Days go by...

After he excused himself from video night, too weirded out by his dad cumming over the upholstery. Mike found himself in a bit of a quandary.

The next morning he found all his clothes missing and when he asked his mom about it, she said that they weren't needed anymore. She had gotten rid of all the clothes in the house. This made it now impossible to wear anything at all, especially on those days when he wasn't so comfortable.

Ok, he could deal with that. But it was his parents constant sexual exploits, whether it was on the kitchen table, the living room or the bedroom that got to him the most. What's more, each time they encouraged him to join in, often times leaving bodily fluid on the surfaces that they just happened to be using.

But it'd be a lie if he didn't say his body didn't react to watching them go at it. Many a times, this led to him scurrying away with a raging boner amidst his parents confused faces.

He noticed from watching local and international tv that this phenomenon was only contained to a certain radius around him. But he watched slowly as this problem spread, day after day.

It was strange. The people who were still clothed thought nothing of the people being naked. Instead, they thought themselves as strange for wearing anything in the first place. Which led them to removing them shortly thereafter, admidst the encouraging onlookers.

How would this effect people living in cold or harsh climates? Only time would tell all. Maybe Mike could fix this when it became a problem.

For now though, he had just woken up to the alarm going off. He had to say, he did enjoy not having to put clothes on in the morning. Mike hated the way his underwear constricted his junk in the morning, especially when he had wood like now.

Mike sighed as he fondled his scrotom, thinking about the rest of the day. Today was the day where his mom was to take him to get a new cock ring. His father couldn't because he had a client from work flying in.

Why he couldn't go by himself, as his mother explained it, " I'm your mother. I picked out your clothes, food and school and I'll be damned if I don't pick out something as important as your new cock ring".

That was when Mike remembered thinking that it was good that his mother always helped him. And now she was, doing it down to the smallest detail.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he grabbed ahold of his semi hard cock giving it a few pumps. He had taken to finishing himself off in his room or toilet in the early morning or evenings. He just couldn't bring himself to cum infront of his parents, much to their constant goading to do it.

Maybe he was beginning to be the weird one. He was a healthy young man, why shouldn't he be okay with it.

Deciding to think about it later, Mike picked up the pace on his cock.