Kyler undressed me, helped me into the bath, filled the water with foam and let me relax for a while. My adolescent body began to report its need, sometimes I masturbated in the bathtub, it was nice, but now it was a problem. Damn, what do I do now? I can't move my hands and it won't stop on its own and my mom is here any minute to wash me, motherfucker! I tried to think of something sad, ugly, anything just to stop it, but in vain, the warm water seemed to stroke my hard cock, and it stood like never before, almost a week's abstinence did its thing.