Day 3 - Bath Time with Mom

It was the next day. I woke up extra early before Mom woke and made my way to the gym room in the shelter. I made sure not to shower or wear deodorant since she came and I worked up a sweat before she could wake up. Part 2 of the plan started today.

I put my fake cast back on after the workout and kept my stinking clothes on as well and waited until breakfast. I made my way to the dining room where I found Mom cooking again, there were two sets of plates on the table and a pitcher of water. The dining room was a large room, I had planned it for more people but I tried to keep it was warm and cozy as possible. I made my way to the table where Mom set the plates, it was right next to the kitchen, which was an industrial size kitchen space that had been designed off army kitchens with some more personal home features like espresso machines and microwave. I sat in the seat facing her watching her cook. Mom brought over the meal with a warm smile and then sat next to me to help me eat. Her face made a bit of a scrunch, probably noticing my body odor as she picked up my fork and started cutting the eggs and placing it in my mouth.

“Honey when’s the last time you showered,” She asked me while she was gently pushing out of my face and going back to plate to get more food.

“Mom it’s kind of hard to shower with this thing on,” I said looking and gesturing with my cast. I was lying, of course, I could take it off and shower whenever I want.

“Well sweetie, I hate to say this, but you stink. Go take a bath.”

“Can you just put on some deodorant for me or cologne?”

“A bath Adam!” She scolded me.

“Fine, don’t blame me if I re-injure myself,” I said. Mom looked down guiltily and considered.

“Sweetie I'll wash you and help you okay?”

“Ah man, that’s embarrassing, no,” I said, though my cock was raging and my mind screamed YES.

“No nothing mister. Tonight I’ll help you bathe so you can stop smelling like a pig.”

I did my best fake groan, but inside I was delighted. We spent the evening watching the news. While she was busy watching and checking her phone for messages from my sister and dad, I did my daily maintenance of the shelter and check if my sister or dad responded to any of my messages in the control room.

At night my mother waited for me in my room. I sulked towards her and went towards my bathroom. There was a large open shower with a tub beside it. I got next to the tub and tried to take off my clothes, feigning like I couldn’t do it. Mom came over and helped me undressed. Pulling off my shirt first. Then taking down my pants, looking away while she took down my underwear. I got into the tub naked, she tried her best not to look down and ran the water.

Mom took a bar of soap and then slathered it on my body as I held my "casted" hands outward stiffly. She ran it across my chest and my arms and went down to my legs and thighs. I hardened at this, and she peaked and got embarrassed and looked towards the bathroom ceiling as she began washing around my thighs.

I tried to reach down.

“Don’t honey you’ll hurt yourself.”

“I have to clean my manparts and bottom mom,” I said brazenly.

Again she tried her best to look up at the ceiling as she moved from my thighs to my dicks. Her hands slathering the folds of my scrotum and length of my shaft and all over. Her fingers reached into the crevices of the skins and folds of my body. I tensed up and wanted her to do more with her hands than just wash. Her breathing got heavier and her face redder as she reached under my ass and began slathering soap on there too, the water now coming up towards it. She spent a very long time with my dick and bottom. I kept looking at her face gauging her reaction. Mom then put the shower head to my head and began shampooing me and massaging my scalp.

When she finished shampooing me, she rinsed me off with the shower head and then dried me with the towel.

“Okay, you smell much better” As she helped me put on my clothes.

Mom reached down for my boxer briefs to pull it up, still with her head turned away and had difficulty over the huge rod in her way, the cloth was able to stretch and tuck my massive erection inside. She reached for my pants and pulled it up but had difficulty when it came to the huge erection tent I had erected beneath my underwear.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep without relieving myself,” I said.

“Oh…” She said.

Mom then looked at the huge erection briefly then away and contemplated her decision.

“Fine, I’ll help you there too sweetie,” Mom said in a quiet tone as if someone would hear her.

I lay back on my bed in my underwear, the large erection still poking and erection a huge tent. Mom brought a towel and some wet-naps from the bathroom cabinets. Se got next to my bed and pulled the underwear down to my knees and reached down with her hands to began exploring the surface of it. Her hands tightened to a grip and she started stroking it. Her hands working the cock up and down the long length. She was looking away a bit embarrassed, her face red in the darkness of the room and her chest moving up and down as she jerked me.

"Do you want some lotion sweetie," She said in a whisper and looked away, still red.

"I'm fine. Keep going," I said.

I had built up so much during the day in anticipation that it didn’t take me long before it finally blasted out of me. Mom reached over for a wet-nap and towel and started cleaning it while I was panting on the bed. She pulled my underwear up and put on my pants.

“Thanks, mom,” I said lying back in bliss.

“Mmm hmm,” she said shyly and quickly left my room.

During the night I would visit the control center and watch her in her room. She reached into her bags of personal belongings and brought out a vibrator and began pleasuring herself on the bed. I watched for a while and jerked myself and went back to sleep.