Remembering the fun he had had with the other boys yesterday, Luke pulled out another blue condom and stretched it over his penis. He was already rigid by the time he rolled the blue latex on and was soon rubbing himself to orgasm. He panted, feeling more pleasure and pressure than he remembered from before, and lasting way longer. Solo or not, the condom was certainly improving his sexual experiences! Maybe it got better every time you used one!
When he finally orgasmed, the semen created a bulge in the latex that lasted only a moment before he started to get younger again. Scrambling up, Luke ran over to the mirror in time to see 14 fade to 13, then 12. He grinned at the boy reflected back at him, having to lift up on his toes as he lost more years. 11, 10, 9... It was so fast! He started to worry that this might take him back even further, but as he felt the gap of missing teeth and shrank down below where he could see himself, the change stopped. He scampered into the bathroom and stood on the toilet seat. The same seven year-old version of himself grinned happily back.
It wasn't until he started to climb down from the toilet that he noticed the splatters of yellow liquid on the floor, and the trail of darkened carpet that led towards the dresser. He had pissed himself and not even noticed! Hopefully, that was just a side effect of the regression. Frowning, he got a towel and awkwardly blotted up the pee as best he could. Pee-pee. That made him giggle, then he shook his head and scowled. It wasn't funny! Well, maybe to a 7 year-old.
He got dressed awkwardly, having a lot of trouble with buttons and laces. He was actually proud to dress himself, and when he joined his mom for breakfast he expected praise. Although she did tell him he had done such a good job, it turned out he had fastened the shirt one row too low and it was lopsided, and his shoelaces were a tangle. Luke dimly realized that he was acting more like a little kid than he had before, but since that was what he had chosen to do today, he decided acting like a kid was OK.
His mom fixed him cereal and milk, with juice, all served in some faded plastic kid's dishes he vaguely remembered. His mom said "I had them up in the attic, with some other old stuff. Figured they might come in handy today." She ruffled his hair, something he might have minded before, but now he just grinned at. "Your Uncle left last night, but he did say that you should be careful with the condoms. It seems that using same kind more than once can make the effects last somewhat longer."
It took a moment for that to sink in. "But... why didn't you let me know last night?"
His mom laughed. "Would you have gone back to being my little boy again if you knew it would be permanent?"
"Permanent!?" Luke was shocked, but also confused. "You want me stuck as a little kid?" Even as he shouted, part of him was happy. "But... I don't want to be 7 years old forever!"
"Oh, Uncle John was quite sure you would grow up again. In normal time, though." His mother ruffled his hair again. "It won't be so bad to be a little boy and grow up all over again. You already have a slumber party with your friend Spencer to go to. And your Uncle gave me some things I can use to make being little more fun for you."
"What... what kind of things?" Luke was still confused, but also curious.