Aim with the mouth

Heather fell back again frustrated. She needed to push her son's penis towards that tube, but in doing so she bent it to hard and cut-off his urethra. She needed a more gentle touch, and only had one option available. It was unthinkable... but she knew worse was yet to come.

"John... I'm gonna try to point your penis with my mouth."

John had been hoping for this. He was sore and scared, but the sight of his naked mother and the feel of her face on his cock was getting interesting.

"Ok Mom"

He watched her reach up again and felt her gently pull his penis into her mouth sideways, so that his head was pointing out. She twisted her head a few times trying to find a position... and at one point used her tounge to reposition his cock.

"Tilt left Mom, no, sorry, right. Lean back a little to point me up... ok, I think maybe that's it. Hold that position and I'll try. "

It felt like forever, but soon he felt his bladder relaxing and the pee started to flow.

Heather felt it too... the strange sensation of pee flowing through her son's penis in her mouth. Thankfully there wasn't a strong smell, but still she winced as she heard the pee splattering and felt her arms getting a little wet from splashback.

John almost forgot why he was doing this, but realized he was falling short of the tube. "Higher, Mom" he called. She tilted back more, and the pee arced higher...