Chapter 29: I Lost My Mom to Another Male, But I Couldn't Do Anything (18+)

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Chapter 29: I Lost My Mom to Another Male, But I Couldn't Do Anything 

For nearly an hour after that, Mom and that bastard Kwak Young-cheol had sex in the room right next to mine, moaning loudly as if they wanted us to hear... and left all kinds of dirty conversations. 

"Scream louder, you bitch! Let Hyeon-seong hear you hehe" 

"Ah! Aah! Ahhn!" 

"Hehe... you're tightening up when I mention your son? You crazy pervert hehe" 

Hah... fuck, this is driving me crazy. 

Those lewd sounds coming from the next room. 

A man who's not even my real dad is treating my mom like a cum dumpster and subjecting her to all kinds of degradation 

And I, her son, can't do anything but listen with my ears perked up... 

What I felt then was humiliation. 

Losing Mom to a male stronger than me, stronger than Dad both socially and physically, and seeing the stolen Mom receive all kinds of insulting treatment yet seemingly lose her mind to his dick, moaning in pleasure while her child is sleeping in the next room... 

Ah. 

Ah! 

It's unbearably pathetic and humiliating 

...but fuck, my dick got hard on its own. 

That made it even more pathetic... 

Mom... my mom is being treated like a cum dumpster and used like a bitch by some thug who's not even my real dad, so why is this damn dick... 

I quietly beat my dick so Mi-hyun wouldn't wake up. It hurt, but the pain helped clear my head somewhat. 

Still, the fact that I couldn't do anything remained unchanged. 

Feeling powerless, I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, and could only squeeze my eyes shut tight as I listened to the two people's... no, the two beasts' animalistic moans and rustling as they were lost in ecstasy... 

Even after all that nightmare ended, I couldn't fall asleep and ended up having to spend the night with my eyes open. 

After staying up all night like that, I managed to get a bit of sleep at dawn, then quickly got up and headed to the living room. Kwak Young-cheol was already gone, and Mom was alone in her underwear, simply eating cereal with milk. 

"Son. You're up already?" 

"...Yeah" 

"What's with that expression?" 

"Ah, no. It's nothing" 

"....." 

There was an awkward silence for a moment. 

"...Where's Young-cheol ahjussi?" 

"Oh, he left at dawn yesterday. I think he went to play golf? Why?" 

Mom avoided my eyes as she spoke, as if feeling guilty about something. 

"Ah. No reason" 

"...Ah, you're not going to school today?" 

"It's January 1st" 

"Then I'll leave some money on the table, order food with Mi-hyun. Mom's going to work first" 

"Okay... but you're going to work today too, Mom?" 

"Ah... yeah, there's some work left at the company" 

Mom glanced at me then went into the room to change clothes. The door was open though, so I could see everything unintentionally. 

"Hmmhmm..." 

Mom was humming happily as she picked out clothes. I could see her struggling to put on her skirt, her butt too big to fit in one go. 

She was still humming cheerfully... 

Was she in such a good mood from fucking that bastard while her son could hear at night? 

I suddenly felt a surge of anger. 

With my face scrunched up like that, I was eating cereal at the table when Mom soon came out of the room fully dressed. 

Her usual office look. She seemed to have several similar outfits, but they all had in common an extremely short micro-mini skirt that barely came down 5cm below her butt, like it was her uniform. 

So Mom's long white legs were fully exposed and the curves of her butt were blatantly visible. 

And after work, she often came home without panties like 'that day', leaving them somewhere... 

Ah... the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I got. 

"Mom's leaving first!" 

"Okay. Be careful" 

"Mmhm!" 

Fuck... this damn household, really. 

At least when Mom and Dad lived in the studio, they did that stuff every day without holding back, so I had some mental tolerance. If we were a normal family's kids, this would really be traumatizing. 

When I went into the room, that pig Mi-hyun was still sprawled out sleeping. The blanket was all pulled off and her shirt had ridden up, showing half her breasts. I roughly threw the blanket over her and left the room. 

Anyway, it looked like this pig wouldn't wake up until the afternoon again, and I didn't want to stay in the house for even a moment, so I made plans with my best friend Gyu-tae and went out. 

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"Oh, my friend Hyeon-seong. The genius is here" 

"Fuck off" 

"Everyone! The pride of XX-dong, Hyeon-seong who got the top grade on the college entrance exam..." 

"Don't say it so loud, you idiot" 

My ball-friend Gyu-tae, who went to elementary, middle, and high school with me, submitted college applications to the same school as me, as if we were fated to stick together annoyingly. But unlike me who applied to popular majors with my good grades, he applied to the philosophy department just hoping to get into any 4-year university. 

That crazy bastard. What does he know about philosophy. 

Anyway, it was the most free time of our lives after finishing the college entrance exam. Though Gyu-tae and I were legally adults now, we still played like kids. 

At least when I was playing with Gyu-tae, I could barely shake yesterday's events from my mind. 

"Hey hey! Footsteps behind us! Fuck, shoot!" 

"Throw a grenade you idiot! Use the grenade!" 

We went to an internet cafe and played League of Legends and PUBG duo... Gyu-tae may be worse than me at studying, but he's amazingly good at games. Thanks to that, unlike with academics, I was able to ride the bus well by sticking to Master-ranked Gyu-tae while I was Bronze in League. 

"Whew, you fucking suck so bad" 

"Sorry man" 

Of course it was just joking... no, he was serious. After getting lightly punched by him, I came back to my senses and kept playing games until it was suddenly evening. 

That's when Gyu-tae casually mentioned: 

"Hey. I started streaming on Melon" 

"What? Melon? That internet broadcasting thing?" 

"Yeah. Game streaming. But fuck, I'm too embarrassed to show my face so I'm wearing a mask hehehe" 

"You idiot hehehe! Who's going to watch that kind of broadcast?" 

He said he debuted as a BJ on Melon TV... but could he really make it among all those amateur broadcasts? It must be a super red ocean there too 

"I don't know, fuck. I have 4 viewers right now" 

"Hang in there you bastard, but if you want your broadcast to succeed, getting a sex change would be faster" 

"Oh yeah, thanks you fucking idiot" 

"No really. Even Novelppia is dominated by TS these days" 

"You crazy fucking weeb" 

After exchanging insults like that without any real malice, I got home around 8 PM. 

"Mom. I'm home" 

I opened the door lock and went inside, 

"Oh... you're back?" 

Mom came running out of the master bedroom with her face slightly flushed. 

"What were you doing?" 

"Huh? Oh... exercising. Have you eaten?" 

"Not yet" 

"Wait. I'll make you dinner" 

I sat at the table looking at my phone while waiting for Mom to prepare the food. 

'...Is it because of yesterday?' 

When I was playing with Gyu-tae it had subsided a bit, but being alone with Mom in the same space like this... those sounds I heard yesterday kept coming to mind and it became too awkward to look at her face. 

'You'd be okay with your son masturbating while watching you?' 

'I love it... ah... I love it oppa' 

What did she mean she loved it? Did she love being fucked? Or... did she really mean it was okay for me, her real son, to masturbate thinking about her? 

As I sank deep in thought, without realizing it my eyes kept going to Mom's back view as she cooked... or to be honest without pretense, to Mom's butt. 

She was dressed comfortably since it was just in front of her son, but it was too comfortable that was the problem. 

It was a string T-back panty with a thread-thin string between those huge buttocks... I've seen Mom in her underwear countless times before... but why is it suddenly so hard to take my eyes off that sight today? 

"Hyeon-seong. Are you sick?" 

"Huh? Ah, no?" 

"Then why is your face so red?" 

"What? It's nothing" 

I must have spoken a bit coldly, because Mom retreated with a slightly dejected expression. 

'Shit... this is driving me crazy' 

Actually, my lower body under the table was the problem so I had to react sharply. 

I had such a big erection it was tenting. I got annoyed in case Mom saw this. 

I quickly headed to the bathroom while Mom had her back turned again. 

I need to drain it fast, otherwise it'll stay up all evening. 

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In the bathroom, I desperately masturbated like crazy while imagining 'other fap material'. 

Trying to kill my inappropriately erect dick. 

Above all, getting hard while looking at Mom is such an unpleasant and disgusting thing. It's not right either. 

'Im So-hye from class 3-2... yeah, think about So-hye while jerking off... So-hye... So... shit...' 

But... it didn't go as well as I thought. 

To cum quickly I tried imagining Im So-hye, said to be the prettiest girl in 3rd year (sorry to her), as fap material, but the imaginary So-hye kept changing into Mom's face and butt. 

This is unavoidable. 

To confess... honestly, I couldn't look at Mom 100% purely like normal kids look at their moms. 

To just see Mom as only a mom... the experience of constantly seeing Mom's lewd sex life since I was young was too big. I had seen her as a woman too many times. 

Of course when I was young it didn't clearly develop into lust and rather it became normal so I just accepted it as natural between a married couple... but those images kept piling up in my subconscious. 

As my head grew and I explored porn with Gyu-tae, the meaning of it became clearer. 

And... the final blow was September 10th. 

From the day Mom came home completely wasted. The day she came with that vulgar and lewd graffiti drawn on her stomach. 

It was the day I directly witnessed Mom becoming another man's sexual plaything. 

I still sometimes have nightmares. That unbelievably vulgar graffiti saying 'Whore Sex Slave' engraved like a tattoo on Mom's white stomach. 

And below that, Mom's genitals all covered in sticky semen foam... the foam that only forms after repeated creampies and pounding even in porn was thickly coating Mom's crotch, and that image just wouldn't leave my retina. 

So I should clearly be angry at that Kwak Young-cheol, I should grab a knife and chase after him. 

Honestly, my heart wasn't 100% filled with anger. About 10% was filled with other thoughts. All kinds of stimulating imaginations kept popping up. 

The disgusting imagination started growing more and more, feeding on Mom's everyday but subtle arousal points like watering a tree. 

...So... yesterday when Kwak Young-cheol was fucking Mom in the next room. At that time I wanted to grab a knife and chase after him to kill him... but another son of a bitch in my heart whispered to listen a little more. Just listen a little more. Aren't you honestly turned on? 

And that son of a bitch is growing bigger and bigger. 

"Ah I'm really going crazy..." 

Mom's back view that I had seen countless times before could no longer be seen as nothing. 

Fuck, I think I'm going to go crazy from this erection that won't go down. 

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