In the quiet solitude of his room, he stares at his test results, the numbers a cruel reminder of his failure. The tension between him and his mother has been building for weeks, each day of school and study punctuated by relentless lectures and the promise of more if his grades don’t improve. But what really sets him on edge is the growing distance between him and his mother—both emotionally and physically. Usually, after a long day of being scolded, he would escape into a private world of fantasy, imagining himself pushing into his mother, letting his desires consume him. That escape had been his solace, his way of coping with the stress of school and the pressure from his parents.
That solace was taken from him when his father started working from home. With his father now spending most of his day at home, the chance for a private moment with his mother was gone. The thought of being scolded by his father only added to the frustration, and now, every time he came home, his father was already there, waiting. The dreams of intimacy with his mother were now a distant memory, replaced by the reality of endless study and the looming threat of more lectures.
But fate had a way of turning things around. A sudden business trip from his father gave him a chance—just one night, but enough to make up for months of longing. The moment he got the go-ahead, he rushed to prepare, drinking an energy supplement to boost his stamina. The anticipation was almost unbearable. When he finally met his mother, the reality of it was even more intense than he imagined. The pleasure was overwhelming, the connection deep, and for the first time in a long while, he felt truly alive. As he let himself lose in the moment, he knew that this was just the beginning.
