"Rise and shine, sleepyhead!"

  Ross groaned as the blinds in his room flew open, flooding the space with morning light. His eyes cracked open to find his mother standing over his bed, her voluptuous figure silhouetted against the window. His morning wood throbbed painfully as he took in her outfit - a pair of skin-tight yoga pants that might as well have been painted on and a sports bra that struggled to contain her generous breasts.

  "Mom! What the hell?" He quickly grabbed his bnket, pulling it up to hide his tented pajama bottoms.

  "Language, mister!" Judith bounced on the balls of her feet, making her breasts jiggle enticingly. "We're going for a morning yoga css! Doctors says exercise is the best thing for stress, and after yesterday's little... accident at the beach, I can tell you're very stressed."

  Ross's face burned hot at the memory. His cock had been achingly hard all night, but he couldn't bring himself to masturbate. Every time he tried, all he could think about was the accidental deepthroat incident, how his mother's warm mouth had felt wrapped around him. The guilt made him feel sick, but his balls ached worse than they ever had before.

  "I'm fine, Mom. Really. Just let me sleep."

  "Nope! Up up up!" She grabbed his bnket and yanked it away, leaving him exposed. "Oh sweetie, is that still happening? Poor baby, you must be so uncomfortable. Maybe the yoga will help with that too!"

  Ross wanted to die right there. His mother's eyes were fixed on the obvious bulge in his pajamas, her expression one of motherly concern rather than appropriate embarrassment. He grabbed his pillow to cover himself, but the memory of yesterday combined with her current outfit kept him painfully erect.

  "Mom, please... I just need some time alone."

  "Nonsense! You've been alone in your room since we got back yesterday. Now come on, get dressed! Mommy bought you some new gym shorts too!"

  "Please tell me they aren't as small as those swim trunks from yesterday," Ross pleaded, his face burning with embarrassment as he remembered how the tight fabric had left his cock exposed completly.

  Judith's bright smile faltered, her lower lip quivering slightly. "You... you didn't like the trunks I picked out?" Her blue eyes widened with hurt. "I thought you looked so handsome in them..."

  Guilt twisted in Ross's stomach. He hated seeing his mother upset, especially over something he'd said. "No, Mom, I... I did like them. They were just... a little small, that's all."

  His mother's face lit up again, a giggle escaping her lips as she bounced on her feet - making her breasts bounce in that too-small sports bra. "Oh! Well, I'm sorry about that, honey. When I was shopping, I guess I didn't realize just how... big my baby boy had gotten." Her eyes flicked down to his covered p, then back up to his face with an innocent smile. "I mean, you've grown so much everywhere! Must have been quite the growth spurt."

  Ross wanted to crawl into a hole and die. The way she emphasized 'big' and 'grown' while looking at his crotch made his already hard cock throb painfully. Did she even realize what she was implying?

  "The css starts at nine, sweetie, so we need to leave in about an hour." Judith walked to Ross's dresser and started pulling out clothes. "I made your favorite breakfast - chocote chip pancakes! Just like when you were little."

  Ross groaned internally. Every time she referenced his childhood, it made his current... situation... feel even more wrong.

  "And oh my god, honey, the girls at the yoga studio are going to love you!" Judith cpped her hands excitedly, her breasts threatening to spill out of her sports bra. "I've told them so much about my handsome boy. Sarah - she's the instructor - she keeps asking when I'm finally going to bring you in!"

  "You... talk about me at yoga?" Ross felt his stomach drop.

  "Of course! All the time!" Judith beamed. "I tell them what a good boy you are, how smart you are, how you're growing into such a handsome young man..." She winked. "Some of the younger girls seemed very interested when I showed them your photos."

  Ross wanted to disappear into his mattress. "Mom, please tell me you haven't been trying to set me up with your yoga css..."

  "Well, why not? They're all very flexible." She demonstrated with a stretch that made her yoga pants pull even tighter across her ass. "And they already know what a wonderful son you are to your mommy!"

  Ross's cock throbbed traitorously at the sight of her bent over. The thought of being in a room full of women in yoga pants, including his mother, was both terrifying and arousing. His face felt like it was on fire.

  "I'm going to die," he muttered under his breath.

  Ross stood in front of the yoga studio, fidgeting with the hem of his loose-fitting shorts. At least his mother had kept her word about getting him something less revealing this time. The baggy fabric helped hide his semi-hard cock, which refused to go down after the morning's events and the sight of his mother's jiggling breasts in that criminally tight sports bra.

  "Come on, sweetie!" Judith grabbed his hand, practically dragging him through the door. "Everyone's so excited to meet you!"

  The studio door swung open, and Ross's heart stopped. Fifteen pairs of eyes turned to look at him, belonging to women of various ages, all dressed in tight, revealing workout clothes. Some wore shorts that showed off toned legs, others in yoga pants that hugged every curve. Sports bras of different styles revealed ft stomachs and cleavage of varying degrees.

  "Judith!" Several voices called out in unison.

  "Hi everyone!" His mother waved enthusiastically. "This is my Ross! The one I've been telling you all about!"

  A chorus of friendly greetings filled the room. Ross noticed several of the younger women eyeing him with interest, whispering to each other behind their hands. One particurly attractive brunette, probably in her mid-twenties, gave him a wink that made his cock twitch dangerously in his shorts.

  "Oh my god, Judith, he's even cuter than the pictures!" A redhead who looked to be in her thirties called out.

  Ross wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Just how many photos of him had his mother been sharing with her yoga css?

  "Oh, you should see what a sweetheart he is!" Judith wrapped her arms around Ross's bicep, pressing her breasts against him. "He still lets me tuck him in at night sometimes, don't you, baby?"

  Ross's face burned crimson as several of the women cooed. The brunette who had winked at him earlier raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting from interest to amusement.

  "And he's such a good boy - always letting mommy give him his good morning kisses." Judith reached up and pinched his cheek. "He even still sits on my p sometimes when we watch movies, just like when he was little!"

  "Mom, please..." Ross whispered desperately, but Judith was on a roll.

  "Oh! And you should see him when he's sick - still wants his mommy to take care of him. Last time he had a cold, he had me feed him his soup." She squeezed his arm tighter."

  Several women giggled. Ross noticed the younger ones now looking at him with barely concealed pity rather than attraction.

  "And he's so affectionate! Always giving mommy cuddles and letting me sleep in his bed when there's thunder." Judith beamed proudly. "Sometimes he even lets me pick out his clothes, don't you sweetie? Like those adorable matching Christmas pajamas we wore st year!"

  Ross wanted to evaporate on the spot as his mother continued, "And he's such a homebody - always wanting to spend time with his mommy instead of going out. We have the most wonderful bubble baths together- well, not anymore obviously, but he used to love pying with his rubber duckies!"

  The redhead who had called him cute earlier was now covering her mouth to stifle her ughter. Any chance Ross had of being seen as an attractive eighteen-year-old man was completely obliterated by his mother's well-meaning but mortifying praise.

  "Mom!" Ross finally snapped, his face burning red. "We haven't taken baths together since I was like nine! And you haven't slept in my bed since I was little either!" The words burst out of him before he could stop them, his voice cracking with embarrassment.

  The room fell silent. Judith's eyes widened, her lower lip trembling slightly as she released his arm. The hurt in her expression made Ross's stomach twist with guilt.

  "I... I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to yell," he mumbled, looking down at his feet.

  "Alright dies, let's get started!"Sarah cpped her hands together. "Everyone pair up for our warm-up stretches!"

  Before any of the other women could approach Ross, Judith had already tched onto his arm again. "I'm with my baby boy, of course!" Her voice was cheerful, but Ross could still hear a slight tremor in it from his outburst.

  "Perfect!" Sarah smiled. "Now, partners face each other and we'll start with some basic stretches."

  Ross found himself standing face to face with his mother, trying desperately not to notice how her sports bra struggled to contain her breasts as she raised her arms above her head. The material had ridden up slightly, exposing the undersides of them.

  "Remember to breathe deeply," Sarah instructed. "Partners, pce your hands on each other's shoulders and slowly lean forward, keeping your legs straight."

  Ross's cock twitched as Judith's soft hands gripped his shoulders, her breasts pressing against his chest as they leaned toward each other.

  "This is just like when you were little and we'd py airpne," Judith whispered, apparently already having forgotten his outburst. "Remember how mommy would lift you up in the air?"

  Ross felt his cheeks burn but, remembering the hurt look in her eyes moments ago, forced out a small chuckle. "Yeah, well, I'm probably too heavy for that now, Mom."

  "Oh please!" Judith's eyes lit up, her previous hurt forgotten. "Look how strong my baby boy has gotten!" She squeezed his biceps appreciatively. "I bet you could lift Mommy up now instead!"

  "Wha-" Ross barely got the word out before Judith unched herself at him with the enthusiasm of a sugar-rushed toddler.

  "Whoosh!" She spread her arms wide like wings, her massive breasts smashing right into Ross's face as he instinctively caught her. His hands scrambled for purchase and ended up gripping her firm ass through the thin yoga pants. He could feel every curve of her cheeks in his palms.

  "Airpne! Airpne!" Judith giggled, wiggling in his grip which only made her breasts bounce against his face and her ass jiggle in his hands. "Look everyone, isn't my Ross so strong?"

  Several women in the css stopped their stretching to watch the spectacle, some hiding smirks behind their hands while others just stared open-mouthed. Ross's face burned crimson as he stood there, trapped between wanting to drop his mother and not wanting to hurt her. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin sports bra material, brushing against his cheeks with every movement.

  "Mommy's little boy is all grown up and so strong now!" Judith decred proudly, still making airpne noises while squirming in his grip.

  Ross's legs trembled from the unexpected weight and awkward position. His mother's continued squirming threw off his already precarious bance. With a yelp, he stumbled backward, his feet tangling beneath him. They crashed to the yoga mat with a loud thud, Judith nding directly on top of him.

  Her breasts smashed against his face, completely cutting off his air supply. The thin material of her sports bra did nothing to cushion the impact of her soft flesh. Ross filed underneath her, his hands still somehow gripping her ass as he tried to breathe. Her giggles vibrated through her chest, making her breasts jiggle against his face.

  "Oopsie!" Judith ughed, finally rolling off him. "Just like when you were little and we'd wrestle, remember?"

  Ross gasped for air, his face burning bright red - partly from embarrassment, partly from oxygen deprivation. His cock throbbed painfully in his shorts, the feeling of her body pressed against his burned into his memory.

  Sarah approached them, shaking her head with an amused smile. "Alright you two, that's enough horsing around. Let's focus on our stretching, okay? We don't want anyone getting hurt."

  "Sorry, Sarah!" Judith chirped, still giggling. "My Ross just makes me feel so pyful sometimes. He's such a good sport about his silly mommy, aren't you sweetie?"

  Ross wanted to disappear into the floor as he heard several other women in the css snickering.

  "Back to your stretches, everyone," Sarah called out, cpping her hands. "And this time, let's try to stay vertical, shall we? Now for our next stretch," Sarah announced, "we'll do the standing forward bend with partner assistance. Partners, stand one behind the other."

  Judith bounced over to position herself in front of Ross. "Like this?" She bent forward at the waist, her round ass pressing back directly against his crotch. Her yoga pants stretched tight across her cheeks, the thin material leaving nothing to imagination.

  Ross's cock immediately responded, hardening against the soft pressure of his mother's ass. He tried to step back, but Judith followed, maintaining the contact.

  "That's right, Judith!" Sarah called out. "Now partners in back, pce your hands on your partner's lower back to help deepen the stretch."

  Ross's trembling hands found his mother's hips, trying to keep some distance between them. But Judith pushed back further, grinding her ass against his now fully erect cock.

  "Mmm, this feels so good!" Judith hummed, completely oblivious to her son's predicament. "The stretch is really getting deep."

  Ross noticed some of the other women gncing their way. In a panic, he tried to shift his position, but the movement only made his cock slide between his mother's thighs. To his horror, Judith adjusted her stance slightly, trapping his length between her soft thighs.

  "There we go, sweetie," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "Now no one can see. Mommy knows you're just excited about all the pretty girls here."

  Ross wanted to die on the spot as his mother continued squeezing her thighs around his trapped cock, thinking she was helping him avoid embarrassment. Each small movement sent jolts of pleasure through his body, making it impossible to focus on anything else.

  "Hold this position for thirty seconds," Sarah instructed the css, while Ross prayed he could st that long without completely humiliating himself.

  Ross bit his lip hard, trying to focus on anything except the incredible sensation of his mother's soft thighs gripping his cock. His hands trembled on her hips as she continued to subtly squeeze and release, completely oblivious to the effect she was having on him.

  "Just ten more seconds," Sarah called out.

  Judith wiggled slightly, adjusting her position. "Such a good stretch," she hummed, the movement causing her thighs to slide along Ross's trapped length.

  Ross felt the familiar tightening in his balls, panic rising as he realized he was about to-

  "And release!" Sarah's voice cut through the haze of pleasure. "Now for our next pose - the assisted cobra. Partners, one person lies face down while the other helps deepen the stretch from above."

  Judith immediately dropped to her mat, lying on her stomach. "Come help mommy stretch, sweetie!"

  Ross, still rock hard and trembling from his near-orgasm, had to kneel beside her. Following Sarah's instructions, he had to lean over his mother's body to help lift her torso.

  "Perfect position!" Sarah approached them. "Now Judith, arch your back while Ross supports your chest. Really reach up and back with your head."

  As Judith followed the instructions, her head tilted back, her lips parting slightly as she stretched. The position brought her mouth mere centimeters from the bulge in Ross's shorts. Her hot breath ghosted across the thin material covering his cock.

  "Hold this for twenty seconds," Sarah instructed, moving on to help other students.

  Ross's thighs burned with the effort of holding himself perfectly still. His cock throbbed painfully against the thin material of his shorts, mere inches from his mother's parted lips. One small slip, one tiny loss of bance, and he'd be pressed right against her mouth.

  "Remember to focus on your breathing," Sarah called out to the css. "Deep, steady breaths..."

  Judith followed the instruction, her eyes closed in concentration. Each exhale sent waves of warm air washing over Ross's confined cock. It twitched violently as she let out a particurly long, slow breath.

  "Mmmmm," Judith hummed contentedly, completely unaware of her son's predicament. "This feels amazing. The stretch is so deep..."

  Another hot breath ghosted across his length. Ross's arms trembled with the effort of maintaining his position. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he fought against every instinct screaming at him to thrust forward.

  "Ten more seconds," Sarah announced.

  Judith took another deep breath, this time exhaling in short, quick puffs that made Ross's cock jump with each burst of warm air. His balls tightened warning him he was dangerously close to losing control.

  "Five..."

  Ross clenched his jaw so hard it hurt, desperately trying to hold back his impending orgasm.

  "Four..."

  Another long, hot breath from Judith.

  "Three..."

  His thighs quivered from the strain.

  "Two..."

  Ross squeezed his eyes shut, fighting for control.

  "One..."

  "And release!" Sarah called out just as Ross felt his orgasm building to the point of no return.

  He jerked back quickly, his cock throbbing painfully as a rge glob of pre-cum leaked out, creating a noticeable dark spot on his grey shorts. His heart pounded as he tried to catch his breath, legs shaking from the intensity of his near-orgasm.

  Judith opened her eyes and sat up, stretching her arms above her head. "Whew! That was a hard one, wasn't it sweetie?"

  Ross couldn't meet her eyes, his face burning red as he tried to subtly adjust himself. But Judith's sharp eyes caught the wet patch on his shorts. She leaned in close, whispering with motherly concern.

  "Oh honey, did you have another little accident in your pants?" Her hand reached out to pat his thigh comfortingly. "It's okay if you did, mommy understands."

  "N-no, Mom! I didn't... I haven't..." Ross stammered, mortified as he tried to shift away from her touch.

  "Sweetie, it's perfectly natural." Judith's voice remained low, though her eyes sparkled with amusement. "I know how sensitive your little man is, and there are so many beautiful women in here." She gnced around at their cssmates. "Just try to control yourself for the rest of css, okay baby?"

  "Alright everyone, time for pnk pose!" Sarah called out. "This will help strengthen your core."

  Ross got into position, his arms trembling as he tried to maintain proper form. His earlier near-orgasm had left him weak and unsteady.

  "No, no, Ross - your form is all wrong." Sarah shook her head, walking over. "Let me help you."

  "Oh, I can help my baby boy!" Judith started to move towards them.

  "I'm the trainer here, Judith." Sarah's tone was firm but professional. "Let me handle this."

  Sarah knelt down beside Ross, pcing her hand on his stomach. "You need to engage your core muscles. Tense right here." Her fingers pressed against his abs through his sweat-dampened shirt.

  Ross tried to focus on her instructions, but her touch was making it difficult to concentrate. Her hand slowly slid lower.

  "Hold this position for thirty seconds," she announced loudly before leaning closer to whisper in his ear. Her fingers traced the outline of his still-hard cock through his shorts. "I've noticed how excited you've been getting during css... Been checking me out, haven't you?"

  Ross's arms nearly gave out as her fingers continued their teasing exploration. His cock throbbed against her touch as she maintained her professional expression, still calling out instructions to the css while secretly tormenting him.

  "Twenty seconds left!" she announced to everyone before whispering, "Your mother might be oblivious, but I'm not..."

  Sarah's fingers traced the outline of his cock through the thin material, squeezing gently as she continued giving instructions to the css. "Fifteen seconds left everyone! Remember to keep those cores tight!"

  Her hand wrapped around his length, stroking slowly. "Look how hard you are... I bet you're about to burst, aren't you?" Her hot breath tickled his ear. "Looking at me and these women got you worked up, and now you're desperate to cum..."

  "Rossy, honey? Are you okay?" Judith called from across the room. "Your face is all red!"

  "He's fine, Judith!" Sarah called back, her grip tightening on Ross's cock. "Just working hard on his form!" She turned back to whisper, "I could make you cum right here, in front of everyone... in front of your mommy..."

  Ross's arms trembled as she stroked faster, her hand hidden from view by their position.

  "Ten seconds!" Sarah announced to the css, then whispered, "Your cock is throbbing so much... you're close, aren't you? Want to make a bigger mess in your shorts?"

  "Sweetie, you're shaking!" Judith's concerned voice called out. "Do you need mommy's help?"

  "Stay in position, Judith!" Sarah commanded, then purred in Ross's ear, "That's it... good boy... I can feel how desperate you are to cum... imagine if mommy knew what a naughty boy you've been..."

  "P-please," Ross whispered desperately, his cock throbbing in Sarah's grip. "I'm gonna cum... don't make me... not here... not in front of everyone..."

  Sarah's hand continued its torturous movements as she chuckled softly in his ear. "You're lucky your mommy's here, you know that?" Her fingers traced the sensitive head through his shorts. "I've known Judith for years now... she's such a sweet woman." Her grip tightened. "If she wasn't here, I'd make you cum right now as punishment for being such a little pervert."

  Her hand squeezed rhythmically. "Getting hard over your instructor and all these women in css... what would your mommy think if she knew what a naughty boy you've been?"

  Ross's arms trembled violently as he struggled to maintain the pnk position. Sarah's grip was merciless as she continued whispering in his ear.

  "Maybe I should tell her how her sweet little boy has been staring at my ass during css... how his cock gets hard watching me demonstrate poses..." Her thumb rubbed circles over his tip. "But since I like your mom so much, I'll let you off with a warning this time..."

  Sarah suddenly released her grip and stood up. "Alright everyone, let's review st week's poses!"

  Ross's cock throbbed painfully, his balls tight and aching worse than ever before. The combination of yesterday's beach incident and now Sarah's merciless teasing had left him in agony. His vision blurred as tears of frustration threatened to spill.

  "Honey?" Judith hurried over, her breasts bouncing with each step. "What's wrong? You look like you're about to cry!"

  "I... I need..." Ross couldn't form coherent sentences. His mother's proximity only made things worse, her concerned face inches from his as she bent down to check on him.

  "Are you feeling sick, baby? You're all flushed and shaking!" She reached for his forehead, but Ross scrambled backward.

  "Bathroom!" he choked out, stumbling to his feet. His legs felt like jelly, his cock still rock hard and visible through his shorts despite his best efforts to hide it.

  "Do you want mommy to come with-"

  "NO!" Ross practically shouted, drawing attention from the other students. He backed away toward the door, his coordination shot from the intense arousal and denied release.

  He turned and fled the studio, heading for the stairs. His vision swam as blood rushed in his ears, his steps unsteady as his aching balls sent waves of discomfort through his body.

  The fluorescent lights overhead seemed to swim and dance as he reached for the handrail. His fingers missed by inches as vertigo hit him hard. Ross's foot caught the edge of the top step wrong, his ankle twisting sharply.

  Time seemed to slow as he pitched forward. His hands shot out instinctively, smashing into the metal guard rails with bone-jarring force. Pain exploded through his palms and wrists.

  "ROSS!" Judith's terrified scream echoed from the studio doorway. "OH GOD, BABY NO!"

  The world spun violently as he tumbled down. His shoulder smmed into the hard metal rails, then his hip crashed against the steps. The st thing Ross registered was a sharp crack as his head connected with something solid.

  Darkness swallowed him before he even felt the impact.