121. Down, Correct

“Haa…, haa…”

I was squeezed dry.

Without even pulling out my cock, which had just finished spilling.

Held by Haeun, who was clinging tightly to me, I was forcibly squeezed dry while having my ears bitten until my cock got hard again.

“…Let’s rest.”

“Why. …Are you already tired?”

“Yeah, I’m tired.”

Actually, my body wasn’t that tired.

It was just my head that was tired.

The exact same feeling I got when I cleanly struck out three batters on the mound and came down.

If they asked me to pitch the next inning, I could probably do it, but.

I worked yesterday too; pitching consecutive days and multiple innings is overwork, pure overwork.

Even that butcher of a manager only used me for 1.1 innings at a time, he rarely pushed me for a full 2 innings.

“Ouch, Oppa. You’re surprisingly pathetic. Pathetic.”

“Shut up.”

“Ehehehe, pa~thetic. Pathetic…, Ouch.”

Whether she knew my situation or not.

While letting precum drip through her torn stockings.

I lightly smacked Hinami, who was spouting nasty remarks at me, with a ‘kong’.

Then I pulled off her white pants, which were awkwardly caught around her ankles.

I got out of bed and raided the fridge to quench my thirst first.

“Haa. Ah, want some too, both of you?”

“Gimme.”

“Me too.”

I tossed water bottles to both of them, then ran my hand through my hair and went into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror that strangely made me look handsome, I checked if I’d gained any fat.

Or lost any muscle.

After some pointless worrying, I was satisfied to see I looked the same as always.

I immediately took out my phone and checked our home CCTV again.

“She’s gone.”

By now.

That woman who had disappeared from my room.

It had been quite a while since I last saw her, so I figured she must have left.

The important thing was how I could use this.

It was a shame, but protesting about trespassing wouldn’t be effective since the homeowner was Seo Jia; if she decided to play hardball, it would be useless.

As always, in the worst-case scenario, I’d be the one getting kicked out.

So, the only place to use this evidence was.

Just one.

“….”

Why would she break into someone else’s room.

Rummage through the computer.

And then, deliberately, deliberately watch her friend’s sex tape.

Only to have her mental state completely shatter and leave?

Was it because she couldn’t stand seeing her friend ruined?

…Or did she feel like the woman she had a crush on was stolen from her?

Well.

At most, she probably just felt sick seeing a colleague fall from grace.

Honestly, I never thought she had any homosexual tendencies.

It’s hard to explain precisely… I just never got that vibe.

But that was just my personal opinion.

Others might see it differently.

Let’s put aside the general public for now, since the fallout would be unmanageable.

Like Haeun.

Or Hinami herself.

Maybe even herself.

The scenes in the video, viewed objectively, were too easy to misunderstand.

I don’t plan to blackmail her, but wouldn’t it be excellent evidence to leverage?

What’s more, I didn’t obtain it in any illicit way.

It was like setting a trap to catch a thief,

And a thief just happened to get caught.

“Oppa, aren’t you spending too long in the bathroom?”

“Ah, I’m coming out.”

Wanting to clear my head, I scrubbed my hands and wiped my phone with sanitizer.

The voice calling me from outside snapped me back to reality.

…I shouldn’t be thinking about this stuff when I came over to play.

I guess hearing that woman’s nagging voice kept replaying in my mind, raising my temperature a bit.

I turned on the cold water, splashed my face, slicked my bangs back, and emerged from the bathroom looking slightly cooled down.

And then.

“…What are you doing?”

“…It’s an event.”

“A present, …a gift.”

…For me, soaking wet.

Lying side-by-side on the bed, they were both in a doggy-style position,

Spreading their vaginas, soaked in my semen, with their remaining free hands.

“….”

One pair of firm buttocks, completely unwrapped.

And another pair of soft buttocks, their white packaging torn in places.

Because of the indecently open holes between them,

The water droplets on my face evaporated, stealing the heat that was boiling up in my head.

Thanks to that, I managed to maintain a sliver of reason, tossed my phone onto the bed.

And gently cupped the four soft buttocks waiting for me.

Then I slid my thumb in smoothly, carefully scraping out the freshly ejaculated semen from their vaginal walls.

“Ah, hey. It tickles…”

“Isn’t this exactly what you wanted me to do?”

“….”

Pretending to whine as she looked back.

Inside her, still holding her vaginal opening spread with her index and middle fingers, I slowly drew out the obscenely mixed bodily fluids.

“Hehehe…”

From the fair-skinned girl next to her, too.

Similarly.

Her straight slit, which would have stayed tightly closed unless forced open, being widened by those slender hands while one thumb was being chewed on – the sight stimulated my brain.

Soon, even the cold water that had dampened my hair.

Had dried up completely.

“Hoo…”

After scraping out the semen, not too excessively,

I withdrew my thumb from the vaginal walls that had tightly gripped it, grabbed a wet wipe from the table, and cleaned off the fluids.

Then, I picked up a marker pen lying nearby.

And approached the two of them, now lying completely prone on the bed.

“Turn your bodies slightly.”

“…Okay.”

First.

She turned slightly, exposing her side, and on her breast,

I drew two lines, combining yesterday’s and today’s counts.

“…Why three?”

“Ah, th-that’s…”

“Once in the car yesterday. Once this morning, once at lunch.”

“….”

Cutting off the other girl, who was about to offer a flimsy excuse to Haeun’s questioning look,

I stated the facts nonchalantly, in the most confident tone imaginable.

Then, I roughly flipped Haeun over and marked four lines on her breast as well, indicating the count.

“…You only get four anyway.”

“….”

Because I hadn’t broken my promise, she pouted but obediently accepted my signature.

I gently stroked the ponytail of that cute girl, making it sway.

Slowly pulling it like a leash.

I pulled her up from the bed towards me.

“What is it?”

“…The usual.”

Pointing at my still glistening head, I flopped onto the bed and waited for her service.

Haeun made a strange face, then naturally slicked her hair back and bowed her head, slowly starting to lick my shaft.

Hinami, who had been watching obediently,

Soon crawled over and placed her tongue on my head.

“Beee…, heh. Seriously, you’re a total pervert, Oppa…”

“Seriously, my cock. It’s uselessly magnificent…. Mmm…, Chu~.”

At some point, they became quite skilled.

Without interfering with each other’s movements.

One focused on the head.

The other on the shaft.

Then one would swallow the head,

And the other would lick the balls.

Watching them, now perfectly capable of servicing me,

I picked up the phone I’d tossed aside earlier.

And once again, shamelessly revealed my lust.

“Phew…. Ah. I really f*ing love taking pictures.”

“Hoo, Oppa. You’re a peeping tom, a criminal. A rapist. …Do you know my life will be ruined if this gets out?”

“Haeun might not know, but you shouldn’t say that.”

“I don’t care, pervert, pervert, pervert. Hentai. …You completely broke my hymen and are totally intent on making me pregnant, even though you came inside me…”

“What, ippai, what did you say?”

“Ehehehe, you don’t know Japanese anyway, right Oppa? …Ah, maybe Unnie knows?”

“…A few words.”

Then.

They started chatting in words only they understood, freely criticizing me, whom they assumed couldn’t understand.

“Isn’t it too much to kidnap the prettiest, cutest, most handsome, best singer, and best dancer idol from Japan, only to make them lick your cock like this?”

“I know, right. …Kang Joo-hyuk, you piece of trash.”

“Seriously, you won’t even let me have you exclusively. …You keep giving her one extra turn.”

Now.

Instead of sucking my cock or balls,

They’d just lick the head lightly while chatting amongst themselves.

“Earlier, you should have gone ‘bbyub, bbyub’ all over me, but you came all over Unnie instead…. That’s so unfair. Really.”

“That was mine originally, dummy.”

“Huh? What do you mean ‘originally’? …When Unnie dumped Oppa, I had tons of sex with Oppa? Wasn’t I the one who connected with him emotionally first?”

“…What are you talking about. You have small boobs, too.”

“Hah, seriously. I have big boobs when I push them together? See? When I do this, there’s not much difference.”

“Pfft…”

Her heavy breasts, which pressed down on me softly just by resting there.

And the soft breasts of the other, surprisingly large for her small frame when pushed together.

They fought, vying for my attention.

“Reallyyy…, Oppa. …You’re only 20, so do you prefer the firm, soft, natural breasts of a current idol, or the boobs of a YouTuber who hasn’t even gotten her Silver Button yet?”

“Do you prefer B, or H?”

“I’m not a B, you know? I’m at least a D…”

“…If I say I like both, will you bite me?”

“…Heup……”

After fighting pointlessly over pride,

They teamed up for this moment, fiercely licking my glans.

Feeling a pleasure mixed with slight pain,

And a thrilling sense of conquest that made my head feel dry, I watched them.

“Haa…, ah. Move over. Your tongue is touching me…”

“Unnie, you move…. Stop sticking your tongue out…, Bee…”

In the end, because they kept fighting, neither could get my glans into their mouth.

They just sordidly licked my cock,

Their tongues constantly overlapping – those scenes.

…I captured them steadily on camera.

“Eung…, heh…. Ah……♥”

“Haa…. Seriously, it feels so f*ing thick, Kang Joo-hyuk……♥”

If someone who didn’t know what was happening saw it.

They might think it looked like two pistils stickily mixing tongues.

That kind of video.