Chapter 4
Ab tak
"Mom, I am home." Ram chilate hue kaha. Rama niche aane ke liye intezar karne laga aur khud hi kitchen mein ja kar is tarah kurshi par baith gaya ki uska ling ka ubhar na dikhai de. Ram ke dimag mein abhi jo upar dekha tha uske aankho ke samne tasvir bankar ubhar rahi thi. Ram apne dimag se us drishya ko nikal ne bahut koshish karta hai. Par ram kar nahi paya. Ram apne aapko shant karta hai aur is baat ko jaane ke liye Ram ne apne lund ki taraf dekhta hai jo ki abhi bhi kisi pathar ki tarah sakht khada tha.
Ab aage
20 minutes beet gaye the jab Rama niche aayi. "Oh, hi Ram, aaj school mein kaisa raha." Rama ne kaha.
"Achha tha Mom." Ram ne apni maa se kaha. Jab ki uska ling Rama ka pratiksha karte hue pant andar hi jhum raha tha. Lund abhi bhi uski pant ke andar bahut bada laga. Ram apni kurshi par thoda jor lagaya taki uski maa ko na dikhe. Phir Ram and apni se bola, " maa mujhe math ke exam mein B grade mila hai." Ram apni maa Rama ki taraf dekha.
"Umm, need to do better." Rama ne Ram se boli, jab ki uski baat sun kar uske chahara lal ho gaya tha. Ye baat kahte hue Ram ne apni naak sikud li thi. Usne Ram ke sath abhi tak aankho sampark nahi kiya. Rama phir boli, "Mujhe aur tumhare peeta ko tumse bahut si umeed hai, beta." Rama chalte hue freeze ke pas ja kar ruki aue use kholati hai phir andar dekhane lagi. Ram apni maa Rama ki jeans mein uski ubhari gand dekha raha tha jo jhukane ki wajah khul kar bahar ko aa gayi thi. kaise, usne pahale use is tarah nahin dekha tha.
Is vichar ne Ram ke sar dhamaka kiya. "Main filhal mein dhyan kendrit karne mein sakkshm nahi tha."
"Um-umm" Rama ke muh se nikala, aur niche jhuk gayi jis se uski gand ka aur behtar look aane laga.
"Mera sharir kuch badalawo se gujar raha hai." Ram ne kaha. Ram khada hota hua aur rama ke gand ke thoda upar pakad liya. Ram ka ling phir se sakht hone laga.
"Tum us umra se gujar rahe ho Ram. Jisme chize badal rahi hai." Rama kahti hui sidhi ho gayi. Phir Rama ne uske kandhe par rakhti hai aur wo pahli baar aankho se sampark banane lagi.Uski komal bhuri aankho ne Ram ko mohit kar liya tha.
"Mujhe lagata hai ki mujhe aapki maddat ki jarurat hai." Ram kahte hue phir se apni seat baith gaya. Yah sunichshit karte hue ki table le niche chhipi hui hai uski pant andar ka rakshs.
"Beshak, sweetie, main tumhari maa hu. Main tumhare liye jo kuch bhi kar sakti hu wah main karungi." Rama ne kaha.
"Nilu ghar ko ghar kab mil raha hai." Ram ne kaha.
"Vah Nilu ke upar hai. Nilu ek computer project par kaam kar rahi hai." Rama uske taraf mudate hue kaha. "Nilu sayad raat ka khane ke liye waha rah rahi hai.
"Aur peetaji." Rama ne pucha.
"Tumhare peeta ne message kiya hai. Vah ek ghante mein ghar aa jayege." Rama ne kaha. Aur phir Ram ki taraf dekhane lagi. Ram ko kuch kahta na dekha Rama phir boli, "Kya tum us vishay par apne peeta se baat karna chahate ho?" Rama ka chahara abhi bhi lal pada hua tha.
"Nahi, main tumhare sath aur adhik sahaj mahsoos karta hu maa." Ram ne apni maa se kaha,
"Thik hai pyare." Rama apne bete se boli.
"Kya main aap ko kuch dikha sakta hu aur aap mujhe bataa sakti hai agar yah normal hai." Ye kahte hue Ram ki dil ki dhadakane tez ho gayi thi. Ab Ram apni maa ko dekhane laga ki wo kya kahti hai. Aur ye bhi sochane lag jata hai kahi uski maa use nazar na ho jaye.
"Beshak" Rama apne bete ke samane khadi thi aur usne hands clasped hua tha. Rama ki baat sun kar Ram soch mein pad gaya ki wo kaise apni maa ko apne lund ke baare mein bataye. Uske mann mein sankoch ki bhawan aa gayi thi, jab rama ne dekha ki uske beta kuch nahi kaha rha hai to phir se wo boli, "Beta Ram bejhika tum apni baat kaha sakte ho.*
"It's about my dick. Mera matlab hai mere ling ke bare mein." Ram sharmate hue kaha. Ram ki baat sun kar Rama sochane lagi wo kya kahe aur kya kare.
"Thik hai, sayad apke peeta." Rama boli.
"Nahi" ram ne apna sar hilate hue apni maa se kahta hai. "Mujhe aapki hi maddat chahiye."
"Tumhe kya chahiye." Ye baat kahte hue chinta ka ek rup Rama ke sundar chahare par phail gaya.