Step-Mom gives Son handjob while Injured

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Hi all! Usually I write much longer stories but, I decided to just grind out a short quick one. Instead of the teasing and long build up this is more simple and straight to the point. Enjoy!

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“Okay David I have good news and bad news.” The doctor said as he walked into the room.

“Bad news first I guess.” I responded.

“It looks like a large amount of muscle in your wrist has indeed been damaged as a result of the accident. This means you are going to have to keep in mind a few prohibitions that I must tell you to refrain from doing. This list includes: physical or strenuous activity, writing, typing, throwing, lifting, and also masturbation.” The doctor explained.

My stomach sank.

“Masturbation?” I repeated for reassurance.

“Yes, but, here is where the good news comes in. If you do listen to me and not participate in any of those activities, your wrist should be healed in only a short month.” The doctor said with a hint of sympathy.

“A month??? Oh boy. Alright then. Thanks doc. I’ll make an appointment for next month to see how the healing process has come along.” I said as I put on my jacket and left the room.

‘A month without jerking off?’ I wrestled with the harsh reality of that sentence in my head as I got into the elevator. Considering the fact that I didn’t just have girls on speed dial that could come over and get me off, along with my current residence at my Dad and Step-Mom’s house (which was far away from my home town where all my friends live), it was looking like a hard, drag of a month for me.

My sister and I alternated who we stayed with each month of the Summer ever since my parents split. Staying at Dad’s was always the shorter end of the stick, due to the frequent boredom as a result of there being nothing to do in the small town where his house was. It didn’t take my Dad long to find another woman and he eventually re-married this much younger (34 in comparison to his age of 50) partner. Although I would never admit it to anyone aloud, ever since my Dad started dating my now Step-Mom I’ve always had a slight crush on her, which ultimately led to a wide array of incestuous and taboo fantasies. With me being 18, it was definitely weird having a mom less than 20 years apart in age from me, especially when I grew up with old parents. Whenever my friends met my Step-Mom they would always go on about how hot she was and how they wanted to do sexual things with her. While I had no choice but to make grossed out faces and tell them they’re fucked up, I secretly had the same exact obsessions.

The first week was pure torture. I had been accidentally aroused several times and having an incurable case of the blue balls almost every day was not enjoyable to say the least.

With today marking the start of week 2, I have become fed up past my limit. I was determined to get off in one way or another tonight but, I also knew the repercussions of going against the doctor’s orders and using my hand. If I messed up my wrist even more, I would be looking at even more time without jacking off. Somehow, someway, I was going to find a solution.

It was a rainy afternoon and I was sitting in my room watching TV, since of course there was nothing better to do. My wrist was in a brace, which was removable but, only allowed to be taken off for showers and other infrequent exceptions. Being at my Dad’s house during this whole injury was the worst thing ever. Not only was I forced to do absolutely nothing all day but, catching glimpses of my Step-Mom always sparked arousal in me since she believed in being comfortable and wearing very little clothing around the house. As much as I tried to avoid her, she just kept showing up wherever I went. The blue balls I had been dealing with for the past week was only building up in pain and getting worse. I desperately needed to have success in my plans for the night.

Night came and the sky faded into an empty black, creating a gloomy and eerie tone around the house. My Dad had also been out of the country for business, so that made my attempts to avoid my Step-Mom fruitless. As soon as 11:30 hit, the usual time my Dad and Step-Mom go to sleep, I instantly started brainstorming ideas. Then it came to me, like it was floating around all this time but, I was too focused on other things to see it. I was going to hump a pillow. Yup, as stupid as it may sound, it was simple, easy, and I was hopeful. I climbed into my bed and pulled up some porn. I tended to watch incest a lot because of my Step-Mom but, I decided that wasn’t a very good idea in case this plan didn’t follow through. I was already hard, as a result of the horrible blue balls I had been dealing with. While making sure to use my hands carefully in fear of hurting them more just slightly, I removed my shorts and boxers. My uncontrollably throbbing dick popped out of my boxers like a rocket ship, bouncing back and forth like a metal spring. I took a deep breath in, brought myself to the edge of my bed and began to hump the pillow, closing my eyes the entire time and using my imagination to the best of my ability. It wasn’t working. It didn’t feel good at all. I just wanted to rip of the stupid brace and jerk myself off. I became frustrated as I struggled to please my aching dick. It was hopeless but, I continued to try and find a decent position. All of a sudden I heard a noise. I opened my eyes.

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