Your Fucking Cock... It's Insane. I'm Going Crazy

"That bitch—is she smashing her keyboard?"

Su-jeong's lips curled upward.

That expression. I'd never seen it on her before.

Su-jeong's hands settled on the buttons of my shirt.

Slowly. One by one.

Then she undid my belt.

Her eyes locked onto the camera.

"Keyboard Bitch, watch carefully. While you're staring at Taeo's cock and fingering yourself—"

"I'm going to shove it into my pussy."

Su-jeong pulled out my cock.

She held it up toward the camera.

"See this? Keyboard Bitch."

My cock swelled like it was about to explode.

"You think this cock is just big, right? There's something you people really don't get."

Huh?

What?

"You think all guys' cocks are basically the same? This one's different. You only know once it's inside you."

"Why I fall apart."

Still facing the camera, Su-jeong lowered herself onto my cock as I sat on the sofa.

"Ah—aaaah... fuck... I feel like I'm dying."

Su-jeong moved her hips slowly on top of me.

Eyes on the camera.

Never looking away.

"Ah... fuck... Taeo..."

My name. Mid-broadcast. In that voice.

"Fuck... your dog cock... it's fucking insane. I'm going crazy."

"I can't even breathe."

"Aaaahhh—"

"My pussy feels like it's gonna tear."

Juices poured from Su-jeong's pussy in a steady stream.

Her body trembled in irregular, shuddering waves.

"Aaaah... fuck..."

"Anyone out there want to come to our place and join in? Just... you can't put it in."

"This cock is mine."

I was about to lose my mind too.

Su-jeong's pussy clamped down so hard it felt like my cock was going to get ripped off. Every drop of blood in my body rushed to the tip. My vision went white.

"Su-jeong... you crazy bitch... ah..."

I exploded.

And so did our broadcast.

The comment section was unreadable.

The text wasn't scrolling up—it was detonating.

Su-jeong collapsed on top of me, gasping for air. She buried her face in my chest.

"Fuck... I'm dead..."

"Same."

"Hey."

"Yeah."

"We're gonna be rich."

"Hahaha."

Laughter burst out of me. Su-jeong snorted a laugh too.

The comment section was still exploding.

The next morning—Friday.

Su-jeong followed me all the way to the front door.

"Come home quick?"

"No."

"Huh?"

"Come home fucking quick. Run until your cock falls off."

"Hahahahahaha."

On the way to work, I checked my points.

Way more than the monthly stipend the government handed out.

On the packed morning bus, some young woman groped my cock. Then she leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"National Sperm-nim, fighting."

My cock had basically become the neighborhood's public toy.

"Thank you."

That was all I said.

I stayed hard the entire way from the bus to the office. These days, just having a woman walk past me was enough to send tension and excitement crashing through me at the same time.

I got to work. Sat down. Turned on my monitor.

Hahahaha.

I glanced over at Da-in's desk. Both hands were on her head, raking through her hair.

Da-in slammed her forehead onto her desk and just stayed there, face-down.

Da-in turned her head toward me.

Our eyes met. Her face was red all the way to her ears.

Hahahaha.

Kinda cute, this kid.

I was working through the backlog. Didn't feel like it. Maybe I should just dump it all on Da-in.

Haha.

Then Da-in shot up from her seat.

"Kwon Taeo is the hottest."

Everyone in the office turned to stare at her.

"Yo. Kim Da-in, you into Kwon Taeo?"

The team lead grinned at her.

"Kwon Taeo is the hottest."

She yelled it again.

"Okay, okay, I get it—"

"Kwon Taeo is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠handsome?"

"Is something wrong with her eyes?"

"Da-in, you on something?"

"I mean... he is kinda good-looking?"

Everyone had something to mutter.

One last time, Da-in shouted:

"Kwon Taeo is the hottest."

"Hahahahahaha."

"Hehehehe."

"She's actually lost it."

The office dissolved into laughter. People clapped me on the shoulder as they walked past.

"Kwon Taeo, I'm jealous."

"Getting confessed to by a nineteen-year-old—damn, I'm jealous."

"Kwon Taeo, you got some kind of charm going on?"

Why was I the one more embarrassed?

The team lead came over to my desk.

"Kwon Taeo, did you know Kim Da-in was like that?"

"I had no idea, sir."

"Really?"

"Yes, sir."

The team lead snorted a laugh and walked off.

I stood up from my desk and walked over to hers.

Da-in looked up. Her ears were still red.

"Get up."

"Why."

"You said buy you lunch."

Da-in stared at me for a second. Then she stood.

As we walked down the hallway, she spoke quietly.

"Oppa."

"What."

"I'm finished at this company now."

"Finished how."

"I think I need to resign."

"Hahahahahaha."

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because you're cute."

Da-in stopped walking.

"What?"

"I said you're cute."

Her face went red all over again.

"But am I really that hot?"

"Damn it..."

We sat across from each other in the company cafeteria.

"Oppa. Don't tell Su-jeong unnie about what happened today."

"Why?"

"I'm scared."

"Hahaha."

"I'm serious. On the stream yesterday she called me Keyboard Bitch."

"I'm scared too."

Da-in set down her spoon.

"What do I do?"

"I saw Su-jeong kick a C-grade guy in the balls at the police station. She doesn't mess around."

Da-in's chopsticks clattered onto the floor.

"Oppa. Can I cancel my application?"

"Hahahahahaha."

"But I really do think you're the hottest, Oppa."

"Yeah?"

"Not your face. Your cock."