Side Story 42 — The Crush Who Was My Sky, Master's Cock-Sleeve No. 11
Slap-slap-slap—!
A hideous sound hammered against his eardrums.
Urgh... w-what...
His brain was a smear of fog, and his vision was no clearer.
What... what the hell happened...
Through that milky haze, reason crept back in, thin and unsteady.
"Hnnnngh...!♡"
The same nauseating noise that had been chewing at his ears since he first stirred was, perversely, what dragged his mind into focus.
R-right... I was going to rest at the motel with Eunyul... and then we came into the room...
Lee Hyunwoo rewound the film in his head, frame by sluggish frame.
And then... uh... I showered first... and then Eunyul went in... to wash...?
While the girl he was about to have sex with soaped herself down, he had sat there savoring the hiss of the shower and drinking from the bottled water that had been left out. The cap had already been off. A swallow or so was missing, as if Eunyul had drunk from it first... and that thought had only excited him more. He remembered lapping at the mouth of the bottle, tongue flicking, gulping it down.
And after that...
After that... I can't remember...
"Haaahn...!♡"
Whatever had come next, his returning sight and those moans would answer soon enough.
"Wh-wha... huh...?"
An image finally settled on his corneas. The world snapped into focus—
"...!!!"
—and the sound acquired a shape.
"W-what the hell is this?!"
Right in front of him, the girl he loved—the girl he was about to sleep with—
Slap-slap-slap—!
—was being fucked, violently, by her guy friend.
And worse than that—
"U-ugh..."
—pinned underneath her, volunteering himself as a Pedestal, was Hyunwoo's own friend. Her ex.
This has to be... a nightmare, right...?
A sweet, almost-real fantasy had been sitting on the tip of his nose. Instead, this was the first thing his drugged, swimming mind had to look at. Of course he wanted it to be a nightmare.
Reality, unfortunately, was so much uglier than any nightmare had a right to be.
"What... are you doing...?"
The dazed, stupid voice of a man whose soul had left his body.
"Huh? You up? Hahaha."
Master noticed at once that Lee Hyunwoo had come around.
"Y-you... what... what is all this...?"
A perfectly normal reaction. He wanted an explanation.
"Yeah, yeah. I guess you do need the situation spelled out, huh?"
Master looked ready to walk him through it, kindly, step by step—
"...Nah. Too much of a pain in the ass."
—and then the urge to explain evaporated.
"Whatever~ Just look with your own eyes and figure it out."
And then—
Clamp—!
—those thick, enormous hands closed around Eunwoo's lovely, slender throat and squeezed.
"Ghk...!♡"
"W-wait—!"
Hyunwoo jerked, trying to sit up—
Cinch—
"Ugh...!"
Something held him down.
P-packing tape...?
Only then did he see it: his own naked body, trussed and pinned in place.
"Y-you son of a—!"
Stuck fast, unable to move an inch, he had no choice but to watch.
Slap-slap-slap—!
Cinch—
"Ghk...!♡"
His crush, being wrecked in a brutal, over-the-top scene, right in front of him.
"Nnngh...!"
The friend crushed underneath her barely even registered.
"E-Eunyul...! Hold on...! I'm gonna get you out of—!"
Rattle-rattle—!
Lee Hyunwoo twisted and bucked with his whole body, thrashing for any way out.
"Pffft... hahaha..."
He looked ridiculous.
"W-what...? Lol... who's saving who...?"
Even for someone this oblivious, even for someone this desperate to deny what he was seeing—
"This guy is fucking hilarious."
—he was still trying to throw himself in front of the girl he had a crush on.
"Who do you think put things in this state in the first place?"
Hyunwoo flinched.
A line like that left him nowhere to look but at the truth he had been so carefully avoiding.
You idiot! You got played! That vixen took you for a ride—!!!
"It's a lie... it's a lie, right...? Eunyul..."
He called her name because he needed, himself, to believe what he believed.
"Tell me it isn't... please..."
His eyes went red at the rims. Pride, manhood—none of it mattered. He poured everything he had into a raw, desperate appeal.
"..."
As if in answer, she turned her head.
Their eyes met.
And then—♡
A smile. Mocking, or maybe simply drunk on the moment, spit threading from the corner of her mouth—
Flick—
"Ah..."
—and she hit him with a filthy, theatrical Ahegao Double Peace.♡
A tear rolled down.♡ Pain or pleasure, there was no telling which.
Bleeeh...♡
That cheap, cute little tongue lolled out at him in a jeering raspberry.
Was there a humiliation on earth that cut a man deeper than this?
I was ready to give up everything... for you I would have pulled down a star, I would have laid down my life...!
A half-witted male's self-sacrifice meant nothing.
"Ghk...! Ghk-ghk...!♡"
W-why...! Why would you take that kind of treatment just to...!
She would rather spend herself—rather let herself be hurt—for the superior male who pumped pleasure into her while he did it.
"S-sorry, Hyunwoo... even b-before our date... Master already... *ghk*... p-pumped me full of his cum and sent me out...♡"
Master...?!
He had been ready to file this under a fling with a guy friend. A friends-with-benefits thing. The word that came out of her mouth was so much worse.
"We went a round before I left to eat with you. Wait—was it only one round? Hahaha."
Getting summoned by Master and creampied stupid before a date with her crush. It was the kind of setup you saw on a porn thumbnail. Watching it happen in real life—
Twitch—
—the skinny, drooping cock that drugs and despair had left limp suddenly stood up.
"What's with this bipolar little shit? One second he's about to start bawling, the next he's pitching a tent? Birds of a feather, I swear. You pathetic fucks really do flock together, lmao."
Master sounded almost offended by the sight.
"N-nngh...!"
Shame flooded Lee Hyunwoo's face with heat. To smother it, he reached for the most lopsided feelings he had.
"How..."
Hatred. Rage. Things like that.
"How could you do that...! How could you do that to me...!"
As if they had been something sacred. As if a lifelong partner had just betrayed him, he started to shout.
"Eunyul, y-you...! This is the kind of girl you were...?! Treating guys like idiots...! A-and in the end you're just some girl who spreads her legs for a handsome guy?!"
The heat in him kept climbing, past any chance of control.
"A girl isn't supposed to be like that, is she?! You filthy, slutty—!"
Hatred of her as a woman was just starting to carve itself in when—
"...!"
—between his crush's thighs—
"Wh... what...?"
—he found something that should not have been there.
Blink. Blink.
He fluttered his eyes, trying to clear them, certain he had misseen it...
"I-it's... hanging there...?"
There was nothing left to clear. He had seen it correctly.
"How is that even..."
The shock of it. The blur, the angle—he simply hadn't been able to see it until now. Now it was impossible to miss.
"Hahaha. Finally opened your eyes, huh."
The way a mind catalogs a person is a strange thing. The instant he understood the other person's sex—
"W-wait... Jo Eun... woo...?"
—he could find his friend's face on the woman he had loved.
"You get it now? Slow as hell, you little shit. Hahaha."
Squeeze—
Master gathered Eunwoo up in a tight hug, lifted him, and—
Thud, thud—
—walked him over to Lee Hyunwoo.
"Wanna get a closer look? As you can tell, Eunwoo here isn't just any female~ It's a pretty hot view, I bet. Hahaha."
His friend's ass was shoved right up under his nose.
The skin was that white, the frame that delicate—if you hadn't known he was a man, you would have sworn you were looking at a pretty, slender girl. And whatever they had been pumping into him, the ass alone had swelled out like a woman's, enough to sand the edge off any same-sex revulsion.
"E-Eunyul... no... Eunwoo..."
Watching Master's huge, brutal cock slam in and out of that cute little ass—
Rigid—♡
—Lee Hyunwoo's cock stood up so hard it made the last erection look like nothing.
W-wait a second. That bastard Hyunwoo... he used to run his mouth about how he'd be fine with Eunwoo...
Kim Minjun stared in horror. He was suddenly sure Hyunwoo would adapt to this—sink into it—even faster than he had.
"The brat got even bigger. Our Eunwoo was pretty popular with his friends, huh? Hahaha."
"Haaahn... I-I wouldn't know... trash like this... for Eunwoo, th-there's only you, Mawsteeer...♡"
It did not sound like a line. He did not spare the friend behind him so much as a glance.
Nuzzle—♡
He only clung tighter to the Master holding him.
"That's so mean~ He was a friend who actually liked you, lol."
"He only liked me because he thought I was a girl, didn't he? Hehe♡"
Eunwoo delivered it like settled law. Under ordinary circumstances, he would have been right.
"I dunno~ Looking at this brat's reaction, I think he had a little corner of his heart set aside for you anyway... heh."
"...!"
Master had a connoisseur's eye for human psychology—love, especially. He plucked the thought straight out of Lee Hyunwoo's chest.
"W-what the hell, Hyunwoo... is what Master said true...?"
"W-what are you talking about...! F-fuck, I liked you because I thought you were a girl...!"
He tried, hard, to deny it.
"It's true... I heard him say it..."
"...!!!"
From behind, Kim Minjun piled on.
"D-don't talk shit!"
"I'm serious. You definitely said it."
Friendship, loyalty—none of it existed here. Even in a crisis like this, all either of them wanted was to drag the other one down with him.
"Look at you! What the hell kind of sight is that...! Playing Pedestal while Jo Eunwoo and this bastard Master fuck...! And you still call yourself a man?!"
Lee Hyunwoo blurted the first deflection he could find, anything to change the subject.
"H-ha...! So that's what that was. You were grinning like an idiot the whole time you were dating Jo Eunwoo? You pathetic...! Haha...!"
He insulted a friend in a situation as bad as his own—maybe worse—just to claw out some scrap of higher ground. If he didn't, the thought of how he had drooled and melted for a male friend would cave his mind in.
"...Lying's useless. Now that we're here... you said before you could do it all with Eunwoo-nim. Kissing, handjobs, everything."
"E-Eunwoo-nim?!"
Hearing his friend speak of their other friend as property, already fully claimed, was a shock.
He was about to become the same thing.
"Well. Whether it's true or not, we can check right now."
"W-what do you—"
Whoosh—!
Still holding Eunwoo, Master drove his weight into Lee Hyunwoo—
"U-ugh...!"
"Hyeuk...!♡"
—and, just like that—
Slap-slap-slap—!
—unleashed his specialty: dense, grinding, skin-to-skin sex.
Crush—!
He pinned his cherished pet-slave under the heavy slab of his own muscled body and glued himself there, and then—
Slurp—!♡
—sank into a deep kiss so thorough it felt like he was fucking a soul.
And underneath it all—
"W-wait... I-I can't breathe...!"
—the frail male trapped at the bottom was just something to be tossed around and toyed with by a stronger man's sex.
M-Master... that nasty habit of his again...♡
It was this cruel, iron side of Master that Eunwoo had fallen for.
Clench—
The squeeze of his ass grew steadily more vicious.
"Pwah—getting raped on top of your friend feels that good? Haha."
"I-I wuv it...!♡ Crushing these pathetic beta males...! It makes me so happyyy that I can please you, Mawsteeer...!!!♡"
Every word was an insult too ugly to let slide.
"S-son of a... bitches... nngh...!"
Not that there was a single thing he could do about it.
"Hahaha, good! Then don't spill a single drop!"
All he could do was lie there, helpless, and feel an alpha male happily fucking and coming on top of him.
"Haaahn...! Yeeesssss!!!♡"
Gush—!
Splurt—!
A rough, audible climax, dumped into his friend with enough force to hear.
Twitch...!
The jolt of it ran through Lee Hyunwoo and set his whole body shaking.
"Aaaah... M-Mawster... I love youuu...♡"
His prostate had been clubbed like a piñata. Eunwoo's brain had melted into a happy, ruined puddle.
A satisfying sight, no question. But—
Flash—
—Master's attention was somewhere else.
"Let's see here."
Whether Lee Hyunwoo had come from that last round.
"Oh? Would you look at that."
He lifted Eunwoo, and what came into view was—
"This brat... acting like he wasn't gonna love it, lmao."
—Lee Hyunwoo's pathetic mess, his own cock filthy with what he had just shot.
"A-ahh..."
To keep from soiling his pet-slave, Master had borne down on Hyunwoo's upper body. He hadn't even touched the cock.
"Hyunwoo's got a natural gift for being a masochist, huh?"
Coming with no direct stimulation at all. He must have been wound obscenely tight.
"Doesn't matter if Kim Minjun was telling the truth or not. What matters is you just came from that. Haha."
With that, Lee Hyunwoo becoming Master's Tribute Masochist was as good as settled.
"Come on then~ Be my masochist slave."
Of course, at first he would deny it. Kick and scream and make a scene...
"M-me too..."
"Huh?"
...except Lee Hyunwoo's head, on this particular subject, turned very fast.
"I... I want to be a Pedestal too..."
"...What did you just say? Hahaha?"
For a second Master thought he had misheard.
But Lee Hyunwoo, eyes still glazed from climax, looked straight at Kim Minjun.