Pathetic Confidence
The clink of bottles being set down on the table pulled me back to reality.
“Still frozen stiff?”
Yeong-woo stood there in nothing but his underwear. From the bits and pieces I’d overheard earlier, it was clear this wasn’t their first or second time doing something like this.
“Beer?”
“…”
“Dude, you came all the way here and you’re still acting like a nervous wreck? You even finished your military service, for fuck’s sake.”
“It’s my first time… so yeah.”
Chodaenam.
That’s what they called a man a couple invited over so he could sleep with the wife or girlfriend while the boyfriend watched. I had no idea what kind of psychology or reasons lay behind it. The only thing I knew for certain was this:
Tonight, I was finally going to lose my virginity.
My phone was still tucked in my pocket. I didn’t take it out. The atmosphere wasn’t exactly one where I could casually stare at my screen and pretend to be somewhere else.
From the perspective of someone waiting for a reply from Se-eun, I felt a sting of guilt all by myself.
But then again… Se-eun had dated someone before, hadn’t she?
That single thought was enough to make the guilt vanish without a trace.
“Want another drink?”
Yeong-woo and Eun-chae kept the mood light at first, chatting about recent happenings and funny stories. Eventually the conversation drifted toward how curiosity had led them to try inviting a chodaenam, and how the thrill of it had kept them going.
Is this kind of thing actually more common than I thought?
They said their relationship was perfectly fine. In fact, they claimed it was precisely because they loved each other so much that they could even do something like this.
And honestly, the way they looked at each other really did seem dripping with honey.
“What, you’ve never heard of it? Chodaenam, netorase, stuff like that.”
“…I’ve come across it before, hyung.”
I had seen posts on community sites with titles that included words like “abyss” or “real talk.” I’d thought I could never understand it. And now here I was, sitting across from Yeong-woo and Eun-chae.
I was too scared to chime in. What if I ruined the mood?
While I stayed quiet, Eun-chae gave my arm a light poke.
“What, do I look like a total slut to you?”
“N-no!”
“Then?”
“…This is a trap, right? I think keeping my mouth shut is the safest option.”
“Correct.”
Eun-chae spoke in the same playful tone she’d used back at the bar. Even her light laughter made her breasts, barely contained by her bra, jiggle up and down.
When I’d left the house earlier today, I never could have imagined I’d end up in a situation like this.
“Hey, loosen up already! Minjae, you idiot. You came here on your own two feet, didn’t you?”
“…”
“Or just drink, at least.”
Alcohol. Right. Alcohol.
“Whoa, dude!”
I emptied all three glasses of soju that had been sitting on the table. The bitter taste clung to the back of my tongue and refused to leave.
“Ugh.”
“Holy shit, you’re really nervous, huh?”
“Of course I’m nervous, damn it.”
“Look at this guy… So? Feeling any better?”
“I don’t know.”
Eun-chae burst out laughing at the ridiculous exchange between the two men.
“You really are a virgin through and through, Minjae.”
“…”
“Has he even looked this way yet, babe?”
“I can look, you know.”
The alcohol must have loosened my tongue a little.
To prove my point, I turned my gaze toward Eun-chae. Blonde hair, snow-white skin. I stared straight into her mischievous eyes without flinching.
Then she grabbed her own breasts and shook them.
Jiggle. Jiggle.
My eyes immediately dropped.
“Kyahaha!”
“Look how fast his eyes went down.”
“Total pervert~ Seriously. Such a horny little bastard.”
Fuck. How the hell is a guy supposed to hold back when she does that?
“Want me to show you my nipples?”
“…”
“Kyahaha!”
Her tone was casual, but the atmosphere was anything but.
It wasn’t heavy either. “Eerie” felt like the most accurate description.
Ordinary conversation taking place in an utterly extraordinary situation.
Things I had never experienced and never imagined I would were making me swallow dryly over and over.
Eun-chae looked at me with a teasing smile, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.
With a soft click, her bra loosened, and I caught a glimpse of her hardened nipples. I reflexively held my breath.
Just as she was about to pull the bra all the way down—
“Babe.”
“Hm?”
What Eun-chae pointed at was the very obvious tent pitched in my pants.
She was already down to her underwear, and Yeong-woo was sitting there without even trying to hide his own erection. That was why I’d lowered my hands in the first place…
Yeong-woo poured himself another shot of soju, downed it in one go, then silently opened the door to the master bedroom and stepped inside. Eun-chae took my hand and pulled me to my feet.
“…Come on, Minjae.”
It wasn’t a coquettish voice, nor was it playful. It was the voice of a woman caught between tension and excitement. I followed her into the bedroom.
The room was brightly lit by fluorescent lights—hardly the ideal setting for losing my virginity.
Yeong-woo sat in a chair beside the bed, watching us. Eun-chae climbed onto the bed without hesitation and tossed her bra aside.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“You take off my panties. Hurry up.”
At Yeong-woo’s command, I awkwardly crawled onto the bed. Eun-chae immediately pressed her legs together.
Black panties. The outline of her pussy lips was clearly visible. The center of the fabric was already soaked with her juices.
“Scaredy-cat.”
“…”
She was telling me to relax and get on with it. My erection felt like it was about to burst.
My hands, which had been hovering around her waist, finally grabbed the waistband of her panties and slid them all the way down.
Her pussy was flushed deep red and glistening with arousal. Her pubic hair—black, unlike her dyed blonde hair—was wet and clumped together like a tiny brush. This wasn’t something from a doujin or porn video…
This was a real woman’s pussy. Right in front of me.
“Usually the chodaenam guys take the lead from here.”
“Hehe, Eun-chae. He’s a virgin, remember?”
Can you stop calling me a virgin already…
“I guess we shouldn’t expect any foreplay, huh?”
“He probably just wants to fuck so bad he’s losing his mind right now.”
“Hehe.”
“You’re soaked too, aren’t you?”
“…Ugh, shut up, idiot.”
Eun-chae reached around on the bed, grabbed a condom, and tore it open.
“I don’t usually do this for anyone but my boyfriend.”
Then she brought the condom to her mouth.
“But since it’s you, Minjae, I’ll make an exception.”
I had no idea what she was about to do, but I instinctively glanced at Yeong-woo.
What I saw was his tent twitching violently upward at her words.
He’s getting off on this?
“Mmmph.”
“Huh?”
“Mmmph. Mmmph mmph.”
Oh. She wanted me to pull my underwear down?
It was embarrassing, but there was no point in hesitating now. I quickly slid my underwear down, exposing my virgin cock.
“Whoa, fuck. That’s impressively thick.”
At Yeong-woo’s comment, Eun-chae burst out laughing with the condom still between her lips.
She slowly leaned her face toward my cock.
I hadn’t even washed… It probably smelled like sweat, and there might be precum…
She shattered every one of my anxious thoughts as she approached, then smoothly rolled the condom onto me using only her mouth.
Her face slid down from the head, her teeth gently grazing the shaft, until her lips finally brushed against my pubic hair.
It was embarrassing. And insanely arousing.
With her mouth still full of saliva, Eun-chae gave me a lewd smile, then lay back on the bed and spread her legs, revealing her glistening pink folds.
“What are you waiting for, dumbass?”
I had been waiting for permission. I wanted to make sure it was really okay.
But neither Yeong-woo nor Eun-chae tried to stop me. They were simply waiting for me to move.
I swallowed hard and positioned myself between her legs.
I couldn’t look at her face. I just stared at her pussy and aimed my condom-covered cock at her entrance.
“Ah.”
The moment my glans touched her folds, a small but unmistakably lewd moan escaped her.
It was completely different from her playful tone just moments ago.
I slowly pushed my cock into her spread entrance.
Slowly. Slowly. Past the entrance, all the way to the base. Her entire pussy wrapped around me.
It was warm. Slippery. And it squeezed.
More than the physical pleasure of her pussy, the way she moaned and lifted her hips when I bottomed out made my heart pound violently.
Yeong-woo no longer said a word. He simply watched her face and body with intense focus.
Fuck. Sex. How the hell do you even do sex?
Should I just copy what I’d seen in porn? I slowly pulled back out, and—
“Haaang! Ah, babe! His cock is so fucking thick!”
“D-does it hurt?”
“Nooo. Mmm, it doesn’t hurt…”
If it didn’t hurt…
Then… she liked it?
I didn’t think I needed Yeong-woo’s permission anymore.
He was watching with a face full of arousal… and he was smiling.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Eun-chae’s moans filled the entire room.
Her slender waist twisted wildly as I gripped her hips and thrust relentlessly.
“Aah! Hngh, ah, aahhhng!”
The sound of her moans echoed throughout the room. I held onto her slim waist and moved my hips back and forth with everything I had. Her head thrashed forward and upward uncontrollably.
A woman’s body seemed far more fragile than I’d imagined. Yet even so, her pussy clenched around me as my hips pistoned into her like they had a mind of their own.
I unconsciously grabbed her bouncing breasts. I pulled my hands away in a panic, only to return to them again, addicted to their soft, yielding texture.
That was all. No kissing. No foreplay. I simply moved between her breasts and waist, releasing twenty-two years—eighteen months of military service included—of pent-up desire into her pussy.
“Aang! Aaaahng!”
Maybe it was the alcohol, but all I could see was Eun-chae and her pussy. Her moans acted like white noise that boosted my focus and arousal.
I had no idea how much time had passed or how long I’d been fucking her. I was drenched in sweat, breathing like I was back in the military doing iron training, when a metallic rasp mixed into my heavy panting—
Fuck! I’m cumming!
“Aaaahk!”
I slammed my hips forward until I was pressed against the deepest part of her and came hard.
Spurt. Spurt.
While my balls twitched and emptied, Eun-chae’s nails dug deep into my back before finally loosening.
“Haa… haa… He’s… he’s still cumming.”
I hadn’t realized I could cum for that long.
The tension finally left my ass. I slowly pulled back, and with a wet pop, my cock slid out of her pussy.
The tip of the condom was bulging with thick, white semen.
Holy shit. I came so much.
Yeong-woo approached and stood beside Eun-chae.
“So? How was Minjae’s cock? Did you like it?”
“Ugh, I don’t know. You always ask me that.”
“You said it was thick. And yeah… it really is thick.”
Was it?
“Since it was his first time, he really went at it hard. You came once already, right?”
“I don’t knooow.”
“Hehe. Hey, what about you? Wasn’t her pussy amazing?”
I nodded vigorously. Pure respect and gratitude. At my enthusiastic nodding, both Yeong-woo and Eun-chae burst into laughter.
Pussy. Woman. The pleasure was so insane I wondered if something like this was even allowed to exist.
I was busy mentally writing a review of Eun-chae’s pussy when I heard wet sucking sounds. I looked up.
Eun-chae had her legs spread wide, showing off the pussy I had just been inside, and was now sucking Yeong-woo’s cock with her mouth.
This is insane. Is this real…?
I had just cum that much, yet my cock was already rising again.
It was dawn. The first bus of the day would be running soon.
I hadn’t slept at all. We’d had sex nonstop. I lost my virginity, received my first blowjob, and took turns with Yeong-woo fucking Eun-chae until we ran out of condoms. When the two of them finally collapsed from exhaustion, I quietly slipped out of the room.
I’m not a virgin anymore.
That meaningless little badge filled me with a surge of confidence.
The more fundamental reason was probably that Eun-chae had told me my cock was thick.
She must have liked it, because even though my technique was terrible, she still moaned for me and kept repeating how thick I was.
Wow, I’m such a pathetic loser. Getting my dick praised and suddenly my self-esteem skyrockets.
But it was true. While I sat outside alone, the corners of my mouth refused to come down.
I was about to turn on my phone to check when the first bus home would arrive—
Ding.
A message notification sounded.
“Huh?”
It was from Cha Se-eun.
At this hour? A message from Se-eun?
“She actually replied…”
It was a sigh of relief.
I’d done the same thing before—forgotten to charge my phone and left it dead. The important thing was that she had replied, even if it was late.
Should I reply right now? What should I even say?
…No. No!
I knew this sudden burst of confidence was just the newbie buff from finally losing my virginity.
Still, I felt like I could say it now without too much difficulty. My hand moved on its own and pressed the call button.
Tu-ru-ru. Tu-ru-ru.
After a few rings—
[…Hello?]
She picked up.
“Yeah, I was already awake.”
[Ah… you were? I just woke up.]
“It feels like it’s been forever since we last talked.”
[It really has. Hehe.]
…
I hadn’t called just to make small talk.
“Tomorrow—”
[You got discharged— Ah, you go first!]
“No, it’s fine. You first.”
[It’s nothing… I just wanted to say congratulations on your discharge.]
“…Thank you.”
[It feels a bit awkward, doesn’t it? Maybe because it’s been so long.]
“Yeah.”
Now was the moment.
“Se-eun.”
[Yes?]
“If you’re not busy tomorrow—actually, today—do you want to meet up?”
