I retired to my apartment for the evening, hoping that maybe a good night’s sleep would help.As soon as my alarm sounded again the following morning... though, I realized it was not to be. If anything, the pain was worse.Still walking in a slightly stooped position ... and now intermittently grabbing onto the walls ... I forced myself through the workday. I was relieved when Lisa sent me a text telling me she had to work late, obviating the need to come up with another excuse for not working out.. This was changing everything. All I could think about was my mom and how hot she was making me. I had wonderful wet dreams about fucking her, eating her warm pussy and her giving me wonderful blow jobs. All these things I hoped….were headed in that direction for real. Each morning got hotter. When I didn’t think it could get any better. I waited for mom to come to my room. She would spot my boner and smile. “Already turning you on, am I?” she would say. She would do her sexy tease dance, and. With a firm tug it swung away from the wall on a hinge revealing a nice size opening in the wall to the Janitor’s closet. I walked through the closet door and then sat before the hole.About five minutes later I heard footsteps entering the bathroom and the last stall door opened. Then I heard clearly a belt buckle and zipper being pulled down. I sat on the edge of the bucket peeking through the hole curious as to what is happening on the other side of the hole. Just as I leaned forward to spy. “You like that slut!?” he yelled at me…“oh yea! Fuck my fucking shit hole you fucking stud!!!” I screamed “Cum on me!” He pulled his Penis from my ass suddenly leaving it wide open and gaping to the air. The sudden sensation of the sticky air rushing into my throbbing opening pushed me over the edge. I began to climax hard. The young man pushed one hand against my thigh as he shot his warm sticky load all over my open anus. The sticky goo ran down my legs and what seemed like streams of cum hit.