His mom

Checking the screen, K-T saw that the caller ID read “Mom”. He quickly answered, cheerfully saying “hi”. His mom immediately started yelling at him. “Why haven’t you been answering your phone? I’ve called multiple times! You better not be goofing around instead of watching Mary’s house, I’m not going to lose a dear friend from your carelessness”, she shouted out without giving K-T a chance to respond.

Once his mom had stopped to take a breath, K-T replied telling her that he had been taking a nap and didn’t hear his phone ring. He let her know he was taking good care of Mary’s house and even helped out her neighbor with yard work and that everything was going well. Relieved that K-T wasn’t screwing up the job, his mom calmed down. “The reason for my call, is that we are getting bored in Hawaii and decided to extend the trip internationally” she explained excitedly. “Unfortunately, we did not bring our passports and need you to get them from the house and ship them to our hotel here”. Unable to hide his disappointment in not only missing a Hawaiian vacation, but an international trip as well, he was chewed out by his mom. “You get to spend all summer in a large, beautiful home, and get paid for it. You should be more grateful” she started shouting again.

Trying to calm her down, he apologized and said he would get his parent’s and sister’s passports. “We are leaving in a couple of days, so you need to overnight them tomorrow” his mom explained. “Call me if there are any issues, we really need these” she continued. Before he could respond, she wished him well and hung up.

Reeling from the call, K-T decided to head to his house now and get the passports so he could ship them in the morning. Not wanting to make the long walk to his house and back, he remembered that Mary had said he could drive Jennifer’s car. Going up to his room, he pulled out his only item of clothing, the romper that his aunt had gotten for him. Stepping into it, he found that it was a little small for him. Pulling it on, he had a difficult time trying to get his erection squeezed into the outfit. As he buttoned it up, the fabric was tight around his torso and didn’t allow for a lot of breathing room.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he could see bits of skin between each of the stretched buttons. Even worse, he could see the distinct bulge of his balls and the outline of his erection pointing toward his hip. He was embarrassed by how he looked, but thinking that his only other option was wearing nothing at all, decided to stick with his outfit. He adjusted his boner to point upward toward his stomach to appear less noticeable before turning away from the mirror.

Heading downstairs, he let Satan out before putting on his shoes. As he bent down to tie them, the top button on the romper snapped, and went flying across the room. Looking down, he saw a little bit of his chest exposed, but nothing too risqué. Standing up, he moved across the house. Grabbing the keys off of a hook on the wall, he stepped into the garage and got into the car. Sitting down in the seat, the second button popped off, revealing more of his chest. “I have to be more careful of how I move” he thought to himself as he started the car. Backing out of the garage, he hoped for an uneventful trip to his house and back.