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My Bad Flu Last Winter

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Just this winter gone I got a real bad episode of Flu. I was so ill, I had a temperature of 104 at times. In the mornings I was just soaked in sweat, and shivering all over. One time I was so bad that I was unable to wash myself on my own and my mum had to help me. I remember saying 'No' to this as I was developing at the time and was so shy about my body, that I didn't want anyone to see me, flu or not. But I was too weak to resist for long and I needed a wash anyhow. Mum got a bowl of hot water, soap and fluffy towels, and before she started she told me not to be embarrassed about my body, that I was just her little boy and stuff like that.

It was lovely being washed by her. I hadn't been held and fussed by my mum (or anyone, we weren't really a huggy family, and I had never had a girlfriend) for ages. Despite my flu I started to feel really good. When mum started to soap my tummy though I felt the familiar surge of blood to my penis and I was unable to stop myself moaning a little. Mum stopped and said 'I'll be gentle Justin, I know your growing up and it's very sensitive down there now.' Unfortunately this just turned me on, and by the time mum pulled the towels down I was absolutely rigid.

She just said 'Hmm you are quite developed aren't you' and started to soap my trembling shaft and balls. I don't know if it was the fever getting worse but I was firey hot and just moaned desperately. I knew I was going to have an orgasm. My whole body was shaking and my limbs were flailing helplessly. Mum took me in her arms and said 'It's allright sweetheart, it's a normal thing to happen' and held a towel over my penis as it spurted. I let out a tremendous groan and it brought my dad and sister running! Mum shooed them off telling my sister that I was going through something as I was growing up. I just lay there in the bed shaking, tears streaming.

Mum sat by me and stroked my hair, and hugged me. She said I was growing into a man, and what had happened wasn't my fault. She sorted out the mess I had made and got me all cosy again, kissed my head and told me I would need to sleep after what had happened to me. I never forgot the way she looked after me that day, and it is one of my best memories.



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