The Temptation of a Sissified Friend
"A... a bet...?"
Kim Minjun stared at him, thrown completely off by a suggestion that had nothing whatsoever to do with the situation they were in.
"Yeah. The kind of bet you already know."
"W-what the hell are you talking about all of a sudden? Don't change the subject with this garbage!"
He snapped at Master not to dodge the point — but Master didn't even blink. He just kept talking.
"If you win, I'll show you something incredible. Haha."
"S-something incredible...?"
Master already knew Minjun would hang on every word.
"Yeah. Something really, really incredible. Haha."
"I-incredible how...? What do you mean...?"
And just as Master had expected, Kim Minjun took the bait.
"Win the bet, and I'll let you sit right there and watch me and Eunwoo fuck each other raw."
"...!"
A prize he had never even imagined.
"Well? Starting to sound a little more interesting?"
Master said it with total confidence, certain Minjun would leap at the offer. That certainty sat on his face as a thin, greasy smile.
"W-why would I?! There's no way I'd want to watch two guys have se—"
He never finished the sentence.
A sharp pinch. Master twisted Eunwoo's nipple.
"Hiiiiiinh...!!!♡"
A cheap, filthy moan tore out of Eunwoo. His eyes rolled back; his whole body bucked with pleasure. He bit down hard, trying — for his friend's sake, of all things — to keep the sound in, but spit ran lewdly from between his clenched lips.
"Nn... ehhh...♡"
The pretty face Minjun had once fallen for as a girlfriend twisted into the expression of a bitch in heat.
"You really don't want to watch? Haha."
Snot smeared his face. Tears streaked it. Hot, ragged breath slapped against Minjun's skin.
"Nn... eughh...♡"
Tongue lolling, panting — the sight of him made something in a man's gut pull tight.
"What you just saw doesn't even compare. You have no idea how filthy Eunwoo gets in bed. He clings like a bitch in heat that's gone completely feral. It's so fucking hot, you have no idea. Hahaha."
The kind of bottomed-out, true face of a woman you only ever saw in porn or doujinshi. Of course, his friend wasn't a woman.
H... honestly...
He wanted to see it so badly it hurt.
That face could stop traffic. It could put most celebrities to shame. And he was being offered a front-row seat to watch it get wrecked by a built alpha male?
"W-what if... I lose...?"
The image was so raw it lit a fuse in him. In the end, he reached for the rotten rope.
Okay. Figured he'd bite. Haha.
Once he asked that, the bet was as good as accepted.
"Then you become my slave."
"...!"
"You hand over everything you own, obviously. And from then on, that bright future of yours, all that young labor — you spend every bit of it on me. You live a life that's consumed for my sake."
Set against the prize for winning, the cost of losing was grotesque. Completely unfair.
"T-there's no way I'd ever..."
"Of course, if you became my slave..."
A long, wet lick.♡
"...!"
Master dragged his broad tongue up the tears sliding down Eunwoo's face.
"M-Master...♡"
Master, violating his own bitch right there in front of him.
"You might get to watch this kind of thing for the rest of your life. Haha."
Win, and he got to watch them have sex. Lose, and he spent the rest of his life as a Tribute Slave — but he'd get to see this kind of filth on a near-permanent basis.
He swallowed.
Either way... it's not really a loss, is it? The devil's nonsense started eating into him.
But still.
"G..."
"Hm?"
A slave for life, no matter how you dressed it up.
"G-get lost, you freaks..."
The risk was far too big to swallow whole.
Yeah... looks like I'm going to need one last push.
Pleasure alone wasn't going to land this. There was too much rage and hatred still sitting in Kim Minjun's chest, and the stakes of the bet were genuinely dangerous.
In that case...
Master flicked his fingers in a signal.
"M-Minjun..."
Jo Eunwoo called his friend's name with a pitiful look in his eyes.
"I-I'm sorry... I'm really, really sorry..."
A tear-soaked voice, an apology that sounded like it came from the heart.
"Hmph! An apology now doesn't mean a damn—"
"I know I have no right to ask, but..."
And then, shamelessly, he piled more on.
"Please... save me..."
"...What did you just say?"
It wasn't only an apology. A genuine plea to be rescued came right after it.
"S-save you...?"
"Aah, right, right. If sitting in on a fuck isn't enough for you... then if you win, I'll set Eunwoo free."
"W-what are you talking about...? Jo Eunwoo, you... you're being forced to do this?"
"Obviously. Who would want to live as someone else's sex slave? Haha."
It was the most obvious thing in the world — and yet Minjun had never thought of it, because Eunwoo's face had been so full of a smile that looked genuinely, completely happy.
"I'm sorry... t-they have something on my family... that's why..."
"Y-your family..."
"My sisters... and Dad and Mom too..."
E... Eunwoo's mother too...?
A new reason to take the bet took shape in Kim Minjun's head. A respectable one.
"Your friend's been sissified and he's about to spend the rest of his life as a cock-sleeve. Shouldn't you save him?"
Master said it with a straight face — the man who had caused all of this in the first place.
"You don't even feel sorry for Eunwoo, spending forever offering up his body and getting toyed with? Hm? Hahaha."
And as if he were showing off for Minjun, he dragged his tongue up the slender line of Eunwoo's throat.
"D-don't...!♡"
Eunwoo let out a moan like a female being taken against her will.
"H-haaauuunn...♡"
It almost looked like he was forcing the act — but only almost.
"J-Jo Eunwoo, you..."
And with that, the rescue narrative was built.
Y... yeah. He's still my friend. If I don't do this, Eunwoo and his whole family are finished.
Kim Minjun, who had been thrashing in the current of that twisted temptation, finally took the bet — wrapping it in morality, in a sense of justice, in the duty of saving a friend.
"F-fine..."
He flung his own ugly desire into the unconscious, somewhere far out of sight.
"The bet..."
Master's mouth curled into a satisfied smile. He launched straight into the terms and a few simple rules.
"It's simple. You sit there, and Eunwoo jerks you off."
"W-what...? Who's jerking what...?"
"Time limit is five minutes. Hold out without coming and you win."
"W-wait, hang on. Even so—"
"Ah, am I being too generous? Eunwoo just giving you a handjob out of nowhere... haha."
"Would you just lis—"
"Count yourself lucky. I'm only allowing this because you used to be Eunwoo's boyfriend."
"..."
Master clearly had no intention of hearing him out.
"It's not even stacked against you, right? It's not like you're going to blow it just because your friend is the one jerking you. Haha."
He already knew Minjun would never be able to walk away from this.
N-no... a handjob between friends is just... disgusting...
Then his eyes met Eunwoo's.
A sweet, melting little smile.♡
Minjun's mind locked up.
He had accepted the bet to save his friend. And yet—
He swallowed hard.
In the end he came right back around. The grudge of never having slept with the person he'd thought was his girlfriend, and the lust sitting under it, smeared every rational thought he had.
A conversation he'd once had with Lee Hyunwoo flickered through his head.
"Dude, be honest. You could do Eunwoo, right?"
"There you go again, you freak. What kind of disgusting shit are you saying?"
"Come on, you know what I mean. If someone told me to kiss Eunwoo, I could do it. Honestly, we could even jerk each other off."
"Yeah, you two have fun with that, you gay pieces of shit."
That was what he'd said. And yet—
"Minjun..."
Even now, knowing what Eunwoo really was, those days they'd dated still polished themselves into beautiful memories. Eunwoo was that slender, that feminine.
"We're... starting...?"
His friend's hand drifted toward his cock.
"Y... yeah..."
He nodded before he could stop himself.
I... I don't even know anymore. Whatever. I just have to win the bet and save my friend, right...?
He'd come this far. He wasn't going to back down. Not as a man.
The zipper rasped down. Kim Minjun took out his cock — the gesture that meant he'd accepted.
"Look at you. Hard as a rock, and you still talk. Haha."
"Nnh..."
Being sized up like that made his face burn. Next to the other man's monstrous length, his own was barely half the size. Small.
J... Jesus, that thing is filthy huge, you monster.
It shrank him as a man. And on top of that—
A little snort of laughter.
D... did he just laugh at me...?
Jo Eunwoo, right in front of him, seemed to be wearing a smile that was mocking him.
I-I'm imagining it. I'm imagining it.
He tried to deny it. And somehow that only made his cock swell harder.
"The second Eunwoo grabs you, I start the timer. Got it?"
"O-okay..."
That slender, soft hand came closer. He could almost feel the faint warmth of it on his cock already.
"Minjun... I'm counting on you...♡"
F-fuck... we're actually doing this...?
His heart was hammering for more reasons than one.
"Ah — Eunwoo grabbing a friend's cock bare is a little much, though, right?"
And with that, Master tossed the onahole Eunwoo had just been using onto Kim Minjun's lap.
"Huh...?"
Minjun blinked at it, lost.
"Use that, Eunwoo. Haha."
"Use it? Y-you're going to jerk me off with this...? Wait — this is the one Jo Eunwoo just came in."
Eunwoo snatched the toy up. A little devil's smile spread across his face.♡
"W-wait a second—!"
"Start~!!!"
The timer clicked on — and in the same instant Eunwoo shoved Kim Minjun's cock into the mouth of the onahole.
"...!!!"
"Ghhhkk...!"
Slick, springy walls coiled around him. The sensation was dangerously addictive.
"Looks like you like it. Win, and I'll throw that in as a bonus. You can tell just by looking — that's the one Eunwoo was using on himself. Hahaha."
"T-this is cheating...!"
A toy that had never been part of the terms. It was blatantly unfair.
"But grabbing it raw would be dirty, wouldn't it? Be reasonable."
"W-what kind of—!"
Nothing about this situation was reasonable to begin with.
"That's a rare piece, you know. The other male slaves could offer up their entire fortunes and still never get one. Haha."
Master just kept pushing.
"Nn... aaah...!"
Minjun could talk all he wanted about cheating. The fact that he wasn't shoving Eunwoo off told the real story. He was enjoying this. Which meant there was no chance of the bet falling apart.
Squelch, squelch.
Inside the onahole, Eunwoo's fresh cum and precum had turned everything into a wet, clinging mess.
D-disgusting, you piece of—!
That sticky feeling crawled up from his cock and wrapped his whole body. And then—
Squelch-squelch!♡
T-this bastard...! Why is he so fucking good at this?!
His friend's handjob skill blew every expectation he had out of the water. Kim Minjun had never had anyone else stroke him in his life. He'd put too much faith in his own track record — but Eunwoo's career, and the sexual technique he'd grown into as Master's devoted pet, were far too sharp, far too lethal, for a virgin who'd never even dated.
"Minjun... does it feel good...?♡"
Jo Eunwoo asked it with a little laugh, like he was having the time of his life watching him.
"O-of course it doesn't, you i-idiot..."
"Ohhh, reaaally~?♡"
That seemed to get under his skin.
"Blehhh...♡"
A long string of spit.♡ Eunwoo let it drool down onto his friend's cock.
"Even now...?♡"
"Y-you crazy bastard...!"
Eunwoo's thick saliva soaked into the onahole.
"All slippery~ Feels good, doesn't it...? Hehe♡"
The spit became a natural lubricant and made the assault even slicker.
"One minute down~"
T-that's all it's been...?
Four minutes left. Honestly—
Ah, goddamn it...! Why...! Why does this feel so good, damn it...!
It already felt like too much.
"Ah, you smiled...♡"
"I-I-I-I did not?!"
"You just grinned because it felt good, didn't you? Didn't you? Hehehe...♡"
Having his skill recognized by someone else seemed to please Eunwoo. A laugh slipped out of him.
"D-don't laugh, you son of a bitch... i-it's disgusting..."
"Oh? You hate me?"
He leaned his upper body in, closer and closer.
"H-h-h-hey...!!! Get back!"
"If you hate it, just push me away... so why aren't you pushing me away...?♡"
That sensual, wicked little smile, right in front of his nose.
"Nn... nnh..."
"See...? You like it...♡"
What man alive could push away a smile that sweet, that pretty?
"You two are having fun."
Watching them, Master seemed to be getting an ache of his own.
He grabbed Eunwoo's ass.
"This one's on the house. Haha."
"O-on the house...?"
He drove his cock in deep.
"Ock...!♡"
The easy, teasing smile from a second ago crumpled — instantly — into the cheap, filthy grin of a sow.
"Oghoghoghogh?!♡"
F-fuck...
Kim Minjun's insides clenched hard at that face. Something behind his prostate pulled taut.
I'm... done for...!
How this match was going to end was already as clear as day.