Evil Son: C26-1
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: Part One
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[If it so happens... this story suddenly comes to an abrupt stop here, how about we take a moment to go back to the past, for a quick round up.]
But, sadly, his body's secret had gotten discovered by three boys n his class! He was then brutally rаped by all of them, getting him pregnant!
Twenty years ago, there was a high school boy by the name of Yu Yanzhang. And although he had always been ashamed of his body's secret, a secret he never wanted anyone to see, deep in his heart, he had always wished for better and wonderful life for himself.
He had to drop out of school, and even though he saw himself as a man, he had hide out in some hospital in the middle of nowhere so he could give birth to that evil seed within him—give birth to it and throw it away—toss away that evil spawn.
Twenty years ago, there was a high school boy by the name of Yu Yanzhang. And although he had always been ashamed of his body's secret, a secret he never wanted anyone to see, deep in his heart, he had always wished for better and wonderful life for himself.
People... they seem to always be craving love.
He then sent his son off to university, and he met his son's roommate, Meng Fei, after that. He was practically the first person in this world to show him any tenderness and understanding—the first man, that is.
His son was all smiles as he spoke to him, grasping him tight with one arm while stroking all over his body with the other. He touched him from his nape to the depths between his thighs, inserting his fingers shallowly at first, their rough sexual encounters earlier causing that place to still remain swollen and moist. Yu Jiang them easily thrust his finger fully inside—deeper, breaking through that secret place's entrance, forcing Yu Yanzhang's still weak and sensitive body to writhe and wriggle without his control.
But, sadly, his body's secret had gotten discovered by three boys n his class! He was then brutally rаped by all of them, getting him pregnant!
So... during that period where his parents were absent, he was repeatedly rаped, brutalised and abused. In the end, he felt as though his body was no longer his own, as though he was nothing but a blob of dead flesh whose sole existence was to be kneaded and pinched by others. He begged for mercy, he pleaded with them for the slightest shred of mercy! But no one showed him any mercy... the one who had to save him was himself, along with the aid of Tang Sen's sister. He had finally escaped that prison, and he had finally gone to the states for treatment... but... he had to come back again, he again got all his hopes blasted to smithereens. Still, he was still young. He still had hope. He still had options. He still... he still did, right?
He had to drop out of school, and even though he saw himself as a man, he had hide out in some hospital in the middle of nowhere so he could give birth to that evil seed within him—give birth to it and throw it away—toss away that evil spawn.
What about now? Of course things are better, he is out, he is free, though his physical disability still prevails. And as for those three devils, you ask? One is already in the grave: Tang Sen. Another is current on his way: Liu Wei... as for Meng Zhaoxiong... well, amongst the three, Yu Yanzhang actually didn't hate him as fervently, so just forget about him.
Every time his son forced him down below him, forced his legs wide, forced that part of his into his own furthest depths, Yu Yanzhang would curl into himself with that cold and shivering body; doing his best to endure the simultaneous pleasure and pain. His mind would be a mess, a mess which would think in its haze: Being together with Yu Jiang, staying like this, would get me strangled to death by his love sooner or later...
Despite that youth utilising coercive and roguish means to forcibly possess his body, once being held in his embrace, hearing those sweet and deep words of affection, for some reason had made his heart issue a constant felling of warmth as if it were melting.
They destroyed me, and I destroyed you. What difference does it make, huh! What difference is there at all! It's all my heart, lungs, stomach—all my flesh and blood! If it's going to be ripped, if its going to be gnawed by teeth, then I'll do it first—I'll do it myself!
Every time his son forced him down below him, forced his legs wide, forced that part of his into his own furthest depths, Yu Yanzhang would curl into himself with that cold and shivering body; doing his best to endure the simultaneous pleasure and pain. His mind would be a mess, a mess which would think in its haze: Being together with Yu Jiang, staying like this, would get me strangled to death by his love sooner or later...
It was painful, so painful, but not that kind of pain, the pain derived from loneliness, the kind of hurt that causes a heart to grow hard and cold. Even the slightest slivers of warmth were noting but that, slivers. No more was he able to indulge in those ardent hopes and emotions of his youth.
People... they seem to always be craving love.
It was destroyed. Right?
N/A
He then sent his son off to university, and he met his son's roommate, Meng Fei, after that. He was practically the first person in this world to show him any tenderness and understanding—the first man, that is.
His parents then promised him they'd send to the US to get the surgery after he graduated university—he would finally be able to become a man— a "real" man!
But even then, he was still young... he still had a chance.
Yu Yanzhang currently stood in a corner of the long hospital hallway, hiding himself, waiting for Yu Jiang to handle the paperwork oh his behalf.
His parents then promised him they'd send to the US to get the surgery after he graduated university—he would finally be able to become a man— a "real" man!
They destroyed me, and I destroyed you. What difference does it make, huh! What difference is there at all! It's all my heart, lungs, stomach—all my flesh and blood! If it's going to be ripped, if its going to be gnawed by teeth, then I'll do it first—I'll do it myself!
From then on, he'd live with his head held high! A happy life—a life where he could bad the in the sunshine of normalcy! He could smile normally, fall in love normally, marry normally, live normally. Back then, he was so young. Then after he had gotten into university, who would've ever expected he would again meet those three devils! Um, no... it had begun with three, but then it was two—one of them had gone off to the United States.
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Yu Jiang's "love" was like heroіn... it was tempting, irresistible, but in the end, there was only one path it's lead to: death.
The doctor he was dealing with was the older sister of one of his subordinates, and Yu Jiang had assured him that she would not divulge his secret to another soul. His son then smiled sweetly, and made a slashing motion with his hand. "If she does dare breathe a word of this to anyone, I promise you, there'll be another headless female corpse amongst the dead in this city.
So... during that period where his parents were absent, he was repeatedly rаped, brutalised and abused. In the end, he felt as though his body was no longer his own, as though he was nothing but a blob of dead flesh whose sole existence was to be kneaded and pinched by others. He begged for mercy, he pleaded with them for the slightest shred of mercy! But no one showed him any mercy... the one who had to save him was himself, along with the aid of Tang Sen's sister. He had finally escaped that prison, and he had finally gone to the states for treatment... but... he had to come back again, he again got all his hopes blasted to smithereens. Still, he was still young. He still had hope. He still had options. He still... he still did, right?
From the small to the big, from the young to the old, who isn't—who amongst them is not!
From the small to the big, from the young to the old, who isn't—who amongst them is not!
He was no longer that fair, shy, gentle, delicate and bright-eyed youth of the past. He has long been just a man entering middle-age, a man who was married, and whose wife made him the father of their son! Yet he was still dragged into that basement by Liu Wei, kept in that dark, grimy place were he was ravaged and brutalised endlessly every day and night. He was forced to bear that man's offspring, he was subjected to countless curses and beatings... Yu Yanzhang even had the constant illusion back then he was no longer a human, he was no longer a man. He was nothing but some rodent kept in a dark burrow, forced to push out an endless litter of piglets like a bred sow. It hurts... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so damn much!
Later down the road, he succumbed to his parents' will and took up the governmental seat held by his father, becoming a mediocre, but stable, official. Then, for a time, his life was quite peaceful. He raised Yu Jiang, and that once youthful spirit of his had now disappeared in totality.
He was no longer that fair, shy, gentle, delicate and bright-eyed youth of the past. He has long been just a man entering middle-age, a man who was married, and whose wife made him the father of their son! Yet he was still dragged into that basement by Liu Wei, kept in that dark, grimy place were he was ravaged and brutalised endlessly every day and night. He was forced to bear that man's offspring, he was subjected to countless curses and beatings... Yu Yanzhang even had the constant illusion back then he was no longer a human, he was no longer a man. He was nothing but some rodent kept in a dark burrow, forced to push out an endless litter of piglets like a bred sow. It hurts... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so damn much!
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
His parents then promised him they'd send to the US to get the surgery after he graduated university—he would finally be able to become a man— a "real" man!
It was painful, so painful, but not that kind of pain, the pain derived from loneliness, the kind of hurt that causes a heart to grow hard and cold. Even the slightest slivers of warmth were noting but that, slivers. No more was he able to indulge in those ardent hopes and emotions of his youth.
But even then, he was still young... he still had a chance.
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
But even then, he was still young... he still had a chance.
He then sent his son off to university, and he met his son's roommate, Meng Fei, after that. He was practically the first person in this world to show him any tenderness and understanding—the first man, that is.
As if reluctant, he then sneered in a hateful tone:
The first first to do this was Tang Lei.
From then on, he'd live with his head held high! A happy life—a life where he could bad the in the sunshine of normalcy! He could smile normally, fall in love normally, marry normally, live normally. Back then, he was so young. Then after he had gotten into university, who would've ever expected he would again meet those three devils! Um, no... it had begun with three, but then it was two—one of them had gone off to the United States.
Despite that youth utilising coercive and roguish means to forcibly possess his body, once being held in his embrace, hearing those sweet and deep words of affection, for some reason had made his heart issue a constant felling of warmth as if it were melting.
It was destroyed. Right?
People... they seem to always be craving love.
Yu Jiang's "love" was like heroіn... it was tempting, irresistible, but in the end, there was only one path it's lead to: death.
From the small to the big, from the young to the old, who isn't—who amongst them is not!
Later down the road, he succumbed to his parents' will and took up the governmental seat held by his father, becoming a mediocre, but stable, official. Then, for a time, his life was quite peaceful. He raised Yu Jiang, and that once youthful spirit of his had now disappeared in totality.
What he never saw coming was that while this sweet prospect was developing, the horrors he had once known was again on the cusp of repeating.
He said such words, but upon seeing his father's red and swollen face, along with the gradual tricking of wetness in those strangely apathetic eyes, that son only moved to seize Yu Yanzhang's lips with his own pitying and fiery kiss. He kissed him madly, as if he was trying to draw his father's bone and flesh into his own stomach to dissolve it all in his stomach and digest it into poisonous blood.
N/A
From the small to the big, from the young to the old, who isn't—who amongst them is not!
He was no longer that fair, shy, gentle, delicate and bright-eyed youth of the past. He has long been just a man entering middle-age, a man who was married, and whose wife made him the father of their son! Yet he was still dragged into that basement by Liu Wei, kept in that dark, grimy place were he was ravaged and brutalised endlessly every day and night. He was forced to bear that man's offspring, he was subjected to countless curses and beatings... Yu Yanzhang even had the constant illusion back then he was no longer a human, he was no longer a man. He was nothing but some rodent kept in a dark burrow, forced to push out an endless litter of piglets like a bred sow. It hurts... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so damn much!
What he never saw coming was that while this sweet prospect was developing, the horrors he had once known was again on the cusp of repeating.
People... they seem to always be craving love.
What he never saw coming was that while this sweet prospect was developing, the horrors he had once known was again on the cusp of repeating.
What about now? Of course things are better, he is out, he is free, though his physical disability still prevails. And as for those three devils, you ask? One is already in the grave: Tang Sen. Another is current on his way: Liu Wei... as for Meng Zhaoxiong... well, amongst the three, Yu Yanzhang actually didn't hate him as fervently, so just forget about him.
Yu Yanzhang knew well that callus and cruel expression worn by his son was nothing but infatuation, an obsession he had with himself. His son simply couldn't bear to have him accompany him at night, As though if he doesn't use his young and strong body to exhaust his own weak and debauched body in pure pleasure, that guy simple wouldn't be able to fall asleep. But... Yu Jiang was also quite cruel. He would say he loved Yu Yanzhang, while ravaging and abusing his body, without the slightest concern towards that older man's pregnant body, nor of how exhausted or weakened he had become.
The doctor he was dealing with was the older sister of one of his subordinates, and Yu Jiang had assured him that she would not divulge his secret to another soul. His son then smiled sweetly, and made a slashing motion with his hand. "If she does dare breathe a word of this to anyone, I promise you, there'll be another headless female corpse amongst the dead in this city.
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
Is that it? Has all the debts been settled?
Despite that youth utilising coercive and roguish means to forcibly possess his body, once being held in his embrace, hearing those sweet and deep words of affection, for some reason had made his heart issue a constant felling of warmth as if it were melting.
◈◇◈
Yu Yanzhang currently stood in a corner of the long hospital hallway, hiding himself, waiting for Yu Jiang to handle the paperwork oh his behalf.
Is that it? Has all the debts been settled?
"So shameless! How could you be so damn shameless! The minute a hand enters you, you twist that аss of yours like a bіtch in heat and latch onto it tight! So fυcking lewd, so goddamn debauched!" Yu Jiang yanked out his hand that was already coated in a milky coat of slick, then fiercely struck Yu Yanzhang across the face. He looked down at the pregnant belly before him, hesitating for a bit, yet still delivered fierce strikes to his father's backside and waist. "You fυcking bіtch! You really don't deserve to be treated well by a goddamn soul!"
From the small to the big, from the young to the old, who isn't—who amongst them is not!
The doctor he was dealing with was the older sister of one of his subordinates, and Yu Jiang had assured him that she would not divulge his secret to another soul. His son then smiled sweetly, and made a slashing motion with his hand. "If she does dare breathe a word of this to anyone, I promise you, there'll be another headless female corpse amongst the dead in this city.
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
It was painful, so painful, but not that kind of pain, the pain derived from loneliness, the kind of hurt that causes a heart to grow hard and cold. Even the slightest slivers of warmth were noting but that, slivers. No more was he able to indulge in those ardent hopes and emotions of his youth.
Twenty years ago, there was a high school boy by the name of Yu Yanzhang. And although he had always been ashamed of his body's secret, a secret he never wanted anyone to see, deep in his heart, he had always wished for better and wonderful life for himself.
His son was all smiles as he spoke to him, grasping him tight with one arm while stroking all over his body with the other. He touched him from his nape to the depths between his thighs, inserting his fingers shallowly at first, their rough sexual encounters earlier causing that place to still remain swollen and moist. Yu Jiang them easily thrust his finger fully inside—deeper, breaking through that secret place's entrance, forcing Yu Yanzhang's still weak and sensitive body to writhe and wriggle without his control.
Death in the throes of pleasure was all there was.
What he never saw coming was that while this sweet prospect was developing, the horrors he had once known was again on the cusp of repeating.
His parents then promised him they'd send to the US to get the surgery after he graduated university—he would finally be able to become a man— a "real" man!
"So shameless! How could you be so damn shameless! The minute a hand enters you, you twist that аss of yours like a bіtch in heat and latch onto it tight! So fυcking lewd, so goddamn debauched!" Yu Jiang yanked out his hand that was already coated in a milky coat of slick, then fiercely struck Yu Yanzhang across the face. He looked down at the pregnant belly before him, hesitating for a bit, yet still delivered fierce strikes to his father's backside and waist. "You fυcking bіtch! You really don't deserve to be treated well by a goddamn soul!"
The first first to do this was Tang Lei.
He said such words, but upon seeing his father's red and swollen face, along with the gradual tricking of wetness in those strangely apathetic eyes, that son only moved to seize Yu Yanzhang's lips with his own pitying and fiery kiss. He kissed him madly, as if he was trying to draw his father's bone and flesh into his own stomach to dissolve it all in his stomach and digest it into poisonous blood.
His son was all smiles as he spoke to him, grasping him tight with one arm while stroking all over his body with the other. He touched him from his nape to the depths between his thighs, inserting his fingers shallowly at first, their rough sexual encounters earlier causing that place to still remain swollen and moist. Yu Jiang them easily thrust his finger fully inside—deeper, breaking through that secret place's entrance, forcing Yu Yanzhang's still weak and sensitive body to writhe and wriggle without his control.
As if reluctant, he then sneered in a hateful tone:
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: Part One
"You're so disgusting, and I can't for the life of me understand why I love you."
He had to drop out of school, and even though he saw himself as a man, he had hide out in some hospital in the middle of nowhere so he could give birth to that evil seed within him—give birth to it and throw it away—toss away that evil spawn.
Yu Yanzhang knew well that callus and cruel expression worn by his son was nothing but infatuation, an obsession he had with himself. His son simply couldn't bear to have him accompany him at night, As though if he doesn't use his young and strong body to exhaust his own weak and debauched body in pure pleasure, that guy simple wouldn't be able to fall asleep. But... Yu Jiang was also quite cruel. He would say he loved Yu Yanzhang, while ravaging and abusing his body, without the slightest concern towards that older man's pregnant body, nor of how exhausted or weakened he had become.
It was painful, so painful, but not that kind of pain, the pain derived from loneliness, the kind of hurt that causes a heart to grow hard and cold. Even the slightest slivers of warmth were noting but that, slivers. No more was he able to indulge in those ardent hopes and emotions of his youth.
Every time his son forced him down below him, forced his legs wide, forced that part of his into his own furthest depths, Yu Yanzhang would curl into himself with that cold and shivering body; doing his best to endure the simultaneous pleasure and pain. His mind would be a mess, a mess which would think in its haze: Being together with Yu Jiang, staying like this, would get me strangled to death by his love sooner or later...
He then sent his son off to university, and he met his son's roommate, Meng Fei, after that. He was practically the first person in this world to show him any tenderness and understanding—the first man, that is.
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
Yu Yanzhang only had one wish, he wished to live a peaceful life for all his days. This was is wish even though his son, Yu Jiang, seemed to to hate him to his core, to the extent that boy would force himself on him, and those times caused him a great degree of pain every time—at all times. All because that unseen body of his had even stoked the ire of those of those who shared his blood, even they hated him and showed him nothing but discrimination.
Yu Jiang's "love" was like heroіn... it was tempting, irresistible, but in the end, there was only one path it's lead to: death.
Twenty years ago, there was a high school boy by the name of Yu Yanzhang. And although he had always been ashamed of his body's secret, a secret he never wanted anyone to see, deep in his heart, he had always wished for better and wonderful life for himself.
Death in the throes of pleasure was all there was.
"You're so disgusting, and I can't for the life of me understand why I love you."
N/A
"So shameless! How could you be so damn shameless! The minute a hand enters you, you twist that аss of yours like a bіtch in heat and latch onto it tight! So fυcking lewd, so goddamn debauched!" Yu Jiang yanked out his hand that was already coated in a milky coat of slick, then fiercely struck Yu Yanzhang across the face. He looked down at the pregnant belly before him, hesitating for a bit, yet still delivered fierce strikes to his father's backside and waist. "You fυcking bіtch! You really don't deserve to be treated well by a goddamn soul!"
Author's Note:
Notes:
Anyhow, if you imagine the interludes are Yu Yanzhang narrating his own story in the third person, it feels as though he had a complete, like fully complete, mental break. Picture him recalling this story while sitting in the office, while walking down the hall, as though it wasn't even his, but every now again the screams of his real feelings break through.
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