Chapter 100: Chapter 99

By the time the car drove up in the driveway, it was already dark out. Mom pulled up and then turned out the headlights, plunging us into the dark silence. Things had gotten pretty intense a short time ago, but once we had both finished satisfying ourselves, she had gotten back into the driver’s seat, straightened out her clothing, and then drove us back home. I had put my drained cock away, zipped up my pants, and righted my car seat. We hadn’t said another thing to each other. Compared to the times I had played with my sisters, this time felt much more awkward.

This woman was my mother. At the moment, we had said a lot and done a lot. Part of it had just come from frustration. Part of it came from a lingering desire. I also had to admit that part of it came from just wanting to burn everything to the ground. There was a time where Mom had been my last bastion of normalcy. I had teased her a few times when I was still getting used to this world, but I hadn’t banged her.

Then, my world was flipped upside down, and the next thing I know she was riding my cock while showing me expressions I never imagined I even wanted to see on her. Did I want this to happen? I didn’t even know, and I didn’t think mother knew either. However, it had happened. We had opened up the box, and now there was no hope of putting it back in.

“Moth-” I started.

“Noa- ahh… you go first.” Mother went at the same time I did.

“No, you go first.” I declared.

“Okay…” She let out a long breath. “Noah… I’m scared.”

I blinked, looking up at my mother as she stared out the front windshield into the darkness in front of our house. Her eyes looked tired, and her body looked stressed. I could see fear, frustration, and hopelessness too. It was etched into every line of her face. Perhaps for the first time, I looked at my mother… as a woman. I had always seen her as a rock, constantly keeping the family going. I started to realize just how vulnerable she was. More than that, she had been doing it all on her own.

“Mother…”

 “The day your father brought you home… it destroyed me.” She continued. “I thought I could never love again, but then… I laid my eyes on you, and I realized you were all mine. I think… the reason that I stayed with your father for so long was that I didn’t want to lose you. I wanted to hold you and keep you for myself. I kept telling myself these were just normal feelings, but at some point, I knew I loved you more than anything. Noah, I don’t want a lose you. I’m afraid of things changing. I’m afraid of you growing up. I’m afraid of you leaving. Can’t I just… have you to myself?”

I reached out and grabbed her hands in her lap. “Mother, I already said it before. You’re not going to lose me. You’re my woman now. I won’t let you go.”

“Noah…” Her eyes started to tear up.

“As for having me by yourself, you already have a relationship with me no one else can have. You’re my mother. No matter what happens, that bond is forever.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Mother, I love you. I love every part of you. You’re incredible… and I don’t just mean your body. You’ve taken care of me my entire life. You’ve worked selflessly for a job you hate under a complete bitch scumbag of a boss who openly tried to ruin your life just so you could continue to support your family. Without any financial help from any of us or the support of a husband, you’ve managed to raise six incredible, beautiful women, and then me as well. You’re beyond amazing. You’re my mother.”

“Oh…” Her body shook, and tears started flowing down her cheeks. “Ah… damn… look at me crying like a man.”

“No…” I shook my head. “You’re just a woman.”

I leaned forward and kissed her lips gently, then pulled back. I used the sleeve of my shirt to wipe the tears from her cheeks. As I cleaned them away, her eyes lifted, and with beauty, I wondered how I could have seen her as anything but the incredible woman that she was.

As our eyes met, I felt my heart tightening. I recognized that look she was giving me. It was a look she had given me countless times before. It wasn’t a look from this life. It was a look from my previous life. When the roles were reversed, she had always shot me such a look. It only ever lasted for a fleeting second, and I always ignored it. It was usually right after we had a bad argument, or I had refused to do something that she asked me to do.

I used to think it was a look that said I was a disappointment. It was a look I had come to dread. It was one of the reasons I had been so eager to move out. As long as I got out of that house, I wouldn’t have to be judged by her.

It only took seeing it now, in the full context of our conversation, in a world that had been spun on its head, when I finally understood what that look meant. It was a look of sorrow. She was disappointed, but it was a disappointment in herself. It was a look begging for help. It was a look that wanted someone to hold her, to support her, and keep her going. Mother was the strongest woman I knew, but she was also as fragile as a flower.

“Wh-what?” She asked, seeming to notice the intense look I gave her.

“I’m… going to take responsibility.” As soon as I spoke the words, I knew that I meant them.

“Huh?”

“I’m going to take care of you. I’m going to take care of everyone.”

London had once asked me if I was going to keep playing around with women and doing whatever I wanted. I told her I wanted to be better. However, what had I changed? I had realized I had wanted more, but I didn’t know what I wanted. I supposed it took to this point to realize what I wanted. London had been wrong about one thing. She had said that my sisters would be my support. I should just lean on them and let them take care of me.

They had. All of them had been taking care of me, ever since the beginning. Not just in this world, but in the previous. I had just taken it for granted, and continued to live my life in a bubble in my room, only desiring to run away and escape my family as quickly as possible. I completely ignored a sister who was infatuated with me, a mother who was in love with me, and little sister who idolized me, a pair of twins who desired me, and a few big sisters who needed me.

I was all they expected from me in this world. After all, I was just a man. Yet, that was no longer satisfying. I wanted more. I wanted to support them back. I didn’t want to be a man of this world, and I didn’t want to be a man of that world either. I wanted to be a man for myself. I wanted to be the man of my house, and the man of my family. Yes, after all of it, that was the missing piece. I wanted my family.

“Mom, let’s go.” I smiled at her, even though she was still giving me a confused expression.

I couldn’t articulate my thoughts to her clearly. Rather, there was no point in telling her. It was just better that I showed her. I had spent my time in this world struggling aimlessly. The only reason I hadn’t fallen into a bad end was that I was being supported by so many women. London, Mackenzie, Dawn, Kristy, Kelsey, and even Bethany had all been looking out for me behind the scenes. Mother had as well. Now, it was time I looked out for them.

We entered the house to see the light was on, and to my surprise, six girls were standing in our small kitchen waiting for us. Mother was just as shocked as she walked in behind me to see everyone up and waiting.

“Noah!”

“Noah…”

“Brother.”

“Wh-what are you all doing here?”

I was a bit flustered. I had only just come to this revelation, and suddenly I was confronted by everyone. Not to mention Mother and I had just been having sex, and anyone who looked closely might notice the signs. Even London had shown up, and she didn’t live here!

“Bethany told us what happened!” London spoke up first. “How could we not be worried?”

Bethany looked down, blushing slightly, but then her hand made a fist, and she glared up as if she was asserting she had every right to tell everyone.

“H-happened?” Mother didn’t handle the surprise much better than me.

“You were attacked and raped by a woman in the office?” Mackenzie looked like it was obvious.

Oh, right! That happened today too! That would be the thing Bethany would have talked about. She hadn’t been around for the rest of it.

“I’m fine,” I tried to wave it off.

“How can you be fine?” Kristy cried out.

“If I see that woman, I’m going to kick her ass!” Kelsey punched her fist into her hand.

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“Mom, are you going to do anything about it?” London asked. “We should press charges.”

“Ah… about that…” Mom glanced at me, and I realized instantly what her hesitation was.

If she had pushed things with her Boss, then she would have assuredly retaliated by telling everyone exactly what she had told me. In other words, she had been using blackmail to keep Mother in line all this time. Even though I knew, it wasn’t like any of my sister’s new. Only London even knew about the affair she had with dad.

“Mom… they have a right to know.” I declared.

“Noah…” Mom’s eyes were locked on me while the other girls looked between us in confusion.

Mom looked at me, and I saw that fearful and desperate look once again. I reached out and took her hand.

“Mom, it will be okay.” I squeezed her hand.

Mom relaxed just slightly and then gave the slightest nod.

“What is going on?” Mackenzie demanded, her eyes specifically landing on our holding hands.

I dropped Mom’s hands, and then I reached out and grabbed Mackenzie. She jerked slightly, but she didn’t resist as I grabbed her hands too.

“I found out something today, and I need to tell you.” I looked around at each of the girls watching. “I need to tell all of you.”

Mother bit her lip. London, perhaps guessing the direction this was going, walked over and put her arm around Mother, already preparing for the worst. The other girl’s eyes were all on me.

“Wh-why are you being serious all of a sudden?” Mackenzie looked slightly nervous.

“I don’t know how else to say it. Eighteen years ago, mom was at a work-related party. She got drunk, and they had a man… he went in while she was asleep.” I faltered slightly as bile and anger rose in me. “Mother got pregnant.”

Mackenzie frowned slightly. “Eighteen years… that…”

It was London who got it first. She gasped.

“You’re mothers but not fathers,” I explained, giving Kelsey who was lagging behind the answer.

“Shit! She’s our half-sister? Ow!” Kelsey cried out, only to be punched in the arm by Kristy.

“A year later…” I continued, causing Mackenzie to tense as she realized there was more. “Dad had an affair… and brought me home.”

“Noah…”

“I’m not your biological brother.” I declared. “I might not be anything more than a half-brother.”

“Mom?” London asked.

“I’m sorry I never told you. I planned to tell you all when you were old enough, but everyone was already so distant, I was afraid of what would happen when you all knew the truth.” Mother’s voice shook a bit with emotion as she spoke.

“Unreal…” Kelsey spoke wide-eyed.

“Am I?” Dawn asked.

“You’re ours.” Mom said. “As for Bethany and the twins… you’re definitely ours as well.”

“What… did you say?” Mackenzie suddenly asked, drawing everyone’s eyes.

Was she in shock?

“I said… I’m not your broth-ow!” She flicked my forehead.

“Don’t be stupid.”

“Wh-what?”

“You’re my brother. You’re all of our brother. They’re all my sisters. That’s our mom.”

“Mackenzie…” Mom looked at Mackenzie with teary eyes.

Everyone was looking at Mackenzie.

“What? Nothing has changed! Brother is brother, and nothing in the world will change how I feel about him!”

Her words were like a gong, snapping all of the other girls out of it. None of them had been very bothered by Mackenzie’s action. Well, their dad had walked out on them and was a bit of a deadbeat from the beginning, so whether he was her dad or not didn’t matter to her. My news seemed to have affected everyone, and Mackenzie’s words had broken through that moment.

“I wasn’t saying Brother wasn’t Brother,” Dawn grumbled.

“Of course, he is.” London nodded, smiling.

Mom’s haunted look started to melt away, and her relaxed experience seemed to make her look even more beautiful. “Mm! He’s my son!”

“I love my big brother!” Kristy smiled.

“Plus, his dick is big and feels amazing!” Kelsey declared.

Everyone froze, turning to Kelsey. It was just like her to ruin a moment.

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