Calem and Grace get stuck in a drive-thru when Calem is very in the mood.

Calem sighed as he fell back onto his bed. All his chores and schoolwork was done and he could spend the rest of the day relaxing. The first thought he had decided to do, was jack off. He unzipped his pants, pulled them down to his knees, and started stroking his dick, which had been erect for minutes up to that point. At first he stared down at himself as he rubbed, but soon threw his head back into his pillow. His mouth was slightly opened though he barely made a noise.

A knock at his door made him stop and try to cover himself with his blanket. Mentally he was panicking until he realized the door was locked.

"Yeah?" he called, doing his best to sound normal.

"I'm going to the store, do you want to come?" his mother asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure."

Calem heard his mother walk away and pulled his pants back up. When he was walking through the hallway he adjusted his dick to be in a more comfortable position to let it soften.

A few minutes later, as he sat in the passenger seat of his mom's car, his cock hadn't gone down at all. He was still rock hard. Every time his mother looked away, he would either rub himself through his pants or move them slightly in an attempt to hide it better. He wondered why he had decided to go shopping with his mom.

'Why do you walk so slow?' Calem thought while he walked behind his mother. She stopped often, as if she was looking at every item on the shelves to decide what she wanted. Had Calem not had to deal with his non-ending erection, he probably would have walked around the store on his own, but he didn't think it was smart to walk around so publicly with a noticeable bulge. So instead he had his mother to block him.

Staying behind his mom likely also didn't help his problem. Least not when he kept staring down at her bottom. In his defense she was wearing a pair of pull-on pants that portrayed her figure positively. Only when his mother talked to him or when someone was passing by did Calem look away.

At some point his mother, Grace, was turning a corner when someone also tried to turn on it, making Grace abruptly step back into Calem. Calem was too distracted to back up in time, so Grace's ass pushed up against his groin. Grace apologized to the person, who apologized back, and was able to continue her shopping. As the other person walked off out of earshot, Calem was nervous Grace was going to say something. Getting reprimanded in a store aisle was not something Calem wanted.

To his surprise, Grace didn't reprimand him. She didn't complain about it. She didn't even seem to acknowledge it. Calem was curious but not enough to risk reminding her she should be mad, so he stayed silent. Her brushing against him did nothing to help his raging hard-on.

"Is there any place you want to eat?" Grace asked once she drove out of the parking spot.

"No, you can pick," said Calem.

Grace pursed her lips as she thought. "Alright."

On the drive home, Calem bounced his knee. His dick bothered him and he just wanted to get home, but his mother pulled up to a drive-thru.

'Damn it.' thought Calem. There was a long line of cars. 'I just want to go home already.'

"What do you want?" Grace asked as she rubbed her chin. She stared at the menu board, going over every item. Calem also stared at it, though instead of trying to decide what to eat he instead kept his eyes on his mom. As long as he knew she wasn't looking at him he could rub his dick through his pants, though the feeling was only somewhat relieving.

"I swear nothing looks good," said Grace. "Maybe I should just pull out and go somewhere else."

"Please don't," said Calem. He quickly moved his hand from his crotch when his mom turned to him.

"Why not?"

"I just don't want to keep driving around. Rather just get something here then go home. Kind of tired."

"Alright. Say, Calem, are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Your face looks a little red and you're sweating."

"I am?" asked Calem. He turned to look at himself in the passenger side mirror and saw his mother was correct. A few beads of sweat trickled down his reddening forehead. He wiped the sweat before turning back and having his mom place her hand on his forehead. "What are-"

"I'm checking your temperature," she said. She flipped her hand from her palm to the back. "Hm, you don't feel hot enough for a fever."

"I said I'm feeling fine," Calem said while swatting away his mother's hand.

"Well, I had to make sure. As your mom I have to always make sure my special boy is feeling fine," said Grace. She reached over to grab Calem by the chin while pinching his cheeks to make his lips purse. Grace pursed her own lips then got a bit closer to Calem as she made kissing noises. Calem again swatted her away.

"Mom!" he yelled. Grace chuckled.

The two sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes until Calem spoke up again.

"Why is this line taking forever?"

"Yeah, I was wondering that too. We've been here almost five minutes and have only moved up one car," Grace tried to look ahead, past the cars in front of her, to see if there was anything of note. However the restaurant's drive-thru wrapped around the building itself, so Grace only saw up ahead by three cars. Calem groaned.

"I wanna go home!"

"Aw, why? You don't like spending time with your mommy?" said Grace.

"No, it's not that. I'm just...tired."

"Maybe go to sleep. By the time we get through this you'll probably get a full eight hours."

"I doubt I can fall asleep here," chuckled Calem. 'Not with my dick bothering me like this.'

"Oh, look! The line's moving!" Grace said happily as she moved the car forward. Least then she was in front of an intercom and could order. However despite having so long to look over the menu she was still unsure of what to order. Normally Calem hated when she took forever to order in a drive-thru but in the moment he was able to use her indecisiveness to rub himself some more. It felt good. Though not quite as good as he wanted.

"Would that be all?" asked the worker through the intercom.

"Hm. Hold on, let me ask. Calem, what do you want?" Grace turned her head to her son for a quick glance, then back to the intercom, then snapped back to Calem with her eyes wide. "Calem, what are you doing!"

"What was that?"

"Nothing!" Grace quickly shouted to the intercom before turning to Calem for a third time. Calem, her son, was sitting in the passenger seat, his pants lowered, and his erect dick in his hand. Grace's eyes moved up and down as she watched Calem's fist's movements.

"Been wanting to do this all day," said Calem. His face was becoming more sweaty and his breathing was heavier.

"But we're in a drive-thru," said Grace. "People can see you!"

"Not my fault this wouldn't go down. God, I've been wanting to pull it out ever since it rubbed against your ass in the store."

"Calem!"

"Just order for me. The line's moving."

Grace looked ahead to see there was a large space between her car and the one in front of her. She turned to the intercom, ordered Calem exactly what she got, then said good day to the worker then drove up.

With the car stopped, she went back to watching Calem. Her face showed a mix of nervousness and curiosity.

"You really shouldn't be doing this," said Grace. At first her tone was almost pleading, as if she wanted Calem to stop to not get in trouble. But that tone was quickly lost. She started to seem apathetic towards it.

"The windows are tinted."

"Not like they're blacked out! What if someone sees you?"

"No one's around, aside from the other cars. If you're so concerned maybe you should keep watch instead of focusing on me," Calem gave his mother a sideways glance as he smiled.

"Well," said Grace. She didn't look away from her son. When the car in front of her moved again she moved up and when she stopped she kept her hand on the gearshift. Her hand held it softly but still a little firm. As she watched Calem stroke his cock her hand mimicked his own. Grace was silent and Calem was letting out soft moans.

Neither had noticed the line had moved again, until the car behind them honked, startling them both. Grace quickly pulled ahead and saw they were only one car away from the food window.

"Calem, you need to hurry up and cum," said Grace. Hearing his mother tell him he needed to cum made him start jacking off faster and harder all while smiling. Grace looked ahead to see there was some hold up at the window. "Hurry!"

"I can't cum on demand, Mom. Maybe if I had some help."

Grace stared at Calem's cock, looked up at her son's smiling face, then back to his hard dick.

"Fine," she sighed. "If it means you'll hurry up."

Calem watched as his mother reached over to him and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Her hands were similar in size to his, a bit smaller, and were much softer. Likely due to her lotions and moisturizers she used every morning. She jacked him off as fast as he had been going and even would run her fingers over his tip. Each time she did he would shudder and moan loudly.

After a near full minute of bliss, Grace stopped completely and pulled her arm back. Calem was disappointed but then got curious when he turned to see his mom undoing her seatbelt and reaching back over. Holding her son's penis in her hand again she brought her head over and began sucking Calem off.

"Oh, fuck, Mom," Calem moaned. His mother's tongue going over his tip was even better than her fingers. The blowjob was amazing. Calem could feel his orgasm coming. The car was filled with the sound of Grace giving her son head as if her life depended on it. She sucked and gagged and moaned as she went up and down. When she tried to see just how much of Calem's dick would fit in her mouth, getting just a quarter of an inch from fully, Calem placed a hand on her head and slammed her down. Grace tried to signal to let her up. Calem held for a few seconds. He hadn't yet came, but knew exactly what he'd do when he did.

"You need to let me breathe, Son," Grace said when she pulled away from Calem's dick. A string of saliva kept her lips connected with Calem.

"Sorry," Calem chuckled.

"It's fine," Grace went back in, this time spitting directly onto Calem's cock and rubbing it in before going back to sucking.

Calem closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the seat. He was close to cumming, he felt it. Just a few more seconds...

A loud honk caused Grace to quickly jolt back up and shift the car into drive. As she drove forward, Calem had to quickly decide where to aim his dick. Grace had let go of him right before he came. Not wanting to be blue balled, Calem grabbed his dick, gave it only two quick tugs, then came.

His first shot went straight forward at an upward angle, landing on the dashboard and even over a vent. For the next shot he pulled his dick back to not dirty the car anymore but instead came straight up. The load fell back down, landing on the floor, seat, and his groin. The next couple cumshots all went onto his shirt, from near his hip all the way up to his collar.

The reality of what happened didn't occur to Calem as he had his eyes closed again and was breathing heavily thinking about what he had just done with his mother. Meanwhile Grace was talking to the employee, a girl Calem's age, in the window. Grace handed her a card to pay, then when the worker gave it back Grace saw her eyes go wide. She had seen Calem. Grace glanced at her son, saw the state he was in, then turned back and gave the employee a smile. The two said nothing until the girl handed Grace the food.

"Have a good day," said the employee. Grace had no idea what emotion the girl felt.

"You too!" said Grace before she drove off. Once she was back on the road, she gave Calem a playful punch to the shoulder, which made him snap out of his trance. "Next time control yourself."

"Sorry, Mom. But I was wanting to jack off all day. I was trying earlier but then you interrupted me."

"When?"

"Before we left."

"Oh wow. So you were dealing with that in silence for a couple hours, huh?"

"Yeah...that's why I couldn't help it in line. Sorry"

"No need to apologize, Calem," Grace said in a motherly tone and with a smile. "Next time you feel the need so strongly just let me know."

"You'll help me with this again?"

"Of course. Like I said, it's my job to make sure my special boy is feeling fine."

The two laughed. Calem looked down at his shirt and frowned. He was wanting to wipe his forehead of sweat but then saw all the cum and decided to just use his arm.

"Aw man, I liked this shirt..." he said. Grace sighed.

"Once we're home, and everything's put away, and after we eat, I'll throw it in the laundry."

"Thanks, Mom," Calem said while taking his shirt off. His dick, now almost fully soft, was still out and he wiped it clean with his shirt. Calem wiped up any cum still on his waist then got whatever was on the dashboard. The cum that was in the vent was a little hard to get, but he got most of it. There was a tiny bit deeper inside that he could see.

'I hope I can get that out later,' he thought.

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