The Common Sense of My First Time (5)
“You okay?”
“Shut up.”
“Let's talk about it.”
“I said shut it!”
After sex ed wrapped up the last class of the day, Geon-yul and I headed straight back to the dorm. His dick had slipped out ages ago, but the pain was still throbbing down there—I could barely walk straight. I had to cling to Geon-yul's arm and hobble along like some invalid.
“Why's she walking like that?”
“Must've lost her virginity today.”
“Oh, guess we'll throw her a congrats party.”
Congrats party my ass...! When passersby spotted me and started snickering, I wanted to bite my tongue off right then and there. Clinging to Geon-yul's arm was humiliating enough, and my awkward gait just made it worse.
This world's fucking insane. Totally nuts.
I flashed back to what had gone down in sex ed. I still couldn't wrap my head around it—I'd just had sex with my longtime friend. More precisely, I'd lost my virginity to his dick.
“Ugh!”
“H-Hey, you good?”
“I'm fine, so get your hand off me...”
But every time, a sharp stab shot through my pussy, reminding me it wasn't a dream. It was all too real. And Geon-yul walking right beside me was yet another piece of evidence.
“No way we can fuck around like this right now, looking like wrecks.”
“We'll push it back a bit. First, let's warm up your belly and get you resting comfy. You're in no shape for anything else, right?”
“...”
“Why're you staring like that?”
“N-No, it's nothing.”
Was it just my imagination? Geon-yul seemed a tad gentler toward me than usual. But at the same time, there was this awkward distance. We'd known each other forever—awkwardness made no sense, but I could feel it in my skin.
It's gotta be nothing.
We'd had sex, sure. But really, it was just him shoving his dick in my hole, shaking around, and shooting his load. Nothing more. No emotional exchange or lovey-dovey crap. We weren't lovers—just friends putting on a show to survive.
So once the act was over, we should snap back to normal. This weird vibe between us was like drama actors beefing for real after playing hero and villain. We needed to get back to being plain old ball-busting bros.
“Your hips'll probably ache till tomorrow, so massage 'em good. If it's too tough alone, I can help. That mattress felt off anyway—I was worried it'd bug you...”
“...Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“D-Don't... do that.”
“Do what?”
Still hanging off his thick arm, I thrust my ass back, let my tail droop, and spread my legs all wobbly. Looking up at him, I spat out a voice laced with irritation.
“Don't act like my boyfriend just 'cause you popped my cherry. This shit's no big deal to me.”
“You sure you're really okay?”
We'd reached a quiet stretch of the empty hallway, so we could raise our voices. Even here, though, Geon-yul radiated concern for my body. It felt like he was seeing me differently now, and that unnerved me.
“I-I'm telling you, don't worry...!”
“How can I not worry? I dragged you there and made you bleed from your pussy myself! It's not just you—I'm going nuts feeling sorry!”
Hic! I hiccuped in spite of myself, scared shitless. Getting backed against the wall by Geon-yul's intensity was terrifying as ever.
“Th-Then you should've said so sooner...”
“Hang on, let's talk inside. We're basically at the room—feels sketchy out here.”
I nodded and trailed after him as he swiped the card key and opened the door. Crossing the threshold, I felt his cum from earlier trickle out of my pussy—gross enough to make me shudder, but I played it cool.
“I just... seeing your face mid-fuck, you looked in so much pain. Anything else, maybe, but this? I caused it. I'm sorry as hell.”
“Drop it. What're you even sorry for? Think I've got amnesia or something? I remember every damn thing you said while we were doing it.”
“Ugh, yeah...”
If I recorded just the lines he'd spat during sex and played 'em back, he'd clam right up. How many times had he called me a bitch and degraded me? I couldn't even count. Stuff like “squeeze that dick” or forcing me to say filthy lines.
“You perv, why'd you suddenly tweak my nipples?”
“Sorry, I... wasn't in my right mind. You know I'm a total noob at this stuff...”
“Bullshit! What noob? You were fucking pro! How's a virgin hit every damn spot like that?!”
“...Wait, did I do that good?”
“I mean—ugh, nngh...”
I whipped my head away, speechless. That was my screw-up. With no frame of reference, I had no clue if he was actually good, but I'd blurted it out. Cheeky bastard. Seeing him smirk all pleased at my direct praise, I flicked his forehead hard.
“Anyway! Don't pull that shit again! I get you're playing it up so no one suspects, but you overdid it!”
“Well, if we're talking overkill, your lines too...”
“That was my first time—I couldn't gauge the heat! I'd never had anything shoved inside me before!”
“True...”
Geon-yul shot me this smug, satisfied grin that pissed me off. To dodge his gaze, I shuffled back and plopped onto the bed.
“Ugh.”
The cum smeared all over my panties squished against my ass. Gross, gross, gross!
“But like you said, we'll probably have to fuck like that a few more times, right?”
“Yeah. Could be a lot.”
“So, uh, shouldn't we debrief or something? Feedback on what felt good or bad today?”
His words hit me like a gut punch—tears welled up.
“Bad stuff? Tons! I got pissed every time you teased, those stares from the class and teacher were nightmare fuel, and your warm load's still sloshing in my gut! I-I don't know much, but isn't condom common sense?!”
“Not here. And I can control pregnancy anyway—why bother with a rubber?”
“St-Still! It's gross!”
“Slipping one on outta nowhere? Everyone would've side-eyed us. So, nothing good about it?”
My rage meter maxed out. I balled my fists and pounded his chest, howling. He didn't even flinch, of course.
“G-Good? As if! You think you could find upsides getting railed by a guy's dick? Yours is stupidly huge—hurt like hell...”
“Oh yeah? That big?”
“Huge. Fucking massive. Thought you'd rip my pussy—d-don't make me say it!”
“You already did.”
“You asshole!”
As I vented, Geon-yul finally clocked my mood and fetched me a glass of water to calm me down.
“Look, that's why I was worried—how much it hurt. You don't get it, but your face when I first went in? Thought I'd killed you.”
“Felt like it.”
“But after a bit, you didn't seem pained anymore. Looked like you were even into it.”
“I-Into it? Me? What—no way you...”
“Nah, it's an R-19 manga world. You're the heroine here—every chick in those goes wild once dick's in, hips shaking like crazy. Totally natural.”
Come to think of it, yeah. The pain faded right when we clasped hands and locked fingers—but I wasn't spilling that. Perfect tease fodder. Plus, I liked his theory. Let it be this slutty body's fault—pussy clamping down and thrilling the second dick hit. Not me enjoying sex with Geon-yul.
“Hmm, makes sense. My mind hasn't changed a bit. One fuck doesn't rewrite a person—that'd be weird.”
“Exactly.”
“So even after that, we're still buds. I was originally a guy—that's fact. Nothing changes. Got it?”
“Got it. Obviously. But...”
“Hm?”
Geon-yul pointed under my legs.
“You should wash up.”
“Eek—h-huh?!”
I glanced down and slammed my legs shut. Grabbing my skirt, I yanked it between my thighs, dropped to the floor, and hid the cum dripping from between my feet.
“Th-This! You came so much earlier...”
“Yeah, I'll clean it. You go rinse off in the bathroom. Feels nasty letting it keep leaking, right?”
“Okay, sorry...”
“What for? It's my cum.”
...Right? It felt off, but I couldn't voice it. Anyway, the leftover load steadily trickling down my thighs and calves—or splatting straight to the floor—was not pleasant. I hobbled toward the bathroom like before.
Screech.
Opening the door, I glanced back slyly.
“Hey, Geon-yul.”
“Yeah?”
Rubbing my lower belly, I asked in a suspicious tone.
“...This won't actually knock me up, right?”
“Nah. Auto-contraception's OP as hell.”
He answered without a second's hesitation, and only then could I relax and slip into the bathroom.
“Or what, you want to get pregnant?”
“Drop dead.”
I shot back at his cheeky jab, fuming, but deep down? It felt good.
Yeah, this beats fake boyfriend bullshit any day.
We'll always be friends. For sure.