Nolan was in the shower, cold water pattering his body as he tried to calm down his raging boner.
At this point, he had gotten used to being hard whenever he was at home, and cold showers had been his most used way -aside from the milking sessions his mom performed every night- to calm down his raging boner.
Releasing a load by himself was troublesome, it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but that he had nowhere to release it to.
He couldn't count how many times he clogged the toilet in his early days when he used to try to cover his hard-on whenever he was in the house.
Now the job of his release fell solely on his mother, which to his dismay caused his almost calm member to start raging again.
Sighing, he tried to think of something else besides his mother and her eternal jiggling assets.
'It's almost been a year since that day, and everything the book said became true.' He flexed his sleek yet muscle-filled arms.
The power he could feel from his body had already passed the point of being possible for a human body. The punching bag he used in the gym wasn't so that he could train how to punch hard, it was so that he could control his immense strength.
Because of his gradual increase in strength over a year, he didn't cause too many incidents like breaking door handles or any other delicate stuff, but he still did the damage, especially when he played games, he has gone through about 20 controllers total.
Thus he went to the gym to practice his control over his strength, but he found himself attracting unwanted people like coach boxers or ring fighter coaches.
Their persistence and annoying talk about wasting his potential and other such things forced him to stop going to the gym for a while until again his strength began destroying other stuff around the house.
The solution came in the form of transforming a part of their wide basement into a personal gym, which he was grateful for as the expenses were paid by his mom.
The only problem with this arrangement was that his mother also began using the gym, which would have been fine on its own, but what she did was Yoga and stretches.
The core problem was that she did it while wearing a sports bra and shorts, those which outline everything they were hiding. She didn't wear panties.
Focusing on his workouts was difficult since the gym wasn't that spacious, to begin with. Their proximity would cause his eyes to involuntarily glance at her hot and obscene body stretching the tight clothes she wore.
Just yesterday when they were doing their workouts, he could barely stop himself from ripping her shorts, she did this stretch where she spread her legs from side to side, her back on the mat, while her mound was visible for him to see.
Thankfully he stopped himself and decided to go to an outside gym for a few days to calm down the intense situation transpiring between him and his mom.
Finished showering, he stood in front of a body-length mirror naked, looking at his features and face. They were a far cry from a year ago, and they were the only reminder that was stopping him from doing anything with his mother.
He dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, quickly going to the kitchen to satiate his hunger.
Coming down the stairs, his mom already filled the small table in the kitchen with dishes. Waiting in a chair opposite his chair.
He sat down, and looked at his smiling mom for a second, before quietly beginning to consume all the food on the table.
"How were your exams today?" Jane tried to make small talk while she happily watched her darling eat his food.
"It was fine, not too difficult." while Nolan was focused on his food entirely. Her food has always been the most delicious food he ever ate, better than 2-star restaurants.
"Are you ready for your final math test tomorrow?' Jane asked about the only subject her darling was bad at, ever since he was a kindergartner.
"I hope so, I have been revising with Jimmy for the whole week, If that doesn't make me pass, I don't know what will." Jimmy was a true nerd, while he was only a game nerd.
COUGH!
"Here, slow down a little before you choke." Jane passed him a glass of steaming milk, one she milked from her boobs while he was showering. Since the more fresh it was, the more vitality it provided.
Nolan drank the cup of milk quickly, his source of power and growth for the better part of a year. It tasted sweet and was delicious, it didn't give off this otherworldly or mystifying sensation of power at all.
They stayed quiet for a while, the occasional gulping and chewing of Nolan being the only sound. Being with each other for 17 years, there wasn't that much to talk about between them.
No, they were, but the underlying tension was making everything awkward between them, but they lived with it anyway.
"Oh right! Keira will be staying with us starting next week and for the whole summer. Her mother has a business trip, and she didn't want to leave her alone in the house. I hope you don't mind." Said Jane while taking a careful look at her darling's expression.
Nolan was surprised to hear the news, Keira was their neighbor forever, and she was his childhood crush. Like his mom, her mom was single and was the provider of their household.
They used to hang out, play and share a lot of things but eventually, they broke apart slowly once she got tired of him always being sick.
He wasn't surprised about Keira living with them, he was surprised his mom allowed this.
As far as he knew she was too doting and clingy to the core, a habit ingrained in her as she used to take care of him and his every need ever since he was born. Apart from this year of course.
She rarely allowed guests to the house, afraid they would contaminate it and give him a sickness or disease that would make his already weak body worse.
This irrational yet necessary fear decreased once he began middle school eventually.
"I see, sure I don't mind. Wait, where would she sleep then?" Their house only had two bedrooms, one for his mom and the other for himself. Space in the city was precious, everything is shrunk or maximized to the limit, that included the neighborhood houses they lived in.
"Your room of course." She smiled mischievously, praising herself for the perfect plan she came up with to make them closer.
"What!? Where would I sleep then?" asked Nolan bewildered, he didn't have to deal with such situations before.
"Well, You could either sleep in the basement or ... sleep with me.. in the bed. Doesn't that sound much better than the cold basement?" Her smile widened, as she saw his red face at the mention of sleeping with her.
"Oh come on! That isn't fair!" Nolan pouted, resigning himself to sleep in the basement. He should have made it more cozy when he was installing the gym equipment.
"What, is sleeping with me that bad? sigh.. where did my precious boy who would snuggle with his mom every day disappear into?"Jane faked a pained face, acting dramatically as she plopped on the table, her boobs stretching and spilling to the sides of her small crop top.
Nolan gulped as he looked at them, shaking his head to get them out of his mind. Finished with his food, he stood up and began gathering all the plates. He was responsible for washing them.
Jane looked at his back as he walked away, sighing internally. She stood up and went to the living room, turning on the tv.
"Wanna watch a film together?" She asked Nolan as she went through media platforms, entering one and putting on a random comedy show.
"In a second!" Replied Nolan as his heart sped up a little.
A few minutes later, they sat on the sofa, watching the show, while a shared blanket covered their lower bodies.
Jane looked from the side, watching his focused look at the screen. Smiling, she came closer to him, snuggling on his side and putting her head on his right shoulder.
Nolan didn't move, intently looking at the screen, yet he didn't pay any real attention to the tv.
5 minutes later, a snoring sound emerged, and his heart sped up a little. He looked at his sleeping mom, and he used his left hand to straighten her drooped head on his shoulder.
Seeing her beautiful face, he was mesmerized, getting his lips closer to her luscious and pink full lips. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
He used both his hands to adjust her sleeping, laying her back fully on the sofa. His whole body leaned over her, looking for any signs of her act slipping.
Seeing none, he focused on her enormous jiggly tits, his hands moving to hold them.
Her tits as always were heavenly to the touch. He pulled and stretched them like dough, his fingers digging deep into the fleshy mounds.
Not wanting to wait any longer, he pulled her crop top up, freeing them easily. Holding both of her tits from the base in a tight grip, he adjusted her nipples to his mouth before beginning to suck them ferociously.
Sweet and delicious milk began pouring out in large quantities almost instantly, his true meal for the day.
This play of her pretending to sleep while he sucked her tits was an unspoken agreement between them for him to drink her precious milk every night, the sole reason she drank the mixture in the evening was to prepare for this.
The Milk was fresh and had the most potent vitality at this stage, so they inevitably came to this Play to maximize the benefits of the mixture.
A few minutes went in silence as Nolan gulped copious amounts of her breast milk, watching her sleeping face intently.
She was smiling yet her eyes were still closed, as he sucked and licked her puffy and lactating nipples, she began breathing heavily.
He did his very best to quickly empty her tits while stopping himself from beginning to dry hump her pussy that was just below his erect member.
To his dismay, she wrapped her legs around his waist, mashing his dick on her mound. He groaned, and in retaliation bit her nipples forcefully, eliciting a moan from her.
They did this back and forth of playing and rubbing each other with their bodies, enjoying themselves.
Eventually, the breast milk ran out, and after a minute of playing with her nipples and tits, he released her, adjusting her cropped tank top.