Breakfast with Mom.

My eyes woke widely as the sunlight crept inside my room. A grin broke out of my face. It's time. I am going to streak. I stand up and quickly shimmy out of my pajamas. I gaze at my naked body in the mirror and look directly at my penis. It's jutting out angrily, all 2.5 inches of it.

"This is going to be exciting," I laugh to myself as I stare into my tiny erection. "We have been planning for this for such a long time and we will finally go through with this.

My plan is to streak the mall all the way to my house. Me and my friend Jerome, decided that this will be the most humiliating time as on a Saturday is when most people will gather about for the day.

Now, to be clear me and Jerome are completely straight. We are not gay. The reason why we are doing this together is because we share the same interests of humiliation. After a game of us playing 'truths,' we found out about our shared interests and finally decided we are going to experiment together.

I rush to my drawer and pluck the closest pieces of fabric near me and dress in a plain black shirt and beige shorts. "I guess I won't exactly be needing them soon enough," I laughed to myself.

I sprint down the stairs and see Emily busy making breakfast. A red heat strikes my face as realization dawns that she may well see me completely naked soon enough.

"Hey honey!" She beams directly at me with her bright blue eyes, as showing off her porcelain white teeth. I watch her as she mixes the batter for what I presume is the pancakes, judging by the sweet aroma. Her large tits covered by her pink sweater jiggles and undulates with each rotation of her arm.

"Hey mom," I say almost in a whisper. I gulp as a sense of nervous anticipation fills my insides. "I'm not too hungry right now, besides Jerome is coming soon and we are planning....a trip to the mall." I say as my heart starts to pound faster.

Emily frowns slightly, "oooh well.. at least eat one pancake on the plate," she says as she points at the table. I nod as I walk, a little breathless and grab a warm pancake set out for me. In truth I was not hungry in the slightest, but I **** it down me to get me ready for the long day ahead.

As I finish my breakfast, a car horn outside beeps. It's Jerome.