#202257 - I tore the bra and panties off of me, thinking that my shame would leave me as soon as the garments did, but the shame, and the… what did mommy call it… the hard on stayed, and I threw myself onto my bed and cried. When her eyes passed over my crotch, I saw them pause and then linger, the disgust turning to outrage as realization of what she was seeing pushed through the alcohol in her brain. “WHAT THE FUCK!?! Are you getting a fucking HARD-ON???” She grabbed my crotch violently and squeezed hard, my little cock and balls being crushed in her grip, causing me to shriek again and my knees to begin to buckle… “My fucking god, the guys at the bar were right! A boy that grows up without a father turns out to be a fucking faggot!” With the hand that had the grip on my privates, mom propelled me towards my room… Go to fucking bed you little faggot! Get out of my sight!!!” I ran as quick as I could to my room with my balls screaming in pain, but with my dick now hard as a r