A Gift for Scott

A Gift for Scott – by 6EroticWanderingMind9 — Copyright © 2023

During the period when our son Scott was growing up, I continually told him how handsome he was and he would always respond by saying thank you, but that he didn’t think he was any different from many of his friends.

I lightheartedly told him, that if he kept on the course he was on in the ‘good looks’ department, that any number of desirable young woman would more than likely be lining up wanting to date him.

As time went on, not only did he continue to become more handsome and strikingly so, a real Adonis in my view. Unfortunately, due to a freak injury he incurred while rock climbing, he became crippled below the waist and was confined to a wheelchair and my prediction of the young women lining up to date him never materialized.

I didn’t fool myself and fully realized that Scott’s physical limitations and needs resulting from his injury would require a uniquely special woman, for her to be interested in becoming involved with Scott romantically. She would not only have to be someone willing to take on the responsibilities of assisting him with his daily physical needs, but just as importantly accept his limitations in satisfying her sexual desires and requirements.

Due to his warm and friendly nature, Scott did however have several very attractive female friends, but they unfortunately were not to become anything more than platonic friendships.

Following his accident, I took special care to stay clear of any comments regarding female companionship and it had not become an issue until Scott began having nocturnal ejaculations several times a week.

One morning as I was cleansing Scott and stripping his bed in order to cleanup the results of what appeared to have been a night of several such emissions, he lamented that he’d never felt deprived of anything until it became apparent that he would never have the opportunity to actually experience the joy of sexual relations with the opposite sex. This had been the first time that he ever voiced ‘it’s just isn’t fair’, at least out load. He did mention however that his ‘wet dreams’ did at least provide him with some measure of gratification and pleasure.

One afternoon several days later while I was sorting through his semen stained pajama bottoms and bed linens in the laundry room, it occurred to me that I could possibly attempt to help increase his level of gratification that he experienced from his nocturnal dreams and subsequent emissions, by providing him with some visual stimulation. I knew that my husband considered both ‘girlie’ magazines and soft core porn as part of his preliminary foreplay routine, which on those occasions I also found them to be personally beneficial. So I thought, why not provide Scott with similar materials to view before retiring each evening, in the hope of helping to increase his nocturnal imaginations.

As I wasn’t sure how my husband would react to my plans, I thought it best not to ask him if I could utilize some of his ‘stash’ and decided that I’d obtain a number of these items myself. Not wanting to be seen purchasing any of these items by anyone who might recognize me, I traveled to a neighboring town. I prayed that I wouldn’t be seen entering the adult ‘porn’ establishment or worse yet, while either selecting or paying for the items at the register.

I thought it prudent at the outset to remain with Scott as I began to introduce him to the adult rated videos and subsequently to several internet porn sites, telling him that it was normal that he do so. It was awkward for us both at first, especially when he had questions during some of the more erotic exchanges as they were happening on screen. It was my hope that in introducing Scott to porn, that it would help to increase his nocturnal imaginations during his dream sequences and hopefully attain a higher level of sexual release and accompanying gratification.

As I was loading the CD player for him to watch a purportedly explicit 3X video, he asked if he could watch it by himself, but this time uncovered from the waist down while lying on his bed. I was elated by his new found interest and helped him prepare and then retreated to the living room in order to provide him with a measure of privacy, telling him to call me when he needed help ‘cleaning up’. I had not noticed any attempt on his part to arouse himself by fondling his genitals, trying to ‘get it up’ while viewing any of the previous videos, but I was hopeful that he might attempt to masturbate himself this time.

Knowing that the video he was going to view was 55 minuets long, after waiting for an hour and 15 minuets I went to his door and when I didn’t hear anything, thinking that he might have fallen asleep, I knocked lightly and asked “Scott is everything all right?’

With an exasperated voice, he responded “Nothing happened, so you might as well come in.”

Now, I’d seen my son in all states of dress and undress, but not until I opened his door and saw him lying there with the head of his semi-erect phallus sticking out of his hand with his fingers still lightly curled around it, did I ever think of him in a sexual way.

I felt so bad for him, here he had for the first time attempted to masturbate and he sat there sexually dejected. I asked him “Do you want to discuss it?”

He responded “What good would that do? It’s just no use, I’ll never know what it is to feel a real sexual release, at least not with a female. How could I, I can’t even properly arouse myself after what, almost an hour?” And then he pleaded, “Whatever you do mom, please don’t ever mention this to anyone, I don’t need any pity or worse yet, I don’t want dad to know, it’s bad enough that you know.”

“Wait a minute young man, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, a lot of men can’t ‘perform’ whenever they want.” I responded.

Without a second’s delay Scott shot back “Oh yeah, I’ll bet dad never had a problem, especially having someone like you as his partner.”

Responding I said “Be careful Scott, that’s one bet you’d lose. I’ll tell you something and don’t you ever share this with anyone either, but your dad disappointed me on our wedding night. I think it was a combination of his being exhausted, as well as his nervousness wanting to ‘satisfy’ me, that he was unable to ‘perform'”.

Scott chuckled at my comments, then he asked, “If you don’t mind my asking mom, was dad able to ‘perform’ the following night?”

Smiling I answered “Not only did he ‘perform’, but he made up for it in spades, especially with some special assistance from yours truly.”

“How so?” he inquired further.

“Whoa, this is getting a little too personal mister!” I replied. Then, after a short period of reflection I added “Well, being that you and I have this special relationship, I know I can share some of these things, things that I wouldn’t even consider sharing with anyone else, because I know you appreciate their confidential nature.”

After a short pause I continued “Well, as you’ve seen in many of the erotic videos you’ve viewed, a sexual partner can become aroused and satisfied vaginally without direct penile penetration, their partner can perform various other acts that can be the impetus to help them climax.”

Looking dejected Scott said “Yeah, but I’ll never be in that position, no pun intended, where I’ll have anyone willing to be my sexual partner, especially since I wouldn’t easily be able to return the favor.”

I immediately responded “Whoa Scott, haven’t you been paying attention to the videos, there are a number of ways for partners to pleasure one other. Your fingers young man work just fine and you are quite capable of digitally pleasuring a partner sexually. Additionally, your tongue can be utilized to sexually arouse and pleasure a partner in several ways.”

Without missing a beat, Scott shot back “That’s true mom, but you’re the one who is now missing the point.”

I responded by asking “And that is?”

Scott answered simply “The one important point, the ‘Partner’ you kept mentioning”

I guess that up until this point, I had been somewhat oblivious and had not fully realized that by having watched a number of the videos with Scott, that I too had become sexually aroused along with him. Being that his response struck me so deeply, after an excruciating long pause I said “OK Scott, you can never divulge or share with anyone what I’m about to discuss with you, for a number of reasons. First and foremost, what I’m about to propose to you could be considered to be improper and would definitely cause serious difficulties between your father and I, should he ever find out. Additionally, it could also lead to some legal difficulties, as some might think that I took advantage of your situation and could possibly be considered as sexual abuse on my part.”

Then I asked, “Scott, do you think that if you were able to view a naked woman right here in your room as you attempted to masturbate, do you think that might possibly help to stimulate and arouse your sexual desires and help you attain a climax?”

Not actually picking up on what I was proposing, Scott responded “I guess, but we’ll never know, will we mom? What are you going to do, call ‘Babes Are Us’ and schedule a ‘house’ call?”

Continuing I said “Scott, can we agree that what we discuss or do here together is strictly confidential between just you and I, and that you promise to never divulge or mention it to anyone, not ever, not for any reason what so ever? Can you agree to that?”

Looking even more bewildered, Scott answered “Yes, of course I can, and do mom, but what exactly are you referring to?”

I checked my watch and saw that Scott’s dad wouldn’t be expected home for at lease two hours, so I said “Get ready handsome, but if you don’t approve of what I’m about to share with you, just tell me and I’ll stop and we don’t have to continue and I promise that I wouldn’t be angry with you if you don’t want me continue.”

Scott’s eyes brightened and a smile widened on his lips as I unbuttoned and removed my blouse, followed by my unclasping my bra. His jaw dropped as I allowed my bra straps to gently lower along my arms, closely followed by its cups that were covering my breasts. Then tossing the bra next to him on his bed I said “Get busy fondling yourself young man, we don’t have all day, and we certainly don’t want your dad walking in to see any of this now, do we?”