[doodhwale_bhaiya]

“Hamari maa ne ek jaadi-booti ka mixture banaya tha. Gaon ki un auraton ke liye jo maa nahi ban sakti thi. Jis ka naam tha **Jeevdhatu**. Bahut taakatwar cheez thi who. Itni taakatwar ki jo aurat bhi usse sevan karti thi, ek-do mahine ke andar pet se ho jaati thi. Gaon bhar ki auratein hamare ghar aane lagi thi. Maa unhe dawai deti thi, aur kuch hafte baad khush khabar leke aati thi.”
“Our mother had made a herbal mixture. For those women in the village who couldn’t become mothers. Its name was Jeevdhatu. It was a very powerful thing. So powerful that any woman who took it would get pregnant within one or two months. Women from the whole village started coming to our house. Mother would give them the medicine, and a few weeks later they would come back with happy news.”
 
Bhola listened in silence. He had heard vague stories about their mother’s knowledge of herbs, but never like this.
 
Jai continued, his voice growing darker.
 
“Who mixture sirf auraton ko hi nahi, mardon ko bhi asar karta tha. Jo mard usse leta tha, uski taakat, uski virility… sab badh jaati thi. Lund sakht rehta tha, jhadne ke baad bhi jaldi khada ho jaata tha, aur cum ki matra… bahut zyada. Maa ne yeh sab soch-samajh ke banaya tha, sirf madad ke liye. Baap bhi usme madad karta tha. Mixture banana, sukhana, peesna… sab seekh liya tha usne.”
“That mixture didn’t affect only women, it affected men too. Any man who took it, his strength, his virility… everything increased. The cock stayed hard, even after cumming it would get erect again quickly, and the amount of cum… was very high. Mother had made all this thoughtfully, only to help. Father also used to help in it. Making the mixture, drying it, grinding it… he had learned everything.”
 
A bitter smile twisted Jai’s mouth.
 
“Phir lalach aa gaya usme. Jab dekhne laga ki kitni-kitni auratein ghar aati hain, kitni asani se unka pet nahi tikta… toh usne khud Jeevdhatu lena shuru kar diya. Roz. Hafte mein kai baar. Uske shareer ne jawab diya. Us ka lund… jaise koi alag cheez ban gaya. Itna sakht, itna bhari, itna cum nikalta tha ki aurat ke andar bhar jaata tha. Aur sabse badi baat…”
“Then greed came into him. When he saw how many women came to the house, how easily their wombs didn’t hold… he started taking Jeevdhatu himself. Every day. Several times a week. His body responded. His cock… became like a different thing. So hard, so heavy, so much cum came out that it would fill the woman completely. And the biggest thing…”
 
Jai’s voice dropped even lower, almost venomous.
 
“Uske maal ka asar alag tha. Jeevdhatu uske khoon mein, uske veerya mein bas chuka tha. Jab bhi us ka maal kisi aurat ke andar jaata tha — choot mein, muh mein, kahin bhi — who aurat dheere-dheere uski sexual slave ban jaati thi. Dimag se. Us ka lund, us ka maal, us ki chudai… yeh sab us aurat ke dimag mein ghar kar jaata tha. Who uske bina nahi reh paati thi. Uske lund ki aadi ho jaati thi. Uske liye tarasti thi. Uske liye kuch bhi karti thi. Aur us haramzade ko yeh baat pata chal gayi thi. Isliye who un auraton ko asani se patane laga. Pehle dawai deta, phir dheere-dheere unke shareer tak pahunch jaata. Aur ek baar uska cum andar chala jaata… phir who aurat uski ho jaati thi. Dimag se, choot se, sab tarah se.”
“The effect of his cum was different. Jeevdhatu had settled into his blood, into his semen. Whenever his cum went inside a woman — in the pussy, in the mouth, anywhere — that woman slowly became his sexual slave. From the mind. His cock, his cum, his fucking… all of it would settle into that woman’s mind. She couldn’t live without him. She would become addicted to his cock. She would yearn for him. She would do anything for him. And that bastard came to know this. That’s why he started seducing those women easily. First he would give the medicine, then slowly reach their bodies. And once his cum went inside… that woman would become his. From the mind, from the pussy, in every way.”
 
Bhola sat frozen, the tea cooling in his hands. The thick, filthy implications of what his brother was saying settled over him like a heavy blanket. Their father’s cum had not only been potent for pregnancy — it had been a kind of poison that rewired a woman’s mind, turning her into a willing, desperate slave to his cock.
 
Jai stared at the ground under the streetlight, his jaw tight.
 
“Yeh sab tere paida hone se pehle shuru ho gaya tha. Aur bahut si auratein… bahut si… uske jaal mein fas chuki thin.”
“All this had started before you were born. And many women… many of them… had gotten trapped in his web.”
 
He looked up at Bhola, eyes still wet but burning with anger.
 
“Aur ab… ab uski wajah se yeh sab phir se uth khada hua hai. Teri Komal Bhabhi bhi usi mein fasii hui hai.”
“And now… because of him all this has risen again. Your Komal Bhabhi is also trapped in it.”
 
Jai stared at the ground for a long time before he continued. The tea in his cup had gone cold. His voice was quieter now, but the bitterness in it had only deepened.
 
“Jab main paida hua, tab tak maa ko us haramzade ke kaarno ka pata chal chuka tha. Usne dekh liya tha ki gaon ki auratein sirf dawai ke liye nahi aa rahi thin. Who uske lund ke liye aa rahi thin. Uske cum ke liye. Jo aurat ek baar uska veerya andar le leti thi, who phir uske bina nahi reh paati thi. Raat-raat bhar uske sapne aate the. Uske mote, sakht lund ke. Uske cum ki garmi ke. Who auratein ghar-ghar mein apne patiyon ke saath soiti thin, lekin unka dimag aur unki choot dono us haramzade ke paas chale jaate the.”
“By the time I was born, mother had already come to know about that bastard’s deeds. She had seen that the village women weren’t coming only for the medicine. They were coming for his cock. For his cum. Any woman who once took his semen inside couldn’t live without him after that. His dreams would come all night. Of his thick, hard cock. Of the heat of his cum. Those women would sleep with their husbands in their homes, but both their minds and their pussies would go to that bastard.”
 
Jai’s hands clenched into fists on his knees.
 
“Maa ne rokne ki koshish ki. Bahut koshish ki. Usne un auraton se baat ki, unhe samjhaya, ghar se bhagane ki koshish ki. Lekin jab bhi who aadmi samne aa jaata tha, unka control khatam ho jaata tha. Unki taangein khud-bakhud khul jaati thin. Unka muh khud uske lund ki taraf jaata tha. Ek baar uska cum kisi ke andar chala jaaye… phir who aurat uski ho jaati thi. Dimag se, choot se, muh se, sab tarah se. Maa yeh dekh kar toot gayi thi.”
“Mother tried to stop it. She tried a lot. She talked to those women, explained to them, tried to drive them away from the house. But whenever that man came in front of them, their control would end. Their legs would open on their own. Their mouths would go toward his cock on their own. Once his cum went inside someone… that woman would become his. From the mind, from the pussy, from the mouth, in every way. Seeing this, mother broke.”
 
 
He looked up at Bhola, eyes wet again.
 
“Phir tu paida hua. Maa ne decide kiya ki agar yeh jahar kisi tarah todo toh todo. Usne tujhe ek khaas booti ka ras chuwaya jab tu bilkul chhota tha. Main nahi jaanta who kya thi. Usne mujhe kabhi detail mein nahi bataya. Sirf itna kaha tha ki yeh us ‘shraap’ ko todne ke liye hai. Main maafi chahta hoon yeh kehne ke liye, Bhola… lekin ab sirf tu hi meri madad kar sakta hai.”
“Then you were born. Mother decided that if this poison could be broken somehow, it should be broken. She fed you the juice of a special herb when you were very small. I don’t know what it was. She never told me in detail. She only said that it was to break that ‘curse’. I’m sorry for saying this, Bhola… but now only you can help me.”
 
Bhola’s throat felt dry.
 
“Kya? Kaise? Usne mujhe kya chuwaya tha? Main kya kar sakta hoon?”
“What? How? What did she feed me? What can I do?”
 
Jai let out a short, humourless breath.
 
“Mujhe nahi pata us booti ka naam. Lekin ek cheez clear hai. Hamare khandaan mein tera lund sabse bada aur sabse mota hai. Who maayne rakhta hai. Maa ne kaha tha ki jo asar us booti ka tujh par hua hai, who tere shareer mein, tere lund mein bas gaya hai.”
“I don’t know the name of that herb. But one thing is clear. In our family your cock is the biggest and thickest. That means something. Mother said that the effect that herb had on you has settled into your body, into your cock.”
 
Bhola stared at him.
 
“Ye tujhe kaise pata ki mera… utna bada hai?”
“How do you know that mine… is that big?”