When I was 20, I was home from college and my younger brother somehow got the chicken pox. Shortly after, I got them too.

The doctor gave me some medication that would make them go away faster but he said it would still be about a week and I had the rash pretty bad, plus a fever. He said I could take oatmeal baths to ease the itching. That might, I was laying in bed and getting so itchy. My mom had just given my little brother an oatmeal bath and then came to check on me. I was on top of my sheets in just my white briefs because clothes itched too much. She asked how I was and I miserably replied, itchy all over. She asked, “maybe you should try sleeping naked ? But, after your oatmeal bath. I’ll run one for you.”

A little while later, she called me to the bathroom and told me to get into the bath she had made. I looked at her and said, “with you in here? You want me to get naked in a tub?”

“I’m your mother, ” she replied “and I need to see how bad it is. I reluctantly pulled my briefs down and stopped out of them and quickly got into the bath.

“it looks bad, ” she said, “let me get a washcloth and wring so of the oatmeal bath over you and maybe I can gently wash you a bit.” I was so itchy, I didn’t argue. She started to wring fhe water over me and gently wash my neck and back. Then she asked if I had any rash between my legs or on my butt or in between my butt cheeks. I don’t yes, all of the above.

“stand up, and let me get to the rest then’” she instructed.

I stood up, facing the wall and she wrang the washcloth over my ass, my legs, and then bent me forward a little so she could get between my ass cheeks. That made me get an erection for some reason.

”ok, turn around so I can get the other side, ” she directed. I turned around covering my erection with my hands. She noticed and worked quick and then told me to sit again. Now my hard cock was bobbing up out of the water and I was red in the face.

“no worries, you used to get boners as a boy, I’ve seen them before, just smaller.”

“MOM!” I said. She ignored me and asked if I had rash on my scrotum and I honestly replied yes. Then she took the washcloth and gently did my balls and my cock. At this point I was so hard and sensitive and she was being so gentle and slow so she could get it all but not irritate the pox so I wouldn’t scar and it felt good. As she did it, I started to feel like I was going to cum. “Wait, stop I said” then I realized it was too late. She started to pull her hand and the washcloth off my cock but for some reason I grabbed her hand so she had to hold the washcloth over my cock as I started to shoot a load.

”what?” She said startled and a little confused.

“shit, I’m cumming” I said and she blushed and said. “I can feel that”.

we didn’t say anything as my cock pulsed out a few more shots into the washcloth. She got me a towel, I dried off gently and went to my room to lay naked on my bed. The next day, she ran a bath again and I got in. Same basic routine, she gently washed me but now I got hard in anticipation of the gentle touch on my balls and cock. Now, when she got to that part, I was basically ready to cum. She went about gently washing and instinctively, I pumped my cock into the washcloth in her hand a little. She started to pull it away and I grabbed her hand but this time I didn’t have to hold it there, she held it and asked me “are you going to cum?” I nodded yes and let out a little moan as I shot another load into the washcloth in her hand. I was panting and sat back I the tub as my erection subsided a little.

the next night, she ran the bath and I was already getting hard in bed hearing the water running.

I went to the bathroom, got in, same routine. Now, as she washed my balls and got to my cock I was already pumping a little.

She just kept her hand with the washcloth on there and said “ tell me when it’s coming” I said “ I’m close” and then I looked right at her and said, “fuck, mom I’m gonna cum” as I started to shoot my load she took her hand and the washcloth away and watched as I shot my load into the air, landing in the water.

The next night, my rash looked better so we both knew it was probably the last night of the bath.

This time, when we got to the balls and cock, she was more deliberate and slow. I moaned a little and said how good it felt. Then she shocked me when she put the washcloth aside and soaped up her bare hand. Then she started to soap up my shaft and stroke up and down. I started to hump into her hand and she said, “are you getting close”.

I responded “oh, shit mommy, I’m gonna cum” as I shot a huge load into her hand, in the air, on her arm, on her clothes, and down into the water.

That was the last bath and we never did anything like that again. But, I was much less modest about being naked around her ever since.