[Family Secrets] (Part 1)

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Family Secrets

: "Mom, I'm home."

I opened the door, sweating profusely. In the tiny living room, barely twenty square meters, my mother sat

on a patched sofa, knitting something with yarn in her hands,

completely .

I wiped the sweat from my brow, slipped on my slippers, and walked over to her. "Mom, what are you doing?

Let me help."

My mother finally looked up at me. Seeing my sweaty appearance, she frowned. If

I wasn't mistaken, a hint of coldness and disgust flashed in her eyes. She covered her nose and immediately scolded, "Going to play

basketball ? I've told you hundreds of times! Studying is the most important thing right now! Instead, you spend all your time doing

useless things. If you were even half as good as your brother, I'd be thanking my lucky stars." She then looked away and

continued sewing.

I opened my mouth, wanting to retort, but seeing the deep crow's feet at the corners of my mother's eyes, and remembering

the times she doted on me when I was little, I swallowed my words.

Now, as I got closer, I could see clearly that my mother was mending several holes in my brother's jacket

. Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness. Looking down at my own

jacket , I wondered when my mother stopped mending my clothes.

With a sigh, I silently turned and went into my room—or rather, my brother's and my room. The room

wasn't big, just enough for two beds and a desk, with no other space. I remembered that my father

had home from a furniture factory when he was collecting scraps; he'd seen some unwanted items

and repaired them himself.

Actually, because I loved playing basketball and was quite strong and tall, I should have slept in the larger

bed, but after discussion, my parents gave it to my brother.

The walls of the room were covered with my brother's certificates of merit.

He was lying in bed. When he saw me come in, he quickly hid a book under the covers, pretending nothing was wrong. He crossed

his legs, leaned against the headboard, and sneered, "I thought it was someone else. It's just you, you idiot. Did

the teacher keep you after school again? You're not cut out for school. You should just go collect scraps with Dad."

My eye twitched, I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and without even changing my clothes,

lay back on the bed in a wide cross shape, staring at the ceiling.

My brother, seeing I wasn't looking at him, secretly took a book out of the covers and stuffed it into the drawer.

I caught a glimpse of his actions and found it hilarious. It's just a porn book, why the secrecy? Are you

afraid I'll tell Mom and it'll ruin your good son's image? If I told you that I'm tired of

all , would you be surprised?

Let me first introduce my family situation. We all live in Q city, in a

rented , totaling about 50 square meters. My father, Li Weiguo

, supports my brother and me by collecting scraps and recyclables, covering our tuition and rent. It's a huge burden, so much so that my father, who is only 45 years old this year, already

has a full head of white hair and looks more like a man in his fifties.

My mother, Chen Meicong, doesn't have a stable job. She mainly does sewing and mending at home. Most of her time

is spent doing homework and reviewing lessons with my brother. Although she doesn't understand or know the material, only at these

times does a smile appear on her tired face, and her eyes look at my brother with tenderness and hope.

In her words, "I can't count on your brother anymore. Now all my hopes are on you."

My brother and I are twins. He came out a few seconds before me. His name is Li Ming, and mine is Li Hui. We're seventeen

years old and in our final year of high school. I remember when we were little, our parents were very good to us. I don't know when it started,

maybe around the time I was in junior high. I got involved with sex, which was a completely new experience for me at the time. I spent

too much time on it, which led to my grades being terrible ever since. Our parents

went from loving us to being indifferent, a stark contrast to how they treat my brother.

My brother is actually a scoundrel, something our parents never knew. They always thought he was a good boy

, never swearing, never fighting, never playing pranks—he was always the best. Whenever something bad happened, they

immediately thought of me, not him. I can't understand how someone with glasses and a gentle appearance could be

so cunning. He's played pranks on me more than once, and afterwards he'd tell our mother that I had done this or that to him, making

our mother's impression of me worse and worse. Now she's even impatient with me.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard my brother's voice outside, sounding almost like a spoiled child: "Mom,

is dinner ready yet? Hurry up, I'm exhausted from studying."

"My dear son, even though the college entrance exam is coming up soon, don't overwork yourself, okay? Dinner will be ready soon,

" Mom said gently.

Hearing this, my stomach growled. I had just finished playing basketball and was starving, but

I knew that going outside to ask for food now would only get me yelled at.

I changed my clothes, packed up my old ones, and prepared to wash them. For the past three years, I've washed

my own clothes. As soon as I stepped out of my room, I saw Mom cooking in the kitchen, while my brother hugged her from

behind , leaning against her back, seemingly being affectionate.

"Such a grown man, still acting like a spoiled child, isn't he ashamed?" I thought with a hint of disdain.

My mother wasn't pretty; in fact, by my standards, she was rather

unattractive . Her long hair, streaked with gray, was often tied up in a bun at the back of her head.

Her forehead and the corners of her eyes were covered in fine wrinkles. Just by looking at her, you'd think she was in her fifties or

sixties , when she was only forty-four.

But from behind, her figure was absolutely stunning. Because of years of hard work,

she had none of the fat typical of middle-aged women; her skin was a healthy tan from years of labor,

and she had large, sagging breasts and a fleshy, round bottom.

When I first encountered sex in my third year of junior high, I would hide in the bathroom almost every night, fantasizing about my mother

's sensual body and masturbating. You could say my poor grades were largely due to my mother.

Responsibility.

I knew my brother had always harbored feelings for Mom. Once,

when , I saw his browsing history. He was browsing pornographic websites filled with pictures and

novels about incest between mother and son. Also, he would often pretend to accidentally touch Mom's breasts when she wasn't looking, and he would

look at her body with lustful eyes. I had the same thoughts, but I didn't have the guts. If it were

me, I would probably be scolded for days and nights. But my brother, Mom just smiled gently and said it was okay, completely

unaware of how many times her self-proclaimed good son had fantasized about her.

I looked at my brother, who was still hugging Mom's back and talking, with jealousy. Mom smiled and responded. I sighed

, looked away, and went to do the laundry.

Soon, it was the last week before the college entrance exam. That night, I returned home. Mom was

cooking in the kitchen, paying no attention to my return. Dad was still outside collecting recyclables. I went into the room and found that my brother hadn't

returned yet. Just as I was about to change my clothes, I suddenly saw a cell phone on my brother's bed.

I recognized it at a glance as the phone my parents had recently pooled their money to buy for my brother. He

'd been showing it off to me for days, making me incredibly envious, so I was never going to forget it.

As for me? My parents probably won't buy me a phone until my next life.

Out of curiosity, I picked up the phone and started examining it. After a few minutes, since it wasn't a smartphone, I

figured it wasn't anything special except for making calls. Just as I was about to put it back, I noticed a

small media player app in the bottom right corner of the screen. I tapped it, and a playlist popped up with only one video file titled "[

Awesome , hahahaha]".

"What video is this?" I wondered, and clicked on it.

The video shakiened, revealing the person filming was adjusting the angle. First,

a wooden bed came into view, then the scene shifted to the older brother's face. He was clearly

taking a selfie, smiling at the camera and whispering, "Today's a memorable day! Finally,

I can do it on Mom and Dad's bed! Hehe, just thinking about it is exciting!"

At that moment, soft footsteps sounded outside. The brother quickly hid his phone among some nearby clutter,

out of sight but at a perfect angle to film him.

After hearing his words, it dawned on me. "That wooden bed looks so familiar!" I thought.

Looking around, it was my parents' room! What was my brother up to? What was he doing? Had he brought a woman

home to mess around in their room? Okay, I'll go tell Mom later.

Continuing to watch the video, I saw my brother lying on the bed, down to his underwear,

looking completely at ease, humming a song. His eyes were fixed on the door; the footsteps were getting closer and closer, almost inside. Strange, those

footsteps sounded so familiar.

Before he even entered, my brother called out, "Mom, why aren't you coming in? Are you shy?

It's not like we haven't seen this before."

I was shocked, my heart pounding. I couldn't believe it was real. But the next second, I

saw my mother appear in the doorway. But the way she looked made me doubt my eyes. My mother

had never worn makeup before, and her clothes were always simple and plain. But now, she was wearing

light makeup; her usually aged face was rosy and radiant, and she had a light touch of lipstick on her lips.

What surprised me most was that Mom was wearing a purple lingerie set. It was clear she

wasn't wearing a bra; her large breasts sagged slightly, and her nipples were erect, forming a distinct shape.

The ultra-thin thong couldn't hide her thick pubic hair at all; I only now realized

how dense it was.

Mom stood at the door, fidgeting nervously, hesitant to come in, completely lacking the sternness she usually displayed when

disciplining me; all she showed was shyness.

My brother seemed quite pleased with his work, smiling as he drew a circle in the air with his finger. "Mom, you're so beautiful

! Look at those plump breasts, so juicy! I grew up eating these, didn't I? Come on, spin around,

I want to see Mom's big ass."

Mom blushed even more, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal, always teasing your mom! Just wait till I get my hands on you

!" Despite saying that, she obediently spun around, and I could see her thong was completely

tucked into her plump buttocks. Mom's buttocks were truly large; as she spun, the pink

flesh on her buttocks jiggled, incredibly alluring.

I noticed a bulge in my brother's briefs, and my penis slowly began to swell

.

In the video, my brother couldn't help but cry out, "Mom, come and suck me! I can't take it anymore!

"

I was startled. Suck? Oral sex? I've only ever seen this in porn. I thought my mom would refuse, but

to my dismay, she didn't hesitate at all. She looked at my brother's eager

expression and chuckled. It was the first time I realized how beautiful my mom's smile was.

Mom sat down on the bed, tapped my brother's head, and chuckled, "Look at you, so impatient, Xiaoming! Mom's willing to do anything

for you. Mom's counting on you from now on. You said you're feeling pressured with the college entrance exam coming up, so Mom's going

to help you relieve some of that pressure. But let's make this clear, this is the last time before the exam. Mom doesn't want you to be distracted. If you do

well on the exam, Mom will reward you."

My brother, however, didn't care what Mom was saying anymore. He kept agreeing while unceremoniously grabbing

Mom's plump breasts. The squeezed flesh peeked out from between his fingers, looking so tender and juicy. I

really wanted to lie down and suck on them. Seeing my brother kneading Mom's breasts so forcefully, but Mom seemed oblivious

, letting him knead and squeeze her, I noticed she would occasionally frown. It was clear she

wasn't comfortable , but she didn't stop him. Such heartwarming maternal love!

Watching my brother knead the breasts I usually coveted, I suddenly felt incredibly resentful. We were

born to the same mother, yet the difference was so vast. I was also about to take the college entrance exam!

In the video, Mom had already taken off my brother's underwear. I suddenly noticed that my brother's penis was very small,

maybe only . At that moment, I finally felt a little better; at least I had something better than him. Maybe it was because...

Because I loved playing basketball since I was little, I developed very well and am quite tall, with a penis that's 17 centimeters long.

In the video, my brother roughly squeezes my mother's large breasts while trying to kiss her.

My mother playfully slaps my brother's buttocks, her face flushed, and sticks out her red, tender tongue. As soon as it appears, my brother

immediately takes it into his mouth and sucks hard, making lewd, slurping sounds.

After sucking for about two minutes, my brother finally releases my mother's tongue, their

saliva still connected, creating a lewd scene. My mother is also panting softly from my brother's kisses

, her face as red as an apple.

Mom blushed, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, glanced at the clock on the wall, got up, and started taking off her

sexy lingerie. She said, "Baby, hurry up and do it, or your dad and the others will be back soon. It's all because of you, you little pervert,

insisting on doing it on Mom's bed. Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to send your dad and brother away."

I then remembered and looked at the date in the lower left corner: May 20th, 5:50 PM. That was

over ten days ago. That day, Mom suddenly said someone called saying there was a batch of scrap metal to sell, but

the journey was quite far. Since school was on holiday that day, Mom asked me to go with Dad. When we got there, we found out

there was no such thing. At the time, I thought we'd been tricked, but I never imagined the whole thing was orchestrated by Mom and my brother

.

Turning my gaze back to the video, Mom was now completely naked. Her large, at least E-cup breasts

drooped , and her two pea-sized nipples were a deep purplish-red—a very sexy and mature color that made her look even more

alluring.

The older brother lay on the bed with his eyes closed, while his mother knelt between his legs at the foot of the bed, rubbing his penis with her right hand, which had become

dry . The older brother immediately let out a comfortable sound; clearly, his mother's slightly dry

skin was stimulating him more. His small, round glans was rubbed until it turned red, and precum was flowing from his urethral opening

.

The older brother was clearly not satisfied with this; he used both hands to press his mother's head towards his penis. His mother

did not resist and obediently took his penis into her mouth. The older brother immediately trembled, while his mother

's free hands continued to caress his slender legs.

During the oral sex, the older brother made various demands, such as making his mother touch his breasts, making her suck his

penis while watching him, and making her lick his testicles. At one point, he even pressed his mother's head down, forcing her to

swallow his entire penis, causing her to choke and choke, her saliva smearing his penis

clean . However, she didn't utter a word of reproach or resist, complying completely, more obedient than a dog.

Even more ridiculously, she later asked him if he had bitten his penis.

In the video, after the mother continued oral sex for a few more minutes, the older brother patted her face.

The mother quickly turned her back to him, but the older brother wasn't in a hurry. He pervertedly smelled her plump buttocks, spreading her fleshy

cheeks and inhaling the scent of her anus, a look of ecstasy on his face.

"You brat, stop! Come in quickly, Mommy can't take it anymore," the mother scolded.

The older brother chuckled lewdly and patted Mom's buttocks, watching the flesh jiggle. Satisfied, he held his

penis , ready to thrust it into Mom's vagina. Mom's buttocks trembled slightly, matching his thrust.

From the angle of the video, I could see Mom's pink vagina was covered in vaginal fluid. The older brother didn't

seem be in a hurry to penetrate; he first rubbed his penis against Mom's vagina and clitoris. The wet mucous membranes,

rubbed against, caused even more vaginal fluid to overflow.

Mom was clearly struggling to hold on; her face flushed, she bit her lip, her buttocks twitching slightly, emitting sexy

moans. The older brother knew it was time, and without hesitation, he thrust his entire penis into Mom's

vagina. Because of the lubrication from the vaginal fluid, the insertion was quick and easy; in an instant, his

penis disappeared inside Mom.

At the same time, both the older brother and Mom let out a satisfied moan. Judging from their tacit understanding

, it was clearly not their first time having sex. My jealousy grew stronger as the video played; I wished

I were the one penetrating Mom's vagina.

The older brother in the video had already begun thrusting, each thrust drawing out the pinkish mucous membrane from her vagina

, making a squelching sound. As her mother's vaginal fluids continued to overflow, her wheat-colored skin flushed

pink, making her exceptionally alluring. Her red, tender lips were tightly bitten as she silently lay on the bed, her large, plump buttocks

raised , receiving the penetration from her brother.

After two minutes of this, it was clear that the older brother's penis was covered in white foam.

The speed of his thrusts increased, his hands slapping hard against his mother's wheat-colored, plump buttocks, turning

them bright red. His mother seemed to become even more sensitive after being slapped, her hands gripping the sheets tightly

, making muffled sounds, her lustful body trembling uncontrollably. Seeing this, the older brother

thrust harder and harder, as if trying to shove his testicles into his mother's vagina, repeatedly slamming his hands against her

buttocks, making loud slapping sounds.

"Mom, it feels so good... ah... I'm about to cum, I... I want to cum inside Mom's pussy, Mom

, help me have a baby." My brother's breathing grew heavier and heavier. After saying that, he felt a jolt in his waist and

ejaculated all of himself inside Mom.

I felt numb. My brother had actually ejaculated inside Mom, all of himself. Did he really want

Mom to have his baby? In the video, Mom didn't seem to mind that my brother had ejaculated inside her. She didn't say anything, and even

took a tissue to wipe his sweat, licked his penis clean with her mouth, and asked him if he was tired. I felt like I was about to

collapse .

At that moment, I heard my brother and Mom talking outside. He was back. I quickly exited the video,

put my phone back, lay down on my bed, closed my eyes, and recalled the video I had just seen. This made me see Mom

in a new light I felt resentful and jealous, but also a little bit of excitement.

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