Your mother caught you masturbating in your room. Now she's in there with you, and she's sitting on the bed next to you and has put a hand on your shoulder, "How are you feeling, sweetie?"

Mom was a sexologist. She has written many books, all on the subject of sex, and she had taken my sex-ed class at school. So I shouldn't be too terribly surprised that she had been standing over me while I masturbated to completion, her arms crossed and a soft smile on her face. <br><br>She sat down on the bed next to me and put a hand on my shoulder. I felt nothing but shame and I looked at the floor. <br><br>"How are you feeling, sweetie?" she asked. <br><br>I shrugged. <br><br>"What's wrong?" She asked. <br><br>"I could think of a thousand responses, but none of them made sense. Why should I feel so bad? She'd caught me jerking off, and that was embarrassing, but it didn't feel wrong. <br><br>"I just feel bad," I said. <br><br>"And why do you feel bad?" <br><br>"I don't know." I realized that while she was a sexologist, she was still my mother, and she had still caught me masturbating. I couldn't tell her any of this, so I said, "I don't know." again. <br><br>She sat there for a moment, and I felt like I was being punished. I clenched my teeth and stifled a groan. Finally she spoke.<br><br>"Okay. But I am going to talk to you anyway. Alright?" <br><br>I nodded. <br><br>"Well," She started. "Firstly, it is perfectly normal to feel ashamed, especially the first time you get caught. It is embarrassing, sweetie, I'll be the first to admit it. But once you get past the embarrassment, you'll feel better. Secondly; you did nothing wrong. This was a normal, natural act that you performed. You are healthy, you are normal, and there is nothing wrong with you." <br><br>I nodded, still not looking at her. <br><br>"Good." She said. "Now, I am going to ask you a question. You did not cum inside of anything, so where did you get the tissues from?" <br><br>"The bathroom." <br><br>"Okay. And every time you cleaned yourself, I'm sure you washed your hands, right?" <br><br>"Of course." <br><br>"Good. Because you don't want to rub your eyes with cum on your fingers, right?" <br><br>"Right." <br><br>"How do you feel?" She asked again. <br><br>"Better." <br><br>"Good. Now, I have a few questions of you." <br><br>"Okay." <br><br>"First, if you wanted to feel good, why did you just masturbate? Why didn't you masturbate and end your session with a nice orgasm?" <br><br>"That was the first time." <br><br>"Oh, okay. Well, how did it feel?" <br><br>"It felt good, but I didn't get off." <br><br>"Why not?" <br><br>"I don't know." I shrugged. <br><br>"Well, let's talk about that." She stood and walked over to a dresser in my room, where she had placed a basket when she first started my sex-ed. <br><br>She opened up a drawer and pulled out lube. <br><br>"Lube stands for lubricant," She said. "When you are masturbating, the sheath that surrounds your dick will become dry and start to hurt. Lube can help ease the pain, and for now, we will be using it for something else. If you wait until your dick is hard, you will have a harder time getting the lube on, so we are going to have to put it directly on your dick." She unscrewed the bottle and squirted some in her hand. <br><br>"Okay, now I need you to drop your boxers." I did. <br><br>"Don't worry, sweetie," She said. "I'm a doctor. I've seen more dicks than you've seen video games." She grabbed my dick and rubbed the lube all over it. <br><br>Now that I had someone else touching my dick, it was hard in about three seconds. <br><br>"Now, I want you to go back to what you were doing." <br><br>I sat back down and started again. I could tell that the lube made it much easier, and I was able to go much longer than before. <br><br>"Now, once you are ready to cum, just tell me. Okay?" I nodded. I decided to change my grip slightly, and I immediately realized that this grip was much better. <br><br>"I'm ready to cum." I said. <br><br>"Okay. Now, I'm going to put a towel in front of your dick, and I want you to cum onto it." She did. <br><br>I was about to cum anyway, so I stopped holding myself back and I came. A lot. <br><br>"Wow!" She exclaimed. "Look at that! You certainly do produce a lot of semen!" <br><br>I looked, and she was right. I had never seen so much cum in my life. And at that moment, I realized that I had just accomplished something major. <br><br>"Thank you, mom." I said. <br><br>"You're welcome, sweetie." She said. "I'm always here to help you."<br><br>[Afterwards, she washed my sheets and she even let me keep the towel she had put on my dick to cum in.]<br><br>[PS, if your mom/dad asks you if you have any questions, ASK! Please, don't be afraid of them. They want to help you, and they are your best bet for getting the right answers.]