Some minutes passed and Haru's mom was yet to come down to his room for the back rubs.

He spent the time sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars still stuck to his ceiling from when he was eight.

The house was quiet now, quiet except for the occasional thump from upstairs that he desperately tried to pretend was the washing machine.

He rubbed his face.

'Since when did mom and dad become so energetic? Those therapy sessions must be paying off, I guess."

He sighed and looked around his room, then at his door.

He thought of Renji.

"…Man, we've been real dicks to that kid, haven't we?" he muttered to the empty room. "I mean, it's not like I want to. Kaito makes the rules."

He thought back to dinner.

Renji hadn't been so bad. He was even kind of funny. 'I can't lie. I laughed at a few of his jokes about school, but… ugh…'

He folded his arms. 'I feel like we could have been cool friends if it wasn't for Kaito. And if he wasn't such a know-it-all.'

He frowned. 'Obviously, Mom brought him here so we could be friends. She might have found out that he's the one they chose for the Art Competition.'

Haru exhaled hard through his nose. "Maybe I could invite him to play some games. What kind of games do nerds like him even play?"

He thought about it for a while, then cussed. "Fuck it."

Haru stood up and walked out of his room. He padded across the hall, and gently pushed open the guest-room door.

The room was dark except for the streetlight stripe across the bed. A lump lay under the thin summer blanket, perfectly still.

Haru cleared his throat, suddenly awkward. "Hey… Renji. Renji. You awake?"

Silence.

He stepped closer, hands in his pajama pockets. "Look, man… I know me and the guys have been assholes. Like, really shitty or whatever. But hey, get over it, life's tough you know. I was thinking… Maybe you're not so bad. You're actually kind of cool. Don't tell the others I said that, I'll deny it forever, but… yeah. Sorry."

Still nothing.

Haru scratched his head, laughed nervously. "Come on, dude, don't leave me hanging. Wanna come play some CoD? I got the new map pack. We can trash-talk each other properly instead of, y'know, me just trash-talking you at school."

The lump didn't move.

Haru narrowed his eyes. "Renji?"

He noticed how the sleeping form under the blanket wasn't even moving, no heaving of breath. It was just still.

Haru approached. "Why are you not even moving?"

With his eyes burning with suspicion and fear, Haru reached out to remove the blanket…

Meanwhile, upstairs, in the master bedroom

After five rounds of intense pounding and cum draining, Renji now had Miyako on her knees at the foot of the marital bed.

Her police handcuffs were now locked in front of her, wrists pressed together between her heavy tits, forcing the soft flesh to bulge upward and outward like an obscene offering.

Kenoji snored three feet to their left, earmuffs firmly in place, cucked in his sleep.

Renji stood over Miyako. He had one hand fisted tight in her long hair, holding her head firm as he fucked her throat with hard, merciless strokes.

"Be a good cum dump and keep your mouth open wide, Mrs. Endo," he growled, pushing until her nose mashed against his pelvis, cock buried so deep her neck bulged.

Thick ropes of spit poured from her stretched lips, dripping off her chin in long strings that landed on her squeezed-together tits and ran down her belly.

"Mhmm…myess, mkeep musing mmy mthroat."

"Like I need permission!"

Renji pounded hard into her mouth pussy, making spit splash all over the place like a saliva parade, then he forced her to deepthroat him.

Miyako gagged hard, wet glurking sounds filling the room, but her eyes, those pretty hazel cop eyes, were rolled up, locked on his own eyes and still begging for more.

"Fuck. Your mouth just feels amazing, Mrs. Endo."

He pulled back until only the head remained in her mouth.

This allowed her to gasp one desperate breath, but that was all Renji was willing to give her. Immediately, he slammed forward again, balls slapping her chin.

GLURP!! GLURP!!! GLURP!!!!

Over and over.

"A good deepthroating is really the best way to end a long night fuck session. Keep opening your throat for my cock, Mrs. Endo."

"Mhmmm! I m-will"

She was relentlessly obedient. Her mascara ran in black rivers down her cheeks; bubbles of spit formed and popped at the corners of her mouth.

But she didn't stop.

She made sure each time he plunged into her mouth, his cock touched her base and his balls slapped her chin.

"Look at you," Renji sneered, using her hair like handlebars. "Decorated police officer. Married mother. Reduced to a cock sleeve while your husband snores and your son waits for you..You love this, don't you?"

Miyako tried to answer, but with her throat full all she managed was more gurgling whimpers and fresh tears.

He sped up, hips snapping, fucking her face like a toy. The wet, obscene sounds were loud enough to wake the dead, but Kenoji never stirred.

"Gonna give you more of what you've been begging for all night," Renji grunted. "Open that throat, cum-drinking cop. Get ready to gulp down every drop."

His cock started to swell as he quickened his pace. "It's… ngh… it's coming!"

Miyako's eyes widened in desperate gratitude. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard, tongue swirling frantically under the shaft.

Renji roared quietly. 'She's doing that tongue thing that stimulates me pretty fast. Fuck!'

His balls tensed and he slammed his cock right into her throat for a final time.

"Fuckkk!!!"

Then he unleashed.

Thick, hot ropes blasted straight down her throat.

"Mhm! Mmm! Ngh—mnnmm!" Miyako could barely take it all, but she did her best to make sure.

She swallowed convulsively, throat working around him in rhythmic spasms, gulping noisily, trying to keep up.

Even as diligent as she was to drink all of his cum, it was so many that some still leaked from the corners of her mouth, sliding down her chin to join the mess on her fat breasts.

Renji's entire body was clenched up, the pleasure of his fifth release of the night culminating on his balls, making him shiver just as much as her.

He held her there until the very last spurt, only then pulling out with a wet pop. Strings of cum and spit connected her swollen lips to his glistening cock.

Miyako collapsed forward, panting, coughing, face a ruined mess of black streaks and white glaze.

She looked up at him with pure worship, then leaned in and tenderly licked him clean, long, slow strokes of her tongue from balls to tip, gathering every drop like it was precious.

"Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, voice wrecked. "Thank you so much for using me… for giving me your cum…"

Renji dropped onto the edge of the bed, chest heaving. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head back so she had to meet his eyes.

"Turns out you were right, ey" he said, smirking. "I do feel much better now that you've drained my balls like a good little slut. Consider yourself officially forgiven for bringing me to the house of your despicable son..."

Miyako smiled. "Thank you. I'm happier now that you've forgiven me."

Renji shrugged. "But don't think it's over yet. You better be ready for me every Sunday. So I can use your mouth pussy and your fat ass. Understand?"

Miyako whimpered, nodding frantically. "But… Why just Sundays… I want it any day… every day… I need it…"

Renji chuckled darkly. "You milfs really become greedy nasty sluts, don't you?"

He released her hair, yawned, and stretched. "I gotta go now. I'm getting real sleepy now that you've milked me dry."

Miyako crawled forward, pressed one last reverent kiss to the head of his cock. "Goodnight… my master."

Renji had the biggest smile of victory on his face as he pulled on his clothes, slipped out the door, and padded silently downstairs.

Meanwhile in his room, Haru's hand grabbed the blanket and pulled it open.

The fabric slid away to reveal Renji's school bag and a pile of folded blankets arranged to look like a sleeping body.

Haru's stomach dropped.

"What the fuck…?"

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