Caught by Mom With My Cock in My Mouth

In my previous story I told about how around the time I turned 12, my penis started growing really fast and really big. By the time I was 13, it was a good nine inches long and very thick, even though I was still a skinny little kid.

It was just a natural progression for me to go from stroking it, which I did about as much as any 13-year-old-boy, which is to say a lot, to trying to get my lips on it. I loved watching blow jobs in pornos. If this worked, I'd be able to both get and give my first blowjob.

Short story even shorter, it turned out to be easy. Lying in bed I just threw my legs back over my head and then, without much exertion, I was able to get about two-thirds of my cock into my mouth and throat. It didn't take long for me to reach orgasm. I came into my own mouth, which was amazing.

Once I figured out that trick, I was doing it whenever I thought I could safely get away with it. It wasn't the kind of thing, after all, you wanted your mom to catch you doing.

Ironically, it turned out to be exactly the kind of thing I wanted my mom to catch me doing.

It was one afternoon after school and I had the place to myself until my mom and sister got back home from her swim team practice, and I made the most of it, stealing a few of my dad's porno magazines and leisurely stroking myself as I looked at the very hot sex in the glossy photo books.

Before too long I got the hankering to suck myself, so I assumed the position and lowered my cock into my increasingly skillful mouth. Before too long I could feel I was on the verge, so I just kept at it, sucking away in total bliss.

To give you the proper visual, my bed was situated against the wall so when you came into the room, you'd see the side of it directly in front of you.

Which is what my mom saw when she came up to my room from the basement with a basket full of clean clothes for me.

In the midst of a huge cum, there was nothing I could do. There I was, my nine-inch boy cock buried halfway down my throat and mom standing there in the now open doorway staring in disbelief. I started to come, streams of come shooting into my mouth and running out the sides down all over my face, while my mom looked on, entranced by the scene before her.

Done, I lowered my legs, not trying to hide my cock, still fully erect, pointing skyward, from my mom's wide-eyed stare. Mom looked at it, looked back at me, looked at it again, put the basket down, walked out the door, closing it behind her.

You'd think I'd have been mortified. That's what I would have thought too. But I wasn't. I was incredibly turned on by my own mom catching me sucking myself off to completion. I had no guilt, no shame, no ambivalence, just excitement.

Later that evening Mom came in to talk to me, ostensibly to reassure me about the traumatic event. She asked me a lot of questions about what I was doing and how I'd come to learn how to do that and how long my penis had been as big as it was now.

But as she described what she had witnessed, her voice gave away her true feelings. I could hear her voice getting all deep and gravelly and her breathing quickening. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who'd gotten turned on by my getting caught.

So I made sure it wasn't the last time it would happen. In fact, it wound up happened pretty frequently.