Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 18:47:41 -0400
From: Rose Red <7754.rp@gmail.com>
Subject: Joni Part 1 (TG)

Joni

An erection is a phenomenon of nature - motion without muscle.  An erection
can be one of the most satisfying feelings known to a boy.  It can be the
source of ultimate pleasure and the expression of pure masculinity.  Or it
can be the cause of extreme embarrassment and humiliation.  At the moment,
it was causing Joni the embarrassment of his life.

Joni was 14 and an only child. He and his 34 year old mother had just moved
to Phoenix.  His father had died in a car crash several months ago and the
life insurance had been very generous.  In order to get over the ordeal,
they both wanted to move to the warmer climate and escape the bad memories.
The suburban house they purchased was at the end of a cul-de-sac street and
had a nice swimming pool in the secluded back yard.  It was now September
and Joni was attending his first day of high school.  All went well until
gym class.

Joni was slightly built and rather small for his age.  But he was very
attractive, with blond curly hair and piercing blue eyes.  His only other
distinguishing characteristic was the size of his penis.  Joni was well
endowed.  Even for an adult, his member would have been considered
exceptional - flaccid it was 8 inches and a good 5 inches around (he knew
this through frequent measurements).  But on a 14 year old who stood only 5
foot 6, the penis really looked out of proportion.

Since he had never attended high school before, and had never taken a gym
class, he had never really been nude in the shower with other boys.  As he
entered the group shower, he noticed that he caught everybody's attention.
First they all looked at his face, and then they all began staring at his
penis.  He couldn't help but compare his size with all the others - most
were much smaller than him, some quite small.  Only one other boy had a
penis that would be considered large.  He too was smallish for his age and
slightly built, but it was clear that he was not new to the class.

As Joni got under the water and began soaking himself, it became obvious to
everyone that he was the center of attention.  As he turned his back and
began to wash his front, he couldn't believe that nobody was speaking; most
were hardly washing.  They were just staring.  He had to rinse his back and
at the same time wash his penis - in full exposure to all.  As he did so he
realized that he was getting an erection.  Quickly he turned away to rinse
off his front; the hot water, though, just seemed to cause more
stimulation; a projecting, semi-erect 10 inch penis could not be concealed.
He realized that if he didn't get out of there soon, he would be fully
erect.

Joni felt humiliated and embarrassed.  He didn't know any of these boys and
there he was, out of control.  He left the shower with tears in his eyes
and quickly ran to get a towel.  As he did so, his penis, now approaching a
full 12 inch erection, began slapping against one thigh and then the other.
He slowed up to reduce the sway and tried to cover himself with his hands,
but to no avail.  It was just too big to conceal.  He was so ashamed at his
condition.  He tried to grab a towel from the gym teacher who, after
surveying the situation, said "put your hands down and take a deep breath
young man"; Joni just stood there, dripping wet, tears flooding his eyes,
his erection now fully exposed to his teacher.  He was unable to look at
the gym teacher and was struggling against a complete crying fit; finally,
after what seemed like forever, the teacher gently handed Joni a towel and
told him to cover his front and walk slowly back to his locker.  Joni was
relieved to cover up but quickly got his clothes on and ran out of the
locker room.  All the other boys remained in the shower and, as he left, he
heard them all laughing.

Joni had one class after gym which, luckily, only included one of his
shower mates.  This other boy was the one that also had a large penis.  He
smiled at Joni when he entered the classroom, and found a seat right next
to him near the back of the room.  After Joni made eye contact, he quickly
looked away in embarrassment.

After class, Joni hurried to the school bus, relieved to be over with the
school day.  He hadn't seen any of the other gym students after class and
just hoped that none rode the same bus.  One did – the same kid who was
in his last class.  He didn't sit next to Joni, but did smile at him as he
entered. Joni was again too ashamed to respond.

Finally the bus arrived at Joni's stop.  The only other kid to get off was
again the same kid from gym class.  This was weird, Joni thought.  Was this
just a coincidence?  As Joni began walking home, the kid was also heading
in the same direction.  "Hi, my name is Bobby. You must be new to the
neighborhood."  Joni stopped, finally looked at him, and said "Yeah, my mom
and I just moved in a couple of weeks ago.  My name is Joni."  They walked
on together in silence until they reached Joni's cul-de-sac.  "I live down
here, in the grey house at the end," Joni said.

"OK, see you tomorrow."

Joni noticed that Bobby was still watching him as he entered his front
door.

That evening, Joni was particularly quiet.  After dinner, he told his mom
he didn't feel well and quickly went upstairs and climbed in bed.

The next morning, Joni's mom noticed that Joni hadn't come downstairs by
the time she had finished preparing breakfast.  She went upstairs and found
him still in bed, all the lights off and shades drawn.  "Why aren't you
getting ready for school, honey?"

"I don't feel good, mom.  I ache all over.  I can't go to school today."

"Oh dear.  It's only the second day and you are already sick."  Mom
remembered how Joni had been sickly after his father had died, often
missing stretches of school.  She had hoped that coming to the warm, dry
climate would change that.  This was a Friday so she wasn't going to fight
it.  He'll have the whole weekend to get better, she thought.  "You try to
get back to sleep, and I'll check on you after I finish my work-out."  Joni
felt relieved that he wouldn't have to face his classmates, at least until
Monday.

Joni's mom, Barbara, was a beautiful coed in her last year of nursing
school when she met and married Joni's father.  She immediately became
pregnant and was, of course, hoping for a girl.  Joni's father was glad to
have a son, but traveled a lot and was hardly involved in the upbringing.
Complications during child birth meant that this was to be Barbara's only
child.  Her husband's death was tragic but he had never been much of an
influence on Joni; Joni had always been very close to his mom and barely
knew his dad.

Once Joni got old enough to go to school, Barbara had gotten a job as a
nurse assistant to an urologist.  Once her husband died and the life
insurance payment was made, she had quit to spend more time with Joni.  Now
that they had moved, she was again looking for a nursing position.  In the
meantime, she was intent on maintaining her youthful figure through daily,
sometimes, multiple, workouts in their home.  Afterwards, she was
particularly fond of a brief swim in the back yard pool.  Yesterday, while
Joni was in school, she had been able to do it completely nude and found it
exhilarating as well as liberating.  She would have to forego that today
since Joni's room looked directly out onto the pool.

Barbara left Joni's room and went down the hall to her room to change into
her work-out clothes – a thin cotton sport's bra and slight nylon
shorts.  She liked the way this outfit showed off her slim stomach and
long, slender legs.  She was about Joni's height but had long blond hair
and big blue eyes.  She surveyed herself in the mirror and liked what she
saw.  A beautiful, flawless face with full lips.  She was in excellent
shape but she could never be an athlete.  As she turned to view her
profile, the size of her breasts became her most prominent feature – D
cups that always seemed to be the center of attention.  The sport's bra
could barely contain them; in fact, she couldn't really work-out in public
because of their exaggerated presence.  So she was satisfied to work out in
their home.  Besides, she had all the equipment she ever wanted and didn't
have to wait to use it.

After a 2-hour work-out, Barbara was tempted by the pool but decided she
had better check on Joni first.  She cooled down and dried off before
heading upstairs.  She was quiet as she approached his room and noticed
light coming from under his door; but as she got closer, the light went
off.  She entered to find a dark room with Joni pretending to be asleep.
She sat on the bed next to Joni.

"Honey, I know you're not asleep.  How are you feeling?  Any better?"

He rolled over to face her.  "No, not really."

She felt his forehead. "You don't feel like you have a fever. Is it your
stomach?"

"No, I just don't feel good."  He rolled on his back.

She turned on his bed-side lamp and pulled her hair out of the pony tail.
It draped over her shoulders and framed her face in a more mature manner.
"Is it something that happened at school yesterday?  Is that why you were
so quiet last night?"

"I just don't feel good."

"Joni, honey, you seem perfectly fine, physically.  Why is it that you
don't want to go to school today?"

Joni didn't respond.

"It is something that happened yesterday, isn't it?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Joni, you have to talk about it.  If you don't tell me I can't help you."

He didn't respond, but just turned his head and looked away.

"Joni, look at me.  Tell me exactly what happened yesterday so I can help
you."

Joni turned his head and briefly met his mother's eyes.  His eyes welled
with tears and he looked away. "There's nothing you can do," he said.

"How do you know?  If someone hurt you, I need to know.  I'm a nurse,
remember.  If I need to talk to the principal, you had better tell me now."

"It's nothing like that, mom."

"Then, what is it, honey?  Please, trust me."

Joni looked at his mother, tears beginning to flow.  She could see the pain
coming through, the anguish that he was feeling.  She leaned down and
hugged him gently, holding him close as she said "Joni darling, let me help
you.  Please tell mommy what is wrong."

She sat back, realizing that she was still a little damp from her
work-out. "I'm sorry if I got you sweaty.  I must be a mess."

"That's alright, mom.  You look beautiful, as usual."

"What is bothering you so, Joni?"

He looked at her briefly and then away as he said, "I'm a freak, mom."

"What do you mean, you're a freak?"

"I'm not like the other boys."

"No you're not, dear.  You are smarter and better looking."

"That's not what I mean."

"What is it then?"

"It's down there," as he motioned his head toward his groin.

"What do you mean?  Are you concerned with your genitals?"

"I'm a freak, mom, and they all know it at school now."

"Don't be ridiculous.  Let me see what you are talking about."

"No, mom, please."

"Joni, I'm a nurse.  I used to work in a clinic where I would see men's
genitals all day.  Now relax." As she said this she began to pull the
covers down from Joni's chin.  She pulled them all the way down below his
feet so that he now lay on his back, without a shirt but wearing pajama
bottoms.  She looked at him and, in a very professional voice said "raise
your hips as I slide down your pj's."

At first he didn't respond.  She had grabbed hold of the top of his pajamas
and was waiting.  She looked at him, "Joni, how can I help you if you won't
help me?  Now raise your hips."  He did and she began to slide his pajama
bottoms down.

She slid his pajama bottom down past his hips and he laid back down. She
was not prepared for what she uncovered.  She had seen many penises, and in
clinical situations they all looked pretty much the same after awhile.  But
this was different.  This was not only much larger, but was one of the most
beautiful things she had ever seen.  There was a moment of hesitation as
his penis became fully exposed, and then, in order to conceal her shock,
she continued to pull the pajama bottoms down until they were fully
removed. Joni now lay before her completely nude, his hands by his side,
his face turned away from his mother's stare.

Barbara was staring.  She remembered he was well endowed as an infant; her
husband used to brag about it.  But she always thought he would grow into
it.  But now she realized that it had kept growing just as he had.  Taken
apart from Joni's body, it was simply beautiful.  Perfectly proportioned,
circumcised with a large light-purple mushroom shaped head.  It had to be 7
or 8 inches long, with a nice thick body.  The shaft was cream white with
attractive blue veins showing.  It looked so innocent and fresh as it lay
there, framed by his large balls.  When she sat back and looked up at Joni,
she realized how out of proportion it was to the rest of his body.  He was
young, barely into puberty.  What pubic hair he had was perfectly blond and
hardly noticeable.  It all just seemed to accent his penis.  He is a freak,
she thought.  His father had been large, but nothing like this.  Her head
was spinning and she became a little flustered.  That's not going to help
the situation, she thought.

"Well, Joni, I have good news for you.  You're not a freak" she said with a
smile. "You are a size large, however."  And with that, she again turned
her attention to his penis.  "I suppose the size is what you are referring
to?"  He didn't answer.  "Let me perform a little general inspection of the
area, just like I used to do at the clinic."  With that, she reached down
and touched his penis.

She had done this hundreds of times at the clinic; but she had never had
the initial reaction that she had when seeing Joni's penis and the touch
surprised both of them.  Joni's initial reaction was to reach down to
protect himself; Barbara's reaction was to withdraw her hand from the
wonderful firmness and smooth texture that she felt.  She met Joni's hand
and returned it to his side.  "Just relax," she said "Let me just go
through my procedure."  And with that she reached back down and took the
full measure of his penis in her hand.  It felt wonderful, and she tried to
conceal and deny her pleasure.  She took her other hand and began palpating
the shaft.  She then with one hand held it up against his stomach as she
then gently spread his thighs and lifted his balls with her other hand.
She felt his balls, individually, all the time asking Joni if this hurt or
that hurt.  He consistently answered no.  She then gently placed his balls
back down and went back to palpating his penis.  Again, the questions were
posed and the answers were always no.

She had thoroughly inspected his penis and balls but yet found herself
unwilling to end the exam.  She brought the penis back down to its normal
resting position, and rested her open hand on it, like a fig leaf.  She
slid up slightly so that now her head was no longer in line with his groin.

"Honey, I pronounce you healthy and normal.  I must say, though, that you
are thoroughly blessed.  You are the most beautiful person I know.  Your
hair is perfectly blond and curly; your face is angelic, your eyes
mesmerizing, your lips full, your teeth perfect.  Your body is perfectly
slight, unblemished with slender waist and long legs.  All of my old girl
friends used to comment about how beautiful you are, about how they wished
you were 10 years older."  As she was saying this, Barbara was touching and
stroking the various body parts.  "And now this.  Your penis is perfect."
With that, she wrapped her fingers again around the shaft.  "It is every
boy – and most women's – dream come true.  I don't want you ever to
think you are a freak.  You should be the envy of all those other boys."

She now had one hand on Joni's bare chest, gently touching and stroking
him, while the other hand was now firmly grasping his shaft.  "Tell me what
happened yesterday that made you feel like a freak."

Joni told his mom about the shower, leaving out the part about his
erection.  He explained that he just felt different and was stared at.  The
whole time she held his shaft and stroked his chest.  His description was
beginning to get pretty graphic when he realized that he was losing control
again.  Barbara realized it also.  He was beginning to grow in her hand.
She liked it.  He stopped talking and looked away, moving his hand to her
wrist.  "Its OK honey, its natural, its healthy, its normal."  He took his
hand away but didn't say anymore.  "Weren't there any that were your size?"

"None, really."

"And I'm sure there weren't any as beautiful as yours.  That's why they
were staring at you."  She was now out of control.  All she could think
about was the growing penis in her hand.  She had to see it – feel it –
at full, compete erection.  Again she said "its natural, its healthy, it's
normal; let it happen, darling, just let it happen.  Its part of my exam.
It's completely normal and natural."  And with that, she began slowly
stroking his penis.

Joni looked away.  What was happening to him?  He couldn't even control
himself in front of his own mother.  He felt so ashamed.  He looked at his
mother, who was looking at him.  She smiled slightly.  "Just let it happen,
Joni.  Relax and let it happen.  It's natural."

He was almost fully erect now.  His penis was sticking upward and he could
not help but flex it occasionally.  Each time he did, his mother would say
"that's it, that's what's supposed to happen."  He looked over at his
mother and for the first time noticed how close she had moved to him.  She
was leaning down and their eyes met briefly.  He was now fully erect; as
hard as he had ever been in his life and fully exposed and touched by
another person for the first time.  He felt so vulnerable and weak.  He was
completely at her mercy; he could no longer even pretend to resist. She was
the nurse and he was the patient.

Barbara realized her power.  She had witnessed it many times; the male is
completely controllable when erect.  Many times at the clinic she would
exert her power over the patients by making them masturbate in front of her
after she had gotten them erect for examination.  She would even go about
her other duties in the examination room while they would masturbate as she
directed.  She now had her son in the same situation.  She sat back briefly
to survey her work.  He was a monster when erect – a full 12 inches long
and possibly 7 inches around; it extended well above his belly button.  The
combined image – the perfection of the boy with the enormous penis –
was stunning.  She inhaled in amazement and then resumed her grip.

She slid back so that now, to speak intimately with her son, Barbara had to
lean down in front of him.  She had locked eyes with him and again began to
describe his perfect body in graphic detail.  All the while she was gently
stroking his penis.  He was beginning to lose control; it was just too
intense. He had to look away.  But he listened to her descriptions and when
she got to his penis, this time describing it's erect state, he looked
back; but instead of focusing on her eyes, he noticed how much of her
breasts were exposed.  The sport's bra was cut naturally low and the front
was nearly touching his chest.  He could see almost to her nipples.  He had
never noticed how firm and large his mother's breasts were.  They were
perfect.

Barbara realized that he had become fixated on her breasts.  At first she
liked it; he was completely comfortable with her now and no longer self
conscious.  But then she panicked.  This was going too far, she thought.  I
can't masturbate my own son.  She slowly stopped stroking him and removed
her hand from his penis.  He looked up in disbelief and then realized what
had happened – he had made a fool of himself again.  He looked away in
shame.

"You are the perfect 14 year old.  I think you are beautiful, normal, and
healthy."  With that, she leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.
He kissed back and felt better.

Barbara then sat up and looked down at Joni's erect penis.  She noticed
some moisture had formed on the tip at the opening and so she reached down
with one hand and gently removed the pre-cum with two fingers.  "Do you
want some help with your pj's?"

"No, I think I can get them" he said as he sat up.

"Did you meet anybody that you liked yesterday?"

Then he told her about Bobby.  "Maybe you've made a friend," she said.
With that, she walked out of the room.  She noticed that he had pulled the
covers up without putting back on his pajamas.  She hoped that he had not
noticed her licking her two fingers clean.

Barbara went into her bedroom and tried to make sense of what had just
happened.  She was confused.  Her first instincts had been to sooth and
reassure her son through his ordeal.  This had quickly spiraled out of
control into an expression of lust by both of them.  And yet nothing had
really happened.  It was simply an examination and pep talk.  It was
normal, if extreme, interaction between mother and son.  He was depressed
and feeling insecure; she had encouraged him to be confident and proud of
his body.  Isn't that all that happened, she wondered?  If so, then why
were her shorts soaked with her own juices.  Why was she completely
obsessed with the sexuality of her own son?  Why did she allow him to stare
at her breasts?  Why did she desperately want to go back in to his room and
finish the job she started?  The vision of his fully erect penis, so
innocent and pure, resting on his belly, kept haunting her.  She slowly
undressed and examined herself in the mirror.  She loved her body; she
loved her full breasts, the prominent lips of her cleanly shaved vagina.
She was tempted to masturbate but decided on a quick swim to cool off
instead.

Joni was no less confused.  He certainly felt good about his body, but
couldn't help but be ashamed about his response to his mother's touch.  He
lay under the covers, nude and with a semi-erect penis.  He held it in his
hand and thought how less stimulating this was now compared to his mother's
touch.  After a while he heard a splash in the pool and looked out the
window.  There was his mother in a skimpy bikini floating alone in the
pool.  He had never before realized what a magnificent body she has.  And
he had never seen her beauty the way he saw it now.  He watched the entire
hour she was at the pool.

Barbara served Joni a late lunch in bed.  It could have been awkward but
Barbara re-assumed the mother role and made it clear through body language
that there would be no nonsense.  Joni wanted to get out of bed but she
insisted that since he had missed school, he must remain "sick" until
school was out.

Joni dosed off after lunch and before he knew it a knock came on his door.
His mom leaned in and asked "Are you well enough to have a visitor?"

"I guess.  Who is it?"  Before she could answer, in popped Bobby.  Barbara
closed the door behind him and left the two boys alone.

Joni was still nude under the covers but sat up as Bobby walked in.  He
took a seat next to Joni's bed and they talked about school for awhile and
then Bobby said "I missed you today."

"I wasn't feeling well. But I'm ok now."

"Good.  I'm glad your absence didn't have anything to do with what happened
in gym class."

"No. Not really."

"I could see how it would bother you, though.  You can't pay any attention
to Freddy and the rest of them.  They're just jealous.  I got it from them
last year.  I know how you feel."

"Really?  We didn't have gym class in 8th grade so that was my first
exposure.  I guess I didn't handle it too well."

"You did fine, considering the circumstances.  They were rude and you
couldn't help the way you responded."

"Thanks.  But I'm not looking forward to Monday."

"Well, I'll help any way I can.  We'll wait and take our showers after
everyone else."

"OK.  That sounds like a good idea."

"Just so you know, you weren't the only one who got a hard on in the
shower.  I did also; no one noticed me, though, until after you left.  You
probably heard them all laughing at me."

"I thought they were laughing at me. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault...well, maybe it is a little bit."

"What do you mean?"

"I have to admit, you really did look good in the shower.  I thought I was
big, but you make me look tiny."

"I noticed you; you're big.  And I thought you looked good also."

"Really.  Do you think that's why you got hard?" said Bobby hopefully.

"I don't know; it could be" Joni lied but thought it might make Bobby like
him more.

Bobby then noticed the Joni's pajama bottoms on the bed.  "Are those your
pj's?"

"Ah, yeah.  I got hot."

"Wow, I've never been nude in bed.  Can I see?"

"I don't know."  Joni was more than a little confused but didn't want to
risk loosing the possible friendship.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."  Bobby said.

"OK, but you'd better lock the door.  Be as quiet as possible"

With that, Bobby got up to lock the door and Joni sat up higher in
bed. Joni returned to stand next to Joni.  He hesitated as both boys
expressed some fear.  "I've never done this before," said Joni.  "But, I'll
do it for you."  With that Bobby unbuckled his pants and let them fall to
the ground.  He now stood there in tee shirt and white cotton briefs.  His
penis protruded slightly, eyelevel with Joni.  Bobby then turned his body
away from Joni and slid his briefs down around his ankles.  He turned back
to face Joni with his flaccid penis fully exposed.

After several long moments of staring, Joni volunteered "You're bigger than
anyone else."

"Everyone, except you.  Now its, your turn."  With that, Bobby sat back
down, his pants around his ankles but his knees spread to give Joni a full
view.

Slowly Joni slid the covers off to the side, exposing his mid-section.
Both boys were now quiet.  Joni shifted his weight and reached down to
adjust himself.  He spread is legs slightly and then gently laid his penis
in the middle between his balls.  Bobby just watched as if hypnotized.  All
attention was again focused on Joni's penis.

Bobby finally broke the silence. "You can touch mine if I can touch yours."
Joni had of course never touched another boy.  He admitted to himself that
he was kind of curious, and since neither boy was at all hard, this seemed
like it was harmless.

"Who wants to go first?" asked Joni.

"I will," said Bobby.  And with that he reached over and gently lifted
Joni's penis with two fingers.  He held it like that for several seconds,
and then put it back down.

"OK, your turn," Bobby said.  Joni copied what Bobby had done, but held it
a little while longer.  "You can inspect it a little, if you're curious.
Can I inspect yours?"

"Sure."  And with that, each boy began touching the other, at first as if
neither knew anything about a penis.  But then, one and then the other had
wrapped their hand around the shaft and began gently tugging.  And each
began to respond.  Neither looked up from their task; their breathing began
to deepen and it became clear to each that they were now involved in mutual
masturbation.  Each realized that he was creating an erection in the other
and they were now consumed with the response.  Slowly the tugging turned to
faster stroking and then to full shaft stimulation.  It was clear that Joni
was just following Bobby's lead but it was also clear that he was enjoying
both sides of it.  They looked up and met eyes.  "You feel good," Bobby
said.  Joni didn't know if this meant his hand or his penis.  "You do too,"
he responded.

The two boys were nearly lost in ecstasy when they both heard Joni's mother
coming up the stairs.  Both panicked; Joni pulled his covers up and Bobby
nearly tripped on his pants as he jumped up to get the door.  Both were
composed, though when Joni's mom entered the room.

"Say, I have an idea," said Joni, trying to hide the uncomfortable quiet of
the room. "Mom would it be alright if Bobby comes over tomorrow and we can
spend the day at our pool?"

"It's Ok with me," said his mom. "How about you, Bobby?"

"I'd like that.  I'll have to ask my mother."

"How about your dad?"

"My dad left us about 5 years ago.  Haven't seen or heard from him since."

"Oh, sorry to bring it up."

Barbara then showed Bobby to the door and thanked him for stopping by.
"See you tomorrow morning, around 11?"  "OK"

Joni was now released from "sick bay" but he spent the rest of the day in
his room.  All he could think about was the earlier events of the day, his
mother and his new friend.

Barbara tried to concentrate on other matters but kept reverting back to
the image of Joni's erect penis and the sweet taste of his pre-cum.

Dinner was short and light.  Again, Barbara assumed the mother role while
Joni was unusually quiet.  Neither wanted to look directly at the other for
fear of loosing control.

After dinner, Joni went back upstairs while Barbara cleaned-up.  She was
anxious to get to her room and be alone with her body.  Joni had decided he
wanted to take a nice long shower and then get to bed early.

Barbara had a masturbation ritual.  She loved to exaggerate all feminine
qualities and then make love to herself as if it were another woman.  She
would clean and shave her entire body; dress in her finest and most
seductive lingerie, and apply excessive make-up.  She would then examine
herself in the mirror and become incredibly aroused at her own image.  She
would then masturbate by first exposing and massaging her breasts, then her
clitoris, and then, finally, fuck herself with her large vibrator.  This
could all take well over an hour so she typically did it when she was sure
she wouldn't be disturbed.  Tonight, she didn't care.  She had to satisfy
herself, if only to take her mind off her son.

Barbara took a light, hot shower and then shaved her entire body; the only
area that took some time was her vagina since the other areas had been
recently shaved.  As she trimmed around the full lips, she couldn't help
but tease her clitoris.  She was dripping juices by the time she finished.
On to the lingerie.  She chose a spaghetti strapped teddy that was loose
and see-through, and a sheer thong.  Nothing on her legs and certainly no
bra.  She loved the feel of her breasts swinging as she moved – the true
essence of femininity.  Her nipples always responded to the feel of the
nylon.  She loved womanhood.

As she was completing her attire, Barbara noticed that Joni was taking a
shower.  Good, she thought, he'd be going to bed soon.  She sat at her
vanity table and began to choose her make-up.  Just as she got it all
laid-out, Joni knocked on her door and poked his head in to say good-night.
She was somewhat startled and jumped up to grab a robe.  The only one
available was also sheer lingerie but she grabbed it nonetheless.  It
didn't cover much but when she had it on she stood before Joni,
uncomfortable in her appearance.  She turned to sit back at her vanity and,
not knowing what else to do, invited Joni in.

"I not only wanted to say good night, but I want to thank you for this
morning."

She was facing the mirror with her back to him.  She looked up at him in
the mirror and their eyes met and locked for a long instance.

"Joni, honey, I am so sorry about what happened to you yesterday.  You
don't deserve it.  All I want to do is protect and shelter you."

"You do mom.  I love our relationship.  You have changed my outlook; I feel
much better about myself after this morning."

"I'm glad dear.  Here, would you like to brush my hair while we talk and I
put on some make-up?"  She handed him her hair brush.

"Sure. You have such beautiful hair.  You really don't need make-up to look
beautiful."

"Thank-you dear.  It's just sometimes a woman just likes to wear make-up."
And with that she began applying eye-liner.  Joni began brushing her hair.

"You remember this morning you told me about what your friends thought of
me?  It's funny, because my friends made similar comments about you.  They
thought you were incredibly good looking and they wished they were 10 years
older.  Back then I didn't pay any attention to them but I have to agree,
you are perfect."

Their eyes met and locked for what seemed like hours.  The moment was
finally broken by her saying "Honey, age often means nothing between
people."  She went back to her make-up; he began staring at her full image
in the mirror.  She watched him watch her.

She was now getting to the lipstick and asked him which color he preferred.
"Put the brush down and come here and sit next to me."  She slid over
slightly to make room and he sat with their sides fully attached.

"I like the deep red" he said.

"Me too"

As she put it on, he watched intently.  "That's a great thing about being a
girl; you can change the way you look and feel just by putting on make-up"
he said.

"I love make-up" she said as she finished the lipstick. "How do I look?"

"Beautiful"

With that she turned to him and kissed him hard on the lips.  He was
somewhat surprised by this and did not return the kiss.  "There" she said
"now how do you like the taste?"

He licked his lips and said that it tasted very feminine.  "I didn't ask
you that," she said.  I asked you if you liked it."

"Yes I do. Very much."

"Hmm...Would you like to try some make-up?  I would love to apply it to
you."

"I don't know."

"That sounds like a yes to me.  Here slide over to the middle."  She got up
to face him on the bench.  "How about if I apply the exact same make-up to
you that I applied to myself?  We could be twins!"

He didn't say anything but just sat there passively waiting for her to
start.  She did with the eyeliner and mascara, and then the rouge, and
finally the lipstick.  As she was doing this, she was bending over in front
of Joni.  Her robe had long since become untied and her teddy top was loose
enough to provide Joni with unobstructed views of her complete breasts.
They were beautiful, he thought.  He realized that this is all he wants -
the loving attention of my mother.

She spent a good half-hour administering to Joni, all the while he was
watching her breasts.  He was so consumed that he didn't realize the effect
all of this was having on him.  He had come to his mother's room directly
from the shower, wearing only a terry-cloth robe.  As he sat there being
made up, watching his mother's breasts sway, his robe had separated around
his thighs, exposing his penis.  Barbara had noticed this early on, but had
said nothing because it was flaccid and she enjoyed the view.  But now it
was growing rapidly and could no longer be ignored.  Barbara was the first
to comment "This is fun isn't it?  You seem to be really enjoying it."

"What do you mean?  Oh dear."  His faced turned deep red as he covered
himself.  "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry, dear.  Like I said this morning, it's a natural, normal,
healthy response.  I'm just glad you enjoy being made-up so much."

"I do have a problem, though.  I didn't tell you all there was to the
shower incident. I got a hard-on there as well."

"Oh, I understand now why you didn't want to go to school today.  Maybe I
can help you get over this condition."

She sat next to him on the bench and they both looked in the mirror.  Joni
actually looked beautiful.  But Barbara knew something was missing.  She
got up and started to brush Joni's hair in a feminine way; she then took
bobbi-pins and pulled it back so it looked more girl-like.

Joni just sat there looking at himself in the mirror.  It was quite clear
to Barbara that Joni was thoroughly enjoying this; Joni had a full and
complete erection that couldn't be contained in the robe.  One side of the
robe was being held up by the erection while the other side had fallen
away.

"You look beautiful, Joni.  I think you may be better looking as a girl
than as a boy.  What do you think?"

"I do like it.  I like the way it feels, I like the way it tastes, and best
of all, I like the way it looks!"

"I have an idea.  To fully complete the twin's image, you must put on some
of my lingerie.  Would you like that?"

As before, Joni didn't say anything.  He just sat there and waited for
Barbara to act.

She jumped up and ran to her wardrobe.  She pulled out a similar teddy and
a similar thong.

"OK, come here and take-off your robe."  She wasn't even thinking about the
implications of the request.  This was her son, who was fully erect,
made-up to look like a girl, and she was telling him to fully disrobe in
front of her.  He got up and walked over to her and did as she requested.
It then struck her – here was her son standing completely naked in front
of her, from the neck up a beautiful girl, and from the waist down a
beautiful boy.  She tried to remain detached and clinical.  She approached
him and had him extend his arms so she could slip on the teddy.  It fit
perfectly.

She then looked at his penis and then at the thong.  "Would you like to try
this?  I'm not sure it's going to fit."

"Is that what you're wearing?"

"Yes, but I'm built a little differently than you are down there," she
said.

"I'm getting the impression that most people are.  I want to wear what you
are wearing."

She smiled and knelt down to have him step into the straps.  As she pulled
it up she realized how little this was going to cover.  She pulled it up
through his ass cheeks in back and settled the strap around his waist.  She
then tried to discretely adjust the front to cover as much as possible.  It
became clear to both of them that the only hope was for her to adjust both
his penis and the cover at the same time.  She looked up at him and he at
her.  His erection had diminished only slightly.  She looked back down and,
still trying to keep it clinical, tucked his balls into the cover and
adjusted his penis so that it only protruded out of the top - about 4
inches.

"There.  That's the best we can do.  Let's have a look at you."

She stood back and took in all of Joni.  "Stunning" she said.  "Turn around
for me."

Joni obeyed all of Barbara's requests; even walking across the room like a
model and following her instruction on how to sit daintily.  When this was
done, Barbara was so happy she came up and gave Joni a big hug.  Joni
hugged her back.  Joni had finally lost his erection and Barbara was now
able to cover most of his genitals with the thong.

"The only thing missing is perfume," said Barbara.

She led Joni back to the vanity and they sat next to each other.  Looking
in the mirror you would think they were mother and daughter.  Barbara
commented on this.  "Would you like to be my daughter on occasion?  A woman
would always like to have a daughter."

"I would love to be your daughter."

When her son said this, Barbara turned to face her and took both his hands
in hers; they looked at each other longingly, and finally Barbara said "You
make me so happy.  I will make you the happiest girl in the world."  She
then kissed Joni full and deep on the lips.  Joni returned the kiss with
passion.  They broke and tried to regain their composure.

"Perfume is the final touch," said Barbara as she reached for the bottle on
the vanity table.  She opened it and smelled it briefly before putting it
beneath Joni's nose. "Do you like it?"

"It's very nice."

"The best way to test it is on your own body.  Here, see if you like it on
me."  With that she applied a line down the full length of her cleavage.
Joni watched her do this and noticed that one of her spaghetti straps had
fallen off her shoulder. "Please smell it closely," said Barbara.

Joni leaned down and was engulfed by the richness of the perfume as well as
the softness of the bosom.  "You may linger there," Barbara said heavily.
And Joni did.  And as she did, Barbara put her arm around Joni's shoulders
and pulled him close.  Joni at first just rested his head in the crevice
and inhaled.  But then the spaghetti strap shifted lower and Barbara's
whole bosom became exposed.  Joni couldn't resist.  His hand came up and
touched the bottom, stroking it innocently.  Barbara didn't resist.  He
moved his hand further up the underside, rubbing gently and finally cupping
the entire breast.  "That's it darling.  Mommy likes it when you touch me
there.  That's it; feel the warmth and comfort of my breast.  This is one
of the pleasures of being a girl.  Explore my breasts, my darling.  Maybe
someday you will have breasts like mine.  Would you like that?"

"I think so."

"When you were little, you would suckle my breasts.  Would you like to do
that now?"  Joni didn't answer, he just felt his mother take her free hand
and move his head down so his mouth was at her exposed nipple.  He looked
at it for a second, saw its perfect form, its perfect softness, its perfect
color – just the same as the head of his penis, he thought.  Barbara did
not have hard, pencil eraser nipples; she had soft, rounded nipples.  He
liked that and thought it was very inviting. Nature took over as he
latched-on like a new born.  She moaned when he did and closed her eyes.
"Yes, my darling daughter.  Suckle me, suckle, suckle me" she whispered
while lovingly stroking his head.

They were both completely out of control.  Joni's penis was fully erect
again and his thong was pushed completely aside.  He was almost on his
knees in front of his mother sucking her bosom, massaging it and the other
one with both hands.  Both mother and son were in complete ecstasy.

Joni finally slipped off the bench and broke the intensity.  Barbara looked
up and realized how far they had gone.  It was all wonderful but happening
so fast.

"It's getting late.  I think maybe we should call it a night," she said.

Joni stood up but was disappointed.  He looked at Barbara, who also stood
up, and no longer saw a mother.  She had one breast fully exposed, the
other seductively draped, and her face was flush with passion.

Barbara looked at Joni and no longer saw a son.  He stood there made-up to
be a beautiful girl in sexy lingerie with a 12 inch erection.  His make-up
was all smeared and he was breathing deeply.

"I've got an idea," said Barbara.  "Let's fix your make-up and then have a
slumber party.  There's no reason why two girls can't sleep together and
both enjoy each others lingerie."

With that she sat Joni back down and repaired her make-up.  She didn't
bother fixing her teddy, so Joni could actually play with her breasts as
Barbara worked on her.  Both had a hard time containing themselves.

When Barbara was finished she ordered Joni to lie on the bed.  "I want to
finish what I started this morning," she whispered.  With that, Joni laid
down on the bed, face up, with arms to his side.

"Now, young lady," said Barbara "I understand you are having some problems
with erections in the shower."

"Yes, mommy"

"Let me see what seems to be the problem."  She took off Joni's thong. "Oh,
I see.  You have quite a penis here young lady.  Do you ever play with your
penis when you are alone?"

"Yes, mommy"

"Did you play with it today after I left your room?"

"Yes mommy"

"Did you fully masturbate?"

"No mommy"

"Why not little girl?"

"Because it didn't feel as good as when you touched me."

"Good.  I don't want you, or anybody except me, to ever touch your penis
again.  Ever.  Do you hear me?"

"Yes, mommy"

"I will be completely responsible for touching you.  Is that understood?"

"Yes, mommy."

With that Barbara gently wrapped her hand around Joni's full erection and
began to slowly stroke it.  "Is this how you do it?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Do you like to rub around the bottom of the cap like this?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Good.  How often do you masturbate?"

"About once a day, mommy"

"Is that all?  Are you sure?"

"Couple of times a day, mommy."

"Good.  Don't you ever lie to me again.  If you do, I will cease to trust
you and our relationship will end.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, mommy."`

Barbara continued this exchange for some time until Joni was approaching
climax; then she would stop and tell him what a wonderful daughter he was
going to be.  He agreed with everything she said and proclaimed his desire
to become her true daughter.  She would kiss him deeply, passionately, now
with full tongue action.  But then pull back and return her attentions to
his penis.  She loved it; he loved it.  And it went on for hours.  Until he
was in agony at the excitement.  She then allowed him to suckle her again –
both breasts this time – and she brought him to his strongest climax
ever.  His body stiffened, his toes curled, his face distorted as the cum
erupted from his erection.  The spray covered them both and finally flowed
out like lava.

She had him lick it off her; he had to sleep in it.  Both slept soundly.


End Part 1