This is based on the ICarly tv show, but sort of overlooking the part in which Freddie does videos with them. He just has a crazy over-protective mom and lives next door to her.
Obviously I do not imply anything about ICarly's characters, nor do I advise this behavior. All characters are fictional and unrelated to people in real life. I do no encourage any reading of this by someone for whom it is illegal.
Freddie moaned loudly, and then quickly quieted down as he realized his mom was only sleeping a room away. He reached down to his room floor and stuffed a sock into his mouth, thereby stifling his future sounds of pleasure. His 14 year old hand massaged his cock while it's neighbor fingered his hole. The sounds he had meant to be silent soon became audible even through the cotton as his warm cum first shot and then dribbled over his hands and onto the carpet. He was still slowly thrusting his hips when he turned around, only to see his door swing open. His mother screamed and tackled him.
"What do you think you're doing at 10 pm on a school night? Staying up to masturbate?!" In her ferocity she grabbed his pajamas off the floor before he could use them to cover up and grabbed his shoulder before he escape to the bed. "And all over the carpet?! Freddie ever since you started shooting, you have been secretly jacking off way too much! Here!" She took his polo shirt off the floor and wiped all of the cum up with it, still not letting go of his shoulder, and walking him to the tub. He sat in it, naked, cold, and still dribbling. He could say nothing to defend himself. "This must be the third time this month I've caught you, and I've seen how many tissues you always have in your wastebasket. Not to mention how every other day I milk you during your bath. You're turning into a regular pervert. And don't think I missed that ass hole play. Are you gay, Freddie, or bi, or just confused? Or super-sexually charged? You must get off nearly 20 times a week!"
At this, Freddie, who was already in tears, was so upset that he started sobbing, and his now unerect dick let out a trickle of urine. His mom saw how she had upset him, and just sent him to bed. She kissed him goodnight, picked up his cummed polo, and told him they'd talk about it on Saturday, tomorrow. Freddie, still tearing up a bit, drifted off into a deep sleep, and his mother sat down at her computer. She had a lot of work to do tonight.
Freddie awoke with a start, realized he was naked in his bed, and remembered the night before. He swore and laid back down. His highly aroused member received no attention, and Freddie pulled on some clothes before quickly going down to breakfast as silently as possible. His mother was not there, but food was warm and waiting, with a note saying that he could go down and hang out at the park nearby until 4:30pm, with love from his mom. Maybe she had just decided to forget it, he thought. It was only 10, he would have tons of time, way more than usual. He left soon after, and immediately his mother, in her office, began making the calls.
Freddie returned from a 3 hour long game of Frisbee soaking in sweat and covered in grass stains. He hoped his mom could forgive him for going a bit overboard on the athletic activities today. "Freddie! Perfectly on time! I don't mind the mess, just hurry up and get in the bath!"
He blushed, knowing that his mom would be the one giving him the very intense bath, but he could not get around it. He pulled off his shirt, shorts, socks, then briefs in front of his mother, handing them to her in a pile, and stepped into the tub. "Nice bubbles and warm water, how does that sound sunshine?" His mother whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair. He knew not to even try to maintain any personal space now. The bath filled up to his mid-chest, and the bubble bath stirred up into lathery foam. With this, she began to wash his back with a wash cloth, then went to the nipples and fondled them for a while. She washed his arms and legs, paying close attention to any dirt or grime, and then turned him over to wash his bottom. She spent several minutes in that area, obviously quite on purpose, and soon he was completely aroused. Neither was surprised.
Ever since Freddie had been hitting puberty, around 12, his mother had noticed his erections. At the time, she at first ignored them, but then realized she needed to clean that area just as much as the rest of him. After some research online, she came to the conclusion that his orgasms would be much better monitored if she jacked him off in the bath, and soon every other day, bath day, Freddie would receive his great reward. After the initial embarrassment, it became an activity he immensely enjoyed, and soon hr eagerly humped his mother's hand at the beginning and the end of each washing. The problems started when he grew older, and began cumming like a grown-up. His spray was a mess, and he would now yell or moan loudly enough for neighbors to here. His mother maintained that he loved to sing romantic pop songs in the shower, instead of the truth.
Today, Freddie was indeed horny as ever. His member seemed firmer than normal, and his balls slightly fuller as well. His body hair was, of course cleanly and chemically removed for better hygiene, and displayed his excited privates proudly. He grasped her elbow even before she had reached his erection and immediately attacked her closed fist. Her other hand reached down and fondled his balls, marveling at the size he had grown in the last several months. She would need to measure him again, for sure. Her hand moved up to his mouth to stifle his cries as he got closer, and after several moments of steady pounding he exploded into the bath water. His muffled moans echoed around the room, and his mother milked out the last drops before scooping out the ejaculation with a special scooper serving that very purpose. She carefully deposited it in a jar next the sink, and although it was about 10 inches high, it was nearly half full. His mom also shampooed his scalp while he recovered from his fun. In the final rinse, he was smiling dazedly, and she pulled him out and toweled him before he regained full awareness.
"OK sweetie, now that you're all clean and relieved, I'll show you the changes I made."
Freddie was surprised. He knew he should've been more suspicious! "What changes? What do you mean?"
His mother grabbed him and picked him up like a newborn, carrying him to his bedroom. "Well, after last night, I realized it was impossible to keep a teen boy away from his dick, and it would distract you from your school work. After a lot of hard decision making, I've decided to home school you. You'll stay in the house all day normally, and get 3 hours of schooling every single day." Freddie started kicking in her arms, but she held him firmly. He has so mad, so confused, so shocked. How could she do this to him? How did this relate to masturbation? What would he be doing in all the other time he was cooped up in the house? He voiced the last question aloud.
His mother giggled and opened the door to his room. Freddie gasped. "You always complained I treated you like a baby?"
It was filled with oversized baby items: a crib, a changing table, a bureau of baby cloths, a mountain of diapers, various bottles of baby products and tubs of accessories. He began kicking and yelling, but she was ready for this. Like his crib, the table was decked out with straps, which she quickly attached to Freddie's appendages before sliding an enormous pacifier into his mouth, which also lightly clamped down on his lips to keep them closed. The thick head was a tube 3 inches long and fit around his tongue with special soft springy barbs around the outside of the tube, so that he could not push it out. He gagged but was unable to make loud noises. He struggling was futile as she carefully and lovingly adjusted the straps that she had hastily applied before, and then locked the ones on his arms.
"Now I suppose you deserve a proper explanation. Masturbation, or rather, frequent ejaculation, is very natural. I was a fool to think that I should try to monitor and limit it like I did in the past. Not only that, Freddie, but it makes you very very happy, as I myself have witnessed. I want you to have what you want, what you need to be happy. So I have given you, until you turn 18, a life of sexual pleasure, without even having to get up to use the bathroom, and combining it with my constant control that I need over you. The baby angle is perfect in that it completes these necessities, and also completes you fetishes too. I have come to terms with you sexual orientation, as well as your need for ass play and bondage themes. Don't worry honey, Mama's going to make your life heaven on earth. Your days from now on will go like this: Wake up in the crib, get changed, cum for 3 hours, eat and get tutored, cum for 2 hours, eat, cum for 4 hours, go to sleep. You will not talk, you will not disobey orders, you will not walk, and you will not ever try to pleasure yourself. If necessary, you may ask for new toys or a new sexual gratification. And by God you'll get gratification. This morning, I melted several special pills from Asia into your breakfast. Every day, in your formula, it will also be there. These pills release chemicals that allow your body to produce incredibly massive amounts of hormones and sperm, another reason diapers will be a great fit, for easy clean-up. Your balls will expand and grow in several days, and you will only be able to pee immediately after orgasms, which will be 30 times more intense, 6 times as long as normal, and with quadruple the constant amount of semen. Now, these pills are illegal, but I would never spare any expense for my beautiful son.
To save money in other areas, I will also be taking pills, to lactate. With the combination of formula and my milk, you will need nothing else to keep you healthy. The constant cumming and sperm production will require massive calories, so you will be drinking some milk or formula constantly, via special hanging bags similar to IVs, which attach to the tube in you pacifier. Swallowing isn't necessary, you will soon learn to keep you throat open constantly. I will also add some pills for digesting lactose in you formula, to better help your breast-milk heavy diet. The constant orgasms will also keep you very fit and in top condition, and if you need help in any specific areas, I have ordered a special exercise machine with restraints. When I am gone, you will always have a male baby sitter who knows what you like and is willing to work with you to get it. Any questions?"
Freddie was so horrified with all this and so mentally overloaded that he didn't even speak a word. What about his old life? Inside, however, his blood raced for unknown reasons; he was getting hard again, only 10 minutes after his bath release. "Oh Freddie, I'm so glad you like it! Yes, I know, I outdid myself, but you certainly deserve it. Now let's get started baby, I want you diaper filled with semen and a smile on your face as soon as possible." His erection was slightly harder than it had been before, and she rubbed it with a light baby oil, but paid much more attention to his boy hole. It had been properly cleaned in the bath, and soon glistened and ran with oil, lubed for Freddie's first fucking. "Now, normally I will use just a large dildo or vibrator, but I though since you may be advancing with your sitters that you and Mama could do some bondage bonding, just mother and baby. I'll start small and during the week we'll work our way bigger, OK?" She quickly put on a strap-on dildo. Freddie's groan only encouraged her, and she found the entrance and entered him several inches easily.
Though in actuality Freddie was not gay, and was indeed infatuated with Carly instead, he enjoyed this as much as any boy's erection would. Precum steadily dribbled from his purple cock-head as slowly his mother stuck the 4.5 inch dildo up to the hilt. With the beginning of the thrusts, his straps held him well and still, and it was slightly painful with no give. Of course he had finger fucked himself many a time and once even failed in an attempt with a banana, but he was not used to the circumference of the tool, and it took 10 minutes before he was feeling only pleasure. By now the exact strokes of his mother had forced his shaved and hairless balls into producing a stream of precum that pooled on his pelvis area and needed many tissues to contain. The fucking was no where near hitting his prostate, and such was unable to obtain ejaculation, close as Freddie was. His mother carefully looked at her watch, and after a full 15 minutes caressed his flooding erection until he blasted his jizz into a mixed pool of spooge and precum ranging from his balls to his nipples and running down onto the changing table besides. Never had Freddie cummed half as much; it was evidence that the pills were working their magic. More proof was in the feeling he had 10 minutes after orgasm, with his mother unromantically and untiringly still humping him. Though it felt a tad sore, his body didn't feel that normal sensation of strange pain or weird feeling in the least from being sexually handled even after release; actually, he was beginning to get a semi. He was also now immensely thirsty, from exuding so much fluid and sweat. His mama understood and pulled out the strap on and attached a micro waved bag of formula to his pacifier. It was a bit foul tasting as it ran around his tongue, as well as being just cool enough to not burn him, and she had to massage his throat for some time before he could keep it open at will.
Then, she reached again into her 'tool box' and returned with 4 items. "Freddie, now you will be resting and cumming, OK sweetie? Mama's going out for a movie, like she does usually about twice a week, and your friend Tyler will babysit you until about 1 am, OK? He has tons of instructions, but first I need to set you up. This is a butt plug," she said as she showed him the glass cone and applied it painlessly. It was a bit small and very angled to allow insertion for new users, but curved a bit to allow for anal sex in the future. "It's used to stretch your boy pussy, if you'll excuse my language. It can't be too loose, but it needs to be loose enough to keep you from feeling too much pain. It's a good thing Tyler is a year younger than you; he sure won't stretch you out too much." Freddie did not like the sound of that at all. He and Ty were pretty close friends, and though they rarely saw each other much since they went to different schools, they sleepover together a lot. In fact, they had circle jerked several times, in their hyper-horny summer last year. Thinking about it, he was probably way more OK about Ty knowing about this than pretty much anyone else. Maybe he would let him out of here.
"Next is an auto-massager, which wraps around you dick and vibrates rapidly to get you off. Simple enough." She slipped it on and adjusted it, then turned it on. It had a remote with a plastic wire extending about 3 feet, which she left on the side table after turning it up to medium setting. Freddie was feeling great sensations and bucking his hips. His moans turned to yips as his voice cracked, the first time in half a year, squealing out short bursts of pleasure.
"After that is the scrotum cradle. I have sewn this myself; on the internet they don't sell them. I read that the pills that enhance you sexual pleasure and increase you ball size also make your balls much heavier, which can be very painful if you move around a lot. This strap makes carrying you around easy for both of us, and I can be sure you're safe. I will sew a much bigger one tonight, made of leather for you future orange-sized balls, but this should fit you for now." Freddie gasped at the thought of having balls the size of oranges, and he had to admit it turned him on while repulsing him at the same time. Would his diaper fit if he had them that big? "Your diaper must also be very tight," she said as she slipped the small cloth brief over ball sack and tied the strings together. The brief had no back and a very low front, and allowed access to all areas except the testicles themselves. "If the diaper's loose, they can roll around sometimes. It's just one less thing to worry about."
"Finally, we have the canteen. It's really more of a water skin, and again it's of my own design. The tip fits over your cock head and stays there, but is very thin and you can be just as easily stimulated through it as normal. If anything, it will increase your endurance for longer and less sore rubbings. The rest of it holds 1.5 liters and folds up into the top part of your diaper, and when laying down it will trap most of you precum and cum. If it fills up, and thus contains more than we need to recycle, it will seep out of the tiny hole in the top. I told you that this is a tad expensive, but we make it relatively cheap if you drink you cum. I know it sounds gross, but it will not only be a change in flavor but a good one at that. Semen is pretty good tasting, as you will soon find out, and is probably as good as the formula health wise. Just think Freddie, you're like your own cow!" She laughed and Freddie gagged. He was so disgusted by the idea and the analogy. His penis pulsed, and he knew he was getting very close to climax. His mom sensed it too.
"OK, lets get this on before you blow, and then I can skedaddle and leave you to your fun. Here's a tight fitting disposable diaper; since you're being such a little economic recyclist, we can afford them forever." She put it under him and tucked the canteen up into the top before taping it up, then used duct tape to really seal it up, in case of spillage. She also taped the massager remote to the front of his diaper so it wouldn't get lost. It hugged all of his privates, and intensified his pleasure by a lot. He could only imagine what he looked like, a 14 year old with an enormous pacifier, and Speedo-tight diaper stretched over sex toys, and him drooling and rolling his eyes like a horse rearing on its hind legs. The front of the diaper had Seasame print on it, and his mother kissed each one lovingly. Freddie nearly came but managed to hold off; he though cumming so close to her face would humiliate him to death. Not that he wasn't close to there already.
She smoothly unbuckled him and picked him up, knowing he was much far into the euphoria to struggle with more than a feeble humping. She deposited him in the crib, and locked each appendage as before, like an X to the sides of the crib. She reached down and attached two small and soft nipple clips to his young chest, and petted his head when he mewled in pain. It quickly subsided to an ache that made him blush again.
She kissed him on the forehead before closing and locking the top of the crib, and running another wire from the remote to a wall socket; that thing was never going to stop until it was turned off. She then turned on a baby's mobile above his head. He watched the shapes spin, almost hallucinating in joy, and his mother turned off the lights and closed the door. The mobile and the massager glowed in the dark through his diaper, as did the nipple clips.
He saw the stars of every galaxy as he obtained a climax so powerful that he slid the crib 2 feet to the left with his writhing and only noticed the passage of time by the temperature of the excess cum: when he started, it was only just pouring in and warm. Some unknown time later, it was now a large puddle, freezing cold, and the small amount higher on his chest were completely dry.