Green slave son offers his mother

(I) Budding
The story begins seven or eight years ago.

That year, I was in high school. My hometown was a small, unknown county. During the high school entrance exam, I don't know which ancestor blessed me, but I actually got a pretty good score, good enough to get into the key high school in the province. After the family decided, my mother quit her clerical job and came to accompany me to study in the provincial capital. No one expected that during those three years in the provincial capital, my mother and I would sink into an endless hell of debauchery and be unable to extricate ourselves... When I arrived in the provincial capital, I realized that I was just a frog in a well. Even my academic performance, which I was so proud of, was not worth mentioning here. The prosperity of the big city and the setbacks I suffered at school made me lose my way. So I started to secretly smoke, drink, and skip classes, and gradually became the "bad student" that I used to despise the most. Since my mother came to accompany me to school, not only has our family lost an income, but we also have to spend money to rent a place near the school. The cost of living in the provincial capital is far higher than in our hometown, and our family's living conditions have become tight. My mother has to take odd jobs near the school, working as a waitress or a nanny to supplement her income. Her busy schedule every day leaves her with little energy to care about my studies and life. She just keeps complaining that I am not sensible. So every day when I come home, my mother and I always argue. Gradually, I developed a hatred for my mother and the idea of humiliating her. At that time, I did not know that it was this little seed of evil that led to everything that happened later... Writing this, I have to talk about my mother. Eight years ago, my mother was just forty years old. Her long-term clerical work made her every move seem knowledgeable, reasonable, and feminine. My mother is not tall, about 158 cm. She has fair skin and an ordinary appearance, but her smile is very charming. She has large breasts and buttocks, especially after she turned 30 and started to gain weight. Her breasts became even larger, each one about the size of an adult's head, like two big watermelons hanging in front of her chest. My mother developed a small belly, and her legs also became much thicker. Only her small feet remained as petite and delicate as ever. My mother's nipples weren't small either, like two big grapes. Perhaps because her breasts were so large, she didn't like thick bras. She usually only wore soft, thin ones. And due to declining living standards, her bras were all old models from several years ago. They were not only increasingly thin and see-through from washing, but also no longer suitable for her enlarged breasts. The bras only provided support, and the upper edge didn't even cover the areolas. If she wore a slightly tight-fitting thin shirt over them, the two protrusions were faintly visible. But our family's financial situation simply couldn't afford new clothes for her. Every time she went out, many lecherous men would stare intently at her large breasts. My mother was shy, and she would always clench her arms tightly, hoping to cover her breasts, unaware that her large breasts only became more alluring under her gaze.

As an out-of-town student, I didn't make many friends at school. If I were to count carefully, I might have half a friend, which was Dayu. Da Yu is my deskmate. Like me, he's a "bad kid" whom the teachers have given up on. The difference is that he's a tough guy, a little tyrant at school, and knows a lot of thugs from the streets, while I'm weak and always get bullied at school. Actually, Da Yu is the one who bullies me the most. When we first sat at the same table, he would beat and scold me constantly. Every time I skipped class, I had to treat him to internet cafes and food. I didn't have much pocket money, so I always had to lie to my mom and ask for money to buy study materials and school supplies. But ever since I started providing Da Yu with food, drinks, and entertainment, I haven't been bullied by anyone anymore. Gradually, I became his little follower, and I developed a kind of admiration and envy for Da Yu, fantasizing that one day I could be as strong as him.

One day, Dayu and I skipped class and went to an internet cafe. While we were playing, the computer screen suddenly went black. It turned out that we had run out of internet fees and were automatically logged off. Dayu was halfway through a dungeon in his game when he angrily kicked me and demanded that I recharge his account. I turned my pockets inside out to show him that I really didn't have any money. Dayu seemed a little disappointed, called me a piece of trash a couple of times, and walked out. I was quite angry, thinking to myself, "I don't owe you anything. Haven't I spent enough money on you before?" But I could only swallow my anger and follow him out of the internet cafe without saying a word.

After coming out, I checked the time. It was still early before school let out, but I didn't want to go back. Remembering my mother was out working during the day, I suggested to Dayu, "Dayu, let's go to my house for a bit. It's near the school, we can watch TV for a while and then it'll be almost time." Dayu didn't say much and followed me towards my house. I fawned over Dayu, pointing out the way. For some reason, looking back at Dayu's indifferent eyes, I felt like a lapdog running around before its master… To suppress this shameful thought, I slowed my pace, trying to walk alongside Dayu to show our equal status. But he kicked me again, so I had to continue leading the way. Looking back now, I realize that my servility had already begun to creep into my heart.

After we entered, I got slippers for Dayu, then ran to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a drink that I myself wouldn't even drink. Seeing my "attentive service," Dayu didn't scold me for the internet incident. We sat and watched TV for a while when Dayu suddenly let out a very loud and smelly fart. My immediate reaction was, inexplicably, to take a deep breath! I don't know if it was because my movement was too obvious and Dayu saw it. Back then, we were still kids, and being caught farting was embarrassing. So, Dayu slapped me in a fit of rage and yelled, "Damn it, I drank the drink you gave me, and now I have diarrhea! Where's your toilet?" I felt very strange, and afraid that Dayu would discover that I had been trying to smell his stinky fart, I pretended to be calm and pointed to the toilet. Dayu grumbled and went into the toilet, while I continued to sit on the sofa and watch TV.

Time passed by in the blink of an eye. I glanced at my watch and figured my mom would be back soon, so I hurriedly turned off the TV. Then I remembered that Dayu was still in the bathroom. I wondered why Dayu was still in the bathroom after all this time. So I quickly ran over to call him. When I got to the bathroom door and opened it, I was stunned by what I saw: Da Yu had pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, his back to me, his hand moving in front of him. Having read pornographic books and watched pornographic websites for years, I immediately understood that he was masturbating. I felt both angry and amused, thinking how horny Da Yu was, masturbating in broad daylight at someone else's house. But I didn't dare call him, because if he saw me, I would definitely get a beating. I could only tiptoe to close the bathroom door and then call out to him through the wall, "Da Yu, are you done yet? It's time, my mom will be back soon." Sure enough, Da Yu answered me in a panting voice, "What's all the noise about? Wait a minute, I'm not done yet, ah!" With a low growl, I heard him say to me a moment later, "I'm done, you can come in." I was confused. You've already finished using the bathroom, why do you want me to come in? I didn't ask any more questions, opened the door and went in, only to be met with something even more shocking: Da Yu still wasn't wearing pants, but instead sat facing me on the toilet, casually propping up his thick, dark penis, holding something in his hand and wiping his glans. When I looked closer, I realized that what he was holding was my mother's bra that she hadn't had time to wash yesterday! I was both angry and anxious, my mind blank. I didn't know whether to be angry or what to do. My mind was blank, my hand trembled as I pointed at him, unconsciously humming, "You! You!..." Da Yu, with a look of satisfaction on his face after venting, glanced at me sideways and said, "Don't you want your fingers anymore? If you point at me again, I'll break them off." I quickly put my hand down, a flood of emotions welling up inside me, but I didn't know what to say. At this moment, Da Yu spoke up: "Is this your mother's bra?" I didn't answer, and I didn't know what to say. Although he usually bullied me, it was mostly just physical abuse, which I didn't care about. But today, he insulted my mother in my own home in this way! I felt like my head was about to explode. I knew I couldn't beat him in a fight, and I couldn't tell my teachers or parents about this, otherwise it would be embarrassing for me and my mother. I didn't know what to do, and my vision was starting to go black. At that moment, Da Yu, probably seeing that I hadn't responded for a while, got a little angry and yelled at me again, "Damn it, is it or isn't it?" His yelling brought me back to my senses. I thought to myself that I couldn't fall out with him, and I couldn't spread the news. I could only appease him for the time being. Actually, at this moment, a kind of pleasure of seeing my own mother being humiliated was gradually growing in my heart, but I just didn't want to admit it. Faced with his questioning, I whispered "yes," so softly that I could barely hear myself, but Da Yu heard me. He was clearly pleased, wiping his penis with his bra as he said to me, "Look at your mom's size, her breasts are quite large. If I had known you had such a treasure, I would have come to your house to play a long time ago!" I was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. I tried to distract myself, wondering if he meant my mom's bra, her large breasts, or my mother in general. This time, Dayu didn't expect me to say anything. After wiping the semen off his penis, he casually threw Mom's bra into the laundry basket, walked out of our bathroom, and ordered me as he walked, "Just leave it there and don't move it. Let Mom wash it herself, hahaha!" I didn't clean up the clothes he had soiled because Mom would be suspicious if she saw that her bra had been washed. Besides, there wasn't enough time. If I finished washing it, Dayu and I would definitely be caught by Mom at home. I couldn't even imagine what would happen then. So Dayu and I quickly ran to school. Actually, there was another reason that I had never wanted to admit. In my heart, I had a strong expectation of Mom gently caressing Dayu's thousands of offspring with her hands while washing the bra. Thinking of this, I felt my penis standing up in my pants, making my running posture extremely awkward.

Back at school, my mind was still a mess. The events of earlier flashed before my eyes like a dream. I couldn't predict how things would unfold, but my mind was filled with fantasies of scenes I'd seen in erotic novels and movies. I imagined Da Yu wantonly playing with my mother's white, fleshy body, imagining his thick, long penis pounding in and out of her like a pestle. Little did I know then that soon these wild imaginings would all come to life before my eyes, and Da Yu wouldn't be the only male protagonist.

I spent the entire day in a state of confusion and anxiety, completely oblivious to what the teacher had said in class. That night, I returned home in a daze, my heart pounding in my chest, because I was thinking about a question I'd always avoided: what if my mother found the semen on her bra? I considered explaining that it was mine, but I knew that would be a huge shock to my mother. I didn't know how to explain it. However, when my mother opened the door and told me to put down my schoolbag, wash my hands, and eat, I didn't see anything unusual on her face, which reassured me a little. I ran to the bathroom to wash my hands, only to find that the bra and other dirty clothes in the laundry basket were gone! It seemed that my mother had already washed them. Thinking of this, my heart jumped again. I tried to reconstruct what my mother had been doing at home during the few hours I was away. I guessed that she might have used the washing machine to wash the clothes, but that seemed unlikely. First, the washing machine uses a lot of electricity and water, and second, our washing machine is quite old, and using it would easily damage the clothes, so my mother usually washes them by hand. Then I thought that my mother might have soaked the clothes first before washing them. But then I realized that the clothes in the basket were obviously not all the same color. My mother, being such a meticulous person, would not have soaked them all in the basin. So when she picked up the bra, she would still have found semen on it. I thought and thought, wondering if my mother had found out or not. During dinner, I tried to get some information out of my mom, so I asked her what she had been doing that afternoon. She said she was cleaning the house and doing laundry. Hearing the words "doing laundry" made my heart jump into my throat, but my mom didn't say anything more, and her expression didn't seem unusual. I looked at her for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Afraid that my mom would discover my attempt to pry, I just kept quiet and ate my dinner. After dinner, I told my mom not to disturb me because I needed to do my homework. So I went back to my room, closed the door, took off my pants, and started imagining what had happened that day, frantically masturbating...

The next morning at school, because of my excessive indulgence the night before, and not knowing how to face Dayu, I fell asleep on my desk before class even started. When class ended, I felt someone push me. I knew it was Dayu, but I didn't want to look up. The hand that pushed me was noticeably stronger. I knew I had to get up, otherwise, given Dayu's temper, I would definitely get beaten up. Sure enough, Dayu said to me with an unfriendly look that I should go outside with him. I didn't want to go, so I made an excuse that I wasn't feeling well. Dayu looked around at the students and asked with a mocking smile, "Are you sure you want to talk about this in the classroom?" I trembled with fear and quickly went outside with him. When we got to the playground, we found a quiet spot. Da Yu said to me, "Dongzi, I didn't sleep well last night because of your mom's bra. You know how the English teacher is, she's been giving me the cold shoulder, so I won't be able to sleep in the next English class either. How about I come to your house to catch up on some sleep?" I immediately realized he didn't want to sleep; he just wanted to come over and play with my mom's underwear again! I felt a surge of heat rush to my head, but I didn't have the courage to confront him. So I tried to make an excuse, saying my mom was home and it wasn't convenient today. But even I couldn't believe what came out of my mouth: I only managed to say "Okay!"

Da Yu was clearly very satisfied and happy with what I said, and I was filled with regret. But I didn't dare to go back on my word because I was genuinely afraid of Da Yu. If he thought I was playing him, I would be in big trouble. So I added, "I'm not feeling well either, let's skip class and go to my house together." I thought that if I was home, Da Yu wouldn't go too far, and with me watching him, he wouldn't cause any problems. But I never imagined that just yesterday, right in our house, Da Yu would grope my mother's bra in front of me!

As soon as we arrived at my house, Dayu rushed to the bathroom. I sneered inwardly; Mom had washed all the clothes yesterday, dried them this morning, and put them away. Let's see what he can play with now. Sure enough, Dayu came out of the bathroom with a deep look of disappointment on his face. Seeing me staring at him without moving, he angrily shouted, "Fuck your mother! Don't you know to bring me something to eat when I come to your house?!" I felt wronged, thinking, "Didn't you say you came to sleep? Why do you want to eat now?" But I didn't slow down and quickly ran to the kitchen to wash fruit. While in the kitchen, I suddenly heard Dayu shout, "Ha!" I ran into the living room and found Dayu was gone. Then I found him in Mom's bedroom. It turned out he had rummaged through the drawers and found Mom's wardrobe, where she had put her underwear! Seeing the bra and panties in his hands, I quickly grabbed them. The ones he played with yesterday were Mom's old ones that she had washed, so it didn't matter after they were washed. These were ones Mom hadn't worn yet. If he played with them thoroughly, Mom would just wear them! My main concern was that he might ejaculate directly on her, which would inevitably lead to my mother finding out.

But I was no match for him. I struggled with all my might to grab it, but Da Yu simply brushed me aside, knocking me to the ground. Da Yu then walked towards my mother's bed and asked, "Is this where your mother usually sleeps?" I was once again completely blank-minded and didn't answer his question. This time, however, Da Yu didn't expect an answer. He quickly stripped off his clothes and lay down on my mother's bed, smelling and licking her underwear and bra, while simultaneously masturbating with her bra, occasionally smearing the fluid from his penis onto my mother's pillow.

I was completely stunned, just staring blankly as he played with my mother's belongings until he was about to ejaculate. Only then did I realize the terrible consequences of letting him ejaculate on my mother's bra, and I began to beg him repeatedly:

"Brother Dayu, please, don't ejaculate on my mom's underwear, otherwise I really won't be able to explain it. Please, I'll pay for all your internet fees for this month, please..." Perhaps my constant pleas worked, Dayu finally ejaculated into the toilet paper, but he still used my mom's pillowcase to wipe his penis. I thought the colorful patterns on the pillowcase could cover up the dried semen, so I didn't dare to insist too much, and kept thanking Dayu. After Dayu finished, he looked satisfied, put on his clothes and went back to the living room to eat the fruit I had just washed. I followed him back to the living room and sat on the sofa in a daze. Seeing my absent-minded look, Dayu comforted me a couple of times in a good mood: "Dongzi, you like mature women too, right? Stop pretending." "You always watch older women in adult films, do you think I don't know you? So, your mom is just as attractive to me. Besides, I was just playing around with your mom's stuff, I didn't actually have sex with her. I don't even know what your mom looks like. We're such good friends, you won't mind, will you?" I didn't answer. Da Yu continued, "Don't say I'm not giving you face, it seems like I wasn't the only one who enjoyed it just now, right?" My face turned red instantly. Actually, Da Yu didn't hit me hard when he hit me. I didn't not stand up because I was injured, but because my penis got hard with Da Yu's movement. I was afraid that if I stood up, Da Yu would find out, so I simply sat on the ground. I didn't expect Da Yu to find out anyway. I hurriedly explained that I didn't. Da Yu didn't seem to mind and said to me, "Actually, it's nothing. There are plenty of people with your mentality. If you don't believe me, go online and look. You're called a cuckold, which means you want your mom to be fucked and played with. I'm just fulfilling your wish, aren't I? We satisfy each other, hehe, no, it's you and your mom satisfying me, and I satisfying you, hahaha!" Having browsed porn sites for years, how could I not know about the cuckold complex? Every time I saw novels or movies with this kind of content, it would bring me to the highest point of excitement. But I only thought I liked mature women and hadn't involved my mother in the plot. I never expected that because of Da Yu, my cuckold complex would completely erupt. This time, I acquiesced to Da Yu's point of view and even started to conspire with Da Yu to plot against Ling. The way he humiliated my mother led me to lower my standards time and time again. It was commonplace for Dayu to come to my house and play with my mother's personal items. I couldn't resist his persistent pleading and showed him photos of my mother so he could see what she looked like. Later, at his urging, I secretly filmed my mother changing clothes and taking showers on my phone. I even asked Dayu to give me a small bottle of semen he had accumulated from masturbating every now and then. I would take it home and put it into my mother's porridge and milk. After a while, the semen would no longer have the white flocculent stuff and would have turned into a translucent viscous liquid, but it would have an unusually fishy and foul smell. I would only put a little bit each time, and one small bottle of Dayu's semen was enough for me to "feed" my mother for a week! Sometimes I would smear Da Yu's semen on my mother's freshly washed underwear before she wore it, and then show Da Yu a picture of her wearing the underwear soaked in his semen. We thought of new ways to play with and molest my mother every day, while she remained completely unaware. Gradually, I tried almost every perverse method on my mother, and the pleasure diminished, but my cuckoldry fantasies grew uncontrollably. Da Yu also became increasingly lusting after my mother's plump and mature body. I knew that if this continued, sooner or later my mother would be forcibly penetrated by Da Yu's penis under my scheme. I was terrified, but I couldn't resist. Sure enough, not long after, my mother, because of her own son's scheming, fell into an endless hell of humiliation...

(II) Mother's Suffering
The day finally came. Without Da Yu's request, I proactively suggested that he come to my house for a meal. Da Yu knew that I wanted him to come and meet my mother, so he found it unbelievable. For the past few weeks, I had been trying every possible reason to prevent him from seeing my mother, and now I was proactively suggesting that he meet her. He stared at me intently, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. I blushed and lowered my head, unable to look at him. Sure enough, Da Yu had once again guessed my intentions, and that lewd smile returned to his... On his face, he said, "No, I won't be able to handle seeing your mother. If my pants rip, you'll be responsible." As he spoke, he rubbed his crotch with his hand. Through his narrowed eyes, I saw his desire for my mother's snow-white flesh. Actually, I'd had this thought for a while, but before this, I had always hidden it, deceiving myself into thinking that I was passively exposing my mother to Da Yu's penis. But after I invited him to my house for dinner, I knew how strong my desire to sell my plump, mature mother was! I felt extremely ashamed, feeling that I had completely betrayed my mother who had raised me for more than ten years. But this lewd thought, like a floodgate opened, surged into my mind with the words I uttered. A kind of despair for myself gradually turned into self-abandonment, and then I felt that my whole body was filled with nothing but chaotic pleasure.

"Brother Dayu, please do me a favor and go. My mom's cooking is amazing." My voice even sounded pleading. Dayu looked at my face again, placed his hand on my head, and said condescendingly, "Alright, but..." Hearing Dayu's deliberately teasing "but," my heart tightened. After all, we still had "dinner" as a pretext. If Dayu really made some explicit demands, I wouldn't know how to answer him. "But if your mom's cooking isn't good, I'll eat your mom, hehe." Luckily, it was a joke, and my heart relaxed again. "Okay, this Friday then. I'll definitely ask my mom to cook a couple more dishes to treat Brother Dayu well." Once everything was settled, I felt incredibly calm.

As the weekend approached, my hard-won peace of mind was stirred up again.

Thursday evening, my mother and I were having dinner in the kitchen. "Mom, my deskmate is coming over for dinner tomorrow. Could you cook something nice?" I asked my mom nervously. "Your deskmate? You mean Da Yu? Why did he decide to come over for dinner?" Mom asked, frowning. Actually, Mom wasn't against me making friends. After all, she didn't know the real situation of Da Yu. In fact, because I often mentioned to her at home how Da Yu stood up for me at school, Mom had a pretty good impression of him. But since our family's financial situation was tight, inviting a friend over for dinner would put even more strain on Mom's budget. "Oh, his parents went out of town, so there's no one home. I invited him over. Just cook something simple, no need to make too much." Sure enough, after my persuasion, Mom agreed to my request.

Having appeased both Dayu and Mom, a meeting between the two was inevitable, and I, the instigator, suddenly had second thoughts. The next day at school, I kept trying to find an opportunity to tell Dayu I wanted to cancel tonight's plan, but the words always got stuck in my throat. I told myself I was afraid of Dayu's fists, but deep down, I felt reluctant to waste this opportunity I'd worked so hard to get. I

remained anxious until school ended, and I had brought Dayu home. My hand felt like it weighed a ton as I rang the doorbell; I hesitated to lift it. Dayu, clearly impatient, pushed me aside and started knocking.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

"Who is it?"

"Auntie, hello, I'm Xing Dayu, Liu Dong's deskmate."

"Ah, Dayu's here! Please come in. Xiao Dong, you forgot your keys again? And you had your classmate knock on the door. Honestly, you two come in and sit down for a while. I'm cooking, it'll be ready soon."

My mother rambled on and on, but I knew Dayu hadn't heard a word she said, because his gaze was already fixed on my mother. Perhaps to save face for me, Mom's outfit today was clearly carefully chosen. Her long, straight, smooth hair was tied into a ponytail and casually curled behind her head, giving her a youthful and playful look. Her sexy, full lips were painted with lipstick, looking luscious and tempting, making one want to bite and hold them in their mouth. She wore a pale yellow top, which, although not open-necked to reveal her cleavage, was tight-fitting and clung to her full figure. Fortunately, the color wasn't flesh-colored, otherwise it would have looked like she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. Below, she wore a light green loungewear dress that covered her knees but couldn't hide her rounded calves. Since they were at home, she wore slippers, each of her small, delicate feet adorned with five slender, white toes that made one want to pick them up and play with them. The ordinary loungewear on Mom exuded a mature woman's charm, and not only Da Yu, but even I was stunned. Luckily, Mom was in a hurry to go back to the kitchen to cook and didn't notice anything unusual about us. Taking advantage of this moment, Dayu stomped his hips a few times in front of Mom's back, as if he were hugging and fucking her plump buttocks from a distance. He even turned around and gave me the middle finger. I quickly grabbed my schoolbag and went back to my room.

I thought Dayu would follow me in, but to my surprise, I could hear Dayu and Mom laughing and talking through the door. Unfortunately, the sound of cooking in the kitchen was too loud. I couldn't hear what they were saying. Dayu actually ran to the kitchen to find Mom! I rushed over, not wanting to watch Dayu, but afraid of missing something.

Seeing me enter the kitchen, Mom said to me, "Look how polite Dayu is, he even came over to help me cook and prepare vegetables. Look at you, you never know how to help your mother." I was used to Mom's nagging and didn't think much of it. But Dayu's actions behind Mom really caught my eye: Dayu was wearing the baggy shorts he wears for playing basketball, and now he was actually rolling up one leg, pulling out his thick, black penis from the side! Because Dayu was standing behind Mom, she didn't notice his little actions, thinking he was just preparing vegetables. But I saw it all! Dayu slowly brought the head of his penis closer to Mom's round buttocks, finally lightly touching her skirt. The fluid secreted from his glans left a large, conspicuous spot on the light green skirt!

Thankfully, Da Yu didn't continue. Mom was almost finished cooking, and Da Yu put away his large penis, which was now tucked into his pants, creating a small tent. Seeing this, I quickly said to Da Yu, "Da Yu, come inside and rest for a bit. I'll finish the rest, or Mom will scold me all night." I also winked at Da Yu, implying that I had prepared Mom's underwear in my room for him to masturbate. Da Yu put down the vegetables and went inside. I stayed in the kitchen to help cook. Soon, Mom finished the last dish and asked me to call Da Yu for dinner. When I entered, I saw Da Yu sitting in a chair, but the used underwear I had prepared for him remained untouched. Curious, I asked him why it wasn't used. "You were clearly rock hard!" I said. Dayu gave me a mysterious smile and said, "Your mom is such a beauty, how can I waste my precious offspring on this?" Afraid Dayu would do something reckless, I quickly asked him what he was planning, but Dayu kept quiet, only saying, "It's okay, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Watching him hum a little tune as he walked into the kitchen, I suddenly had a premonition that Mom wouldn't escape Dayu's grasp.

During dinner, Mom gave Dayu another unexpected surprise: because she had taken off her apron, through her thin, light yellow blouse, you could see her black bra! The black beneath the pale yellow was so striking; even the pattern on the bra was clearly visible to Dayu. The bra was a thin, form-fitting style. Actually, it might not have always been so form-fitting, but recently, with age, Mom had gained some weight, and the bra had become somewhat small for her large breasts. Because of the close-fitting clothing, Mom's two large nipples stubbornly stood out even through two layers of fabric, as if beckoning to Dayu, hoping he would suckle and knead them. But Mom didn't seem to care about these arousing sights. Perhaps in her eyes, Dayu and I were still just children. Mom sat gracefully beside me, and Dayu sat opposite us. The three of us chatted and laughed as we ate this dinner that I will never forget. During the meal, Dayu tried his best to make his mother laugh, constantly praising her cooking skills and how delicious the food was. He gradually steered the conversation towards her, complimenting her figure, skin, and youthful appearance. His mother hadn't received such enthusiastic praise in a long time, and she was clearly very happy yet embarrassed, constantly piling food onto Dayu's and my plates. While his mother was blushing shyly, Dayu took the opportunity to stare intently at her large breasts. His lecherous gaze finally caught her attention, but Dayu had made such a good impression on her since entering the house that she didn't say much, only her face grew increasingly red. She buried her head in her rice like an ostrich, as if only by not looking at Dayu could he stop ogling her breasts. The food was eaten quickly, and at the end, Dayu even exaggeratedly picked up the plate and licked it, making his mother giggle. Only I could see that while Dayu was licking the plate, his eyes were still lewdly fixed on his mother's body! After dinner, Dayu said he couldn't just eat for free, so he brought a gift. He pulled a small box from his bag. "This is coffee my dad brought back from abroad, especially for you, Auntie... Oh, and for Xiaodong too, to try." Dayu said, then casually went to the kitchen to make coffee. Seeing the three cups of coffee Dayu brought out, I knew tonight's main event was finally here! There must be something wrong with the coffee! Mom chatted with Dayu the whole time, and I occasionally chimed in. Dayu and I had almost finished our coffee, but Mom hadn't touched hers. "Auntie, don't you like coffee? Or is it not good enough?" Dayu asked Mom, pretending not to understand, but his eyes glanced at me, a warning look in them. He thought I had secretly told Mom not to drink it. I shrank back and shook my head slightly to indicate that I hadn't told her anything. "Oh, it's not that I don't like it, it's just that Auntie has been suffering from neurasthenia lately and has had severe insomnia. If I drink coffee at night, I can't sleep well at all," Mom explained gently to Dayu.

"No, this coffee doesn't have a stimulating effect. On the contrary, it can calm the nerves and help you sleep. You should try it, Auntie!" Da Yu hurriedly explained to his mother. Coffee that calms the nerves? I chuckled inwardly at Da Yu's lame lie. Sure enough, his mother just smiled slightly, took a small sip of the coffee, and then put down the cup. I hesitated for a moment and then advised, "Mom, please drink more. Da Yu brought it from home, and it really does taste quite good." His mother smiled and agreed, then downed the whole cup of coffee, even sticking out her little pink tongue and curling it on her lips. Da Yu's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. Da Yu secretly gave me a thumbs up, then continued chatting with his mother. As expected, his mother soon said she was starting to feel sleepy and needed to go back to her room for a nap. I looked at the lustful glint in Da Yu's eyes and said goodnight to his mother. After that, Da Yu and I practically counted down the agonizing fifteen minutes. Then, at Da Yu's urging, I went first to check if Mom was sound asleep. I looked at Mom lying on the bed, watching her two large breasts rise and fall with her breath. Even I, someone who only cuckolds mothers but isn't actually attached to one, felt an urge to rush over and play with them. But when my gaze swept across Mom's face, seeing her long eyelashes and slightly upturned lips, as if she were experiencing something sweet in her dream, I really wanted to shake her awake and then kick Da Yu out. But things had come to this point, and I really couldn't, and didn't want to, turn back... I pushed Mom a few times, gradually increasing the force, thinking that if I woke her up like this, everything for today would come to an end! But I found that Mom was really fast asleep. I even half-lifted her up but still couldn't wake her. Mom frowned slightly at my disturbance, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I didn't dare to move her anymore. It seems that, in the end, I still didn't want to wake Mom! Having clarified my true feelings, I opened the door and invited Dayu in.

As soon as Da Yu entered the room, he kept chuckling lewdly. His hands began to roughly knead my mother's breasts. I was terrified, afraid that such vigorous movements would wake my mother. I didn't know how I would face her then. But Da Yu said to me nonchalantly, "It's okay. This medicine works. As long as she falls asleep, she won't wake up even if you prick her with a needle for two hours." I was skeptical, but I could only hope that Da Yu was telling the truth. That way, my mother could be played with by him while she was asleep. He would enjoy it, I would enjoy it, and my mother would be unaware. It was a win-win situation. Da Yu was definitely a veteran at playing with women. He sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his mother and held her in his arms, rhythmically kneading her breasts with both hands, rubbing them in circles from the outer edge inwards. His mother's breasts changed into various shapes in his hands, sometimes swinging apart to form a figure eight, sometimes thrusting towards the center with the nipples colliding. Da Yu's hands gradually shifted from kneading to focusing on his mother's nipples, but because they were covered by clothes, the nipples slipped away from his hands after a few attempts. So Da Yu ordered me to hold my mother, and then he began to take off her clothes. He said he was taking off her clothes, but he didn't actually remove her undershirt. He only took off her bra through her outer garment, explaining as he did so, "Our mom has the charm of a virtuous mature woman. I can't bear to strip her naked for fun. She looks sexy dressed like this, hehe." Then Da Yu snatched my mom from my arms and held her close again, reaching inside her clothes to caress her body. He wasn't in a hurry, caressing her from bottom to top, even lingering on her plump belly for a long time before reluctantly attacking her clitoris. Under her light-colored sweater, you could vaguely see her pair of dark nipples, and a pair of large hands roaming inside. Da Yu, getting excited, lowered his head and kissed my mom's lips. Her already red and tender lips became even more vibrant after being sucked by Da Yu. Perhaps my mom sensed something strange on her lips in her dream, and she opened her small mouth and stuck out her tongue, weakly trying to push the foreign object off. Unfortunately, this only benefited Da Yu, the lecherous devil! Da Yu sucked hard on his mother's little tongue, his entire mouth covering her lips. His yellow teeth, a result of years of smoking, scraped against her tongue and lips. He even licked her with his own tongue, greedily sucking away her saliva and then spitting his foul saliva back at her. Unfortunately, his mother, asleep, didn't know how to swallow, so when Da Yu's mouth left her lips, a glistening strand of saliva stretched between them! His mother's mouth was finally free, and she unconsciously licked her lips, savoring the saliva Da Yu had left on her lips with her tongue, even making two smacking sounds! Da Yu laughed heartily, then turned to tease me, "Your mom's addicted to kissing me, huh? Haha, Mom, don't rush, I'll take care of your upper mouth later. Let me kiss your lower mouth first, hehe." Hearing Da Yu call my mom "our mom" again, I frowned and muttered, "It's my mom, not your mom." Da Yu laughed and retorted, "Right, it's your mom! Fuck your mom!" I felt a little angry, but mostly excited! Yes, my mom was being played with by Da Yu right now! Da Yu laid my mom's upper body down on the bed, straddled her body, and sat between her legs. To save time, he started undressing himself while ordering me to undress my mom. I was reluctant, because it felt more like I was stripping my mom bare and offering her to Da Yu. Unfortunately, desire ultimately overcame reason, and my hands and feet began to undress my mom without my control. The whole process was incredibly exciting. Unlike Da Yu, I wasn't as rough. Partly because I was afraid Mom would wake up, and partly because Mom was like a work of art to me today—how could I not appreciate her slowly? So my movements were very gentle and slow. I pulled down Mom's long skirt, exposing her snow-white, fleshy thighs to Da Yu and me. We both held our breath almost simultaneously. Da Yu obsessively picked up one of Mom's fleshy legs and started kissing it, while I was kicked off the bed. I complained that I hadn't taken off my underwear yet, and Da Yu said to me arrogantly, "Damn it, why are you dawdling over taking off my skirt? I'll do the last layer myself!" So Da Yu picked up Mom's plump buttocks and quickly pulled down her white cotton panties to her feet. He took off Mom's underwear, threw it at me, and said, "Nothing I usually play with is as fun as this one. It's fresh and still warm. Here, I have to share with my brother. You can use this to masturbate, don't be shy, hahaha!" That was my mom! Da Yu was playing with my mother, but then, as if it were a gift, he threw me a pair of underwear and made me masturbate! I really felt like I was about to lose my mother! But it was precisely this humiliation that brought me endless pleasure. I obediently picked up my mother's underwear and hung it on my already erect penis, but I didn't rub it back and forth, because I felt that I was already on the verge of ejaculation, and any external stimulation would make me ejaculate uncontrollably! Looking down at the white underwear on my penis, for some reason, I thought of a flag, a white flag? Doesn't that represent surrender? Am I using my penis to hold my mother's underwear and declare my surrender to Da Yu? Now my mother was only wearing a light yellow shirt. Da Yu couldn't wait to grab my mother's small feet and play with them for a long time, even putting my mother's ten little toes in his mouth to bite and lick them. I opened my eyes wide, not wanting to miss a scene. Like Da Yu, I also have a foot fetish, and I wished I could also bite them, even though they were already covered in Da Yu's saliva. Then Da Yu slowly licked upwards, licking his calves, his knees, and his thighs. Finally, his mother's delicate vulva was exposed to our view! His mother's vulva was fleshy, but her labia were not large. The edges were somewhat dark, but the entire vulva was a purplish-rose color. In addition, his mother had been played with for a long time, and her entire thighs were covered with her own fluids, making them appear even more translucent. Da Yu stroked his mother's labia majora, gently spreading them apart. The two soft labia obediently clung to her thighs with mucus, revealing their internal structure. Then, Da Yu raised his hand, waving the glistening liquid at me, teasingly saying, "Dongzi, your mom peed, look, she peed all over my hand, hehe." My penis was practically bursting, my eyes bloodshot. In the past half hour, Da Yu's groping of my mother had completely ignited my cuckoldry. Before Da Yu's penis even entered my mother's vagina, I was already on the verge of ejaculation. I tried hard to hold back, knowing this was just the beginning. Watching Da Yu wantonly fondle the breasts that had nurtured me as a child, watching him kiss and bite the lips of my mother who had once taught me so respectfully, watching his fingers drain fluid from the warm nest where I was born—I was going insane. After inserting his fingers in and out for a while, Da Yu, perhaps feeling that his mother usually kept good hygiene and that there was no dirt or odor in her genitals, buried his head and began kissing her vulva, sucking with a "smacking" sound. It seemed he wanted to suck dry the endless fluid in his mother's nest. Da Yu licked his mother's labia from side to side, and occasionally took his mother's clitoris, which was much larger than that of a normal woman, into his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. Each time, his sleeping mother trembled, and her crotch became even more muddy. Da Yu licked enough (I suspect he was full), changed his position, knelt between his mother's legs, lifted her two white and tender thighs, and pressed the head of his penis against her labia. His mother was aroused in her sleep, and her labia majora parted on their own, stuck to the sides of her thighs with the sticky fluid, opening the gate. Her labia minora opened and closed with her breathing as if expecting the insertion of his penis, and her clitoris was fully erect and stood proudly in the air! After much foreplay, Da Yu finally let out a low growl as his thick, hard cock plunged all the way into my mother's cunt! I ejaculated at that moment! And from beginning to end, I hadn't even masturbated once; it was all because the stimulation was so intense that I couldn't control myself and ejaculated! I had already climaxed, while Da Yu was just beginning. I heard him mutter, "Damn, this cunt's fucking hot, but, hehe, it feels good." After fully enjoying the warmth of my mother's vagina, Da Yu began thrusting, starting slowly and gradually increasing in intensity; the whole process lasted for several tens of minutes! Only Da Yu had such amazing stamina. He arranged my mother in various positions for him to violate, sometimes thrusting into her while carrying her legs, sometimes lifting her and rocking her, sometimes exposing their genitals to me like a child being urinated, and even turning her over for doggy style. It was clear Da Yu loved this position; he not only fucked her harder but also rhythmically slapped her plump, white buttocks. Every time he moved my mother, I broke out in a cold sweat because I had already ejaculated, leaving me in a state of emptiness, my head no longer hot. Then I thought about the consequences of my mother waking up, and I was terrified. But Da Yu was in the throes of passion; how could he listen to my pleas and stop? I could only stop insisting and watch from the sidelines. I saw the whole process unfold; my penis hardened and ejaculated countless times, leaving behind piles of toilet paper… Da Yu finally ejaculated, shooting deep inside my mother's vagina.He left his penis inside for a while, satisfied, before pulling it out. The penis made a "pop" sound as it withdrew from Mom's vagina, showing how much her little cunt missed that thick, meaty rod. Like a woman reluctant to let her man go, it wanted to cling to Da Yu. Even after Da Yu pulled out, Mom's cunt continued to open and close, wriggling as if waving to the rod, saying, "Welcome back next time, remember me!" Mom's cunt was covered in white semen from the friction, and Da Yu's penis also had some of the fluid from their intercourse on it. At the time, I didn't understand things like a woman's safe period, nor did I think about what would happen if Mom got pregnant (actually, Mom already had an IUD). I was just worried about how to clean up the semen inside Mom's vagina! I couldn't help but complain to Da Yu, "You ejaculated inside my mom's vagina, how am I going to get it out? If I don't clean it up properly, my mom will find out! Then I'm doomed!" Da Yu had just slept with my mom and was in a great mood, not caring about my tone. He lit a "post-coital cigarette" and said with a smile, "It's okay, I have a plan. Go get my backpack." I brought Da Yu's backpack with some skepticism. Da Yu pulled out a camera from it, and I angrily said to him, "Your plan is to take nude photos to blackmail my mom? You've been reading too many pornographic novels. My mom won't be threatened like that, she'll definitely call the police! We're both finished! You know that! We're both finished!" My tone was filled with despair, but Da Yu remained calm and composed: "I will definitely take nude photos of your mom, but only for my own enjoyment, not to blackmail her." Hearing him say that, I was puzzled. Did Da Yu really have a better plan? So I watched him and waited for him to continue. "What does your mother care about most?" Da Yu asked me.

"Of course it's me!" I blurted out without thinking. Indeed, my mother would do anything for me, no matter how hard or tiring the task.

"So, if I had something on you, would your mother obediently listen to you?" "What could I possibly have on you? Besides, my mother isn't stupid; she won't believe your lies!"

"If we don't have anything on us, we'll create something. Hehe, let me give you a heads-up: if you do something shameful, the kind of thing that would lead to suicide out of shame if others found out, and someone has evidence of it, would your mother willingly let me get her way this time just to get the evidence back?" Something shameful? What kind of thing could that be? I was still confused. Da Yu, seeing I still didn't understand, stopped teasing me: "Come here and lick my dick, let me take a couple of pictures. I'll show them to your mom. If she won't let me have sex with her, I'll release the pictures. How will you face anyone then? Your mom can risk me spreading her nude photos to expose me, but would she risk your precious son's reputation to fight me? Haha, I actually thought of this idea a long time ago. I don't even need any drugs. I just want to take advantage of your mom, such a good, respectable woman!"

I was furious. If I really did what Da Yu said, my mother and I would be played with for the rest of our lives! How could I possibly make that decision? Besides, I'm a man, how could I lick another man's dick!

I furiously pounded my fists on Dayu, but he blocked my attacks with just one hand, sneering, "Do you have a better plan? The drug's effects will wear off soon, and your mother will wake up soon too. Once she wakes up, if she dares to call the police, I'll say you're the mastermind. Then we'll see how you face your mother! Of course, if you obediently take the photos, I'll tell your mother that I forced you to do all this. Then you'll still be your mother's good boy. The choice is yours, but time is running out."

I was at a loss again. For a moment, I even thought of dying, but how could I, in my weakness, have the courage to die? Indeed, just as Dayu said, the whole thing was my own fault. If I made a big fuss, only my mother and I would get hurt in the end. What third option did I have? I hesitated for a long time before finally walking up to Da Yu, kneeling down, and closing my eyes to try and wipe away the tears. But the tears just wouldn't stop flowing. I opened my mouth to take that disgusting thing into my mouth, but because my eyes were closed, I couldn't find the right spot. Coupled with Da Yu's deliberate teasing and humiliation, his glans was pressed against my nostril. The penis, which had just been used for intercourse, smelled of a mixture of my mother's vaginal fluid and Da Yu's semen—a fishy, foul stench. I almost vomited from the smell, but I had no choice but to find the right spot and put that disgusting penis into my mouth. Hearing Da Yu's triumphant laughter and the sound of the camera shutter, I felt that time was passing incredibly slowly. During this time, I thought about many things. I thought about biting off the root of this evil, and I thought about kneeling down and begging Da Yu to let me and my mother go. But in the end, all my thoughts boiled down to two words—compromise. I knew that from now on, my mother and I would fall into Da Yu's clutches and be at his mercy. But since the weak cannot control their own destiny, isn't handing over our destiny to the strong a kind of liberation? Thinking about this, the penis in my mouth didn't seem so fishy and smelly anymore. I even moved my head back and forth to give Dayu a few blowjobs. I swallowed the residue on Dayu's glans. Although I still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, I gradually suppressed that feeling. I don't know what motivated me to keep going, but I know that from today onwards, I and my mother will no longer be able to control our own future. What awaits us, mother and son?

(III) Tragedy
After Da Yu took the photos of me licking his penis, he commented that my oral skills were bad and I needed to practice. Next, as Da Yu had arranged, we started setting up the scene before Mom regained consciousness: First, we took nude photos of Mom. Da Yu put his penis in Mom's mouth and vagina. He originally wanted to put it in her anus, but he only used his fingers for a quick pleasure and stopped. I asked him why he didn't deflower Mom's anus, and Da Yu said, "Don't worry, your mom will be begging me to fuck her little asshole later, hehe." After taking these photos, Da Yu also posed Mom in various lewd positions. He took more lewd photos, especially close-ups of her genitals where he had ejaculated inside her. Next, Da Yu took all of my mother's clothes, including those in the closet, the sheets, pillowcases, and even the blankets, and gave them to me to hide. In his words, "I forced your mother to be honest with me," and she didn't even feel ashamed, agreeing to everything I said? Haha! Finally, Da Yu tied me up. Because the act had to be convincing, only in this way could my mother believe I was forced. A subdued me would also distract her; if she was focused on saving me, she wouldn't act recklessly. My hands and feet were bound, and a towel was stuffed in my mouth. I squatted in the corner, watching Da Yu casually sit on the edge of the bed, caressing and kneading my mother's skin, waiting for her to wake up. My heart was filled with complex feelings. For a moment, I wanted to break free of the ropes. Actually, the ropes binding me weren't tied tightly, but what could I do even if I broke free? So be it. I lowered my head in despair…

After what seemed like an eternity, Mom let out two soft moans. I quickly looked up and, sure enough, her eyes were slightly open; she was awake. I immediately began to struggle, putting on a defiant front. Da Yu laughed loudly, slapping Mom's large, white buttocks hard, and asked with a smile, "Auntie, you're awake! Did you sleep well?" Mom's eyes were still blurry, clearly not quite understanding what was happening. The side effects of the medication seemed to be giving her a headache, and her brows furrowed involuntarily. But I preferred to believe that Da Yu's earlier play had pushed her long-unsatisfied body beyond its limits. Mom rubbed her head, seemingly becoming more awake. When she saw what was in front of her, she was visibly stunned, and then, due to a woman's instinct, she screamed—"Ah! What are you doing! Get away!" Mom yelled, trying to push away Da Yu's hands that were still roaming over her body. Unfortunately, Mom was already weak, and having just woken up, she was exhausted. How could she possibly push away Da Yu's clutches? Mom looked around frantically, feeling utterly insecure in her naked state. Any resistance she offered was just a lump of white flesh writhing seductively in the eyes of Da Yu and me. So desperately, she longed to find something to cover her shameful body. Unfortunately, thanks to her son's cunning scheme with his classmate, her hopes were dashed. Unable to find anything to cover herself, Mom seemed to unleash all her energy, raining blows on Da Yu. But even I was no match for him, so what could Mom do? Her fists rained down on Da Yu's chest, but to him, it was like Mom playfully teasing him, making him laugh. He then grabbed her small fists with one hand and lifted her up. Even standing on the bed, Mom wasn't much taller than Da Yu standing beside her. And her delicate genitals, still ravaged by the storm, gave way beneath her. She collapsed to her knees, her legs giving way. Da Yu pulled her into his arms with one hand. Her soft body, weakened by the recent outburst... Finding herself utterly powerless, she sobbed and collapsed into Dayu's arms. Dayu seized the opportunity to lower his head and kiss his mother's lips again. This time, his mother's resistance intensified. With her hands tied and her legs too weak to move, she could only desperately twist her neck, trying to avoid Dayu's foul mouth. But how could Dayu let such a delicious treat slip away? His other hand, which had been kneading his mother's plump buttocks, grabbed her hair and pulled her up. His mother, in pain, stopped moving and let Dayu kiss her. "Ouch!" Dayu cried out, throwing his mother onto the bed and covering his mouth with both hands. It turned out that his mother had bitten Dayu hard when he was forced to kiss her, and Dayu released her in pain. The mother was thrown to the foot of the bed, as if the last bit of strength in her body had vanished. She simply curled up, hugging her knees, and sat in the corner, staring blankly at the bed frame an inch in front of her. Her large, red eyes, already swollen from crying, were fixed on that spot. The lipstick on her lips, which Da Yu had swallowed earlier, now seemed to be the blood from his mouth. Her small mouth opened and closed, just like her labia minora that had just been violated, unconsciously muttering something. Her legs, which she tried to keep closed, couldn't hide her exposed breasts, which peeked out from between her legs and arms. Her nipples, still erect, peeked out from the gaps on her thighs as she breathed heavily. From my angle, sitting on the ground, I could see that although her knees were together, her feet were slightly apart, revealing her delicate vulva. The white foam left from her intercourse with Da Yu had dried, and her once neat and lovely pubic hair was now stuck together in a mess. Her labia majora were closed like a clam shell, as if trying to give her a final bit of protection, but her engorged clitoris couldn't resist peeking out from the gap above, exposed to the air. Dayu, bitten on the lip by his mother, winced in pain, which enraged him. He climbed onto the bed, cursing, and lunged at his mother, yelling, "You bitch, you dare bite me! I'll fuck you!" His mother, however, remained dazed, staring blankly at Dayu, ignoring the demon attacking her. Dayu grabbed his mother's hair, dragged her back to the bed, and began slapping her repeatedly. "Slap!" "Slap!" Two sharp sounds rang out, leaving two clear red handprints on his mother's once fair face. Not satisfied, Dayu slapped her four more times until her cheeks were swollen and red before letting go. I, who had been engrossed in watching the spectacle and had long forgotten to struggle, now felt a pang of heartache, as if my heart was being torn apart, seeing my mother being beaten. After all, she was my mother who gave me life and raised me! I started struggling again, but the more I struggled, the more chaotic things became, and the slipknot on my wrists became a tight knot... My writhing seemed to affect the two people in the room. My mother seemed to remember my presence, and her gaze, which had been blank, gradually regained focus. She hurriedly turned her head to look at me. Seeing that I was bound hand and foot and unable to move, my mother's body, which had been exhausted many times, burst forth with energy once again. She frantically crawled from the bed toward me. Perhaps because her voice was hoarse from crying, she drooled and could only make low "Oh! Oh!" sounds. Da Yu blocked his mother's path, looked at me, and then sneered, muttering to himself, "I almost forgot the important matter." Then he said to his mother, "Auntie, have you had enough? If you dare to move again, I'll mess with your son first, hehe. Be good, sit quietly on the edge of the bed!" Hearing Da Yu's words, his mother looked at him with hatred, then looked at me with heartache. In the end, she stopped struggling, climbed to the edge of the bed, curled up there, and waited for Da Yu to continue. Seeing that his mother had finally given in, Da Yu gradually smiled again. He first brazenly looked her up and down until she clenched her body in shame and anger, then teased her, "Auntie, squeeze harder, I hope you burst those two big breasts, haha!"

His mother was extremely ashamed and angry, screaming her anger, "You shameless bastard, how could you do this? Are you even human? We won't let you get away with this! Kill me, or I will definitely call the police! I will definitely call the police!" When a woman goes crazy, she can be willing to risk her life. Unfortunately, with my help, Da Yu had already grasped his mother's weakness. "Don't make a sound, you bitch. If you keep making a sound, I might not kill you, but it's hard to say about your son!" As he spoke, Da Yu walked to my side and kicked me hard. This damned bastard, even though it was all an act, every kick felt real. I was in pain, and because my mouth was stuffed with a towel, I couldn't scream, so I could only struggle.

"Don't hit my son! Don't hit my son! Stop kicking him! Please! Stop kicking him!" Amidst the mother's forceful cries, Dayu kicked me a few more times before stopping.

"Well, see how good this is? If you behave and listen to me, I won't touch your son, understand?" Dayu walked back to his mother's side smugly and sat down, pinching her chin with one hand and teasingly saying, "Auntie, why are you so angry? Crying until you have wrinkles isn't pretty, is it? It was just playing a little adult game with you, no need to go to such lengths, right? I heard from Dongzi that his father only comes a few times a month, can your hot body withstand the torment? I'm here to help you relax, haha!" Dayu spoke lewdly like a smug little devil, ignoring his mother's reaction, and picked up the camera to pull up the photos, "Auntie, you probably don't know what just happened..." "What kinds of games did we play? Don't worry, I'll tell you by looking at the pictures." He forced his mother to look at the camera in his hand. She tried to turn her head away, but Da Yu glanced at me defiantly. Knowing that Da Yu would yell at and hit me if she didn't look, she reluctantly looked. But seeing her own lewd appearance in the photos, she could no longer contain her anger. "You think I'm afraid of you just because you took these obscene pictures?! Let me and my son go! Your despicable methods can't threaten me at all. How can there be scum like you in a society governed by law?! Bah!" She spat angrily at Da Yu.

"I'm not thirsty. I drank enough water from Auntie earlier. You don't need to spit it out on me. Hehe, I'm not threatening you, I'm just showing you the games we played. I'm going to show you something even better than this!" Da Yu fiddled with the camera, pulling up other photos to show his mother.

This time, the mother was truly shocked. The photos in front of her finally shattered her defenses. Her gaze lingered on the obscene pictures, as if trying to find flaws to prove that it wasn't real. Unfortunately, this was destined to be in vain, because these pictures were actually taken not long ago.

"How about it? Auntie, do you like seeing this? Take a good look, see how this is different from the one you just saw, see if your son looks like you, haha!" Da Yu continued to tease his mother, trying to break her spirit.

His mother was also confused, seemingly at a loss, her pleading gaze fixed on her son sitting on the floor. I couldn't bear to look into her eyes; they were eyes I had never seen before, revealing doubt, confusion, and above all, helplessness. I knew his mother had fallen deeper and deeper into Da Yu's trap, and I, the son who knew from the beginning, not only couldn't save her, but had even become an accomplice. At that moment, I regretted it, but it was too late to turn back… Seeing his mother's state, Da Yu knew she was completely broken. He stopped trying to provoke her and patiently reasoned with her: "Auntie, I'm a person of my word. You may not care about your own reputation, but can you not care about your son? If these photos of your son are circulated, I believe your family will…" "It won't be long before I'm the one burying my child, hehe. So as long as you don't call the police, I won't circulate these photos." Mom didn't seem to have fully recovered from the shock, just listening blankly to Da Yu's words. I knew that at this moment, Mom's mind must be blank. Da Yu's words were like a demonic chant filling her brain. In this tangled mess, she couldn't think of any other way, so she could only follow the path Da Yu had laid out. "You see, everyone is tired today, so I'll go first. You should get some rest and think carefully about what I said. I'll come to visit you again if I have the chance. Today, you fell asleep and I was the only one who had fun. Next time, I'll let you have your turn, haha! For your sake, you can rest assured that I won't bully Dongzi at school. After all, I was his father today, hehe." Da Yu lewdly packed his things and left my house.

"Bang!" With the sound of the door closing, my mother, naked and like a walking corpse, walked to my side, untied the ropes binding me, and then hugged me and burst into tears. I knew that everything that had happened today had hurt this woman too much. Even the strongest woman needs a shoulder to lean on at this moment, and for the sake of what was to come, I had to play the role of a "filial son." I helped my mother back to bed, got her clothes, and dressed her. I pretended to rush to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and shouted, "I'll fight that bastard!" and ran outside. My mother looked at me hurriedly, and despite her weakness, she scrambled off the bed and hugged me. The tears she had just stopped flowing again. "Don't do anything stupid! Don't! Don't!" At this moment, my mother began to stammer and try to persuade me.

"How could I let that bastard live after all the suffering he made Mom suffer!" I yelled at my mother, but even the loudest voice couldn't hide my shame. My voice trembled because I lacked confidence. My mother just thought I was crying because I was angry and didn't suspect anything. Instead, she held my head between her breasts and kept comforting me, saying it was okay, that evil people would get their comeuppance sooner or later! But my mother didn't know that at that moment, her son in her arms was thinking, "These breasts in front of me have gotten even bigger from Da Yu's fondling..."

Mother and son sat on the floor, leaning on each other. My mother didn't speak, and I didn't know what to say either. After a while, my mother seemed to have regained some strength and stood up to tidy up the messy room, crying silently as she did so. I helped her. Then, as my mother was folding the blankets, she asked me, "That...that photo...what's going on?" I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I had already thought of the answer to this question beforehand.

"I didn't want to either. I just thought it would be fun and exciting, so I tried it out. I never imagined he would take pictures! I'm not gay! I don't want my classmates to know! I can't live like this! Mom, what should I do? What should I do?!" I even pretended to cry a couple of times. My panicked answer and the "desperate" tone in my words touched my mother's soft spot. She put down the blanket and hugged me tightly, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid. That beast won't do anything to you. Trust me, I'll definitely get the photos back for you. You absolutely mustn't do anything foolish. Look at all the kids these days, what are they doing all day long?" My mother's words of comfort were only halfway through when she herself burst into tears. It's not hard to imagine how a helpless mother could possibly get the photos back. Was it really going to be like this...? My mother couldn't imagine what the future held, but she knew her suffering had only just begun, and thus, tears streamed down her face in sorrow. I knew that at this point, Mom definitely wouldn't call the police. Women's resilience would lead them to succumb to evil step by step after their initial compromise. Da Yu had photos he could use to blackmail Mom. From now on, my mother, who gave me life, raised me, protected me, and cared for me, would be completely under Da Yu's control. Was this what I wanted? My throbbing penis seemed to answer that question for me. What was the point of thinking about this now? And so, the mother and son spent this illusory yet unforgettable day, both burdened with worries. What awaited them in the future?

The next day at school, Da Yu eagerly asked me about my mother's situation after he left. I briefly told him and shared my thoughts: "My mom definitely won't call the police. Da Yu, you're amazing! You subdued my mom!" I didn't forget to flatter Da Yu as I spoke.

"You don't know anything. If your mom were that easy to handle, I wouldn't be interested. Yesterday's series of blows just stunned her. Once she comes to her senses, who knows what she'll do to me. It's a pity your mom has such a good son like you; you're destined to be my plaything, haha." Hearing Da Yu say this, I gave an awkward smile and nodded obsequiously. "I'll go to your house again tonight and talk to your mom," Da Yu ordered me. So much had happened yesterday, and Da Yu was coming to my house again tonight. Wasn't he afraid my mom would go crazy again if she saw him? But I didn't dare question Da Yu's decision. He always seemed to understand my mom's psychology, and I believed he could subdue her tonight.

After school that evening, I took Dayu home. My mother hadn't fully recovered from the blow the day before, and she was cooking in the kitchen with a tired look on her face. When she heard the door open, she called out to me as usual, "Dongzi's back." Dayu put down his schoolbag and went into the kitchen. I only heard the sound of the spatula falling to the ground. Then, as expected, my mother started pushing Dayu out of the kitchen like a madwoman. "Auntie, I'm here to talk to you about serious business today. If you keep acting like this, I don't think we can talk about the photos." Hearing the word "photos," Mom stopped what she was doing and asked, trembling, "You'll give the photos back to us?" Da Yu chuckled, ignoring Mom's question, and changed the subject: "I'm hungry. Let's talk while we eat. Auntie, hurry up and cook, be careful the food doesn't burn." Mom's mind was in turmoil with Da Yu's arrival, so she couldn't concentrate on cooking. Soon, a slightly burnt dish was placed in front of us. Da Yu looked at the dish and said to me in a strange tone, "Mom's cooking isn't very good today!" "If it's not good, then get out!" Mom said angrily, but I vaguely understood what Da Yu meant. He had previously told me that if my mom's cooking wasn't good, he would eat her. Hearing Da Yu use this code word that only the two of us understood, my penis started to rise again.

Da Yu didn't mind my mom scolding him and buried his head in his food. After dinner, my mom said to me, "Dongzi, go back to your room first." Her tone was commanding, and she tried to assert herself. I glanced at Da Yu, who smiled and said, "Go ahead, Mom wants to be alone with me for a while, hehe." I was a little disappointed. Was Da Yu playing a trick on my mom? I wasn't going to see anything good tonight. But to my surprise, the two of them didn't go to my mom's bedroom. Instead, they sat down in the living room to negotiate. I eavesdropped through my bedroom door.

First, my mom spoke: "I can forgive your mistake because I consider you a child, but you have to hand over those photos. From now on, you have nothing to do with our family. Dongzi's dad doesn't know about this yet. If he finds out, he'll definitely break your legs! Also, you're not allowed to bully Dongzi at school!" My mom's tone was very calm. It was obvious that she wanted to intimidate Da Yu with her composure. She also mentioned my dad, thinking that waving the banner of an adult man would scare the boy.

"No! No! No!" Da Yu's tone remained flippant. "Auntie, you clearly don't understand the situation. First of all, I'm not a child. You can ask yourself how old I am. Also, you mentioned Dongzi's dad. Do you dare let him know about us? With that old man's skinny appearance, it's hard to say who'll break whose leg. If you're really willing to go all out, I'll be a good guy and help Dongzi's dad and his colleagues at the auto repair shop spread the word about how cuckolded he is, haha. As for you saying you won't bully Dongzi, I can promise you that. How could I bully such a 'good' brother like Dongzi? Even if someone else wanted to bully him, I wouldn't let them." This morning, I had just told Da Yu about the family situation, including Dad's workplace, and I didn't expect him to use it so quickly. Mom hadn't expected Da Yu to take back the initiative after only two sentences. She stammered, not knowing what to say, and could only listen to Da Yu continue.

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