3 Plan B

Somberly leaving the chapel, I had to admit to myself that praying had not really worked since I was still hard as rock. It was then that I remembered someone casually mentioning that cold showers seemed to help!! Rushing to where I had left my scooter, I rode off to home.

Within fifteen minutes I was home, but to my dismay I found our house packed to the brim. In my anxiety I had forgotten that it was my mothers turn to host the Ladies fellowship from home and she had requested my help with serving and ministering during the fellowship. Now I was royally screwed. My boner was proving really bothersome and I wss in pain. I desperately needed relief.

"Oh Brad, thank goodness you are finally home." mom said as soon as she saw me. She was carrying a juice to the living room. "Be a darling and help serve our guests as I bring the snacks." She said as she handed me the tray. She didn't seem to notice that I was in terrible discomfort as she returned to the kitchen. Left without a choice I proceeded to the living room where I handed each of the ladies present a glass of juice. "You seem a little pale and quiet today whatever is the matter young man?" one of the guests inquired just as my mom came in with the snacks. " Now that you mention it Brenda you are totally right. Did something happen at school today my dear?" shit did she know and how did she know. I started panicking. Did the holy spirit tell on me. Why did she know so much, could she read minds. "No mom I just have a headache, can I please go and rest it off" I lied and got her approval then I went as fast a I could without causing suspicion into my bedroom.

That was really close! Finally in the sanctity of my room I undressed and alas main parts were still standing strong. I don't remember ever getting a hard on before this day. I ran a cold bath and had come up with some ice which I added to the bath before immersing myself into it.