So I sit up, dick pointed toward the ceiling, and let my feet hit the floor to get my day started. I stand up and walk my naked ass to the shower, try...ng to wake up. I turn the water on, hot but not to hot, hoping it would soothe my morning wood and help me focus on the day ahead rather than my raging erection. I force my dick downward, and after a few seconds, my morning piss starts flowing. Pissing on hard feels amazing, for you ladies who have never experienced it. After a few seconds I'm. I looked to see that her eyes were wide open. My heart sank.“Mom… I couldn’t help it… I’m sorry” said my eyes filling with tears. Then I was surprised, instead of scolding me like I thought she would she smiled.“Don’t be sorry,” she whispered, “its only natural, I mean even I get the urge… of course I’m more subtle about it because in eighteen years you have yet to catch me do it.”I felt my cheeks burn red. I didn’t think it was such a good thing to talk about stuff like that with your mother.. I had expected her to be pissed and say a few unkind words about Brian, but she didn't. She just looked at me and said:"He's wrong Jimmy, you do know that don't you? You are my life and you always will be."I did know that.I knew what she had been like before we got together, how could I not? She lived two doors down from me and we had been classmates from the fifth grade all the way through high school. I was at a party after the senior prom where she had taken on seven of our classmates. I'd. Through the different mirrors and in direct view, I'd watch her. She was still young herself then, a brunette, and I thought she was absolutely the most gorgeous woman in the world. Hell, my mom was smoking hot. She was petite, her skin bronzed by the sun everywhere her two piece didn't cover, and everywhere else a lovely milky white with perfect skin. I could alter where I looked and see most of what went on anywhere in that bathroom, and to this day I remember vividly everything about one.