I came inside the bathroom in a towel, nothing else.She was also in a towel showing off her great body. I can’t control my self. My dick started to ...row. She saw that she didn’t say anything. She may be 40 years but looks 30 years old.She poured oil all over my body, not in the head. She was massaging my body, wow that was awesome. My dick was making a tent in the towel.Mom: Son, stand up.I stood up. She pulled down the towel. I tried to cover my dick.Mom: Come on, son, I have seen you naked.. I stripped down and started gawking at myself. Well, yeah we guys do that pretty much every time we get out of the shower. But those performances are more like Arnold's Conan, not so much Michelangelo's David. I had to prepare myself by trying every possible pose they would ask of me. The Thinker, Atlas holding up the world, Swooping Crane. I even had my head between my legs to see how I'd look to a bunch of people staring at my every facet.Then I saw it. How could I forget? As a nude model,. We immensely loved my birthday night and our sex lives were changed forever.Over the next couple of months, regular traditional sex was slowly fading away. We had sex everyone night after, but only pulled out the strap-on once that month. The next month we used it four times. After that, it was every other session. Eventually we just gave in, we both loved pegging more than tradition sex and it became our only form of sex. Our collection of various harnesses, corsets, dildos grew exponentially.. “Now tell me what happened last night after I left.”“Your head is too big already! I don’t know if I should tell you or not,” I replied. Brian leered as he leaned down and looked to where his cock was tenting his jeans. As I followed his gaze down, I could see him flex his cock and I laughed, “Not that head, you big goof! The one on your shoulders!”“Oh! Well then, please proceed,” Brian said with faux innocence.“Okay. When you left I went back to the computer and started browsing the websites.