Son's genetics [Complete Series]

"Mom... ah... Mom... I love you, Mom... It feels so good..." In the middle of the night, I groaned softly under the covers, my right hand rapidly stroking my newly developing penis. Since I was twelve, this had been my only way to ejaculate—under the covers, letting my imagination run wild. Even now, at fifteen, I still only get aroused by fantasizing about my mother's mature body. I know I have this perverse Oedipus complex, but I just can't bear to see my noble and beautiful mother interact with anyone other than me, even just a greeting. It drives me to madness with hatred. This inexplicable and terrifying possessiveness helped me through my painful and abnormal developmental period, but I'm powerless to stop it. In short, despite its repulsive behavior, it only exists in my private fantasies. Anyway, no one will know how much I wish my mother belonged only to me. "Ah... ah..." Thick semen splattered haphazardly on the sheets. I threw off the heavy covers to catch my breath, but a deep emptiness filled my heart... Right now, is Mom sleeping in the next room, lost in Dad's arms? "You vile woman, you have no idea what it's like to be a son!" I cursed, but my mind conjured up my mother's alluring body, and my anger twisted into a kind of obsessive love. But it was just a hallucination; I had never seen my mother naked. A thought flashed through my mind, and I was consumed by jealousy. "If only Dad weren't here, then Mom would be all mine." I never truly loved my father, because he had taken my beloved mother. That useless man had spent his whole life as a civil servant, stuck in a rut, just waiting for his pension. He had no ambition whatsoever, and my mother had suffered so much because of him. "Only I can give Mom happiness..." That night, I stroked my penis while listening to the hypnotic snoring from next door. Images of actresses in adult films seduce and act lewdly floated into my mind. I tried to superimpose my mother's image onto her, satisfying the perverted son's extremely private lust. I kept murmuring, "Ah... Mom, open your legs..." until I was exhausted after ejaculating my thick semen. Only then did I enter my dream again in the helpless night, embracing hatred. On Saturday afternoon, with no club activities at school, I walked alone into the bustling city center, carrying my schoolbag. Groups of boys and girls passed by, and as I wandered around, I suddenly didn't know where to go next. Just as I was feeling a little lost, the thought of going home crossed my mind. A comic book store in an alley next to the city center gave me a different idea: "Since I'm all alone at home anyway, I might as well read some comics to pass the time." I pushed open the glass door of the comic book store and went inside. The wind chimes on the top of the door jingled, followed by a musty smell of books. The lighting inside was dim and not bright enough; it was clearly not an ideal reading environment. A few young people were scattered in small groups around various corners, seemingly unaware that anyone had entered. A middle-aged man, who appeared to be the owner, sat behind the counter, a newspaper open in his hand, a goatee on his chin, looking up at me with an indifferent expression. "Reading?" I nodded. "Any new books?" The owner maintained his detached demeanor. "Are you an adult?" Why ask that when I'm just reading a comic book? I shook my head without thinking. The owner casually pointed to another corner, then went back to reading his newspaper, seemingly unconcerned. I couldn't help but think, "What a strange owner." Then I walked in the direction he pointed. After turning two corners, I came to a tall bookshelf. Next to it, a group of students around my age were huddled at a row of wooden tables. Some were wearing high school uniforms, the others probably middle school students. However, they didn't even glance at me, continuing to intently bury themselves in their books. I looked away and examined the books on the shelf, only to find them filled with obscene and explicit titles like "Lewd Teacher," "Mother Without Underwear," "Degenerate Mother and Son," "Incest Paradise," and "Dad's Penis." My heart skipped a beat, and I finally understood why the shopkeeper had asked about adulthood. This corner was supposed to be for "minors," but the books offered were anything but appropriate. My gaze drifted to the comic books in other people's hands, and I noticed a boy crouching in another corner, his face flushed, eyes glued to a book, while simultaneously stroking his erect penis. Just as I was wondering how to react, I realized one of the high school students was looking up at me, making me embarrassed and forcing me to look back at the shelves overflowing with books. I had to find a book like them. So I randomly picked up a book called "The Source of Maternal Eroticism." The back was black with yellow lettering, and the cover depicted a long-haired woman ambiguously lifting her long skirt, with a young man standing before her, his hand probing her genitals, the lines vividly drawn. I was stunned again; after all, I had never seen such an explicit depiction of sex in a comic before. My mind went blank for a moment, and a burning sensation inside me made my mouth dry. I hurriedly went to the counter to pay. The owner said calmly, "First time here?" "Yes!" I felt a thorn in my side. He glanced at me: "Read it first, then I'll give it to you." I went back to the "Underage Section," found a seat, and scanned everyone in the area again before opening the book. Seeing that they still didn't react, I cautiously turned to the first page. The comic book depicted a still-attractive middle-aged woman who worked as a teacher in a certain country. Although she appeared noble and virtuous on the outside, she was extremely lewd on the inside. After her husband discovered her true nature, he left her in disappointment. Without the sexual pleasure of her husband, she gradually shifted her focus to her son, step by step... The book tells the story of a woman who seduces her own flesh and blood until they have an illicit relationship. After reading it, I felt a sense of exhilaration, as if I had suddenly realized something… If I could get rid of my father, my mother would be mine forever. But how could I do that? Once I thought about it, my heart sank. It was an impossible plan. No, I didn't have any plan at all. "Damn it!" I angrily threw the book to the ground with a loud "thud!" The sound echoed loudly in the quiet shop, and everyone looked at me in confusion… Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw the owner. Oh no! I've messed up! "I understand why you're angry…" He knew? I looked up into his deep eyes and felt a strange warmth in them.

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