Have You Had Sex?
Ring-a-ling—
Click—
That’s right.
Looking closely, her hair and the lines of her body were strikingly similar. Now that I knew, it was so alike I wondered how I’d never noticed before.
“Hey, why aren’t you holed up in your room? What are you doing wandering around out here?”
“…I was watching TV until a second ago and was just about to head back in. But where the hell did you sell off your greeting?”
“Oh, I’m gonna wash up.”
Areum casually ignored my words, tossed her bag onto the sofa with a thud, and walked straight toward the bathroom.
Creak— click—
“Gulp.”
I swallowed hard. Areum was definitely washing up without locking the door. If I just barged in and fucked her with my cock— AAAAAH!!
I stopped the free-flowing train of thought and cooled my head. That bitch was White Rabbit only on Sextagram; right now she was just my (former) childhood friend and (current) goddamn little sister.
It hadn’t been like this before, but after living together all these years, nothing but mutual disgust had piled up between us. And as they say, the body is honest. My twitching cock died the moment I recalled that bitch’s face.
I felt oddly proud of this dead dick instead and reached for Areum’s bag sprawled across the sofa.
“Hoo…”
Still, deep down I hoped my suspicion was wrong. It was far too uncertain to pin someone down by voice alone.
Ziiip—
But that thought vanished the instant I opened the bag. Inside was a phone I never usually saw, along with a camera that popped right out. Digging a little deeper, things that had flickered on screen during the stream came into view.
In the makeup pouch sat the exact same brand of tint I’d seen on the broadcast earlier, and the slutty underwear she’d worn for a mission was sitting right there like it owned the place. Finally, this sealed it—the pure white mask that had appeared briefly on screen.
“Crazy bitch…”
Just like her nickname on Sextagram, it really was a white rabbit mask. With that, suspicion turned to certainty and all sorts of thoughts rose up.
I forced myself to shake my head and put everything back. No—I was clearly trying to stuff the things I’d taken out back into the bag, but my hands just wouldn’t let go of the panties and bra I was holding.
“H-hmm…”
I glanced around needlessly in the empty living room, then slowly brought the underwear to my face.
“Sniff, sniff sniff… Haa…”
It was definitely the perfume Areum usually sprayed. That scent mixed with White Rabbit’s body odor, blending into one. And my lower half reacted at once, bulging hard.
“This… fuck… haa…”
I pushed the thought that these were Areum’s underwear a little farther away and started hypnotizing myself that they belonged to White Rabbit. Areum’s showers lasted at least twenty minutes, so even on a tight estimate I had fifteen. That was more than enough time for a quick jerk-off.
Swoosh—
“H-huu… Haaah!”
The rough mesh of the panties scraped across the skin of my cock. The moment they touched my swollen, hypersensitive glans, it twitched and spat out a little clear precum.
“H-haa, haaa…!”
And with the orgasm that followed I emptied everything.
Splat—! Splaash—!
For a guy, if you set your mind to it you can cum in an instant from jerking off, but this was way too fast even for that. The number of strokes could be counted on one hand, yet I ignored the cum that had splattered in front of me and started pumping my cock again.
Swoosh- swoosh- swooosh—
“H-huuk… haa, ha, haa!”
I closed my eyes and pictured White Rabbit. Stripping off her clothes layer by layer right in front of me, spreading her legs wide, then pinned under me moaning— Areum, fuck!!
My cock shriveled instantly at the face of Areum that floated up again. Why the hell did I have to recall Areum’s face and dilute every good feeling from a second ago?
“…Fucking bitch.”
I glared once at the bathroom and stuffed the panties and bra back into the bag. A bit of cum had splattered, but she wouldn’t connect it to me. And even if she did, that would be entertaining in its own way.
First things first—my suspicion had become certainty. Now my head filled with thoughts of what to do about it. But as expected, nothing useful came to mind. I couldn’t just barge in and stop her from streaming on Sextagram, and simply watching quietly seemed even harder.
“…Should I just go tell Mom or Dad?”
I imagined the aftermath and shook my head. This had to be settled between me and Areum. I put the bag back where it belonged, roughly wiped the cum off the floor, and went into my room. Then I buried myself in bed, soothing my spinning mind and sinking into thought.
“Hey, wake up. Hey!”
“Ahh… what.”
I must have dozed off while fretting over everything.
“Dinner? Don’t you dare say you’re not eating again. And then come begging me to make something late. This time you’re really dead.”
“…I’ll eat. But what are we having.”
“Cooking’s a pain. Let’s just order delivery.”
“So, what.”
“Fuck, that’s why I came to ask what you want to eat. You talk like such a dick.”
“You’re on your period morning and night. If you’ve got a problem with me, just say it. Don’t get mad. You’re being a real pain in the ass.”
This bitch wasn’t treating her oppa like shit or anything—every single word was razor-sharp.
“Ha, finished spouting off?”
“…Yeah, fuck. Why.”
“If you’ve eaten, you should at least clean up. You’ve got time to watch TV and jerk off, but you won’t clear the table? Huh? Look at this. In the trash can—ugh, fuck. It reeks of cum all over the place.”
“Hey! Heyyy! A-are you crazy? Why the hell are you smelling that.”
“Then clean it up ahead of time so I don’t have to smell it. Why don’t you clean it yourself and get mad at me and throw a fit instead.”
“Haa… why are you really like this. Do you want to see me go crazy for real?”
“I feel like I’m going crazy right now, you know? If you don’t want to watch me lose it, come out with a menu decided in five minutes.”
Areum grabbed the trash can and left the room as she was. No matter how informal we were with each other like real siblings, this was a bit much. No—even if we were real siblings this would still be a problem. Knowing full well what that was and still sticking her head in there… I felt so embarrassed for a second I wanted to bite my tongue and die.
“Wow… fuck… but damn, that’s hot.”
A sudden shift in thinking. The moment I realized the one who’d just smelled my cum was White Rabbit, my cock—already stiff right after waking—got even harder. And the time I had was only five minutes. Of course it was doable.
I yanked my underwear down like even thinking about it was a waste of time.
Thwack-! Thwack-! Thwack-! Thwack-!
Splat—!
“Hey! Come out!”
“Y-yeah! Coming now!”
It was a little risky because of the short time, but I managed to time it roughly to one orgasm. I roughly tossed the wet wipe full of cum under the bed, planning to throw it away later, then hurried out at Areum’s nagging.
“Menu?”
“…Chicken? How about fried.”
“Drinking too?”
“Uh… I hadn’t thought about it. You?”
“Do I look like I’ll drink? I asked if you would drink. So please just answer the question asked.”
“Haa, two bottles of beer.”
“Yeah, I’ll order the fried myself.”
“Ha, whatever.”
“…It’ll take thirty minutes. I’m gonna watch a movie, so if you’re hanging around out here just mess with your phone or something.”
Areum started flipping channels with the remote, then set it down on a movie that had just started—something well past its season.
“Isn’t that one you’ve already seen.”
“Yeah, why.”
“Just wondering why you’d watch something you’ve already seen.”
“That’s my business. You jerk off and then do it again. Do it a little less.”
“Hey… please that a bit, haa… whatever.”
I had no idea who was saying what to whom right now. My mouth itched so badly I thought I’d go crazy, the words Sextagram and White Rabbit rising all the way to my throat, but I couldn’t easily open my mouth.
“You’ll rot your bones away~ wear your dick out too.”
“…You, you’re not really crazy, right? You keep crossing the line. Don’t you fucking jerk off?”
“Yeah, I don’t jerk off. Why would I do something dirty like that.”
“Bullshit. If you haven’t jerked off, I’ll change my last name.”
“Oh no, today Shin Down has to change his last name. I’ll tell Auntie and Uncle. From today on, Park Down.”
“Haa… prove it.”
“…Bullshit. What proof.”
“Prove you don’t jerk off.”
“Ha, crazy bastard. Eat this.”
Areum looked quite flustered at my words and flipped me the middle finger. The impulse rose to shove that finger straight into Areum’s cunt.
“If it’s true, prove it. You can’t, right? But fuck~ what kind of bullshit is saying you’ve never done it. Dirty—and what’s dirty about it.”
“No, I really have never done it, okay? Why would I lie about this.”
“…Then sex. Have you had sex?”
“Crazy bastard! You’re a real psycho. Ugh, fuck, I’m losing interest.”
“You have, you have. So you have sex but don’t jerk off, huh. But do you even have the ability to get a boyfriend?”
“Bullshit fuck! Shut your mouth.”
“Or a fuck buddy? What, random chat or something? Or streaming or something?”
“…B-bullshit.”
A beat-late reaction. And from her violently shaking eyes I could tell Areum was badly flustered. I hadn’t planned to go this far, but that bitch kept scratching at me so I floored the accelerator. Since the water was already spilled, I decided to push even further.
“On stream, calling guest guys and having sex together, right? I’ve seen a lot of those streams.”
“Haa… if you play with that mouth one more time I’ll really tear it. Please shut your mouth.”
“If not, then not—you’re overreacting. Anyone watching would think you really stream.”
“……”
A brief silence followed.
Ding-dong- ding-dong—
And whether fortunate or unfortunate, the delivery arrived earlier than expected.
“You used the card again, right? Give it, I’ll go out.”
“…Yeah.”
I took the card from Areum and headed for the front door.