Author’s Note: To whoever wrote that last part, thank you! Happy to see I'm not alone with working on this :)
As Jeff managed to slip his still relatively new asset back into his loose underwear after much effort, he began to tuck it between his legs once more so that the his far more constructive jeans could fit properly around his lower torso. However, while performing what felt like a stiff balancing act while doing this, he almost fell over as he heard a knock on the door.
“Jeffrey? Honey, are you okay in there? I heard..... um, some sounds.....”, came the sound of Jeff’s mom. Jeff, happy that he had taken the precaution of locking the door but humiliated at what his mom was probably thinking (even though, technically, he had been pleasuring himself), quickly tried to calm himself so he could answer normally.
“Yeah, mom. I’m fine. I just.... had a good pee. Was holding it in, haha.” Jeff groaned internally, frustrated that that was the best cover up he could have made. Unfortunately, though not to Jeff’s surprise, his loving but intrusive mother gave her already perturbed son more reason to wish he could just start the day over again.
“Honey, it’s..... it’s okay to..... touch your penis. To play with it until you ejaculate. It’s fun and natural!” As always, Jeff’s mom was making an already uncomfortable situation worse by trying to “help”.
“Mom, please....”, Jeff begged.
“No, it’s true! I know you do it! Remember all the times I knocked before I entered your room? I want you to know I’m not mad and that you have nothing to be ashamed about. Just..... next time, try and do it more quietly? I don’t want your siblings to overhear it is all.”
Not wanting to extend the excruciatingly mortifying conversation any further than it needed to, Jeff didn’t protest. “Okay, mom. Love you.”
“Love you, too. Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes. And don’t dawdle! Remember, we have to go to the party today.”
As Jeff’s mom walked away, he was left thinking. Party..... what party? Then it dawned on him. No. No, not today. Not now. Not with..... this, going on between his thighs.
Today was the birthday party of their neighbor’s - the Fergusons - youngest son, and Jeff’s mom had insisted that everyone in the family would have “loved to attend”. This normally would have been bad enough. But the added fact that their daughter, Brianna Ferguson, was Jeff’s crush and someone he was desperate to impress made the situation ten times worse. And not just because his mom would no doubt embarrass him.
Doing up his pants once more and leaving the bathroom, Jeff decided to.....