“Keita, Mom is going to take a little nap, but hang in there, okay?”
“Alright, take care.”
Looking extremely tired, Mom said this to Dad, who had just entered the living room, and then left the room.
“Good job.”
Grandpa quietly thanked Mom. Dad said nothing.
Today marks exactly two weeks since the “24-hour surveillance” by the family began.
That day, I lied to Dad and had sex with the lady.
When Dad and Grandpa questioned me about why my swollen balls had returned to their normal size, I honestly told them that I had sex with her.
Neither Dad nor Grandpa got angry; they just quietly cried.
――Hasshaku-sama, who has learned the taste of semen, will pursue you endlessly.
I remember this story well because it was the reason I learned about sex. Also, on the day I had sex with her, I was told this story over and over again. I was so obsessed with sex that I just let it go in one ear and out the other.
She had never tasted my semen before. That’s why she could only meet me in that room.
So, I was relatively safe, but I had been cursed to be unable to ejaculate, and to break the curse, I had to spend the night in that room, shutting her out, as per the legend.
Yet, in the end, she learned the taste of my semen. And I wanted it myself…
The lady didn’t take me away, so she could come to see me anytime, which was the best thing for me.
But my family thought differently. They believed Hasshaku-sama would take me away. Because of this, Dad and Grandpa decided to “monitor me 24 hours a day” to prevent Hasshaku-sama from taking me.
This meant I couldn’t meet her. That was a problem, so I repeatedly insisted that she wouldn’t take me away. In fact, even after having sex, I wasn’t taken away, and she never broke her promise.
But I lied to Dad to have sex. So, they no longer believed what I said.
Thus, my family took turns constantly watching me.
Even when I went to the bathroom, I was never alone. Naturally, I couldn’t jerk off. It was hell.
About a week after the surveillance started, I gave up and jerked off in front of Dad and Mom.
Dad stopped me immediately, but it felt really good because it was the first time I had held back so much since learning to jerk off. Mom cried as she watched me jerk off, making weird noises.
After that, my wrists were tied behind my back so I couldn’t jerk off, but I still tried to feel good by rubbing my dick against the desk or the floor.
Seeing this, Dad finally tied me to the bed.
Even in that state, I kept moving my hips. Just rubbing against my pants felt good. No one tried to stop me anymore.
In the quiet room, my pathetic voice and the creaking of the bed echoed. That has been my daily routine recently.
In reality, if I wanted to, I could have forced my way out of the room to see her. But I didn’t. Because I wanted to save up a lot of semen and release it inside her.
She, who was obsessed with my semen, was very strange. I don’t remember it well because I was about to lose consciousness, but she made very strange noises. Also, wanting to suck my dick and drink it, and even putting her finger in my butt, was not normal. But it felt unbelievably good, and thinking about her at that time made my dick very hard.
I was happy that she went crazy for my semen and needed me, so I desperately endured the painful and frustrating feeling of not being able to ejaculate.
Day by day, my balls were getting bigger and heavier. Imagining ejaculating inside her made them shrink tightly, and it hurt like my lower abdomen was being gouged out. It felt really good.
I wondered what would happen if they kept getting bigger. Would she praise my big balls? That mix of fear and excitement made my balls bounce intensely.
“Ugh…”
A pain I had never felt before ran through my entire body, and I instinctively knew I was at my limit.
Even though I knew I couldn’t come, my whole body tried to find a way to come, tensing and relaxing, making my body writhe. Ah, it felt good.
“Are you serious, Dad?”
In the room where the only sound was the creaking of the bed, Dad’s voice suddenly echoed.
Dad and Grandpa were using chat app to have a conversation they didn’t want me to hear, even though we were in the same room. They had been fiddling with their phones for a while, so they must have been talking.
“We have no choice but to cut them off…”
Following Dad, Grandpa also spoke up.
“That’s impossible.”
“Then do you plan to let Keita go crazy? Or give him to Hasshaku-sama!? Besides, kids in the village are being taken. Even Wajima’s grandson! That’s the third one! We can’t just ignore it.”
Huh…?
“Keita is one of the victims!”
“It started suddenly last week! It must be the curse for hiding Keita from Hasshaku-sama!”
Both of them were getting emotional, loudly talking about things I didn’t know.
“It was written that even castration didn’t work! Keita will be fine; he’s already endured for two weeks.”
“Are you going to rely on what those unreliable guys say! Then go cry to them! Keita will end up being their guinea pig!”
Grandpa was shouting with a scary face I had never seen before. I didn’t really understand what they were talking about.
But when Grandpa said “cut them off,” he probably meant my balls. They had talked about that before.
If my balls were cut off… she would abandon me…! That can’t happen! I have to go see her right now…!
I don’t know where she is. I have no plan. But I have a plan to get out of this room.
“D-Dad.”
As soon as I thought I might be able to see her, my balls started to ache again. I desperately suppressed the urge to make a sound and called Dad.
“K-Keita, sorry, what is it?”
Dad snapped back to reality and asked awkwardly.
“The bathroom… I’ve been holding it…”
I lied again.
“Are you okay? You looked like you were in a lot of pain earlier…”
“I’m calm now, so I think I can go…”
“I-I see.”
Dad, worried that I might jerk off again, carefully untied the rope.
In reality, thinking I might see her, my dick was horribly erect, twitching noticeably.
“Don’t worry about what Grandpa said. Now, put your hands behind your back.”
To prevent me from going crazy jerking off, Dad would kneel behind me and tie the rope when I went to the bathroom. The angle was always the same.
Before he could finish tying, I bent forward and kicked my right foot back as hard as I could, hitting Dad’s groin.
“Ugh…!”
I ran away from the collapsing Dad.
“Keita!!”
Ignoring Grandpa’s voice calling me, I dashed out of the room.