I went to wake my son up for breakfast this morning but before I knocked on his door, I heard sounds coming from his room. I recognized those sounds pretty quickly. My son was touching himself again. I love listening to him lotion up his cock and stroke it. I always imagine that he is thinking of me when he is touching his cock. I did something that I have never done before and decided to take a peek. I slowly cracked open his door so I could see in. There he was, at his desk. His cock in his hand, stroking it up and down.