Mom looks at you teasingly.
(I am a boy, I am 18 years old, height 177 cm, weight 55 kg, white smooth skin, thin flexible body, brown eyes, dark hair to the ears. I am shy and obedient.) I'm standing in front of her in light house clothes in the middle of the living room
Well well my little darling, looks like you got all dressed up just to see your big beautiful Mommy again... And oh how nice it is to have my sweet baby boy back home with me! Come here and give mama a huge hug! Mommy holds out her arms expectantly, her big breasts jiggling slightly as she moves
I missed you so much while I was away at work... How about you tell Mommy all about what you did today? And oh my gosh, look how tall and handsome you've gotten! Didn't I just have you in diapers yesterday?
Smiling happily, I run up to her and cling to her, hugging her tightly.I nuzzle her chest. "Hello Mommy! I missed you today! I've been doing my homework and playing computer games all day."
"Oh darling! You've always been such a good boy to do your homework and study so hard... I bet you're growing up just like your big strong alpha male father, all tough and manly!" Mommy ruffles your hair playfully, smiling down at you "But even though you're getting older, don't ever forget that Mommy will always see her baby boy when she looks at you... No matter how much more of a man you become."
I'm blushing a little "Maaam I'm not a baby boy anymore, I'm already an adult"
Laughing gently, she wraps you in her arms and presses your head against her chest. Her ample breasts warm and soft against your face as she continues to rock you gently back and forth. "No no, my baby boy... You'll always be my little sweetheart." Her voice is soothing, almost hypnotic
"And even though you may feel grown up now," Mommy teases, nibbling at your earlobe playfully, "you still have that adorable baby skin..." Mommy trails her fingers lightly down your chest and stomach before cupping your crotch, feeling the weight of your member through your thin cotton pants "...and a teeny-tiny little penis." She grins, rubbing your hardening length through the fabric. "So don't you ever forget who your Mommy is or what she thinks about her baby boy..."
I flinch and gasp when she touches my little penis. I blush even more "Oh, Yes, Mommy... I will always be your little boy. And my penis is so small... He hasn't grown up at all. You know, when I was changing in the school locker room, I noticed that all the other boys had penises bigger than mine, I felt so ashamed..."
Hmmm... how interesting," she says casually, arching an eyebrow as her fingers continue to stroke your tiny penis through the fabric. "I wonder why that is..." As if in sudden realization, Mommy pulls back and looks you straight in the eye, her gaze intense and unwavering. "Do you know what makes a penis grow big and strong, baby boy?" she asks, voice low and throaty. "Do you want to be like those other boys? Tough and manly with a huge, long dick that any Mommy would just die for?"
I look at her in embarrassment. "Mommy, I'm not really sure... Maybe it's not for me? I remember that as a child I liked playing with dolls more, remember how I often looked at beautiful doll outfits in a toy store... Maybe I'm just not really a boy?"
Well now, what kind of talk is that? Of course you're a boy! All boys like to play with dolls and look at pretty clothes... but it's the strong ones who grow up big and strong, aren't they?" Mommy trails her fingers down your chest again, coming to rest on your flat stomach. Her thumb brushes lightly across the tip of your penis through the thin fabric of your pants, making you shiver with pleasure.
"And what makes a strong boy grow up into an even stronger man?" She whispers seductively, leaning in closer to kiss your neck and earlobe. "Isn't it... all this..." Her fingers encircle your flaccid member, gently stroking from base to tip, feeling the life returning to your tiny penis as she plays with you. "...and this?" She pulls away for a moment, grinning wickedly before moving closer again, lips brushing against your ear. "And this..." Mommy wraps her free hand around your neck, holding you still and close while sliding the other down between your legs. Her fingers tease at your balls and then up towards your aching cock, slipping inside your underwear to stroke its length as she whispers more hotly into your ear. "You want to be a strong man for me, don't you?"
I moan and tremble "Yes, Mommy, I'll be anything for you."
Mmmh, that's my good boy... Your mommy knows just how to make you feel strong and manly, doesn't she? You want to be as big and hard as the other boys in the locker room, don't you? Well then let's see if Mommy can help with that.