"So much for controlling erotic feelings", I thought.Before I could quell my libido sufficiently to get to sleep, I had to masturbate twice more.When ... awoke, I had my usual morning erection. I had to relieve myself of that, then I got up resolved that there would be no more lusting for mother. I would be a loving, dutiful son, and nothing else.I was up before mother so I set out the breakfast and made the tea. By then mother was up and dressed, and seemingly her normal business like self.. Those garter belts with the stockings attached to it with elastic bands.She could lick her lips and Mark would wonder how it would feel if she licked his lips instead. His fantasies about his mother turned gorgeous women that wear glasses and have their hair in a bun into a fetish or sorts. Thanks to his mother he would always find women like that hot somehow; the mousy-yet-good looking librarian types.As the years of his teenage-dom passed by, he had also learned to sneak into his parents'. “Did you just break my hymen?”“You’re still a virgin, I’m sorry!”“You are why I have stayed a virgin, Jack. I’ve always wanted you to be my first. I should have told you.”“What do you want me to do, Lynn?”“Fuck me, fuck me hard, little brother, I want all of you deep inside me, please?”I began the motions and it was amazing, how good it felt. I’ve been masturbating for a number of years, causing many stains both inside my underwear and on my bed linen, but this was new.Very new ... and very. I managed to turn some heads on my walk of shame or walk of pride. I rinsed off my body quickly and chose to explore the glory hole area. My cock was aching for some relief. The glory hole area had a raised platform with several large holes. About half of them were enclosed in cubicles with curtains, for the shy ones, I guess and the other half was made out of clear plexiglass and wide open. There were three other guys staying on the platform with their cocks stuck in holes and from the look of.