One after the other fucked me a third time then they also left. Only few moments later their mom and sis came in released the cuffs and helped me walk...on dizzy feet to the bathroom. They put me in the tub, which already had hot water in it and also washed my whole body. I was pretty tired anddidn’t feel so good. But I asked anyway whom the other where that fucked me first but they refused to tell. Also I asked if there was some sex among them besides my uncle and aunt. They told me no but that. "The pain?" The pain of existence. Of living day in and day out in a cruel, indifferent universe." Yes, we bear our scars inside, and sometimes our anguish expresses itself in an unintended grimace, or an accidental teardrop."I don't know what moved me to spout that hokum. But it worked."Ah, a kindred soul," she said.And so it began.She had tubes coming out of her arms and torso. They didn't expect her to survive the night."Auntie Agatha," I said.Her eyes opened.I leaned forward as she tried to. It is deathly quiet as I pick up my shorts and sneak back down the hall. Ditching my cum filled jockey shorts in my bedroom to deal with later, I slip my shorts back on, grab my bag and go to the front door.I open and close the front door and yell, "Anybody home?" Hey, Nick! I'm back here. I'll be out in a second." Mom yells and I hear her bedroom door close. Goddamn! I'm thinking seriously about giving mom her Post Transmission Suggestion back. That was extremely hot and I already want to see. His cock and balls though not exposed, used to be very clearly outlined against the thin white dhoti. After the rickshaw incident, I used to steal a glance at his cock whenever I could. I would also watch him when he took his bath as the gamcha offered much better view.I wanted to see and feel his cock somehow but it was impossible for me to attempt anything for the fear of being caught. Also I was not sure if Balaram was interested in boys like me because I was much younger to him and more.