27-07-2025, 07:24 PM
"Sam...don't...put me down...go back soon...it's been too long, Zihan...will come..." The toilet in the bathroom on the first floor is five or six meters away from the door. I only heard it vaguely with my ear pressed against the door. What is mom talking about.
"Don't worry, Mom, I've locked the bathroom door. Let's keep our voices down so Zihan won't find out." Sam's voice was thicker, and I heard it more clearly.
"No... Zihan will find out..." Mom whispered.
"Shh... be quiet, Mom, come on, sit on my lap." Then the bathroom was quiet for a few seconds.
"Pa...", "Ah um... um..." A heavy slapping sound broke the silence inside. After vaguely hearing the mother's soft moan like a mosquito in the bathroom, the bathroom returned to dead silence again.
At this time, I was anxious and at a loss as to what I should do to get my mother out of Sam's clutches.
But my mind was still blank and messy. If I wasn't worried about my mother, I really wanted to kick open the bathroom door and rush in to teach Sam a lesson.
"Pah...pah...pah..."
"Pah...Pah...Pah..." While my brain was in confusion and I was thinking of a solution, there was a slight clap again in the bathroom. I knew that my mother and Sam had already started having sex again. It seemed that the two of them were having sex again. The human body is very sticky, and the body rubs and makes a "sizzling" sound when in contact.
What should I do, Wang Zihan, my mother was bullied by Sam again, please think of a way! ...I kept repeating these words in my mind.
But the damn "pop" and "pop" sounds kept hitting my sanity.
"Yes... lift your butt slowly... oh... feel good..."
"Uh huh... huh huh... hmm..." I heard Sam whispering something, and my mother was moaning vaguely.
Wang Zihan, you are a man. You clearly promised your father to protect your mother. How could you let your mother be bullied and humiliated by outsiders? I kept shouting to my heart.
"Sam, what are you doing? Are you still not feeling well?" I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pretended to be calm and called Sam outside the door.
I thought this was the only way to make Sam stop. I pulled the door handle, but as Sam said, this guy actually locked it.
"Zihan, I'm not recovered yet!" Sam said to me in a rough voice.
"Oh, can you hurry up, I need to go to the toilet." I knew he would not open the door for me right now.
"No, it's too dark. I just put on the shower gel. You can go to the bathroom on the second floor." "
Okay, hurry up, we have classes tomorrow." I said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, I'll wash it up soon. You go to the toilet first." Sam said anxiously.
"Yeah, okay." I leaned against the hall and listened. It was quiet inside. It seemed that my appearance finally frightened Sam.
I felt a little reassured and went to the second floor, because the pipes for the buckets and water pipes upstairs and downstairs in my bathroom were connected together. If I didn't go up and flush the toilet to make a noise, Sam and my mother in the bathroom on the first floor would definitely suspect me.
I went up to the second floor, and my father's snoring still came from the bedroom in an orderly manner. Then by the light of my mobile phone, I went to the bathroom on the second floor, stayed in it for a while, pretended to flush, and then walked downstairs.
Hearing my father's snoring, I felt a little sour in my heart. If my father knew that Sam and his mother were doing such things, he would definitely be grief-stricken beyond words, and my family would be broken up in a moment.
I have to stop Sam, he will be gone in less than a month.
I gritted my teeth and thought about going back to the first floor. The light of my mobile phone shined on the bathroom on the first floor.
If I just kicked in the door and gave Sam a good beating, things like that would never happen again.
In the end, I chose to go back to the room. It was hard for me to convince myself to face my mother. After seeing me watching her and Sam hug each other naked, I was afraid that my home would be broken, and I was even more afraid that my mother would be there. It’s hard to face the fact that I will leave you in the future.
If Sam were gone, everything would go back to the way it was.
All I had to do was stop Mom and Sam from having sex before Sam left.
I know my behavior is cowardly, but what can I do? I love this family, and I love my mother even more, although she has been very strict with me since I was a child.
I lay on the bed and covered myself with the quilt. I wanted to force myself to fall into a deep sleep, maybe I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, or twenty minutes, but in short I heard the bedroom door finally being pushed open, and a familiar fragrance wafted into my nose. I knew it was Sam who had come in.
What can I do, get up and beat Sam up now? I don't know, I'm just a sixteen-year-old kid, I just want my family to be happy forever.
The numb heart gradually fell away with Sam's return, and the only trace of consciousness he held on slowly fell into the endless darkness.
"Don't worry, Mom, I've locked the bathroom door. Let's keep our voices down so Zihan won't find out." Sam's voice was thicker, and I heard it more clearly.
"No... Zihan will find out..." Mom whispered.
"Shh... be quiet, Mom, come on, sit on my lap." Then the bathroom was quiet for a few seconds.
"Pa...", "Ah um... um..." A heavy slapping sound broke the silence inside. After vaguely hearing the mother's soft moan like a mosquito in the bathroom, the bathroom returned to dead silence again.
At this time, I was anxious and at a loss as to what I should do to get my mother out of Sam's clutches.
But my mind was still blank and messy. If I wasn't worried about my mother, I really wanted to kick open the bathroom door and rush in to teach Sam a lesson.
"Pah...pah...pah..."
"Pah...Pah...Pah..." While my brain was in confusion and I was thinking of a solution, there was a slight clap again in the bathroom. I knew that my mother and Sam had already started having sex again. It seemed that the two of them were having sex again. The human body is very sticky, and the body rubs and makes a "sizzling" sound when in contact.
What should I do, Wang Zihan, my mother was bullied by Sam again, please think of a way! ...I kept repeating these words in my mind.
But the damn "pop" and "pop" sounds kept hitting my sanity.
"Yes... lift your butt slowly... oh... feel good..."
"Uh huh... huh huh... hmm..." I heard Sam whispering something, and my mother was moaning vaguely.
Wang Zihan, you are a man. You clearly promised your father to protect your mother. How could you let your mother be bullied and humiliated by outsiders? I kept shouting to my heart.
"Sam, what are you doing? Are you still not feeling well?" I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pretended to be calm and called Sam outside the door.
I thought this was the only way to make Sam stop. I pulled the door handle, but as Sam said, this guy actually locked it.
"Zihan, I'm not recovered yet!" Sam said to me in a rough voice.
"Oh, can you hurry up, I need to go to the toilet." I knew he would not open the door for me right now.
"No, it's too dark. I just put on the shower gel. You can go to the bathroom on the second floor." "
Okay, hurry up, we have classes tomorrow." I said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, I'll wash it up soon. You go to the toilet first." Sam said anxiously.
"Yeah, okay." I leaned against the hall and listened. It was quiet inside. It seemed that my appearance finally frightened Sam.
I felt a little reassured and went to the second floor, because the pipes for the buckets and water pipes upstairs and downstairs in my bathroom were connected together. If I didn't go up and flush the toilet to make a noise, Sam and my mother in the bathroom on the first floor would definitely suspect me.
I went up to the second floor, and my father's snoring still came from the bedroom in an orderly manner. Then by the light of my mobile phone, I went to the bathroom on the second floor, stayed in it for a while, pretended to flush, and then walked downstairs.
Hearing my father's snoring, I felt a little sour in my heart. If my father knew that Sam and his mother were doing such things, he would definitely be grief-stricken beyond words, and my family would be broken up in a moment.
I have to stop Sam, he will be gone in less than a month.
I gritted my teeth and thought about going back to the first floor. The light of my mobile phone shined on the bathroom on the first floor.
If I just kicked in the door and gave Sam a good beating, things like that would never happen again.
In the end, I chose to go back to the room. It was hard for me to convince myself to face my mother. After seeing me watching her and Sam hug each other naked, I was afraid that my home would be broken, and I was even more afraid that my mother would be there. It’s hard to face the fact that I will leave you in the future.
If Sam were gone, everything would go back to the way it was.
All I had to do was stop Mom and Sam from having sex before Sam left.
I know my behavior is cowardly, but what can I do? I love this family, and I love my mother even more, although she has been very strict with me since I was a child.
I lay on the bed and covered myself with the quilt. I wanted to force myself to fall into a deep sleep, maybe I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, or twenty minutes, but in short I heard the bedroom door finally being pushed open, and a familiar fragrance wafted into my nose. I knew it was Sam who had come in.
What can I do, get up and beat Sam up now? I don't know, I'm just a sixteen-year-old kid, I just want my family to be happy forever.
The numb heart gradually fell away with Sam's return, and the only trace of consciousness he held on slowly fell into the endless darkness.
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