"But Mom…"

"You're shaking like a leaf. We've gotta warm you up." She stopped the boy before he could close the shower door, then reached in and turned on the water, adjusting it to a steamy temperature.

The boy stood there, half turned so she couldn't see his cock. "I can take my own shower, Mom."

"Just get under the water and be quiet."

"Ouch! It's too hot!"

"You'll get used to it. Now get under there." She grabbed his hips and pulled him completely under the drenching spray.

His boy-prick was standing straight out. His cock looked about five inches long and about as thick as a hot dog. The purplish head of his cock peeked from its foreskin.

Alice swallowed, stunned by the sight of her youngest son's cock. Not only was his cock big, but it was hard and straight as an arrow. As she gazed at his uncut cock, she felt a rush of tightness in her cunt.

"Why don't I go soak in the hot-tub?" Ricky said, trying to turn away. "I'd get warmer faster in the hot-tub."

Alice had to think fast. "You need more than a soak, young man. You need a good scrubbing as well."

"The dirt'll soak off in the hot-tub."

"And pollute the water," Alice said, reaching for a bar of soap. "The hot-tub's to be used only after you take a bath. You know that. Now you just hold still. You're filthy."

The boy squirmed, but Alice had a good hold on him and she started to soap up his back.

"Hold still," she said, and whacked him on the ass.

The boy crossed his arms, pouting. The water fell on his head and his long hair covered his eyes. Alice couldn't tell if he had his eyes closed or not. She turned him back away from the spray so she could rinse his back. She took his arm and soaped it, working her hand under his armpit until he giggled.

"There, that's not so bad, is it?" she said. "You starting to feel warmer?"