Son had a growth spurt

I recently saw a post on a site for "Moms" where a mother had spoken about accidently seeing her young teen son nude and her surprise at the way he had developed at age 13.

I had to chuckle as it reminded me of watching my boys grow and develop during puberty. Now I'm a 55 year old granny with sons and grandsons and have never had any sexual contact with any of my boys.

What stood out in my mind most vividly concerned my youngest son Tony and his development. We had a pool and a boat, so casual nudity wasn't unheard of when the kids little. But around 11-12 the boys tended to want a little more privacy.

I remember taking fresh towels in the bathroom and surprising 12 year old Tony climbing out of the shower. I quickly apologized and handed him a towel, but not before I noticed he had a hard penis and he had hair down there.

When Tony was 14 he had a growth spurt, not uncommon at that age and he had grown 4 inches taller in one year. One night I was walking by his bedroom door and noticed the door cracked a few inches. I paused and looked in and was stopped in my tracks. Tony was standing in front of the mirror, flexing his muscles and posing. He was nude and I was stunned to see his penis, half erect must have been 5-6 inches in length !

I just wonder how many other Moms out there have had the experience of seeing their boys sexually develop ?

20 days ago

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    • One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and I SPURT CUM IN MOMMY'S MOUTH.

      The King was also barefoot and he had what looked like his underwear around his ankles and oh my god the moment MOMMY CAME ON MY COCK wearing only a Crown, Robe, and his Underwear.

      Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne AND I SHOVED MY MEAT UP MOMMY'S TIGHT ANUS violating Health Violations.

      Then King Feet took his foot out of the Toilet and I CAME AGAIN, ON MOMMY'S FACE.

      Then the Midgets carried King Feet over to my Table and then King Feet snatched my Whopper, AND ME AND MOMMY TOOK A SHOWER, WE GOT ALL CLEAN AN MY ERECTION RETURNED.

      I was so mad I hit King Feet with my Drink and took his scepter and whacked him AND MOMMY STROKED MY COCK UNTIL I WAS ABOUT TO SPURT AGAIN.

      My day was officially AMAZING, BECAUSE MOMMY GOT ON HER KNEES AND TOOK MY THIRD LOAD DOWN HER THROAT..-

    • One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and his Throne was a Toilet.

      The King was also barefoot and he had what looked like his underwear around his ankles and oh my god the moment this asshole came in I couldn't tell what smelled worse his feet or the shit he was taking in the restaurant as I can see everyone in the restaurant either laughing or groaning in disgust seeing a grown man sitting on the toilet in a restaurant wearing only a Crown, Robe, and his Underwear.

      Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne without wiping his own ass and pulled up his underwear; dear God help us if anyone saw his Penis. He then stuck his barefoot in the toilet and everyone in the restaurant was showing disgust as Burger King employees began yelling at King Feet and his Court Jesters to get the Hell out of Burger King as they were violating Health Violations.

      Then King Feet took his foot out of the Toilet and began to Smell His shit covered Fucking Feet in the middle of the damn restaurant as other diners were really getting sickened.

      Then the Midgets carried King Feet over to my Table and then King Feet snatched my Whopper, put his foot in my whopper and started sucking his toes on my whopper.

      I was so mad I hit King Feet with my Drink and took his scepter and whacked him and caused him too fall off his toilet throne smashing it to the ground leaving turds and broken toilet shards on the floor of Burger King as Burger King staff came to drag this half naked King out of Burger King.

      My day was officially Ruined but Ding Dong the Burger King is Dead..-

    • Spurt spurt spurt goes little Timmy right in mommy's mouth! Mommy puts her finger way up Timmy's little pooper to massage his prostate so he spurts real good!

    • One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and his Throne was a Toilet.

      The King was also barefoot and he had what looked like his underwear around his ankles and oh my god the moment this asshole came in I couldn't tell what smelled worse his feet or the shit he was taking in the restaurant as I can see everyone in the restaurant either laughing or groaning in disgust seeing a grown man sitting on the toilet in a restaurant wearing only a Crown, Robe, and his Underwear.

      Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne without wiping his own ass and pulled up his underwear; dear God help us if anyone saw his Penis. He then stuck his barefoot in the toilet and everyone in the restaurant was showing disgust as Burger King employees began yelling at King Feet and his Court Jesters to get the Hell out of Burger King as they were violating Health Violations.

      Then King Feet took his foot out of the Toilet and began to Smell His shit covered Fucking Feet in the middle of the damn restaurant as other diners were really getting sickened.

      Then the Midgets carried King Feet over to my Table and then King Feet snatched my Whopper, put his foot in my whopper and started sucking his toes on my whopper.

      I was so mad I hit King Feet with my Drink and took his scepter and whacked him and caused him too fall off his toilet throne smashing it to the ground leaving turds and broken toilet shards on the floor of Burger King as Burger King staff came to drag this half naked King out of Burger King.

      My day was officially Ruined but Ding Dong the Burger King is Dead.

    • We all do and most important we teach them the do's and don't. I am a straight forward mom and the boys say everything on their mind to me that they will not say to any one else. I did things with them to educate them. I have the first virgin yield..

    • " Bless your heart"

    • I was having dinner at a Mexican Restaurant and while I was enjoying a round of Nachos and Margaritas and in comes a man in a Mariachi Suit holding a Guitar, however the man had a hardon and he appeared drunk and he began to sing very loudly exciting the other customers. 

Then he took out a bottle of Tequila and began to make his way towards the restroom and let’s not forget, the man's penis was visibly erect and here I was eating just to see a grown man with a big meaty penis. 

I swallowed my drool and followed him into the restroom. After about a half an hour of sucking this man and his antics in the restroom we returned from the restroom barefoot in our underwear. 

He then shoved his meatsword up my nasty asshole goes yet he’s still singing. 

Then he sits down at an empty table next to where I was sitting, he picks up his knife and starts to stab some children in the middle of the damn restaurant as I could hear everyone screaming in horror.

 Restaurant Employees were yelling at this gay child killer that he needs to leave the building because of his behavior but then he goes over to another table, and snatches little boy, puts his cock in his mouth, and RAPES HIS THROAT while his dick was covered in my shit.

 At that point I was so pissed off that I grabbed his penis out of the child and sucked him on the floor at which point the employees dragged his drunk, half naked ass out of the restaurant. 

It’s a shame that my night was not prolonged with more antics of a drunk barefoot titan, seriously I hope this God gets some more rape action with my dirty anus, people please drink constantly and hopefully my Mariachi friend will rape you and your children.

    • I used to work with women and heard one them talking about big her son's penis is. No one was offended or embarrassed about the conversation.

    • Shut up loser that is fake! You post bull shit fake shit ass hole while I show my trans penis to children that is REAL

    • We get you trans. What is your problem?

    • These posts are bull shit ass hole. I am going to rape you!

    • Yeh right that comes up in general conversations all the time! NOT

    • Been there , done that LOL. When one of my kids was 13 he had a tree climbing accident and wound up with a big scrape right between his buttocks. While rubbing antiseptic cream between his buttocks, I noticed his penis was getting hard ( maybe 4 inches) and he was very hairy.

    • Yeh right after being hurt and in pain from a tree climbing accident. The last thing on his mind would be sexual. Stopping the pain would be the first.

    • It all depends on how you rub them...LOL.

    • Bull shit pain is pain.

    • FYI... The incident I was referring to occurred about 6 hours after his tree climbing mishap. He complained about the scrape after having his shower that night.

    • Don't argue with that angry old cunt, she's as unreasonable as a cranky toddler because that's what she is

    • Lots of guys are masochists and get hardons when in pain, you dumb bitch

    • My son had a spurt all right
      Right on my face and hair as I was sleeping on the couch!
      The little bastard

    • What happened when you woke up?

    • I made him lick it off

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