Hey, modern problems require modern solutions.

James decided that **** circumstances required **** measures to be taken. So, while ponderously cleaning the bath, taking care not to hit his nuts or knock his tits into something, he didn't flush all his semen down the drain of the bath tub. Instead, he swiped some of his mothers empty lotion containers and scooped them full of his cooling cum. Only due to the fact that he had recently swallowed a lot of it - and knew that it wouldn't taste as good cold - could James hold back from getting another taste of his... delicious... cum...

Shaking his head vigorously, James closed the lids of the containers and finished cleaning. Considering the state he had left the bath in and the handicap of his enormous assets, James felt pretty proud at the speed he had finished the cleaning. All evidence of his escapades gone, he could now begin the next step of his plan. His parents had to ingest his seed. Only he had no real idea how to do that. Checking the time on his phone, James saw that he had about two hours before his mother would come home, then half an hour to 45 minutes until his father arrived. That left him ample time to do... something. But what?

His mother Anne was just as likely to order food as she was to cook or prepare a frozen dinner. There were just too many variables there. Trust in the irresistible smell of his cum? Cold as it was this was too risky as well. What to do, what to do...