of us plus my sister, I probably saw more female skin by the time I was 13 than most guys saw by the time they were 18 so why was I nervous about getting undressed in front of her now? I look back and can only guess that at 13 I was a little embarrassed as I was beginning to develope. My mom watched me undress right down to the last sock and then told me to sit down next to her. She put her hand on my leg, smiled and told me to relax. I was perfectly relaxed until she put her hand on my leg with her fingers extending to the inside of my thigh. It was only briefly that they were positioned there, but it was enough to crank up the libido of a young teenage boy! My "boyhood" was maybe 4 inches and could have probably been hidden in a pair of boxer shorts, but in those days boys didn't wear boxers. My underwear was tight and made of a spandex material. I looked down as I felt myself becoming erect. I tried to think of anything other than the touch of her hand. I'm not going to lie, it felt incredible even though it was brief. Now, I wasn't sure whether to leave it facing down or move it to point up, but it was too late either way as the doctor walked in.

She greeted us with a smile and struck up small talk with mom. She then motioned me to sit on the examination table so she could get started. My erection had subsided a little, but anyone with an eye for erections could tell something was going on down there. I stood up while the doctor had her back to me, but mom's watchful eye saw it. I watched her raise her eyebrows and then let a little smile work its way across her face. I sat on the table and the doctor went through the basic stuff making me breath deep and follow the light and say "ah" and for a moment I thought I was going to get out of there unscathed. That is until she told me to lay back on the table. She and mom were still engaged in conversation as she pushed lightly on my stomach from all sides and then she put her fingers inside my waist band and pulled my underwear away from my body. She stuck her other hand a few inches inside and pushed in on my lower stomach. I knew I was done right there! My little dick started to grow as her fingers brushed over what little pubic hair I had. I closed my eyes trying not to look at the doctor. She was very attractive, probably early forties, brown hair and an incredible body. Then she hit me with the one thing I didn't want to hear..."Ok go ahead and stand up and pull your underwear down so I can check you."

"Oh god No," I said to myself, but to no avail.

I slowly sat up and hopped off the table. The doctor sat down on her swivel chair facing me. The top button on her blouse was undone and her skirt was riding up over her knees. It was yet another reason why my erection wasn't going to go away. I slowly pulled my underwear down in front of my mom and the doctor with my dick poking straight out in front of me! The doctor tried to ignore it as I'm sure it wasn't the first time something like that had happened to her. She checked my testicles, ran her fingers through my pubic hair and even moved my erect dick from side to side. My mom watched the whole thing from five feet away! I was mortified.

The doctor told me to go ahead and pull my underwear up to which I did immediately, but my erection got caught in the material and stuck straight out. Before I could fix it, my mom reached over and stuck her hand inside my shorts and adjusted it for me! When the doctor left, I tried to get dressed, but mom stopped me with a "Wait a second."

I turned back in her direction and she asked me the most bold, brazen question I had been asked up to that point in my life.

"Honey, when was the last time you masturbated?" she asked.

I felt my face go flush. How the hell do you answer that? She immediately knew that she had embarrassed me so she tried to back peddle with the "it's normal and everyone does it" speech, but it didn't ease the pain. At 13, I was like any kid in the fact that if you left me alone in a room for more than 5 minutes, I was going to play with myself, but I certainly couldn't tell my mom that.

"That's the only way you're going to get rid of that," she said looking at my bulge.

She then told me to hop back up on the table and lay back down. Reluctantly, I did as she said. She then reached over on the doctor's table and squeezed a small amount of petroleum jelly on her hand and walked over to me.

"Relax," she said smiling. "This shouldn't take long."

Mom then pulled my underwear down so that my boyhood was completely exposed. She then unbuttoned her blouse and leaned over so I could get a bird's eye view of her breasts. She unzipped her pants giving me a great view of her pink satin panties. Oh how I loved those! She ran the fingernails of one hand through my pubic hair while she placed the other around my dick and began to slowly and methodically stroke it. I was in pure heaven! I had done that to myself many times, but it didn't feel as good as when she did it. She continued to rub my pubic area and then my balls and true to her word, it didn't take very long for me to shoot my load.

"Now how did that feel?" she asked. "Good huh?"

I was at a loss for words. She cleaned me off with a papertowel and then we both got our clothes together. As we were getting ready to leave, she whispered in my ear, "I can help you with that anytime you want." I could feel my dick growing again and it stayed that way for the duration of the drive home! My mom is the best!