When the King’s Milk Streamer Met the Prince’s Dick
Apartment underground level 1 parking lot.
“……Is this really okay? Am I seriously making a mistake that’s impossible to believe?”
I gripped the steering wheel and stared at the photo in my gallery, the one I’d sent to that viewer Maran-nim. I was about to head to the room cafe where we were supposed to meet in person. My foot wouldn’t press the accelerator. My mind wouldn’t stop spinning.
I pulled out my phone again and stared at the image.
“Ugh……”
Every time I looked, a groan slipped out. It was unreal how big and beautiful this dick was—something that shouldn’t exist in real life.
Today I was going to meet the viewer who owned this dick, Maran-nim.
“Should I even go? Is this actually a trap? The odds are seriously high……”
Everything was probably a hidden-camera setup. A pervert who got off on huge tits and huge dicks getting exposed. If that happened, I was finished. My streamer life, the one I’d climbed so high I could quit my day job and focus on it full-time, would be over. My face was already sold everywhere, so daily life would be impossible.
“Is it already too late? Is even the chat we just exchanged dangerous……?”
I broke out in cold sweat and scrolled back through the messages between me and Maran-nim.
We’d both avoided the word “sex,” so my body was buzzing. From the conversation alone, I could still tell myself it probably wasn’t that kind of intent.
“……I have to try it, but no one will believe the excuse anyway…… ugh……”
Thinking about it made it clear—I shouldn’t go. It was reckless to risk losing everything I’d built in a single moment.
But.
“Still…… I want to go……”
Desire, lust—they just wouldn’t quit. The second I caught a glimpse of the dick photo again, my lower belly started throbbing. The devil’s whisper in my head told me to go.
“Ugh…… No choice. I’m still a virgin!!”
Because my chest was so big, I’d been excluded from dating ever since middle school. Guys would flirt and ask me to confess on purpose. I’d taken it seriously, heart racing, only to get betrayed. I’d even gone on a few dates before giving up.
“So I gave up. I swore I’d never meet a real guy for the rest of my life!!”
That’s exactly what I did. I decided I’d live my life satisfied with self-pleasure alone. Once I got used to it, I started using adult toys so I could feel something real. I’d fuck my favorite dildo mercilessly, telling myself ordinary dicks would never feel this good anyway.
I figured I’d never have to worry about real sex or a real dick for the rest of my life.
Until I saw that photo.
“It’ll definitely feel amazing. I want to put this dick…… inside me……”
Today, if I didn’t go, would I ever see this dick again in the rest of my life? I didn’t think so. I had a gut feeling this was my last chance.
If I didn’t go today, I’d spend the rest of my life thinking about this dick until the day I died.
“Ugh, huuuu…… ugh……!!”
Thud.
I slammed my head against the steering wheel and groaned. Then I made my decision.
“If it feels off, I can just say I’m leaving. I didn’t promise anything, I didn’t decide anything……!!”
I opened the navigation to the room cafe we’d agreed to meet at and started driving.
In the end, my brain had short-circuited.
*
The meeting spot wasn’t far. The parking lot was a little distant, but I still had to walk a bit. Still, it was close.
“Video games, drinks, snacks, instant ramen—every room has a TV.”
The room cafe was like a comic book store that had been upgraded a million times. Because the price was cheap and you could kill time there, I kept seeing young students inside.
“I knew about it when I searched, but it really is a wholesome place……”
Honestly, when I first heard the name I’d been a little nervous, thinking it might be like a room salon. I felt a bit embarrassed now that I’d come and realized it was normal. I mentally apologized.
The 19th room Maran-nim had messaged me was the darkest one in the back. I went to check if it was the right door, then pulled back the curtain and stepped inside.
“……”
A boy looked up at me with wide eyes.
Fluffy, messy hair. Pale skin. A tired expression. Short stature.
“Wow. He’s incredibly cute……”
He was exactly the type I liked most—dark-library-shota aesthetic.
“S-sorry, wrong room.”
But how could such a young boy be Maran-nim? He was terrified when I said I was here, and I was about to leave when he suddenly called out.
“M-Marayan-nim?”
“Ah.”
He recognized me. Worst-case scenario.
Just as my heart dropped, thinking I should run right then,
“I’m Maran. The one who sent the photo.”
The boy said he was Maran-nim himself.
“Maran-nim? Really?”
“Yes. It’s me.”
“You still look like a student……”
“……I know, I look younger than I am.”
When I looked closer, there was something a little adult about him. Maybe the wide-eyed shock had made him look even younger for a second.
“I see…… So you really are Maran-nim.”
“Yes. Well, come in first.”
I took off my shoes and stepped inside. Maran-nim stood there, looking a little tense, and we just stared at each other.
“The…… photo. Was it edited?”
I asked carefully when I actually saw Maran-nim. He didn’t look especially big-dicked at all.
“Edited?”
“Um…… the photo you sent.”
The real Maran-nim in front of me was incredibly cute, but nothing about his dick looked special.
Short guys sometimes had stories about big dicks because blood rushed there, but that was just gossip. It didn’t make sense that someone so handsome would have a dick that big.
“It’s real.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But right now I’m a little nervous……”
Maran-nim scratched his cheek and looked embarrassed. He glanced down at my loose clothes, covering his large chest as much as he could, then said,
“……If you want to see, I can just lift my shirt. Can I show you my chest?”
He asked seriously, as if expecting me to answer right away.
My shy, big chest—complete with huge areolas and nipples.
“Yes. Here.”
I hesitated for a second, then took off my jacket the way he asked. This was the chest I’d exposed on stream when I got bored. I couldn’t hide it now.
Clunk!
“U-uooh……”
When the heavy breasts finally fell out of my clothes, Maran-nim let out a strange moan. He was probably worried about the trapped, stuffy air inside the shirt.
“This…… Can I take off the nipple covers?”
Maran-nim pointed at the nipple patches I was wearing. I had spares in the car, so I nodded quietly.
Zip……
Maran-nim carefully pulled the nipple patches off. My breasts bounced free, heavy and full.
The left nipple, previously hidden, was now exposed and my face burned.
“Wow…… Hoo…… I’ll take the other side too.”
After that, he removed the other patch. My entire bare, massive chest was on display in front of Maran-nim.
“I always show them off normally, but seeing them up close like this…… I’m so embarrassed……”
It was mortifying. I remembered the time I went to the pool and felt the stares of everyone around me. I was terrified to imagine what expression Maran-nim was making while staring at my chest.
“Um.”
When I looked up at Maran-nim’s voice,
“Can I touch them……?”
Maran-nim’s eyes sparkled. He held both hands right in front of my chest, as if he couldn’t wait to grab them.
“Is…… is that okay……?!”
Before I could answer, Maran-nim’s hands suddenly grabbed my breasts hard.
“Uwa…… Uoh, oooh……”
He couldn’t tear his eyes away from my chest. While moaning and sighing, he squeezed and kneaded them with both hands.
“I…… I really am excited. A person really gets excited about huge tits……”
Maran-nim’s eyes weren’t mocking or disgusted. They were sparkling with pure excitement as he squeezed my breasts enthusiastically.
“Squeeze, squeeze…… rub, rub……”
Maran-nim didn’t just grope. He pinched my nipples or teased them lightly, his breathing getting heavier with arousal.
“Ugh, hoo…… Hoo……”
The touch and the reaction felt so good—ticklish, embarrassing, and pleasurable.
“Can I suck them?”
“What?!”
Maran-nim dropped another bombshell while I was still lost in the sensation.
“There’s no coming, and I’m probably sweaty……”
“It’s fine. You can suck?”
Unable to refuse his serious request, I nodded. Almost immediately, Maran-nim took my left nipple into his mouth.
“Hahm, um, juuuub, juub……”
“Sucking…… He’s sucking my chest. A grown man is sucking my nipples……!!”
He started sucking without hesitation, juub juub. The nipple I’d sucked on myself countless times while masturbating was now being sucked by a boy. It was half indirect kissing.
“Waaah. It feels like a baby…… So cute……”
At the same time as the excitement, an indescribable feeling surged up inside me—something like maternal instinct. My armpit felt ticklish, as if I wanted to offer him anything.
“Eh, eh……?”
And right then, I realized.
Maran-nim’s crotch was slowly pushing forward.
“Puaa…… Haa. It’s completely hard now.”
After I finished kneading his chest, Maran-nim pulled his mouth away and spoke. Looking down, his pants were bulging and obvious.
“Can I take it out?”
“Ah, y-yes……”
Zip.
With a mix of doubt and curiosity, Maran-nim lowered his pants,
Thud.
The thick, veiny, massive erection bounced and pressed against my stomach.
“Ah.”
The head touching my stomach was exactly the same size and shape as the photo I’d received.
Maran-nim’s polite demeanor didn’t match the cartoonishly huge head and the thick, long, throbbing dick that jutted out.
“I…… I…… It’s real…… It’s really real…… The same as the photo, huge and amazing……!!”
Heat flooded my face from the excitement and shock. I couldn’t speak. My lower belly throbbed hotly where the head had touched. My panties got even wetter as I felt my breasts.
“Edited…… Not a lie…… It’s exactly like the photo!!”
“Aaaah, ah, ah……”
Even as I moaned internally, I was so shocked I could barely speak,
“Marayan-nim.”
“Y-yes, yes, yes, y-yes?!”
“Can I rub my dick on your chest?”
Maran-nim asked while still holding one hand on my hard nipple and the other on that magnificent dick.
He wanted to rub that perfect dick on my chest.
“A, aaaaah……”
My lifelong sex fantasy was about to come true right now.
[My lifelong sex fantasy was about to come true right now.]