An Overwhelming Desire Beyond Lust and the Forgotten Reply
“Eh?”
“U-um, no! Nothing at all… Just, you know, something like that.”
The moment I asked in surprise, Boyang shook his head and insisted it was nothing. Even while saying it was nothing, though, there was a lingering trace of reluctance as he glanced at me.
‘All weekend at Boyang’s place having sex? An insanely tempting idea, but…’
Accepting that proposal right away and spending the entire weekend in a nonstop sex marathon would surely feel incredibly good. Just imagining it made my cock throb with blood the second I thought about cumming so deliciously.
But if I said I’d go now, I had a strong feeling I’d end up staying at Boyang’s place, sitting there day after day, doing nothing but sex.
“…Boyang-nim.”
“Yes?”
It was turning a fantasy into reality, but—
“Thank you for the offer. I also had an amazing time with sex today, and if my heart could do whatever it wanted, I’d want to keep going, but… if I did, there are so many things we’d both have to do that it’d just turn into constant sex.”
It didn’t seem like the best long-term choice.
“Th-that’s… yeah. I was just saying it thinking that way…”
No matter how good it sounded, chasing pleasure in the moment wasn’t smart for either of us. I had to figure out who I was in this world, and Boyang had to prepare for his next broadcast. Just staying in the room all weekend fucking would feel good for a moment, but I had a feeling it would lead to a bad ending.
Occasionally, the ya games I played always ended in bad endings no matter how many easy sex choices I picked early on. In reality, I couldn’t just grind through galleries.
“I still don’t know who I am in this world, and Boyang-nim has to prepare for the broadcast too. But wasn’t there a broadcast schedule for tomorrow? I remember it.”
“That’s, I was planning to say I was sick and take a break…”
“Then that won’t work.”
“I’m sorry…”
When I reacted with disbelief, Boyang apologized profusely like he was dying of embarrassment. Thinking he’d wanted to have sex with me all this time, I actually felt a little happy.
“Well, let’s think it over more slowly. We can meet again later. I want to see you too. After we finish everything we have to do and have some free time, we can meet without worrying and enjoy ourselves properly.”
“…Yeah. That’s exactly what Mara-nim said. I got way too excited. This first time sex was just too, too good. My head was filled with nothing but thoughts of sex…”
Boyang seemed a little more composed now. He let out a small sigh, put his hand to his cheek, and apologized while blushing. Hearing him say that made me feel even more awkward.
“Your appearance is young, but you’re really an adult, Mara-nim.”
And with eyes full of admiration, he looked at me and said it with genuine wonder. It was embarrassing.
“N-no, well… anyway, I recorded a video. Want to see it?”
“Eh? Video? When did you…?”
Embarrassed, I switched the mood by watching the video the part-timer had filmed together with Boyang.
[Clothes♡ Ooh clothes♡ So good♡ I love cock♡]
“….”
“U-uh ahhh…”
And before I knew it, the air between us turned awkward and embarrassing. On the one hand I felt embarrassed seeing the two of us fucking like animals in the video, on the other I was still excited, yet I’d been the one who’d said to stop earlier. It was a messy, heated atmosphere.
“…Should I send this to you by email later?”
“Yeah… definitely…”
Anyway, at least one thing was certain: I could use this video as my lifelong sweetheart forever.
*
After leaving the room cafe with Mara-nim and having dinner together at a nearby restaurant, I returned home.
“Haa…”
At home, I let out a heavy sigh and collapsed onto the living room sofa with a thud.
The home that had been a paradise for the shut-in me suddenly felt so cold. Was it because I’d been too happy and thrilled just moments ago? Even a touch of depression hit me.
Staring blankly at the living room sofa, a thought suddenly struck me, and I went to the bathroom, opened the cabinet above the sink.
“Wow, you really stocked up a lot…”
The cabinet was full of adult toys—lotus, dildos, things I’d never show anyone. It had only gotten worse every year since I turned adult.
I took out the dildo I’d used the most and looked at it.
‘…Silly.’
Even though I’d used this thing so much before, now I felt no attachment at all. Compared to Mara-nim’s big, wonderful cock I’d tasted today, everything else was just toys.
‘Time to clean up.’
I grabbed a black plastic bag from the kitchen, emptied the entire cabinet of adult toys into it, and tied it tight. A twinge of regret hit me, but at the same time I knew there was no other choice.
If I kept using these in the future, they’d only make me even more desperate comparing them to the cock of Mara-nim that had just made me cum so hard today. It was like drinking seawater when you’re thirsty.
“Mara-nim…”
Even though I’d just been talking to him, the name of someone I already wanted to see again slipped out—more precisely, his nickname. Now that I thought about it, I’d forgotten to ask his real name all the way through. I should have.
“Haaaa…”
Anyway, this was the first time I’d ever wanted someone like this.
Honestly, at first it had just been lust. An animal instinct.
The big, beautiful cock from the photos, the sticky sweet scent of his precum, the primal urge to take this superior male at any cost—it had all drawn me in.
But that primal lust had completely flipped upside down at dinner.
Even though my complex had helped, Mara-nim had said to my words that I was grateful for my chest,
“Don’t force yourself to show off your chest or anything like that. Boyang-nim is a perfectly good streamer even without all that.”
“I liked the way Boyang-nim usually broadcasts quietly without showing his chest. You’re more than attractive enough as a streamer without trying.”
He said it with endless seriousness, that he liked me regardless of my chest.
“…And personally, I’d like you to cover up a bit more. Showing it to so many people would be a waste. Those idiots who don’t understand its value just make me angry when they joke around.”
He even added something like he hoped it wouldn’t be visible to others, sounding a little jealous.
The moment I heard that, my face burned hot. My chest felt like it was about to burst. The moment I heard Mara-nim’s words, my desire and lust had all turned into something far hotter—into pure affection.
“I have to…”
Love him.
“After he already liked me that much first… how could I not like him…”
Even though I hadn’t liked myself, someone liked me more than I did.
‘It’s too much… it’s good… now what do I do?’
Everyone says the end of a couple is sex. But if we’ve already done it, what the hell do we do now? I had no idea.
‘I don’t know… but.’
The one thing I could do was the best I could.
Mara-nim had said he came from another world.
At first it was hard to believe, but after seeing his cock and way of thinking completely different from a normal man in this world, I started thinking it might actually be true, and as we talked more, it felt more and more real.
And right now, in this world, the only person who knew that fact was me. I alone knew Mara-nim’s secret, his true identity.
‘First, I’ll do my absolute best to help him. Then… surely we’ll get even closer…!!’
I decided that with every fiber of my being, I would help Mara-nim to the best of my ability.
*
When I got back to my studio apartment,
“…I should’ve just gone with him.”
Lying facedown on the bed, I regretted my decision with a time lag for turning down Boyang’s proposal to have sex all weekend together.
‘Wait, no. What was so great about rejecting the daily sex life where I get to live with the editor—more precisely, Boyang—while getting a room? That’s the best, right?’
Was there anything better for a guy than that? A cute chest streamer with a kingly chest liked my cock so much she offered money and to live together, and yet I still turned it down. Intense regret flooded over me.
“That’s why I hate senpai time, seriously…”
In retrospect, it always went like this. After getting a nice fuck, I’d say okay, that’s enough, and start over with a fresh mood, then delete all the ya games or hentai I’d been using, only to have to hunt them down again later and suffer.
‘…Well, if I focus too much on sex, I’d get bored of each other fast anyway. Looking at it coldly, this was the right choice.’
Honestly, I thought the choice itself was correct. I just felt incredibly regretful now that I’d separated and returned to my studio apartment.
The sex with Boyang had been incredibly good.
The moment his cute face was left panting in ecstasy, the huge soft breasts bouncing bouncily, the incredibly wet, overflowing pussy clenching and milking my cock like a handjob.
‘Yeah, it was the absolute best…’
Even though I’d cum that hard, just remembering it made my cock harden again. The urge hit me to snap a photo of my hard cock and send it to Boyang so he could remember today’s sex too.
‘…Should I send it? He’d probably like it, and as thanks he’d send me his photos too.’
The moment I pulled my pants down, took out my phone to snap a picture of my erect cock, I jolted at a text message.
[Really? You went to the hospital?]
“It’s unnie.”
The text from my sister I’d received the moment I answered her call late last night and immediately hung up.