quickly switched cartoons…and since Janie’s feet
couldn’t reach the floor she wrapped her bare legs around my waist and
her feet in my lap. I couldn’t see anything but it was obvious her JP’s
their ruffled edge were pushed way up and my head rested on them or was
her panties behind my neck, or manybe even less…I couldn’t tell.
As her soft little hands ran the comb through my hair, she
smelled of strawberries. I couldn’t help but remember the sight of her
pussy earlier in the day. Between all of that and her feet in my lap, I
to feel myself getting hard. I so didn’t want to get hard. Janie must
realizes something was wrong my whole body became stiff and I started
a little. She ran her hand along the side of my face and whispered to
me not to
worry that she would be gentle.
I was relieved she didn’t know I was all hard under her
feet. So I tried to play it off and told her that her feet in my lap
comfortable. So instead she directed me to spread my feet out and she
foot on each of my out stretched legs.
My shirt was so short I would be visible to anyone in front
of me but Janie was behind me with my head in the way. I was pretty
couldn’t see me and now she couldn’t accidentally rub her feet against
wasn’t perfect to be so spread eagle but at the moment it seemed the
Unfortunately, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back into
her lap. I was just enjoyed her combing my hair. When out of no where a
blocked the light from the TV and I felt a sudden pressure crushing my
balls. My eye’s popped open to see my mom glaring down at me in a
“Janie are you done?” Mom asked in stern tone.
“Good, go clean up the pizza in the kitchen…Mickie will be
in to help you in a moment.”
Janie scrambled out from behind me as my mom’s foot pressed
down on balls. My stiffy was gripped between her toes as she glared
down at me.
Once Janie was in the kitchen….”Just what do you think you
are doing young man?” mom managed to quietly lecture me to add emphasis
to her displeasure
she increased her weight on my flattening eggs.
“Nothing….honest…” I yelped back.
“Honestly….she is just a little girl but she is the one
being more grownup. No more of this do you understand me.” She wiggles
soft little self to emphasis what she means and presses down harder on
My eyes tears and I feel like I could just about throw up
when my mom releases me only to give a final swift little kick to
point. I roll on my side.
“Go help Janie and if I see you getting all hard around her
again, I just might cut those little boys off you understand me?”
“Yes mame, “ I mutter as I struggle to my feet and stumble
into the kitchen as much to get away from my mom’s feet as to comply
demand to help Janie.
I am partly doubled over and am in little shape to help
Janie but I try to start. I hear the hair dryer start and know my mom
watching and feel it is safe to slump down on my knees to and cradle my
Janie thankfully finishes without me and then helps me to
the couch. She insists on seeing. I am so tender I don’t think I could
stopped her if I wanted…her touch was gentle and kind…..She left and
with a bag of ice wrapped in a towel. She gently eases the ice around
I tearful and quietly thank her. She smiled and wiped my
tears. She also wisely covered me with a blanket and moved over on the
before my mom came back out.
Her stern look at me told me she was still not happy. But
she was able to give Janie a sweet smile and a big thank you for
cleaning up. She
asked Janie if I help to which Janie lied and said that I had helped. Mom then pulled cushions off
the two chairs
and lined them up and put a sheet around them and left a blanket and
me to sleep there.
When she saw me move slowly and saw my ice pack she insisted
on inspecting the damage. She didn’t seem to care about Janie seeing
I guess you learned your lesson but you will be fine sooner than you
you ask me.”
Janie offer to give me the couch as she can see it is hard
for me to get to the floor. Mom pronounces she doesn’t care where we
how, clearly I wasn’t going to me a problem for anyone tonight. She
with a wicked chuckle.
Janie decided she would spoon with me on the couch with her
behind me. She helped hold the ice pack in place. I was asleep in no
was too tired and in too much discomfort to even be worried about the
great that was sure to follow.