After Lacrosse Practice Ch.1

It was hot as fuck outside and my practice clothes were soaked through. The sun was just setting when I got home from lacrosse practice. I didn’t shower with the rest of the guys because I wanted to smoke some weed in my car before getting home. Both my parents were out working till late and I had the whole house to myself. I was also incredibly horny so I couldn’t wait to get home and jerk off. I was just in a white sleeves compression tank and white compression tights with no underwear underneath or shorts on top. My muscles aches a little and it felt nice to let my biceps and legs hang loose. I reached our kitchen side door and set my stuff down while I fumbled for the keys. By now my dick was throbbing and it was pretty obvious I had a boner. That’s when I got the idea.

A tall fence covered my neighbor’s view of my side door and no one was home. So I peeled off my tank, exposing my cut abs and broad, smooth chest. I took one last look before slipping off my compression tights. I felt the slick material get caught on my dick, which flopped back and smacked my stomach. I took one step inside and noticed a nearly empty wine bottle on the counter. Mom’s home, FUCK. And she’s celebrating if she’s drinking the good wine. I stood there frozen, not sure what to do. I quickly grabbed my clothes and gym bag and walked to my room. Still no sign of mom. I paused in the hall and looked out the sliding glass door that led to the pool. That’s where she was, laying outside on a lawn chair in a small ass bikini, the kind she’s been buying ever since she started losing weight a year ago. She was talking on the phone loudly while resting her wine glass on one knee, giving me and incredible view of her juicy, Latina ass. Twelve months ago I wouldn’t have batted an eye, but I couldn’t help notice her flat stomach and long, lean legs. Her tits were sizable jugs too. Took me a sec to realize I was gawking at her from the hallway naked. I turned again towards my room when a voice whispered in the back of my head.

What if she caught you naked?

My heart started beating fast. Just last week I had caught her naked after walking in to her room absentmindedly.

She had just showered after a wine night with dad, who was still watching tv downstairs. We were both caught off-guard and froze in unison. She was the one who broke the spell first, smiling coyly before laughing a I little. I stammered a sorry while leaving as fast as I could. Looking back I realized she had made no attempt whatsoever to cover herself up. Had that been on purpose? My mind was racing and the ideas were coming at a million miles an hour. I finally decided to go for it. Fuck it, why not? She hadn’t bothered covering up. Why should I?

I was gonna wait until she walked inside to walk out of my room with headphones in, completely naked. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was gonna pass out. I quickly peeked to see if mom was still on the phone before running to the bathroom to go look at myself. My body had filled out nicely from all the lacrosse practice I’d been doing. I had huge arms and pretty thick legs, not to mention a firm, round ass that I pride myself on. Not to get too douchey, but my abs got me any chick or dude I wanted at my college.

It felt like forever before mom walked back inside, but 10 minutes later, she finally did. She walked to the kitchen and poured herself another glass of wine, then went straight for the couch in the living room. I could tell she was a little tipsy while I spied on her from down the hallway. Finally, took a deep breath and put my giant headphones over my ears and blasted something with bass to get me going. My dick was semi-hard when I walked out of my room. I was afraid it was gonna be full mast by the time I got to the kitchen. Fuck it. I walked down the hall and did my best to not to notice mom.