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A Day on the Dunes

Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: guy120, Rating: 97, Source: xHamster

“Mom....” He moaned to me as he looked around and scoped out the area. I looked around as well. We were the only people there. “I brought a chance of clothes for you Steve. There’s no one around. Just stand by the open door and change.” It was funny... ...He could ride around all day and show off for the girls but when it came to taking off his clothes in front of his mom... ...he turned into my little boy. He began to do as I asked and as he was struggling to get his muddy pants off he started to stumble. “You all right over there?” I asked from the driver’s side of the truck. As he started to assure me he was fine... ...he stumbled a few feet from the truck with his muddy riding pants around his knees, past the front fender and out of view.. I heard him yell out as he fell and rolled down a tiny hill. I ran around the front of the truck and saw him sprawled out on the ground, pants around his knees damn near covered in mud. It would have been funny had he not been sprawled out on top of one of the many small cacti that littered the landscape. “Steve... ...you Ok?” I asked as I rushed to his side. “Needles!” He shouted to me. “Ow...ow..ow...Needles!” “Don’t move.” I told him. He laid as still as he could as I assessed the situation. He had rolled right over the cactus and there were quite a few cactus needles sticking in his right thigh. I saw more on his lower back. As I looked even closer, I could see the front of his underwear was covered with the little intruders as ... well. Except for the cactus needles, he seemed Ok. “Now listen…” I told him. “Keep your legs stiff and as straight as you can. I’m gunna pull you straight up onto your feet, OK?” He looked worried but shook his head yes. “OK. Give me your hands.” He came right up onto his feet when I pulled. “Is anyone around Mom?” He asked me as he searched the immediate area for anyone that may have seen. I turned my head and looked all around. “No one’s here Steve.” I helped him to his feet and slowly walked him to the truck. He took tiny steps; his pants still limited his mobility. “Hold onto the door.” I told him as I knelt down and slid his riding jeans down to his feet. “Lift up.” He lifted one leg at a time allowing me to remove his pants. The whole time he scouted out the whole park for anyone that might have arrived to witness this unfortunate calamity. “ The needles... ...they’re everywhere.” He groaned. “I know Hun. Just stand here and hold on to the door. I’m gunna get the first aid kit.” I could see the embarrassment and worry etched on his face. He stood there in his underwear praying no one would drive up to do some late riding. It wasn’t likely, this was a dangerous place to ride at night, but people sometimes did it anyways. The sun was already making its way down behind the trees and whether they were riding or not, people sometimes hung out here to socialize, drink beer and no doubt smoke some pot. For now we were the only ones here, but we both knew that could change at any ...