Chapter 4: Fear

Xiao Wei had never slept so comfortably before.

If it weren’t for the sunlight that the thick curtains couldn’t block, turning his eyelids bright yellow, he felt that he could sleep for another hour or so.

But when he opened his eyes at this time, he didn’t feel tired at all.

“Um-ha!”

Stretching beautifully after waking up is definitely one of the happiest moments in life!

Xiao Wei thought.

Then, his lowered palm touched a warm rod-like object.

Xiao Wei looked down and saw the masturbator with an evil appearance entering his sight.

He suddenly remembered the madness of last night.

The entanglement of the flesh wall, the sucking of the little mouth, the splashing of the obscene fluid, the bone-eroding pleasure.

Then a wave of fear surged into his heart.

He pulled back the quilt and saw the penis hanging limply on his belly like a bug. He breathed a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, the penis is still alive.” Xiaowei picked up the masturbator and observed the culprit that had obsessed him last night and frightened him today. The cup body was still dark red with green veins, and the small hole was bright red and squeezed into a slit. The length and diameter had not changed, just like it was just taken out of the box. “Where’s the semen? Where are my big bubbles of semen?” Although he didn’t know how many shots he had ejaculated in the end, Xiaowei still remembered at least the first two ejaculations. Logically, even if the quality of the masturbator was good enough and he hadn’t fucked it to the point of deformation, there should be some traces left after the various liquids were mixed and dried. But although the masturbator in front of him looked disgusting, it was indeed clean as new, and there was not even a trace of dirt around the small hole. Seeing this, a word suddenly emerged in Xiaowei’s mind. “Self-cleaning?”

This unscientific scene made him shudder fiercely, and he looked at the penis under him again, which seemed to be safe.

Xiao Wei fiddled with his penis anxiously, carefully feeling every inch of change, and relaxed again after confirming that everything was normal: “Well ... it seems that it will not affect me.”

At this time, as if the lower body awakened by the fiddling suddenly felt itchy, Xiao Wei grinned and scratched for a long time, raised his hand and saw that the nails were full of white flakes.

He opened his thighs and took a look, only to find that the whole crotch was covered with a thick membrane, and there were several places in the middle that were damaged by him, and there were still a piece of fine gray-white debris scattered on the edge.

The membrane that had long been dried stuck to the body, tightening the skin, and the gray-white marks went all the way down, all the way to the buttocks.

Xiao Wei moved his buttocks away and saw large groups of white water stains on the bed, like a soldier’s medal, showing the glorious record of last night.

“Little thing, there’s quite a lot of water...”

He glanced at the masturbation cup beside him, then curled his lips and sucked his teeth: “Now I have to wash the sheets, don’t let mom see...”

Speaking of mom, he suddenly remembered: why didn’t she wake him up in the morning?

Could it be that he didn’t hear it?

Xiaowei raised his head and looked at the door that had been locked and not opened since last night, with a trace of relief on his face: “If you didn’t hear it, you didn’t hear it. At most, you will be scolded. These things can’t be seen.”

Xiaowei sneaked out of the bedroom, holding a ball of sheets in his hand, sneaking all the way, moving towards the bathroom like a spy behind enemy lines.

When passing by my mother’s room, I glanced carefully. I didn’t see anyone, but I smelled the smell of air freshener. I was shocked to realize that my bedroom must be full of odors, so I hurried my feet and thought about going back to open the window for ventilation after finishing the work.

“But why did my mom spray air freshener in the room?” Without thinking too much, Xiaowei trotted to the bathroom, but heard the humming sound of the washing machine through the door, and his heart skipped a beat. “It’s over, my mom is washing clothes, I’ll be caught if I go in now!” But I can’t not wash it! I can’t put it back, nor can I hide it first and then put a new one, I will definitely be questioned! --Only this sheet of his is the gray-blue one that he bought at a huge expense, and the others are the tender pink ones bought by his mother ... In his mother’s words, “How many times a year do you lie down? Of course I have to choose the color I like to decorate my home!” The color difference is too big. Xiaowei looked at the sheet in his hand, wrapped the part that showed the water stain inside, gritted his teeth, pushed the door and walked into the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he saw his mother standing in front of the washing machine, revealing a back figure. For some reason, she didn’t wear her favorite nightgown, but a thin two-piece spring and autumn pajamas. Her hair, which had just been done yesterday, was tangled together, and it looked messy after being wetted by sweat and dried.

“Ahem!”

Xiaowei coughed lightly and greeted his mother, “Mom...”

As soon as the word “Mom” came out, his heart was shaken, as if he was back to the time when he was red-eyed and frantically pulling out the masturbation cup last night, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at his mother’s buttocks.

“What are you thinking about!”

Xiaowei cursed himself inwardly, took a deep breath, held his breath, and tried his best to pretend to be natural and said again: “Mom, what a coincidence that you are here to wash clothes too?”

After saying that, he wanted to slap himself twice, what a coincidence! Clothes are usually put in the clothes basket!

But he saw that his mother didn’t hear it, and stood there in a daze without moving.

Xiaowei hesitated for two seconds, took a few steps forward, and found another topic: “You have to take care of your hairstyle. You can’t just leave it like this.”