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    I’d been turning it over in my head all this time.

    If you asked me whether I really liked Baek Jiho, well… I guess the answer was no, not exactly.

    He was the kind of person who’d spiral into anxiety if left alone, so I felt like I had to look after him.

    And after spending so much time together, he’d become practically family.

    From elementary school until now, that feeling hadn’t changed much.

    Even getting together just happened naturally… like it was the obvious next step.

    Not that I disliked Baek Jiho or anything.

    I didn’t think he had any glaring flaws.

    And being with him was comfortable.

    …Except for one thing.

    Something that had started bothering me months ago and now circled relentlessly in my mind.

    There was just one thing.

    “…With him, it’s more like… comfort than actual love…?”

    “Oh?”

    “…Anyway, regardless of Baek Jiho, I still hate you… got it…?”

    “Hah. That stings a little.”

    Had I ever felt anything like excitement—

    —because of Baek Jiho?

    “Well, to answer your question about whether I like Baek Jiho… I guess there’s a question mark there?”

    “…Tch,”

    “…But it’s funny how you still won’t just cut ties cleanly.”

    “……, ….”

    Had I ever once blushed in front of Baek Jiho?

    As I blankly flipped through the mental album of my memories, Seo Ujin’s cock began pressing deeper inside me again.

    Unlike when I’d just mindlessly thrust the dildo in and out, this was… different.

    He avoided the spots that stung slightly,

    only grazing and pressing against the places that felt good.

    Gently.

    …That infuriating pleasure made me bury my face lightly into the pillow beside me,

    biting down hard on my lower lip to keep any sounds from escaping toward Ujin behind me.

    I swallowed back sweet moans, one after another.

    “Still, you used to drag Baek Jiho’s name into everything. At least now you’ve toned it down.”

    “…W-When did I ever…? You’re making things up….”

    “‘When?’ I told you, didn’t I? ‘Into everything.’ Every single time we met, you’d—”

    “Every time…?”

    Sure, I’d cursed Ujin out plenty, but… dragging Baek Jiho’s name into everything?

    As I tried to steady my breathing and figure out what he meant, my face suddenly burned with embarrassment.

    The first real conversation I’d had with Ujin—

    —was when I’d asked what guys liked, bringing up Baek Jiho in the process.

    When we’d gone to the pension with Hayun,

    the reason I’d seen Ujin’s… cock in the living room was because of Baek Jiho’s terrible sleeping habits.

    The reason I’d given my virginity to Ujin was because I was afraid rumors about me buying an ugly dildo would hurt Baek Jiho.

    …Hell, even the reason I’d agreed to have sex with him now—

    —the reason I’d muttered something meaningless into his ear earlier—

    was because of Baek Jiho.

    “Anyway, I’d prefer it if no third parties got involved from now on.”

    “A third party… is a bit… of a stretch…….”

    “Sex just because you and I want each other. No Baek Jiho in the picture. …Sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

    “I… I……. —Hahhk…?”

    “Let’s try a little taste.”

    A third party. The moment even the label of childhood friend was discarded, Ujin’s cock, which had been moving gently, pressed firmly against the deepest part of my walls.

    A depth my fingers could never reach.

    A place no man’s cock could ever touch—

    …A place Baek Jiho would never reach in his entire life.

    As that shameful spot was relentlessly stimulated, the moans I’d barely been holding back began spilling out uncontrollably.

    Part of it was because Ujin’s pelvis was grinding hard against my ass,

    but the bigger reason was the position we were in—

    both lying on our sides, his arm hooked under my thigh, forcing my leg up.

    Trapped tightly in his embrace like this… I couldn’t even squirm.

    So, without thinking, I arched my back, trying to avoid that deepest spot he’d just hit—

    “…Why are you moving so much?”

    “Ah, wait… ngh… ugh, nn……….”

    —but it was useless.

    No matter how much I tried to escape, he just shoved back in.

    If anything, my squirming made his cock slip out,

    …and Ujin, clearly disliking that, hooked my leg over his arm again,

    pounding into me with enough force to shake the bed.

    It was just good sex, after all.

    “…Ah, like this, it almost feels like you’re kissing me.”

    “Wh… What are you… talking about…?”

    “The way you clench. Today’s the worst.”

    Kissing? My mouth was empty— what kind of nonsense was that?

    I snapped back in embarrassment, but it didn’t matter.

    Whether I protested or not, that pervert just kept dragging his thick cock along my walls, as if to say, You know exactly what I mean.

    …And as if that wasn’t enough,

    when my body clenched down on him involuntarily,

    he buried himself even deeper,

    until his balls slapped against me.

    If he’d at least been wearing a condom, maybe it wouldn’t have felt so—

    —but the raw, slick slide of skin against my most sensitive parts…

    …was nothing like the tiny thing I’d only ever seen.

    That grotesque, monstrous cock—

    I could feel every inch of it.

    Just as I buried my face into the pillow again, gasping—

    “Stop hiding. Look at me.”

    “Ah… ngh, why all of a sudden…?”

    —Ujin’s fingers tapped lightly against my cheek.

    When I answered irritably, his other hand slid beneath me, groping and kneading my breast.

    Reluctantly, I turned my head.

    “…There. Happy now…? Then let’s just….”

    “Don’t be childish. Stick out your tongue. I want to fuck you while we kiss.”

    “…….”

    …Honestly, no matter how many times I saw him like this, I couldn’t understand it.

    What about me made him so possessive?

    If Ujin had been starved for female attention, maybe I could’ve rationalized it.

    Oh, he’s just desperate, I could’ve told myself and left it at that.

    But Ujin had women far prettier than me.

    Girls far cuter than me.

    …Hell, even his little sister was gorgeous, and he had her—

    —wrapped around his finger, ready to be devoured whenever he pleased…

    “…Ngh…, ……mmph…, chh, ngh, ……slurp…….”

    …So why put so much effort into me?

    …Compared to the women around you, I’m nothing special, so…?

    “…Hahh… ah, too fast…, ……slow down….”

    “Hah…….”

    “…You’re pounding… too hard… ngh…kha….”

    “…Bear with it.”

    “Ngh… you’re hitting right… against my cervix… nghhh…….”

    Back in high school, some girls called me a slutty-looking bitch behind my back.

    It still stung when I remembered, but it wasn’t like I didn’t get it.

    Honestly, I knew how I came across—my sharp eyes didn’t help either.

    The closest thing to a compliment I’d ever gotten was You’re nice, I guess…?

    But even that felt uncertain now.

    …I mean, look at what I’m doing.

    Fucking my best friend’s boyfriend.

    I’m just… a filthy, terrible person.

    And yet, Ujin, you still—

    “Even if I call you… a fucking bastard… ngh… you don’t even… listen…,”

    “Hah… When I’m close, I don’t hear much.”

    “That’s not it, you’re just… always……, ……ah, wait, wait….”

    “Stop pushing me away. …It’s not like I can go any deeper.”

    “Because you just said you were about to… cum…!”

    “So?”

    His cock, swollen and throbbing right before release—

    …and without a condom, dangerously bare—

    was slamming into the most sacred part of me.

    You… like me?

    “If you… ngh… accidentally… leave it inside……. If I get… pregnant… what then…. ……ah….”

    “Stop overthinking. Unless you lock your legs around me, how would that even happen? …And even if it did, there’s always a last resort.”

    “…You said it earlier, if you use that excuse to cum inside me…—”

    “I won’t. You hate it, right?”

    “…….”

    …My childhood friend was out there asking me to film him cheating.

    So why is it you, Ujin—

    not even my boyfriend—

    who feels more…

    “Though once it’s a safe day, I will convince you to let me do it just once.”

    “…You fucking pervert, I’d never… ah….”

    “Not now, though. Idiot.”

    “……Ngh, you’re going deep again… without warning…,”

    “You love it when I hit this spot, so what’s the problem? …Here, like this.”

    “Hih……k….”

    “See? Just grazing it with the tip, and you’re already squirming.”

    “…Shut up…….”

    …Do you love me?

    “…For someone complaining, you’re disgustingly wet. …Aren’t you embarrassed?”

    “J-Just… shut up… ngh…. …Nghah?! Ugh, …nn, chh…….”

    A kiss—something Baek Jiho had never even asked for.

    Yet here I was, barely seconds passing before Ujin claimed my lips again.

    And before I could even focus on the way our tongues tangled,

    thud, thud, slam.

    His cock ruthlessly pounded into me.

    All of it—

    …the way Ujin wanted to claim me completely,

    his possessiveness—

    Back when I’d first noticed the way he looked at me,

    I hadn’t understood it at all.

    But now, being desired like this…

    Unlike before,

    I didn’t hate it.

    “Hahh… hah… don’t cum inside… ngh….”

    “I’ll pull out. Pretty sure I’ve said that five times now.”

    “Nn…k… but… ngh… you keep… shoving all the way in…… ah……….”

    “…….”

    “Just… grinding against me like this……. I can’t… move…….”

    Sometimes annoying.

    Sometimes worrying.

    Sometimes baffling.

    That applied to both Baek Jiho and Ujin, but—

    “…Hah. Then, to set the mood, how about this?”

    “Ngh…, …hah…? Nn…….”

    “Tell me something—anything—you dislike about Baek Jiho. If you do, I’ll cum outside.”

    “Dislike… ngh… there’s… nothing…….”

    “Then don’t say anything. …I’ll just keep fucking you like this.”

    “You’re really… the worst… ngh… ……bastard….”

    “Hurry up. I even said ‘anything’ to be nice.”

    “…….”

    Unlike when I was with Baek Jiho,

    when I was with Ujin—

    “…H-He’s… kinda dense sometimes… ngh… it’s annoying….”

    “Dense, huh. What else?”

    “…Calling me out when I just… wanna stay home……. That was… annoying too…….”

    “……Hah. …And?”

    “…Him jerking off… to videos of me and you……. I hated that, ngh…….”

    “Next.”

    “…Th-That’s… all…….”

    “One more.”

    “…….”

    —things like this.

    Being held tightly in Ujin’s arms,

    fucked so hard it felt like he’d cum any second—

    good sex like this.

    “……His dick… was really small……. ……Honestly, it wasn’t… great…….”

    “…Pfft.”

    “D-Don’t laugh and just… ngh… keep your promise……. Ah… cum….”

    —things like this.

    Just because we’d gone bare, the cum was so much thicker than usual—

    Squelch, splurt, splurt.

    Watching his cock twitch as it spurted out,

    I couldn’t help but imagine—

    “…Hah…….”

    “Hahh… hah…. …….”

    “…Let’s rest for a bit. Just like this.”

    “…Here, let me get some water….”

    “We’ll go together. Later.”

    “…….”

    …What it felt like to be loved.

    Even if I’d never thought about it with Baek Jiho,

    now, catching my breath in Ujin’s arms—

    I thought,

    maybe I understood.

    At least a little.

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