I awoke to the sensation of my blanket slowly being pulled off me. I felt the cool morning air on my chest as the fabric lowered. Damn it, I thought, it’s my mom pulling one of her wake up stunts again.

As the blanket passed my abdomen, my morning fugue cleared enough for me to remember that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath it.

What’s worse, I was sporting a major morning hard-on.

I felt a jolt of panic as the blanket passed my belly button.

I sleepily tried to grab the blanket, but I was too slow. The blanket passed my groin and I felt cool air on my throbbing erection.

The blanket stopped. I finally opened my eyes to see my mother studying my manhood with a mildly shocked expression.

“Whoops,” she said. “Sorry dear.”

She laughed. “Looks like my little boy is all grown up.”

She got up and turned to leave. As she passed through my door, she glanced back one last time.

“I see you take after your father!”