Chapter 1
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: King's Game
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“You heading out to meet a girl?”
The slacker sprawled on the sofa rakes his eyes over my body.
“What the hell are you on about?”
“Club then? Girls don't go for skinny little anchovies like you rocking a black tank top.”
“Who the fuck goes to a club in just a tank top and gray tracksuit pants?”
“Sluts do.”
I flipped him the bird.
“I'll let it slide that you're dressing like a total scrub, but get your ass home early.”
“Ugh, come on.”
“Get home late again, and I'm telling your mom straight up.”
Living as a guy in this world is fucking exhausting.
Of course, it's sweet as hell too.
“Yi Chung-hyun's really coming, right?”
“He said he is, didn't he?”
I waved my hand in front of the girls.
“Were you looking for me?”
“Chung-hyun!”
Their eyes sparkle. I'd never gotten looks like this in my past life.
“We should've gone out to greet you!”
“Exactly, you said you were close by, so we didn't bother!”
“Sit, sit. Where do you wanna sit?”
This kind of hospitality is old hat now.
In this world where virginity seems reversed, it's been a full year since I woke up here.
“Anywhere's fine for me.”
“Sit here?”
“Seo Chae-young, cut the favoritism. Why shove him next to you?”
Chae-young Noona shrugs her shoulders.
“I called him here, didn't I?”
They both nod in agreement at that.
I naturally take the seat next to Chae-young Noona, and the drinking party kicks off.
“This okay for you, Chung-hyun? You into omakase? I could take you sometime.”
“I don't really know that stuff.”
I play it modest, act all proper, and they shower me even more in this weird world.
The mood loosens up nicely.
“Wanna play a drinking game?”
“Don't pull any tricks on Chung-hyun.”
Every convo always circles back to me.
“Sounds fun. I'm down.”
“Chung-hyun says he's good with it.”
That's when Chae-young Noona leans in with a whisper.
“Told you before, right? They're dying to fuck you senseless. Their group chat's still full of shit like 'Chung-hyun's dick silhouette is fucking huge, right? Wanna slurp up his cock so bad.'”
A snort of laughter slips out at the bluntness.
“What? Why are you two whispering?”
“Whispering from now on means shots!”
Acting all pure, sweet, different from other girls, but deep down, they're all the same.
In this world, if you've got a dick between your legs, they'll do anything for a shot at riding it at least once.
'Bet they fingered themselves silly staring at my Insta.'
Girls using me as jerk-off material is secretly hot as hell.
DMs flood in by the dozens every day.
More than half come with pics of their bodies, begging to get fucked by me.
Please check the pic I sent just once... It's 75G, take one look at the photo and rate it for me...
Squirted thinking of you again today lol. Be honest, you must get rock hard getting DMs like this, right oppa?
You look like the type I'd drag into an alley and rape like a fucking animal if I bumped into you on the street lol. Body screams slut, dick looks huge too, watch yourself lol
Truth is, the first few months here, I didn't even have decent fap material.
Among the pics and messages they sent in heat, some were beyond boner-inducing—made me question if actual stunners were really sending this shit.
These days, I still pick through them for a wank when bored, but my standards have shot up.
“Gonna hit the bathroom real quick.”
“Yeah, sure, take your time.”
My reflection in the bathroom mirror looks way too sober.
'Act a little buzzed, that should do it.'
Calling me to a private room bar was Chae-young Noona's idea from way back—she wants to play.
Before heading back in, I pause outside the door to eavesdrop.
“You really told him to wear tracksuit pants?”
“Yeah. Didn't you see? No panties.”
“I did! Looked a bit bigger than usual? Or is that his normal size?”
Even without me there, it's all about me.
“No panties makes the silhouette pop so fucking hard. Barely held back from yanking his pants down and slurping it up.”
“You psycho, that's a one-way ticket to jail.”
“Fuck it, I'm soaked right now.”
Listening to their trash talk gets my blood pumping too.
'Calm down a bit before going in.'
I steady myself, make some noise, and open the door.
“Now that Chung-hyun's here, let's do the drinking game!”
“Yeah, he said he wanted to. Right? No pressure if you don't wanna.”
I flash a bright smile.
“What game we playing?”
“Uh, King's Game might be too much...?”
“Yeah... I'm the only guy here...”
Their coy act is transparent as hell.
“Oh, maybe it is a bit...”
“Nah! Shots are lame—drinking games need some edge to be fun.”
Chae-young Noona pipes up loud.
'Signal received?'
She's basically saying play along so she doesn't lose face.
“Alright. Since I'm here, dodging would kill the vibe.”
Chae-young Noona beams proudly, the other two light up too.
“Yes! I'm the king!”
At Chae-young Noona's shout, the others subtly flash their numbers.
Noona nods slyly, like she gets it, and speaks.
“Number 1 and 3, kiss. Deep kiss.”
The command drops, and they reveal their numbers with excited faces.
Then they glare daggers at Chae-young Noona when they realize they got played.
“What? That's what makes it fun. Can't do it? Drink up.”
One noona reaches for the penalty shot without hesitation.
“Hold up.”
The other stops her hand.
“If we start bailing with shots...”
I pretend not to catch on, but even an idiot knows it's aimed at me.
'Their intentions are crystal clear. This is fun.'
In the end, the noonas grab each other's cheeks and roll their tongues. Like they're showing how it's done properly, the wet smacking sounds lewd as hell.
“Chuu haa... haa... Should've just drank...”
“Feels so fucking weird. Never thought I'd kiss a girl—gonna puke.”
“Puke? Go do it in the bathroom.”
They're gagging like it's gross, but their committed makeout is pretty hot.
“Fuck... why am I the king.”
“King's pouting—hilarious.”
“Can't order the king to do stuff to someone?”
“What if it's you two kissing again.”
The king noona avoids including herself, no way.
“Number 2 and 3, kiss. One gets on the sitter's lap, hugs, and kisses.”
Chae-young Noona shakes her head.
Number 2's lips twitch up.
“I'm number 3...”
I say it all shy and hesitant, and now 2 and the king look thrilled.
“Chung-hyun, mind if I climb on?”
“...Sure.”
I avoid eye contact for effect, and their faces scream 'adorable.'
Number 2 noona straddles my lap, gently cups my cheeks.
Her skirt rides up, peach panties on full display, but whatever.
“Ready?”
I gulp hard at her bold tone.
Makes the shy act feel real.
Her plush lips press in, parting sticky and wet.
Her soft tongue invades, stirring my mouth, and my dick twitches below.
Number 2 noona, lost in the kiss, pulls me deeper, mashing her tits against me.
I fidget cluelessly, hands unsure where to go, tongue clumsy.
'Can't get too hard—going commando here.'
Brain knows, but body won't listen.
“Look at that pervy-ass kiss.”
“Hey, don't get horny off King's Game.”
While the noonas giggle and tease, blood rushes south, tenting against her panties.
Soaking wet too.
'This is risky...'
She's drenched already—training pants getting damp.
When she gets off, wet spot's one thing, but the tent? Obvious.
“Enough! How long you gonna suck face?”
“Psycho, Chung-hyun's ears are beet red.”
Number 2 noona pulls back, eyes glazed from kissing alone.
She wipes her lips with the back of her hand, whispers in my ear.
“Why you rock hard already? Noona kiss that good?”
Her sticky voice tickles, dick swells more.
“Diamond cutter. Cute, so secret's safe.”
“Hey, whispering means shot.”
Despite the decree, Number 2 downs her penalty grinning.
She dismounts—pants damp, tent raging, but no one mentions it.
'Pretending not to see 'cause I'm a guy? Eyes glued though. Jerk material for later?'
Meanwhile, Chae-young Noona smirks lewdly at me.
“King's Game's boring. Let's switch.”
Chae-young Noona's words leave the king noona looking wronged as hell.
“What? Switching already? Just made 'em kiss—hardly lame.”
“Tip-toeing the heat kills it. Skip that—Strip Game?”
All eyes snap to me.
“No, I mean, just us, we've hit saunas and seen it all anyway.”
“It's fine, it's a game. Right, Chung-hyun?”
I nod all bashful-like at the question.