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This Series of Story is coming in multiple parts. It is going to be a slow story which includes a lot of sex scenes. Have Fun!
Shabaz was a 14-year-old boy who belonged to a backward village from rural parts of Maharashtra. He belonged to a poor family. His father, Abdul, was a 35-year-old drunkard who worked in other’s farms on daily wages and would return home drunk every night. His mother, Saima, a 28-year-old housewife. Shabaz was already earning for his family by selling stuff which he either got from forest or sometimes he stole fruits from someone’s private garden. Due to bad condition of family, Shabaz decided to try his luck in some urban area.
He came to the city and got a job at a tea stall. Shabaz would save up to 3000 rupees every month after all his expenses and would visit home once every month for a day as it was barely 2 hours distance from Thane. He would buy clothes from cheap weekly markets and take home for his parents. His father had stopped working and had started drinking even more now. His mother used to be very happy when he visited home.
Time went by and Shabaz started making more money from his tips or sometimes he even stole money from cash counter. He was an innocent looking and sweet-talking boy so no one doubted him. At age of 18, he looked not a day older than 13.
Once during his monthly visit home, he came to know that his father had passed away a week ago. His mother was left alone. Other than the hut that they lived in, there was nothing that his father had left behind. Shabaz was shattered as he had no real home in the city nor could he leave behind his mother alone to survive on her own in a forest. He decided to take his mother to the city.
Shabaz: Amma, tu mere saath sheher chal. Mai Waha apna kuch intezaam karta hu.
Saima: ab mera kon hai Tere ilawa Beta? Tu Jo theek samjhe….
Shabaz: Mai kal Subha sheher jaata hu Aur tujhe lene 2-3 din me wapas aata hu.
Saima: theek hai beta.
Shabaz was thinking what could be done, as he lied on a wooden log outside his hut in the moon light while his, mother was preparing dinner inside. There were a few huts made of hay and wood around his hut but, at a good distance from each other. Shabaz got up to take a piss. He walked a few steps away from his hut and started peeing. When he turned back towards his hut, he felt someone’s presence near the Window. It was dark. He couldn’t recognize who it was. Shabaz slowly went near the Window and hid himself at the corner of the hut. He was trying to figure out what to do just then he heard whispers.
Voice1: is saali ko akele neend Kaise aati hogi?
Voice2: isko to aaj hi pakad ke masal deta par saali ka beta aaya hua hai.
Voice 3: arey woh to sheher me rehta hai. Kuch Dino me chala Jayega. Uske baad ye hum sab ki rakhail banegi. Isko dekhte hi mera lauda koodne lag jaata hai.
Shabaz tried hard but couldn’t recognize the voices. He tried to look who they were, but he couldn’t recognize them in the dark. What he definitely saw was, they all had their dicks in their hands and were looking inside the Window and masturbating.
Voice2: raat ko biwi Pe jab chadhta hu, is randi ko yaad kar ke usko chodta hu.
Voice3: iski maa ka bhosda. Agar Shabaz jaldi nahi gaya to usko jungle me Le jaa ke kaat dunga. Dekh na re kya mast maal hai. Mera nikal raha hai!
Voice1: mera bhi… kha jaunga is randi ko. Iski chaati noch noch ke chodunga isko mai.
Voice2: mera bhi nikal raha hai….
As soon as they were done, they left quietly from there. Shabaz followed them and soon realised it was his elder cousin Imran and his Friends Nandu and Usman. Shabaz was scared. He didn’t know how to escape. all these guys were much bigger tham him physically.
He went inside. His mother, Saima, was sitting near a stove made of mud and making roti. He saw that her palloo had fallen from her shoulder but no cleavage was visible. She had a 3/4 sleeve blouse which covered from her neck to her forearms. Shabaz stared at her for a moment.
Saima: bhook lagi Hai?
Shabaz: ha Amma. Aur kuch baat bhi karni hai.
Saima: bol na beta.
Shabaz: kal hum chup chap, kisi ko bhi bina bataye Subha 4 baje yaha se nikal jayenge.
Saima: kya hua Beta? Achanak aise kyu bol raha Hai?
Shabaz told her the entire episode that he just witnessed. Saima too got scared. She didn’t know what to say.
Saima: beta… Ab mai kya karu is shareer Ka? Tera baap tha tab bhi jalta tha Aur ab to iski jalan sab ko dikhne bhi lag gayi hai.
Shabaz: Amma, kal Subha jaldi nikalna hai. Jaldi se Jo bhi Saman lena hai woh bandh do.
Shabaz didn’t know what to reply so he changed the topic. They had their meals, and Shabaz went to sleep while his mother, Saima, gathered whatever she could and tied it in one of her sarees. She tried sleeping after, but couldn’t sleep due to fear.
Next day, they woke up early and left the forest quietly. They reached the city railway station at 8 in the morning. Shabaz did not know what to do. He looked at her. She was perplexed by looking at the crowd on station.
Saima: sheher me aaj mela laga hai Kya?
Shabaz admired her innocent face and smiled.
Shabaz: nahi Amma, yaha to roz itne hi log hote hai.
He held her hand and started walking out of the railway station. He took her to the tea stall and talked about his father’s demise to his boss, Bhavar Singh. Bhavar Singh was a kind hearted person. He told Shabaz to take Saima to his home.
Bhavar Singh lived in a chawl with his wife, prema and 12 years old daughter, manju. Shabaz entered the room with his mother and introduced her to everyone and told them his tragedy. He promised that he would make some accommodation arrangement soon and requested to let his mom stay at their house for few days.
Shabaz left in search of a new job. He went to a hotel and asked for a job. He lied about his age, and the hotel hired him as a delivery boy. They offered him a salary of rupees 7000. Shabaz was happy. He requested Bhavar Singh to find an accommodation for his mother and himself. Bhavar Singh gave him a key to a room in a slum and asked for 900 rupees rent per month. They moved into their new house. It was a very small hut made of thin metal walls and huge plastic pieces. But it had a electric bulb and a fan. Its floor was made of concrete. It felt like some posh room to Saima as she did not have electricity neither did she have concrete floor back home. Shabaz and Bhavar Singh arranged necessary stuff by end of the day. After everything settled Shabaz closed the door of the hut and lied down on the mat. His mother was sitting near his feet admiring the new home.
Shabaz: kya soch rahi hai Amma?
Saima: tu kitni mehnat kar raha hai mere liye.
Shabaz: Mai nahi karunga to kon karega mehnat Tere liye.
Saima: nahane ki jagah Kaha Hai?
Shabaz: yaha Pe aurate bhi ghar ke bahar hi nahati hai. Subha jaldi. Mardo ke jaagne se pehle.
Saima: mujhse nahi ho Payega beta. Soch kar hi sharam se jaan jaa rahi hai. Itne logo ke beech Kaise?
Shabaz thought for a while and then he got up. Tied a wire in one corner of the hut and hung a saree over it.
Shabaz: tu yaha naha Liya kar.
Saima was happy. Shabaz looked at the watch on his hand. It was 9:30.
Shabaz: Amma, tune Kabhi vada pav khaya Hai?
Saima: kuch saal pehle Tere abbu ke saath gayi thi mele me, Waha khaya tha.
Shabaz: aaj khana mat bana. Aram kar. Mai vada pav laata hu. Tu naha Le.
Shabaz left his hut. While he was walking, thoughts of last night came to his mind. He was happy that he had protected his mother from those monsters. He took vada pav and went back home. Saima had taken bath and was arranging things in the house when he returned.
Shabaz: Amma, jaldi kha ke jaldi so jaate hai. Aaj bohot thak gayi hogi tu.
Saima: ha beta, thak to gayi hu. bas itna kaam saman laga rakh du, fir soti hu.
Shabaz helped his mother with arranging the stuff. once done, they had dinner and laid mat to sleep. shabaz switched off the light and lied next to saima. they could hear tv from both side neighbours. i wasnt really a quiet night that Saima was used to in the forest.
Shabaz: nayi jagah me neend jaldi nahi aati.
Saima was staring at the fan above her face on the celing.
Saima: Pankhe ki hawa kitni mast hai na beta? kitna mazza aayega sone me. yaha to macchar bhi nahi hai. saanp Bicchu ka bhi dar nahi hai.
saima kept blabberning about how preplexed was with the wonders of the urban hut. shabaz laughed to himself and turned his back to his mother and tried to fall asleep. saima couldnt sleep. she was intently listening to the tv sounds coming from neighbourhood houses. she was not even thinking about her dead huband anymore. she was rather wondering how life would be in the city. she was extremely excited about how it’s going to be from here. the city life. no forest, no foraging. she didnt know anything else other than foraging and cooking. while she was lost in her toughts, she didnt notice that the neighbourhood got silent. but somewhere in the middle of her thoughts she thouht she heard an “AHHHH” in feminine voice.
Hope You liked the story so far.
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