The Man of the House

Chapter 151

“I’m going to start now.”

“It’s... more than I can taaa...ahhhhhn...”

“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be gentle.”

“You say that now... after you’ve ruined me.”

“You’re just being melodramatic. Is there anywhere else you want it?”

“Th-the... the bu...tt...”

“What?”

“M-my butt!”

“Fine, but I’m going to use my whole fist.”

“Ahhhn!!!”

“Twinsie... what is he doing to Mom?” Kelsey pinched her sister

“He-he’s just massaging her,” Kristy stated, but her voice seemed unconvinced.

“Are you sure? I’ve never heard mom make such strange noises.” Kelsey shook her head with a mortified expression.

My sisters were also being melodramatic. I was just giving mom a massage. I had given her many massages back in the previous world. One could say I was extremely accustomed to her body, as well as the bodies of all of my sisters. I knew all of their sensitive spots, triggers, and exactly how they liked it. I hadn’t thought about it when I made the offer to placate my mom, but I had never touched her in this world, so she was unused to being massaged.

In that respect, I might have taken things a bit far. Mom went from having not had the touch of a man in years to being touched exactly how she liked it. She had certainly acted more enthusiastically than I had ever seen her before. Her other self was a bit more subdued and perverted. Usually, she’d entice me into touching her private areas and it would lead to a sexual encounter. Since the roles were swapped, it was women who were supposed to be very expressive during sex while men did all the work. That meant that mom was more expressive now than I was used to, and it had caught me off guard.

I had tried to be reserved in this encounter. I didn’t want to touch mom in any way that might be inappropriate. However, I still knew her body intimately, and even when I wasn’t touching anything too naughty, she had quickly become jelly in my hands. Her moans and shouts had caught the intention of everyone in the house, although only the twins were brave enough to remain the entire time and watch the whole event. Perhaps, they felt it was penance for previously breaking mom’s rules, which was the only reason mom had ended up getting the massage in the first place. My other sisters had retreated to their rooms, and in one case, put on loud music to try to drown out the noises.

I finished kneading her ass with my fist, ignoring the gasps and moans. I was a bit rougher on her butt than she usually liked. A part of me had started to grow excited over mom’s sounds, and a part of me wanted to take her the whole way and see what kind of noises she made with her more feminine and expressive personality. I had bundled all of those dark desires and crushed them with my fists, which ended up meaning I took a little of my frustration out on her butt.

“Ow... Ow... Ow...” She whined.

“S-sorry...” I softened up for the remainder of her massage.

“You know Bethany?” I asked blatantly.

The guy blinked, and then he grinned. “That girl who always follows me around? Yeah, I know her, what about her?”

“Are you dating her?” I asked.

He chuckled. “Why? Are you interested? She sucks great dick. You should try it.”

I shook slightly, and take a step back. “She... sucked your dick?”

The three guys all broke into laughter and the main guy continued. “She does whatever I want. She spends every morning on her knees pleasuring all of us. She’s the best. You should have a taste. Ah... well, it will cost you. $50.”

This guy was trying to pimp out my sister to me. My first was moving before I could stop myself. I just managed to get a solid hit on him, but his two lackeys shoved me back.

“What the fuck?” The guy touched his blood lip as he stood back up. “Kick his ass!”

The two boys descended on me, just like last time. However, this time, they were pulling out knives. These weren’t the feminine boys who acted like young girls. This was a genuine gang of delinquents. They wouldn’t act weak like back then. Yet, I surprisingly felt calm. It was true I was furious, but I didn’t feel scared. I just knew that if I failed, then my sister would continue to be hurt. That wasn’t an option. I charged them.

Honestly, it wasn’t like the easy fights of that world. These guys fought back. It was painful, and I got hit many times. I blacked out for a lot of it, not remembering what happened. Fists were flying and people were grabbing at me. Flesh was cut and clothing was ripped. The only thing that kept me swinging was knowing I had to win. I had no choice. The sight of them taking advantage of my sister kept me burning with rage.

The next clear scene I had, the two guys were unconscious, and the leader was on the floor bloody and confused.

“J-just who the hell are you?” He demanded.

“I’m her brother,” I responded. “If you touch my sister again if you go anywhere near her... I will kill you.”

His face went white for a second, but then a hint of stubbornness appeared and he forced an insolent smile on his face. “Oh? You want to kill me, but I’m your sister’s lover. She’ll be really sad.”

I shook slightly, trying to ignore his words. “Shut the fuck up!”

“Haha... you should see her!” He laughed even as blood came from his mouth. “She takes my entire cock down her throat like a champ. That girl has practically no gag reflex. She hates the taste of cum and spits it out, but I make her swallow my load. You should see her face when deep throats my cock and swallows my cum. She moans like a slut!”

“Oh...” I smiled and let out a laugh of relief. “Thank god.”

“Eh?”

“That doesn’t describe how my sister sucks cock at all. She’s never sucked yours.”

He blinked, a confused expression on his face. I raised my foot and stomped, the last thing he saw before he lost consciousness.