Damn, what is this Onahole, Han Ji-young!
Damn, what is this Onahole, Han Ji-young!
Jeong Suchan.
23 years old.
Currently enrolled in the Department of Korean Language and Literature at a crappy local university.
Returning student.
After coming back from the military, all my male peers have vanished for various reasons.
That is my dime-a-dozen resume. What am I gonna do for a living after graduation?
"Why the fuck are you asking me for advice like that, you dumbass."
Peok!
A bitch glaring at me with a pitiful gaze while hitting my head...... no, my ride-or-die best friend Han Jiyoung.
You asking why I call a girl my ride-or-die friend?
"I'm in a similar situation to you, you know? We're in the same department."
"You didn't even go to the military, so why did you take a two-year leave of absence?"
"Because I wanted to play."
"You crazy bitch. Ah, turtle."
"I'm eating a rocket and going ahead first, you loser!"
Puhahahat, Han Jiyoung laughs as she overtakes me in the game.
As you can see, this is our relationship. Even though we're opposite-sex childhood friends, we don't see each other as the opposite sex at all, so we're way too comfortable with each other.
"Haa, last place...... More than that, since your grades are good, I was wondering if you had any thoughts on the matter. That's why I asked."
"Do you know what's so great about having good grades in the Korean Literature department?"
"I don't know."
"Me neither, asshole."
With that, Han Jiyoung flops down flat on her back. But the direction she lies down is right across my lap, where my legs are crossed in a modest butterfly stretch.
"You're heavy. Get lost."
"Hey, my weight is 46 kilograms, you know? There's no way I'm heavy!"
"Must be heavy because you've got two grotesque lumps of fat strapped to your chest."
"Haha! My milkers are a bit big, after all!"
With that, she lifts her chest fat with her hands and flaunts it.
If any other woman had done that, I would've instantly popped a raging hard-on, creating a giant mountain right in front of her head positioned between my legs.
Between us, who have seen everything there is to see since we were kids, such a thing doesn't exist.
Yeah. It's kinda like watching a kid go, 'Poop! Pee! Heehee!'
"Are you seriously not going to move?"
"I don't follow the words of someone weaker than me."
"The guy who delivered that line died later, you know."
"People die."
"That friend who said that was the main character, though. So do you really have no plan?"
"I'll just graduate decently, get a decent job, and live decently until I die."
"To think you can spout such mindless words despite the GPA you hold."
Han Jiyoung's GPA is 4.5. It's a grade that completely clashes with her insane remark about taking a leave of absence just because she wanted to play.
No matter how much of a crappy local university it is, it's still a national university, so that's a pretty big deal.
"I admit it, Han Jiyoung. You truly are the greatest lunatic at our university."
"Aside from that, isn't there a more wholesome topic?"
"What do you mean by a wholesome topic?"
"Something productive, a topic that makes dopamine surge just hearing about it."
"Are you saying that worrying about employment after graduation isn't productive?"
"What can the Korean Lit department produce? A bundle of text?"
"You bitch!"
To utter words mocking the entire Korean Literature department!
Yet the sad reality is that no one can refute it.
A productive topic that makes dopamine surge.
Ah.
"I actually have another worry that fits right into that."
"Oh, what is it?"
"I haven't been able to jerk off lately."
"......."
Han Jiyoung's face dyed with shock. Then she furtively turns her gaze to the side.
It's the direction of my junior, who maintains peace of mind and world peace even though her head is resting on me.
Han Jiyoung clamped a hand over her mouth.
"No wonder you're a virgin who's never even dated, were you castrated too?"
"No, you crazy bitch."
"Then why can't you jerk off like you usually do? Your hobby is wacking off."
"Well, you see......."
It's embarrassing to talk about my sex life, but since this is a serious concern, I decided to tell her.
Just as Han Jiyoung said, crudely speaking, jerking off—in an intellectual's terms, masturbation. That was my hobby.
When I have free time at home, I masturbate. When I'm stressed, I masturbate. I have to masturbate right before sleeping, and I masturbate when I have nothing to do.
However, a man's pleasure has its limits. I found that so disappointing.
There are so many works to watch and endless pleasures I want to feel, yet the amount of cum I can shoot has a fixed number of times!
So the method I chose was.
To enjoy as many works as possible without cumming!
The excitement given by adult videos and manga, and the sustained pleasure felt while holding back.
If I held back and held back like that, I could masturbate for two hours without ejaculating even once.
Because of this, I became able to watch dozens of manga in a single masturbation session and watch three full-version adult videos while skipping around.
However, a problem arose.
"My masturbation time has gotten too long!"
Getting used to going for a long time meant I could no longer ejaculate quickly!
If previously I ejaculated about 10 times in 6 hours.
Now it's down to ejaculating once in 6 hours!
Even though I don't particularly have related knowledge, I could still tell this was weird. The problem is that lasting a long time doesn't necessarily mean absolute satisfaction.
A man's pleasure ultimately explodes in ejaculation. But since that ejaculation takes several hours at a time, I.......
Ended up having too much time stolen by masturbation!
"So basically."
Han Jiyoung summarized it simply.
"You've been staying up all night lately, and the reason was because of your retarded, warped sexual desire?"
"Gk, it pisses me off, but I can't refute it."
"Puhahahah! Ayayaya! My stomach! My stomach hurts! It hurts because I'm laughing so hard!"
Han Jiyoung really grabbed her stomach and burst into a giggling fit, kyarreereureuk. She shook her head and stomped her feet on the floor.
"Seriously, what should I do with you, Suchan-ah? Can someone precious like me be allowed to have a retarded friend like this?"
"You're the one who told me to bring up a productive, dopamine-bursting topic."
"Ah, right. You certainly provided sperm production and the dopamine of laughter."
"So, is there no method?"
"Do you think I can seriously answer that?"
Of course not. Since Han Jiyoung is a woman, she wouldn't understand this kind of men's hardship.
"Haa, I'm a fool for having said it."
"Isn't your girlfriend, your right hand, failing to satisfy you?"
"That's why I tried using this, too."
I pulled a box out from under the bed. And I took out a plump, pink fellow from the box.
"What is that?"
"An onahole. A modern sexual pleasure device."
"Aha? You stick your dick in here?"
Han Jiyoung examined the onahole with a fascinated look. Then she looked back at me with a pitiful gaze.
"You even relied on something like this and it didn't solve it?"
"Not at all...... I've now become a body that can't masturbate alone."
"Saying it like that makes it sound like you're asking me to give you mine?"
"Are you seriously a crazy bitch?"
I pressed down hard on Han Jiyoung's head. Her head that was right between my legs right now.
"Can you feel anything right now, or not?"
"Waa. It's really fluffy~."
"Proof that I can't look at you with eyes like that. You smart monkey bitch......."
"That's too harsh. Then what, asking me to introduce a female friend or something?"
"No."
I flatly refused.
"I've got no money. I don't have the financial power to instantly splurge on a Wintendo Switch 2 like you."
"Do you need money to date? People without it seem to do just fine."
"I don't want to take care of someone else when my living situation is strapped."
"Aha. I see. So you're saying a rich girlfriend would be great?"
"I'd have no greater wish if I got a rich girlfriend."
"Hmph."
Han Jiyoung narrowed her eyes and looked up at me. Why is she like that?
"Forget it. I'm hungry, let's cook and eat some pasta. I'll make it."
"Hey, Jeong Suchan."
"What. You hate pasta?"
Han Jiyoung grinned slyly.
"Should I solve your worry for you?"
"What?"
"For masturbation taking too long, wouldn't it be cured if you experienced something that feels even better?"
"Hey. I've already tried tens of thousands of won worth of onaholes and done everything. But what more can I do?"
"I saw a weird flyer on my way home the other day, you know? If it's that, I feel like it would give you a pleasure you've never felt before."
"A flyer? What is it?"
"Th-That is."
Han Jiyoung suddenly averted her gaze.
"It's a secret. If a pervert like you found out, those people would be in trouble, wouldn't they?"
"What on earth do you take me for...... Let's see you try if you can."
"Fufu, I can clearly picture your face a few days from now."
"So what kind of method is it?"
"It's an onahole."
"Didn't you just say you tried an onahole?"
"No, I'm telling you it's different. Just wait a few days. I'll show you heaven."
"What on earth gives her such confidence......."
A few days later.
Han Jiyoung actually bought an onahole.
"Ta-da."
"......You actually bought this."
I received the onahole in a dazed mood. Opening the box and taking out the onahole, its outward appearance wasn't particularly special.
"My worry gets solved with something like this?"
"Try it. If it doesn't work, oh well."
"You're being awfully shameless considering how confident you were?"
"There's also the purpose of testing, so......."
"What?"
"It's nothing. Well, I'm off then?"
"What? You're just dropping this off and leaving?"
"I've got business to attend to. Tell me your review after using it, okay?"
Saying that, Han Jiyoung really left.
A guy who makes his female childhood friend run an onahole errand and immediately sends her off. From the outside, there's no trash greater than trash like this.
"No. That chick did it on her own accord. Hmm."
I quietly looked down at the squishy pink cylindrical excitement-solving device.
"I'll know once I try it. Just you watch if it doesn't work well."
Grumbling for no reason, I lay down on the bed.
Applying the lube thoroughly and.......
5 minutes later.
"Uh, ugh, uh?"
I rolled my brain for a moment to figure out the situation. But I had already felt it.
I calmly waited for the next day to meet Han Jiyoung.
"Yo! Did you use the onahole well?"
"Han Jiyoung."
"Why, why are you like that? Making such a scary face?"
Grab!
I grabbed Han Jiyoung's shoulder and bowed my head.
"Thank you! How on earth did you get an onahole like that?"
"U-Uh?"
"It felt ridiculously, insanely good! In this world, it was my first time seeing an onahole that fit my dick so well! It felt like an onahole born exclusively for me! 5 minutes! I came three times in just 5 minutes! Wow, seriously, even feeling too good is a curse, you know?"
"I-I-I-I-Is that so?"
"Yeah! Thanks! Thank you! I'll put it to great use! Hey, is there anything you want?"
"N-No, none. Unh."
"What is it. Do you have a fever or something?"
Han Jiyoung's face was beet red. For some reason, her gaze was all over the place too.
"F-Fever? Ah, ah-ah! Come to think of it, I might have had a hint of a cold!"
"Phew. Should I make you some porridge or something?"
"No! I need to go to the hospital! See you tomorrow!"
"Huh? Wait a second, at least a glass of water-"
"Enough already!"
Bang!
Han Jiyoung immediately slammed the door shut and left.
What's her deal?
Sprinting out of Jeong Suchan's house, Han Jiyoung cupped her thoroughly flushed cheeks. Then she muttered.
"It-It felt that good?"
Hehehe.
A giggle leaked from Han Jiyoung's lips.
"Even though it was made by casting my vagina?"