Cannibalize

There was a thin thread, and an old key dangled below.

The key was exactly the same as my father's.

NIGHT11

Obviously Xiao Che has already decided: as soon as the water heater in the basement is repaired, he will not go there anymore.

However, the key by the bed is the biggest temptation.After resisting for three or four days, he really couldn't stand it anymore and went again.

Once you can't control yourself, after that, it's out of control.

He can go not only at night, but also during the day.As long as he is free, as long as he is not found, he can do whatever he wants.

And that white-haired boy obviously welcomed Xiao Che.As soon as Xiao Che left, he would cover his father's eyes with a black cloth.

At first seeing his father being ravaged/ravaged by teenagers like a slave, Xiao Che felt angry.Now, he can only feel excited; at first, he hated and even feared this boy, it was always difficult to feel popular in him, and even saw the terrifying shadow behind him.But after getting along for a long time, Xiao Che, who had never been attacked, and even easily subdued the young man, felt relieved.Now, he completely sees the teenager as a helpless albino, an indulgent male/favorite, a clown who comically plays the "master", a teacher who teaches him how to stimulate his father, or, more In a sense, it is an accomplice.

During this period of time, he is more willing to satisfy his own sex/desire first than to pursue the truth.

Sometimes, he would sit on a chair on one side and watch how the boy tortured his father with tools to make him beg for mercy; sometimes, he would stimulate his father's body instead of the boy, and get excited because of his father's yelling; sometimes, they would switch places, Xiao Che I found that apart from this room, this seemingly narrow basement actually hides many places that can be used to satisfy desires——

He followed the boy to his father's somewhat crude bedroom. He stood aside in the adjacent bathroom and witnessed the boy assaulting his fascinated father in the water; he followed the boy to the library, where he dug out many picture books and used The method in the picture book adds interest.Xiao Che also accidentally passed a small room full of cobwebs, which contained a rather dilapidated wooden piano.It was only then that Xiao Che noticed that this piano was the one he played when he was young. Since it was passed down from his ancestors, the pitch of his own generation was already inaccurate. It was broken and had to be discarded.After that, I bought a new white grand piano and put it in the living room, which I have been using until now.I thought this piano had been disposed of, but I didn't expect it to be placed here.

At that time Xiao Che asked the boy: "Is this piano still in use?"

The boy nodded, and there was some soft nostalgia in his empty eyes.

"Father will come to play the piano?"

The young man shook his head.

"You play?"

The young man didn't shake his head or nod his head, his eyes just drifted over to look at Xiao Che, frowning slightly, with some doubts, as if he wanted to open his mouth to ask something.But then he pursed his lips again, closed the door, and took Xiao Che away.Xiao Che was a little surprised at the time, because in his heart, this young man was always evil, and he seemed to torture his father wherever he saw it.It's a pity, he thought he'd play on the piano.

Before I knew it, I had the key for almost 20 days.

Generally speaking, during this time, Xiao Che's sex/life/life in the basement was very happy.Although he didn't really have sex with his father, and the only way to satisfy his sex/desire was silent touching and licking/licking, not even kissing, but he already felt satisfied.Now he is waiting for the day when he gets bored.Once that day comes, he will slap his ass and leave.

But one day, a move of the young man broke the harmony that had been created with great difficulty.

At that time, Xiao Che who was stroking his father was excited again.

Quite unexpectedly, just when he wanted to solve it for himself with his hands, a cold hand actually held him, making his skin crawl!

When he noticed that it was the boy, he felt a sense of disgust. He wanted to resist, but he was afraid that his father would find out if he made a noise, so he didn't dare to make any big moves.Unexpectedly, the young man behind seemed to know his mentality, so he moved faster.

There is no doubt that the boy's skills are simply beyond imagination.

This was the first time for Xiao Che to be comforted by a man.

The teenager leaned on his back, rubbed his roots slowly and then quickly, squeezed his front end, and kneaded his sensitive parts.He clenched his fists and endured it, but the increasingly intense pleasure made him weak all over, and gradually, he even leaned against the young man's cool body to suppress his breath.

The boy's hands were cold at first, but they gradually became warm as if being ironed by Xiao Che's scalding body temperature. Later, not only his hands, but also the chest he leaned against Xiao Che's back, including his Che's low gasps became hot!

When Xiao Che was about to reach the summit, his consciousness became quite blurred.He didn't know where he was, but he felt that the back of his ear was quite warm and humid, as if the person behind him was breathing heavily, and he seemed to be being licked/licked constantly...

Xiao Che vented/vented on the boy's hand.

After it was over, the boy leaned against his ear and whispered in a low voice: "Is it comfortable?"

The nausea made Xiao Che almost vomit!

He turned around and punched the young man in the abdomen mercilessly.

He has learned fighting since he was a child. He is tall and fit, and of course has great strength.The unsuspecting boy took a few steps back and bumped into the coffee table, making a heavy muffled sound.The coffee table was overturned, and the coffee cups, ashtrays, and vases on it all rolled down, and the water in the vases wet the carpet, leaving a mess on the ground.

The bound and blindfolded father shouted anxiously: "Master? What's wrong with you? Are you all right, Master?"

When the back hit the sharp corner of the coffee table, if ordinary people didn't say that they fainted from the pain, they would at least groan/groan in pain.

But the young man fell down on the carpet as if he didn't feel pain or hearing, still staring at Xiao Che's face with wide eyes as usual.

Obviously he looks so creepy, and there is no expression on his face.

But Xiao Che felt quite irritable.

Because he didn't know what was wrong with him, he actually saw quite strong sadness, even some despair, from the boy's lifeless, strangely colored eyes.

Xiao Che felt baffled, obviously he was the one who was disgusted!

Who told him to do such a thing suddenly?

Although we got along fairly well with him during this time, who allowed him to touch his own? !

Does he know how disgusting it is?Being stimulated by a guy who looks like he has albinism, plays master and slave with his father every day, and looks like a shady monster?Kissing the back of his ear frantically? !In the end, he talked like a lover! !Who would feel disgusted if they did that? !

Just giving him a punch is already very merciful!

So Xiao Che felt that there was nothing wrong with him, grabbed his coat, and strode away.

In the room, the father was still anxiously asking loudly: "Master? Master, are you injured? Master... What are you talking about? Where are you? Have you gone out? Are you leaving me?"

Speaking of which, it seemed that I was about to cry again.

Xiao Che who walked into the corridor suddenly heard a loud roar: "It's so loud! Shut up!!"

Then came a series of broken sounds.

When the sound burst out, no sound from the room could be heard.

The candles in the corridor seemed to be shaken by the sound waves just now, and they were frantically shaking, and several of them went out directly.

Then the door was slammed shut with such a loud bang that it seemed the whole basement was shaking.

After that, everything became quiet.It was almost dead silent.

Not knowing what was going on, Xiao Che became more and more flustered, and he even felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.But at this moment, he couldn't control that much anymore. He went upstairs, closed the door, pretended nothing happened as usual, and went back to the room to wash and sleep.

That's right, that monster is father's boy/favor...

What happened today was his fault.

Disgusting is disgusting, so why should you care about his feelings? !

NIGHT12

After that, Xiao Che didn't go to the basement for a whole month.

The reason he didn't go was, on the one hand, because of what happened that night, and on the other hand, because of his regressed test scores.After being called to talk by the class teacher, he was a little vigilant, and his friends said that his spirit and complexion were not very good recently.

That's true, recently he has been unable to concentrate, and his memory has also declined.I can't fall asleep every night, and I especially want to sleep during the day, and I dream as soon as I fall asleep, and I have all kinds of strange dreams, erotic dreams.

After waking up, Xiao Che immediately resumed his previous normal life.

Young people recover quickly.He went to bed early and woke up early, and exercised every day as before.He was quite smart at first, but in the monthly exam a month later, his grades recovered, and there was still a trend of improvement.Because of this incident, the head teacher even praised him in class.

Although his life is restored, something still bothers him.

First, there is the dream.

He is prone to dream when he is asleep, and the protagonists in the dream are mainly him and his father.But occasionally, I would also dream of that white-haired boy.And more and more.

Then, it was unbelievable, the way that boy looked at him that night slipped through his mind again and again.

At first it was just that look, and then I started dreaming about his face, his outline, his eyes, the way he spoke, the way he squatted on the ground with his legs crossed and stared at himself.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.

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