Psychiatric Nurture (Rave X Celebstars)

There are some habits that can't be stopped as hard as men try, and Julian found himself in one of those situations. Being the son of a famous and popular actress, he quickly started to feel distant and cut off from his mother. When he was younger, it was easier for Gwenlyth and Julian to spend time together, they had always carved out time to make sure their relationship was strong and holding. They'd always been...close. Closer than most mothers are to their sons. He wasn't sure if it was because his father left when he was a baby, or if it was just their personalities, but Julian and Gwenlyth were connected on a much deeper physical and emotional level than a normal mother and son. He assumed that was why all this fame and celebrity surrounding his mother bothered him so much. It cut in and breached the time that he would usually spend together with her, and it was unnatural to him.

Julian was a beautiful boy, having just turned 16 years of age a month ago. His mother's fame plus his looks always had him hoarded and pursued by people, girls trying to sleep with him or guys trying to befriend him for his money. Yet despite all that, Julian was still quite inexperienced. Even worse, a virgin. To a 16 year old boy, there was nothing more embarrassing than being a virgin. It wasn't that he had no girls to sleep with. Hell, he had plenty. He was just fixating on one. One woman who he knew would be impossible to get with. One woman whom he would be persecuted and shunned for thinking about in such a way. His own mother. That is when he sunk and delved into a habit he couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried. One night, when his mother was in the shower, he snuk into her room and stole a pair of her panties, using them to masturbate to the thoughts of her and the silhouette of her in the shower behind the steamy glass door.

Ever since then, he could not get off any other way. It was a problem, something he felt guilty about yet could not stop. Today was another day, a Saturday where he had no school and his mother was actually home. Waking up, as any healthy boy would, he had some morning wood...a problem he could only take care of one way. Rushing to his mother's bedroom when she went downstairs, he grabbed a pair of her panties and dashed back into his room.

At the same time, the bell rang, and a certain man with a suit and tie stood waiting for an answer.

Everything was always assumed great in the life of a rich person. Why would they be unhappy? They had multiple homes in multiple locations, fancy cars and gadgets as well as the freedom to do what they wanted and when they wanted. Being in the spotlight, Gwyneth's life was deemed superb with no bad publicity ever finding it's way to her door. Her personality and likeness deemed her an angel of Hollywood sometimes and she loved that about herself.

The mother was happy in her life until recently when she discovered something which freaked her out. Getting out of the shower one night, she returned to her room and after getting changed in to her nightie, she wanted to place her day clothes in the wash basket. An item was missing though, her underwear which seemed to of vanished. Knowing there was only one other person in the house at the time, she walked down the corridor to her son's bedroom and saw him using her panties in a way which shocked her in to disbelief.

Over the coming days, she found more panties used and stained in the laundry basket so she decided to call in professional help.

Today, the doorbell rang and Gwyneth walked up to it, pulling it open to greet her guest. She was wearing tight yoga pants and a sports bra after doing her morning workout. "Hey, sorry, I lost track of time" she said, inviting him in with her blonde ponytail swinging from side to side.