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I get up from the couch, running toward her room. I don’t care what situation I will see her in or if it will be end up a big misunderstanding in my part, I have to go and see that she is okay.
I try to open the door, but it is locked. I bang it with my fists.
“Go away, you son of a bitch!” I hear Theo shout at me, but I keep knocking on the door, harder and harder.
“No!” my mom shouts again. Her cry twists my gut and I try to break the door, but it doesn’t budge. Then I hear some muffled sounds from the other side of the door and he yanks it open, as naked as the day he was born.
“Mom!” I try to run toward her, but he stops me.
“You want to watch? Look, whore, the bastard wants to watch the show,” he laughs with sick humor and my mom laughs along with him. Her laugh is hysterical, but it’s enough to let me know that she is okay.
Theo grabs me by my neck and arm, pushing me back till my back hits the wall with a loud thud. Then, he pushes me down to the chair that is next to me. I try to kick him, but he is stronger than me. I know his tall and muscled body is the product of street fights not some fancy gyms.
“Give me that rope, Nat!” he yells at her.
I struggle, try to kick and punch him, but my attempts don’t make any damage on him; his grip on me doesn’t loosen a bit. He puts his knee on my legs, immobilizing me as he ties my hands on my back together.
“Let me go, you asshole! Get your filthy hands off of me!” I yell and struggle to free myself.
“Filthy hands? My hands were all over your mommy,” he laughs. He shakes his fingers in front of my face. “These fingers were inside her overused pussy.”
I rock back and forth, trying to make the chair move in hope of making him lose his balance. But that doesn’t work. Even though I am bigger and stronger than most of the boys at school my strength can’t even stand a chance against him as he ties my legs. After locking the door, he turns to me. “If you cause any trouble she’ll pay the price, got it?” he says, narrowing his eyes at me.
If it was another man I would respond with a cocky remark as he threatens me, completely naked, his semi-hard cock is in front of my eyes. But the ugly knife marks all over his body from his previous fights puts me in defensive mode all the time.
I’m not gonna lie, I am scared of him and what he is capable of, especially to my mother. So I nod my head, hoping that he’ll let me go.
“Good. Now, watch as I fuck your mother,” he laughs. “Get on your knees, slut. Show your son how greedy you are to get my cock down your throat,” he says to my mother, pushing her to her knees in front of him.
I close my eyes; the scene in front of me disgusts me. I try not to look at my mother’s nakedness, but she doesn’t even seem to mind or maybe she is too wasted to care.
“Open your eyes, you son of a bitch!” he growls.
I open my eyes, trying to look anywhere but them. Nothing stops the sounds, though.
“Watch, motherfucker! Watch how wet she is, how she fingers herself in front of you, in front of her son,” he half-laughs half-growls. I try not to look, but my eyes travel down without my permission. I am curious about sex. No matter how much I hear about it, I am learning all these new things and I cannot help but be fascinated by it. I hate myself for not trying harder, but as her fingers move rapidly between her legs I can’t take my eyes off no matter how hard I try.
“He’s not my son,” my mom purrs. Her voice is raspy but seductive at the same time. Her eyes are half-closed and I know she is under the spell of drugs. Her words don’t affect me anymore because I know she is always wasted. I have no one else but her and no matter how much I hate her behavior I also love her or at least try to.
“I don’t fucking care about your family business, bitch. Make me come,” he growls, lifting her to the bed as easily as if she is a ragdoll. She is on all fours and he fucks her from behind. The fact that I cannot see her face is a relief, but it also makes everything worse. I don’t want to be aroused, but all I can see is two people fucking, in front of me, like a live porn show.
And damn, I am just a horny teenager! The sounds cause my abs to clench with anticipation, make my cock hard with each passing second.
I try to think of something that would help me calm down, but as he slaps her ass, pounds into her with force, making her scream with pleasure there is nothing else I can focus on.
“Yes! God, Theo… more,” she moans.
I bite my tongue till I taste blood, but it helps me to breathe a little.
“This pussy is the best thing you have,” Theo groans, spanking her ass once more before he comes with a grunt.
I wait there as they try to get their breathing under control and I try to calm mine. But I still have a boner when he comes toward me. He looks at me with a devious smirk on his face and it turns to full laugh when he notices my hard-on.
“You son of a bitch, I knew you would enjoy this. Sick bastard,” he laughs, patting my back like I did something good, something that needs to be praised.
I keep biting my tongue, focusing on the pain and the metallic taste of blood as he unties my hands and legs. I run with all my strength the moment I’m freed. I stop only when I reach to the woods.
And I jack off to the image of him fucking my mother.
